Episode : 1
***********
It was the great “Durga-puja Vacation” in Bengal when the most shattering news came to the famous ‘Sen-Family’. Sumana ( 22 yrs. old Primary school teacher ) elder sister of Subha ( a brilliant Madhyamik pass student ) became widow when her husband met with a severe car accident. The whole family was suddenly immersed into darkness of shock and became speechless for more than six months.
In this critical juncture the continuous counseling of the family’s Guruji was able to help the family to overcome from this grave situation. Not only that, with Guruji’s advice, the family built-up a small Kali Mandir ( Temple of the great Goddess Maa Kaali ) in their house compound where they spent one hour ( morning and evening, two times ) daily by chanting mantras and puja.
However the Sen couple ( 48 yrs. old Sudhirbabu, a well-known and qualified Headmaster and 45 yrs. old Sumitradevi, a renowned Politician cum Social worker ) became changed mentally as well as physically into a religious couple to some extent after that massacre and spent most of their time in Guruji’s Ashram. Inevitably Sumana also accompanied her parents but other times she kept herself busy in household chores and Primary school teaching where as her studious brother was prepared himself for his “Joint-Entrance” examination at Hostel in Pune.
After five months, in this Summer Vacation Subha returned home by Air and Sumana picked up her brother at Dumdum airport. His eyes immediately took in the sexy contours of his elder sister’s body. Naturally being a Bengalee widow she was wearing in a thin white saree and white blouse which made her sexy body even more sexier.
Gawking of their surrounding males as well as females also made Subha angry, although he himself was not exception as he was at the age where his hormones pulsed every time he would see a girl. The female shape drove him crazy, but he concealed his excitement well.
It was getting later into the evening by the time they got back to the house. His parents greeted him joyously and proceeding forward he touched their sacred feet ( Pranam ). The proud parents blessed their dear son by touching his head and shuffled his wavy hairs affectionately.
Returning home Sumana showed her brother the layout of his room and the bathroom ( modified recently ) down the hall, all kept in tip top and proper ordering. At last she said goodnight. Her own room was directly across from him. They both settled into sleep quickly.
The next morning Sumana had showered and walked downstairs into the sacred Worship-room in nothing but a thin saffron saree with a plate of Complacency ( Prasad / small cut pieces of different fruits ), some burning insane sticks ( Dhoop ) and a small Burner ( Pradeep ) for puja. Hearing a nice religious song along with chanting of mantras by his widow sister, Subha woke up from his dream.
Coming down, he entered the Worship-room and kneeled beside his praying sister who was worshipping the great Goddess in closed eyes with folded hands. His parents were also copying his sister’s praying kneeling behind her.
Naturally he followed his sacred Sati-saddhi ( Chaste ) sister but was unable to concentrate in praying as her saree slipped away from her right shoulder, exposing her upper body to him. Immediately his cock stirred up, forming a huge bulge under his pyjamas.
Embarrassed, he looked away, stood up, and turned his back to her. Distracting from her chanting, Sumana realized the situation and immediately adjusted her saree. She felt what was done during her puja. Both acted normally and completed the rest of puja as if nothing happened.
Later Sumana made a lot of fun to talk to as she made breakfast for the two of them and her parents. At last Subha was going to kick back in the backyard, work on his tan, and generally do nothing. Sumana had to cover her Primary school duty for a few days before she was officially on vacation.
As soon as she left the house along with her parents, Subha went to her bedroom with a screwdriver. There he checked out the door frame and pried the trim apart slightly so he could see inside with the door closed. This was a trick he learned earlier spying on his mother.
His mother had a really great body just like the famous Bengalee film-actress Sreelekha Mitra ( or Hindi film-actress Jayaprada ). He spied on her every chance he got and was now well versed in voyeurism. His cock got hard as he replayed the images of his mother’s super sexy body.
Her full round breasts and tight curvy ass drove him crazy. Only once did he get a clear look at her jet-black curly bush and protruding pussy-lips. His engorged cock released its load spontaneously.
Now he wanted to see his Didi’s ( elder sister’s ) widow body. He thought she looked a lot like his mother, although 23 years younger and sexier. From what he saw that morning during the puja, his Didi was going to be worth a good look.
After the bedroom door, he did the same to the bathroom. He checked it out. With the wooden door-stop trim pried apart, he could see into the room through the crack. It was narrow, but it worked well. He would get the nails loose so that he could push it flush when he was done peeking and pry it open easy when he wanted to look.
When Sumana got home back in the early afternoon she went to her room to change and Subha stood outside the door watching everything. His cock was ready to cum. Her tits were beautiful. They stood up like a teenage girl, but at the same time they also hung down slightly like a mature woman.
Her waist was tight and her ass was perfect like his mother’s. When she unexpectedly got close to the door he backed off to his room to avoid getting caught. His last view was a close-up of her erect left nipple which caused a little cum to drip from his cock as he retreated down the hall.
At last when she came out from her room they began to plan dinner and decided to eat outside at the picnic table. Later they watched a movie. All the time he was playing back the images of her body in his mind. His cock remained hard for hours.
At the end of the movie Subha’a Didi went to the bathroom to take a shower. She said that she had to go to school early the next morning ( Morning-school due to heavy hot weather ) but would be home by noon so they could go to the “Nicco-Park” nearby.
As soon as the bathroom door shut, Subha was there with his screwdriver prying open the door trim again. He was right, her tits were bigger than his mother’s. He was focused on her boobs but soon was gawking at her dense curly bush. He noticed how short her pubic hair was and how it was shaped.
Her pussy-lips jutted out from her well trimmed hairs and for the first time Subha was getting a clear look at a live pussy. Once in the shower she was out of view, but he waited for a second look as she dried heself. It didn’t last long but he got another good eyeful of his Didi’s widow pussy.
As she put on her Maxi ( like nightie / nightgown but more loosened and shorter in length ), he again ran back to his room where he pretended to be an innocent teen. Sumana said goodnight and walked out from his room, but he stayed awake and masturbated imaging his Didi’s glistening and curvy nude figure until he had cum three times.
The next day Sumana kept her word and returned home by noon from her primary school. Subha watched again through the cracked-door as she changed her cloths. Great ammunition for a horny mind.
The drive to the Nicco-Park was less than a half an hour and they enjoyed hours of wandering here and there before heading home. They agreed to take swimming suites next time to Digha since the place was very hot and the ocean had looked perfect to cool off in. Subha knew that he wouldn’t be able to hide his erection in a swimsuit.
That night Sumana’s door did not latch closed when she went into her room. It was a wider gap to peer through, but also a bigger chance of getting caught peeking. She felt some uneasiness but the temptation was too much for Subha. He stood in the hall in boxer shorts and allowed one eye to peer through the door.
He had a great view of his Didi’s undressing. She was preoccupied looking at her naked body in the mirror. She took a bottle of lotion from the dresser and applied it all over her body.
Subha let his hard cock free through the front of the boxer’s and stroked himself as he watched his Sati-saddhi Didi’s live nude-show. At one time he failed to see her walk towards the door.
Suddenly it was open slowly with nothing between their naked bodies. The sight of his Didi’s sexy body got him off instantly. Cum shot out from his teenage cock on to his Didi’s leg.
Totally flabbergasted, he turned and ran to his room, boxers hanging off one foot, closed the door, and waited for the aftermath. How could he have not seen her? He sulked in a combination of terror and embarrassment.
But to his surprise, nothing happened. No knock on his door, no scream, no confrontation, no cell call from his from his great reliable Sati-saddhi widow Didi. Surely his Didi wouldn’t informed their parents about this embarrassing and guilty situation. He felt some relief and at the same time his respects towards his Didi increased more.
The next morning Sumana knocked on his door and asked if he was ready for puja. She acted like nothing happened and Subha decided to follow her lead towards the Worship-room just like a puppet where their parents were already preparing for the morning puja. Completing the puja the Sen family gathered at the drawing room where Sumitradevi served the breakfast to all like an affectionate and caring Bengalee mother.
It was a wonderful meal and he thought that his Didi was as cool as anyone could be. There was not even a hint or innuendo of what happened the night before. As the time neared 10 AM, Sudhirbabu headed for his school where as Sumitradevi went out for inauguration of “Sishumangal” ( An institution for homeless and orphan children ).
What Subha didn’t know was that the sight of his hard cock brought back memories for his widow Didi. After Subha ran down the hall, she closed her door and reminisced.
In her Sasurbari ( expired husband’s house ) she loved to join the secret party with her husband where the higher grade officials of her Husband’s office were gathered. Naturally she tried her best to entertain them for her Husband’s promotion.
As a loving and obeyed Bengalee housewife, she didn’t feel guilty in her slutty activity. Rather she felt proud for her beloved husband where she was often the center of attention.
She liked winning catwalk contests in only a pair of lacy bra and panty. Her perfect tits were always just a little bigger, fuller, and rounder than the other housewives. Her nipples became long and firm, standing out from her thin netted bra.
She loved seeing the good looking higher bosses get hard for her. And after a few drinks, her husband arranged for the officers to blow – one of her specialties.
One night at the party she was giving head to the MD of her Husband’s company when two more officers walked in with her husband. Sumana liked being watched by her husband and felt her sexual energy peak as she sucked him.
At one time the MD told them to pull out their cocks. Sumana remembered how she took one cock in each hand as she sucked off the third, then would move over to her excited husband to the right and continue.
All this continued while she was on her knees. Over and over again. Round and round. It was then when one Officer said “Ohhh….Rajesh ( Sumana’s expired husband ), your wife is sucking like a porn-actress. You are lucky to have such a whore.. “.
And the next Officer said, “Let’s just call her Sunny Leone”, and they all laughed.
Round and round she went until all three along with her husband had cum in her mouth, on hair and face. She loved this. Her marriage-life was filled with sex; one-on-one, twosome, threesome and an occasional gang-bang.
Sumana’s bright and joyful marriage-life that lasted four years until her husband died in a fateful accident. Being a religious and loving wife, she never found out exactly what or why it happened, might be it was the great God’s wish.
However she decided to stay single with her parents through out her remaining life so that she would be able to serve and respect them till to her death. From then on she never dated in spite of her beautiful form. Her parents tried their best to convince her so that she might reconsider her crude decision but failed.
Many were interested but she just didn’t trust anyone with her heart anymore. Actually she couldn’t forget her great husband’s love and romance which drove her still now. No, noo……she can’t cheat her beloved husband. She started weeping….tears were running down copiously from her eyes.
But she was still very sexual. She had many fantasies about her colorful marriage-life with young, hard bodied official’s huge throbbing cocks. This is where her sexual tastes run.
So her brother’s masturbating while watching her naked, drove her crazy. It was a great sexual stimulation for her. And as far as for him cumming on her leg…..no problem there, rather it excited her tremendously.
As soon as Sumana left for her school that day, Subha grabbed his screwdriver and went to work on the doorknob to his Didi’s room. He enjoyed the view so much that he wanted to make sure that the door wouldn’t latch at all. He took the assembly apart and removed a spring that operated the latch. He was rather proud of this move and couldn’t wait for his elder sister to get home.
When Sumana returned, Subha met her in the driveway and followed her into the house. It was late afternoon, his parents didn’t return till now and no plans had been made. She suggested that she should change her cloths and then they could decide what to do. She mentioned a restaurant or maybe another movie.
Once Sumana closed her door, she noticed immediately that the latch wasn’t working but that just made her interested in putting on a show. An excuse to leave the door ajar and entertain her teenage brother made her wet.
And Sumana did exactly that. She knew he would be watching and loved it. She would point her ass next to the door and bend over at the waist. Her pussy was in full view just two feet away from her brother’s greedy eyes.
She made sure not to actually look at the door, not wanting to spook him away, but longed to see his face. She felt like it was her 2nd marriage-life once again. She made sure he got a good look at her tits too.
She bent over at the waist again but this time facing the door. Keeping her eyes on the floor, she pretended to be looking for something. Her full tits bobbed and swayed invitingly.
Her pussy was dripping. Now she dropped to her knees and crawled around the floor making sure to wiggle her ass provocatively and shake her tits.
Subha was watching excitedly. His boxers were on the floor at his feet as he was masturbating furiously. He had to take his hand away often to keep from shooting his load. It was the best live porn-show of his life.
As his Didi crawled towards the door and he began stroking his big cock again. Sumana opened the door silently and watched. Raising herself up to her knees, she was face to face with the flared cockhead.
Subha could feel his orgasm building fast. His Didi reached up and helped him finish. Cum shot all over her beautiful face and hair. As it dripped down she smacked her lips and finished pumping his cum with her soft hands.
When his climax was over, he felt guilty for his dirty behaviors with his Sati-saddhi widow Didi. Immediately he pulled up his boxers, then rushed back to his room.
Sumana smiled, got up and took a shower and went to Worship-room for her evening puja rituals and kneeled before the great Goddess. She begged pity from the almighty Goddess for her incestuous act and cried like a child as a big banana was going in and out with a squishing sound by her left hand in her pussy all the time.
She fanaticized her brother’s squirting cock again and again during her thirty minutes puja. It was her innocent brother and his big cock, shooting globs of cum all over her body and face. When she finished her sacred puja and masturbation both, she pulled out the soaked banana. Placing it on the plate in which the sacred Prasad was already kept, she moved towards her brother’s room with the plate.
She softly knocked on her brother’s door and asked if he would like to go out to eat. Subha opened the door fully clothed and nodded his head. Sumana gave him the Prasad along with her pussy-juices soaked banana from the plate with a devilish grin.
“Ohhh… lovely Didi, today it’s more nice and tasty.” Innocent Subha said after eating his Didi’s pussy-juices coated banana in which her Didi only smiled.
They both continued on as if nothing had happened. A wonderful meal followed by a wonderful movie. When they returned home, their parents were already arrived and waiting for them. Finishing some formal chatting with them they both went to their rooms. Subha was now very happy and comfortable with her Didi.
The next morning Sumana asked her brother if he could help her fix the door knob. They took it apart and Sumana decided it couldn’t be fixed. She said they would get a new one and throw the old knob out. This left a three inch hole in her door which Subha thought was perfect – an even better view and his Didi was thinking the same thing.
With the entire day off they had a leisurely breakfast next day and sat on the barandah ( lawn ) talking about what they could do in North Kolkata. Sumana then suggested a trip for Digha to her parents. They immediately supported the decision so that remorseful attitude of their loving daughter could be abolished and they would be successful about her 2nd marriage.
That was a five hour drive and they would have to get a room. (not a bad idea Sumana thought) Or maybe a trip into the mountains of Darjeeling and just see what parks they could discover. They finally decided on a day-trip to Darjeeling.
They each went to their rooms to change. It was going to be a hot day. Subha just stripped and went to get a look through his new observation hole. However his Didi was fully aware of Subha’a intention which made her pussy incredibly drenched.
For his viewing pleasure, Sumana had completely shaved her pussy. She walked up to the closed door and stood with her crotch in front of the hole.
Subha drooled as he stroked his massive cock. Then he watched as a finger came towards his face. Sumana pushed her index finger through the hole. Subha was intrigued. Now, with a gentle gesture, Sumana motioned him invitingly to the hole.
Subha didn’t know what to do but decided that his Didi must want to touch him again so he pushed his cock to her finger. But Sumana maneuvered his cockhead until it was into the hole.
She loved how big the tip flared as it poked through the hole. Her loving lips wrapped around his cock and softly sucked.
“Ohhh… my sweet Didi, I’m cumming… oh….” Subha groaned, couldn’t hold back the incredible sensation he felt first time in his life, shooting his huge load quickly into his widow Didi’s mouth. She moaned and swallowed the tasty fluid hungrily without wasting a drop, not wanting it to end.
Reality then set into his mind and he pulled back and ran quickly to his room. As usual, Sumana acted in front of her parents as if nothing happened. Subha was so relieved. No lectures, no shame, no secrets . . . nothing. Just another day.
Next day they got into the car and drove off for a tour of seven days towards Darjeeling. Sudhirbabu and Sumitradevi bade their children. In the car Sumana’s body pulsed with sexual energy, but she behaved herself normally. She contemplated her brother’s cock size.
Even through the door hole it was about 6 inches, about the size of the average guy she thought, but his was several inches longer than that. The door was two inches thick, she thought, so he must be at least a nine or ten . . . or maybe longer. OMG! What a luck! she thought. They smiled and laughed as they drove off into the mountains.
End of episode 1
