Chapter 5

Asha was delighted that her sex life was getting better by each day. That day itself she had been thrillingly fucked six times by three men; four of them by her own father. The next day would be Saturday. She started to think about her sister's husband. He was 47 and looked virile. She desired him.

Saturday morning Asha woke up late. She was well rested. Thinking of all the fucking of the previous day, she got aroused.

After lunch, she bathed and put on what Mr. Manish had bought for her, and which she had worn for him the previous day: the skimpy blouse (that didn't cover her breasts) and tiny panty (that was gossamer thin and measured only 2" by 4") Over that she wore her pyjami and kurti. Her bare breasts were fairly visible through the thin kurti. So, she put a shawl over her shoulders and pinned it to her kurti so that the front of the shawl remained covering her chest. She took a science book and a note book and arrived at her sister's house well before 3 pm.

Her sister Rina greeted her. "Come in, Asha. I'm glad you are early. I don't want to be late for our singing session."

"Where is jije?"

"Upstairs, he just woke up from an afternoon nap. He is bathing. He wants to be fresh to teach you."

"It's very kind of you, sis. To let him teach me."

"Don't say that, Asha. We are sisters. I want you to learn your lessons well for the sake of your future."

"I'll study hard, sister. I don't want to disappoint you."

"Important thing is that you mustn't disappoint your brother-in-law, since he is going to spend every Saturday to teach you."

"I won't, sis. I promise you. He is my brother-in- law. I will do my best not to disappoint him." Asha smiled to herself. She was thinking to herself, "I'm not going to disappoint him in bed, sis."

Just then Gopal appeared at the top of the staircase. He was in his pyjama and kurta.

Rina said to her husband, "I must run along, ji. I don't want to be late. Asha is here for her science lessons."

"Hello, Asha,"

"Hello, jije."

Gopal told his wife, "You go ahead, Rina. I'll take care of Asha."

As Rina left the house, Gopal called out, "Come up to the study room, Asha."

Asha waited until her sister had left the house and had walked some distance away from the house. Then she said smiling, "Come and take me upstairs, jije."

Asha watched her brother-in-law come down the staircase. She liked his body. He was 47 but had a hefty body. The pyjama and kurta didn't conceal his muscular frame.

"Thank you for coming, Asha. I have been waiting so eagerly for this moment."

She threw her books on to the floor. "I don't need these now."

Then she approached her brother-in-law. "I also have been looking forward to seeing you, jije. Take me upstairs, brother-in-law."

He reached her, gathered her in his arms and they kissed eagerly, wetly, lustily for a while. He took her hand and started to lead her up the staircase.

"No, jije. Carry me upstairs," she smiled.

"Gladly, darling." He wanted to carry her by placing his hands under her, but she had other ideas. She jumped at him, wrapping her hands around his neck and wrapping her legs and thighs around his body. He cupped her buttocks to support her and her crotch was smack against his crotch. She could feel his hardness against her loins. Obviously he wasn't wearing any underwear!

Asha smiled cheekily at her brother-in-law. "I can feel you. No underwear? You naughty, jije!"

"Don't you like that?"

She didn't answer him. Instead she locked her mouth onto his and they kissed lustily as he carried her up the staircase. She kept rubbing her crotch against his hardening manhood through their clothes.

When they reached the top of the staircase, Asha broke the kiss and spoke into his mouth, "Don't take me to the study room, jije."

They continued to speak into each other's mouth.

"Why, Asha?"

"No, jije. I don't need the study room. I need the bedroom."

He spoke back into her mouth, "But what about your science lessons."

"I'm not here for science lessons, jije. I'm here for bedroom lessons."

"Are you sure?"

"YES! Take me to a bedroom, jije. Please..."

Gopal didn't want to waste time in suggestive talk anymore. He carried her to the guest's bedroom and let her down. They started to kiss. As they did so, Asha removed his kurta. "I want you naked, jije. I want to see what my sister has been enjoying these two years."

After removing his kurta, Asha caressed his bare chest. "Very manly, jije. Broad, hairy and strong! Good body, jije."

"Thank you, Asha. It belongs to your sister, you know."

"Yes, I know. But as I'm your sister-in-law, it also belongs to me, jije."

Asha now knelt in front of her brother-in-law, inserted her right hand inside his pyjama, and fondled his big balls and huge cock. "Big balls and big cock, jije."

"Like them, Asha?"

"For size, yes. For fun, I don't know yet. I hope to find out this afternoon."

"Your sister likes it, she enjoys it."

"I am more demanding, jije. It takes a lot to satisfy me."

"How do you know that you are more demanding? Have you had sex with anyone else?"

"No, jije. I know that through masturbation," she lied.

Asha now pulled her brother-in-law's cock out into the open. It was a huge cock. It was long, it was thick, it was hard, and it kept jerking and swaying as if it had a life of its own. Luckily all the men so far had big cocks.

Asha cupped and caressed the huge cockhead. "It's like an usually big plum, jije. Looks delicious."

"Find out whether it's delicious, Asha. Taste it."

Holding the stem with both hands, Asha started to kiss the head all over at first, and then she licked it all over. The cock jerked and throbbed. Her brother-in-law caressed her cheeks. "NICE! VERY NICE! THANK YOU."

Asha now took the bulbous knob into her young mouth and started to suck it. She had gained enough experience sucking the cocks of Kunwar, Mr. Manish and her father. So, she sucked expertly. Her brother-in-law was delighted.

"WONDERFUL! FANTASTIC! GOD! I WISH YOUR SISTER WOULD DO THIS FOR ME."

Asha sucked his cock for a while. Then she stopped and asked, "Doesn't my sister suck your cock?"

"No, Asha. She says it's dirty to do that."

"But you do like your cock to be sucked?"

"Yes, before marriage I used to persuade young school girls with favours to suck my cock. I would promise them extra marks during tests and exams. Many young school girls had sucked my cock.Your sister is young, only 20, but she won't suck my cock."

"Don't worry, jije. I'll suck your cock regularly from now onwards."

"Thank you, Asha."

"You are welcome, jije. Just keep your big cock ready for me whenever I come here."

Asha resumed sucking his cock. She took more and more of the cock into her mouth. It seemed to elongate more, thicken more, harden more, and throb more. Asha didn't want him to explode in her mouth this time. She let the saliva coated cock out of her mouth and stood up.

"I feel warm wearing all these clothes, jije," she said coyly.

Her brother-in-law understood her. "Let me remove your kurti, Asha."

When he removed the kurti, he was delightfully surprised. Her so-called blouse didn't cover her big round breasts. the big boobs thrust outward boldly. He ogled her big chest, licking his lips. "Like them, jije?"

"Yes, they are bigger than your sister's."

" Yes, I know. Now remove my pyjami, jije, darling."

He knelt in front of her and loosening the waist band removed her pyjami. Another surprise! She was naked except for the teeny weenie fabric which covered only her cunt slit and cunt lips. It was gossamer thin. He could see her cunt slit and cunt lips!

"GOSH! SO NAKED!"

"Like me like this, jije darling?"

Her brother-in-law stared in amazement at her near naked body. "SO SHAPELY! SO YOUNG! SO VOLUPTUOUS!"

"Better than your wife, my sister?"

"OH YES! YES INDEED!"

"Do you want to enjoy my young hot body, jije?"

"YES! YES INDEED!"

"Then, remove your pyjama, jije."

"If I do that, I'll be naked. I'm not wearing any underwear."

"I know that already, when I played and sucked your cock. Remove your pyjama. I want to enjoy your naked body, jije."

"Then you remove it, Asha," he said laughing lightly. As she approached him, he darted away. His hug erect cock was out of the opening of his pyjama and swaying about as he moved. Asha darted towards him, and managed to garb his cock now and again, but he managed to get away each time. And she let him. She liked this chasing and grabbing game.

Asha kept chasing, kept laughing and yelping as her hand tried to grab his naked cock. "NAUGHTY COCK! NAUGHTY COCK!"

Her brother-in-law enjoyed seeing her big bare breasts swaying about with her exertions. "BEAUTIFUL BOOBS! BOUNCY BOOBS!"

Eventually they caught up with each other. He fondled her breasts, she stroked his cock, and they kissed wetly, passionately. They were hot for each other. Gopal moved her towards the bed. Her legs hit the side of the bed and she fell back. He grabbed her baer legs and adjusted her body so that she lay with her buttocks at the edge of the bed. He stood between her full shapely thighs and dropped his pyjama. He was naked. His monstrous cock was staring at her young loins.

Asha smiled at her brother-in-law." Tongue me, jije. Lick me first."

Her brother-in-law bent her legs at the knees and opened out her gorgeous thighs. His mouth descended to her thinly veiled cunt and started to lick, wetting the small fabric and exciting her cunt lips.

"AHH... YES... YES... THANK YOU, JIJE... NICE... LICK SOME MORE, JIJE... YESSSS..." she kept urging him. He concentrated on giving her a good lick.

Suddenly, Asha reached forward and pulled away the tiny panty, exposing her naked cunt to her brother-in-law. "LICK ME INSIDE, JIJE, LICK ME INSIDE, PLEASE, PLEASE..."

Groaning, "Hmmm," he licked the wet channel of her cunt. His tongue swiped the entire length of her young wet fleshy slit and at the end the swipe his tongue lashed her clitoris. He did this again and again and again.

Asha's body shook with thrill, her legs quivered with sensation and she yelped encouragement, "YES, YES, GOOD, GOOD... JIJE... JIJE... LICKME, JIJE... , VERY GOOD, LICK ME, LICK ME... SOME MORE..." On and on she urged him.

Suddenly her brother-in-law started to thrust his long fat tongue in and out of her juicy cunt.

"YES JIJE, YES, YES... AHH... AHH... OOO... OOOOO... YES... FUCK ME... FUCK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE..."

Her brother-in-law thrust his tongue in and out of her convulsing cunt in a steady rhythm. Asha jacked up her hips to receive his thrusting tongue. He had such a long fat tongue! It was almost like a cock. Her inner cunt walls were exuding creamy juice which smeared her brother-in-laws around his mouth.

Gopal didn't want her to orgasm yet. He pulled his tongue out of her cunt.

"WHY, JIJE? WHY HAVE YOU STOPPED? Am I not as good as my sister?"

"No, darling not that. It's just that my junior wants to play."

Asha understood what he meant. Smiling, she spread out her thighs and pulled her brother-in-law closer. His cock was erect and swaying.

"Yes, I can se that, jije. Let me guide the eager fellow." She took hold of his massive cock and spoke to it. "All right, big brother-in-law, go in and play." She guided the tip of the cock into the entrance of her hot young cunt.

Her brother-in-law held her hips and started to press the cockhead in, saying, "Thank you, Asha. I hope you will like the way he plays inside you."

"Yes, jije, please make sure he plays well... I enjoy a good play."

A surprised Gopal asked, "Has anyone played inside you before?"

Asha realized the mistake she had made. Quickly she lied, "Of course, no jije. You are the first."

Too aroused to bother arguing, her brother-in-law, with his cockhead inside her tight entrance, leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. They kissed, licked and sucked eagerly.

"FUCK ME, JIJE. FUCK ME, PLEASE. I NEED IT!" She realized that by saying, "I need it," she was saying that she had experienced fucking before. So, she added, "I need to know how good fucking can be."

"GOD, ASHA! YOU ARE A HOT GIRL! I CANNOT IMAGINE A 15 YEAR OLD SCHOOL GIRL CAN BE THIS HOT! I AM SO GLAD YOU ARE MY WIFE'S SISTER!"

"MOVE YOUR COCK, JIJE. MOVE IT... MOVE IT IN AND OUT... PLEASE, JIJE"

As their mouths locked in a sucking kiss, her brother-in-law thrust his cock deeper, eliciting a moan of hmm from her. She could feel his cock swell and throb against her inner cunt walls. Good cock. She loved it.

Slowly her brother-in-law withdrew his cock and thrust it in again. Asha moaned and jacked up her hips. Her thighs wrapped themselves around his body and kicked his back to encourage him to thrust again.

Gopal moved his mouth to her chest and started to suck her right breast.

Asha placed her hands at the back of his head, guiding and caressing it. "YES, JIJE... SUCK MY TITS AND FUCK ME... MOVE YOUR COCK IN AND OUT, JIJE... PLEASE... PLEASE FUCK ME..."

Her brother-in-law responded. Steadily and rhythmically he kept plunging his monstrously swollen cock in and out of her over stimulated cunt. Her body shook, her thighs quivered, and her hips jumped up each time he plunged his cock inside her fuck hungry cunt.

"GOD! YOU ARE GOOD, JIJE! KEEP PUMPING LIKE THAT. FUCK ME JIJE... SUCK MY BOOBS, SUCK HARDER AND FUCK ME FASTER, PLEASE."

Her brother-in-law sucked her tits harder, switching his big mouth from tit to tit. At the same time he cupped her buttocks and kept plunging his over bloated cock deep inside his her cunt. Rapidly he thrust. Deeply he thrust. His cock hit her inner cunt walls with ruthless ferocity.

"YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, FUCKME, FUCKME, FUCKME, FASTER, HARDER, FASTER, HARDER, YES JIJE, YES BROTHER-IN-LAW..."

Asha's face was contorted with intense passion. Her head rocked this way and that way. Her body shook by her brother-in-law's violent fucking thrusts. Her hips rose and fell, matching his fucking. And she kept yelping.

"FUCKME, FUCKME, FUCKME JIJE, FUCK HARDER, FUCK FASTER, FUCK DEEPER, YES, YES, THAT'S GOOD, YES I LOVE THAT, YES, FUCKME, DON"T EVER STOP, JIJE..."

On and on her brother-in-law fucked. It never seemed to end. Asha didn't want the maddening pleasure to end. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes... They fucked on. But eventually their bodies lost control. Their climaxes exploded!!!

Gopal held his painfully bloated cock deepest in his wife's sister's pleasure giving cunt and yelped ARG at each shot of hot sperm into her. "ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG, ARG..."

Asha went berserk with pleasure. Her body rocked as if shaken by a demon. Her cunt erupted spewing lava hot creamy cum with no end in sight. She screamed unintelligibly, "AAAAHHHH, URGHHHHHHHHRRRRRR, ARHGORRRHORRRR, AAAHHHRRRHHHORRRRRRRR, AAAARRRRRR..."

After a prolonged orgasmic ecstasy, their bodies slowly quietened. They held each other and kissed in gratitude for the unbelievable pleasure.

"Asha, my dear. You are absolutely wonderful!"

"You are absolutely wonderful, jije. Fantastic fuck! I loved it!"

"You are the best!"

"What about my sister?"

"She is good, no doubt. But your young body is amazingly good for fucking."

"I envy my sister, jije. She is able to enjoy such marvelous fucking on a daily basis."

"Yes, Asha, we fuck often. Your sister loves fucking."

"I too love fucking, jije. Please fuck me again, doggie style."

So, they fucked two more times, once doggie style, and the second time he lay on his back and she mounted him and rode him. Both orgasms were as wild as the first one. They were cathing their breath when they heard Rina come into the house. Quickly, they dressed up, quietly rushed to the study room and sat at the study table.

Rina entered the study and greeted them.

"Hello, sis."

"Why are these on the floor, Asha?" asked Rina. Asha saw that her sister was holding the book and note-book that she had thrown on to the living room floor before she asked her brother-in-law to carry her to the bedroom.

"They are mine, sis."

"Why? Haven't you been studying any science?"

"Yes, I have, jije has been teaching me here."

"You mean without your science book?"

Gopal came to Asha's rescue. "I was the one who asked her to leave the books downstairs. I used my own books to teach her."

Innocent Rina believed her husband. "Has she been a good learner?"

"Yes, Rina. She has learnt a lot today."

Rina now told Asha, "Good. Learn as much as Gopal can teach you."

"I will, sis. Jije is a good teacher. I enjoy his teaching."

"Good. Come down. Have some sweets before you return home."

Eventually, Asha went home, bathed and slept before dinner. Unknown to her, her father and mother had a serious talk.

"Last night, while watching TV I saw you do things to Asha on your lap."

"What do you mean, Maya?"

"I saw you kiss her on the mouth, I saw you touch and caress her body. You seem to be getting more and more intimate with Asha. What's happening, ji?"

"All right. Let me be frank, Maya. She is 15. You can see how hotly she is developed. She needs attention, Maya."

"What kind of attention, ji?"

"Physical attention, Maya. She needs some excitement."

"It's wrong for you to give her such attention, ji. You are her father."

"I know. But if I don't do it, there is the danger that she might seek thrill outside the house. Secretly she might get involved with some man. That can spell trouble, Maya."

"But..."

"We must respect her need for thrill. She is at that difficult age. It is better I provide it at home."

"I don't know, ji. What if I apply your argument to our son, Dinesh. He is 14. Surely he too has desires."

"I'm sure he has, Maya."

"What do think we should do then?"

"Dinesh also needs attention, Maya. If he doesn't get it at home, he might get involved with some prostitutes and contract disease."

"Oh God! My only son! What should we do, ji?"

"It's all up to you, Maya. If you ask my advice, I would advise you to take care of our so, the way I'm taking care of Asha. For own son's good."

"Are you sure it's okay, j?"

"Yes, Maya. It's absolutely okay. After all it is absolutely for our son's good."

"But we cannot do the ultimate, ji We cannot have sex with our own children."

"Well, for a start we can play with them. Maya."

"How much playing, ji?"

"As much as possible to satisfy them, and prevent them from seeking pleasure outside the house."

"Are you fucking Asha?"

Gopal lied, "Of course not. But I do everything else to make her happy."

"What exactly do you mean by everything, ji?"

"Well, I cuddle her, kiss her, touch her and fondle her... sometimes I even..."

"Even what, ji?"

"Sometimes it's necessary, Maya?"

"What is necessary, ji?"

"I do masturbate her, Maya."

"Oh Bhavan! You shouldn't do that, ji!"

"Even if I don't do it, she will masturbate herself, Maya. That will be dirty and unsatisfying for her."

"So?"

"If I do it for her, she will enjoy it and if she is happy we should be happy, Maya."

"Do you think Dinesh masturbates?"

"Of course he does. I'm sure he feels it frustrating to do it to himself. If you do it for him I'm sure he will be very happy."

"Oh, ji! Do you really think all this is good?"

"Yes, Maya. Pleasure giving cannot be wrong, dear. Do you agree?"

"I have to think it over, ji."

"All right, but I hope you'll take my advice. What I am doing is for our daughter's good. I hope you will also do the same for our son."

Maya asked shyly, "Only playing... no fucking, right?"

"Right... but all types of playing, Maya... maximum playing. Okay?"

"I still feel I have to think about it, ji."

"Don't wait too long, Maya. Decide by to night."

Maya got up and went to her room. She was excited and stimulated by the thought of playing with her handsome 14 year-old son. She had been secretly eyeing his physique, and wondering how good it would be to cuddle and kiss him. Now she even had a chance to play with him, even masturbate him. She blushed with the thought.

That evening after dinner, Asha and her father sat on one sofa to watch TV. Her mother came in and smiled at them.

"Asha, sit on your father's lap. He usually likes that. Be nice to your papa."

Asha was surprised to hear her mother say that. Usually her mother frowned upon her sitting and cuddling with her father. Asha didn't move but stared at her mother in disbelief. Smiling, her mother came over, took her hands, and raised her to stand up.

Asha's mother encouraged her, "Sit on your papa, dear." Her father, bare-chested, was wearing his pyjama only. Obviously he wasn't wearing any underwear. The big bulge was testament to that.

Asha sat on his thighs sideways.

Her mother retorted, "No, Asha. Sit across his thighs with your back to him so that both of you can watch the TV. Straddle your papa, dear." Her mother adjusted her so that she sat with her legs hanging on either side of his thighs. Her father held her by the waist.

Asha was wearing her kurti (long shirt) and pyjami (long pants). Her mother put her hands under her kurti and removed her bra saying, "It will be cooler without this thing, dear."

Asha's big boobs thrust out against her thin kurti. Asha saw her mother look at the aureoles and nipples that were visible through the thin fabric. She didn't say anything.

"Are you wearing any panty?" asked her mother.

As usual she didn't wear any panty. She shook her head.

"Good. Now sit higher up on your papa." Her mother raised her by the arm-pits and settled her buttocks right on her father's bulge. "Comfortable?"

Asha nodded.

"You two watch TV. I'll bring Dinesh to watch TV with me." Her mother left them and went upstairs.

Asha turned her head to look at her father and asked in dismay, "Whatever has come over, mom?"

"Well, we had a talk earlier. I had to tell her about some things that we do."

"God! What did she say?"

"I think I have persuaded her to be nice to Dinesh."

"You mean mother and brother? Like you and I?"

"Not exactly. I haven't told her that we fuck. Only that we play."

"Has she agreed to play with Dinesh

"I don't know yet. She was non-committal."

Father and daughter kissed. Her father caressed her tummy and thighs. Just then they heard Maya and Dinesh come down.

Dinesh was wearing only his pyjama. Asha could tell that he wasn't wearing any underwear. The bugle was too evident. Her mother was wearing a kurti and pyjami like her. Her mother's huge but firm boobs pushed out the thin kurti. The aureoles and nipples were clearly outlined.

Her mother sat on the sofa and told Dinesh, "Switch off the light, Dinesh."