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Maine Beti Ko Choda

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Main “RAMESH” male (present)40 ka hun aur meri larki”KAVITHA” ki umar (present)24 saal hai vo married hai.

………………….YE BAATH KOI 8 SAAL PEHLE KI HAI………………………

us waqt meri age 32 years thi, meri beti ki age 16 years thi,

Mera kad (height) 6’1″ hai aur lund ka size 7.5 inches hai.
Meri larki ki height 5’7″ hai aur rang se sanwali hai par us ki figure bahut sexy hai. Achha desi ghee doodh khane peene ki wajha se kavita apni umar se bari thi .16 ki umar main vo 20 ki lagne lagi thi .

Kyun ki main “bar me service” karta tha aur daily raat ko der se ghar aata tha so kavita mera wait karti thi kyun ki us ko der tak parna bhi hota tha .kafi baar maine raat main kavita beti ko raat main akele paa kar us ki bhari bhari chuchion ko halke se haat bhi lagayatha. Main sochta tha ki vo soch rahi hai ki maine galti se haath lagaya hai.

Main ab Kavita ke bare main beti ki tarah se sochna band kar chuka tha . Main kavita ko sirf ek larki sochta tha jis ko main chodna chahta tha .. Kavita 16 ki ho gai thi . Meri bibi ke maike main us ke bhai ki larki ki shaadi aa gai thi meri bibi shaadi se 20 din pahile hi maike chali gai mere pas Kavita rah gai . Us ka kaam mere liye khana banana , school jana aur padhai karna tha .

Jate time meri bibi Kavita ko bata kar gai ki mere ko kabhi bhi naukarani ke pass akela na chore .
NAUKRANI-”BIMLA”age 28
Jab main bibi ko bus main bithakar aya us time maine office se chutti bhi le li half din ki. Main ghar aya . Maine meri car ghar se dur hi switch off kar di thi taki Kavita ko pata na chale ki main aa gaya . Ghar pahuncha to maine dekha ki darwaja khula hai aur andar se Kavita aur meri maid Bimla baten kar rahi hain.

Maine bimla ko kahate suna “kavita aap ke papa to bahut ustad hai. Mem sahab ke Itna dhyan rakhne ke baad bhi vo mere liye koi mauka dhundh hi lete hain . Us ne kavita ko kafi baten bataye mere bare main. Maine sab suna aur mera lund pant main tan kar khanbe ki tarah ho gaya tha. Par aaj meri najar Bimla par nahi kavita ki nai nai chut par thi . Kabhi kabhi Kavita Bimla ki boobs ko bhi daba rahi thi . Bimla bhi kavita ke boobs daba rahi thi. Mere se ruka nahi gaya aur main room ke andar gaya aur bimla ko dhamkaya.

Me “Bimla yeh kya bata rahi hai yeh to bachhi hai tere ko sharam ani chiye. Chal bhag aaj. Kal aana.” bimla chali gai. Maine Kavita ko poocha” kavita tu yeh sab kya kar rahi thi bimla ke saath? ”

Kavita “Papa ji aap ne sab dekh to liyahai fir puch kyun rahe ho? Maa ne mere ko bataya tha ki aap Bimla se kuch karte ho so maine pooch liye.”

Me “Bimla ne kya bataya ? ” puch kar maine Kavita ko apne najdeek kiya aur us ki back par hath rakha . Vo kuch nahi boli.

Kavita “Pappa ji Bimla ne sab bataya ki aap us ke saath kya karte hain.”

Me “tere ko kaisalaga?” Mera sawal seedha tha

Kavita ” pappa ji aap to mard hai aap jo karen ge us se achha to lage ga hi . Kitni baar aap ne mere ko hath lagaya hai mere ko bahut achha lagta tha . Aur fir yeh baat Bimla bhi to janti hai ki aap nemeri chati ko kitni baar hath lagaya hai.”
mere ko us ka jawab sun kar bahut ajeeb laga, meri himmat bhi bhar gai.

Bas ab kya tha maine saari sharam tor di aur Kavita ki chuchian pakar li aur us ko apne najdeek khinch kar us ko kiss karna suru kiya . Kavita bhi mere se lipat gai aur mere se co oprate karne lagi . Mera lund ka bura haal tha vo tan kar khamba ho gayatha aur lund ke muh se laar nikalne lagi thi.

Me “Kavita beti tu ghar band kar ke aa” vo mere se alag nahi hona chati thi par vo chali gai aur jaldi se saare darwaje band kar ke mere paass ayee . Maine apne kapre utar diye the aur main Kavita ke kapre utarne laga. Vo bhi nangi , hai main Pahile baar kavita ke jawan aur sexy badan ko dekh kar pagal ho gaya . Maine kavita ki chuchion ko chusna suru kiya.

Kavita ki siskian nikal rahi thi vo mere lund ko pakar kar muth mar rahi thi mere ko laga jaise kavita lund se khel chuki hai fir kavita ne mere muh se apni chuchi nikali aur mere ko bed par letne ko kaha. Vo mere upar ayee aur mere muh par apni chut rakhi aur mera lund chusne lagi. Mere lund ko gila kar ke vo bed par let gai aur maine us ki chut main apna lund de diya. Kavita ” Pappa ji main aap ke beti hun pyar se dena meri chut main aap ka bahut bara hai meri far dega.”

Maine kavita ki chut par lund ko pakar kar jor se dhakka diya . Mera lund us ki chut main 1/2 chala gaya . Mein samajh gaya ki vo chudi hui hai.

Kavita ” ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapaa jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii bahut garam hai aap ka ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ooooooooooooppppppppppssss wowwwwwwwwwwwwww jor se jaaaaaaaaaaan meri chut ko pata chalna chiye ki kuch mila hai.”

Mere ko bhi maja aa raha tha aur kavita jor jor se sisak rahi thi us ki chut ne jaldi hi pani chor diya .per Mera pani abhi nahi nikla tha . Kavita jaldi hi dhili ho gai . Main bhi us ki chut main dhakke marne rok kar us se bola ” kya hua beti dhili kyun ho gau ? ”

Kavita ” Pappa ji mera pani nikal gaya bahut maja aya . Par aap ka to abi nahi nikla. App thora ruko main sans le lun fir aap meri gand bhi marna . Main kavita par leta raha aur koi 2- 3 mind ke baad kavita ne mere ko apne se alag kiya aur kuttiya ki tarah se ho gai.

Kavita “Pappa ji mere yaar mere sher kutte apni beti ki mast gand main sara laura de do jaaaaaaan.”

Maine us ki gand main jorse lund dal diya 1/2 se jyada andar chalagaya, vo jor se cheekhi ” Pappaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii marr rr gaiiiii fat gaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ahaaaaaaaaaaa dhire saale chokrichod/betichod buddhe . Harami saale apni beti ko aise buri tarah se nahi chodte.”

Par main ruka nahi aur us ki gand ek aur jor se dhakka mara,is bar mera puras lund kavitha ki gaand me chalagaya aur jor jor se chekhne lagi aah sale harami nikal teri beti hu mai,koi bazar ki randi nahi,itna zorse berahmi se meri gaand marraha hai,aram se mar aram se, aur mai bathen sune bina uski gaand me marta raha . Koi 10 mins tak us ki gandmarne ke baad mera lund pani chorne laga . Main us ki gand main dhila ho gaya aur vo bhi dhili ho gai. Maine kavita ki dono tangen seedhi kari aur uski gand par let gaya . Thori der ke baad main kavita ke upar se alag hua. Kavita apna muh niche kar ke leti rahi aur mere se boli

Kavita “Pappa ji maja aagaya.”

Me “Haan bahut maja aye, Tere ko kaisa laga?”

Kavita “bahut maja aaya papa ji .Aisa maja to mere ko kabhi nahi aya.”
me” isse pehle kisse chudwai ho”?
kacitha”nnn no papa mai kuwari thi aap hi pehle mard ho jisne mujhe choda hai”
me “sach sach batha kisse aur kitno se chudwachuki hai,me tera baap hu yani teri maa ko chodhker tujhe paida kiya hai”
tu kunwari nahi thi , virgin ladki jub chudthi hai pehli dafa tho khoon nikaltha hai chuth se”
aur teri chuth se tho ek bund bhi khoon nahi nikla
sach batha
“Kis se chudwati hai tu ”

Kavita “papa ji wo wo…..main Bimla ke pati se”

Sun kar main dang ho gaya mere ko Bimla par bahut gusaa aya par main kuch nahi bola . Kavita ne mere ko bataya.

“Pappa ji kal bimla ko mere samne chodna us ko pata hai aaj main aap se chudun gi.
me”acha tho ye tum dono ka plan tha”
ha aur Please pappa ji aap us ko mere samne chodna aap ko meri kasm .

Maine kahajarur its mai pleasure
Fir hun dono bath room main gaye aur 1 sath bath liya fir 1 baar aur kavita ki chudai kari aur raat ko kavita ne Bimla ko ghar bulaya aur fir maine Bimla ko meri beti Kavita ke samne choda.

Jab tak kavita ki shaadi nahi hui maine bahut baar bimla aur kavita ko 1 sath choda aur kafi baar maine kavita bimla aur us ke pati ne mil kar 1 room main chudai ka maja liya .ab bhi jab Kavita maike aati hai main us ko khul kar chodta hun aur Bimla ko bhi.

Meri kahani kaisi lagi batana .

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Chhotu Shah 11 Inches

Hello friends, my stories have been appericiated you you all. Thanks. This is another hot story which is going to run into a few parts and hope it will keep with a good hardon or a wet spot between the legs. Please let me know your views on humachudasi@ymail.com

Chhotu Shah got this name as he was the youngest of the three children of Balwant Singh, the village landlord in Haryana. His older two daughters were older to Chhotu by 10 and 13 years. Names are often deceptive. This was the case with Chhotu (his actual name was Kishna) and he was 6 feet tall by the time he was in class 9th. His cock was 11 inches long and thick like an average man’s wrist and coincidentally his roll number was 11. He would not have known his cock size had he not seen his father’s when the father was fucking his mother and Chhotu had been searching for his mom to ask for school fee. He was about to knock on the door when he heard the creaking of the bed and a cry of delight,” Oh Ballu, your 10 inch meat has filled my choot beyond limits, you motherfucker, I dont know what will do if I went to my parents for a day, you are an insatiable horny bastard, Ballu, What will you do tommorrow, my dear?”

Balwant continued fucking his wife Parvati, smiling to himself. He had lined up his own sister Aarti for tomorrow, the fresh young virgin whose cherry was intact inspite of the fact that she had been married to an impotant husband and was now visiting her brother and was begging for his cock so that she has at least one child from his loins, to call their child for the rest of life. Aarti was 17 when Chhotu was born and now she was 30 and was tired and bored with her husband, Mr Kulkarni, who did nothing but run his school in Bhopal. Her husband fucked her for 2 minutes, shot his weak sperm and went to sleep. Balwant planned to bed his sister tomorrow when his wife left for her parental house for a few days. Chhotu saw his father’s cock coming out of his mom’s cunt as it shone with her cunt juices. “Behnchod” Chhotu muttered and left. His mind never beleived that his father fucked his mother, although he knew how babies were born.

Chhotu went into his room where there was a measuring tape. He fondled his cock till it was erect and measured. It came to be 11 inches. His LUND was bigger than his father’s as mom said father’s was 10 inches. Chhotu Shah wondered when he will get his first choot to fuck. He smiled to himself and went out.

The next day, Balwant sent his wife and waited for Chhotu to leave for school and then pounced on his sister who had been waiting for him with a bald choot, well perfumed and her cunt lips swollen and puffy with anticipation. Balwant hurried to become a Behnchod as his sister wrrapped her thighs round her brother’s waist and he plunged straint into the burning choot, which gripped his monster cock tightly. Aarti’s choot had been leaking juices so much that even 10 inches of her brother meat went into her turgid flesh like a knife in butter,” Ahhh bhaiya, fuck your sister, make me pregnant the way you made bhabi, fill my choot with your sperm, fill my womb with your child, our child, your behan needs your cum, your lund to satisy her youthful fire and to become a mother, bhaiya, I may not become your wife, but make me the mother of your child, ohhh bhaiya, I beg. Ahhh bhaiya give me your seed, your child,’ And Balwant did give her his child.

He went on ramming his massive cock in his sister’s choot like a maniac. He was not likely to get a beautifull woman like his sister to fuck in a thousand years. He gripped her waist and fucked furiously. Aarti moaned loudly as she raised her hips to meet her brother’s powerful thrusts, but there was no need to be afraid, there was no one to disturb the incestuous coupling of the brother and sister. Balwant pushed his finger into her asshole when he came into her pussy and Aarti too shot her juices on her vrother’s lund at the same time. In the following three days bhaiya must have fucked her cock hungry behna for at least 15 times and the horny behna was still not satiated. She had tasted her brother’s meat and she could not have enough of it.

The next day, Balwant went to bring his wife back and Aarti left for Bhopal to meet her impotant husband to give him news that she was pregnant. Chhotu’s father and mother got killed in the bus accident when they were 20 kilometers from their village, leaving Chhotu, an orphan. Hundreds of miles away, Aarti’s husband suffered a heart attack that he could not survive. Aarti had to take over the school to keeep herself alive. She became Mrs Kulkarni, Principal.

Chhotu was looked after by a few aunts in the village and he did some jobs for them and they fedhim in return. One was his aunt Lakshmi, a woman of 40 years who fed him often. Once Chhotu was lying on his cot, bare from chest above and trouser tied on his waist. It was raining and he lay there dreaming his father’s long thick cock moving in and out of his mother’s cunt. The dream was so erotic that Chhotu was excited and his cock stood high and hard and his trouser looked like a tent. Poor Lakshmi forgot everything when she saw the sight. She was mesmerised and walked up to Chhotu, placed her trembling hand on his throbbing hardon.

Chhotu, woke with a start, found Lakshmi bua bending on him, her ample boobs staring at him from three inches.” Bua, I was…..” he tried to say but his mouth was covered by bua’s hand,” Shhhhhhhh, dont say anything, Chhotu beta, you have a treasure hidden in your trousers. Bua or no bua, give it to me, Chhotu, sale maderchod, where have you been hiding such a beautiful LUND, sale behanchod, your bua has been dying for a cock like yours. Your lund is just the image of Shiv Ling, every woman wants such a beast. Your Lakshmi bua offers herself to you, I am your Lakshmi, sale chod mujhe, fuck my brains out, ohhh bhagwan, put your lund in my choot, beta, chod mujhe, sale maderchod.” With that off went her sari, her peticoat, her bra, her blouse and her white Kachhi. There stood the woman, naked physically and ready to get the child fuck her.

Chhotu was only a human being, he sucked on those white melons like a child and she guided that foot long lund into her hungry choot. Chhotu moved his ass instinctively and fucked hard. He did not kbnow, what technique he should have. Only animal power guided his fucking movements. Lakshmi, forgot to breathe, she was filled to the limit, but she loved Chhotu’s meat. Sucking that juicy cock would wait. Right now his lund was touching and kicking her womb. Chhotu gripped his bua’s ass and humped shoving the whole of his 11 inches in the dark cavern of his Lakshmi bua. Ohhh God, he was in heaven and so was his bua, who was writhing in pleasure under him. They fucked in a frenzy and then Lakshmi felt him twitch and jerk. The experienced woman knew that the inexperienced child was about to cum. She had orgasmed many times. Multi mega orgasms had opened her pussy like a lotus flower.” OOOOOO Maderchod stop, take it out, behnchod apna lund bahar nikalo, dont make me pregnant. Your uncle, my husband will kill us both, take your cock out, you bastard.”

Chhotu withdrew his cock wet with her cunt juices and sprayed his cock jism on her naked white thighs, huge asscheeks and her weeping choot as his hand moved fevrerishly up and down his lund, sending gobs of cream on his bua’s naked body,” Oooo Bua, it was sooo good, Iwant to fuck you everyday, Iwant a choot, any choot but you are my first jannat. I will always remember you as long as I remember my mother. He didnt tell her that he will remember his bua and mother as his mother was the first naked woman whose cunt he had seen and had dreamt of fucking. Now the dream of fucking his mother could not be realised but he could see the possibility of fucking half the village. Women cant keep their mouths shut and Lakshmi certainly could not. She could not hide her conquest if discovering the marvellous 11 inches of Chhotu’s cockmeat and in no time the middle aged womenfolk grew intrigued by the mystery cock of Chhotu who came to be known as Chhotu Shah by the cunts of the entire village. From then on, Chhotu Shah, was in demand for his 11 Inches and he never felt shortage of pussy. Chhotu Shah, serviced all old and young alike with his 11 Inches of fat lund.

To be continued

Lingerie Marketing – Part II

When I came back, Santhosh saw me coming out of his room and he told me, “Anni, I saw you have left your bra on the bed itself. I thought of giving it to you but I forgot. So can you take it Anni?” He said it with a mischievous smile on his face, knowing fully that if I saw it,

I would definitely come to know about his ‘thick, white fluid’ on my bra. I was really surprised by his act. Was he such a pervert to blatantly admit his masturbating on my bra? I was really taken aback by his daringness. I silently showed him off the brassiere which I held it in my hand. Immediately his smile vanished and I saw his head down. I didn’t say anything and went to my room.

So now the plot is clear, we both have liking for each other! So I decided to seduce him so much that he will have to do it in front of me whatever he has done inside his bathroom. I changed my clothes and wore a bit thin night gown with contrasting bra and panties so my BIL could see clearly my bra and panties through the night gown and went back to the table where he was eating.

Santhosh had a surprised look on me, as he saw my new outfit. I bend before him a lot, showing him lot of my cleavage on the pretext of picking a spoon from below the table. His eyes were getting bigger. After the dinner, we both were sitting on the sofa watching TV. I then started the discussion what he is going to do regarding the ad model he was looking for. Santhosh said, “I am really getting worried on this Anni.

I fear I am going to loose my job, nothing more”. “Oh, don’t say like that Santhosh. You won’t loose your job”, by saying this, I just made up my mind to tease him a bit and I dropped the remote control of the TV in front of him. As I sat very close just next to him, I bend on top of his knees and while trying to pick up the remote, I rested my boobs over his knees.

This was a great feeling to tease a young guy like that! I was not able to pick it up, so I stood up and then went close to the remote and bend down before him, to pick it up. As I had already lowered my gown zip a bit, this gave such a great scene to him. Almost three-fourth of my boobs spilled out and my BIL was feasting fervently on them.

Again I sat next to him on the sofa and asked what the models were paid for an ad shoot. He said about 25000 rupees. I said “it is good amount”. This gave him the required opportunity and said, “Anni, can you save my job, can you do me a shoot for me?” I said, “Hey, I am not that good and I cannot do. What if your brother comes to know?” He said, “I will morph your face with other and you don’t have to worry about it. And I promise you this will remain between you and me only Anni”.

After a lot of false hesitation and drama, I finally said “yes”. My BIL was delighted and energized like anything. He said “thanks” and he immediately went and got me, my size bra and panties of his company. I took them and went inside my bedroom and wore it. I then called him inside.

His eyes looked stunned at seeing me in bra and panties and the words of “sexy…” came out of his mouth. He brought the digital cam and started taking pictures in all possible positions, specifically asking me to bend a lot and after taking the photo, he also showed me the pictures which he took with my consent.

Santhosh then gave me another set of bra and panties and asked me to wear that. This was very seductive lingerie. It barely covers anything, revealed more rather than masking my essentials. One can easily trace out the nipples, just inside the bra and the pubic area would appear much clearer in spite of wearing the panties! I wore that too and called him in.

My BIL was doubly satisfied by seeing me on those, his facial expressions showed it all! He asked to take a position with my hands above my head and one of the legs on the bed. He went behind the lens and was about to take a click, when he came close to me and said that a ‘thread’ is hanging from my right boob. When I was about to pull it, my BIL said,

“No, don’t pull it Anni. The whole thread would come out”. He then looked for a scissors but couldn’t find one. He then asked me daringly whether he can break it with his teeth and before waiting for my ‘yes’ or ‘no’, my BIL just brought his face right close to my boobs and put the thread in between his teeth.

Tentatively Santhosh took the support of my shoulders initially and later his one hand slowly came down, soon it was over my boobs now and held it gently! Seeing no protest, my BIL got bolder and on pretext of breaking the thread, he started touching my boobs with his lips.

His lips slowly encircled my boobs and soon his lips started chewing the nipple area. I was at the height of ecstasy and a short moan escaped from me. Santhosh in the excuse of biting the thread, started casually to nibble the brassiere too over my nipple! It was too much for me and while I was almost to grab his head over my boobs,

He broke the thread with his teeth and at the same time, he bites into my breasts also, exactly over the nipple area. I felt the pinch of the pain and I cried instantly in pain saying, “Hey, what you are doing?” Santhosh immediately took his head (lips) away and saw me but still his hand was resting on my boob only and instead of taking it away,

He placed it more on the boob where he bite. He said, “Sorry Anni, I think it had hurt you” and he pushed his index finger right onto my nipple over the brassiere, making the skin over there bucking in! Immediately out of reflex action, I pushed his hand away.

But my BIL didn’t give up and he pounced back his hand again to the same location. He placed his hand just on the bra cup and in no time, his finger got into the bra and was able to touch on my nipple itself! His cold finger on my nipple! I stood in

Goose bump, not knowing exactly how to react and my hand just gripped his hand, which was still inside my brassiere but my lips uttered no word! Santhosh showed no sign of hesitancy, he simply told, “Please bear it Anni. I am afraid there are ‘teeth marks’ over here Anni. So let me to check it”. Now he started to widen his palm more on my tit and his fingers tightly managed to tweak hard my nipple!

A loud ‘moan’ came out from me and I immediately tried to pull his hand away! I said, “Hey rascal, you are naughtier than I imaged. So can you take your hands out?” I decided to tease him. Santhosh was in no mood to pull away his hands. He said, “

Please Anni, let me check it once” But I didn’t allowed him and said, “I have accepted only for a photo shoot. If you behave naughty, then I have to say no for this photo shoot”. Immediately he loosened his grip and at last, my BIL has to take his hand out! But as he took his hand out, he deliberately managed to pull out the bra cup on one side, and as a result, the bra gave in and one of my boobs got exposed.

My BIL saw my naked boob and immediately started clicking pictures of them before I tried to cover it with my hand and he was continuing to do that. He then put his cam on auto clicking mode and came next to me. Without delay, I too managed to put on my boob, just inside the bra cup and teased him a bit.

But now, we both could see the ‘wet spot’ over my nipple area on the bra, which was nothing but the saliva of my BIL, when he chewed it while breaking the thread! Santhosh saw it penetratingly and I tried to cover it with my hand. But now he was bold enough to remove my hand and looked straight at my boobs.

He could now see his own saliva over the nipples area and said, “Oh, sorry Anni. Your bra became wet. I cannot take the photo shoot with this wet bra. So we have to change this bra”. Saying that, he asked me to raise my hands and he took both his hands just under my arms and swiftly, his fingers touched the bra ‘hook’ on my back and before it could realize, he unclasped the ‘bra hook’! While I managed to say meekly, “

Hey, what are you doing?”, Santhosh pulled the loose straps over my arms and he just managed to grab both of my ‘just released’ succulent boobs by both his hands. I stood awe-struck, with no words to say, and my BIL took his hands out and saw my boobs fully naked.

He then said, “Where on earth I will get a more beautiful model for campaign Anni” and started to suck my boobs turn by turn. My BIL then at the same time concentrated on my panties and promptly removed them in no time! As he reduced me to my birthday suit, he then threw me on the bed and kissed me everywhere.

He licked me in between my thighs and it was a great feeling. I just couldn’t control. He too then removed his clothes, took out his springing tool, got bold and was ordering me like his wife, telling me to suck him. I sucked him for 15 minutes, in and out licking his dick, sucking it, playing with the balls. Then my BIL finally had cum in my mouth.

He then started to suck my boobs again and asked me to hold them tight. Santhosh then started to tit-fuck me in that position which I had never had with my husband. After some time, when he got hard again, my BIL got between my legs, spread them good enough and put in his massive ‘pole’ in between my legs.

He then started the ‘real’ fucking in my pussy, slowly to start with, then with more power. I was moaning hard now. I held the bed with my arms and Santhosh was thrusting his youth into me. Much harder and much faster, he began to fuck me awfully. His ‘strokes’ were powerful and I had not experienced such a powerful strokes ever before! My juices were already giving in, my

BIL also just then had cum inside me, splashing his endless load of his potent ‘semen’ inside me and finally he collapsed over me. Then he lay by my side for some time and again his ‘youth’ prompted him that he can do more now. This was something which I always wanted, which also is my husband’s ‘weak’ area.

My BIL again started to put my dick in my mouth and in no matter, it was stiff again. Santhosh was going deeper and deeper, making me not able to breathe. Seeing me in bad position, he withdrew and gave me time to get back to normal. He then asked me, “Has my brother done to you in your ass Anni?” I said “no”.

This brought him so much excitement and he decided to deflower my ass hole by himself, to which I begged I cannot take it. I feared my hole is too small and would not able to accommodate his massive ‘meat’. He said ok but he pleaded me for doing it with his fingers. I too got excited and said ok for that.

My BIL started putting some ‘Vaseline’ over his fingers and he made me bend on my knees on my all fours over the bed. Santhosh then let his index finger travel for the first time across my butt crack and inserted it in my anus, which made me scream loudly as that area was never penetrated before. He moved his finger in and out, as I arched my butt up in the air close to him. He now used his other hand to access my pussy.

He moved it inward to gain access to my pussy from the front side and started pressing my lips and the protruding clit. Santhosh then started fingering both my holes for a while, making me shudder. He then used his

Thumb to press hard my now throbbing clit and stroke it, while I was completely tormented by his ministrations. I used my hands to grab my tits and I tweaked my nipples as Santhosh was fingering both my holes furiously. Much deeper and deeper, his fingers got inside my anus too! I felt like I was in heaven.

While I was enjoying every bit of the feeling there, I saw my BIL applying lot of Vaseline on his dick. While I was on my all fours, he mounted me from behind and he inserted his ‘cock’ in a flash inside my ass hole. I cried and screamed with pain.

He said, “Don’t worry Anni. You will enjoy now” and he started to put slowly more and more of his cock inside me, bringing lot of screams out of me. I was not able to bear it and I had held the bed with my hands while he was pumping inside me. He said this was best feeling of his life. And he was screaming my name Santhi (no ‘Anni’ calling) and this was arousing me more.

As I began to moan loudly, Santhosh grabbed my dangling tits. He started squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples, while he moved his member in and out of my ‘anus’ hole slowly, grinding his hips with mine. My BIL took hold of my boobs support from behind and started to ram harder, making me cry in pain.

THIS was totally new and it was a world of totally new experience for me from the routine missionary position that my husband and I do, occasionally once in a month or so. Each thrust from Santhosh was opening me the horizons of unlimited pleasure. I boldly screamed louder and louder with pleasure, as I was screwed shamelessly deeper and deeper inside my ‘butt’ hole by my BIL.

He thrust his tool in and out faster and slower, faster and slower, while his hands were not still even for a minute, either playing with my tits, squeezing them, tweaking the nipples or fingering my navel or slapping my butt hard. What surprised me totally was how each hard slap from him was turning me on. I was shouting at the top of my voice.

Tears of pleasure were rolling in from my cheek, as I felt the mounting great orgasm inside me. My BIL held me by my hair and turned my face towards his. While I saw his face with my eyes wide open, almost popping out, I shrieked loudly “

Please don’t stop Santhosh” and continued to scream loudly, as he thrust inside me each time. My BIL continued to thrust harder and harder, tweaking my nipple with his free hand. I felt my whole body go rigid for a moment and I shuddered very violently following that. Looking right into his face, I continued to shudder and climaxed wildly with a scream which lasted for a long time.

Santhosh after a few hard strokes let out a loud groan and within the next couple of thrusts, he too came and immediately we both collapsed. Now my BIL was ejaculating all over inside my anus, as I feel his load of cum in pure amazement. I lost track of time, but I figured that it seemed to be a never-ending climax, which finally came to an end. I now had no power left in me.

Next day he submitted the project after morphing me and my survey, he got an increment and was made territory sales manager and he is also the one who is managing my territory too. He still thanks me for that.
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Lingerie Marketing – Part I

This is an incident that happened to me a few months back. I am Santhi Prakash, a 32-year-old married woman, mother of a 4 year daughter and I have been married for the last 6 years and I stay at Chennai. Basically I am commerce graduate and working as cashier in a private company.
My husband is working as an admin personnel in a company at Bangalore, as he got transferred there about a year back. Once in a month or so, he used to come home. Since my daughter is studying in a kinder garden school, I stayed at Chennai.
Other persons in my in laws are my Father in law and mother in law and most of time, they were in their native village. There is a younger brother of my husband by name Santhosh. He is unmarried and is 25 years of age. About 3 months back, he got a job at Chennai and started to stay with us. This story is about me and my BIL, about how he seduced me for the first time to have with him.
Initially I was much satisfied with my hubby but of late, I started to get the ‘unsatisfied’ feeling due to his longer period of absence and was pressurizing him to get transferred to Chennai itself. About my looks, I am fair about 5.3 height, 60 kgs and a quite good figure of 36-28-38.
My BIL is a young guy with good body and macho looks. By profession, he was a junior marketing manager of a lingerie company. Since my marriage to his brother, he had eyes on me (he told me later).
Three months had passed since my BIL had come with me and it was a holiday period when I had sent my daughter kid to my parent’s place and for the first time, we two were staying alone in the house.
One day my BIL came early from office. It was Friday and he pretended to look much tensed. I asked him the reason for early coming home and why was he tensed. He said it was work pressure and lot of work was outstanding.
He told me he has to give a report by Monday, failing of which, he is sure that his job would go. I comforted him and told him to be cool and everything would be all right. I asked what the project was about. He said it was kind of an analysis of Indian woman and their likes and dislikes.
So I said what is the problem, he said the work is over but his boss told him today on review that his project lacks survey of today’s married Indian woman and some photographs of prospective models who would carry out the advertisement of their product.
He said, “I was totally not aware of this two points and now my boss is trying to put the blame on me. So I am very much tensed Anni”. I asked him to ask his boss for some more days and complete the project. To which he denied and said there is no time left and he will have to look for new job. I told him to relax and change his dress meanwhile I will prepare some tea for him.
I brought the tea to his bedroom and placed it on the table in front of him. While I bend down, he got a nice look at my cleavage and my bra, as I was wearing a night gown at that time. This threw an idea in him and he had selected in his mind, the woman for the survey, the model for ad shoot and his long term fantasy woman.
Then while sipping tea he said, “Anni, give me some idea how on earth will I find such a woman”. I said to him to what are the requirements for the woman – he said she should be married and still be good looking. He continuously pressed and kept on asking me where I would get a woman in such a short time. I got bit soft on him and told I will try to arrange some friend of mine for survey but modeling it’s difficult.
He said which friend and I named him a few but he rejected and said they all themselves are not well dressed, how they will give him an accurate survey result. Then feeling bit concerned on him, I said “could I take a survey to help you out?”
Santhosh’s eyes brightened, looking at me piercingly said, “Ok, sure, why not? You are more admirable than your friends and at this stage, I have no options too. So can you help me out Anni?” he asked. I said, “after all it is you, so I can but for this, you have to promise me that neither your brother
Nor anyone should come to know, it was me who took part in the survey”. Santhosh promised me that. Then he brought some of his questionnaire and he started the survey.
He asked me, “From what age you started to wear bras, Anni?” I said, “14 years”. His next question was “what was the size at that time?” I said, “32 C”. He then asked me what is my age now and I said 32. “What is the size now you wear?” he asked. I said, “36 D”.
Immediately he bounced at me, “So in these 18 years, your size has increased by 4 inches and a cup”. I nodded. These questions were getting me hot inside as I had not had sex since the last one month and moreover, no one has questioned me about my most private parts and about the inner wears and my
BIL was the first person asking me such questions. He then said “I will proceed to panties”. I nodded ok. He asked, “When was your first menstrual cycle?” I was stunned by the question. Santhosh looked at me and showed me the question in his questionnaire and told me “sorry but I have to ask anni”. I said “at the age of 14”.
Santhosh was showing no signs of getting hot but I was sure, deep inside he too must be getting hot. He then asked what type of bras I like and what style and what fabric and those types of questions, something more personal about the choice of my panties selection too. I managed to answer them all. My BIL then asked me, “
What is the shape of your breasts? Round or Conical?” I am not sure how to answer that and said “I think it’s a mixture of both”. He said “but I have to tick only one option, Anni”. He then paused for a while, looked at me and said, “If you don’t mind, let me measure and calculate.
Then I can say as per my company calculations, what shape it is called”. For a moment, I was struck awe but almost immediately I made up my mind to let him to measure me. He then asked me to remove my saree and I hesitantly bring down the saree pallu and stood in front of him, with my protruding boobs grabbed inside the blouse.
Santhosh took a measuring tape and started measuring me and in that process, his fingers began to touch my boobs. He then placed his one hand on the slope of my boobs and the other below the boobs lightly, as if holding the boob and said “Anni, they are round and not too pointed”.
His touch was making me feeling great and I could not say no, while he was touching. He then asked whether my boobs were soft or hard. I said “hard”. He said “I doubt” and he daringly put his hands over my boobs and pressed it a bit. He then said, “Yours is soft to touch but hard in shape”.
But still my BIL was showing no signs of getting hot so I was thinking whether he is touching me on purpose or was really very professional. His non-excitement was giving me a sign he was a professional and was not doing to have a chance on me.
Santhosh then asked me to jump up and down for 3 times to see how my current bra was in tact in performing. I did that too and he could see my boobs flying in all directions. This time I noticed his eyes lightened a bit but I was still not sure.
He then gave me a weighing scale and asked me to get inside the room and measure my breasts weight alone individually and collectively, preferably with no clothes on. Now I really doubt this was also a part of the questionnaire. I hesitated a bit. He said, “
This is the last part of the survey. Please do it for me Anni”. Though I had my own doubts about this ‘weighing’ part, I proceeded to give it a try and thereby obliging my BIL’s request too.
I said to him I shall use his room which was in the ground floor while mine was in the upstairs. I went inside the room, removed my blouse, thought for a while whether it’s really necessary to remove the brassiere but decided to do so as per my
BIL’s request and got rid of my bra too. Now I was all nude above my waist. Then I put the weighing machine on the edge of the bed. I knelled down on the floor and put my breasts over the weighing scale, measured them and took a paper from his writing desk and wrote it.
While putting back my clothes, I decided not to wear the brassiere and put on only my blouse and saree, leaving the bra there on the bed itself. I just want to test my BIL’s reaction on seeing my brassiere lying on his bed! I then came outside and gave the paper to him, for which my
BIL said his survey was over and he thanked me for my timely help. I said the dinner is ready and asked him to come and have it. He said to me, “you have it Anni. I will have after some time. I shall first enter these data’s on to my laptop and finalize this survey and then I will come”.
I had my dinner and then went to his room to call him for dinner. Santhosh was not in his room. I saw his all clothes removed and were on the bed. Immediately I looked out for the brassiere but I found it missing. Is it taken by my BIL? He was in bathroom.
With little confusion or delight I don’t know, I came out. After a while, my BIL came out, after having his bath and said the survey is over and thanked me again. He then went to the dinner table to have the dinner. I then quietly went to his room again.
Now I saw my brassiere lying on the center of his bed. I picked it up and I found some sticky damp white fluid to be on the cups. Immediately I realized that it was the semen of my
BIL and he had masturbated on my brassiere! Though I was bit embarrassed seeing that, a strange sense of craving hit me and immediately I was wet between my legs! Now all the doubts of my BIL being professional were over. Now I decided to catch him red-handed.Reach me for your comments at santi.naidu@gmail.com

This is an incident that happened to me a few months back. I am Santhi Prakash, a 32-year-old married woman, mother of a 4 year daughter and I have been married for the last 6 years and I stay at Chennai. Basically I am commerce graduate and working as cashier in a private company.My husband is working as an admin personnel in a company at Bangalore, as he got transferred there about a year back. Once in a month or so, he used to come home. Since my daughter is studying in a kinder garden school, I stayed at Chennai.Other persons in my in laws are my Father in law and mother in law and most of time, they were in their native village. There is a younger brother of my husband by name Santhosh. He is unmarried and is 25 years of age. About 3 months back, he got a job at Chennai and started to stay with us. This story is about me and my BIL, about how he seduced me for the first time to have with him.Initially I was much satisfied with my hubby but of late, I started to get the ‘unsatisfied’ feeling due to his longer period of absence and was pressurizing him to get transferred to Chennai itself. About my looks, I am fair about 5.3 height, 60 kgs and a quite good figure of 36-28-38.My BIL is a young guy with good body and macho looks. By profession, he was a junior marketing manager of a lingerie company. Since my marriage to his brother, he had eyes on me (he told me later).Three months had passed since my BIL had come with me and it was a holiday period when I had sent my daughter kid to my parent’s place and for the first time, we two were staying alone in the house.One day my BIL came early from office. It was Friday and he pretended to look much tensed. I asked him the reason for early coming home and why was he tensed. He said it was work pressure and lot of work was outstanding.He told me he has to give a report by Monday, failing of which, he is sure that his job would go. I comforted him and told him to be cool and everything would be all right. I asked what the project was about. He said it was kind of an analysis of Indian woman and their likes and dislikes.So I said what is the problem, he said the work is over but his boss told him today on review that his project lacks survey of today’s married Indian woman and some photographs of prospective models who would carry out the advertisement of their product.He said, “I was totally not aware of this two points and now my boss is trying to put the blame on me. So I am very much tensed Anni”. I asked him to ask his boss for some more days and complete the project. To which he denied and said there is no time left and he will have to look for new job. I told him to relax and change his dress meanwhile I will prepare some tea for him.I brought the tea to his bedroom and placed it on the table in front of him. While I bend down, he got a nice look at my cleavage and my bra, as I was wearing a night gown at that time. This threw an idea in him and he had selected in his mind, the woman for the survey, the model for ad shoot and his long term fantasy woman.Then while sipping tea he said, “Anni, give me some idea how on earth will I find such a woman”. I said to him to what are the requirements for the woman – he said she should be married and still be good looking. He continuously pressed and kept on asking me where I would get a woman in such a short time. I got bit soft on him and told I will try to arrange some friend of mine for survey but modeling it’s difficult.He said which friend and I named him a few but he rejected and said they all themselves are not well dressed, how they will give him an accurate survey result. Then feeling bit concerned on him, I said “could I take a survey to help you out?”Santhosh’s eyes brightened, looking at me piercingly said, “Ok, sure, why not? You are more admirable than your friends and at this stage, I have no options too. So can you help me out Anni?” he asked. I said, “after all it is you, so I can but for this, you have to promise me that neither your brotherNor anyone should come to know, it was me who took part in the survey”. Santhosh promised me that. Then he brought some of his questionnaire and he started the survey.He asked me, “From what age you started to wear bras, Anni?” I said, “14 years”. His next question was “what was the size at that time?” I said, “32 C”. He then asked me what is my age now and I said 32. “What is the size now you wear?” he asked. I said, “36 D”.Immediately he bounced at me, “So in these 18 years, your size has increased by 4 inches and a cup”. I nodded. These questions were getting me hot inside as I had not had sex since the last one month and moreover, no one has questioned me about my most private parts and about the inner wears and myBIL was the first person asking me such questions. He then said “I will proceed to panties”. I nodded ok. He asked, “When was your first menstrual cycle?” I was stunned by the question. Santhosh looked at me and showed me the question in his questionnaire and told me “sorry but I have to ask anni”. I said “at the age of 14”.Santhosh was showing no signs of getting hot but I was sure, deep inside he too must be getting hot. He then asked what type of bras I like and what style and what fabric and those types of questions, something more personal about the choice of my panties selection too. I managed to answer them all. My BIL then asked me, “What is the shape of your breasts? Round or Conical?” I am not sure how to answer that and said “I think it’s a mixture of both”. He said “but I have to tick only one option, Anni”. He then paused for a while, looked at me and said, “If you don’t mind, let me measure and calculate.Then I can say as per my company calculations, what shape it is called”. For a moment, I was struck awe but almost immediately I made up my mind to let him to measure me. He then asked me to remove my saree and I hesitantly bring down the saree pallu and stood in front of him, with my protruding boobs grabbed inside the blouse.Santhosh took a measuring tape and started measuring me and in that process, his fingers began to touch my boobs. He then placed his one hand on the slope of my boobs and the other below the boobs lightly, as if holding the boob and said “Anni, they are round and not too pointed”.His touch was making me feeling great and I could not say no, while he was touching. He then asked whether my boobs were soft or hard. I said “hard”. He said “I doubt” and he daringly put his hands over my boobs and pressed it a bit. He then said, “Yours is soft to touch but hard in shape”.But still my BIL was showing no signs of getting hot so I was thinking whether he is touching me on purpose or was really very professional. His non-excitement was giving me a sign he was a professional and was not doing to have a chance on me.Santhosh then asked me to jump up and down for 3 times to see how my current bra was in tact in performing. I did that too and he could see my boobs flying in all directions. This time I noticed his eyes lightened a bit but I was still not sure.He then gave me a weighing scale and asked me to get inside the room and measure my breasts weight alone individually and collectively, preferably with no clothes on. Now I really doubt this was also a part of the questionnaire. I hesitated a bit. He said, “This is the last part of the survey. Please do it for me Anni”. Though I had my own doubts about this ‘weighing’ part, I proceeded to give it a try and thereby obliging my BIL’s request too.I said to him I shall use his room which was in the ground floor while mine was in the upstairs. I went inside the room, removed my blouse, thought for a while whether it’s really necessary to remove the brassiere but decided to do so as per myBIL’s request and got rid of my bra too. Now I was all nude above my waist. Then I put the weighing machine on the edge of the bed. I knelled down on the floor and put my breasts over the weighing scale, measured them and took a paper from his writing desk and wrote it.While putting back my clothes, I decided not to wear the brassiere and put on only my blouse and saree, leaving the bra there on the bed itself. I just want to test my BIL’s reaction on seeing my brassiere lying on his bed! I then came outside and gave the paper to him, for which myBIL said his survey was over and he thanked me for my timely help. I said the dinner is ready and asked him to come and have it. He said to me, “you have it Anni. I will have after some time. I shall first enter these data’s on to my laptop and finalize this survey and then I will come”.I had my dinner and then went to his room to call him for dinner. Santhosh was not in his room. I saw his all clothes removed and were on the bed. Immediately I looked out for the brassiere but I found it missing. Is it taken by my BIL? He was in bathroom.With little confusion or delight I don’t know, I came out. After a while, my BIL came out, after having his bath and said the survey is over and thanked me again. He then went to the dinner table to have the dinner. I then quietly went to his room again.Now I saw my brassiere lying on the center of his bed. I picked it up and I found some sticky damp white fluid to be on the cups. Immediately I realized that it was the semen of myBIL and he had masturbated on my brassiere! Though I was bit embarrassed seeing that, a strange sense of craving hit me and immediately I was wet between my legs! Now all the doubts of my BIL being professional were over. Now I decided to catch him red-handed.Reach me for your comments at santi.naidu@gmail.com