“Oh, Bahena!” Sundar gasped. “Oh, shit, I’m sorry! I guess I should have locked the door!” Sundar apologized. Gokuldham Society : Ch 7
Dayaben Gada, Garba-queen of the great Gokuldham Society, stood motionless in the open door to the bathroom, gaping wide-eyed at her naked brother as he dripped water on the tiled floor. His enormous, half-swollen cock hanging between his thighs would have been more at home on a donkey than on such a innocent-looking 21 yrs old young boy like Sundar. Daya instantly felt her pussy moistening and the nipples of her firm, round tits stiffening through the thin Saree as she stared at her brother’s big prick. Her face reddened at the same time… how could any decent woman feel sexual desire for her own brother ? she wondered.
“I… I’m sorry, Bahena,” Sundar stammered. He grabbed a towel from the rack, swiftly wrapped it around his waist and edged past her into the hall. He disappeared into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
Daya leaned against the bathroom wall and took a deep, quivering breath. The image of her brother’s huge cock was branded in her mind’s eye, and her pussy was throbbing as she thought of his cock. Her pussy was growing so wet that she could feel the moisture of her fuck-juices on her inner thighs. Only three days ago, her only son Tappu, had made a silly pass at her. It hadn’t amounted to much, just a leering attempt to prolong an innocent, motherly embrace, and a warm, lecherous hand stroking her full, peach-shaped ass through her saree.
But she had been horrified that Tappu wanted to commit some sexual motions with her. He was now staying with his grandma ( Daya’s mother ) Padmabati at Ahmedabad. Daya had explained the problem frankly to her widow mother, who had recently devoted her life in praying for the Goddess after her husband’s death.
Daya desperately hoped that her mother would be able to help Tappu with his bizarre desire to fuck his own mother. Though, she knew very well, it wasn’t really so surprising after all. It would have been different if she’d been ugly, but Daya was an incredibly gorgeous woman just like Hindi film-actress Preity Zinta. Her hair was long, wavy, framing a beautiful, ruby-lipped face that had aged little in her thirty-seven-years, and which still earned her frequent offers to be a professional model.
She was average in height, with long, show-girl legs, a slim waist and the kind of full, firm, saucily-wiggling asscheeks that men couldn’t resist pinching whenever she was in a crowded bus. But her best features were her incredible tits. Her shoulders and bone structure were delicate, almost girlish, and yet her tits were huge… two great, firm, milky-white melons that jiggled invitingly in even her most restrictive D-cup bras.
Her nipples were luscious, too… a deep red in color and as wide as a baby’s palm, with rubbery tit-buds that protruded nearly an inch when she was horny. She was nearly always horny these days, she thought shamefully. Ever since the wife swapping incident in Babita’s block and the formation of the “Holy Housewives Club”, her pussy got dripping wet when she did housework in the morning, and, her cunt was frequently just as hot and wet.
Recently the two studs she was really attracted to, in spite of all her shame, were her own brother and son. Yes, yes, yes! Daya thought miserably, groaning with frustrated lust. It had turned her on so, so much when Tappu had fondled her ass she’d had to send him to her mother or she would have wound up fucking him.
And now… the completely accidental sight of her brother’s enormous cock, his massive tube of fuck-meat hanging so enticingly between his young, muscular legs. A sudden image of herself sucking her brother’s giant cock flooded into her mind. She imagined herself on her knees, whipping her fist, furiously up and down his big, stiff prick, slurping loudly and shamelessly on his cock-knob. The flush in her cheeks turned nearly crimson, and she realized that she’d lost all control over herself. `Yes, oh, yes’, she thought dazedly. I need to fuck my own brother !’
Shaking with lust, the fuck-hungry sister impulsively left the bathroom and went to the Worship-room for puja. During the puja she couldn’t concentrate on chanting mantras as her brother’s huge shaft was floating in her mind. After some hardships Daya went to her brother’s room for the sacred ” Rakhibandhan”. She knocked lightly, her heart pounding in her chest. It’s open, she entered his bedroom, her big, firm tits were jiggling without bra and blouse as she moved.
Actually after the great threesome with the two so-called decent housewives ( actually call-girls ) Anjali Meheta & Roshan Shodi of Gokuldham Society, Sundar always dreamt about their super sexy figures. But sometimes his elder sister Daya’s voluptuous body also flashed in his mind and he felt guilty himself for such nasty thoughts about his religious minded holy sister. Completing his bath that day Sundar was waiting for the great “Rakhibandhan” which he never missed till now, with a Bermuda pant only and the light from the window shining on his lean, bare torso. Daya stared shamefully at his bulging crotch as she sat on the edge of the bed.
“What’s up, Bahena ?” Sundar asked, grinning.
Daya whispered, “Sundar, every year in this great day I tie a Rakhi on your hand, but this year I want to tie it on your third hand, I mean on your extremely large… um penis… I mean c….o….ck…mean lu…n…d ?”
Sundar looked at his respected elder sister curiously, surprised by her boldness. Daya instantly felt her cunt throbbing even harder as she realized that her brother was trying to look at her big tits. Deliberately, she squirmed in a way that made her only synthetic saree ( without blouse and bra ) slide from her shoulder slightly, so that he could see even more of her deep, spongy cleavage.
The saree now slid more, exposing her navel and girlishly-rounded belly, and the inner slopes of her enormous, milk-white tits. Sundar stared hungrily at his elder sister’s tits, and Daya suppressed a moan as she saw the obvious stiffening of his formidable prick under the pant.
With a wicked grin Sundar boldly replied,” Ohhh my dear Bahena, I was dreaming that also for a long time but haven’t the courage to express it. OK you can do that but before that you have to remove your saree also.”
Daya couldn’t control herself, removing her only saree immediately she shuddered as she slid her hand down, resting her fingers feverishly over his huge prick. “Bahena !” Sundar gasped feverishly squeezing his prick through the pant. Sundar just gaped at her respected elder sister. By now, Daya was so horny that she knew she’d go mad if she didn’t start sucking or fucking very soon. Her fingers trembled as she fumbled her brother’s pant, unzipping the chain she pulled out his hard shaft.
Sundar’s eyes bulged as he gazed at his sister’s naked tits, at the crimson, suckable nipples protruding a full half-inch from the creamy surface of her incredibly firm-looking breasts.
“Oh, my sweet Bahena !’ Sundar’s eyes were all over his sister’s gorgeous naked body, and when she saw his gaze on her hairy crotch, Daya opened her thighs wide, giving her brother a good long look at her moist, gaping cuntslit. His man-sized fuck-tool bucked and throbbed, obviously as stiff as a prick could get.
Daya’s mouth watered as she realized how desperately she longed to suck the salty prick-juice out of her brother’s hard cock.
“Oh, dear bhaiya, this really is making you horny, isn’t it? Oh, sweetheart, I know you can’t go to sleep with a cock so stiff. It would hurt too much, and you’d have an awfully wasteful wet dream. Here, your sister better give you some relief, but please wait some time, l have to complete the “Rakhibandhan” first. Saying this Daya removed her brother’s Bermuda pant completely, exposing her brother’s naked body and his gigantic, stone-hard cock. His incredibly long, fat pole of meaty cock-flesh arched stiffly over his belly, capped with a puffy, helmet-shaped knob that oozed milky pre-cum. Her mouth watered as she stared at her brother’s magnificent cock, imagining herself slurping down his cum.
“Oh, mere pyara Sundar Bhaiya, what a monster!” she said, then knelt naked on the floor, facing the bed.
“Sit up here, bhaiya. Right on the edge of the mattress. I just got to tie the Rakhi on this great “Shivalinga” and to take care of that big, beautiful prick for you!”
Sundar did as his sister asked, red-faced yet trembling with lust. He gazed down at her, his huge fuck-pole throbbing right in front of her face. Daya whimpered with incestuous passion as she tied the thin silky “Rakhi”, on her brother’s throbbing rod, with closed eyes and folded hands she chanted some mantras for five minutes.
Then Daya saluted the holy “Shivalinga” by falling prostrate on the floor for one minute and after that she wrapped her both hands around her brother’s prick, amazed that so much of his stiff cock still protruded from the grip of her fists. Ohhh it’s a real Shivalinga, oh! God, I’m so soooo.. lucky.
“Does this feel good, Sundar ?” The shameless horny sister asked, jacking her brother’s prick with her hand, pumping her fist fast and hard up and down his huge throbbing erection. “Does it, honey? Is this making your cock feel better?”
“Y-y-yes, Bahena ,” Sundar stammered.
“Oh, yes! It feels good to me, too, Bhaiya !” Daya hissed. She beat his cock-meat as fast as she could, excitedly watching the pre-cum oozing from his piss-hole. “Would you like your sister to do something to make your cock feel even better?”
“Y-yes!” Sundar moaned.
“All right, Bhaiya !” Daya said. “I’m going to suck your prick for you now, honey. I don’t want you to tell anyone about this, but I don’t want you to feel ashamed of it, either. Because I really wants to suck your prick, Bhaiya. Will you please let me suck your big, fucking prick?”
Sundar just moaned. Daya dropped her hand, pressing her lips in a lewdly sucking kiss on the spongy tip of his prick. She tasted the pungent saltiness of her brother’s cream, and her pussy ached as she imagined how much cum was stored in his balls, how much of his hot, sappy jizz would soon spew down her throat. Gradually, the naked sister let her lips part, making loud, wet, smacking sounds as she took her brother’s cock deep inside her mouth. Hungrily, she licked her tongue around the swollen length of his prick-shaft, delighting in the taste of his fuck-rod.
Daya shut her eyes, concentrating on nothing else in the world but the taste and feel of her brother’s cock in her mouth. She started sucking, her cheeks flushing brightly and puckering with her suction around the tasty stiffness of his fuck-meat. She clung to her brother’s cock with her hand, holding up his wand of prick-flesh as she slurped and sucked loudly on his cock-tip. Up and down her head bobbed, shamelessly fucking her face with Sundar’s giant fuck-stick.
“Ohhhhhh Bahena……..!” Sundar groaned. Dazedly, he looked down at his naked sister, shocked and excited by the spectacle of his cock-loving religious minded sister with her lips stretched to bursting around the steely stiffness of his prick.
“Harder, Bahena, aur jorse chuso mera Lund !” Sundar dropped his hands to her head, curling his fingers in her long, silky and wavy hair. He bucked his lean hips off the bed, nearly choking his didi as he tried to jam his cock farther between her lips.
“Harder! Oh, fuck, Bahena, I’m stiff now! Suck it, Bahena , suck my Lund !” Encouraged by her younger brother’s silly words, Daya sucked his fuck-pole even harder. His hot, salty cum-juice was oozing heavily out of his piss-hole, promising a gusher of jism soon to come. She bathed his prick-head with her tongue, eager to lap up and savour every drop of his spunk. His prick was growing even stiffer, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth.
Daya knew she had her brother close to blowing his wad. Relentlessly, she sucked on his aching cock, the bedroom filled by the groaning of Sundar and the constant slurping, gurgling sounds of the frantic blowjob in progress. Her hand jacked on his fuck-rod again, frantically beating his cock up to her cock- filled lips.
“I-I’m gonna cum, Bahena !” Sundar yelled. He pulled her hair gently in his excitement gasping and wiggling his hips on the edge of the bed. “Ungghhh! Oh, fuck, you’re such a good cock-sucker! I never knew my prick could feel this good! Please, keep sucking it as hard as you can!”
Daya obliged, sucking his burning prick as hard as she could. Her fist was a blur as it whipped up and down his cock-shaft, urging his load of juice to spray out of his balls. She moved her other hand between his thighs; cupping around his testicles as she felt the heaviness of his hairy, wrinkled ball-bag. Lovingly, she fondled his congested balls, slurping and sucking madly on the rigid stiffness of his prick.
“I’m making it, Bahena !” Sundar cried. “Oh, fuck! Please keep sucking! ARRUGH! I’M CUMMMMMMMING!” His creamy torrent of cum blew into his prick- sucking sister’s mouth, splattering on the roof of her mouth, then shooting past her tonsils down her throat.
Daya clung happily to her brother’s erupting cock, feverishly gulping and swallowing as she sucked, determined to nurse down every drop. His jism was delicious… the tastiest cum she’d ever swallowed in her life. She swallowed every drop. Her swirling tongue cleaned the last traces of jism off of his prick-head. She jacked her fist up and down on his cock, as if hoping to coax out even more cream. Finally, flushed with both shame and passion, Daya slid her wet lips off of his rock-hard saliva-dripping prick. She felt a little frightened by the knowledge of what she’d just done to her brother. She Shamefully licked the stray drops of cum from her mouth.
“Sundar Bhaiya, I hope you don’t feel… feel ashamed of yourself, for letting me suck your prick.” Daya smiled.
“No not at all,” Sundar murmured. “I don’t feel ashamed!”
There was a long silence. Daya continued to stare hungrily at her brother’s giant prick. She realized, with an ever-worsening ache in her pussy, that his cock wasn’t softening at all. If anything, his saliva-covered prick looked even stiffer.
“You’ve still got a huge hard-on. I guess my sucking didn’t really provide you the relief you need after all, did it?” Sundar didn’t answer. Daya could feel her pussy-lips pulsing in and out. Her clit felt very swollen, and she knew that nothing could gratify her horny little clit-bud the way a good licking could. She rose to her feet, her long legs flashing and her enormous tits jiggling as she joined him on the bed.
Next Daya sprawled on her back beside her brother, wiggling her ass on the sheets, spreading her fleshy legs very wide. Sundar turned onto his side next to her, gazing wide-eyed at his spectacular voluptuous respected Didi. She whimpered as her horny brother slid his hands up her waist, filling his fingers with the weighty, spongy softness of her enormous tits. Lewdly, he kneaded and massaged her gentle tits, rubbing his palms across her rubbery distended nipples.
“Ungghh! Oh, Bhaiya, that feels so good! Suck them, baby! Oh, my sweet, sweet baby, suck my tits!” Sundar opened his mouth wide and lowered his head, wrapping his lips eagerly around one wide, crimson nipple. He sucked her goose-bumped tit-cap very hard, as a nursing baby, trying to suck milk out of his sister’s tits. He cradled her huge breast in both hands as he sucked it, coating her firm creamy tit-flesh with a slick sheen of saliva.
“Ungghhh! Oh, Bhaiya! Suck the other one, honey!” Sundar switched boobs, sucking his sister’s other enormous tit even harder than he’d sucked the first. Daya spread her thighs even wider, shuddering and moaning as she started to buck her ass excitedly off the bed. Her pussy throbbed rhythmically, like a heart displaced between her thighs. With a low whimper of lust, she cupped her drooling cuntmound with one hand, and squeezed.
“God! Meri sweet Bhaiya! Oh, uiiiiiiii….., I want you to lick my pussy now!” she moaned. “Please, darling! My cunt is so wet! I need you to suck my cunt and make me cum!”
Sundar was only too eager to oblige. He slid between his sister’s legs, planting wet, horny kisses on her undulating belly along the way. Eagerly, his naked sister let her thighs fall lewdly apart, completely opening her curly-haired fuck-slit for her brother’s lips and tongue. Sundar gazed excitedly at his sister’s cunt. Her puffy, lust-swollen cuntlips were fringed with fleecy, light-brown hair, that rose from between her legs to cover her lower belly in a generous triangle of pussy-fur. He could smell his sister’s wet pussy, and the tantalizing aroma of hot, horny cunt made his erect prick throb even more powerfully.
He lowered his bead between her legs and sniffed her pussy. It smelled like pure sex to Sundar, and with a moan of lust, he lowered his face even further into her aromatic crotch. Sticking out his tongue, he ran the tip of his tongue experimentally up the slippery pink slit of his sister’s gaping pussy.
“Ungghh! Oh, Sundar meri pyara Bhaiya!” Daya slid her hand down, delicately peeling open her pussy-folds with her fingers to expose her glistening pink pussy, and the hard, swollen bud of her aching clit. “Please, baby, suck on my clit!”
Gently, Sundar pushed his Didi’s fingers out of the way and replaced them with his own, holding her cunt-lips wide open. Avidly, he began sliding and sluicing his tongue up and down her saturated cunt-slit, lapping up the tasty cunt-juice that flowed from the depths of his sister’s hot, throbbing fuck-hole.
“Ungggghh! lick my clit, Sundar!” Daya groaned impatiently. “Please, darling, lick my clit!”
Tentatively, Sundar brushed his tongue across his sister’s erect clit-bud at the top of her fuckhole. Daya immediately started humping her brother’s face very hard, her big tits bouncing and slapping sweatily together as she humped her cunt against her brother’s face.
“That’s right, Sundar! Ungghhh! Lick harder! Oh, fuck, put your lips on it! Suck it, Bhaiya ! Suck my clit!” Sundar just kept on licking her clit, teasingly probing it with his tongue. Daya’s beautiful face was a mask of sexual ecstasy, as she deliriously twisted her head from side to side on the bed. The lust was mounting almost painfully in her tortured pussy. In desperation, Daya dug her fingers into the nape of her brother’s neck, trying to pull his mouth harder onto her clit.
“Bhaiya ! Please, oh, please… suck my fucking clit!” Finally, Sundar wrapped his lips around his sister’s itchy, little clit. He sucked it gently, but forcefully, as if he’d been eating pussy for years. His tongue brushed back and forth on the very tip of her clit, sending spasming waves of ecstasy pounding through his naked sister’s body.
“Put your fingers in my cunt, baby!” Daya cried, on the verge of cumming. Sundar straightened two fingers and slipped them up his sister’s gushing wet cunt. Sucking steadily on her clit, he began jacking off her pussy, grinding his knuckles on the swollen outer folds of her hairy cuntslit. Daya arched her ass completely off the bed as a mighty orgasm pounded suddenly and violently through her trembling loins.
“Fuck! Ohhhh meri paani nikal rahi hain, I’m cumming, Sundar !” she moaned. “Suck your sister! Suck your Bahena, you bahenchod ! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit! I’m cuuummingggg!” It was one of the most intensely satisfying climaxes Daya had after a long time. Her husband and Bhide were truly pussy-licker, but the knowledge that it was her own brother sucking her off made Daya’s orgasm even more intense. Desperately, she clutched her brother’s head with both hands, her ass pumping and humping frantically off the bed, fucking her pussy against his mouth again and again.
And Sundar eagerly kept sucking her clit with his lips and fucking her cunt with his fingers, not stopping until the last convulsive spasms had coursed through his sister’s cunt.
“Oh, my sweet Bhaiya !” Daya cradled his head lovingly, exceedingly grateful for the nasty pleasure her brother had given her. “I swear, you’re a natural, darling! That was just so good!”
Sundar rose to his knees between her thighs, licking the last traces of her pussy-juice from his mouth. Daya gasped as she saw the incredible size and stiffness of her brother’s cock. His prick was harder than it had been before he’d cum in her mouth, as if a fresh load of creamy sperm would start spewing out of his prick at any moment. She felt her cunt throbbing again, imagining her brother’s fuck-tool pistoning back and forth inside her suddenly-insatiable cunt.
“Sundar, would… would you like to fuck me now?” Daya mewled eagerly, staring at his cock hungrily. “Would you like that, Bhaiya ? Would you like to slide that big, hard cock deep inside my cunt and shoot out all your cum?” Daya pleaded.
Sundar nodded eagerly, he couldn’t believe this was all happening. So many times he had gazed at all the women in Gokuldham Society ( was able to enjoy Anjalibhabi and Roshanbhabi as call-girls ) and naked matured Hindi film-actresses like Rabina Tandon, Preity Zinta, Kimi Katkar etc in porn magazines as well as at the porno in his mobile with his fist jerking his cock and imagined fucking them.
Now he was going to fuck his own gorgeous elder sister ! And by the look of her she really wanted it bad! Daya lifted her legs in the air, until her knees hovered over her shoulders, her curly-haired fuck-slit wide open and dripping in readiness for her brother’s huge prick.
“All right, sweetheart!” she moaned. “Now you can fuck your sister’s pussy as hard as you want!” Sundar moved forward on his knees looming over her naked body, until his sister was able to grasp his huge prick. Eagerly, she tugged him forward by his cock, looking down as she nestled his spongy cock-tip between the pouting lips of her hairy, juicy cunt.
“All right, go ahead, baby, shove that big fucker right up my belly! Fuck my cunt, Sundar, fuck your Bahena’s horny cunt!”
Sundar leaned over her, supporting his shoulders on outstretched arms. Lustfully, he gazed down at his sister’s hairy fuck-hole, watching intently as his bloated cock-head disappeared into her gooey pink cunt- slit. At first slowly, then more steadily, eagerly sliding his long, thick prick into the welcoming tightness of his sister’s hot, wet cunt.
“Oh Bhaiya ! Uuuungghh! It’s so big! You’ve got such a nice big prick, baby! I can’t believe it!” Sundar’s massive fuck-rod stretched his sister’s tight cunt as it bored its way in, spreading the pouting lips of her pussy to the bursting point around the meaty thickness of his cock. Daya started humping when her brother had a third of his prick embedded in her pussy, excitedly bucking and grinding her blushing ass-cheeks up off the bed in an attempt to get more of his immense prick into her horny fuck-hole.
“Y-you’re doing good, Bhaiya! Rita is so lucky having you as husband, Oh, fuck, your cock feels so good inside me! Ohhhh shit! Just go ahead and ram it right up my pussy, Sundar! Fuck me! Jor se thap do !” Sundar wiggled his hips as he thrust his prick into his sister’s widely-stretched cunt, making his cock slide easily into the gooey, warm tightness of her juicy fuck-hole.
Finally, with his sister humping like a bitch in heat beneath him, the young stud seemed to catch on to the rhythms of fucking. He started thrusting steadily, fucking his rock-hard prick deeper and deeper into his sister’s pussy with every stroke. Daya grimaced with pleasure as her brother started to give her the fucking she had craved. Her glove-tight pussy began contracting wetly and rhythmically around her brother’s deliciously-fucking young cock.
“Ram it all the way in, baby!” Daya gasped, and lifted her legs as high as she could, draping her ankles over his shoulders. “Fuck my pussy deep, Sundar Bhaiya ! Ram that big fat prick all the way in!” Sundar pounded hard into his sister’s hot, buttery cunt, sinking the remaining few inches of his prick to the hilt in her creaming pussy. His elbows bent, letting his weIght down on top of her, crushing her enormous, stiff-nippled tits under his chest.
“Don’t stop, Bhaiya ! ” Daya pleaded. “Work your ass fast, honey, up-and down, move your prick in and out! Please??!! Oooooh, Sundar Fuck your didi ! Please!!!” Sundar pulled his cock slowly out of his sister’s clinging pussy, withdrawing until only his helmet- shaped cockhead parted the tightly-stretched lips of her cunt. Then, shuddering with pleasure, he slammed back hard inside her again, sinking his cock fully even further up her hot, slippery cunthole. His giant fucker seemed to reach all the way to Daya’s womb.
Daya’s ankles bounced on his shoulders as she humped her ass in a frenzy of incestuous lust, panting and gasping as she pumped her throbbing pussy against the base of his prick. “Fuck your sister! Fuck your pyari Bahena !” she begged, the words an obscene chant. “Harder, Bhaiya! Unggghhhh! Fuck me deep with your big, hard Lund !” Daya panted.
Sundar gradually quickened his pace, sliding his blood- gorged prick-shaft in and out of his sister’s incredibly tight pussy. It had been a long time since Daya had had anything this long and thick stuffed up her twat and he was reaping the benefits. The wet, swollen lips of her pussy clung to his cockshaft, clasping and squeezing his horny young prick in an incredible grip, every time he slammed it into her cunt. With the second load of jizz churning in his balls, Sundar fucked his horny, insatiable sister faster and faster, making the bed springs squeak with the fury of their wild, incestuous fucking.
“HARDER!” Daya bucked her tightly-clenched ass off the mattress, frantically fucking her hung brother as fast and as hard as he could. “Unnngghhh! Your prick is enormous, Sundar! Oooohh, I had no idea! Unh . . . unh, it feels so good in my pussy! Harderrrrrrrrrŕrrrr……….! Fuck my cunt as hard as you can, baby!”
Sundar fucked his horny sister as hard as he could, panting into her sweaty face as he drilled his enormous fuck-pole wildly in and out of her juice-filled pussy. Daya humped up to meet his strokes, her cunt getting wetter and hotter, her pussy-slit contracting repeatedly around the satisfying stiffness of his fucking prick. Sister and Brother fucked in rhythmic unison, oblivious to everything except the torrid energy of their coupling. Their bellies slapped wetly together, and Sundar’s pistoning fuck-tool relentlessly pounded into the gushing depths of her pussy.
Finally, Daya felt her pussy starting to spasm and contract uncontrollably, and she knew she was about to cum all over her dear brother’s rampaging cock.
“Fuck your sister! Fuck your Bahena! Unnggghhh! Oh, shit, Sundar, oh, fuck shit! I’m cumming now! Fuck me, fuck me hard! I’m C-CUMMING!” Daya’s pussy spasmed violently, nearly making her faint with the convulsive intensity of her orgasm. Her fuck-oils spewed out of her cumming cunt, making her furry pussy-slit suck audibly around her brother’s cock.
Sundar gasped and sank against his sister’s belly, burying his young prick to the balls in his sister’s cum-throbbing twat. Daya felt her brother’s second load of jism for the day fill her cunt, bathing the well-fucked inner walls of her pussy with a soothing tide of warm, creamy cum. His virile young cock seemed to swell even more, stretching her ravaged fuckhole to delicious limits. He heard her whimper with pleasure as his cock throbbed hard and deep inside her belly, gushing hot sperm all the way up to his sister’s hot, quivering womb.
A wanton feeling of utter contentment flowed through Daya’s loins as her brother vented his load into her pussy. Smiling up at him, she flexed her cunt-muscles, helping him shoot all of his jism deep inside her cunt. Absolutely exhausted, Sundar collapsed beside his sister, and she hugged and kissed him lovingly, silently thanking her strong handsome brother for the wonderful fuck he had given her. They lay cuddling in each other’s arms, kissing and fondling until eventually, they both fell asleep.
Daya awakened at the crack of dawn, sprawled naked beside her sleeping brother on the rumpled, cum-stained bed. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was her brother’s enormous prick, resting in a half-swollen tube of cock-flesh across his thigh. Daya instantly felt her pussy ache as she studied her brother’s big prick, remembering how incredibly good his cock had felt the night before, when he’d slid it up her needy pussy and fucked her for the very first time.
But the gorgeous and sati-sabitri sister’s lust was now diluted with shame. I fucked my own brother, she thought, over and over. What kind of woman would fuck her own blood? Staring at her sleeping brother’s cock, Daya realized that now was perhaps her last chance to end her incestuous liaison with him before it had a chance to start. She could explain to her brother that she’d lost control of herself the night before, that what she’d invited him to do was an unspeakable sin.
Sundar was an obedient person, always respected her as Goddess, he might really try to forget it had ever happened, that he’d fucked his sister at all. But as she continued to ogle his prick, Daya realized it was impossible. Already, her nipples were painfully stiff, and her pussy was wet and throbbing, proving the intensity of her lust.
“Hey Mataji help me, I need his prick again!” she thought, blushing with horny shame as she slid her fingers up her brother’s thigh, taking hold of his enormous cock. Immediately, Sundar’s massive fuck-rod began to grow in her hand, throbbing up toward full stiffness in small, rhythmic jerks. He moaned in his sleep, writhing on his back. His naked elder sister shamefully jacked his erecting cock-meat, gliding her hand up and down his cock-stalk until his magnificent tool was as hard as iron.
Sundar had a huge hard-on again… his gigantic fucker trembling and twitching in a rigid, fleshy arc over his muscular young stomach. His eyelids fluttered, as Daya greedily plunged her lips over his prick. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, nearly choking herself as she forced his mighty hard-on down her gullet. The prick-loving religious minded sister stopped with half of her brother’s cock-meat between her lips. She ovalled her mouth in a wet circle around his cock, then torridly started sucking, the gurgling, slurping sounds of her blowjob bringing her brother completely awake.
“Bahena ! Ohhhhhh my darling Didi, what’re you… ohhhh!” The intense pleasure of Daya’s cock-sucking quickly got the better of him. Sundar sighed and settled back on the sheets, smiling as he watched his horny, naked sister suck lovingly on his rampant prick. She slurped more loudly on his tasty cock, gripping the base of his prick tightly with her fist. She pumped her hand swiftly up and down as she sucked, beating her brother’s thick cock-meat between her lips.
Sundar’s cock was even stiffer now, completely swollen with a ball-clogging load of jism. Tenderly, Daya bathed her brother’s flared cockhead with her saliva, digging her tongue lewdly into his piss-hole to lap up his oozing spunk. She bobbed her head as she sucked his prick, shamelessly fucking her face with the throbbing stiffness of her brother’s rock-hard fuck-meat.
“Ohhhhhh! Meri pyari randi Bahena, Suck it!” Sundar held his sister’s head, shuddering and grinding his hips off the mattress. “Unhhhh! Oh, my darling, you’re gonna make me shoot off again! Suck it harder! Oh, shit yeah suck my prick, Bahena !” Daya desperately wanted to swallow another spewing load of her brother’s cock-juice, but she needed to feel his big, wonderful prick stabbing into her pussy even more.
Reluctantly, she slid her mouth off his hard-on, giving his spongy cock-crown a last, loving kiss. Then, as Sundar watched her, his naked sexy sister crawled up onto all fours and wiggled her gorgeous ass at him. His sex-bomb sister’s enormous tits hung pendulously beneath her medium sized body and her inviting cunthole gaped wet and pink from between her thighs, framed neatly by the creamy globes of her perfect ass.
“Bhaiya, ab chodo mujhe !” Daya moaned, looking seductively back at her brother over her shoulder. Her earlier reluctance completely forgotten. The horny matured sati-saddhi housewife dropped her shoulders low and arched up her ass, wiggling her ass invitingly at her brother. “Fuck your sister, Sundar! I’m so horny this morning! Meri bur mein tumhara mushal Lund chahiye, I need your big, fat cock up my cunt!”
Sundar rose to his knees behind her, staring down at his sister’s round, peach-shaped asscheeks, and at the wet, hairy lips of her cunt. Holding his stiff cock in hand, he moved forward until his cum-oozing prick-knob pierced her pussy-folds. Immediately, Daya started humping, desperately thrusting her horny cunt back against the satisfying penetration of her brother’s rock- hard cock.
“Unnggghhh! Oh, Sundarrrrrrrr….., that feels so good! fuck me, baby! All the way in, Bhaiya ! Ram your big prick all the way up my cunt!” Sundar held his sister’s hips, looking down at the juncture of their bodies where his bloated cock-tip disappeared into the clinging lips of her pussy. The young stud pushed his prick in her cunt again, making Daya gasp as she felt inch after inch of Sundar’s long, hard cock slide relentlessly up her gooey snatch.
“Ohhhh, mere pyare bahenchod bhaiya ! Ooooohhh, fuck!” Daya clawed the sheets and humped in a frenzy of desire, groaning and gasping as she ground her sopping wet pussy against the root of his cock.
“Chodo tumhari bahena ko , Sundar ! It’s almost all the way in now! Tumhara pura ka pura lund meri bur mein ghusa do Bhaiya !” Sundar slammed forward, burying his enormous prick to the hilt in his sister’s hot, clinging fuck-slit. He clutched her hips and fucked her cunt in a hard, driving rhythm, pumping his blood-swollen fuck-pole in and out of her juicy, sucking cunt.
“Ohhhhhh Sundar aur jorse thapao !” Daya’s face was a contorted mask of ecstasy as her younger brother pounded her pussy, giving her the relief she’d needed so badly. She bucked tirelessly to meet his strokes, her huge tits jiggling and swaying over the bed.
“That’s good, Sundar ! Unggghhh! Now you’re fucking your sister, ab tum bahenchod ban gayi ! Harder, Bhaiya, fuck my cunt as hard as you can!” Sundar did as his great respected sister asked, slamming his aching cock in and out of her creamy cunt as fast as he could. Daya was in ecstasy, her whole body seeming to throb along with her tight, furry pussy-slit that spasmed repeatedly around Sundar’s prick.
Suddenly, Daya felt a nasty forbidden need coursing through her loins, making her tightly-muscled sphincter contract lewdly in and out. “Bhaiya. ….Bhaiya. …, please touch my asshole!” Daya blurted shamefully. “Please! Oh, Sundar, keep fucking me! Put your finger in my asshole, Bhaiya ! Fuck my asshole with your fingers while you fuck my juicy cunt with your big hard prick!” Sundar was surprised by his sister’s nasty request, but at the same time excited. Daya felt his pounding fuck-pole growing even stiffer up her pussy. Hesitantly, Sundar slid his hand into the crack of his sister’s ass.
Daya gasped as his finger found her tightly puckered brown shit-hole and then began to burrow deeply into the tight, buttery grip of her quivering anus “Unnggghhh! Oh, mere pyare bhai Sundar! Sundar, that feels so good! Jack off my asshole, lover! Play with my shit-hole! Fuck my juicy cunt!” Sundar did as his sister pleaded, gliding his finger all the way up her shit-tunnel, then darting his finger rhythmically in and out.
Daya humped with all the energy in her loins, moaning as she felt her pussy spew fuck-oils around his cock, and her asshole contracting around his finger rooting around in her bowels. “Aur jorse Sundar ! Fuck my pussy! Play with my asshole! Unggghhh! I’m cumming now!” Daya squealed as her brother finger-fucked her asshole faster, furiously darting his finger in and out of her shitter.
“Unh… unh… unh, fuck my cunt, baby, fuck my cunt! I’m cuuummmiiinnnngggg!” Sundar fucked his Didi’s cum-throbbing pussy as fast as he could, guiding her through the sweet contractions of her orgasm. But, excited though he was, he didn’t shoot his load into her pussy.
Daya finally had to pull away from her brother, making his gigantic fuck-pole slide out of her cunt as she collapsed flat on her belly on the bed.
“Bhaiya !” she moaned at last. “I… I want you to do your sister a special favor now. It’s an awfully dirty kind of fucking but I really do like it a lot. Will you fuck my asshole for me, Sundar ? Please, baby, kya tum meri gaand marna chahote ho ?”
“Sure!” Sundar said eagerly. “Oh, shit yeah, I really want to do that to you, my darling Bahena !”
Daya had thrust a pillow under her hips, slightly elevating her ass so that he could slide his cock easily into her shitter. She held her rounded asscheeks wide apart with her hands, completely exposing her pink, puckered anus to her horny brother. Sundar mounted his sister, aiming his fat, bloated cock- head at the indented ring of her shitter.
Daya groaned loudly as she felt the first pressure of his cock-tip between her asscheeks. She spread the firm creamy globes even farther with her hands and wiggled slightly beneath her brother, trying to help her brother embed his huge pussy-juices coated prick securely in her tight, buttery asshole. Sundar pushed down, sinking several inches of throbbing cock into his sister’s asshole. Daya grimaced, her anal sphincter stretching easily around the thickness of her brother’s large cock. The pain was minimal, and the way Sundar’s prick scratched the horny itch in her asshole more than compensated for it.
Sundar’s naked garba-queen sister quickly started humping again, rhythmically thrusting her burning asshole onto the gratifying hardness of his cock.
“Bahoot khub Sundar, bahut achcha lag raha hain ! Keep pushing it in now, baby! Oh, fuck, it feels so good up my asshole! Deeper, Sundar ! My asshole wants your big, fucking cock!” Sundar moaned, feeling his sister’s tightly muscled shitter gripping and sucking convulsively around his cock.
“Uuuuuuhhh, fuck Didi ! Your ass is so hot and tight!” Relentlessly, he thrust his prick into her shit-hole, thrusting inch after inch of his long, stiff cock into his sister’s asshole. “Oh, Sundar ! Oh, fuck!” Daya released her asscheeks.
Sundar had nearly two-thirds of his young prick stuffed up his sister’s asshole. Hornily, she thrust her hand under her belly and started rubbing her drooling cunthole, fucking first two, then three fingers feverishly in and out of her wet pussy as she pumped her asshole onto her brother’s stiff cock.
“Fuck! Maro aur jorse meri gaand maro! Fuck my tight, little asshole!” she cried “Ram it in, Sundar ! Ahhh, I need every inch of it! Unnnngggh, Ohhhhhh! Mataji, Bhagaban ! Fuck it all the way up my ass! Sundar collapsed on his naked sister’s jiggling asscheeks, spearing his enormous prick all the way into her ravished bowels.
Daya shuddered and immediately started humping very hard, not giving her brother a chance to savor the pressure of her asshole around his cock- meat. Sundar met her rhythm, panting on her shoulder as he sawed his stone-hard cock through the rubbery grip of her shit-tunnel. The pussy-juices squished around his prick as he fucked his sister’s asshole, lubing her narrow shit-channel for the thrusting strokes of his prick. At the same time Daya finger-fucked herself madly, alternating between furiously rubbing her clit and stabbing her fingers deeply into her flooded cunt. Her asshole sucked and spasmed around her brother’s stroking cock, signaling that she was close to an extremely powerful cum.
“Harder, Sundar, harder! Fuck my asshole, Bhaiya! Fuck your sister’s ass! Ahhhh, I’m gonna cum! You’re making me cum now, Sundar! Ooooh, your big prick feels so fucking good! Harder, Bhaiya, harder, make your horny sister cum!” Sundar ass-fucked his naked, writhing sister as fast as he could, slamming his lust-swollen fuck-pole furiously through the exquisite tightness of her shit-tunnel.
Daya sank another finger deep inside her pussy and squealed as she felt her orgasm start deep in her belly, making her cunt ooze fuck-juice onto her hand, and her asshole spasm and suck uncontrollably around her brother’s hammering prick. “Fuck your sister ! Achchi tarase tumhari bahenka gaand maro !” she cried. “My asshole is also cumming, Sundar ! My asshole loves your huge, fucking prick! Ahhhh, shit, I’m making it now! Fuck me, Sundar! Your sister is CUMMING!”
Daya’s hot, ravaged asshole exploded, repeatedly squeezing down around the pounding stiffness of her brother’s huge cock. He gasped as he finally let the morning’s first load of jism squirt up from his balls. His giant prick bucked and trembled deep inside his sister’s asshole as his massive fuck-pole spewed out its sappy contents of cum. Daya felt her brother’s hot load of sperm gushing deep inside her asshole, bathing her tender shit-channel with a soothing tide of cream.
“Oh, Bhaiya ! That’s right, cum in me!” Eagerly Daya flexed her shitting muscles around her brother’s erupting cock, helping him to vent every drop of his cream.
“You’re shooting off in my asshole, baby! Oh, yes, it feels so good up my ass!”
Sundar kept on ass-fucking his sister, moaning loudly as the last of his spunk shot up from his balls. There was so much jism that his sister’s tight little shitter couldn’t hold it all. Daya giggled shamelessly as she felt his milky cum bubbling back out of her horny asshole, drooling down the crack of her ass-cheeks around the base of her brother’s plugging prick.
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( Daya’s parental home ) : And to think Dayaben Gada had resisted Tappu’s advances, Daya thought, thinking of her only son. She pictured her mother Padmabati’s little house across town, wondering if her mother had yet tried to talk to Tappu about the vulgar pass he’d made at his own mother.
“Unh… Unh! Oh, yes, that feels so good!! Ahhh, shit, my pussy’s so wet! Gonna cum… oh, fuck, really gonna cum!” Daya’s mother Padmabati was sprawled naked on her double bed, her body writhing as she pounded a eleven inches fresh cucumber in and out of her dark-furred pussy. Padmabati was much wilder than most other women, and that included the times she had to jack off by herself, as she didn’t have a long, stiff cock to satisfy her. Her fleshy, delectably formed thighs were now spread wide, her knees hovering nearly over her shoulders. She held her hairy cunt-lips open with one hand while fucking madly with the green cucumber with her other hand. She pretended the thick cucumber as the big, horny cock she wanted so badly.
Actually Padmabati was thinking about Tappu, her handsome, adolescent grandson, who had been staying with her for the past three days. She imagined Tappu lying on top of her, brutally ramming his gigantic cock in and out of her cunt. How on earth did her daughter expect her to talk to him, Padmabati wondered? The fact that she’d once worked as a teacher’s aide seemed to make everyone think that she was an expert at talking with child.
Everyone had always regarded Padmabati as the respected senior lady of the family. She’d always looked younger than her age, and she still looked girlish now, despite the size of her big, round tits. Her black eyes were wide and innocent-looking, and she still loosened her wavy hair free. Her relatives had all deluded themselves into believing that she would pass her remaining life in devotion of the Goddess.
She also prepared a big worship-rooom in her block, most of her time she stayed in that sacred room with white saree and blouse, chanted mantras in closed eyes before the statues of the Goddess with folded hands. To curb her insatiable sexual desires, she took only veg-items as her diet and past her extra time by watching only devotional films based on the God & Goddess.
But all these activities were totally failed to decrease her carnal needs, rather created opposite effects. As a result the fifty-five yrs widow was always been too much horny. Neither her daughter Daya nor her son-in-law Jethalal would ever guess how many times this matured so-called Sati-saddhi widow had spent wiggling her hot, horny ass on the seat praying mantras for her puja, dreamed in her sleep of studs who would fuck her with a long, stiff prick.
She liked the young ones, specially the teenage school boys best of all, Padmabati thought, biting her lip as she slid a finger up her throbbing asshole. The young, eager ones like Tappu, the ones who could fuck and shoot jizz for hours at a time without ever going soft. She wanted to fuck her grandson. She wanted his fuck-rod so badly that she could practically taste it between her lips.
“Unhhhh!” Padmabati fucked her cunt with the cucumber even faster,; approaching her cum. “Oh, Tappu ! Tappu ! Tappu.”
“Yeah?” came the unsuspecting voice from the other side of the door. Oh, shit! Padmabati thought. He’d heard her!
“You want me for something?” Tappu knocked lightly on the door. “Dadima! Did you just call me?”
“Ummm, just a second, Tappu beta !” Red-faced with shame and fear, her pussy still throbbing miserably, the naked Grandma leaped off the bed and looked for something to cover her body. The only thing she could find was a yellow, terry-cotton dupatta, which she wrapped around her bare torso.
Padmabati took a deep breath and faced the door as calmly as she could. “Come in, Tappu beta !” Her grandson entered the bedroom. He was a tall, muscular school-boy of class-ix. He always seemed to smile at his grandma in a way that was friendly and wickedly horny at the same time.
Padmabati flushed as she knotted the dupatta under her arm, trying not to stare at her grandson’s bulging cock through his Bermuda shorts. Tappu sat on the edge of the bed and stared openly at her legs.
“What’s up Dadima?” he asked. “Your voice sounded kind of weird. You okay? ” Tappu asked.
“No, I’m fine,” Padmabati murmured nervously, sitting next to him. “I just had a little itch in my throat. That’s all.”
“Okay,” Tappu shrugged. “What’d you want to talk about?”
There was a short silence. Padmabati hadn’t wanted to talk to him, and now the only thing she could think of was the reason he’d come to stay with her in the first place.
“Tappu sona,” she began hesitantly. “Do you… do you know why your mother sent you here to visit with me?”
Tappu gazed at his grandma, and his expression told Padmabati that he wasn’t embarrassed at all. If anything, he looked proud. She squirmed again trying not to look at his crotch.
“Yeah, I know,” Tappu said.
“Oh! You’re aware about that. I might as well not beat around the bush with this. Your mother, told me that you… that you made a vulgar pass at her. A sexual pass, at your own mother !”
“I know,” Tappu said, grinning. “You don’t have to remind me!”
“Tappu beta, don’t you know what a sin it is to feel that kind of desire for your own mother? Other boys your age aren’t that way. Tappu, incest is the…”
“I guess I can’t help it, Dadima,” Tappu said. “She really turns me on! I mean, Mamoni has these super, big tits, and man, I just love the way her huge ass wiggles when she walks, just begging for a cock. God, I get stiff just thinking about it!”
“Tappu sona please!” Padmabati yelped. “Please sona, don’t talk that way about your respected mother in front of your own grandma !”
“Mujhe paata hain, but I can’t resist,” Tappu said, suddenly wrinkling his nose. “It smells kind of funny in here!”
Padmabati flushed nearly scarlet, realizing that the only thing her grandson could be smelling was the unmistakable, musky aroma of her wet pussy. The youth sniffed the air, then he grinned at her in an even more leering way.
“My God, now I know what it is!” he said with a grin. “It smells just like your pussy, Dadima !”
“Tappu !” Padmabati was trembling with lust, and her effort to be stern looked as desperate as it felt.
“What a disgusting thing to say! How could you…” Padmabati stammered.
“No, no… It definitely smells like your pussy Dadima !” Tappu insisted. He studied her, seeming to notice for the first time her disheveled hair, and the sweat glistening on her skin. “Yeah! You were jacking off, weren’t you Dadima ?”
Padmabati couldn’t make herself speak. Tappu squirmed closer to her, his obviously huge prick bulging obscenely through his pants, his hand touching her bare leg.
“Were you thinking about me, Dadima ? While you were playing with your pussy? Huh? About fucking me?”
Padmabati’s head lowered in shame. She couldn’t think of anything else to do she was so horny that she didn’t trust herself to speak. Tappu just grinned in response, as if he already knew how badly she wanted to fuck him. She gasped as her grandson slid his hand brazenly under the dupatta, stroking her inner thigh, touching her hairy, sopping wet cunt.
“Yeah, now I can feel how horny you are Dadima !” he said, chuckling. Padmabati tried to keep her thighs shut, but her grandson managed to get his hand between them anyway, thrusting a stiff finger up her gooey cunt.
“Tappu sona, please stop it! Stop it right now!” Padmabati pleaded but Tappu just grinned and pushed his finger in and out of her juice-filled pussy, massaging the interior of her throbbing, horny cunt.
End of Ch 8
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