Chapter 4

Kunwar fucked as fierecely as he could. After ten minutes he was unable to control his cock. Asha too was being overwhelmed by her sexual ecstasy. Screaming wildly and fucking fiercely, they reached their climaxes. Asha twisted her body this way and that way as her cunt went berserk with her cumming. Kunwar's cock shot jet after jet of scalding thick sperm into her young cunt. They clutched at each other and kissed madly, as their bodies shuddered violently and as their orgasms went on and on for two minutes.

Finally, Kunwar rolled off and lay beside her, panting. His cum coated cock was slowly drooping. "FANTASTIC FUCK, ASHA! YOU ARE SO YOUNG! BUT YOU FUCK SO WELL! THANK YOU, ASHA DAUGHTER."

Asha got off the bed, adjusted her kurti and got into her pyjami. "I have to go, Kunwar. I have been here too long."

Kunwar said, "Please don't let anybody play with you, Asha. You are my darling now. Whenever you need sex, come to me."

She realized that her brother-in-law, her father and now Kunwar had said the same thing. Each of them wanted her for himself only. High hopes! She wanted fun with any man whom she fancied.

However she said, "All right, Kunwar papa."

She took the bag of bread and milk and, before leaving told him, "Why don't you go to your daughter Shilpa's room and wake her up by kissing her on the mouth?"

Before he could say anything, she left hurriedly by the back door.

When she entered her house, her mother was in the bathroom. Her father and brother were in their rooms. Luckily nobody saw that she was braless and panty-less under her dress. She left the bag of bread and milk in the kitchen and went up to her room.

Before she left for school, her father hugged and kissed her on the mouth. Her mother raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Her brother Dinesh just giggled. That was enough to start Asha thinking about Kunwar's fuck that morning. The thinking started to arouse her.

In school she met her boyfriend Rajesh. As they chatted she kept thinking of his father, and wondered what his father would do with her that day. That got her more aroused.

Mid-day she had lunch with Rajesh and her parents in their house. They talked about mundane things. After lunch Rajesh went to play cricket with his friends. Mrs. Manish went to the kitchen.

Mr. Manish looked at Asha and smiled. He asked in a whisper so that his wife couldn't hear. "Shall we go to the bedroom?"

Pretending, she asked in a whisper, "What do you want to teach me today, sir?"

Just then Mrs. Manish came in and told her husband, "Asha will have to go back to class soon, ji. Quickly take her upstairs and teach her."

"Yes, I have very important things to teach her," said Mr. Manish and took Asha upstairs.

As they climbed up the staircase, he put his hand around her narrow waist and whispered, "I missed you yesterday, Asha. I have been waiting eagerly for this moment."

"Really, sir?"

"Yes, last night I couldn't sleep. I was thinking of you, and longing for your company."

"Really, sir?"

"Have you been thinking of me?"

"Yes, sir."

"When you were in bed?"

"Yes, sir."

"Did you long for me to be with you in bed?" Asha just smiled.

They entered the bedroom. Mr. Manish closed the door, gathered her in his arms and kissed her on the mouth. It was a wet and eager kiss. Asha allowed him to kiss her for a few seconds before responding. Slowly she kissed back, putting her hands around his neck.

After a while she stopped kissing him and said, "Our clothes will be crumbled, sir."

"What do you suggest, dear?"

"You had said that you will buy something for me to wear."

"Yes, I have bought some outfit for you."

"Then let me wear them, sir."

"Will you promise to wear only what I give you?"

"I promise, sir."

He went to the cupboard and brought some items of clothing. He turned his back to her and said, "I won't look at you. Remove all that you are wearing and give them to me first. Then I will give you one item at a time to wear."

Asha removed her school uniform, including her bra and panty, and gave them to Mr. Manish. He stood with his back to her.

Then he handed a blouse for her to wear. "The bra, sir?"

"No bra, dear. Wear the blouse alone first."

What a blouse! It had short puffed up sleeves but nothing very much after that. The back was bare. In front it was wide open and the outer edges came down the outer sides of her breasts and clasped beneath her bosom, like two supporting cups under her breasts. All of her big breasts were bare. The underside seemed to lift up the breasts slightly. This caused her breasts to thrust out amazingly, displaying prominently her cute reddish nipples and aureoles.

Asha liked the blouse. She had always wanted to expose her breasts to men. But at that moment she felt she ought to make a mild protest. "It's not much of a blouse, sir. It leaves my breasts completely uncovered."

"But since I am your boy friend's father, I want to see whether your breasts are good for my son. So, I'm sure you want to show me your boobs, don't you, Asha?"

Yes, but not for the reasons that he had mentioned. She wanted him to see her boobs. She couldn't say that, could she? So, she kept quiet. Mr. Manish now handed her another item to wear. "Wear this panty, Asha."

What a panty! It was all strings. It left her buttocks bare. It was made so short that the so called waist string wasn't at the waist. It went around her body at the mid-pubic area. In front, only a 2-inch by 4-inch strip covered her loins. Covered it but didn't conceal it because the fabric was gossamer thin. Her cunt opening and cunt lips were completely visible.

Asha smiled to herself. Mr. Manish was a naughty man. But then she liked naughty men. However, she said, "The panty shows everything, sir. It's too small and too thin!"

"But it's good for you, Asha, and good for me, as I will be your father-in-law. I want to see whether you are good for my son. So, I'm sure you want to wear like that for me, don't you?"

Yes, I want to and I like to show you my cunt. But she couldn't say that.

Instead she asked, "Is that all that I have to wear, sir?" She smiled to herself. She hoped that Mr. Manish would realize that she was willing not to wear anything else.

He handed her a skirt. "Here is a wrap-up skirt, Asha."

Asha wanted to look naughty. She asked, "Do you really want me to wear it, sir?"

"Well, what do you think, Asha? Don't you think you should wear the skirt?"

"I leave it to you, sir. If you don't like me to wear it, then I am willing, sir, I am willing not to wear the skirt."

"Really, Asha?"

"Yes, sir. I won't wear the skirt. I want you to be happy, sir. Since you are going to be my father-in-law, I want to please you, sir."

"Wonderful girl! You are so good to me. I love you, Asha."

"Your son also loves me, sir."

"I know. He loves you because you are his girl friend, and I love you because you are going to be my daughter-in-law."

"I am a lucky girl, sir."

"I am the lucky one, Asha. Probably the luckiest father-in-law to be."

"It's nice of you to say that, sir." Asha realized that she was quite aroused sexually by what was happening.

"May I also wear something simple, Asha?"

"Yes, sir."

He handed her some items of outfit. "Here are three items, Asha. Choose one of them for me to wear."

Asha looked at the items. One was a pair of loose pyjama with an opening in front that had no buttons. Another was a pair of loose shorts with a similar opening in front. Asha knew that both would allow the cock to come out of the opening easily.

The third item puzzled her at first. She looked carefully. It was a cylindrical pouch made of thin cloth.

"What is this, sir?"

"Which one, Asha?"

"The smallest one. What is it, sir?"

"It's an item that I can wear. It will cover my manhood and nothing else."

"Oh, I see!" Asha realized that it was more like a condom. He would be practically naked if he put that on alone. Only his cock would be covered. The cloth was gossamer thin. That meant that his cock would be visible. His balls would be bare. He would be practically naked!

"Which one shall I wear, Asha? The pants, the shorts or the pouch?"

Asha wanted him to wear the cock pouch alone. But she was shy to say it. Yet, she wanted to hint to him that she wouldn't mind it if he wore the pouch alone.

"Any one is fine with me, sir."

"May I wear the shorts?"

Asha was disappointed. She didn't want him to wear the shorts. She wanted him to wear the cock pouch. She decided to be a bit bold. "If you like to put on the pouch alone, it's fine with me, sir."

"You want me to put on the pouch, don't you?"

"If you like to, it's fine with me, sir."

"All right, it will be the pouch then."

Asha felt happy and more aroused to hear him say that. She heard herself say, "Thank you, sir." She blushed realizing that she had let him know her wish.

Asha heard him remove his clothes. After a moment he asked, "May I look at you now, Asha?"

"Yes, sir."

They turned to face each other. They looked at each other's naked body with interest. Asha saw a wild hairy naked man. His huge hairy balls were bare! They hung swaying gently. His mighty big cock was let into this clinging condom-like fabric that was as thin as gossamer. The cock was completely visible. It stood erect at 45° to his upper body, swaying, jerking, and moving as if it was a live animal. Asha liked the cock.It was as big and exciting as Kunwar's and her father's. The sight of it stimulated her some more.

Meanwhile Mr. Manish gloated over Asha's naked figure. "SO BEAUTIFUL! SO WONDERFUL YOUR BODY!"

"Thank you, sir."

He came near and took both her hands. "SO SHAPELY! SO CURVACEOUS! SO SEXY!"

"Thank you, sir."

His hand caressed her bare flesh. "SO YOUNG! DELICIOUS FLESH!"

"Thank you, sir"

His hands cupped the under swell of her naked breasts and gently squeezed them. "SO BIG! SO ROUND! SO FIRM!" His fingers and thumbs rolled her hard nipples. "SUCKABLE TITS!"

"Thank you, sir."

Mr. Manish embraced her and kissed her wetly and hotly on the mouth. Very aroused, Asha kissed back passionately, caressing his hard back. She could feel his huge hard cock rubbing against her body. She liked Mr. Manish's body.

After a while he stopped kissing her. He sat on the stool at the dressing table. His transparently sheathed cock stood erect.

""Sit across my thighs, Asha."

Suddenly she felt shy. He guided her to sit straddling his thighs. Her thighs opened out. Her inadequately covered cunt was right in front of his monstrous cock.

Caressing her bare hips and tummy, Mr. Manish said, "You are the most beautiful, and the most voluptuous 15 year-old girl I have ever seen."

She placed her hands on his bare hips. "Am I good enough to marry your son, sir?"

"I have to find out."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"I have to make sure whether you are good enough for me... as a daughter-in-law."

Asha knew he wanted to have fun with her. She just smiled.

"May I, Asha?"

"What, sir?"

"May I find out whether you are good enough for me?"

Smiling, Asha nodded.

"May I also find out how hot you are... as a daughter-in-law?"

Again she nodded smiling.

"Do you also want to find out?"

"Find out what, sir?"

"Whether I am good enough for you... as your father-in-law?"

Smiling back, Asha nodded.

"Would you also like to find out whether I am hot enough for you?"

The talk alone got them both very aroused. Smiling she nodded.

Fondling her breasts he said, "But we don't have enough time. We have to go back to school soon."

"You are the Headmaster, sir."

"What do you mean, Asha?"

"You can phone the school, sir. Tell your Deputy Headmaster that you have something urgent to do, that you won't be able to go back to school, and that he should take charge of the school."

"Brilliant idea.But what about you?"

"You can ask your Deputy to inform my class teacher that I have been excused from school today for personal reasons."

"What a clever girl you are!"

"Thank you, sir."

"All right, I'll I phone the school." He kissed her on the mouth and they got up. Hugging her close to his body he went with her and took his mobile phone from his trousers that he had removed earlier.

Before phoning he told her, "Please hold me."

She was facing him with her hands on his hips. "I am holding you, sir."

"I mean, hold this, Asha." He took her right hand and placed it on his cock. "Wrap your fingers around the stem... yes, that's right. Hold it tight while I phone the school."

Asha's fingers couldn't go around the fat cock stem completely. She gripped his cock stem as best as she could and rhythmically squeezed it as Mr. Manish phoned the school and delivered the message that he wanted to deliver. The cock kept throbbing and jerking in her soft hand.

Mr. Manish put the phone away and said, "There. That's done. We don't have to go back to school."

Squeezing his cock stem, Asha said smiling, "Thank you, sir."

"Do you prefer to go back to school or do you prefer to be here with me."

Squeezing his cock she said smiling, "I prefer you, sir. I prefer to play with you."

"What shall we play, Asha?"

She released his cock and moving away said giggling, "Let's play Catch me if you can, sir."

Mr. Manish yelped and darted forward, pretending to catch her. Giggling she in turn darted this way and that way, pretending to avoid him. Her big bouncy breasts jiggled delightfully and his sheathed cock jerked randomly. He kept watching her bouncy breasts and she kept watching his mighty jerking cock.

Pointing to her bare bouncing breasts Mr. Manish said, "BIG AND BEAUTIFUL!"

Pointing to his cock she said, "BIG AND NAUGHTY!"

He caught her, hugged and kissed her on the mouth while she squeezed his hard cock. Then they darted about again, he chasing her and she avoiding him. Again he caught her. This time he sucked her right tit.

"You are naughty, sir!" said Asha playfully and squeezed his cock again and again. She loved this stimulating fun. She was glad he was going to be her father-in-law.

After a while they separated and darted about again. For a third time Mr. Manish caught her near the edge of the bed. He knelt in front of her and buried his face between her thighs, his mouth seeking her loins.

"Oh, you naughty, sir," she said. Giggling she raised her left leg, exposing her loins to his mouth. His tongue licked the transparently covered cunt. She let him for a few seconds. Then she turned and flopped on the bed, face down.

Mr. Manish held her legs and looked at the buttocks and thighs. Her naked buttocks delighted him. They were young, round and delicious. The full shapely thighs added to her sexiness. He fitted his long hard cock in the crevice of her buttocks and lay on her back. His hands went under her body and cupped her big breasts, the thumbs and fingers squeezing and rolling her tits.

"GOD! YOU LOOK HOT, ASHA!"

"Do you like my body, sir?"

"OH YES! VOLUPTUOUS BODY! YOUNG AND VOLUPTUOUS!"

"Hope your son will enjoy it, sir."

"But I want to enjoy it first, Asha. May I? May I enjoy it first?"

"Of course, sir. I want you to enjoy me... to find out whether I am good enough to be your daughter-in-law." She was so aroused!

"Oh God! What a willing desirable young girl!"

Mr. Manish rubbed his cock against her buttocks, gently jabbing inwards again and again. At the same time his hands fondled her breasts. Asha enjoyed the stimulation for a while. Then she crept higher on to the bed, turned over and lay on her back. Her buttocks were near the edge.

Mr. Manish held her hanging legs, bent them at the knees and opened out her thighs. Asha's loins were in full view, her cunt opening and cunt lips visible through the tiny gossamer fabric.

"DELICIOUS, ASHA!" he smiled at her.

"Do you like it, sir?"

"YES! May I find out whether it's delicious?"

"Yes, sir. Taste it, sir."

Wrapping his arms around her full thighs, he lowered his mouth to her loins and started to lick the cunt slit through the fabric. Asha's hips jerked up with thrill.

"Like it, Asha? Like the licking?"

"YES, SIR! YES!"

"Want some more?" He continued to lick and lick.

"YES, SIR (lick)... YES (lick)... YES(lick)... YES (lick)... THAT'S NICE (lick)... YES, LICKME LIKE THAT, SIR (several licks)... YES, LICK AGAIN, SIR (another series of licks)... AAGAIN (lick)... AGAIN (lick)... CONTINUE LICKING, SIR (vigorous licking again and again)."

For five minutes she urged him to lick. The gossamer fabric was thoroughly wetted by his saliva and her juices. Her body rocked with thrill.

Asha wanted more. "Move my panty aside and lick me inside, sir. A tongue inside my pussy gives me more pleasure, sir."

Surprised at what he had heard, Mr. Manish stopped licking and, looking at her, asked, "How do you know? Has anyone tongued your pussy? Has my son done it to you?"

Asha realized her mistake. Inadvertently she had said that she had enjoyed tonguing of her cunt. Although true she couldn't let Mr. Manish know that. She attempted to deny it. "OH NO, SIR! No one has done it. Certainly not your son. I only PRESUMED that it might give me more pleasure. I'm sorry for saying it wrongly, sir."

He thought that a girl as young as her must be innocent. She couldn't have had any sexual experience with anyone else. Mr. Manish believed her.

"Oh, I see." He pushed her tiny panty to one side and started to lick her naked moist cunt slit. The tongue swept along its length again and again and ended at the upper end by lashing against her swollen clitoris.

Her body twisting, her cunt boiling, Asha urged, "YES, SIR... LICKME, SIR... YES... LICKME... LICKME... LICKME SIR... GOOD SIR... GOOOD..."

Slowly and surely the tongue was going deeper and deeper as it swept along the length of her young cunt. Her pussy convulsed with stimulation.

She held his head against her loins and urged, "THRUST YOUR TONGUE IN AND OUT, SIR. I ENJOY IT WHEN IT MOVES INSIDE, SIR."

.

Mr. Manish wondered whether she meant what she had said. Had she actually enjoyed tongue fucking? She couldn't have. She was probably getting mixed up with her words.

He started to thrust his long fat tongue in and out. Asha's hips jacked up at each inward thrust. What a cock-like tongue!

"YES, SIR... I LIKE THIS, SIR... THIS IS WHAT I LIKE, SIR... TONGUEME, SIR... TONGUEME, DEEPER, SIR... YES, SIR... FASTER, SIR... DEEPER, SIR... GOOD, SIR... GOOD... GOD... GOOD... TONGUE ME... YES... YES..."

Mini orgasms started to shake her body "AHK... AHK... AHK... ORGH... AHH... OHHH... OHHH... YEZZZ... YEZZZ... SIRRR... SIRRR..."

Mr. Manish wanted to do more than tongue fuck this young sexpot. So, he withdrew his tongue from her overly juicy cunt.

"Why, sir? WHY?" Disappointment was written all over her face.

"I need some help, Asha."

"What help, sir?"

Mr. Manish moved her to sit up on the bed against the headboard. Then he knelt over her near naked body. Asha saw his massive cock swaying in front of her face.

"Do you like this fellow, Asha?" he asked, holding his cock in front of her face.

She nodded.

"Show him that you like him, Asha?"

. She knew what Kunwar had wanted. She knew what her father had wanted. So, She knew what Mr. Manish wanted but she pretended. "What do you want me to do, sir?"

Caressing her face, he placed the tip of the sheathed cock on her parted lips. "I want to see how good you are at kissing, licking and sucking my cock, Asha."

She knew she was good at cock sucking. Kunwar had liked her sucking. Her father had praised her also. But she lied, "I have never done this before, sir."

"I know. But you have to learn to do it, Asha. Then only you can be a good wife to my son."

She placed one hand on his bare hip, held the massiva cock stem with the other hand and kissed the visible cockhead through the gossamer fabric. Mr. Manish caressed her cheeks and urged, "Lick it, Asha."