Kapitel 3654: SEX IN INDIAN FAMILY
Hasina lay stretched out on her bed wearing nothing but a yawn. It was a scorching hot summer day, not to mention boring. Hasina was wondering how in the world she was going to make it through a whole long, hot summer without a man.
Hasina, a petite 20-year-old brunette, was home for the summer and separated from her boyfriend, Munna, who'd had to return to his own home town hundreds of miles away. Munna had given her plenty of steady loving over the past three months, and Hasina missed it desperately. In fact, she missed it more with each passing minute, and after a week at home, her need for sex was urgent.
What was she going to do about it? It was a small town, and she couldn't just walk down the street and pick up some guy. The news would be all over town in no time at all. Besides, picking up strangers wasn't Hasina's style. She wanted Munna. But she wouldn't be seeing him again till she returned in six weeks time, and that was just too long to wait.
"Ohhh, shit," she sighed, "what am I gonna do?"
There seemed to be only one answer. She'd have to get herself off, satisfy her own hot needs, without a man. Hasina blushed as she thought about it. She'd masturbated as a teenager sure, but since meeting Munna she'd left those naughty habits behind. Munna's hard lund (penis) had taken care of all her needs. Could she really go back to playing with herself?
Rolling onto her back, Hasina slid a hand down her sleek little body and over the soft fur of her bush. She snaked a finger between her thighs and touched the fiery-hot slit of her choot. The flesh was swollen, throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her lightest touch felt fantastic down there. Suddenly, there was a sharp rap at her bedroom door.
"Hasina, are you all right? I heard you moaning," called her mother's voice.
"I'm fine, Mom," Hasina called impatiently. "I'm just trying to take a nap. Maybe I had a dream."
"Oh, okay, dear," her mother replied, "try to go back to sleep."
Hasina moaned with frustration. She was just getting into the swing of things, and mom had to interrupt. That was another thing about being home for the summer... no damn privacy. It seemed like mom and dad checked up on everything she did. And then of course there were her two mischievous teenage bhais, always hanging around.
She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat off, she thought bitterly. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her hot, slippery little choot slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily, soaking her fingers with the sizzling fuck-juice. It felt good, real good, but there was one important ingredient lacking... a man's lund. She missed Munna's big, stiff lund so badly.
Hasina smiled as she thought about how she and Munna had met and how quickly he'd seduced her. She'd been an innocent virgin in her first year of University, and she'd been uptight and inhibited about sex, just like the rest of her family. But Munna had changed things very quickly. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as she recalled that first time.
She'd been crossing the campus, going from one class to another, when she almost bumped into this absolute hunk. He was a tall, muscular, with black hair and fantastically deep brown eye. Just gorgeous, Hasina thought, as she stood there staring at him like a fool. He'd looked her over, and obviously he liked what he saw, because he gave her a sexy smile.
"Those look heavy," he asked, indicating her textbooks. "Can I help you with them?"
Hasina had laughed. "I thought that went out with horses and buggies," she said.
"Okay," he replied, "how about going out with me instead? My name's Munna, and I'll pick you up at five."
Looking back on it, Hasina realized she'd never once said no to Munna the whole time she'd known him. She had agreed, on the spot, to a date with this perfect stranger. They got some take-away food and parked by a lake and chatted, and she found herself getting more turned on to the guy by the second. She was actually creaming her panties just being close to him, something she'd never done before. She was suddenly so incredibly aroused.
Hasina had never been horny for a guy before. Sometimes when she was still in high school she'd get an itchy, restless feeling, and she'd masturbate to ease the sensation. But she'd been very strictly raised, warned against boys and sex, and Munna was the first guy who'd broken through her reserve.
So when he started kissing her, Hasina didn't redidit. She was curious about sex, wondering what fucking was like, and she was so aroused by Munna that she just couldn't bear to make him stop. He used his tongue when he kissed, darting it teasingly in and out of her mouth, and that just drove her wild. When they finally came up for air, she was flushed and panting.
"Hasina," he laughed, "I get the impression you've never kissed a guy before."
"That's right," she admitted. "In fact this is my first real date."
"You're shitting me," Munna said.
"No, honest," Hasina said, "I was always chaperoned before. My folks wouldn't let me be alone with guys."
"God!" Munna exclaimed. "That's incredible! Well, baby, you got a lot of wasted time to make up for, and I'm just the guy to help you out."
He spent the rest of the evening proving it. Hasina shivered lustily as she thought back on that evening. Her choot-cream (cunt juice) came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her seething choot. She whimpered with excitement when she remembered Munna's next move on that first date. He'd moved fast and taken her by surprise, fondling her choochis (tits) through her thin silk blouse as he kept right on kissing her, sliding that incredibly talented tongue deep into her mouth.
She'd gasped and blushed when he suddenly pulled her blouse up out of her jeans, revealing the firmly packed cups of her little lacy bra. His hands closed over the cups, hot and confident, and he began to squeeze her firm, young choochis. To Hasina's astonishment, her nipples instantly went rigid, poking into his palms.
"Munna! Wait!" she gasped, "I never even held hands with a guy before."
"Don't you like what we're doing?" he grinned.
"I... I don't know," she stammered.
"Well, take a second and think about it," he advised. "Don't knock it till you know what it's like."
Hasina took his advice. She'd protested automatically, because that was how she'd been trained. Her mother had warned her again and again not to let boys touch her, yet she'd never explained what was wrong with it. Now Hasina shut her mother's lecturing voice out of her head and concentrated on the sensations she was getting as Munna stroked and squeezed her sensitive young choochis.
"Mmmmmm," she murmured, "that feels nice."
"It sure does, baby," he smiled, "and it'll feel even nicer if I take your bra off."
Hasina gawked at him. Munna just gave her another of those devastating sexy grins as he reached around her, unhooked her bra, and pushed the tiny garment up, uncovering her gorgeous choochis. Munna stared hungrily at the flawless creamy globes and at her stiff little pink nipples. Hasina could tell he was very aroused at the sight of her naked choochis.
He grabbed for them, his hands hot and eager. Hasina gasped and slumped back against the seat of the car, shivering with sensations she'd never experienced before. While Munna played with her choochis, she creamed right through her panties, and her belly did lusty flip-flops.
He worked his thumbs expertly over her nipples, making them even more rigid and engorged, and she moaned with delight.
"We really shouldn't be doing this," she said weakly.
"How come?" he grinned. "Don't you like it?"
That was the same question he'd asked before. It had never occurred to her. All she knew was that her folks would be very angry if they caught her doing these things with a boy. But did she like it? Now that she thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She didn't want Munna to stop fondling her sensitive choochis. So why were her parents against something that felt so good?
"Mmmmmm, yes I do! It feels great," she murmured, looking dreamily up into his handsome face.
"It's going to feel a lot better, baby. We're just getting started." he told her. "Why don't we get more comfortable? I know a real private spot."
He tugged her shirt down over her choochis but didn't fasten her bra. Hasina followed him in a daze as he grabbed a blanket, left the car, and followed a path through the woods. They came to a very secluded clearing, and Munna spread out the blanket, pulled her down on it, and started kissing her hotly.
Hasina just melted when he darted his tongue into her mouth and cupped and squeezed her bare choochis. Her choot was on fire, even though she didn't understand why. She just knew she couldn't stop creaming, couldn't stop her moaning and wriggling. Finally Munna broke off the steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot glazed look in his eyes as he reached for the zipper of her jeans and started tugging it open.
"No, Munna. wait," Hasina squeaked, "what are you doing?"
"I wanta see your choot (cunt)," he said, as if it was the most natural and reasonable request in the world.
She didn't know what to say to that. Her parents would have an answer, for sure, but was it her answer? She knew she wanted him to go on touching her and arousing her, but how far was "too far"? While she puzzled over these questions, Munna deftly removed her jeans and panties in one smooth tug, leaving her naked from the waist down. Her blouse was pushed up over her choochis, exposing her completely to his lustful gaze.
His eyes glowed with hunger as he studied her slender, naked young body. He stroked the soft little triangle of sparse fur covering her virgin choot, and she blushed hotly. Still, she didn't want him to stop.
She blushed even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs and studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her tight-lipped little slit. That was where she played with herself when she got those funny restless feelings.
Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She'd been told never to touch herself "down there" except to bathe. But he'd done it anyway. It just seemed the natural thing to do when she felt hot between her thighs. Now Munna was touching her there, and it felt even more exciting than when she played with herself.
He trailed a stiff finger from the top of her choot-slit all the way back to the tiny puckered mouth of her asshole. Back and forth went that finger, teasing and arousing her, making her cream in helpless spurts.
He grinned and rubbed the pearly juice all over her swollen slit, as Hasina writhed and whimpered with excitement.
"Ooooo, Munna, that feels so gooooood!" she cried.
"It's gonna get even better," he promised.
He folded back the soft-furred lips of her choot and exposed the tiny hooded lump of flesh that always gave her so much pleasure. That was the secret button she rubbed when she needed to get off. He went right for it, grasping it between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it. Hasina sobbed with pleasure and soaked his fingers with uncontrollable discharges of hot choot-cream.
"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gurgled, "please keep doing that, Munna, it feels so good."
"Sure, baby," he crooned, "I'll get you off."
Hasina didn't know what that expression meant. Eventually Munna would teach her a whole new vocabulary, but that night she knew hardly any words at all. She just let him do what he wanted, knowing it would feel great.
He kneaded her clit steadily and quickly between his fingers, giving her a continuous buzz of sweet hot sensation. Hasina closed her eyes in ecstasy and clawed the blanket.
"Ohhhhh, yes, yessss," she moaned. "Rub me there, Munna, don't stop."
Hasina felt the hot pleasure building steadily in her choot, and it made her sob and writhe and moan. Her cream was flowing out non-stop now, soaking her choot and Munna's fingers. She screwed her eyes tightly closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she sailed to the very brink of orgasm. A minute or so later she felt a violent explosion of pleasure radiating out from her clit and shaking her whole body. She bucked uncontrollably.
It was much more powerful than the feelings she'd been giving herself, so powerful that she wrenched away from Munna and rolled around on the blanket, convulsing helplessly. It was quite some time before she went still. Then she opened her eyes and looked wonderingly at Munna, who was grinning down at her.
"What was that?" she panted. "What happened to me?"
"You came, baby," he chuckled. "You know... a climax... an orgasm... and a big one by the look of it. Did you enjoy it?
"Are you kidding? " she exclaimed. "I loved it!"
"Want me to give you another one?" he leered.
"Oh, wow, yes," Hasina cried, "I'd love that, Munna."
"Okay, but I'm gonna do it kinda differently this time," he said.
Hasina nodded impatiently. She didn't care how he did it, as long as it happened again. That first orgasm had been terrific, but it had also made her greedy for more. This time she wasn't bashful or hesitant about opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle finger stiff and started inserting it right into her virgin choot.
"Ohhhhh, my God," she gasped.
"Ever had anything in there before?" he asked, his voice husky with hotness.
"N...no," Hasina said.
He nodded, and she could tell it really turned him on to know he was the first guy to feel inside her untried choot. His finger felt big and stiff to her, but she liked the sensation of having her choot filled and crammed. Munna eased his finger up her cream-slick little tunnel as far as it would go, and Hasina soaked the probing digit finger with another hot flood of juice.
Then he started finger-fucking her, and she was in ecstasy. This was something she'd never tried on herself. She always fooled around with her clit, rubbing it or kneading it till the itchy, horny feelings wet away, but she'd never tried putting anything into her choot, not even her own fingers.
Instinctively she began to hunch her hips up at his swiftly pumping finger, seeking deeper penetration and more of that delicious friction on her clit.
"Ohhhhhh, wow, yeah," she moaned, "I love that, Munna. I love your finger in me!"
"I can think of something you're gonna love even more up that hot little hole baby," he said hoarsely.
Hasina didn't know what he meant, and besides, she hardly heard him, she was so caught up in the intense pleasure she was getting from his thick, pistoning finger. She closed her eyes and ignored everything else. The pleasure grew and grew in her choot, till she was sobbing with it and clawing the blanket and soaking Munna's finger with huge sizzling spurts of cream.
"Ohhhhhh, God, I can't take much more," she whimpered, "I just have to come."
"This oughta do it for you," Munna said, finger-fucking her even faster.
He was right. His swiftly jerking finger took her right over the edge into another body-rocking orgasm.
"Ohhhhhhh, ooooooo, I'm coming, whaaahhhhhhh!" she screamed.
Again she rolled around in total bliss and lost track of time. She knew perfectly well that her parents wouldn't approve of what this boy was doing to her, but by now she didn't care. No way could she turn down pleasure like this. She was already hooked on it. She loved everything Munna had done so far... and she wanted more!
She opened her eyes and gasped. Munna was kneeling between her legs, as before, but this time he didn't have any pants on. Hasina had never seen a lund before, at least not a grownup one, and she just couldn't help staring. She'd helped bathe her kid bhais when they were tiny, but their little lunds were dwarfed by Munna's thick eight-inch column of rock-hard meat.
"Get acquainted with it, honey," he chuckled, taking her hand and placing it on his lund.
Dazedly she began playing with his lund, squeezing it and fondling it. It was so soft, yet at the same time so incredibly hard! The hole at the tip leaked hot sticky cream onto her fingers. Munna's nostrils flared as he watched her, and his lund made lusty lurches and twitches.Then he gently moved her hand away and lay down on top of her, sinking between her thighs.
"I'm gonna get you off again," he told her, "but this time I'm gonna use my lund, baby. You're gonna love this!"
Hasina felt his huge, hard erection pushing its way up her virgin choot. She wasn't scared. Everything Munna had done to her so far had felt marvelous, and she knew this would be great, too. His lund was much thicker than his finger and the fit was extremely tight. It was so exciting to have his big hard lund throbbing inside her choot. Hasina's choot creamed all over the huge shaft, making his way slicker and easier. Munna groaned in delight as he stuffed her full of his stiff lund, butting up against her hymen after getting his lund into her tight little choot only halfway.
"This might hurt a bit, baby", warned Munna as he pulled out for the thrust that she knew would end her virginity.
"Do it!", she groaned, eager to feel his huge lund in her tight little choot all the way. "Put it right in and fuck me!"
"Ohhh, baby!", Munna grunted and slammed his lund hard into her choot.
There was a slight rediditance and then a popping, tearing feeling followed by sudden sharp pain. Hasina cried out, but the pain was gone almost before her scream stopped echoing in the secluded clearing. Munna began to move very slowly in her, getting her used to the entire length of his thick lund inside her tightly stretched little hole.
Soon the pain was replaced with increasingly more delicious feelings of pleasure, and Hasina began lifting her ass of the blanket, fucking him back.
"You like it?" he asked hoarsely.
"Uhhhhhhh, yes, Munna!" Hasina gurgled, "It hurt a bit at first, but it feels wonderful now. I think. I'm gonna like this best of all."
"I sure hope do, sweetheart", he grinned lewdly. "'Cause I'm gonna want to fuck your tight, hot, little hole a lot more... that's for damn sure!"
Hasina sure hoped so too. The feeling of his big, hard lund filling and stretching her tiny choot was the most incredibly pleasurable feeling she'd felt in her entire life. She'd loved what he did to her before with his fingers and lips and tongue, but best of all she loved his lund.
From the first time they fucked, she was hooked on it, unable to get enough of it. Munna brought her along carefully, fucking her at first in slow sensuous strokes, then fucking her faster and harder as her tight little chootrelaxed and expanded.
Soon they were fucking at full speed, clawing at each other, snarling and growling their pleasure. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and Hasina gurgled in ecstasy each time Munna's hard lund slammed into her.She arched her back and hunched her ass up off the blanket so that his rigid shaft rubbed her clit, giving her blast after blast of intense pleasure.
"Oooooo, Munna, I love it," she sobbed, "I just love it. Fuck me! Fuck me forever!"
Munna cupped her churning ass and fucked into her with lightning speed, finally carried away by his own wild arousal. Hasina felt her third orgasm of the evening exploding from the depths of her choot, and she clung to him and sobbed in bliss as the delicious spasms shook her.Munna was right behind her, bellowing and shuddering, slamming his twitching lund deep up inside her, flooding her chootwith jets of molten cum.
"Awwwww, Christ, I'm cummmmmming, baby!" he roared.
"Yes, give it to me, cream me, unnggghhh!" Hasina sobbed.
After that they'd fucked like bunnies on every date. They just couldn't get enough of each other. But summer vacation tore them apart.Munna had to go home to a regular summer job, and Hasina's parents demanded that she spend the time with them. Going without Munna's regular hot fucking was just killing her.
Feverishly she rubbed her chudasi choot(horny cunt), but it just wasn't the same as when Munna did it. She missed his lund. She missed it so badly, she could have screamed. Her fingers couldn't do the job. They weren't the size or the shape of his bada mota lund. Hasina moaned with frustration and looked around the room, searching for something that resembled a lund.
She spied a basket of fruit her mother had left in the room for snacks. A fat long banana seemed to fit the bill. Hasina snatched it up and pressed the pointed tip to the creaming mouth of her pyasi choot. She began pushing the banana into herself, panting and moaning as it stretched and crammed her chudasi choot just like Munna's big lund.
"Oooooo, fuck! Shit, yesssss," she hissed.
Munna had taught her to talk dirty when they made love, and now she just couldn't help it, any more than she could help her hot heavy creaming as she eased the thick banana into her hungry little fuckhole. She closed her eyes and pretended she was taking her boyfriend's big rock-hard lund. Her excitement reached fever pitch as she shoved the banana home.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yesssss," she sobbed, "Stick it in me, fuck me with it, Munna. I need it so bad, honey."
Hasina started plunging the firm thick fruit up and down in her juice-slick choot-hole, as she felt blast after blast of pleasure, just as she did when Munna fucked her. She could tell she was going to be really fond of bananas this summer. She worked the thing faster and faster as her lust reached boiling point. It made an obscene sucking noise, reaming the thick hot cream from her greedily clinging little choot.
It felt fantastic, yet she still wanted Munna. The banana might save her sanity, but it wouldn't cure her boredom. Only Munna could do that. She needed his hard male body writhing against hers, his throbbing hot lund cramming her choot.
"Do it to me. Honey, fuck me good," she whimpered.
Hasina had never been turned on by any of the guys in her little hometown, and the only other males around were her father and her two younger bhais. So, for the rest of her long vacation she'd just have to use bananas and fantasies. She jerked the banana as hard and fast as she could in her frantically chudasi choot, pretending it was her boyfriend's pile-driving lund.
"Ohhhhhh, God, I'm almost there," she sobbed. "Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me as hard as you can! Ooohhhhh, God! Fuck! Ohhhhh! UHHHNGGHHHHH!"
She felt the delicious explosion in the depths of her choot, and it flashed out to burn through her whole body. She rolled around on the bed whimpering and moaning with ecstasy, frantically fucking herself with the glistening banana.
"Ohhhhh yeah, screw me you motherfucker, you're doing it, I'm coming!" she howled. "Unnnhhhh, shit, I coming so goooooood!"
The body-wracking orgasm was the first she'd had in a week, her first relief since the last time she and Munna had fucked. It lasted a long time, and it left her limp and gasping. She finally rolled onto her back and withdrew the cream-soaked banana from her temporarily satisfied choot, giving it a wistful look.
"Well, pal, " she sighed, "I guess it's just you and me for the next six weeks."
Hasina rolled off the bed, slipped into a light bathrobe, and headed for the shower. She was so hot and sweaty after bringing herself off, she really needed to cool off and get clean. But to her annoyance, the bathroom door was closed and she could hear the shower running inside. No doubt, one of her bhais (brothers).
Sameer and Raja were always hogging the bathroom. Hasina didn't understand how guys could spend such a long time in there. She decided it was time to satisfy her curiosity, so she knelt and peered through the keyhole.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped.
It was her 19-year-old bhai (brother) Sameer, and he was jacking off. He cleverly had the shower running, so no one would be suspicious as to what he was doing in there, but he wasn't taking a shower. Sameer was standing outside the stall, fully clothed except that his jeans and shorts were down around his ankles. He was standing before the sink, and in the sink he'd propped a big color photo of a naked woman. He was staring at the picture and pumping his lund like crazy.
Hasina stifled a giggle. She'd really caught ol' Sameer this time. Totally unaware that he had an audience, he was ogling that naughty photo and beating his meat, his face flushed and contorted with lusty pleasure.
The young woman in the photo had choochis like watermelons, and she had her legs wide open, showing the glistening pink flesh of her choot. She was stroking her choot, playing with herself, and her half-closed eyes seemed to look right at the reader. So Sameer was jacking off while he watched the girl beat off. Very kinky, kind of arousing, too, Hasina thought.
Even though she'd just gotten herself off powerfully with the banana, she felt herself getting chudasi again as she watched her kid bhai jerk himself off. Sameer wasn't badly hung, either, she noticed. His jawan lund was almost as thick and long as Munna's. The last time she'd seen it he was a little boy, but it definitely wasn't a little-boy lund any more. It was man-size.
Hasina stared at her bhai's big, rigid boner and felt her choot moisten with arousal. That was what she really craved and longed for, a nice hard lund. It was hell going without one, and it was just unthinkable that she'd have to wait three months before getting laid again. Here was a gorgeous hard-on that was being totally wasted, and it looked like Sameer was just as hard up as she was when it came to finding a partner.
Hasina was sure he was dreaming of fucking that big-choochiwali girl in the picture. No doubt he was fantasizing that he was hammering his rock-hard lund in her chudasi choot and making her squeal with pleasure... just as Hasina had done when she pretended that the long firm banana was her boyfriend's lund. Too bad she and her bhai had to make do with fantasies. Both of them were ready and eager to make a partner very happy, but no partner was available.
Sameer pumped his lund with lightning speed, and even through the closed door Hasina could hear his deep, harsh panting and moaning as he worked himself toward a desperately needed orgasm. The head of his lund was hugely swollen, a gleaming purple, and it was leaking clear globs of pre-cum. Hasina drooled at the sight of that wasted lund-juice. Munna had taught her how to give head, and she loved going down on him. She was starved for the taste of lund cream, and it made her ravenous to see the pearly stuff dripping from her bhai's long, stiff lund.
"Unnnhhhhh, shit, unnnhhhhh," Sameer groaned, his face contorted with lust.
He was almost there, and Hasina was getting wildly aroused as she watched him. She knew she'd be drooling when he shot his load, imagining a whole mouthful of his come. There was a lot she could do to give her bhai pleasure and a lot he could do to satisfy her needs. Now that she thought about it, she and Sameer could really help each other out.
Yeah, why not? Sure, he was her bhai, but any port in a storm, right. Especially when you were as desperate for lund as Hasina was just them. Besides, Sameer was pretty cute, a blonde hunk just like their father and their younger bhai, Raja, who'd just turned eighteen.
Hasina dropped a hand to her choot and rubbed a finger into her wet little slit as she watched her bhai's large lund twitch and jerk in his rapidly pumping fist. She imagined that long, thick pole pounding into her tight little fuckhole and her choot creamed onto her gently stroking fingers.
Suddenly, Sameer let out a muffled cry and Hasina saw her bhai stiffen in ecstasy, pumping his fist on his lund like crazy. A long jet of pearly jism spurted from Sameer's lund and hit the woman in the picture right on the choochis and trickled down over her choot. Sameer moaned and milked his spurting lund, sending more jets of sperm at the woman's photograph until the whole page was covered with it.
Hasina rubbed her choot furiously as she watched the incredibly arousing spectacle of her younger bhai cumming like a stud bull. She had the sudden urge to rush in and suck the rest of his creamy juice from Sameer's balls, but thought better of it. She might embarrass him so much he's be too sacred to help her out with her own frustrations.
She watched as her bhai's orgasm subsided and Sameer finally released his grip on his lund. The long, limp shaft glistened wetly with his sticky cum and even though it had lost most of it's rigidity, Hasina was impressed by it's size.
Hasina waited till she saw he was zipping up before calling out to him.
"Hurry up, Sameer, I wanta take a shower."
"Uh, okay, Didi," he stammered, grabbing the cum-streaked photo and stuffing it up under his t-shirt.
He was still a little flushed when he opened the door to find his didi standing there in her short robe. It hung open just enough at the front for Sameer to see that Hasina wasn't wearing anything underneath it either. The nipple of one gorgeous firm little choochi peeked out from the edge of the thin material and he could just see the shadow of her choot ka baal through the narrow opening at the bottom.
"By the way, how about going out to the lake with me for a swim this afternoon?"
"Er.. y...yeah, that'd be nice," he stammered. He hardly heard her.
His mind was still reeling from the sensation of his didi's hard little nipples brushing against his chest as she turned sideways to pass him in the doorway.
"Good," Hasina said as she closed the door on him, "we'll go in about half an hour."
For their trip to the lake, Hasina chose an outrageously tiny bikini, which she'd purchased just recently. Mom and dad hadn't seen it yet, and they never would. Hasina knew they'd freak. She put on her jeans and shirt over the bikini when she went to ask for the keys to the car.
"All right, dear," her mother agreed, "but be sure you and Sameer are back in time for dinner."
"Yes, ma'am," Hasina said with a big smile.
That gave her four hours, and she figured she'd have no trouble seducing her chudakad bhai in that amount of time. Hasina parked in a secluded spot by the lake, and Sameer helped her spread out a blanket for them to sit on. As they stripped off their outer clothing, Hasina noticed that her bhai was wearing a very conservative pair of swimming trunks and didn't have a tan. When Sameer saw her in her skimpy little black bikini, his mouth dropped open. It seemed to condidited of nothing but two thin strips of cloth just wide enough to cover her nipples and chootslit. Sameer's eyes almost popped out of his head as she did a sexy little pirouette, her firm young choochis and ass bouncing provocatively as she turned.
"Well? What do you think?" she asked, posing for him.
"God, Didi, that's some bikini!" he exclaimed, staring at Hasina's exposed flesh.
"Thanks," Hasina smiled. "I'm glad it meets your approval, little bhai!"
Sameer took another long, hungry look at his didi's gorgeous body and dashed into the water to cool off, yelling at her to join him. They didn't swim long. Sameer was so engrossed in looking at her choochis he kept bumping into her, and Hasina figured the time was ripe for seducing him. Her ceaselessly horny choot reminded her of how great his stiff young lund was going to feel, and she could hardly wait to try it. She went to stretch out on the blanket, and Sameer followed.
"What happened to your tan," she asked. "Don't you ever get outdoors?"
"Aw, I've been too busy studying," he sighed.
"Poor Sameer, never has any fun," Hasina mocked.
"I've had my fair share," said Sameer. "And looks like you might have to, if that new bikini of yours is any indication. I bet you have to fight the guys off with a stick."
"Nope, I usually just fuck 'em", grinned Hasina, smiling at the shocked look on her bhai's face.
Sameer turned scarlet. His mouth dropped open again. He tried to say something, but his voice didn't work. Finally he cleared his throat and tried again.
"Um... I'm not sure I heard you right, Didi," he said.
"Oh, you heard me okay, Sameer." Hasina said. "I've been going with a guy, and we've been fucking. We've been doing all kinds of fun things."
"Like what?" he asked, his voice hoarse with excitement.
"Oh, like this," Hasina said, moving over to kiss him.
She planted her mouth on his and gave him one of those long steamy tongue-kisses she and Munna loved. They always turned her on like crazy, and she was hoping they'd have the same effect on Sameer. Not that Sameer needed much turning on. The poor kid was probably horny twenty- four hours a day. He shivered with excitement as she kissed him.
Finally she drew back, leaving him flushed and blinking, and she saw that her plan was working very well. The crotch of his swimsuit was bulging. Just one kiss, and her kid bhai had a big fat hard-on. Hasina's choot began to drool at the thought of that long thick satisfying lund penetrating her poor neglected choot. As she ogled that enticing lump, Sameer looked dazed and confused.
"Well, what do you think, Sameer? Can yours big didi kiss, or what!" she purred.
He just nodded, too shaken up to speak. Hasina smiled and went straight to the next phase of her plan.
"Wow, feel that sun," she said, "I hate to get strap marks in my tan."
Hasina removed her bikini top, and Sameer's mouth dropped open even farther. She stretched out on her back and let him ogle her high- riding apple-size choochis and small pink nipples.
"God!" he breathed hoarsely.
"Do you like my choochis, Sameer?" asked Hasina, smiling seductively as she cupped her firm you boobs and offered them up to her bhai's hot gaze.
"You bet, Didi! I've never seen such a perfect pair of choochis before."
"Thanks for the compliment, little bhai," chuckled Hasina, moving closer so he could get a better look. "Here, feel how firm they are. I don't usually need to wear a bra."
She grabbed her bhai's hands hot, sweaty hands and placed them palms down on her naked choochis. She showed him how to squeeze and mold the silky globes, firmly but not painfully. Then she let go and allowed him to solo. He was clumsy but eager.
"What do you think, firm huh?" she asked with an impish grin.
"Fuck, yeah," he groaned.
With a sly smile on her pretty young face, Hasina slipped off her tiny bikini bottoms, and Sameer stared at his didi's naked little choot. It wasn't the first time he'd seen a naked choot, but it was certainly the most exciting. He's been beating off over the dozens of juicy pictures stashed away in his room, but this was much more arousing.
His didi's choochis were firm and hot and pulsating under his stroking hands, her body sleek and curvy and gorgeous. She bent her knees and spread her legs, and Sameer gasped as her sweet young choot-slit opened, revealing the glistening pink flesh inside. The lips were covered with a delicate brown fur and looked plump and swollen. Hasina folded back the fur and showed him a tiny hooded lump of flesh. She pressed a fingertip to it, started to rub, and he felt her nipples swelling and throbbing against his palms.
"Uhhhhh, Sameer, I'm feeling so chudasi! Wanna help your poor over-sexed didi get off, little bhaiya?" she asked, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust.
"You bet, didi!" cried Sameer eagerly. "I'll get you off real good!"
Sameer reached out and removed Hasina's hand from her choot, replacing it with his own. Hasina gasped at the intimate contact and hunched her hips forward as her bhai cupped and squeezed her sizzling choot with his palm. He ran a finger between the furry little lips and felt the moisture there. His didi was obviously very turned on by him. Her choot felt scorching hot and slick with juice as he rubbed it. And as soon as Sameer moved up to caress her clit, he was rewarded with a sudden flood of hot sticky choot malai.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, bhaiya, that's it," she gurgled. "Keep doing that, and I'll come like crazy."
"Do you really want me to make you cum like this, Didi?" Sameer asked, still a little unsure where all this sex-play was going to end.
"Yeah... for starters," she grinned.
Hasina lay back and let her bhaiya stimulate her horny little joy button with his finger for a while. It felt great, much more exciting than when she did it herself. She gurgled and moaned and creamed, the hot friction taking her higher and higher. She stared at the huge bulge in his swimsuit but made no attempt to touch him. Not, yet. She was saving that little treat for later.
It obviously wasn't going to be any problem seducing her bhai. He was horny and eager to fuck, just as she'd suspected. He was flushed and panting as he worked her toward climax, his lusty eyes glued to her rasbhari choot. She kept her thighs widely parted so he could see everything. She noticed a wet spot at the front of his trunks where his lund cream was leaking through. That was a good sign. She wanted him as horny as possible.
"Uhhhhh, Sameer, that feels so good, baby. Stick your finger in my choot," she moaned. "I want to feel something stiff and hard in my poor neglected little choot."
"You are feeling chudasi, aren't you, didi!", grinned Sameer, starting to enjoy the feeling of power he suddenly seemed to have over his didi .
"Ohhhhh, bhaiya, I sure, am!"Gasped Hasina,"main ek hafte se chudi nahi!"
Impatiently she grabbed her bhai's middle finger and inserted it into the moist, clinging mouth of her choot.
"Come on, Sameer, stick it all the way into me," she begged hoarsely, "Fuck my horny little choot with your finger!" Sameer just about came in his pants, hearing Hasina talk to him like that.
Never in his wildest wet dreams did he imagine he'd ever hear his gorgeous didi beg him to actually finger-fuck her. And if this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up. Hasina let go of his hand, and Sameer slid his long, stiff finger into her choot, sheathing it in moist scorching choot-flesh.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, yessss," she hissed, "Shove it in there, Sameer! All the way! Fuck me with it."
Sameer's lund was almost bursting out of his trunks and his balls felt ready to explode with their steaming load. He shoved his thick middle finger as far as it would go into his didi's greedy choot, then started jerking it in and but of the tight, slippery little hole. Hasina wailed with delight and soaked his fingers with burst after burst of sizzling choot-cream. Sameer was almost groaning with horniness as he finger-fucked his cute naked didi.
Hasina knew she was driving him wild, but she couldn't help herself. She was so frantically horny by now, she just had to get off. Tightening her choot steadily around his pistoning finger, Hasina flew higher and higher towards orgasm. She closed her eyes tightly, and her elfin face became contorted with lust. Then Sameer felt her choot clamping like a vise around his sawing finger.
"Oooooo, shit, yeah! That's it! You're making me cum, bhaiya... you're making me cummmmmmm!" Hasina wailed, her petite body bucking violently.
"Uuuuuuhhhhhh, God!" Sameer groaned.
It was exquisite torture to kneel there and feel his didi's snug little choot coming all around his deeply thrusting finger. Her juice-spurting choot squeezed and sucked at his finger, and he could just imagine how fantastic that tight, hot action would feel around his lund. Hasina went on writhing and bucking and moaning for almost a full minute, then fell back with a long, satisfied sigh.
"Oh, wow, did I ever need that," she exclaimed. "Thanks a lot, little bhai, I feel a whole lot better."
"You got your rocks off, didi..." said Sameer, rubbing the huge bulge in the crotch of his trunks, "... now, what about me?"
Hasina could hardly keep from giggling, as he looked so pathetic. His face was red, his eyes bulging out as he stared down at her with a look of frustration on his handsome young face. His lund looked ready to tear its way out of his swimming trunks. He was the perfect picture of total horniness.
"Okay, I guess you deserve something for getting me off so nicely," teased Hasina.
She could hardly wait to get her hands of her bhai's gorgeous big lund, but she didn't want him to know that. Besides, it was making her horny again just watching him lust after her like this.
Hasina helped him out of the swimsuit and gasped as his stiff lund sprang into view. It was fully erect and throbbing with swollen blue veins. Hasina curled her fingers around it and began to pump her fist up and down the hard, pulsating shaft. Sameer flinched and moaned, closing his eyes in ecstasy at his didi's tightly clenched fist pumped his lund.
"Feels a lot better than your own hand did this morning in the bathroom, doesn't it, Sameer, darling?" she whispered, bending forward to kiss her bhai passionately.
He kissed her back, his tongue dueling with hers inside her hot moist, little mouth. He was extremely excited at the thought that his didi had watched him jerking off in the bathroom and wondered if that had precipitated her horny, seductive behavior this afternoon. Then, suddenly, he didn't care any more, because his balls were churning in orgasm.
He'd gotten so horny, finger-fucking Hasina's juicy choot and her hot little fist on his lund was doing such an expert job, she had him cumming already. Sameer roared as his lund suddenly exploded with a huge eruption of jizz. He was coming right in her pumping fist, and Hasina shivered with excitement as she watched. She knew he was turned on, but she hadn't realized just how acutely horny he was. It had only taken a couple of strokes, and he was coming like a stud bull. He sprayed his thick boiling come all over the blanket. Then he shivered with relief and looked sheepish.
She pushed him down on his back, knelt beside him, and went on pumping his lund. She knew he'd have another hard-on in no time at all. Sameer was about the horniest boy she'd ever known. He watched her, blissed- out, and slowly but steadily his young lund began to grow again in her pumping fingers.
"Wow, you sure do recover fast, Sameer" she murmured.
"With a gorgeous girl like you tugging on my lund, didi, what else can a horny guy do?" grinned Sameer, reaching out to stroke his didi's juicy-wet choot-slit.
She moaned as he inserted two stiff fingers and twisted them slowly around.
"Uhhhh yeah, keep doing that and I'll cum again!", moaned Hasina, speeding up her hand on her bhai's rapidly-hardening lund.
"How 'bout you give my lund a big didi's kiss, right on the head."
Hasina giggled and leaned down between his legs, doing exactly as he suggested. Her lips sucked gently on the head of her bhai's lund and Sameer moaned with pleasure as she stuck the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit at the top. Then, she stuck out her tongue and began licking the swelling knob all over.
Sameer flinched and gasped with delight. His didi's hot little tongue was like wet velvet on the sensitive head of his lund. He felt his balls filling fast and hard with another boiling load of come. But this time, he wasn't going to waste it. If all went well, he'd soon be spurting his jizz down his pretty didi's throat.
"Uhmmmmmhhh, yeahhhh, Didi, that feels fuckin' fantastic!" he groaned.
Hasina firmed her grip on his mushrooming lund and pumped it faster, and she soon got what she was after. Thick globs of cream began to ooze from his piss hole. Her mouth drooled at the sight, and she quickly lapped up the hot salty cream and swallowed it down hungrily. It had been more than a week since she'd tasted lund-juice, and she was starved for it.
His lund ballooned to its full dimensions, pushing her pumping fingers wide apart. The head of his lund swelled into a big purple knob, and more and more pearly cream bubbled from the cleft. Hasina gobbled it up as fast as she could spear it up on her greedy little tongue. Sameer watched his didi hungrily lapping up his juice, and he shivered with lust.
Things got even better. When she'd cleaned his lund head of all that cream, she opened her lips as wide as she could and slid them down around his rock-hard boner. She took in the head and part of the shaft. The rest she busily pumped as she drew in her cheeks and started to suck. Her sucking was strong and loud and greedy, bringing Sameer's lust to the boiling point.
"Uhhhhhh, fuuuuuuck! Didi, your mouth feels like a fucking choot!", moaned Sameer, hunching his hips at her face.
His didi's lips were hot and tight around his meat, and she seemed to be trying to suck the jizz right out of his balls. In a minute or two that was exactly what would happen. Sameer snorted with pleasure and anticipation.
"Ooooooh, shit yeah! Suck it, Didi! Suck my fuckin' lund!" he panted.
Hasina didn't need to be urged on. She was sucking noisily and greedily on his swollen lund, eager for a steaming mouthful of his jism. Each hungry suck of his didi's mouth gave Sameer a blast of pleasure and made him groan and writhe. Her head bobbed furiously up and down, her long brown curls bouncing. He could feel her hot saliva boiling around his lund. Sameer spun out of control and started fucking her mouth. He groaned, closed his eyes, and pistoned his dick back and forth over his didi's slippery tongue. Hasina groaned with excitement and drooled all over her bhai's stabbing lund. It was just a few seconds later that she felt the first hot jet of cum against the back of her throat.
"Uuuuhhhh, shit, Didi, I'm coming, aaaaahhhnnnnghhhh!" Sameer roared.
Hasina let his delicious boiling jism collect in her mouth till her cheeks bulged with it, savoring the salty flavor. Then she gulped it down, moaning with excitement. Sameer groaned and fucked her gulping mouth till he'd jetted the last drop of his cum into his didi's sucking mouth, then flopped back with a loud sigh of satisfaction. Hasina licked her lips to get every bit of his tasty load.
"Well, Sameer, I'm gonna go crazy if I don't get fucked pretty soon," said Hasina, shamelessly rubbing her juicy wet choot against her bhai's thigh. "So, how about getting that big horse-lund of yours hard again and helping me out?"
"Okay, Didi! You talked me in to it!", he grinned.
"Ohhhh, yeahhh!" she purred, reaching for his lund. "Let's fuck, little bhai!"
It didn't take any time at all for Hasina to pump him into hardness. Sameer imagined sticking his lund into that hot, velvety little hole of hers, and that was all it took. His tireless teenaged lund mushroomed into iron-hardness, throbbing eagerly against Hasina's stroking fingers. Finally, she drew back and stared at the big stiff pole throbbing between her fingers.
"Mmmmm, fantastic," she gurgled, "Come on... let's get that gorgeous big lund inside me!"
Sameer was so excited, he was shaking. Hasina seemed a lot more calm, but he could see how chudasi she was from the way she kept looking at his engorged lund and licking her lips. Hasina lay down on her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wide. He crawled between them and let himself down on her.
"Fuck me, Sameer!", she panted, spreading her legs wide and clinging to her little bhai like a leech. "Fuck that long hard lund into my choot, and make me cum!"
Sameer started shoving his rigid lund against her choot, but all it did was skid up and down through Hasina's cream-slick choot. In his adolescent eagerness, he couldn't seem to find her hungry young choot hole. They both moaned with impatience and frustration as the fruitless search continued. Finally Hasina reached down, grabbed her bhai's rock-hard lund, and thrust the bloated head into her snug but incredibly juicy choot opening.
"There," she panted, "now push! Push hard!"
"Uhhhhh, Didi!" Sameer groaned as he shoved into her.
In one long, greedy thrust he sheathed his lund to the balls in his didi's juicy, clinging choot. He paused to savor the sensation, his lund throbbing against every inch of her tightly-gripping little fuckhole. Hasina gurgled with excitement and soaked her little bhai's lund with hot spurts of choot-cream.
"Oooooh, Sameer! God, that feels soooooo good," she squealed.
"Unnnghhhhh! It sure fuckin' does," he sighed blissfully. "God, you're tight! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Sameer started working his lund in and out of his didi's hot clingy choot, and it didn't take him long to get a good steady rhythm going. He fucked into her hard and fast, and Hasina eagerly responded by arching her slender young hips up, taking her little bhai's pistoning lund as deep as she could get it, moaning blissfully as his thick shaft rubbed deliciously up and down over her clit.
"Ohhhhh, yeahhh! Fuck me, Sameer! Ummmmmm, that feels soooooo good." she moaned.
"It sure does!" he muttered, staring down at the look of utter bliss on his didi's pretty face.
He was fucking her ferociously, but Hasina seemed to like it. Sameer still couldn't believe all this was happening. Of course, like all bhais, he'd had the occasional lustful thoughts about his sexy didi, but he'd dismissed them as adolescent fantasy. Now he was actually doing it.. he was fucking her, and Hasina loved it!
Sameer kept slamming into upthrust slit with his lund, jabbing it as fast and hard as he could to in his didi's snug and juicy choot. Fucking her was even more fun than he'd imagined. As his excitement grew, he fucked her faster and harder, but she never seemed to mind his roughness. In fact Sameer noticed that the harder he fucked her, the more aroused his didi seemed to get.
"Am I fucking you too hard, Didi?" he asked, just to be sure.
"Ohhhhhh, no, Baby, I love it!" she gurgled.
As far as Hasina was concerned, it wasn't possible to be fucked too hard. She craved his eager roughness. She was way overdue for a good hard fucking, and gentleness wasn't what she wanted at all, not this afternoon. She needed to be fucked till her teeth rattled, till she couldn't take any more. She clung to him, hunching her hips up at every powerful thrust, her clinging choot drenching his pounding lund with endless floods of cream.
"Oooooooooh, Goddddd! Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" Hasina wailed.
Sameer did just that, pile-driving his long, thick lund deep up into his didi's squirming choot. It excited him immensely to see how genuinely aroused his didi was. No girl he'd ever fucked before had creamed so hot and heavy around his lund as he pounded her so deeply. And she was fucking right back at him, jerking her hips to his rhythm, arching her slim body hard against his, her tight, clasping little choot taking his huge lund inside her to the balls on every stroke.
Each time he shoved it into her, Hasina squealed with delight and soaked his lund with another molten spurt of cream. Her excitement infected him, and he snorted with lust and fucked into her even harder, their bodies slapping loudly together. Like two rutting animals, bhai and didi went at each other with snarls and growls and yelps, totally carried away with their incestuous pleasure.
"Unnhhhh, fuck it to me, Sameer, fuck the living shit out of me!" Hasina wailed.
Sameer was beyond words. He was concentrating on the pleasure building in his loins, glutting himself on the hot sensations as his lund pistoned in and out of her tight clasping sheath. He was fucking his squealing didi with lightning speed, making her petite body shudder with the impact. He felt her chootsuddenly tightening around his pile- driving lund, just as it had tightened around his finger earlier, and he realized she was coming. Hasina sobbed in ecstasy as the delicious spasms of climax shook her body. Sameer could feel her strong-muscled little choot squeezing his lund almost flat and soaking it with flood after flood of sizzling come - cream. But he had his second wind now and wasn't tempted to come along with her.
He hoped they could go on fucking all day! Sameer went on stroking her with his lund, reaming her convulsing choottill she finally went limp and panting. She had a horny little grin on her face as she enjoyed the continuing pumping action of his rock- hard lund. She opened her eyes and looked at him delightedly.
"Sameer, your lund's still hard!" she said.
"You bet, Didi," he panted, "And I'm gonna fuck your garam, chudasi choot till you faint!"
"Oooohhh, Sameer! I sure hope so!" Hasina said eagerly, "but let's try it another way now, okay?"
"Okay," he agreed.
He wasn't quite sure what she meant, but he didn't care. As long as they got to fuck, fine, he didn't care how they did it. She pushed him off her, and his cream-soaked lund snapped free, dripping and rigid. Hasina rolled onto her elbows and knees and stuck her cute little ass out at him.
"Let's try it this way," she giggled. "I like fucking doggy- style."
"Yeah, so do I!", Sameer grinned.
He knelt behind her and grasped her hips. There wouldn't be any difficulty finding the entrance of her chootthis time. It was right there in front of him, a cream-oozing little hole at the very center of her luscious-looking pink choot. He fitted the swollen head of his lund about an inch inside, then held it there, teasing her. Hasina moaned and wriggled impatiently.
"Come on, Sameer! Stick that thing in me, dammit!" she wailed.
One climax hadn't even made a dent in her need. Being away from Munna for over a week had brought her lust to fever pitch, and she needed several good fuckings to cool that hot desire. And right now her teasing little bhai wasn't helping matters. She whimpered with need as molten juice overflowed her starving choot and ran down her thighs. Sameer had better get his act together. she thought furiously. And just then, he did.
"Ooooooooh, fuck, shit, uuuuuuuhhhh!" she moaned.
At last he was giving her what she craved, the whole rock-hard length of his swollen lund. She whimpered in ecstasy as he eased it into her, cramming her full of what she so desperately desired, his thick, throbbing lund. Sameer pushed till he was up against her womb, and she soaked his lund with floods of juice.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, now fuck me hard with that gorgeous big lund," she sobbed. "give it to me good and deep!"
Sameer couldn't believe how chudasi his didi was. She wasn't in the mood for gentleness or playfulness. She just wanted him to fuck her brains out. But he was only too happy to oblige. He got a firm grip on her slim curvy hips and immediately began to hammer his lund into her, his flat, muscular belly slapping loudly against her jiggling ass. Hasina shrieked with delight as she took his thrusts balls-deep into her eager young choot and pressed her gaand back at him for more.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, Sameer, fuck it to me," she panted, "fuck me as hard as you can!"
Sameer snorted lustily and pounded it to her, knowing by now that she could take everything he had to offer, the harder the better. His demure-looking didi had a craving for lund, and there was nobody around but him to help her out. The situation suited Sameer just fine. Hasina clawed the blanket and creamed helplessly as her lusty teenaged bhai gave her a teeth- rattling fuck.
Now she greedily tightened her choot around Sameer's hammering lund, getting more and more delicious hot friction. She couldn't stop juicing, and the molten liquid spurted out around his pistoning lund and gushed down her legs. Each deep, savage thrust of her bhai's rock-hard lund gave her a powerful blast of pleasure.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, Sameer, fuck me good and hard," she moaned, "fuck me forever."
Sameer just wished he could grant that request. He didn't ever want to haul his lund out of his didi's tiny sucking choot. It was deliciously hot and slippery in there, and the walls of her chootwere like velvet. It was the perfect place to hammer his engorged lund. Each lusty deep thrust gave him a stab of pleasure that made him groan.
"Awwwww, shit, Didi, it's so fuckin' good," he rasped.
"It sure is," Hasina gurgled.
"Unnnnhhhh, yeah, I'm almost there," squealed Hasina, looking back over her shoulder at her bhai. "Fuck me! Ohhhhhhh, God! Fuck meeeeeee!
Sameer could feel it. Her choot was practically flattening his lund, it was so tight, and he knew by now that she always tightened up just before she came. But this time she was gorging herself on the hot sensations, deliberately postponing her climax. That gave Sameer a wicked idea. He loved sneak attacks on his didi, loved surprising her and throwing her off guard. He remembered how sensitive her clit was. Still hammering his steel-hard lund in her hungrily squeezing choot, he reached down between her thighs, grasped her throbbing joy button between his fingers, and started kneading it. It was just like pressing a button and launching a rocket.
"Oooooo, shit, unnhhggghhhh!" Hasina screamed, her petite young body immediately rocking with orgasmic convulsions. "Ooooo, Sameer, I'm coming!"
Sameer chuckled over the success of his plan, then groaned with pleasure as her tiny hot choot convulsed around his deeply thrusting lund. His lund got a violent, juicy massage. But once more he managed to hold off his own orgasm. Sameer wasn't finished with his horny big didi yet. He was determined to turn their first fuck into a marathon of pleasure. That way she'd be more willing to let him fuck her again whenever he wanted.
"Unnnhhhh, fuck, that's so good.... so fucking good!" Hasina sobbed.
"Good one, Didi?" he asked smugly, when she finally stopped coming.
"Ohhhhhh, Sameer! That was fantastic!", murmured Hasina dreamily.
Then she gave her choot a squeeze around his deeply imbedded lund.
"Doesn't that thing ever go soft?"
"Are you complaining, Didi?", laughed Sameer, giving his didi's choot a long, deep grind with his lund.
"Uhhhhhhhh, nooooooo!", Hasina moaned. "I just can't believe my luck, that's all."
"Me either!", grinned Sameer.
He kept up a slow rocking motion, fucking his rigid lund in and out of his didi's choot as she lay with her ass up and her head resting on folded arms. Sameer's knees were starting to hurt a little as the pebbles beneath the blanket started to take their toll. Then he had an idea... a way to fuck that would be comfortable for both of them.
"Time for another position change, Didi!" he said, giving Hasina's pert little ass a playful slap. "Why don't you get on top this time."
"Ohhhhhh, my favorite position!" said Hasina, wriggling her ass back at her bhai suggestively.
"I've got a feeling they're ALL your favorite positions, Didi", smirked Sameer.
He whipped his glistening lund from her drooling choot hole and stretched out on his back. His huge teenage lund was stiff as a board and pointing at the sky. It bulged with blue veins, and pearly drops of pre-cum were oozing from his piss hole to trickle down the oily- looking shaft. Hasina eyed her bhai's lund with renewed lust and moaned deep in her throat in horny anticipation.
She crawled over to Sameer and straddled him, positioning the juicy, gaping lips of her chootright over the swollen purple head of her bhai's lund. Teasingly she rubbed her slippery, swollen choot back and forth over his sensitive lund head, causing Sameer to shiver with excitement. Then she pressed her chootopening against the pointed bulb of flesh and sat down on it.
Hasina slid down the long, thick shaft slowly, pausing only when Sameer's lund-head pressed against her womb. Then, with a lust moan and a sexy wriggle of her hips, she ground her hungry choot down fully onto his lund, taking every solid inch until only his big hairy balls were showing. Her greedy little choot was stuffed almost to bursting with her bhai's throbbing lund. She soaked his shaft with molten spurts of cream, and Sameer lay there glassy-eyed with bliss, looking up at her and admiring the view.
So far he liked this position best of all. There were so many exciting things he could see. He ogled his didi's cute stiff-nippled little choochis. He watched her pretty face contort with lust as she felt his lund cramming her chootand throbbing against every inch of it. He stared at his thick lund as it filled her chootand glided to her tight, hot depth, moaning with her as she squirmed her ass down hard to take the last couple of inches. The feelings were so good, for a moment he became totally lost in them, and only regained his senses when he suddenly became aware that Hasina was wriggling her choot back and forth on his lund impatiently."Fuck me, Sameer!" she whimpered, "Please fuck me! I need it so bad!"
Sameer wished that all the girls he fucked were as horny as his didi. He'd already lost count of how many times he'd gotten her off today, but still she was desperate for more. Luckily he was up for it. He wanted to fuck her till he wore his lund out, if that was possible. Growling lustily, he grabbed her by the waist and started hunching his hips up, hammering his lund up into her tightly sucking little fuck hole.
"Ooooo, shit, yessss!" she hissed. "That's it, little bhai, fuck me good and hard! Fuck me with that big, fat, gorgeous lund!"
Sameer loved watching his didi take his lund. She was bouncing up and down on him like crazy, riding his lund like a bucking bronco. Her slim young body shook and quivered with ecstasy, her luscious choochis wobbling wildly. She screwed her eyes shut and flashed her teeth in a lusty grimace. Sameer felt her molten cream soaking his shaft, and he looked down to see it bubbling out around his deeply-driving lund, coating their pubic hair with a creamy foam as the fury of his pistoning lund whipped her hot choot-juice into a frothy lather.
"That's so fucking good, Sameer," she moaned, "keep doing it to me as hard as you can. I can take it."
She sure could. Sameer was amazed that his petite fragile-looking didi could take such rough fucking, but she seemed to love it. The harder he hammered it into her, the more excited she got and the more heavily she creamed. His lund was making an obscene sucking noise as it squeezed the thick juices from her tightly gripping little choot.
Just thinking about it made Sameer grunt with excitement and fuck into her even harder. She was bouncing up and down on his pistoning lund as hard as she could, her firm little choochis shaking and wobbling, her voice hoarse with pleasure as she moaned and squealed in ecstasy. She swayed dizzily, and Sameer had to firm his grip on her waist to keep her from tumbling off him.
"Uuuuuunnngghhhhhhh, Sameer! You're fucking me so good!" she sobbed, "so damned good.... God, I love your big, fat lund fucking me!"
Hasina didn't miss Munna at all right now. Her own kid bhai was giving her a fantastic non-stop fucking, so why did she need Munna? It was great to know that Sameer would be fucking her all vacation long, that whenever she was horny all she had to do was give him the eye and he'd have her on her back, fucking her lights out before you could say, "big didi is horny".
Right now, her lust was at the boiling point, but Sameer's steel-hard lund was about to take care of it. He was spinning out of control, fucking her as fast and hard as humanly possible, and it was taking her over the edge, into a violent, choot-searing orgasm. Suddenly, Hasina felt the delicious explosion tearing through her, and she screamed in ecstasy.
"UUUUHHHHHHH, Sameer! FUCK! OH, FUCK, I'M CUMMMMIIIING! OOOOUUUHHHHHH, GODDDDDDDD! FUUUUUUUUCK, MEEEEEEEEEE!", she howled.
"AWWWW, FUCKIN' CHRIST! WHAT A CHOOT! AGGGHHH, JESUS... YOU GOT ME CUMMING TOO, DIDI... UUUNNNGGGGHHHHHHH, FUCK! RIGHT UP YOUR TIGHT LITTLE CHOOT!" Sameer roared.
He felt his didi's convulsing young chootsucking the thick jizz out of his lund, and he emptied his balls into her womb. Grunting like an animal, Sameer arched his back and slammed his lund, deep up into Hasina's tightly - clutching little fuck hole, nailing his big didi's choothard and fast as jet after jet of pent-up sperm spurted from the tip of his frantically fucking lund.
Sameer's sizzling load seemed to make Hasina climax even more intensely as she felt the hot, thick jets fill her quivering choot, prolonging her wild, rolling orgasm even further. Bhai and didi rocked and writhed together for long wonderful moments, their bodies wracked with pleasure, until at last, Hasina rolled of him and sighed.
"Oh, shit... did I ever need that!"
"Me, too," Sameer gasped, trying to catch his breath. "I sure hope we can do it again, Didi."
"Are you kidding?" grinned Hasina, giving her bhai's sticky lund a meaningful squeeze. "I'm gonna need this big hard lund of yours every day for the next six weeks, little bhai. I'll go crazy if I don't get fucked regularly.
They arrived home just as their mother was putting dinner on the table.
"My goodness, you two," she exclaimed, "we were starting to worry about you. Did you have car trouble or something?"
"No, Mom, everything's fine," Hasina said cheerily. "I guess we were having such a good time, we forgot to look at out watches."
Well one thing was for sure... what she'd told her mother was certainly the truth. Hasina gave her bhai a conspiratorial wink and smiled as she wondered what her mother would say, if she knew that her `well-behaved' beta and beti had been screwing like rabbits all afternoon. She glanced at her bhai and saw the same silly grin on his handsome young face and knew instantly that Sameer was thing exactly the same thing.
Hasina woke up the next morning playing with her choot. Despite the wonderful sex with her bhai the day before, or perhaps because of it, she was still incredibly chudasi . Just before she'd woken up, she'd been having a vague but intensely erotic dream in which she was making out with handsome young stud whose features kept changing, from Sameer to Munna and back to Sameer again. In the dream he'd suddenly disappeared, and she'd started masturbating.
There she was rubbing her stiff index finger back and forth over her clit, getting herself all hot and horny, but there was no way she could do much about it. All over the house she could hear the rest of the family going about their daily rituals. Dad was getting ready for work, Mom was making breakfast, and their younger bhai Raja was heading out on his paper route. There wasn't any privacy at all.
So she'd just better quit playing with herself, unless she was prepared to go all the way with it. As much as she'd like him to, Sameer couldn't finish the job for her this time. Hasina writhed with frustration. Her sexy dream had gotten her so turned on, and then she'd unconsciously rubbed her clit into its own tiny hard-on.
It was hard to ignore the burning need in her juice-filled little choot. She imagined trying to go the whole day feeling this horny, and she knew she just couldn't stand it... she'd have to bring herself off quickly to be on time for breakfast.
Hasina grasped her violently throbbing joy button between her thumb and forefinger and started kneading it, feeling the wonderfully satisfying waves of pleasure rippling through her writhing loins.
"Oooooo, shit, yesssss," she hissed.
Rolling the swollen little nubbin between her fingers, she quickly brought herself to the brink of climax. Then, greedily, she let herself just hover there, prolonging the intense pleasure as much as possible, moaning helplessly as blast after blast of sweet sensation, coursed through her quivering body. Hasina kept one eye on the clock so she wouldn't be late, but she was determined to get as much out of her rapidly approaching orgasm as possible.
Lying ther panting and softly moaning, Hasina imagined how terrific it would feel to have a thick, rock-hard lund sliding into her choot just then. It would be the perfect end to her little fingering session. She'd come like crazy, and it would be instantaneous.
God she wished Sameer was here with her now... stroking his magnificent young lund deep into her hungry little choot, just as he'd done so deliciously yesterday. Hasina creamed furiously and prepared to bring herself off with her kneading fingers. Just then there was a loud knock at her door.
"Hasina!" her father called, "You awake yet?"
"Yes, Daddy," Hasina groaned.
"Then hurry up downstairs and help your mother with breakfast, please honey!"
"O...okay, Daddy," Hasina stammered, pulling her fingers guiltily from her drooling, unfulfilled choot slit.
Seething with frustration, she rolled out of bed, hurried into her clothes, and dutifully went down to asdidit her mother with the breakfast preparations. Her choot was on fire. She had almost overpowering urges to play with herself. But there was nothing she could do about it now, not with the whole family gathered for the morning meal.
"You're going to have to start getting up earlier, young lady," chuckled Surya Prakash. "With all you freeloaders around, your mother can't be expected to do all the work around here."
"Sorry, Daddy!" Hasina said dejectedly. "Anything I can help you with today, Mom?"
"Yes there is, sweetheart," Geeta said. "I'm going shopping this morning, so, first you could put on a few loads of laundry for me, then you could..."
Hasina nodded, but she hardly heard the rest of what her mother said. Her interest had perked up when Geeta said she wasn't going to be home. Mom would be on one of her long shopping trips, Dad would be at work, and Raja would be out delivering papers. That meant Hasina and Sameer would be alone together.
Hasina snuck a look at her bhai and saw that Sameer had picked up on it, too. His eyes were hot with excitement and he winked at her sexily. Hasina creamed her jeans.
"... do some vacuuming and dusting for me. Okay... Have you got all that, Hasina?" her mother asked.
"Dust the laundry," muttered Hasina absently, staring at her bhai's bulging crotch and firm young ass as he got up from the table to put his dirty plate in the sink.
"What?" Geeta said, staring at her.
"Uh, yes, Mom... just kidding!" Hasina said, jerking her mind off her horny fantasies. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. You just enjoy your shopping trip."
"Thanks, dear", Geeta said, giving her a peck on the cheek. "I'll see you later."
Raja was already out on his paper route, Dad had just left for work, and now Mom headed out to her car. Hasina and Sameer stood at the front window, smiling and waving to their mother like a scene out of the `Brady Bunch'... until she was safely out of sight.
As soon as Geeta's car disappeared around the first corner, Hasina pulled Sameer into her arms and fastened her hot, eager lips over his, moaning her pent-up lust into her bhai's open mouth. Sameer grabbed her by the ass with both hands and ground his lund-bulge suggestively against his didi's equally eager choot. For a long while, they kissed deeply and passionately... panting and pawing at each other's bodies like long lost lovers rather than bhai and didi.
Hasina was delighted to discover that her cute bhai was just as horny as she was. As they pressed their bodies together, she could feel his stiff and ready young lund poking hotly against her choot. That made her lund starved little choot cream like mad. She couldn't wait!
"Your bed or mine, little bhai?" Hasina gasped breathlessly.
"How about Mom and Dad's bed?" Sameer suggested wickedly.
"Ohhhhh, Sameer, that's so... so... depraved!" Hasina laughed, "But what a terrific idea."
They thundered up the stairs two at a time and ran into the master bedroom. Their parents had a vast king-size bed, but Hasina doubted it had ever seen much action. The way her parents talked about sex, they must hardly ever get it on. But now, at last, the bed was going to be put to a very good purpose.
Hasina and Sameer started flinging off their clothes in every direction, too eager to be neat. Naked, they jumped onto the bed and started kissing and fondling each other again. Hasina reached down and fisted her bhai's lund, pumping the big, throbbing shaft eagerly. She felt his hot sticky pre-cum oozing from his piss hole and smearing her fingers.
"Shit, did I ever make a mistake last night, Didi!" he groaned. "I told you I was gonna go right to sleep, but as soon as I got to bed I started feeling horny again. I wished I'd come to your room like you suggested."
"That'll teach you to listen to your big didi," Hasina teased, giving her bhai's hard lund a suggestive squeeze. "Any time you're feeling horny, Sameer, you just come to my room and let me take care of this big, stiff old thing for you, okay!"
"Uhhhh, God, Didi! I wanna fuck you so bad", moaned Sameer, roughly pushing his didi's slender young legs wide apart.
"Then do it, Sameer!", she begged, hunching her hips up at him in an obscene display of shameless, incestuous lust. "Fuck me! Fuck my hot choot! Fill me with lund, little bhai!"
Hasina loved it! She got even more horny at the thought that she could get Sameer so worked up, he couldn't wait to fuck her. Snorting with excitement Sameer rolled eagerly on top of her and mounted his sexy, naked didi. Hasina groaned, then whimpered with delight as her bhai sank down between her thighs and slid the tip of his hard lund into her hot, yearning little choot opening.
Hasina's tightly stretched choot clamped down hard on Sameer's stiff young lund, squeezing him savagely as he slammed his entire length into her clinging little choot. Her juicy choot soaked his shaft with molten cream as he crammed it into her deeply, grinding his pubic bone against her clit so hard that she almost came on the spot.
"Ooooooh, God! Fuck me, Sameer! Fuck it into me!" she squealed.
"Yeahhhhh, take it, Didi!" he groaned. "Take my big fat fucking lund right up your hot little choot!"
Hasina clung to her bhai and whimpered in ecstasy as he filled her famished choot with thrust after thrust of thick throbbing lund-meat. He shoved his hands under her asscheeks, gripped them firmly, and started pistoning his lund up and down in her hot, juice-slick tightness.
Writhing on their parent's bed, like horny, humping young animals, Sameer fucked his didi ferociously, and Hasina loved every deep, powerful thrust. She screamed and hunched her hips up at his pounding lund, scratching his back with her long nails as she begged him to fuck her harder... deeper! Soon, Sameer was pounding his lund into his big didi's chootso hard, her head was banging loudly against the headboard, but neither of them cared.
It was really exciting to be fucking so wildly on their Mom and Dad's bed. Of course, there'd be hell to pay if anybody ever found out, but no way could that happen. Dad had never missed a day of work in his life, and he never came home before dinner. Mom's shopping trips were always at least three hours long. So Hasina and Sameer figured they had plenty of time to satisfy their incestuous lusts together. At last, they were all alone in the house.... or almost!
Their younger bhai Raja (who for the purposes of this ego had just turned 18), had finished his paper route early and had hurried back to the house. Ordinarily he would have been in no rush at all. He would probably have taken the time to go visit his friends and ended up hanging out with them for the rest of the day. But there was something suspicious going on at home, Raja was sure of it, and he wanted to investigate.
He left his bike in the garage and, silently entered the house through the kitchen, silently opening and closing the door as he'd done so many times before coming home late after a particularly heavy date.
He took off his shoes and left them in the kitchen, then went silently through the house looking for his older bhai and Didi. There was nobody downstairs so he crept up the stairs and started listening at bedroom doors. He was astonished to hear their voices coming out of their parent's bedroom. None of the kids had ever been allowed in there without permission, so what in hell were Hasina and Sameer up to? Raja dropped to his knees and peered through the keyhole. He barely managed to stifle a yelp of astonishment as his eager young eyes took in the action on the bed.
Hasina and Sameer were squirming around on Mom and Dad's king-size bed, buck-naked.. and they were.. they were... fucking! God, they were actually FUCKING! "Holy shit," Raja muttered. He blinked and looked again, wanting to make sure his eyes hadn't deceived him. They hadn't... His bhai was lying on top of Hasina, nailing her gorgeous, naked ass to the bed with his lund, his own ass muscular young ass clenching and jerking as he fucked her ferociously. Hasina was clinging to him, and her pretty face was all twisted up in a horny grimace which Raja recognized instantly as uninhibited lust.
"Ooooooh God! Fuck me, Sameer!" his didi wailed, "Fuck my choot with your big fat lund, honey!"
"Uhhhhhh, yeahhhh! You... unnnnhhhhhggg... God, you fuckin' love it, don't you! You gorgeous randi!" Sameer groaned.
Raja's lund went steel-stiff in one wrenching lurch, and again he almost groaned aloud. His suddenly engorged lund tried to tear its way out of his jeans. For the last couple of years he'd been obsessed with sex, and just the merest hint of it was enough to get him horny. Now he was actually watching two people fuck... his own didi and bhai... and it was exciting him out of his mind.
He watched Sameer hammering his long, stiff lund into Hasina's upthrust choot, and he wondered what it would feel like. His big didi's tight, juicy-looking hole seemed to cling and suck at his bhai's long, thick pole like a hot little mouth. God he wished he was fucking Hasina instead of Sameer! His lund was just as big, he was sure of it! ... Why had Hasina chosen Sameer to fuck her, thought Raja, when his lund was just as big... and just as horny! He pressed his eye back to the keyhole and surveyed the incredibly arousing scene as his elder bhai continued to screw their sexy big didi deeply.
"Uuuuuhhhh, shit, Didi, your choot is fuckin' tight!" Sameer was moaning, his face flushed and lusty. "God, that feels so goooood!"
"Mmmmmm, baby! It sure does," gasped Hasina. "Don't stop fucking me, Sameer! Ooooohhhhh, lover.... don't ever stop!"
Raja couldn't deny the evidence of his own eyes and ears. His bhai and didi were fucking... and it was fun!! No matter what their Mom and Dad had told them. God, it looked like fantastic fun, and he wanted in on it! He stared hungrily at Hasina's slender, creamy thighs wrapped eagerly around Sameer's quivering ass. His sexy big didi was trying desperately to pull his thickly stabbing lund as deeply into her tight, juicy little choothole as hard as she could... squealing helplessly as Sameer fucked her to orgasm.
Raja wanted to do what Sameer was doing. He ached to be hammering his own stiff young lund deep into his didi's hot and juicy choot. His lund strained against the tight confinement of his jeans. He was sure he could do just as good a job as his `big' bhai. As he watched in total frustration, Sameer began to fuck Hasina faster and faster... they were obviously both getting more turned on by the second. Even through the closed door, Raja could hear their naked, sweaty bodies slapping together... the bedsprings creaking and groaning... his bhai's obscene grunts, and his didi's high-pitched squeals of pleasure. Hasina obviously loved every second of Sameer's big, thick lund as it pounded into her choot. Moaning like a high-school whore, she arched her back up and thrust her chootat him savagely, taking her bhai's pile-driving lund as deep as she could get it.
"Unnngghhhh, Godddd! Fuck it to me! Fuck it to meeeeeee," she wailed.
Sameer growled lustily and fucked into Hasina's eagerly upthrust choot with lightning speed. Raja wondered how his petite-bodied didi could take such a furious pounding, but she went wild, clawing Sameer's shoulders and screaming at the top of her voice. Suddenly, Hasina stiffened and gasped, her eyes opening wide as her curvy little body began to buck like crazy.
"UHHHNNGHHHH, GOD! FUCK MEEEEE!" she howled. "FUCK ME, Sameer! I'M CUMMMMINNNGGGGG! OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Cum for me, Didi!" hissed Sameer, snarling with lust. "Cum on my hot fucking lund, you gorgeous randi! Aaaggghhhhh!"
Raja felt like knocking his head against the wall, he was so jealous and horny, and frustrated. His Lund was so swollen, it ached, and all he could think of was slamming it full-length into Didi's tight, juicy, willing little choot, just like his big bhai was doing.
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