Saturday, June 6, 2009

Adult story - Jija salli (relation between brother and sister in lapart III

Everybody was dressed to kill for Barat. Adi Guddo and Gita had
served `cold drinks' too all the ladies (after they were made to
consume it liberally by me) and soon atmosphere was full of sexual
currents. A night of `ratjaga', days of bawdiest gallis and jokes,
and chances of all `possibilities' have made everybody loosened up.
There were no barriers of age relation or position. A friend of my
brother, KD came and he was staring at Gita's growing teen boobs.
Jiju was not also far. I told him, hey you have a nice chance of
making your Jija, a salla and not only that Jiju will also be happy
as it will make him a mama in 9 months. He quizzed how, but Gita
blushed. I said just take this lovely sister of my Jiju to a corner
for half and hour and `DO" what all males of town are thinking of
doing it with her. It will give joy to you and in 9 months she will
make Jiju Mama and he too will be happy. Gita said Dhat and ran away
but she collided with Dulari and who in her inimitable style teased
arre itna ladne choonchi dabvane aur chudvane ka shauk hai to itne
ladke hain ghar main kisi se bhid lo and saying that she did squeeze
her joban. All the girls were looking too good and my bhabhis were
wearing revealing tight low cut dresses.

I had got a dress especially made for Barat. It was a pink
lenhga, with gold embroidery. It was designed to show curves of my
wide hips very carefully and embroidery too became dense on my plump
hips. It was tied much below my deep navel( a close example can be KK
tying her sari in Chameli, mine must have been further down)
On my flat fair tummy and slender was a golden chain only
accentuating and guiding gaze towards my deep navel and `things
below' it. My choli was a traditional kuchhi style but starting just
below from my firm hard 36 d breasts and they were tailored in such a
manner as to follow the contours of my boobs but they stopped just
above my tits. It has a string like support and was sheer backless.
Embroidery again was making every body feast upon my beautiful boobs.
Yes of course there was a red Chunri which was trying unsuccessfully
to hide my one joban and other of course was open for the gaze of
admirers (and for hands of my Jiju). I was sitting in car between
Amit and Jiju and we were sharing drinks. Both were looking at my
boobs lecherously and I crooned a very old song, "More Jobana Ka
Dekho ubhar" Amit said hey let me look at them with my hands.
Meanwhile Barat had stopped and dance has begun as bride's house was
close. Amit indicated something to band and he danced with me. Tune
was" Humane mana hamper sajan Jobanva bharpoor hai Ye to..From Dada.
I saw Adi; she was looking breathtaking in her tank top and short
skirt. I made an intro and Amit dragged her. I and Jiju made all
ladies to join dance. And it was so different so hot. Everybody was
holding hugging grinding everybody was enjoying soo much. Soon I saw
Madhu bhabhi who had just finished dancing with her devar. I pointed
Jiju and he pulled her. They were almost rubbing their bodies and it
was my turn to let band sing a favorite, Dhak Dhak from' Beta'. Madhu
Bhabhi showed more oomph and Boobs then Madhuri and her boobs were
almost coming out. We had arrived in front of bride's house but dance
was not coming to stop. Rashmi Bhabhi and Amit pushed me and now it
was only me and Ravi Jiju who was an adept dancer. But so was I after
a few numbers, it was choli ke piche kya hai. Guddo and Madhu Bhabhi
had already pulled my Chunri away as it was interfering in dancing. I
must have hesitated for a micro second but came in the spirit of
dance., pushing out showing of what was my choli ke piche. Ravi was
dancing beautifully. His lower portion was almost blending in mine,
his one hand was caressing my back which was fully visible from my
backless choli, and his naughty fingers were scratching drawing a
line at my midriff while his other hand was unashamedly squeezing my
plump ass. I too was pushing my mound inside him and peaks of my
joban were tantalizingly close to his chest. And song changed into
Jumma , and everybody started Jumma chumma de chumma de. I was
teasingly taking my cheeks close and swaying it away in last second.
It went on and on and suddenly Ravi held my hands and kissed me on
lips and I responded warmly. Our feet and body kept on dancing and
everybody clapped thunderously.

Jiju with all his pranks and bawdy lingo was a gentleman and it
came out . He asked e He Rinu...it was heat of moment. I put my hands
on his shoulders and said but most precious moment of life and if you
did not like it I will return the kiss and I kissed him on lips in
front of all his friends. Now he was back t his true self and pinched
my bottom hard saying Mangaye Salli tumko tum salli pakii salli ho,
and he poured a stiff drink between my lips. Soon we saw some young
teen girls from bride's family. They were Jiju ke sale ki salli. Amit
and Ravi exclaimed, ye gauriya to badi mast hain. I said Jiju don't
bother akhir sale ki salli hai kabhi I will arrange intro. I called
Adi and whispered something in her ear and she giggled but said let
Jiju pray it to me and both Ravi and Amit obliged. Soon we could see
Adi doing chatter with those girls. It turned out that eldest, Rupa
was a cousin of bride, 18 and she had just joined graduation. Younger
one Sona was a close friend and had turned 16 a few months back. She
was in std 11th. I also went and chatted with them and introduced
them with Jiju and Amit. I made them sit but in a manner that Sona
was sitting between Amit and Jiju and Rupa was trapped between me.
Soon both the Jijus put their hands over them. Adi called a
photographer. I asked Adi hey you too joined us and she said, sure.
Without thinking twice she sat in the lap of Jiju telling Rupa and
Sona you know this is the correct place for a salli to sit and it
broke the ice. And Amit and Jiju being what they are, soon banter got
changed to some bawdy jokes (of course Rupa and Sona were blushing
but neither objecting nor making any move to go away). They promised
that they will pakka come during reception and anyways as they are
from same city and now in an `interesting' relationship surly they
will love to meet.

These things were further making me hot and Jiju too was becoming
desperate. Dinner got finished much before midnight and time for
marriage was at two PM only. We all were sitting and there was almost
three hours. Jiju was sitting close to me. I told suddenly Mausa ji
I'm sorry oops I forgot. Hey everybody exclaimed what happened. I
said I think I had forgotten bride's box. Mausi said how come it will
be the first important thing for marriage. Mausa comforted her and
told it is almost two and half hour away and Rinu can go and fetch
it. It will not take more than one or one and half hour's time. And
as per habit he called Ravi will you please rise up in this crisis.
Go with Rinu and fetch that box. Guddo was smiling and said Bhabhi,
please as you are going back to house please bring a shawl for me it
is cold and Madhu Bhabhi too added to her request. Jiju as if
unwillingly got up and joined me. We got into car and he said hey
Rinu are you sure where is box I thought that I kept it. I laughed
and said yes it is here right in the boot of this car. And then he
got the message and pinched my boobs and said you are a real chinar.
I could not hide my anger no real chinar is your sister Guddo and
Madhu bhabhi. They must have guessed and that is why they want shawl
to ensure that we have to house, other wise we would have `used' this
time. His one hand hugged me and squeezed my boob and said don't
worry darling we will reach house in no time and then we can use that
time. He just cruised ahead and when lovingly I drew a line on front
of his pant there was no bulge, it was full hard more than 8 inches
of erection. I opened buttons of jiju's coat and while driving
removed it. Next were the buttons of shirt and of course front zip. I
was rubbing very hard on his Lund and even bend down to kiss it. We
almost rushed to my room. I bend down to open strings of my choli and
untie knot of my lenhga, but it was not to be. My choli was just
leaving me when I found my lenhga was on my slender waist and my
panty was ripped open.

Jiju's mighty majestic Lund was knocking at doors of my choot and
there was not going to be any interruption this time. He had picked
up my moisturizer and used it liberally on his Lund and inside my
choot. It would not have taken any time and by the time I could look
back, he held my rasili mast choonchi and his Lund was in. I almost
screamed but both of us knew that house is empty and no body will
respond. My choot was feeling split. It was a strange mix of joy and
pain. I was looking for it, eagerly longing to get my choot fucked by
Jiju but I could not ignore a sense of being torn and split. With the
force of his shove my head had banged in the bed and my ass was high
in air. Jiju mercilessly, crushing my boobs with full force shoved
further and this time even I bit my lips, scream came out loudly.
Now Jija left my choonchi and held my slender waist and with full
force shoved it further. My cunt was squeezing it hugging it and as
it was now penetrating virgin area resistance was heavy. Jija stopped
and started rubbing my labia and clit. Pain has started receding but
my cunt was aching. I was thinking now it is over Jiju yours is...but
he interrupted, he don't say it is hurting my almost half of the Lund
is still out. It send a chill of fear joy down my spine. Still.
More.. I could not think but I decided to dare and goad him although
my choot was aching but joy was also intense. I teased him , ` to
baki Lund kya apni Bahna, Gita aur Guddo ke liye bacha kar rakha hai,
and this made him furious. He drew out his Lund almost out of my
choot and captured my lips with his lips and then gripping my hips he
shoved it almost full, and it hurt . It hurt as hell. But my cries
got drowned in his kiss. His rubbing of my clit and pulling of my tit
and impact of special wine kesar whose swig we had taken before
coming made me bounce back soon. I was pushing my hips, my choot was
squeezing Jiju's Lund and my boobs were very hard. My tits were being
bitten chewed but they kept on raising their head inviting Jiju. I
will not say that pain has vanished. My choot was fully stretched and
was having a sweet ache. And now Jija too was mercilessly pounding my
choot. My moaning sounds have overtaken my cries and soon frenzy
swept both of us. We were just fucking, fucking like maniacs. Jiju's
nails were scratching my back my mast joban and his Lund was moving
furiously like a piston. It kept on and on, my hips were gyrating, my
chootar was answering his dhakka for Dhaka. Jiju cupped my chootar
and his one finger scratched crack of my gaand. I was apprehensive
ohh not here but his fingers came on the front side and pinched my
clit and it triggered my explosion. Wave after wave followed and
there were fireworks all over. I squeezed my choot but Jiju kept on
pounding my choot and only after 10 more minutes of intensive chudai,
he came. He had raised my chootar and he ensured that not even a drop
came out. I was totally collapsed. My experience was cataclysmic. I
kept on lying and when he kissed on my lips I gave a weak smile. But
we had to go back so got shawls demanded by my nanad and bhabhi.
I had to change also so I got a sari blouse saya from wardrobe.
Jiju too got dressed. When I looked at him his might Lund was still
almost hard. I kept my cloths on bed and bend down to take a
mouthful. I just kissed at his supara (cockhead); teasing his pee
hole but soon in one gulp his supara was between my smoldering lips.
I had to spread my lips extra wide and my cheeks were bursting but I
kept on sucking. With my heena painted hand I grabbed rest of his
Lund and started caressing fondling it. Jiju was moaning and his face
was full of joy. Looking at his pleasure only made me increase my
tempo. My hands were now caressing his balls. He was so excited so
aroused and he made me lie down on the bed on my back. He put two
thick pillows under my gaand and I put my long slender legs over his
broad shoulders. His Lund again invaded my choot and this time being
in frontal position I was able to see his every stroke. To say it was
not hurting will be a lie. But I was enjoying it too. He was crushing
my choonchi and pushing very hard. My silver anklet was playing
beautiful music with every dhakka. Base of his Lund was rubbing my
clit; my tits were being chewed by his lips and...It was sheer joy.
This time too when he came he lifted my chootar and ensured that not
even a drop of cum comes out. I wanted to get dressed but he selected
a thong for me which was really thin. He not only made me wear it
while I was lying down but also put it between folds of my choot and
crack of my gaand. He instructed me to squeeze my choot and ensure
that no drop comes out. He even put saya over me and after tying sari
(of course in my sexy style just over my hips) I tried to put on bra
he stopped me. I wore choli over my jobans and it was a low cut so he
had to open jut one button to pull my tits. One squeeze and they were
hard. He made me squeeze his Lund over them and sure a big glob of
cum came over each tits, and he made me start just like that. During
trip back I kept on my hips in a raised position but when we joined
Barat at was almost impossible to hold. Soon we had to sit along with
rest of marriage party and in the angan itself my choot started
oozing cum of Jiju and this made joy of chudai linger much after it
was finished. In the morning Vidai took place and we came back. I
participated in all the rituals of barring entry of bride but my mind
was in Jiju who was constantly teasing me. Everybody was tired and I
was more so with two nights awakening, first Ratjaga and then shadi
with such brutal chudai by Jiju. I told Mausi that I am going to
catch my nap and will be back in 3-4 hours, and I gave a duplicate
key to Adi and Gita, that if they want to come they can join me.
Rashmi Bhabhi said, no I thought you already caught something Big in
your honey trap. I gave choicest gallis to her and came to my room.
I changed into a nightie and very fast sleep claimed me. It was
tiredness, Sapphic joy indulged in Ratjaga and furious fucking by
Jiju yesterday, jokes and atmosphere replete with sex and soon I was
floating in dreams. It was music, dances and soon I dreamt that I am
enveloped by a pair of most handsome arms, hugging me with authority,
clasping me in broad chest. I too was loosing me surrendering my self
to an overpowering ocean of joy. I felt I am swimming on waves of
sweet kisses and I'm fully aroused. Soon my body could recognize
presence of Jiju. It was a state between dream and awakening. I could
feel pressure on my hard boobs and my tunnel of longing was wet and
its doors were feeling slight tapping. I did not want to break this
dream so I hugged him. A gentle bite on my earlobes made me open my
eyes and I just could not believe it. It looked like real life Jiju
was hugging me. His one hand adoring my domes of joy and other was
holding me. I thought I should bite myself but it was not required as
Jiju bit me on my tits that were more awake than rest of my body. My
dress had left me while I was sleeping and there were no barriers
separating me from Jiju. I raised my legs and crossed it over him. We
were in side position facing each other. This only gave chance to his
ever hungry greedy Lund to kiss my smiling welcoming choot. His lips
were kissing sucking my lips while lower lips were being rubbed and
caressed by his Lund. My juicy choot surrendered to entreaties and
opened the doors of joy and soon welcomed his dart of cupid inside.
It was not an unfamiliar territory anymore and it made its way,
expanding, piercing slowly. He was in no rush unlike last time. His
hands were playing music with my boobs softly. His one hand was
titillating my labia, flirting with my clit. I too was responding
unashamedly. My tight choot was crushing his Lund squeezing it, my
nails were scratching on his ass and sometimes my long nail will go
right up to his puckered hole. And when I teasingly pushed it he just
hugged me hard and shoved his Lund almost full. He came over me and
started doing chudai in full frenzy. His lips were sucking mine
licking eating devouring and chewing my tits. His hands were playing,
pulling and pinching my clit and I was pushing my chootar up
responding to hi every thrust. It went on and on. My joban was being
crushed under his manly broad chest. We lost sense of time and I do
not know what triggered it but I climaxed first. And one thing I'm
sure I almost screamed in joy and scratched him, biting his
shoulders. It must have triggered his climax. Too. And he kept on
cumming. His semen was flowing on my thighs and when I stood up I
greedily cleaned his Lund. He dressed up and left and but for marks
on my breasts and cheeks and cum on my thighs I would have thought it
as a dream. I went took bath and got ready
Mausi ji was looking for me. She assigned me task of preparing
Chavi (bride, wife of my cousin) and brining it for Munh dikhai ( a
ceremony in which close relatives look at the face of bride, she is
expected to touch feet and everybody who looks at her face, gives
some gift.). I went to bride. She was bit tired after night long
rituals. I told her to take a quick bath. She donned bright bridal
makeup and was ready. I briefed her about different family members
and how joyful she should be. To all types of tease and bawdy jokes
she should give replies with a smile. Although she may be shy but in
our environment everybody will rate her high if she responds too to
those relatives with whom she had joking relationship (her Nandoi and
my Jiju, Nands and many others). I also warned that she will have to
sing a few songs but it will be all right if she can come with one or
two lewd ones. When she came out all the ladies crowded her. Older
ladies were fist but they were by no means sober. When she was
touching feet of her Bua – Saas, my mummy goaded her, hey Bahu why
you don't lift saya of your saas and see the place where your sasur
did all the training. When it came to turn of Mummy she gifted a
beautiful Payal ( silver anklet with full of bells ) and told her ki
yeh roj her rat tumhare dulhe ke kaan main baje and realizing the
implications we all laughed. Madhu Bhabhi asked, but un panch dinon
main kaise bajegi. Mom replied , palatkar (from the other side
meaning her asshole will be used ). When it came to turn of Rashmi
Bhabhi, I thought of a prank and put something in bride's anchal
saying scorpion. Bride in a hurry lifted Rashmi Bhabhis sari. All
nands, me Adi, could not stop laughing. Adi asked kyon Bhabhi ji
bharatpur ke darshan kara diye. Now next was turn of gents. When
Jiju; number came it was basanti who told Chavi,' you have touched
two feet of everybody but with Nandoi it is turn of middle feet,'.
And this time even bride could not keep herself from smiling. She
touched feet in the normal fashion but folded her hands indicating
towards his "middle feet'. And we just could not stop rolling down
with laughter.

Next was turn of songs. She sang a few songs in praise of gods,
followed by a few folk songs. I goaded her, "hey Bhabhi jara apni
sass logon ko nandoi ko to kuch suna dijiye and she started. (when it
came to certain `words' of course Dulari and Basnati helped her but
she too did not blush.) She began:

Baar Baar Nanadi Darwaje Daudi jaye kahna an mane re , hamre sayain
ji ki Bahan darwaje daudi jayen kahna na mane re,
Halwayia ka ladka to Adi ji ka yaar hai laddo pe laddo khilaye chala
jaye kahna na mane re,
Darji ka ladka to Nandi ji ka yaar hai vo to Rinu ka yaar hai,
Arre choli pe choli, arre body pe body silaye chali jaye kahna na
mane re
Meri sasu ji ka ladka, meri amma ka ladka to sab anndon ka yaar hai
raton main roj
(And Basanti added looking at me and Adi, Raton main roj chudvaye
chali jaye).
Chavi Bhabhi looked at me and smiled, she got support from all my
bhabhis and old ladies including my mummy who looking at Bua said
salli sari nands chinar hoti hain.
But Chavi bhabhi began next one:
Raghunandan Bin Bajayo ki nahin, Apni Bahna ko tum nachayo ki nahin,
Tamboo taan rakhungi, dholak tayaar rakhungi, manjira paas rakhungi,
Nandoi ji apni salli ki Rinu Nanadi ko aaj nachaiyo ki nahin,
Thoda vo aaj nachengi, thda vo kaal nachengi, parson din ratt
nachengi,
Raghunandan Bin Bajayo ki nahin, (and now Dulari joined with Chavi
Bahbhi)
Tamboo taan rakhungi, dholak tayaar rakhungi, manjira paas rakhungi,
Nandoi ji apni salli ki Rinu Nanadi ko aaj chudvaiyo ki nahin,
Thoda vo aaj chudayengi, thda vo kaal chudayengi,, parson din ratt
chudayengi


And she got such appreciation. Even I, who was target of her gallis
hugged her. After some time I shooed away girls, who were teasing her
and told Mausi ji to let Chavi relax. It was already mid day. She
agreed readily and told me to take her to beauty parlor also at 4 Pm.
I ushered Chavi bhabhi in and bolted the rooms from inside. I
smiled at her impishly. I told bhabhi to remove her sari and relax.
She was surprised. I told laughingly you sat entire yesterday night
cross legged and to night your legs will remain raised in the air
entire night with your Piya ji so it is time to let them relax. I
have kept a gown, change into something comfortable and for next 3-4
hours nothing will come here so just relax and get ready for final
assault. And to make her easy I removed my sari. She smiled and went
to bathroom and came out in night gown, which was very open and had a
few buttons to hold it. Her boobs caged in Victoria's secret (given
as Munh dikhai by her nandoi and my Jiju Ravi) were clearly visible.
I giggled and teased Chavi, `hey it is foul release these doves too'
and unsnapped her front open bra. Before she could understand I had
taken it out. My gaze went down and yes she was wearing panty too. I
threatened her, hey will you take it down or should my hands perform
this pleasant task and laughing I tried to lift her gown. She too
joined in laughter and said "Didi, why should I trouble you' and
removed her panty too. Meanwhile I had put some mild warm water in a
small tub and put some soothing salts. I told Chavi to sit on sofa
and put her feet inside the tub. It immediately had its effect. I put
some fresh beans in coffee percolator, ensured that all the heavy
drapes are pulled and switched of all the light except one soft blue
light. I poured coffee and two cups and handed over one to bride. She
said hey didi it looks different. I told it special as you are
special (it had to be because it was laced with liberal dose of
brandy). I rang up Chavi's house and her mom lifted. After greetings
I enquired about them Rupa and Sona and passed phone to Chavi. I
could see gleam in her eyes and message of thanks.

While she was talking I went back and started giving her a gentle
back rub. I started massaging her lean beautiful shoulders with some
gentle strokes. My hands were in constant touch, gliding down, using
my body weight. My finger tips were rubbing caressing all the right
points and soon she was totally relaxed. Now I moved to front and
opened her top buttons. She did express some resistance but by this
time she was talking with her bhabhi who was teasing her about
impending suhagrat. My now bolder hands were rubbing her front part
avoiding her boobs deliberately. She soon reconciled and started
enjoying that too. I slowly moved her gown over her boobs and they
were open. She had small but fully developed pair of boobs, hard firm
and nipples were prominently protruding. I sat next to her and
continued my massage. I was rubbing her lower back pushing my fingers
inside the gown. I will come down to base of spine and tease her
voluptuous ass and go up. I slowly came up and parted her gown giving
me a glimpse of her portals of love. But not at looking at it
nonchalantly my fingers stroked her thighs and went further down. It
did accidentally brush her genitals. I was using my one hand and
other was hugging her whispering sweet nothings in her ears. She had
put her head over my breast (which had come out of my gown). I slowly
made her incline and she kept her head in my lap. And as I spread my
legs her lips came directly over my exposed muff. I was now stroking
her long tresses. I was telling her, "Chavi in your in laws place you
must have somebody who is your confidante. I have gone through this
phase and I know how lonely it can be some times. House is full of
relatives but there are few friends." "Yes Didi you put it properly",
she whispered. Now my fingers were playing with her golden brown
jhants. Chavi you should clean it before you're …, you know. It may
be hard for you during …, but they are beautiful and hide a still
beautiful treasure", saying this I touched her labia. "Either you can
clean it or in the evening it can be done in the parlor", I
suggested. Yes didi. Her voice has become very faint. I parted my
legs further and my hand stroking her head pushed it now on my choot
and now her lips were touching me. Now my strokes had become bolder.
However, after stroking and teasing her vulva my hands went down and
started massaging her inner thighs and soon I could feel tension
melting away and she was at ease. I asked her Chavi do you take
pills. She admitted nahin didi. And my hand squeezed her cunt and
other came from head to fondle her boobs. I chided her, "are pagli,
to night itself you may become pregnant and after 9 months I will get
some neg as Bua but what about you. Ok just don't bother I have a
pill which can be started from any day and after your next period you
can take usual pills. This is time for enjoying chudai (while saying
this finger just parted her labia) children can come later. And while
talking about chudai, yes it will hurt but nothing like getting
fucked furiously on the first night. You are young and such a cute
bhabhi so just let me tell you that we should be prepared for chudai.
Use lube before, especially on the inner side" I told her about
preparation for tonight. We kept on talking and I told her everything
about me, Cheenu and even our jokes about me getting fucked by my
Jijus. She laughed and said, `but didi I don't have any jija'. I
laughed and squeezing her boobs said don't bother your nandoi will
fill this gap. She too laughed yes I enjoy the way Ravi Jiju talks,
but I think didi you had more claim over him. I pinched her choonchi
and said "salli aur salhaj ka barabar ka hak hota hai, and you will
be here so beware.' We shifted to bed, where she just curled in my
arms and we slept.

When I got up our gowns had vanished and we were just hugging each
other. It was already 3.30 and we had appointment at 4. I made tea
and woke her up. She looked at her and finding herself nude blushed.
She tried to cover herself but I pulled her gown saying ab bhabhi kya
chipana , I gave her tea and told her to get ready fast. Sudenely I
thought about something and indicating about her keasr kyari asked
hey bano iska kya hoga. She just smiled and said, let the parlor take
care of it too. I also wore a tight top and a hip hugging jean,
showing crack of my ass very clearly. When we were changing Chavi
looked at my 36d boobs and admired them. I pulled her hand and made
her squeeze them. I said hey don't bother ek baar mard ka hath
padegato tumhare bhi aise hi bade ho jayenge. She teased me sirf ek
mard ke hath say. I pinched her chootar and say don't forget your
nandoi.

I went out looking for Mausi and she was sleeping with my dad on one
side and bade mausa ji on other. I teased her, kyoun mausi ji ek sath
do do jija ke sath. And I realized I had rasied a hornets nest. She
told arre to tumhari kyounsulag rahi hai. And any way to morrow Neelu
and her husband will come so you can also sleep with two jija, but
let me share something it is really enjoyable , one from front and
other from behind. Meanwhile Chavi had also come out and was
listening to our ribald talks and smiling. Ravi Jiju came to drive us
to parlor. He complained to Mausi ji, `your daughter was using me as
driver and now your bahu is also using my services. Who will give my
fees?" I interrupted and said, `why don't you take it from your
salhaj and I am sure she will not say no. But Chavi was no less. She
answered back Rinu didi meri aur se bhi de dengi. I made Chavi sit
between me and Jija and when he started driving I told him Jiju now
you can take your fees. Soon we landed up at parlor. Treatment at
parlor was long and included Sona and complete body treatment. They
were covering not only face but other parts too like sandal treatment
for boobs, waxing etc. I told them not to leave any hair and Chavi
blushed. Ladies of parlor took away Chavi. I and Ravi also got facial
done. But still there was two hours time to kill. I suggested to
Jiju that there is a famous bakery nearby May by we can go there. He
agreed and said pastries there are famous but I blurted out, `I was
thinking about Cream Role." Before leaving suddenly I recalled
something and called parlor maid and handed over erotic perfume which
was given to me by Amit. I told them where to apply it and before
they dress her for tonight's big match.

Jiju drove me to pastry shop and parked it in a lonely corner. He
got 4 rum pastries and of course cream roles. I took one between my
lips and pressed in his mouth and he just kissed me. Soon we were
hugging, kissing, and biting each other. I was sitting in his lap and
his hands had wandered inside my top. His Lund was pressing in my
ass. I said kyon Jija today it wants to travel on choti line route.
He smiled and said your read my mind yes why not it is great fun and
with somebody who has such sexy ass. I giggled and said you know mom
has taught me that there are two types of men, some are boobs men and
some are ass men. Squeezing my boobs and pushing his Lund in my gaand
over the jeans he said and I am both types and your both assets are
so sexy Rinu when first time I saw I just wanted to fuck you, bugger
you holding your choonchi. But he could not translate this dream into
realty as there were some bikers parking there bikes next to our car.
Jija suggested that there are some ruins nearby and I recognized the
place at out skirt of city but not very far. We drove to that place.
Dusk has come and there was very dim light. We parked our car on the
farthest corner in the shadow of some monument. And now there was no
pretense. He was trying to undress me and so was me. But in the
confined space of car we were just not able to enjoy. Suddenly Jiju
looked at sugar cane field. Lush green, very tall sugarcanes, and
dense. And nearest village must have been 5-6 kilometers away. Jiju
looked at me and asked hey you are thinking same thing as me. I said,
yes I had heard about it but never tried it there.

He pulled me out and said let us fill this gap too in your
experience. We followed a pagdandi which was very narrow and after
travelling for considerable distance, jija took my hand and pulled me
inside. He had brought a set cover and spread it on ground. He broke
a few sugarcanes to make space and after removing my dress I lied
down. Jiju put his jeans under my chootar and I raised my long
slender legs over his shoulder. I spread it widely. I picked out a
tube of ky jelly from my jeans and handed it to him. Smilingly he
coated his supara with it and spread it on his thumb and index finger
too. He parted doors of my greedy hungry choot and covered it with
lube. And now with my well spread legs over his broad shoulders he
just pushed his Lund inside my wet and waiting choot. I was so hot
that I pushed my chootar too and in went his supara. I will not say
there was no pain but that was what my choot was longing for. Jija
crushed my choonchi with his handsome hand and holding it in one
stroke he shoved rest of his Lund. I responded with a wild push of my
chootar but still a scream almost came out but I bit my lip to stop
it. Jija was rubbing crushing my boobs and soon his lips also joined
the assault. One tit was being sucked devoured chewed and other was
being pulled and pinched. His other hand was flirting with my clit.
Soon I was moaning and although jija was not pushing but my chootar
were going up and I was whispering in his ears hey jija please dalo
no chodo Na. Soon he acceded to my request and he pulled out his
mighty huge Lund almost out and in one shove holding my slender waist
pushed it full. He has taken precaution to cage my lips with his. Ohh
it was a real joy but inspite of being fucked twice my choot was
feeling pierced by a sharp weapon.. Sting was there but so was
overpowering joy. I hugged him, scratched his back with my long nails
and we started doing chudai in full frenzy. Soon Jija changed
position. He took out my legs from his shoulders and pushed them to
my head almost making me double and started chudai again. He was
rotating his Lund inside my choot without moving it and base of his
Lund was rubbing my choot. His hands were grabbing my chootar and
soon one of his fingers moved to crack of my ass. It was teasing me
there just playing with my gaand. And suddenly with full thrust he
shoved it in. but my virgin gaand was so tight that with all his
might only tip entered. But it was enough to hurt me. I moved my head
side ways meaning no not there, But Jija was oblivious to it. He
brought half of Lund out and started fucking me in a slow rhythm. His
one finger was inside my gaand but his other hand pinched my clit and
I was so delirious that was begging him to do kas kar chudai. His
strokes become faster more powerful and I almost forgot finger in my
gaand. In this frenzy cover under me has been thrown away and now I
was on ground on earth. I could feel small pieces of dust and some
hard pieces piercing my soft skin, rubbing my chootar. But they were
only adding to joy. Force with which Jiju was fucking me was making
my body being pulverized against earth of sugarcane field. Soon Jiju
withdrew his finger and only then I realized presence of his finger,
He bit my tit and I bit my lips to stop scream and meanwhile he
pushed his thumb inside my gaand. Ouch pain was enormous and this
time he had put his full force so resisting all shyness and reserve
of my sphincter it went in. Before pain could register, he pinched my
clit too and I was mad. He was doing chudai like maniac and now his
thumb was also rotating inside my gaand and soon I came. I was
shivering, there ware waves but he did not stop and soon one wave
subsided he pulled out thumb from my gaand but pressed my clit very
hard and I came aging. I too pushed my finger inside crack of his ass
and he too came. Meanwhile we listened to some rustling of leaves.

Jiju hurried me and I just wrapped cloths over me and came out. Our
eyes had become used to darkness and Jiju told me to bend down and
peep. What I saw was so beautiful. There was a young village teen in
Ghaghara and choli and two boys. Her young choot was being fucked by
one boy while she was doing chussai of Lund of other. They were
totally oblivious to us. We came back to car and drove towards
parlor. Jiju squeezed my hand and said hey you saw that girl. I
smiled and said, yes I feel envious lucky girl ek sath do do lund ka
maja. How can she take two to gather? Jiju laughed and said don't be
jealous, I forgot to tell you, Neelu didi's call came today she will
be joining with her husband and may be tomorrow it may be you with
two Lund. I had brought out his raging Lund from pant and it was
still erect. Jiju pinched my chootar. I squeezed his Lund and
said, "Jiju it looks like that it will not spare your poor Sail's
gaand. And although you could not break the seal of my choot but my
gaand is still kori." Learning that, his Lund started jumping up in
my hand. I squeezed it hard and told Jiju can you make a promise. He
said sure anything for my sexy salli and kissed me. I said no first
you say yes I promise. He squeezed my choonchi and said yes I
promise. Gripping his Lund very hard, I said "Jiju I like it but
sometimes it hurts me too. I want that what ever hole you are taking
it may be my tight virgin gaand where I know it will hurt like hell,
even if it pains me, even if I scream and beg for mercy, even if you
tear and split me and even if I faint, I want all of it and I touched
it's base, saying right up to this place. It may hurt me tat time but
bad main job maja militia hai I can not tell you." As we had to leave
in rush I felt that some semen is still left in Jiju's Lund. I looked
at pastry left in car and an idea flashed in my mind. I took the
pastry in front of his Lund and started pumping it hard. He was
flabbergasted and said, hey Rinu what are you doing. I told him that
it is a known fact that if a man or woman eats something which has
been already tasted by other it adds to their luv. But another
magical belief is that if women is made to partake semen of somebody
after her marriage and before his virginity has been taken away she
will be enamored to that Lund and can not refuse it . Now I was
pumping vigorously. Ohh so it is for, he quizzed. Yes Your salhaj,
Chavi. Salli and Salhaj have same hak over Jiju. Yes and thinking
about his Salhaj he came in big spurts. I had thought that may be a
few drops would have been left but globs of thick white cum came out
and covered the pastry. Jiju said yes I must take her too. Laughingly
I put back it in his pant and said if you leave her then you are not
a perfect nandoi. We had reached the parlor. I enquired about Chavi
and they said it will take 10-15 minutes more as she is getting
dressed up for her suhagrat. Meanwhile I can get heena done in my
hands. I agreed. And what about perfume I wanted to know. Parlor maid
laughed and said it has been put 10 minutes back. Soon Chavi came
out. She was looking stunning. She was wearing a red passion colored
lenhga, tied well below her navel, her beautiful feet were colored
with mahavar which was still wet and there was silver anklet with 100
silver bells. Her choli was covering her small but perfect boobs and
it has rich embroidery. There was a Chunri over them but her oomph
was oozing out. Her face was adorned with full bridal makeup. I could
see a bulge in Jiju's pant. I thanked parlor maids and we left. But
suddenly I remembered something and asked hey what happened to kesar
kyari. She laughed and said it is clean now and Chavi blushed.

When we returned back as my heena was still wet, I sat in the back
alone and made Chavi sit in the front with Jiju. She too was sitting
with extended hands as her finger nails were drying. She teased me
and said, "Didi where you went with nandoi ji." I told that Jiju had
offered me some good pastries. But Chavi was in mood, she
commented "I thought it would have been something else. And she
complained to Ravi, Jiju you make discrimination between Salli and
salhaj. You give her so many things but for get your salhaj." I told
Jiju to offer pastry to his salhaj. As Chavi could not use her
fingers she opened her mouth wide. I joked, Jiju she how wide salhaj
has opened, now it is time for you to push it, dal do na Jija ek baar
main salhaj ki... and Ravi took the pastry and put it in her greedy
mouth. Of course it was mouthful and only in the second attempt she
could gobble the whole rum pastry. When I looked at her a saw that a
big glob of cum was on her pink lips. I told Chavi, Hey Bhabhi some
icing is still on your lips why don't you lick it with your tongue.
She brought her silken pink tongue and very erotically licked it.

After that she looked it in the rear mirror and said ohh Didi some
pastry is on my check how will I clean it. I laughed and said what
for is your nandoi. He complained but I am driving my hands are not
free. I goaded him so use your lips and tongue. Chavi too offered her
gore gore gall and Jija not only cleaned it but kept on kissing. I
warned him; hey mare bahiya ke mall pe hath saaf kar rahe ho. But
Chavi supported Ravi and came to his defense and said, jisaki bahan
ko nahin choda uski bibi ko bakhsane ka matlab nahin hai. We kept on
teasing each other and soon reached home.

We were slightly late for ceremony of `Kangan Chudana" (untying of
knots which are tied in the hands of bride and groom, Bhabhi of groom
unties it and only after that ok they can indulge in fucking so it is
real granting of license and as meaning is know to everybody there is
a lot of bawdy songs and jokes). Rashmi Bhabhi was ready . She said
Rinu khud to chudvane main lagi rahti ho yahan becahri Chavi ki koi
chinta nahin. I giggled and said no bhabhi I had taken my young
bhabhi to get ready for that only, I know how much she is waiting for
that, koi baat nahin I crooned to Chavi, Sajan se tumhara milan hoga
Dulahan thodi dheer dharo. Madhu Bhabhi joined singing arre kasi
choot main lund hoga Chavi thodi dheer daharo. Ritual was performed.
Groom too was brought. There was a play of jua where a ring is thrown
in the water and both bride and groom tried to get it. Of course my
bhabhis were supporting Chavi so she won all the three times and they
said to him that he will have to become now pakka joru ka gulam.
Madhu Bhabhi asked Adi hey raat ke match ka kanha intezzam kiya hai.
Adi giggling said, there was no room as there are so many guests so
it has been done in kitchen. We had put a cot, I hope Chavi Bhabhi
will enjoy it there. I could feel some gloom on Chavi's face. I
told them ok I and Jiju are taking them to dinner to Taj and
meanwhile get everything ready, I think kitchen is good as there
are all types of lubricants so Chavi Bhabhi can choose if she wants
to use mustard oil or ghee or even butter and if she gets tired she
can take some replenishments too. Rashmi Bhabhi added and some of the
windows can not be closed so one can peep and give encouragement..
(In fact I and Jiju had taken a bridal suite in Taj for them but it
was to be a surprise)Mausi Ji rebuked us for teasing Chavi and we
left for dinner. I told mom that my friend Nutan has met and she was
complaining. So after dinner I will go to her house and stay there.
She said ok but come back in the morning soon.

We had been allotted a sit in the corner. I left love birds alone
and took away Jiju. We went to bridal suit. It was decorated with
jasmine and roses. Bridal suit's roof is made up of solid mirrors
and there are huge dressing tables. On the table were two silver
glasses with milk and some herbs. There was famous palang tod pan too
in sliver tray and some Madan Modaks in another tray. He was enjoying
it and said Rinu your arrangements are perfect. I hugged him and
kissing on his lips asked but Jiju please promise me one thing. He
quizzed and asked but I insisted no first you say yes Rinu I will do
it, only then I will tell you.

Adult story in relation - Bhabhi ne choti sister ko chudvaya

Jab may nay bhabhi ki ass fucking kar raha tha tabhi uski choti sister school say waha aa gai or usnay hamko dekh liya or wo bedroom ke bahar chali gai. or phir thodi der bad may or bhabhi bedroom ke bahar aaye to wo sofa per bethi hui thi usnay hamko dekh kar kaha ki tum kya kar rahay the to bhabhi nay kaha ki tumharay jiju jo nahi karte wo may nay iske pass karvaya. to usnay kaha ki may jiju ko bol dungi per bhabhi ghabray bager kehnay lagi ki koi bat nahi, may bhi tumhari sari bate janti hu to wo boli ki kesi bate to kehnay lagi ki tum bath room may roj kya karti ho apni pussy ko rab karke usmay ungli roj karti ho ke nahi yeh sunkar wo ghabra gai, to phir bhabhi nay confidance may aa gai or kehnay lagi ki tum chaho to tumbhi maje lay sakti ho muje koi problem nahi hay yeh sunkar may khus ho gaya ki chalo ek sath do chut chodnay ko milegi or ek to vergin hay.

Phir bhabhi uskay pass jakar beth gai or uskay school uniform ka skirt bahut choda tha utha kar diya to may dekh kar heran ho gaya ki uski penty ek dam bhigi hui thi. to bhabhi nay kaha ki abhi tum kya kar rahi thi hamko dekh dekh kar apni pussy rab kar rahi thi na. or kaha ki chalo aaj tum bhi pura maja lay lo. or uski pussy ko rab karnay lagi yeh dekh kar mera lund phir khada hogaya or may sofa ke piche khade hokar uskay bade bade tight boob ko dabanay laga. ab wo bhi masti may aanay lagi ek taraf bhabhi uski pussy ko suck kar rahi thi or dusri taraf may boobs ko daba raha tha uskay boob bahut hi tinght or mote thay. phir wo boli ke plz mere boobs ko suck karo phir may sofa per aakar beth gaya or suka shirt udar diya or uskay boob so suck karnay laga uskay boob ko suck kar kar ek dam red ho gaya or uski pussy nay bhi pani chod diya tha ab wo ekdam hot ho chuki thi. may uskay sare badan ko suck kar raha tha. phir may nay apna pent utara or mera mota or lamba lund uskay mouth may dene ki kosis karnay laga to wo mana karnay lagi per manay kaha ki jab tak tum isko suck nahi karogi yeh tumhari pussy may janay say inkar kareka so pleas isko suck karo. phir wo mere lund ko suck karnay lagi or muje bahut maja aanay laga. ab may uski pussy ko suck kanay laga phir ek bar uski pussy nay pani chod diya.

Phir bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer jaldi karo varna koi aa jayega ab yeh ekdam taiyar hay apna cock iski pussy may dalo. ab bhabhi bhi puri tarah nude thi or wo bhi apni pussy may fingring kar rahi thi or apni sister ko bol rahi thi ki chato meri pussy ko tumharay jiju to isko chatey hi nahi hay yeh muje bahut paresan karti hay. to may nay bhabhi ko kaha ki tumhay jab bhi apni pussy or sare badan ko chatvana ho to muje yaad karlay na may aapkay sare badan ko massage or chatunga. to woli ha zaror may ab tumsay hi apnay badan ki malish or suck karvaungi. tum yeh kam may bahut expert ho. or kaha ki chalo ab iski pussy ki payas buja do. yeh bhi bath room may ja ja kar apni pussy ko rab karti or fingring karti hay to wo boli ke didi may to jiju or aapko rat ko sex karte dekh kar hi yeh sab sikhu hu or meri pussy may fingring dalti hu. ab mujsay iski khuzli bardast nahi ho ti didi aap kuch karona. to bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer jaldi karo. phir may nay usko sofa per hi leta diya or uskay ass ke nichi bhabhi nay ek pilo rakha kyuki wo abhi virgin thi. or muje kaha ki sameer chalo or wo uskay mouth ke pass jakar apni pussy uskay mouth per rakh di or kehnay lagi ki tum isko suck karo. may apna lund uski pussy ke samnay rakha or andar karnay la per uski pussy bahut hi tight thi wo andar nahi ja raha tha yeh dekh kar bhabhi nay kaha.

Ki thoda zor lagao manay zor lagaya per wo andar nahi gaya to bhabhi nay kaha ki tumhara bahut mota hay manay aaj tak itna mota lund xxx movie may bhi nahi dekha hay. or wo waha say khadi hui or bedroom may say creem lekar aai or thoda mera lund per lagaya or thoda apni sister ki pussy per or rab kiya or phir kaha ki ab apnay cock dalo. may phir say try kiya or mera thoda cock uski pussy may gaya to wo ronay lagi ki muje dard ho raha hay to bhabhi nay kaha ki kuch nahi hoga or uskay leep per apnay leep rakh diye or muje ishara kiya ke ab dalo to manay ek zordar dhakka diya or sara lund uski virgin pussy may dal diya wo chikh padi per bhabhi ke leeps honay say uski aawaz nahi nikli per uskay aashu nikal gaye wo ronay lagi. to bhibhi nay kaha ki kuch der tum yuhi raho iski chut choti or thight hay isli.phir may karib 5min yuhi raha or phir move honay laga ab usko bhi maja aanay laga or wo bhi responce dene lagi or kehnay lagi ki zor say or zor say kai dino say may may kisi ke pass fuck karvanay ki soch rahi thi per koi muje mila hi nahi ek bar manay apnay leeftman ke samnay bhi apnay boobs batay the ki yeh dekh kar wo muje fuck kare per uski wife waha aa gai. mere bf ko bhi kaha tha per uska lund to bahut chota tha tumhara realy may bahut sexy or mota lund hay abmay iske pass hi chuvaungi. phir may 15min storck laganay ke bad pani chodnay wala tha to bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer bahar pani nikalna to may nay foran apna lund bahar nikala or uskay mouth may apna pani chod diya or uskay kaha ki tumhari pehli chudai ka juice tum pee jao to wo sara mera pani pee gai or kaha ki bahut testy hay.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

A sexi College Girl - Never used sex toys

Vinod was a little frustrated that Chandra was taking so long to respond to his attention. He was accustomed to quicker success. He knew she was aware of his reputation, both scholastically and as a lover. Just thinking about her handsome, exotic face, with its huge eyes and dark lips made him squirm. Add to that those huge Mummay, and wide hips, and he felt hardness start in his lunD. Why couldn't she just surrender like the college girls?

He had scheduled them to work together today, but when that Choot Nisha disappeared, had rearranged things. Now he was here in the camp alone, cleaning up some of the paperwork required by the foundation, and waiting to give her hell when she got back. The nerve, to foul up his plans. She had always been so trustworthy, so dependable. What the hell could have happened to her?

He heard a small cough from the flap of his tent, and turned in his flimsy chair. It was Chandra, and his heart skipped. "Hi, Vinod. Kia Nisha ko kahi Daikha hai main kab se uss ko Dondh rahee hoon?"

"Nah, who abhi Wapis nahi aai , pata nahi kia baat hai itni dair who kabhi nahi bahra rahi ...." The girl still hadn't come in the tent, just stood there in the opening, bent over, showing him a little cleavage, her hip thrust to the side provocatively. Uh unh. Sexy gal. Just wait, baby.

She asked "hum ko uss se khoojna chaahiye ?" He tried to look like he was considering it, rather than ogling her shape. "Nah, I think we'd have found her already if she was hurt or something. My guess is she was exploring some theory she picked up from the stone. She reads the damn language so well, it's scary." He had seen Chandra and Nisha talking together often, and didn't want to sound too harsh. He thought the Choot was trying something on her own to cut him out. Goddamn post- docs. Ambitious as hell.

Chandra shrugged, and dropped the flap. "main Jara Dariya tak walk karne ja rahee hoon, ho sakta hai Nisha wahan Swim kar rahee ho, Garmi bahut hai main bhi Nahna loon gi "He had the feeling she teased him sometimes, though he couldn't imagine why. That was close enough to an invitation, though, and he yelled, "Wait,main bhi aa reha hoon." He grabbed his pith helmets and scrambled out of the tent, as her swinging hips disappeared into the jungle. He stumbled after her, and didn't catch her until they were down at the river bank, and she was shucking off her shirt.

On an expedition like this, the niceties of civilization were often abandoned, and bathing was one example. It was normal for everyone to bathe nude, both male and female. Good form required never leering, though he had never gotten the full hang of that. He found beautiful women impossible to ignore. He had seen Chandra' s charms several times, and never tired of ogling her, as carefully as possible. He had a feeling she had noticed, but she never mentioned it.

As the Chandra pushed off her pants on the shore, her back to him, revealing those full hips and nice legs, he remembered seeing Nisha the other day at the same spot. He had never realized what a neat body the usually reserved woman possessed. Nice big tits, long legs and a trim, taut midsection. With her hair released and wet, she gave a wholly different impression than usual. Might try that mousy little thing when I get finished with Chandra, he had thought. Might be a good one-nighter.

He watched as the dark skinned girl stroked into the water, admiring her gaanD. She avoided any eye contact, though, so after getting no encouragement to join her, he yelled "main bhi aa reha hoon Chandra . Careful now." He started stumbling through the jungle again, and must have taken a wrong course, because he happened into a glade with a stream that fed the river, and lo and behold, there was Nisha.

His first thought was relief that she was okay. Last thing I need is to lose anyone. Then he started to chew her out about her absence. "oh Nisha tum kahan thi hum sab peraishan the? Sara Program sara schedule got screwed up. I....." Then he stopped as he noticed a subtle change in her appearance.Her hair was down, and looked darker and wavier, as though it had been oiled all the way. He thought he saw hints of eye makeup, and dark lipstick. Even though it was light, it gave her a completely new appearance, much prettier, even beautiful. And her blouse was gaping open, and she wore no bra. He could see the profile of her nipples in the thin cotton of her shirt. Even her expression was different, no pursed lips and pinched eyes, but an open, smiling look.

"ohh Nisha tum kissi beauty parlor gai thi. You look great." She grinned at him, and if he didn't know her better, he'd have said it was a seductive invitation. "Why thanks, Vinod. I'm glad to see you too. I was exploring a cave I found, but it turned out to be empty." He saw her eyes look back at the way he had come, and asked "Were you swimming, Vinod? Is that Chandra I hear? Naughty boy." She was holding his eyes, something she never did, and he felt a sudden rush of desire. Shit, two weeks without a piece of gaanD, why not.

"Sorry it didn't turn out, Nisha. Listen, this is a nice spot, huh? Why don't we take a break, swim a little." She grinned wickedly, he thought. "Why Vinod, the water's only a foot deep. Do you want to get naked with me?" He felt a fast flush of heat at her boldness. "Um, kia soch rahe ho,Sharam aa rahee hai Kia??" She still held his eyes. " Her eyes seemed to burn into him as he watched her start to strip. The old Nisha would have raced, anxious to get it over with and jump in the water, covering herself. But now, she unbuttoned the blouse very slowly, pausing with each loosening to pull the edges apart, revealing more and more fullsome titflesh. He felt his lunD surge. When she reached the last button, she pulled the cloth out of her pants, but still didn't reveal herself fully.

"Tiyar ho , Vinod? Tum ko achay lage na." She cupped her globes through the thin cotton, lifting them, making the outline of the nipples even more obvious. "Tum uss din inn ko bahut ghoor rahe the na bolo,didn't you? Weren't you surprised at your staid little student?" She shrugged off the shirt, let it slither to the ground. Her chest was arched, and he gasped at the wonderful pair of tits pleasing his gaze.They were full, large, and rounded, with nice pouty, red nipples, already taut. He felt his mouth water, and began tearing his own shirt off. She murmured "jara sabar se Jan ,bahut Jaldi hai Meri laine ki?" He could hardly believe his ears, and his eyes. Nisha had become a sensual, bold woman, overnight. He slowed down, but revealed his thin, well muscled torso. "Mmmm, abhi jara intijar karo abhi mere Badan ke Jalwe daikhoo, Vinod."

She worked her tennis shoes off as she unbuckled the belt of her pants. His ears were roaring with the slow erotic way she was showing him her fantastic body. She began easing the pants down over her hips, one side at a time, and suddenly he saw coal black pubic hair just at the waistband. She paused there, watching him gasp. Chuckling, she pushed further, and the whole triangle was exposed, rich and full, puffy Chootlips outlined by the fuzzy bush.ohh her Choot lips are vibrating opening and Closing Inviting his hard lunD to cum deep inside. He almost gagged as he unbuckled his own pants.

She slowly leaned down as she lowered the pants to her feet, and stepped out of them. The movement made those full boobs hang and move pendulously, and the rigid nipples profiled against her fair skin. His lunD was hard as a rock, and he had trouble getting his pants over it. She almost seemed to laugh at his frantic tearing at the pants. She just stood there, hands on her hips, a knee pointed in sensuously, until he finally got them off. He took a step toward her, but she whispered "Nahi jan nahi bas mujhe nahte howe daikhoo."

She turned her body toward the stream keeping her head looking over her shoulder at him, and her eyes locked to his. She took three steps into the gurgling water, swinging her hips blatantly. Then her gaanD lowered very slowly, the muscles flexing, into the shallow water. Her body ended up sideways, and she began splashing water gently on her face, then her boobs, rubbing herself and further exciting him.

"Oh kitna tandha pani hai ummmm bahut Sexy lag reha hai mere garam Jisam par yeh pani ummmm tum ko acha lag reha hai yeh sab daikhna?" He was gasping, and couldn't answer. She laughed throatily, and reclined fully, straightening her legs, so the water level barely covered her. She still held his gaze, the erotic smile beginning to fill his mind. Her black Choot was just above the surface, but the dampness made it mat to her pouty pubic bone, and her hand drifted down to the top of her Choot.

"oh main apni choot ko masal rahee hoon,Vinod. Oh yeh daikho kitni garam or Gili ho rahee hai Meri Choot ummmmm. Iss ko aik majboot lunD chaahiye jo uski khoob Chudai kary iss ki sari Masti nikal de ohhhhhhhhhhhhh" He could see her hand moving gently, and almost unconsciously began stroking his lunD.

"Oh no dear, nahi yeh na karo Mera yeh Munh kiss liye hai aao apne lunD ko mere munh main de do aoooo. Daikho meri Choot bhi tumhari Juban ( tounge) ka intijar kar rahee hai aoo ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm." and stumbled into the water beside her. He splashed her, and she gave a low, soft squeal. He plopped noisily down beside her, reaching for her tits. Their firmness amazed him, rising so boldly off her chest. How could he have missed those amazing boobies for the last two years? She twisted him firmly to recline with his hips near her face, and his own head near her Choot.

She began edging her knee up, revealing the cleft of pink flesh between the folds of her Choot. He couldn't take his eyes off the gorgeous, puffy mound as it opened to his gaze, even as his hands kept kneading her titties. She rolled nearer to him, and he felt her hand wrap around his jumping lunD. "Vinod. Chato na meri Choot, apni juban se daikho kitni gili hai meri choot , lo ab main tumhara Mota lunD kha rahee hooooo."

He felt warm breath on the sensitive head of his throbing lunD, and then the warm, wet pair of lips surround it. Her head was just at the water's surface as she slowly drew more and more into her mouth as his gaping face stared with fascinated anticipation. She took it all in smoothly, and he groaned with the complete enclosure of his lunD inside her hungry mouth. He felt her swallow, twitching at the head, and jumped with pleasure. Equally slowly, she let it leave her mouth.

"aao jan iss Randi ki choot chato naaa." Reluctantly, his eyes left their view of this vixen with his member hanging at her mouth, and he buried his face in her crotch. There was already moisture there, and he could smell a heady, musky odor of her cream. It was intoxicating. His tongue flicked out to the top of her hairy crease, and he felt her hips jump slightly as he butterflyed at her stiff little button. And it did taste marvelous.

He felt her take his lunD into her throat again, and the vacuum she was making. He was giddy with the sensual excitement of this warm, wet jungle embrace. He started to slavishly lick and suck at her Choot lips trying to enter her tunnel and hit the clitty. Her mouth was pistoning nicely on his lunD, sending thrills back to his balls, and into his groin. He heard a muffled groan, and realized it was his own. Her top leg was thrown over his shoulder now, and his tongue could get two inches into her Choot easily. His own hips started pumping at her thrusting mouth.

He felt her hands moving over him, spreading water on his legs, his stomach, his chest, although she never stopped her mouth's firm fucking on his lunD. He reached behind her to her gaanD cheek, squeezing it, marveling at the feel of her wet flesh. He tried to keep eating at her Choot, but was starting to feel spasmodic tingling in his lunD. His mind was whirling and out of control. He could sense the pressure building in his balls. Through the roaring in his head, he heard her soft, seductive voice.

"Mmmm, bas jann aab tum ne apni Randi Choot main aag lag gai hai aao Meri Choot ki bhook apne Moote lunD se mita do, kia tumhara mun nahi kar reha iss Randi ko chodne ko apna lunD iss Garam chikni choot ki gehrai main dalne ko Apni Jawani ka Rus meri Choot ki gehrai main behrne ko aao meri choot ko bhar do aao." She crawled out of the stream, pulling him with her. Her ggressive sexuality amazed the small part of his brain still outside the haze of surging desire boiling there. He was ready to do anything to get off with this suddenly exciting woman.

She pushed him down to the floor of matted leaves, and crouched over him, straddling his hips. "tum ne mujhe kiss nahi kia umm, Vinod. Tumhara lunD abhi mere munh main tha abb tumhari juban mere munh main doo." He saw her lovely face leaning down to him, getting closer and closer. Her breasts were cushioned on his chest as she whispered

"bas aise hi reho maja lo mere apni iss Randi ke Jisam ka." Her lips touched his softly, and he soared with desire. He felt her tongue tickle gently around his mouth, and every contact launched tingles of pleasure. He was gasping, and she lifted away, a smile of erotic conquest on her face. He had never felt so drawn to any woman.

Then she crushed her mouth to his, her tongue lancing deep into his sucking throat, and a surge of sensation rattled his fevered mind. For as she kissed him passionately, her hand was moving his Lundhead firmly up and down her Chikni gili Choot.My god, she was raping him, and he loved it. He could feel the sensitive skin of his lunD touching her clitty, surrounded by her labia, then back to the clit again. Each time, he felt lubrication, and the movement was oily and smooth. He was wildly dueling with her tongue, and his hands rested on her hips. He pulled his face away, and groaned,

"oh, Nisha, Andar daloo naaa uff jaldi jaldiii plzzzzzzzz." She grinned that evil, sexy way as she let just the head enter her. Her eyes were locked to his as she straightened, watching him moan with his need. Her titties were undulating gently, and she closed her eyes.

"Tiyar ho jao Tum ne zindgai main aisi Chudai kabhi nahi kii ho gi ,,Sari jindagi yeh maja yaad rakho gayiss Randi ki Choot tum ka aaj soorag ka Maja de gi." She began to sink gently on his hard throbing lunD and he almost screamed as his jumping lunD eased into her Choot hole.He felt her puffy Chootlips press into his pubic hair as she fully enclosed him inside her. His hands reached up to her boobs, squeezing them, and she covered them with her own, pulling his grip even tighter. She helped him maul and knead at her flesh as she began to rise.

" daikho Randi ki Choot kitni Kasii ki tight hai na !!! daikho kaise kha rahee hai Tera lunD ummmm" She hissed in Passaion. Just as he thought she would leave, she sunk back down, supporting her fucking Choot with her knees beside his hips. "Mmmmm, Jaan tumhara lunD kitna Garam kitna Motaa ummm ufff maaaaaa oieeee meri choot main kitna deep ufff,,, abb tum mere ho mera jisam tumhara hai aab jab chaho jahan chaho mere jisam ke har part ka maza le sakte ho , mera Munh meri Choot meri gaanD mera har Soorakh tumhare liye hai , abb lo apni Randii ki kasi choot ka maza."

She started rising and falling in a slow rhythm, grunting quietly each time the point of her pubic bone hit the base of his lunD, punching her clit. As she pulled up, he could feel her rubbing it against the top of his lunD, and she seemed to be creaming constantly, making his pistoning inside her smooth and easy. He could hear himself groaning, as though from a distance. He strained up to her each time she sunk sensuously onto him, and the stimulation was powerful and wild. He felt her lean into the pressure of his hands on her succulent globes.

The intensity of her fucking began to increase, both the speed and the force. He felt himself rising toward red hot pleasure, when suddenly she pulled his hands away from her tits and pinned his wrists on the ground. "Suckle my titties, Vinod. Lick them, taste them. Aren't they nice?" He felt a nipple graze his mouth, and his tongue leaped out to flick at the tip, and then the flesh pressed into his lips, and he sucked violently. She groaned with enjoyment.

She let him eat at one of the big mounds for a time, then twisted the other to his hungry lips. Still the pace of her hips fucking his jumping lunD speeded up, and fire was raging in his groin, pressure building in his rampaging lunD. He was lost in her body, his mind dull as passion overcame any rational surprise at Nisha's sensuality. She seemed to sense his abandonment of his soul to her, and began even more frantic humps on his lunD, whispering "haan chodo mujhe bhar do meri choot apne lunD ke Rus se Bahrrrr doooo lay. Le ,,, layyy!!!!!layy layy uffff maaa!!!."

His hips lurched up into each of her thrusts, and became spasmodic, as the need for release bloomed in his lunD. She was urging him on, murmuring "ohhhh aa haan haan urggg maaaaaa teraaa Lundddddd arggggg" in the same rhythm as her fucking. He surrendered to the roaring power of her Choot, and felt an orgasm begin unlike any in his life. Flushes blossomed all over his body. Stinging pleasure erupted in his lunD, and he felt a torrent rise from his balls and burst out of his Burning lunD.

"Aaaagh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh." His first shot exploded, and he felt a new kind of heat and wetness around his lunD inside her. He was frozen with his hips pushing up to full penetration. Then she pushed him back down, and he felt another massive jolt of climax, accompanied by another shot of his spunk. More heat, more liquid. And something else, a weakening, a sense of his vitality transferring to her, sucked from him like his sperm. He humped again, and another jet fired out. He opened his eyes, and found her staring at him, a funny look of surprise, elation, and triumph lighting her face, the most erotic and attractive expression he had ever experienced.

In his mind, she became all he could ever want, the ultimate woman, the perfect Rundi. He relaxed as he felt her twitching Choot nipping at the base of his lunD, her own orgasm causing contraction around him. Her body was arched as she moaned with guttural growls of completion. God, she was gorgeous. He blanked out, and surfaced to find her nestled to him, her wet Choot against his hip, her lips crooning in his ear softly.

"Vinod, Meri Jan maja aya Chudai ka umm Mmmmmm." Her hand was moving over his groin, down to his softened lunD, and he could still smell her musky Choot perfume. He felt her lips sucking at his ear. Wonder filled hi

Shaitan ki Pujaran Part II

Fingers entered her Choot and her gaanD roughly, quickly, and almost lifted her as her body was filled. Spurts of wonderful sensation emanated from the penetration. The fingers began to move in urgent, spasmodic pushes, and she groaned in response, trying to move her groin to increase the power of it. Something probed her mouth, and she felt an enormous tongue enter between her lips, and sucked on the wet, probing instrument as her own licked at its rough texture. Her arms dropped to his head and she pulled it to her so their lips locked together, as his hands increased the speed and strength of their movements in her bottom. The tongue was almost into her throat, but she swallowed and gasped with passion.

Suddenly and cruelly, he pulled away. She stood with her arms empty, staring at him, gaping with disappointment, wanting more. But she heard the voice say "Mere lunD ki Pooja karo." She fell to her knees, staring at his lunD. It was firmer now, sloping out from the dark pubic bone. The head was peeking out of the foreskin, the tiny slit moist. She exhaled as she leaned toward it, and licked gently at the drop of cloudy juice. It tasted bitter and tart. Her mouth opened as she raised a hand to push it upwards, and felt it jerk as she surrounded the first inch with her lips. As she closed around the tube, her hand reached down and began to diddle her clitty again, and she sucked his lunD into her mouth.

XGirl had never sucked a lunD before, but this felt natural and marvelous. Blood vessels pulsed as it stiffened further, and her tongue laved at the textured skin of the head, tasting more of his essence. She sunk more of it into her, breathing through her nose, smelling a powerful, savage male perfume. She pushed harder, forcing it down her throat, feeling the blood flowing, and her free hand reached around to pull his hips to her. It closed her airway as it entered her almost to it's full length, and she let it out, tongue still lapping firmly.

The male flesh hardened as she began moving so it fucked her mouth. She felt her stomach soar as her hips writhed with the pleasure she was giving this fantastic creature. Shaitan ka Pujari. Her master. Her lover. It was pistoning inside her, and her mouth seemed to water with the taste and wonder of this act. She lifted her eyes and caught his look of excitement, of control, and of enjoyment. She pulled away slightly so all there was in her mouth was the head, and sucked it fiercely, hearing little sounds her mouth was making as it ministered to him.

But he suddenly humped fully into her, and even as she choked, she felt a gush of liquid jetting into her throat. She swallowed, but its volume was too much, and she felt it dribbling out of her lips. It was the same tart taste, but stronger, and more compelling. She smiled avidly, opening her mouth as another spurt fired over her tongue. Then a hand in her hair pulled her face away, and a spray jumped into her eyes. He is cumming his throbbing lunD is spurting hot white thick Cream on Her Beauitful Sex Face began dripping down to her nose, and she grinned her own evil pleasure at his debasement. Her bottom was on fire.

He was breathing hard, and she nuzzled to his groin, kissing lightly at the ball sack, the base of his lunD, his abdomen. There was still some leaking, and she pressed her face to it, further smearing his jism on her cheeks and lips. It was as though she wanted herself covered with his essence, surrendering to his defiling capture of her soul. Dimly, she saddened that this might be the end of her seduction.

The hand in her hair pulled her upright. "Main koi insann nahi hoon , issi liye meri Shakti bhi Insaan se bahut jaiyada hai Issi liye Jiss tarha main tujhe chodon ga uss tarha koi bhi Insaan nahi chod sake ga orr ajj ke baad tumhari Choot main mere lunD se Chudwane ki aag baDh'tee rahegee ,, teri choot rooj mere lunD ko pukare gi,XGirl." He was sneering at her, and covered her white thick Juicey mouth with his, the thick tongue moving between her lips. She felt his lunD against her belly, still stiff. Her heart soared. What now, she wondered, but tingled with desire to experience whatever it would be. He had to take her, use her. She cried out in the dim cavern " Mujjhe chod ,,, chod Mujhayyyyy , chod de Meri Chooottt ,,, UMmmmmeeeeeee....."

He lifted her easily to the altar, positioning her legs on the forks of the "Y', so she was splayed open, her Choot exposed to the mirror now. As his hands wandered over her titties, and her fevered skin, the mirror showed the pink flesh between the labia, and the matting of black pubic hair from the moisture of her desire. She spread her arms again, offering herself, waiting breathlessly. Her hips were wantonly undulating, trying to invite his rape.

She saw his face between her legs, his tongue licking over his mouth as he stared at her needy, twisting body. His hands were on her thighs, pressing and kneading. The fierce head began to lower, and she realized his mouth and that powerful tongue were nearing her raging Choot. Oh, he's going to eat my Choot, she thought. Jaldii karro jaldi. She humped to him, and hissed " meri Choot Chattttt,ummm essss."

His lips seemed to smack to her foaming Choot, locking it inside his mouth, and she groaned and writhed with the stimulating thrill of it. She felt the tongue, first entering deeply into her wet tunnel, then coming up to her love button. " ummm Maaaaa ,, ummm , Maaaa ,, offff uffff arghhhhhhhh." Her mind was whirling with the feeling of floating in a sea of passion. The tongue kept up its movement, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her groin. Her Choot seethed with heat, and the tongue fucked vigorously into her, amazingly deep. Her hands wrapped in her hair, as she groaned with sensual awakening.

She felt his hands squeezing the folds of her Choot together, increasing the friction of his tongue as it rampaged in her tight Choot. Each flick of her clit sent stars whirling in her mind, and she thought she heard him growling heavily as she heaved into his face with legs taut and shaking. But his eating became harder and faster, sending her into a roaring fog of want.

Even without experience of it, she knew orgasm was near. " Abb chod mujhe Apne lunD se ,, chod mujhayyy chod dayyy naaaa, aaaa Meri choot ka BlatKar karo , Pharr dayy meri Choot ummm." He rose, the evil grin wider, the look of desire and conquest grossly exciting to her frantic mind. In the mirror, she saw the wanton woman begging for his monsterous member. XGirl Verma, a Randi . " haan jaldi chod , chod ummm ,,sssssssssss."

He had hurled his massive lunD into her heedless of pain or speed, but all she felt was gratitude at the stinging sensation of vibrant wonder. The base punched her clitty, making it the focal point of her flaring heat. Tides of thrilling feelings almost drove her unconscious as he began to thrust and thrust, all the way back out with each stroke. The stretching of her flesh was unbearably sweet, as though her Choot was able to adapt perfectly to his huge lunD. She could feel every inch, every ridge, every part of his lunD as it pummeled her unmercifully, the careless savagery of it adding to her rising need.

She began to babble mindlessly as he fucked, reaching out fruitlessly, twisting and bending and humping. "Ungh, ungh, ohhh uffff urrrmphh, rfff. chod chod , umm chod." She felt on a high plateau of goodness, soaring in carnal delight. Her hands began pulling and pinching her titties as her eyes closed, and a whirlpool started spinning in her red hazed mind. His hands were pressing on her groin, pushing in firmly, making her clitty pulse and twitch with each of his powerful strokes.

The whirlpool tightened and tightened, spinning faster, as she writhed to his pistoning lunD. Her eyes snapped open and widened, staring at his leering face, now grotesque in its concentration. He slowed his thrusts, but increased the force of them, driving with incredible power. She couldn't breathe, as the whirlpool concentrated itself into a tiny dot of fantastic intensity, and then an explosion of rhapsodic sweetness burst in her soul. She knew what it was.

" oieee Maaa , oieeeeee Maaa urggggggg oofffff." Her head was twisting as her hands punched and tweaked at her boobs, her tingling nipples. The climax took over her body, sending raging pangs of lust ringing through her. It was a glorious release of a dam of pleasure, thrilling her to her depths. His mighty lunD kept up its spasmodic penetrations, each time spinning another thrill into her groin. Suddenly he froze, buried deep in her ovaries. She felt red hot liquid filling her, over filling, leaking out onto her gaanDhole. He thrust again, and she felt more of his spunk jet into her Choot. The rivulet coming out became a stream, as her own hips raised to keep him buried. His sperm was puddling on the stone, she let her rear end sink back onto it, and wiggled to coat her gaanD.

XGirl was almost out of her mind. Her release was so welcome and complete she surged up to wrap her arms around his shoulders and locked her lips to his, her tongue shooting into his mouth as deeply as she could make it go. Her legs were still resting on the stirrups of the altar, and she heaved them around his waist, still humping her hips onto his lunD. The explosion roared on and on. Her clitty felt like a ball of excitement. As she felt his tongue lash with hers, and his mouth suck hers, she groaned with joy.

Their kiss went for what seemed like hours, though it was only minutes. She began to feel giddy and weak, and finally collapsed back onto the altar, returning her legs to the stirrups. She felt his lunD exit her Choot with a loud squish, and a jet of his jism fired onto her tits and her belly. She held his eyes as she rubbed it into her skin, finally licking the residue with her tongue. He laughed at her pleasure, but she thought he approved her licentiousness.

Her climax was over, though her body still tingled. She was aware of the stickiness of his spunk as it dried on her heated skin, but it was all part of this incredible experience. Just as she thought their fucking might be over, she felt his hands pull at her gaanD cheeks, and his lunD probed between the firm globes of her Sexy Round gaanD He is going to Fuck her Tight gaanD " oh uffff ohhhhhhhhhhh hayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy oieee maaaaaa ,,

Apni Randi ki gaanD Marni hai um mm ,Mar LO , Yeh gaanD Tumhare lunD ke liye hai Aoo Apne lunD ko Meri gaanD ki Gehraiyo main dal kar mujhe Apni Kutiya bana kar chodo ,,, ummm" she said inn a Husky lust full voice. She felt it at the puckered rim of her gaanD Hole, and bent her legs to give him access. Her mind dimly registered the pain this new penetration might cause, but found herself again murmuring "Hannn chod mujhe ,, meri gaanD mar , Marrr ohhhhhh uffff."This time, he entered her slowly, the lubrication from her Choot making his turgid meat slide smoothly, yet the pain of her stretched gaanDhole caused her to scream out. But even as she did, the stinging added to the warmth in her belly, as her hips began to move again. As his lunD sunk further and further into her Tight gaanD, stretching and tormenting her gaanD tube, she screamed again, but the tortured look as she held his eyes did not plead for him to stop,

" maaro na apni Randi ki gaanD Kas kas kar maaro , apni Randi bana lo mujhe , main Teri Kutiya hoon mujhe Kutte ki tarha chod ,, mar meri gaanDdd arghhhhh" She want him but to continue his domination of her. The pain mixed with waves of exhiliration and pleasure, in an erotic salad of feeling. Her heart was pounding even faster than with her previous climax, as she felt his monster lunD in her insides, his groin pressed against her butt cheeks.

The pain was only from the entrance rim, stretched so fully. Inside, the nerves signalled the presence of his lunD, and the insertion had been sexy and stimulating. He humped slightly upwards, further tearing at the tight opening into her gaanD, and as she screamed, the sound became hoarse with welcoming passion. "Aaaagh, Mar meriii gaanD ufff oh bahut Maja aa rehaaaa ummmmmmmm, maaaaaaaa , oieeeeeee aieeeee." Her reflection in the mirror held an expression of ugly grimace, but even as she watched, it began to change to fevered desire for more.

He began to pull out, but just a few inches, and then humped firmly back in. The thrust was good now, and the pain from her entrance was passing, though still adding a stinging dimension to his throbbing invasion. She found herself gasping "hann haannn ufff orr Joor se ,, umm orr Kas kar ke ,, Mar meri gaanD ,, ogggg chod le apni Randiiiii koo ufffff." and grinning at him as he again cycled into her body. He inserted his thumb in her Choot, and began to rub her clitty, and now thrills again began ringing wildly through her groin, and soon took over her whole body, her whole being. She began squirming to him, trying to increase the speed and force of his strokes in both her holes. Lovely mixed sensations of pain and pleasure coursed through her.

His movements began to speed up, and she recognized the building need for release from just a few minutes before. Another orgasm, she thought frantically. Oh yes, yes. The whirlpool was back, open and red tinged in her mind, as she began to twist and undulate spasmodically in her splayed position on the altar. Her jism coated skin tingled with heat, and the friction of the stone added to her rising desire. How could she have avoided this wondrous experience all these years?

He leaned forward and began to paw at her tits, kneading and pinching. She covered his hands, and found herself pleading to him "Haan Arkan, phaaR de meri gaanD , ummm le meri gaanD ka Maja oieeeee uffff aaaagh." His leaning pulled his lunD upwards, lifting her hips off the altar, and her calves were resting against his shoulders. Most of her weight was now on her back, and she felt a wonderful sense of his lunD as a pile driver into her gaanD, as the whirlpool began to close.

Her writhing became frantic and vicious. She was striving for more pain, more thrilling waves from her Choot, a higher peak. Her face felt full as a balloon, as her tongue lolled out, and groans of passion churned unintelligibly from her wailing moaning. Her groin was fucking back to his hand and lunD. All her movements were unconscious and wild. Her climax began to happen, more slowly than her first, but with even more force.

Explosions went off in her head, as fire seemed to rage in her. She could not speak at all, her head twisting with her release. This was a tidal wave of excitement and roiling orgasm, rolling rather than bursting, but powerful and complete. It lasted and lasted, as she watched him grin with his mastery over her flailing body. She felt liquid filling her intestine, again leaking out onto the altar. Her hand reached under her gaanD to catch a palmful, and she sucked it as the pleasure held its sway over her. Then she collapsed, floating in euphoria.

She felt his lunD leave her, and sighed with disappointment. When she began to again be able to see, after the haze left her mind, he was staring at her with pleasure. "XGirl tu ne mujhe or mere lunD ko khush kar diya , abb tuu Meri Randii hai !!! XGirl." Her heart soared with her pride at his words.

He waited until her breathing became less labored, and then pulled her to him through the angles of the stirrups. As she felt her feet support her, he stepped to the side, and their reflection in the mirror showed a still gorgeous, spunk smeared, dark haired maiden and a handsome god, standing hand in hand as though he was displaying her to the reflection. Then he stepped through the surface, pulling her with him.

They were standing in a huge room, with no obvious walls, yet she knew it was enclosed. Several small pools were scattered around, and beautiful women, mostly Indian, lolled around the area. They looked at her with expressions that seemed welcoming and understanding of her amazement and joy. He led her to the nearest water, and they waded in as his hands began to bathe her. They both submerged, and he kissed her under the surface, in a lingering and softer way. Her comatose brain still welcomed his caresses and his lips. As they rose, her mind filled with his final words to her.

"tu meri Randi hai XGirl ,, tera yeh khoobsorat Munh Teri yeh Chikni Choot or teri Tang gaanD ka Soorakh mera hai Tere Jisam or dimagh Teri Atma abb meri hai ,, tu Aaj se Wasna ki Pujaran hai ,, abb tu ne mere liye INSANo KI bali charhani hai abb tu unn Ka Shikar kare gi tu unn ko apne Sexy Jisam ke jalwe dikha kar Wasna ki aag main Jale gi or Phir Unn ke lunD or Chooto koe maze le gi or phir Khoob maja le kar unki Sari Shakti Choos kar unki Bali chaDhaaye gi or unki Atma meri ghulam ho jay gii ,, phir hum Sari Duniya par hakoomat kare ge sari Duniya main Shaitan ki Sarkar ho gi Samjhii meri Randi !!!." He led her to the mirror, and ushered her back to the cavern, alone. Her last sight of him was as one of the women began sucking his lunD with obvious pleasure and skill.

Shaitan ki Pujaran Part 1

(Introduction: XGirl is 25 years Old Archaeologist, graduate from Haward University USA. She has a fair Color, Beautiful Sexy Body 36- 27-38 ..... She is Visiting India, Her Native Country for A very important Archaeological Research.)

Entering the cave was dangerous alone, but XGirl felt drawn strangely into the darkness. When she had stumbled onto the hidden mouth of it yesterday, she had peeked in, but decided to check the maps to see if there was any mention of it. When she couldn't find any, she read over the stone tablet in Sanskrit that the anthropological expedition she was with had followed deep into this jungle. There was a discussion of a "Cave of Desire." It sounded like an old spot for lovers' trysts. She should have told Vinod, but felt she had a right to be the first to explore her own discovery. He would never have let her go in alone.

He was a big time Professor, well known in his field, and able to attract funding for these kinds of programs. She had been flattered to be asked to come, being a first year post-doc. It had sounded exotic to pursue the directions in the newly discovered tablet that hinted of an ancient tribe of peaceful Indians. It had turned out to be a little dull, mostly long days wandering around in pairs, trying to find more relics. Vinod hadn't paid the slightest bit of attention to her.

It wasn't a surprise. XGirl Verma had never tried to be glamorous. She had loved studying ancient civilizations, dead worlds, all her life, and cultivated a serious, stern image appropriate to academic life. She kept her long black hair in a bun, used no makeup to enhance her regular features, and dressed carefully to play down her voluptuous body. A few men noticed her because of the big tits and long legs, but she had always been shy. Books and ancient maps were far better company. She had lost her cherry in freshman year, and had never pursued the man who had taken her to that dull fraternity party. Since then, she avoided all but the most insistent suitors, and turned them off quickly with her conservatism.

Even as the world around her reverberated with sex, with the constant tension between male and female, she guarded herself. Lost in her work, and fearful of embarassment at the hands of arrogant men, she became a prudish, matronly person. At twenty five, she sternly avoided any temptations of a sensual nature, preserving a sense of honor and integrity. Lately she had vaguely remembered dreams of sexual acts, not only with Vinod, but even women. The temptation to masturbate was getting strong, though she resisted it firmly.

But she had wished Vinod would pay attention to her. He had been on her thesis committee, and had complimented her mastery of ancient Sanskrit, and the cogency of her gaanDysis of old Indian civilizations. She admired his mind, and was thrilled to work with him after she received her degree. He was a bachelor, and had a reputation for becoming intimate with students and associates alike. Yet he never even seemed to see her as a woman.

Even on this expedition, he relied on her ability to decipher the language, but was after the exotic, dark skinned Chandra, the guide the local University had assigned to assist them. So she felt comfortable being a little selfish with her discovery of this potentially important cavern. As she stepped through the opening, letting the bushes which hid it so well spring back in place, she felt a thrill of discovery. It was her first experience with field work.

She flicked on the heavy flashlight, and shone it around. Instead of the large space she had anticipated, it was actually a long tunnel seeming to go straight into the mountain. She examined the walls carefully, and saw a few signs of very old torches, carved into the stone. There were even some pieces of wood that looked as though they had once been burning. Her heart sank, for the implication was that the cave was relatively recent. But it sure looked old.

Then a residual impression flashed through her mind, and she turned off the light. Had she seen something? As her eyes slowly readjusted to the dark, it seemed to her there was a glow far down the tunnel. It was very dim, but yes, it was there. Again, she felt disappointment. If it was being used, this was unlikely to be an undiscovered artifact. And there might be danger. But there was no noise, and the same musty odor which she remembered from the special visit they had made to a two thousand year old temple near New Delhi. It was strange, but she felt tingling in her stomach, and started down the tunnel toward the glow.

The beam of the flashlight reflected eerily from the craggy surfaces of the walls as she walked slowly down the rough stone. It did seem to be descending, but was still warm. If anything, it was getting warmer, and she felt herself starting to sweat. She opened her blouse, letting air into her chest. It felt good. Echoes of her steps sounded hollowly. She felt her hair getting moist, and pulled the bobby pins out, letting it fall past her shoulders. That let some circulation to her scalp.

After a hundred yards or so, she stopped and turned off the flashlight again. The glow was more obvious now. Squinting, it seemed to XGirl that the tunnel turned down there, and the light was coming from the side, illuminating only the very end of this rocky entryway. But it was still very dim. She listened carefully, and heard nothing. It was a mystery, and she felt her excitement grow.

She turned the light back on, and hurried a little. Anticipation was welling up, a sense of something about to happen. She was anxious to find whatever it was. Later, she would remember this moment as the start of her seduction.

After another hundred yards, she no longer needed the light. The soft glow from the end was enough, and the artificial beam seemed out of place. Her face was flushed, and she had a sense of abandoning herself to this exploration, to the consequences. A funny feeling was forming in the pit of her stomach. It seemed almost sexual. As the glow got nearer, she looked down at her tits swelling out of her white bra, and the push of her pubic mound against the tan pants. She felt suddenly aware of her organs, and felt a tiny bit of moisture in her Choot. It didn't seem at all strange, just a part of her journey.

As she got to the turn in the tunnel, she didn't peer cautiously around, instead stepping decisively into the soft golden illumination. It was still weak, and the source seemed to be from the walls of the large space she had entered. And now, suddenly and inexplicably, there was the sound of a drum, in a heavy, slow beat, from far away.

To her left, a large crystalinne mirror reflected the walls of the cavernous room. Natural shelves held statuettes, glowing in several colors. They were erotic, nude women, organs exaggerated in the style of Indian statuary she had seen. Just in front of the mirror was a strangely shaped altar, in the shape of a Y, the open end facing into the crystal. It all looked very old. The reds, greens, and golds of the figures cast vivid tones of different colors on the walls, and the effect was sensual and exotic. The floor was level, and very smooth. It was even warmer.

She took several steps into the room, until she stood in front of the mirror. Her clothes felt uncomfortable. There was a buzz in her head, something like the floating she remembered from her one experiment with marijuana. She looked up at her reflection in the crystal, which was a little wavy from imperfections. The drumbeat was pulsing in her mind.

Her reflection was her familiar image, frizzed hair falling over her shoulders, the white bra revealed by the gaping of her unbuttoned blouse. But as she watched, it began to change, very slowly, in little bits that seemed to be timed with the rhythm of the coursing drum. Her hair appeared to smooth out, acquiring a luster and wave that was very attractive and erotic. Very Indian. Then, her face's image began to look like she had on makeup, deepening her eyes, widening and darkening her mouth. The effect was sensual.

Now, gracefully and gently, her blouse slipped away, seeming to free itself from the waist of her pants easily and smoothly. She felt the material sliding off her skin as she saw it happening in the mirror. Her mind was in turmoil, but she had no volition. She felt the bra unclasped in the back, and her breasts suddenly felt the fetid air. Her nipples were stiff. In the mirror, the rounded globes appeared larger and fuller, pushing out from her chest impudently. She realized how good her nakedness felt, as though it was natural to be nude here. She saw her reflection cup her boobs, squeezing and pinching, and realized it was her own hands caressing her flesh.

She arched toward the sexy reflection. She pushed her titties up, displaying them, feeling pride in their fullness. Her mind seemed to be two parts, one shocked at her boldness, and the other wanton and excited. Her hands drifted down to the pants' belt, and unhooked it, then opened the button at the waist. The garment drifted down slowly, without her touching it. Her waist high white panties appeared, then her long,slim legs. She just stood and watched the drift downwards in the mirror, even seeing the spot of dampness in her crotch. The tan material ended up in a clump at her feet.

As she stepped out of the pants, she realized her shoes were gone too. She stood before the mirror with only the panties on, the drum seeming louder, her blood boiling with tension. The part of her mind that was shocked was shrinking, while the stimulating fog dominated her more and more. She had the feeling of being part of an ancient rite, feeling drawn to its power, excited by its promise of, what? Pleasure, sexual pleasure. How could that be? She had never even had an orgasm.

She was fascinated by her image in the mirror. Reaching up, she could feel that her hair was indeed smoother, a little wavy, framing her now beautiful, exotic face. She stared at the reflection of her titties, capped with red nipples, looking so erotic. Her firm tummy was moving with her heavy breathing, and her legs seemed longer, sexier. The white panties were a contrast to the sensual appearance she saw, and she hooked her thumbs into the waistband.

She pushed this last remaining covering down, feeling a strange sense of triumph at her full nudity. As the elastic moved over her Choot, the coal black pubic hair made a striking contrast to her pale skin. She watched her reflection as she leaned over to let her legs lift out of the garment, seeing her breasts hanging and swaying. Mmmmm, nice, she thought. What man could resist me? Or what woman?

It all felt perfectly natural, except to that small, shrinking part of her mind protesting her daring. As she straightened, she raised her hands to a model's posing position behind her head, and turned in a knee as she had seen in lingerie catalogues. XGirl Verma was a new person, radiant with her newfound confidence. Her genital's black triangle was pouty and full, and she rotated to get a better look. From the side, it seemed even more prominent, and she pushed her hips out to increase its effect. Thrills at this image filled her.

Her hands began moving over her body, from her face to her tits and downwards to her abdomen, then finally into her Choot. A finger found the little button she had always known was there, but avoided. Now she twitched at it, watching her reflection become slightly slack jawed in passion. It felt so good, she wondered vaguely why she had never done this before. She felt awakened and alive.

She began to twist her body sinuously to the beat of the drum which seemed more insistent, while her finger kept kneading her clitoris. She could feel the wetness in her Chootal tunnel, and felt a bloom of dampness under her arms, on her face. The voluptuous woman in the mirror seemed to be someone else, a Randi, a Chuddo. She reveled in her licentiousness, pushing harder at the stiffening button at the top of her Choot. She began to feel need, need for a lunD to fill her, to stimulate her, to complete her. To give her pleasure and release. She continued her writhing dance to the drumbeat, thinking this really was a "Cave of Desire", and how fortunate she was.

The mirror began to cloud, and her image was gone. Suddenly, there was a man. And what a magnificent man, she marveled. His skin was dark, and his features vaguely Indian and strong, like a hawk. XGirl had a sense that he was large, and his hairless body was powerfully muscled. Wide shoulders, narrowing to slim hips, strong legs, and the largest, most imposing lunD she could imagine. It's length and thickness made her gasp, and again speed her diddling fingers in her now foaming Choot.

Her mind soared with happiness to be here with him, naked with him, free to give herself to him. Wanting him to use her as he wished. As he stepped to the floor of the cavern, emerging from the mirror, he smiled with a cruel, savage look of conquest. She heard herself groaning with the tension and want radiating through her. She heard a voice in her mind, speaking in Sanskrit. She had to adjust quickly to understand the rarely spoken language, but found it surprisingly easy.

"I am Arkanhapot. Main Wasana Ka Maha Pujari hoon or Tum abb meri ho , tum ko Wasna ki pujaran banana hai or yeh main Tum ko banaoo ga ,,, aao aab tum mere ho ." XGirl smiled and stretched her body to his avid gaze, raising her arms up and out, spreading her legs, and arching toward him. The mirror was clear again, and she could see the beautiful maiden offering her body to its master. Heat and want suffused her. She answered "ummm haann ummm"

He walked slowly around the altar toward her, as she shivered with anticipation, waiting. He had an aura that warmed and tingled her groin, and it got stronger as he approached. He reached her, and she closed her eyes, waiting for his commands, wanting his touch. She felt hands softly on her face, caressing gently, then beginning to move downwards, over her shoulders and then to her breasts. Fingers squeezed her nipples, then cupped her firm globes of titflesh, and the pressure sent waves of excitement into her body. She pushed to his touch. "oh ufff ummss."

The hands drifted lower, to her bellybutton, her abdomen, and slowly into her hairy bush. The dark mgaanD arched to his contact of its own accord, as she reveled in her ability to attract him. His firm fingers probed into her choot Lips, and found her clitty. She cried out at the first pulsating stimulation. Her need seemed unbearably strong.

One hand moved into the wet, swampy mess of her Choot, while the other went around her hip to her butt cheek, and moved into the large crack to her gaanDhole. She opened her eyes, and found his staring greedily at her. She matched his evil smile. "uf arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohh maaaaaaaa maaaaaaaaaaa,,,esssss."