My Sister's Husband and Me.

[rajababu777]

I finally brave it out with my brother in law

The next morning was a very late morning, by the time I got up it was 11am or so when I found myself on the bed and tossed around for a while, finally got up and dragged myself to the bathroom for a quick wash.

As I was doing all that there was a knock on the door and hoping it to be Bhagwan who must have gone out for something, I leisurely reached out to the door only to find my brother in law Laxman standing there with a smile on his face.

I just stared at him, he had changed quite a bit from what I had seen him at my sister's marriage and in these six years, hadn't met regularly and in fact very rarely.

"I wanted to know if Jyothi was here, I had gone downtown to meet a friend of mine and upon return am not finding her in the room, so thought must be out here enquiring upon the Ist night details."

"No Laxman, she is not here, in fact even Bhagwan is not around, maybe they have gone around shopping" I quipped.

Just then I noticed a woman standing a few meters behind looking at me intently from the lawn across. She looked pretty and well bodied in the saree and blouse. Suddenly she smiled and there was something in the smile which made me twitch all over my openings. She was sensual and made my bisexual instincts blossom and hot up suddenly. If I had continued to watch her, I am sure it would have been an orgy on the lawns of the 4 star hotel.

As a relief, she turned around and went away. All this while Laxman just stood watching and with a wry smile," She is my friend from Vizag, her name is Jamuna and gives me company during such times when your sister suddenly does the vanishing trick, Jamuna is the housekeeper who looks after our children".

I was shocked only because it came from him but was not surprised, I knew Laxman was aware of all the fun events Jyothi was indulging in and it was only natural to feel relieved about the same.

"Bhagwan must be with Jyothi- they have been keeping in touch all these years" -- he tried to explain.

"Sorry -- I am not too sure how to explain but this was not known to me" -- I also tried explaining.

"Poor Jaya, for once you were not as smart and intelligent which you thought you is, this whole wedding was well thought through and you were ensnared into it. Now -- Bhagwan and Jyothi can do it with a lot more cover. And if you want to know what is my take in all this, I am okay, Jyothi and I have allowed each other liberty right from the day one -- in fact you will be surprised that she offered me a roll with you on our first night but it did not happen." he was exulting in passion while talking.

I just stood there watching him talk and finally he left, "I will not be in my room but will be in the room opposite to you with Jamuna. This is just to let you know".

Two days went by and I did not utter a word of this to Bhagwan or to Jyothi. I just went through all the motions and we all returned to Kakinada.

This incident kept occupying my mind and it was not becoming easy for it to be erased. One day I called Laxman and asked him about Jamuna.

"You like her? Come and watch what all she does to me." --he quipped.

I reached the place and entered the flat with no resistance, it was open and walked into the bedroom. What do I see?

The housekeeper--who called herself Jamuna--was snuggling up to Laxman now in his early forties. He was slightly bald on top, with a small belly showing under his T-shirt and a big prick inside his shorts. I was noticing it for the first time.

Jamuna stood up and my brother in law unzipped her skin-tight kameez peeling it down her body along with the salwar. Underneath she wore a black bra and black panties. The bra pushed her tits upward, making the most of her rather small size. Her skin was pale, as if she hadn't seen the sun in years, and the black garments were eye-catching against her wheatish - milky complexion.

This guy—he was my sister's husband, Laxman--moved against her from behind, grinding his crotch into her ass, his hands coming around to cup and squeeze her tits.

"Great as ever, Jamuna," he said. All this while they both knew I was in the room but pretended not to know.

Looking over at me, he added, "Why don't you get comfortable too?"

I stood up, watching him fondle Jamuna. All I have to do is watch, reminded myself. And it might be fun. I've never seen anyone else fucking. Not in real life. I wanted to undress and stepped into it. Laxman's eyebrows lifted at the sight of me in my saree and blouse, and he smiled.

"Not bad, Jaya, you are a pretty damsel. Maybe you will like to join sometime."

Jamuna unsnapped her bra and peeled it loose. Her tits were small but high and firm, with nipples that pointed upward at a perky angle. She rubbed the backs of her fingers across them, then cupped her tits and offered them to Laxman. She stooped slightly and began sucking at them.

I pulled up a chair and sat down, with my legs open. I was aroused and the inner wear was tightening up, one of the shoulder straps of my bra came down inside the blouse, and the edge of a stiffening nipple teasingly peeked in and out around it. I felt a little strange being in this position, but was starting to feel pretty good about feeling strange, the blouse was getting wet from the sweat on the nipple.

As I watched him sucking on Jamuna's tit, I eased my blouse and bra down and bared one of the tits completely and with the saree covering all this, my hand brushed across the nipple point and felt it growing harder, hotter.

I reversed my hand and squeezed at my tit, bringing the thighs together so that they pressed against the bulging bun of my yearning pussy it seemed to have forgotten the last night fuck and the deadly reaming I got from Bhagwan.

Laxman straightened up. His belly protruded a little but I didn't find it all that unsexy. Especially when I glanced down and saw the size of the cock that was visible inside his shorts but had been into the dark caverns of my pussy at sometime in the past.

Jamuna stole a glance at me giving a wink, she turned to Laxman and thrust her hand into his shorts, taking hold of his big prick.

"Mmmmmm, honey," she said in a silky, throaty voice, "you've got one hell of a cock! Were you planning on sticking that thing in me or something like that?" and pointed her finger at me.

"Mmmm-hmmm," Laxman said his hands busy on her fine tits. "That's exactly what I planned on doing, only if my dear sis-in-law agrees!"

Jamuna giggled and dropped to her knees, pulled his shorts down, and his prick swung outward. I was more than slightly impressed. It was perhaps one of the thickest cocks I'd ever seen, tapering to a sharp-looking prick-head. It reminded me of a horse.

"Some prick!" Jamuna sighed, stroking it with her long skinny fingers. "I think maybe I'll suck it, just a little."

Sucking it was clearly on her mind, but first she licked every inch of Laxman's cock, her tongue gliding wetly across the flesh.

Fortunately I had an idea what it was like to have a prick, but as I watched, I imagined that I could feel every lick Jamuna dished out, feel that wet tongue sliding over her own flesh.

It was a crazy feeling. I squeezed harder at my tit, and my other hand began to slide up and down the inside of my thigh, between the edge of my panty and the top of my petticoat. I was and am very sensitive there, and the flesh began to tingle.

"Watch her," Laxman said hoarsely. "Watch her while I fuck her red-lipped mouth!"

He grabbed Jamuna's head and shoved his cock into her open, willing mouth. She gulped and gasped as he pushed in and out. He was a little rough, and more than a little eager, and his long cock fucked the whore with a growing energy, but it was nothing that Jamuna couldn't handle. She gagged a little when he fucked too deep, but she kept on sucking and licking and eating, her hands moving up and down his chest, his belly, under the T- shirt.

Laxman was far from the handsome guy I had seen him earlier.

In real life especially now I wouldn't have given him a second look, but this wasn't real life, not this morning so long after my 2nd first night. Now I was walking on the wild side and all the old rules were off.

I took down the other side of blouse and removed my petticoat, and now both tits were bare, I cupped them, making a mock-offering of her tits to Laxman. He was too busy, by far, fucking Jamuna's mouth, to take me up on the invitation. I just smiled and continued to play with my tits while I watched the housekeeper get fucked in the mouth.

"Are you getting excited, watching me shove my cock in her mouth?" Laxman asked, holding Jamuna's head while he fucked her with his cock. The wheatish colored whore made a purry rattling noise, as if she were gargling on his cock. He thrust into her, his balls juggling against her chin. "Is this making you hot?"

"It is it is!" I gasped.

I leaned forward to lick at my nearest nipple, my tongue fluttering across the stiffened pink point. I pressed the red- painted lips to the flesh of my tit and left a big round smear of color.

Laxman was watching me and I made a sexy production of it, slipping the end of my tit into my mouth and sucking at the nipple.

I finally pulled the crotch of my panty out of the way and exposed my cunt to Laxman's eyes. He smiled in approval, and I began to frig myself while he watched, fingers stroking intensely up and down the rack of the displayed pussy. The damp cunt-lips opened, and if he couldn't see the pink, he needed glasses in the worst way.

"Oh, yes!" I moaned, sliding the tip of my middle finger into my cunt.

I worked it in and out until I was wet, and then I began to caress my hardening clit with the tip of the pussy-wet finger. Closing my eyes, I purred in response, momentarily thinking only of herself.

But I could hear the greedy sucking sounds that Jamuna made, and she had to look again. Her blue-green eyes opened.

"Get up here, bitch!" Laxman growled as he pulled Jamuna to her feet. The cute little housekeeper sucked his tongue, just like she'd sucked his cock, and he ran his hands up and down her slim, small body.

"Now it's my turn," he said, pushing her face-down onto the bed. Her legs hung over the side, and he pulled down her panties, then spread her thighs, stooping between them.

Jamuna's cunt was hairless. A bun-like cunt, sliced deeply by a long pink cleft, it looked soft and sweet. I pushed my finger more deeply into my own pussy and stared with burning curiosity at Laxman and Jamuna.

The older man (8 years older to Jyothi who was 33 at this time) dropped to his knees now, pushing his face into Jamuna's crotch. He was just as noisy eating cunt as the nubile belle had been while sucking his prick. I thought his attack a little more aggressive and less refined than she would have preferred for herself, but it was certainly fascinating to watch other people doing it. I'd never seen anything like it before,and it was making me hotter than I could have thought possible.

Laxman kept on scarfing Jamuna's pussy, shoving his face up into it. He spread her asscheeks and licked swiftly up and down, from her shit-hole to her clit. She made squealing sounds that were too sharp to be anything but honest responses. It had never before occurred to me that a housekeeper who was a whore might actually get off on her work.

The man in him looked over his shoulder at me, smiling in approval when he saw the way I was diddling myself.

"Why don't you tickle yourself with a vibrator?" he said. "The buzzing always makes my cock hard as steel."

"I don't have one," I said, finger-fucking my pussy.

"Mine's in my purse," Jamuna said.

I reached into the housekeeper's purse and sure enough, she was carrying a vibrator there. It looked a lot like the dildo I had used on myself while in Goa with Venkat. I switched the thing on and began to stroke herself with it--first her tits, then her belly, then her pussy.

I leaned back in the chair, stretching my legs out as I worked on my cunt with the vibrator. Holding the crotch of my panty to the side, I slid the point up and down the crease of my pussy, nosing it in until my cunt-hole opened and gulped hungrily at the dildo's tip.

Laxman was still eating out Jamuna. She writhed across the surface of the bed, alternately pulling her cunt away from his mouth and then thrusting it to meet him.

I couldn't help noticing that the man was also licking and rimming Jamuna's asshole. He dug his fingers into the plush sponginess of her ass cheeks, spreading them wide and making the hole pop open. His tongue tickled around and around the dilated opening, screwing into it while Jamuna cooed and sighed.

"Will you let me fuck you up the ass, too, right, my little housekeeper baby?" Laxman asked between slurps. "Will you let me stick that cock up your tight shit-hole?"

"I told you no!" Jamuna whispered. "You're just too thick! You'll rip me open! I only let needle-pins bang my asshole, and your cock is just too big!"

She rolled over, spreading her legs wide and reaching down to split her cunt-gash wider still. She was as pink as a rose inside, and a glaze of moisture gave sheen and glisten to her exposed cunt-flesh.

"Why don't you put that cock of yours right here, honey?" she asked. "Get inside my pussy, my asshole is the last thing you'll have time to think about."

Laxman stood up, peeling off his T-shirt. He was big, and he was hairy, too. I knew, even without touching it for all these days that his belly was hard, not flabby, and I found myrself aching to slide my sensitized fingers through the dark hair that covered most of his upper body.

I had an inch of dildo up my cunt now, the vibrator's tip buzzing wickedly inside me. I rotated it, accentuating the pleasure that filled my pussy alongside the inserted dildo. The buzzing stimulation prodded my clit from beneath him and wetness was oozing out of my fuck-hole.

I could feel it trickling down the shaft of the dildo, toward the clutching fingers that guided the cock surrogate in and out of my excited cunt.

Laxman climbed onto the bed. Jamuna lifted her knees as his body mounted hers, and she reached down to guide his cock into her cunt.

"Oh, yeah, fucker!" she gasped as his prick sank into her.

The big man that he was pushed hard, ramming his groin onto hers, and the housekeeper turned whore moaned beneath him. Her legs enfolded his body and she bucked and fucked, shoving herself up to meet his descending strokes of penetration.

I watched in total fascination. I could see the hard length of cock that joined Laxman's body to Jamuna's, see it in motion, like the bit of a drill shoving repeatedly into the housekeeper's pussy. Laxman strained and gasped as he fucked.

I shoved the dildo into my pussy, mimicking what I saw Laxman do to Jamuna. I stood up, still fucking myself, and walked stiff-legged to the bed, weaving a little in my ungainly high heels. I wanted a closer look I wanted to do more than just look!

My legs tight together, the vibrator shoved halfway up my pussy and held it position by her muscular control I leaned forward and rubbed both palms up and down Laxman's back. I caressed him as he worked his cock again and again into the housekeeper whore's cunt, and my excitement grew tremendously.

My hands moved down to his ass and squeezed down hard, flexing my fingers on his ass while he fucked Jamuna's pussy. I could feel the tension, the exertion, the passionate arousal that controlled his fucking. Carefully, I cupped his balls, squeezing a little on them.

It seemed to be a good natural instinct.

"Oh, shit, yes, baby!"

His fucking grew harder, more energetic. The bed creaked and rocked beneath Jamuna and her master. The housekeeper moaned and sighed, and her hands were down on Laxman's ass, too, the fingers stroking mine as they played with Laxman's ass.

There was something really exciting about all of it. I was touching, and being touched, by people who were engaged in an act of fucking that I was not a part of, I leaned closer, pressing my bare tits against Laxman's hairy shoulders.

My hot nipples scraped his skin and I felt him respond. His cock fucked harder into Jamuna. The housekeeper whore moaned and whimpered beneath the big man, her legs sawing around his body as she took stab after stab from his rampant, lustful cock. I slid my hand down, past his balls, onto the base of his cock and I squeezed it, locking my fingers around the base of his prick so that he had to fuck his way through the ring of fingers as he went into Jamuna's cunt.

At the same time I clenched my thighs, pressing the vibrator a little deeper into the pussy, and felt weak in the knees, giddy in the head and horny in the cunt, all at the same time.

Jamuna's hand was creeping up my arm. The adventurous housewife in me hardly noticed, until I felt the fingers slide delicately onto the swell of my right tit, making for the brown peak of my erect nipple. I closed my eyes, gasping in a mixture of shock and delight.

Till this morning, I had never been touched so intimately by another woman before. Jamuna's hand closed around my tit, and it pulsated excitedly, the nipple stiffening even more against the woman's damp palm. Jamuna rubbed her hand briskly, and I began to shudder and throb responsively.

I reached around, past Laxman, and my hand touched Jamuna. The petite housekeeper was dripping with sweat in the winter season, feeling her was like walking on ice. My hand simply skidded onto one of Jamuna's small tits, and she closed down, the way Jamuna had taken possession of her own tit.

I really marveled at the firmness of Jamuna's round tit. It was small but supple, and the nipple throbbed in my palm as I squeezed it. I could almost feel steam rising through the pores of the woman's flesh. Jamuna leaned forward and kissed my upper arm, my lips wet and greedy.

Laxman turned his head.

He caught me by surprise, pressing his mouth against mine and I attempted to speak, but he was already in control, and his tongue wiggled wetly into my open mouth. I knew that the curious taste coating his tongue had come from Jamuna's pussy, and I was shocked to discover that it wasn't a nasty taste at all.

"I know you're just here to watch," the man said, "but what the fuck, baby, why don't you join us? Make it a threesome? I'll spot you an extra windfall if you're willing."

He put his arm around my waist and kissed me again. "What do you say?"

"My," Jamuna purred. "She is a beauty, isn't she?"

Laxman lifted me up from the floor so that Jamuna could throw her remaining dress across the room and take her petticoat completely off, throwing them in the same direction. I now stood completely naked before their lustful gazes. My voluptuous white body glistened in the artificial light of the large room ... beads of nervous perspiration popped out all over my skin, my figure was perfect. The rib lines above the waist where the skin pulled under the bulge of my breasts. The navel with the thin line of down ran down like a pointer to the sleek curls of dark hair against which the tops of thighs pressed in an unsuccessful effort of concealment. I knew myself to be of all breasts, hips, and thighs, ready to be loved ... and Jamuna could hardly wait.

Jamuna turned me around and gently pushed me onto the bed. "Onto the bed, dear," she said quietly. "And open your legs wide. I want to see how big you will be stretched by my Laxman's cock."

"More than that, dear," Jamuna ordered softly. "More than that!"

I literally sobbed with ultra erotic delight, never knew that a housekeeper could have such a possession on a man like my brother in law, my eyes clenched tightly shut and helplessly spread my legs as far apart as was humanly possible, trying somehow to get this over with as fast as possible.

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"Don't cry, my dear," Jamuna said. "It's not as though I were going to ram a huge, vile prick inside you!"

Laxman laughed coarsely.

"Don't you wish you had one to do it with," he jibed at Jamuna. "Don't you wish?"

"Why, Laxman ... you may be giving her -- your sweet little sister in law the wrong idea. I only occasionally dabble in these things. Generally I am strictly interested in the stronger sex. You know that."

I felt myself get dizzy again. It was unbelievable. The mere thought of being touched by another woman was enough to make my skin crawl, and here I was, lying naked with this perverted, fiendish woman. It was all so perfectly awful. I was going to have to submit to the disgusting indignities that these deranged couples were going to inflict upon me but I was going to enjoy it. It was not enough that she had already been through so much with Laxman, and had also been forced to listen while he husband made love to Jamuna. No. That wasn't enough. The fates had more in store for her. She wondered what she had ever done to deserve being in such a position.

I just can't do it, she thought, suddenly. But Jamuna's hands were now reaching around her waist, and slowly worked themselves up to the tips of her breasts, tracing light fingernail lines along her brownish, creamy skin as they went.

Laxman sat on the bed watching them, a broad smile playing lustfully on his lips. This was even better than he hoped. It wasn't often he got a chance to see his housekeeper go to work on a sister in law, but it was certainly well worth waiting for, he knew.

"Go ahead, baby. Let's see a little action." He could feel his penis rising once more at the sight of the two naked women on the bed.

My nipples became harder and harder under Jamuna's manipulations and I tried desperately to fight the feeling of excitement racing from the pointed tips to her already well-lubricated sex. But it was too much for me, and even though I hated the insidious woman's touch on my skin, it was unmistakably beginning to arouse her. "That's it, that's it," Laxman said. "She really digs that. Look at her."

Jamuna continued her massage as I lay there with my legs spread, feeling more ashamed than had ever felt before, my pulse raced and lips trembled uncontrollably, I knew that Laxman was sitting there staring into the unprotected wide-spread lips of my (his sister in law) vagina while his housekeeper was violating me. All the images of kidnappings and rapes that she had ever had flashed through my mind.

I would never have dreamed that I would ever find myself in a predicament as depraved and hopeless as this one.

I cried out as Jamuna's hands drifted down to the sensitive crevice between my legs. Jamuna's breast brushed against my side as she pressed closer still, in order to position herself better. Her fingers brushed inside the tender outer lips of my pussy. I jumped, startled by the touch.

"Mmmmm. She's very sensitive, honey. I'll bet you should have had a high good time with this sluttish sister in law, should have had rollicking time with her." Jamuna smiled suggestively at Laxman.

"Yeah, she's a hot one, all right, but she still has to get over a few hang-ups, if you know what I mean."

"Yes, I know what you mean ... just a sweet little housewife worried about her sister eh?"

"She behaves as if this is her first time out ... so it might as well be a good one but I do not believe it because she has fucked her father in law, maybe a woman in it is the first time so She'll thank us for this fuck later when she sees how good things can get once you let yourself go and forget everything but your body."

Jamuna's fingers continued their nervous fiddling in the narrow confines of my pussy, causing me to begin to moan softly and toss my head from side to side, while my thighs quivered gently.

"Oh no ... oh no ..." I cried. "Please don't touch me there. Stop, please."

But the cries went unheeded as Jamuna slipped one finger down into the smooth wet cavern of my vagina. I jumped as Jamuna's nails scraped the side of my soft, hairline entrance, then the pain was gone and she felt the nudging of the whore woman's fingers inside me. I knew from my experience that sooner I realized that the sooner I gave in to them the sooner it would be all over.

Jamuna's fingers circled around inside my warm, fleshy passage, while with her thumb she flicked at my clitoris.

Slowly the sensation built as the expert caressing went on and on. Laxman moved in closer, almost drooling now from the excitement of watching us. He slipped one of his large hands under my soft, trembling buttocks and squeezed.

"What a great ass," he said. "Did you see her behind, Jamuna ... almost as nice as yours?"

"Almost," Jamuna laughed.

I tried to block out their obscene conversation. Their coarseness was staggering. My mind boggled at the unreality of it all. This was the kind of thing that happened in books or in dirty movies. How could it be happening to me? My sister's husband and I are involved with him and of all the people -- his housekeeper who was his whore.

In spite of all this, my vagina was moistening around Jamuna's working fingers and my hips began to move in a tiny, involuntary rotating motion. I now realized that nothing would ever be the same for me.

This shame would haunt her forever. Then Jamuna made a sudden movement and pushed her fingers up to the very end of my widely stretched pussy. And I cried out at the searing sensation of pain that accompanied the violent thrust, straining to get away from the hideous feminine touch, but Laxman pushed her buttocks up, preventing me from squirming backwards.

"She's a nice size. Still tight. I'll bet she's had a lot of dicks and all this shyness is a façade, one of her old lover's by the name Kondala Rao regales at how tight her young pussy was a few years ago It's a wonder how their cocks must have stretched her any wider than that. I hate to tell you, but my friend Kondala Rao has got one big cock ... even though you are the champ in my book. Or should I say in my ..."

"Oh stop rapping about Kondala Rao, you know he is my cousin and let's get on with her preparation." Laxman was becoming impatient. He wanted to get into my pussy, but first he wanted to see a good show.

"Look at her wiggle. I'll bet she didn't know she'd enjoy a woman's touch so much. In a few minutes I'll have her exactly the way you want her. She'll be begging you for it."

I sucked in her breath. A perverse thrill ran through me, Kondala Rao and them, it was a thrill thinking about Kondala Rao, he was a good fuck but it only happened once during the days when my Uncle was evolving the flower in my sexual liberation.

After all, it looked like I was being used against my will by these people and in a weird way it began to make me want to wallow in the obscenity of it all. I wanted them to give me pleasure and I was sure to accept ... and enjoy it! If they were evil, I would be even more evil. I would not let them get the better of me. My legs began to slide up and down with each twirl of Jamuna's fingers inside my pussy. Then, perversely, I spread them out even further.

"She's really getting excited now," Laxman said, pinching the smooth wheatish flesh of my slowly rotating buttocks. His breathing came in short heavy gasps, and he could feel his prick stiffening to its fully erect size.

"Yes, look at her spread 'em wide," Jamuna smirked. "I told you she'd really come around!"

I let myself go ... the kneading of my brother in law's fingers at my bottom combined with Jamuna's thorough explorations. My cunt seemed huge to her, and I wanted to have it filled even more than it was being filled by Jamuna's slender hand. I pushed my buttocks lewdly against Laxman's hand, squirming and moaning with abandon. Anything they would say now would only make me more excited, I knew. I was completely ready to be an object for their lust and for my own now rising desires.

Then Laxman's, my brother in law's lips were at my breasts, pulling and twisting the stiffened nipples. I felt wetness seeping from my stimulated pussy. I was thinking of Jyothi, this was her husband and my husband was with her always when he was fucking me, he would imagine Jyothi and in his dreams wanted both of us to make love to him at the same time. What a pervert was I married to but then I was no less a slut and so I deserved it.

"She's very, very wet, love ... sure you don't want to put your prick in there now?" Jamuna was getting excited wanting to see the incest copulation happen fast.

"Yes, in a little bit," Laxman answered. His hands had found a new occupation. He slipped into the open crevice of my buttocks and poked one finger into the tiny puckered opening of my anus.

"Nice little ass," he said. "I haven't explored this yet."

He jiggled his finger tentatively at the entrance way. I cried out in pain. I was shocked back to the awful reality of the situation. Oh no, I thought. They're not going to do things to me there too. It was thrilling and I had some dicks there before, nothing to beat the pleasure down there.

"I thought she's a virgin here but she is not, I can dig some sperm even now, when did someone dig you here last?" Laxman grunted, and "Rajeev ... please ... go on..." she muttered, deeply aroused.

Smiling to himself, he prised them open further and I gasped, my head rising, mouth parting in a wide 'O' of delight as his tongue flickered gently against my anus, probing the dank, puckered flesh. He slid his fingers and hands under my thighs. My hips jerked up, my thighs spreading. Panting with excitement, I plunged a hand between my legs and spread my cunt-lips wide for him with my fingers.

"Laxman ... why don't you tongue-fuck me again," Jamuna gasped aroused by what she was watching going on between me and him.

Chuckling, he slid his head lower and I gasped, crying out as he pushed his tongue up into my wide, gaping cunt once more. He rolled his tongue inside my cunt and the finger arched up between his lips, flickering between his mouth and my cunt, his tongue dancing around my finger and cunt, my finger rolling inside the cunt, hips grinding round and round. I gasped, veering towards a climax.

He stopped me short again. He ripped off taking his cock in his hand. He began to masturbate quickly, and I looked over my shoulder at him and gasped at the size of his gargantuan penis. His cock became hard and stiff, hungry for me. He bent over me, deciding that if I had been fucked before he could as well fuck me from behind right away take me nice and slow and deep. He pressed his cock against my buttocks, sliding it lower, and my fingers curled about it with the confidence of an able lover.

"Oh my god!" I gasped.

"Seen bigger?" he chuckled and with that he thrust his finger in up to the first knuckle joint.

"Aaaggg!" I screamed with greater pain and indignity, arching my back, trying to move the buttocks away from his attack. But Jamuna pushed even harder into my vagina ... forcing my back down onto Laxman's solidly worming finger.

"Nooo!" I squealed.

"Oh yeess," Jamuna crooned down at me viciously. "Yes."

Just then the phone rang and Laxman had to leave the room and this gave an opportunity for us to get back to bisexual pleasures.

Jamuna pressed her bare tits, with their still-hard nipples, onto my chest, my own hands full of the other woman's tits. I dug my fingers into the spongy tit-flesh, squeezing until the nipples stiffened. Jamuna's drool flowed into my mouth, and my tongue was as fuck-crazed as a stiff cock, poking in and out. She thrust it deep and she made it wiggle like a snake in my mouth.

"Laxman loves to fuck two women at once," Jamuna whispered, bubbles of spit frothing on her lips and sticking to my mouth. "I like a little one-on-one. He left so we could have a little privacy. Let's make the most of it, darling!"

She moved downward, making for the points of tit that her eager fingers had teased to erection. Looking up, excitement gleaming in her eyes, she licked the nipples until they glistened, and then sucked them into her mouth. She squeezed the tits together so that her mouth didn't have to travel so far, and she worked her head back and forth, biting one tit and then the other.

I lay back, opening my legs a little wider so Jamuna could ease her body even closer. The friction of our cunts was creating a vibrant, exciting heat in my crotch. I slid my hands up and down her back while the bare-cunted whore fed on her tits.

"Yes, yes, keep on licking me!"

Jamuna had no intention of stopping! She bit and chewed at the hard nipples, eating them until I gasped and moaned. I rocked back. My legs curled around Jamuna's and she used her thigh muscles to pull me her new lover in closer still, increasing the hot contact of our aroused pussies.

I pulled Jamuna's face up and kissed the drool off the whore's wet lips. This time it was my turn to get aggressive. I put her hands on Jamuna's cheeks and forced her lips open. Jamuna giggled and played reluctant.

I pressed with my tongue until the whore's mouth opened and my tongue thrust inside. Then I rolled Jamuna over and mounted her hot body.

I was all over Jamuna and moved down to the tits, licking them until they were so wet my tongue couldn't keep from skidding on the small but firm mounds. My hand was down between her thighs, Jamuna gasped and bucked.

I wiggled my finger in and out of the woman's wet cunt, wiggling it deep inside just for the pleasure of watching Jamuna squirm. I'd already tasted her pussy, but was hungry to taste it again. I left off sucking tit and kissed my way down Jamuna's belly, toward the spot where her cunt-hair used to be.

It was impossible to miss that location.

I pushed again, as if meant to stuff my entire fist up Jamuna's fuck-hole. The whore squealed and writhed and spread her legs wider, opening her cunt to the attack. My face was down between her thighs now. I bit and chewed the insides of them, leaving teeth-marks in the nubile housekeeper's smooth flesh.

Jamuna's hands combed through my hair.

"Oh, yes, eat my pussy!" she moaned. "You do it soooo good, baby!"

I took out my finger and offered it to Jamuna. The giggling whore sucked it into her mouth as eagerly and earnestly as she'd sucked it up her cunt. She seemed to like the taste of her juices. She wasn't the only one.

I pushed my nose into her crotch, sniffing. The pussy muscles sucked at my nose. All I could breathe was the flavor of the whore's arousal.

Jamuna lifted her knees and her cunt seemed to gape open. I replaced my nose with my tongue, poking it up the hole until I could advance no farther. I licked the hole inside-out, smacking my lips in pleasure. I grew more and more positive that I was going to be eating a lot more pussy in the future, though I had no idea right now where I was going to find any more pussy to eat.

The more I licked, the wetter Jamuna got. I was starting to get the distinct impression that the petite whore was a lot more interested in women than men.

My hands were under her ass, pulling the whore's pussy up into my face. She had a firm, supple ass. It was a tactile pleasure just to have my fingers on it. As I sucked pussy, alternately spread and compressed the woman's ass cheeks. Jamuna's heels were braced on the mattress, and she had her ass completely off the bed. I was up on my knees now, angling into the ecstatic cunt.

I moved my tongue downward, onto the tiny opening of the whore's asshole. It was so snug and delicate I couldn't help wondering how in the fuck Jamuna ever managed to squeeze a shit out the hole. Even when I licked it and diddled the tight ring with my tongue, it remained tight, sealed, and almost reluctant to get involved.

Jamuna was whining and moaning. Not much doubt she enjoyed having her ass licked. I Jaya smiled, a nasty idea coming to me. I let Jamuna sag down onto the bed and then rolled the quivering whore onto her belly. I opened her thighs again and crawled between them, face pushing onto Jamuna's pussy from the rear.

The housekeeper moved up on her knees, her ass lifting, and I followed its rise with my tongue. I was licking Jamuna's pussy from back to front, tongue sliding onto the hot brown clit from underneath. But I kept bringing my tongue back to the asshole, ravishing it again and again.

I could feel the little hole getting more relaxed. I poked with my tongue, and the ring yielded a bit, allowing me momentary shallow penetration.

"Oh, you're so dirty!" Jamuna giggled." I like that in a girl!"

I bent slightly and brought my tits into play. I caressed the whore's pussy with them. I even spread the cunt-lips and guided the peak of a nipple into the woman's pussy. I thought it might make Jamuna feel good, and she was inclined to think it might make her feel good too.

I was right on both counts. The woman's pussy mouth sucked at my nipple.

I tried my nipple on Jamuna's asshole, too. Much tighter, but just as much fun to tit-fuck. Thick Saliva ran from my mouth and down my chin, spilling onto the curves of my tits.

Glancing about, I saw--still lying on the rumpled bed—the vibrator I'd used on me in the encounter with Laxman. The batteries had been almost drained, but I thought there might be a little life still in them and I grabbed the thing and flipped it on. The buzzing was weak, but it was enough for what I had in mind.

"Let's play with this toy," I said, buzzing Jamuna's pussy with the vibrator. "Bet you've had it down there a few times, right, baby?"

"Mmmmm, right!" Jamuna moaned. "Slide it in and out of me-- not too deep--just in and out! And tickle my clit, too! I really like that!"

I worked the tip into Jamuna's cunt-hole, easing it gently in and out, just as she had requested. The whore began to throb and whimper, obviously getting deeper and deeper into her sexual possession.

I took the initiative, shoving the vibrator a little farther into the housekeeper's cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Jamuna moaned. "Not so deep!"

But she took it, and I smirked in satisfaction. I took a tighter grip on the base of the dildo and pushed it until my fingertips were flush against Jamuna's ass-crack. The whore moaned again. I rotated the vibrator inside her.

"Fuck me, oh, fuck me, baby!" Jamuna groaned, her voice as hypnotic as the muted buzz of the vibrator.

I fucked her.

There was an incredible sense of power, of control, in the act of working the dildo in and out. I was beginning to understand, for the first time, how a man must feel shoving his cock up a woman's cunt. As I used the dildo, I was busy with my tongue on Jamuna's asshole, continuing the arousal she'd already begun there.

I kept the dildo busy, and kept my tongue busy, too. Jamuna's asshole didn't taste particularly shitty. I probably wouldn't have stopped even if it had. My tongue was prodding the little hole, and the little hole was expanding a bit more each time it got licked.

Now it was time to use my finger again.

I straightened up, keeping the vibrator moving, and I began to push at Jamuna's ass-ring with my middle finger. Jamuna squealed at the feel of a finger attacking her ass, but she didn't ask me to stop, and I wouldn't have stopped even if she'd asked.

The finger entered Jamuna's bung hole. The muscles gripped my finger in a wet, sticky--almost greasy--heat. I prodded a time or two, and then it seemed that the whore's asshole took over the work. I could feel my finger being drawn in and out.

"Oooohhhhh!" Jamuna gasped. "You're gonna make me come if you don't stop that! And if you stop, I'll rip your tits off!"

I smiled. I felt very smug and self-satisfied right now. But I had one more ace up my sleeve. With a wrench of my wrist, I yanked the dildo out of Jamuna's cunt, and then lay down on my back, beneath the whore's uplifted crotch. My finger came out of Jamuna's asshole, and moved the dildo up to the finger-dilated hole while my tongue began to move up and down the slick wet crack of Jamuna's pussy.

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"Oh, you dirty bitch!" Jamuna cried. "You're not going to--"

I put the tip of the vibrator square against the whore's ass and gave it a stabbing thrust. Her finger had reamed the tight ass to some extent. It was still as tight as hell, but the opening wasn't nearly as snug as it had been, and the end of the vibrator entered Jamuna.

The vibrator pushed its way up Jamuna's ass-hole while I feasted on the whore's sloppy cunt. I was squeezing my own thighs together, massaging the bun of my own pussy, and could feel heat building dramatically inside it.

Jamuna wasn't the only one with a wet cunt.

I kept on tonguing the woman's clit and the cunt while I moved the dildo in short thrusts up Jamuna's asshole.

If I'd kept at it long enough, I could probably have shoved the thing so far up Jamuna that it came out her mouth. But Jamuna climaxed long before that point, and, to my own surprise, my orgasm came only a moment or two later. The power and the sex, and the scent of raw pussy sent me hurtling over the edge, though, and both of us the two women collapsed into a sweat-soaked heap of flesh.

Jamuna pulled me up, kissing me thirstily.

"God, that was fantastic," she said. "You've got to give us your number! Even if Laxman can't make it, I'm going to come back for some more of that sweet hot cunt of yours, baby! Oh, you've earned your brother in law tonight!"

"I am just trying to think when will I get to fuck my dear sister in law Jaya finally?" Laxman said standing at the door with a cigarette in his hand.........

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Its loooooooooooooong. should be small small incidences

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