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On this sunny Wednesday afternoon, after going back and forth with kinky naughty subjects I might want to write about today, I finally decided on writing about orgasms. That beautiful, stress-relieving O. I’ve used it as a sleeping pill, I attempt for them for fun or they can come sometimes without me even trying. Orgasms come in all shapes and sizes, strong or weak, big or small, long or short. And different positions too, for me, it’s next to impossible for me to come while standing, unless I’m bent over something. I come the easiest when I’m lying on my back or sitting on a chair. But today, I’m going to reveal ten different kinds of orgasms that at least I experience on a regular basis. See if you can spot your favorite/least favorite or simply ones you get the most. Go let’s go!

1. The Well-Behaving O

These Os have a strong structure to them, they behave like they are on a schedule. They come relatively easily, reacting quickly to invitation. The only thing they require is a consistency, a steady rhythm is guaranteed to do it. You see them coming from a mile away, and once you get familiar with the well-behaving Os, you would know exactly just how many seconds it takes for it to arrive. In other words, well-behaving Os have a steady climb that always take the same amount of time, a decent climax at the top and a steady cool-down too. I get well-behaved Os the most when I play with myself with a charged vibrator and a good clip of porn. Roughly ten minutes and I would happy as a clam and fall asleep blissfully. I also like to call these sleeping-pill Os.

2. The Quickie O

Mostly achieved when I’m extremely turned on. The above mentioned O is my usual jazz when I watch porn. But sometimes I don’t stumble onto a right clip of porn right away, I need to cruise around and watch not-so-good clips but they still turn me on. But I won’t start to masturbate before I find the right clip. So when the lust is all built up and I finally find the right clip and I start up the vibrator, there is the quickie O, that comes usually after only 20-50 seconds of playing with myself. They are fun, but highly unsatisfying. I’m a big fan of quickie fucks, but not so for quickie Os, because as strong as they can be, they would leave me desperate for more. And it is known that the first O is always the best one. So I feel like the quickie O robs me of my best O.

3. The Traitor O

Oh how I hate these little traitors. There is no pattern as to when these would attack. I’m sure you know this one. It’s the kind of O that have full of potentials and such a strong build-up. It’s the kind of O that promise you the world and the moon and the sun and then stab the fuck out of your back. I’m talking about the O that you think is going to be a huge one cos of the long and powerful build up. Like a roller-coaster, you rise and rise and rise until you start to wonder a little just how high you are rising and you start to get a little scared but still freaking excited about the immense vertical drop down into the O paradise. Right up to the peak, you balance there at the tip for a little while, getting mentally ready for the explosion of your lifetime and then bloop. A teeny tiny wee bloop. Like a mile high rise on a roller-coaster followed by an anti-climatic one-meter drop, that is weak and short and makes your eyes pop open as you yelled out loud WHAT THE FUCK. These are the kind of Os that make you lose faith in humanity, cos if your own body can betray you like that, how can you ever trust anyone or anything else in this cruel cruel world. XD

4. The Addicting O

These bare some similarities with the traitor O, they have a strong build-up but a weak outcome. But slightly better than the traitors in some ways, cos instead of leaving you angry at the world, these are going to make an addict out of you. This is the O that makes you want them to keep coming. Because they are so weak, they leave you hot and bothered and you will keep trying to get the next one. Addicting Os never come in one, they always move in packs. You get one, try for another and another will follow quickly but with the similar unsatisfying result. Usually these kinds of Os will make me try for 3-7 times in a really short period of time and after the second one, it would usually turn into a hunt for a decent O, but usually it would never come. Addicting Os is especially dangerous when you have only limited time or Os that you can have cos your Dom is making you pay for every extra O with spanking strikes… -.-

5. The Evasive O

I hate the playing-hard-to-get O almost as much as the traitor O. This is the kind of O that just won’t come easily and they would make you work for it. They like to make you sweat in deep concentration, they like to make you wait with no promise whatsoever that it would even make an appearance at all. Sometimes I would just give up, knowing that there would be no guarantee anyways that the O behind such hard work would be even worth it. Frustrating little things, these Os.

6. The Marathon O

Enough of the bad and mediocre Os. Let’s talk about something real nice: the marathon O. You know, the one that just keeps coming and coming and coming. It always feels like it would never end, it feels like you keep coming for hours. They would make you giggle for the fact that you are taking forever. They would leave you panting hard in the end and once you have come down enough for you to hear something else than your own hard breathing and your own hard-beat, you would hear the universe whisper smugly ‘you’re welcome’.

7. The Multiple Os

These are rare gems of the O-land. They require the right timing, the right circumstances, the right room temperature. 😛 Every little Os has the potential to grow into multiple Os. Because after every O, there is a short period of time, not more than 1.6 seconds, during which it’s up for suggestion of an encore. With the right kind of stimulation during that said period, it just might trigger another O that doesn’t have build-up at all, it would just hit you like a sledgehammer. And if you are lucky, even a third one would follow. Multiple Os are a wonderful thing, but getting them feel little bit like drowning, wave after wave it would just hit you and you have no control how many would come or how fast or whether it would turn into the next kind of O on the list.

8. The Painful O

Galaxy 5 623I have a love-hate relationship with painful Os. Love them because they are always very very strong. The kind that would make your back arch up into an inhuman way, like in The Exorcist. It’s bone crackingly powerful, and it feels so very good. Like anything that good would come without a price. Immediately after the super powerful explosion, a sharp, just as powerful wave of pain would invade my senses. Because along with this O, your lady parts have turned into a cat. It be like ‘yes yes yes, I love your scratches, yes scratch my tummy yes yes yes’ in respond to the touches of the vibrator and then in less than a second it would suddenly decide that ‘no, what you are doing to me, don’t touch me, I hate you!!’ So the yes, yes, yes would turn into stop, stop, stop. But just like every cat owner, you would love and hate the cat, and mostly at the same time.

9. The Sneaky O

Ah, the number one enemy of every submissive who needs to ask for permission to come. The sneaky O is like the most talented ninja in the world, they come almost without warning. I first experienced these during my first times with Sir Atticus. They surprised me and always come out of nowhere. It would leave me just about enough time to ask for permission and luckily I’ve got permission right away during these instances. Cos when I say just enough time to ask, I mean it. If the answer would have been no or count to ten, I would have explode anyways and I don’t really want to think about the consequences.

10. The All-Consuming O

Saved the best for last: the all-consuming O. Aka the whole-body orgasm. All of the above mentioned Os concentrate on my lady parts, and when they are strong enough, I would feel it all the way up in my temple and head too. But my favorite, the all-consuming O, this I feel in my whole body. I would become a big ball of orgasmic explosion consumed by pure pleasure. My eyesight would be gone, I would hear nothing, my whole world would be nothing but one giant orgasm. I might squirt at the same time. I might scream so loud that the whole neighborhood would hear. I’m not even sure what I do during one of these, cos I lose all control and awareness. I have only had a few of these in my life, and maybe the most pure one was roughly over a year ago, my first one. I was masturbating with a vibrator, and I got an orgasm so freaking good that I literally past out right after it. And since I have had couple with Sir Atticus, like the first time He broke me with pleasure or the first time doing double penetration. These are the Os that make me wonder whenever I hear someone say that their attitude towards sex is nonchalant. Cos I’m pretty sure if you have experienced the all-consuming O, how can you not be thinking about sex all the time like I do.

There you have it, the ten kinds of O. Did I miss something crucial? Which one is your favorite? Or the least favorite? I wonder whether men have different kinds of orgasms too like we ladies do. 😛 Well, this was fun to write! I’ll see you next Wednesday again with something naughty. Until then, stay kinky


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A diversion away from the Perspectives series. Again this is an 'is it true or a fantasy''d been using it for nearly twenty five years. She lifted up a little, grunted and jerked her torso putting a lovely pressure on his cock.

They had married quite young, with both of them having little experience other than with each other. Cat, short for Catherine, was sure that was wrong and felt that was a key reason as to the difficulties they'd had throughout their marriage.

They had both had affairs and a few flings with Richard often getting lucky on his business travels. Whilst, as with many people, professing not to like one night stands, when a tasty woman was offering it to him in a hotel in New York, LA, Paris or Frankfurt, he quickly overcame his 'dislike' of them. Richard is a hugely successful corporate lawyer with one of the world's leading law firms; he travels a great deal and works horrendous hours.

Cat wasn't promiscuous. In fact she had only had sex with eight men in her entire life; three prior to being married, Richard, two affairs and two brief flings . In nearly thirty years of sexual activity she didn't think that was too bad, one man every three and three quarter years!

Although neither had told the other the details of their 'wanderings' they both knew that the other had strayed; in that typically English way they sensibly 'brushed it under the carpet,' ignored it and got on with their lives.

"I want to see you being fucked," he grunted, returning to a theme they had discussed several times during and just after sex.

"Why?" She always asked.

"I want to see how you react to having it with another guy."

"I don't want another guy."

"But you've had some haven't you?" He asked becoming exited and thrusting himself in and out of her.

"Oh God that's so good," she groaned slightly lifting her stomach from the bed, knowing that would divert him from asking about other men.

She felt him grab her hips and arch his back, lifting his chest from her. That gave him more leverage and he was able to push harder into her. She pulled her knees up a little and raised her bum. He surged in and out of her several times making her grunt and moan with the lovely feelings it gave her.

"Wouldn't you like this from another bloke. Another bloke fucking you, another bloke's cock up your hot, wet cunt?"

Cat usually managed to avoid fully answering Richard's questions. It wasn't that they annoyed or revolted her, for they actually intrigued and, in some ways, excited her. It was that she didn't want to confront the situation with him in the cold light of post orgasmic sex. She didn't want to discuss it, didn't want to find out more or hear precisely what he meant. She didn't want to address the idea herself for, deep down she knew that if 'push came to shove''s work.

She had been to the gym earlier and having forgotten an urgent editing job she didn''t the extremes of Regency Britain that was going through her mind, it was the thought of being fucked by another man, albeit a faceless one, as Richard looked on. It was not the problems confronting the hero of the novel, which filled her mind, but having a stranger''d had flings and maybe affairs. That didn't bother him, he believed in the goose and gander principle. In fact it excited him to think of her with someone else. In even more fact he had for some time had this yearning to see her with another guy, or woman come to that. Why? He hadn't the foggiest idea, but as his hand moved faster on his hardened cock as he stood in the loo in the first class cabin of the BA flight from New York to London, he could see Cat being fucked by another guy as he looked on.

"So will you think about it?" Richard asked Cat as she lay in his arms in the large bed on the thirtieth floor of the Pierre Hotel in New York.

"Oh Richard it's silly."

"It's not silly Cat. It's a fantasy. Yes it might be unusual and it might be something that your friends at the tennis club wouldn'' had asked for precisely what Richard was proposing.

It had taken her a long time to come to terms with the fact that deep down she was game for it. She'd had other men and, occasionally when Richard was away, she was tempted to add to her list, but she knew it would all be just too complicated. The lying, the excuses, the making sure his aftershave hadn't lingered on her, the meeting him, whoever 'him' was, in places where they wouldn't meet anyone she might know. And all the other considerations of an affair, which were bad enough with a single guy, but got multiplied many times if he was married. So she didn't take up the opportunities offered to her at the gym, the tennis club, through work and, mostly, from Richard's work colleagues.

But she did want other men. No, that wasn't quite true, other men was all too messy. It was the difference she wanted. It was something different to Richard she wanted to revisit; the alternate ways of doing things, the different feels on her hands and body and inside her. That's what she was after, she thought and her husband's proposal could enable her to do that without all the lying, cheating, guilt trips and sheer messiness that the other option, an affair would necessitate.

But she didn't want to appear too eager. She didn't want Richard holding that over her in years to come, maybe when one of his exceedingly clever and even more ruthless legal colleagues was negotiating their divorce. So she had held out. Richard had taken it to be sexual naivety on her part and that was how she wanted him to feel. She thought that was rather clever of her.

"Would it really, really please you if I did?" Cat asked starting to lick her way down her husband's body.

They had reached an agreement far easier than either would have thought possible. But then letting your husband cum in your mouth and a bloody great diamond from Van Cleefe, tends to 'oil the wheels' of negotiations.

Back in the UK, Richard was now confronted with the problem of finding a guy for the job. On the face of it, maybe not too difficult, but for a lawyer who was paranoid about his reputation, it was quite a challenge. He considered using the Internet to find a 'male escort''d known for over twenty five years, but that was a little too close to home. The solution, in the end, was fortuitous and presented itself to him.

Cat was so nervous. She now really regretted having agreed to this crazy idea. But there was no way out, no way at all.

Richard set it up for a Friday, the one day he sometimes didn't work until ten o' clock. They would meet in the bar of an anonymous hotel, the Sheraton, at Heathrow. A couple of drinks, then dinner in the suite, he'd said.

"Do they have suites at that sort of hotel?" Cat had asked.

"Of course, don't be so snobbish."

"How long will we stay?"

"I don't know Cat, let'"Want to know more about the guy," he told her stroking her breast.

It didn't register at first.

"The guy?"

"Yes Cat, your new lover."

The penny dropped and her heart started to pound, but she could think of nothing to say other than.

"Oh really."'t once made any stipulations on looks or other details about her potential lover. She just hadn't been able to think about that for it was in a completely isolated compartment of her life, the door to which she would open when with him and then close when he had gone. Now though seemed the time to ask.

"What's he like?"

"Great sense of humour, very polite, diplomatic and considerate and I'm sure enormously discrete."

"That's all good," Cat mumbled not really that concerned about such things. "And looks."

"About six two, probably one seventy pounds, dark blonde hair, quite a looker."

"I see" Cat said as she held the back of Richard's head while he sucked her nipple slurpily deep into his mouth.

As he let her full, dark pink, horrendously swollen nipple slip from his mouth, he muttered the one thing that finally hooked her; the one thing that stopped her asking him to turn the car round on the way to Heathrow, yes the one thing that so excited her.

"Oh by the way, he's just eighteen, is that ok?"

'Ok? Ok? Is it fucking ok?' She thought as she lay beside her snoring husband later that night. 'How the hell could he know? I've never mentioned it I'm sure.'

How the hell then could he know that it was a major fantasy of hers to have sex with a real toyboy, a youngster, a teenager. At the tennis club her body sometimes ached when she saw the younger guys in their brief shorts and tees. How she had resisted a number of advances from them she just didn't know.

"So where did you find him?" She asked the next night when almost uniquely for the past few years they had sex again.

"He's a junior coach at that driving range I sometimes use. You saw him when you came with me a few weeks ago."

"Oh I remember," Cat said quietly her pulse racing a bit at the memory of the coach and at the vision of being in bed with him. "So how did you get to ask him?"

Richard went on to explain that it came completely out of the blue. He'd been hitting a few balls and they passed each other by the ball machine. They got chatting and as Richard put it "I asked if he would give you some lessons, I've heard good things about him." He went to explain that he'd told Grant that he had seen you and Grant had replied that he remembered. Richard had said that he must have a good memory and Grant had said that he had for pretty ladies. They had both laughed. Richard told her that he then went shit or bust and asked Grant right out whether he would like to sleep with my wife. At first he thought Richard was joking, but after some reassurance he realised he wasn't.

"And that my dear is how I found the man I am going to watch fuck you," he said, again taking her bloated nipple into his mouth as he slipped three fingers up her wet and ready pussy.

Her husband's finger stimulated orgasm was accompanied by Cat imagining being in the arms of a naked young guy with his hard, so hard, so much harder than Richard's cock embedded deep in her cunt.

Cat had thought carefully about what to wear. Her mind had roamed over a tight dress, trousers and low cut top and jeans and a crisp white shirt. She'd thought of flashing a lot of her breasts about which she was justifiably proud or wearing something which accentuated the deep cleavage her D cup boobs so easily created in the right garment. She'd discounted her early ideas and had settled for a darkish blue, cashmere sweater, which had two buttons at the high neck, a small collar and short sleeves. It was tight enough to indicate the swells of the goodies inside, but not so much that they were overly emphasised. 'Time for that when we take it off'"I arranged for dinner in the suite," Richard said dead on seven, the time they had agreed.

"A suite, I have never been in one," Grant said, clearly impressed.

"Well if you make it on the tour one day, you'll get used to it," Richard said nodding to the barman to put the drinks on the room bill and slipping him a fiver as he put his hands on both Grant's and Cat's waist. "Shall we go then?"

Although Richard was used to negotiating massive deals involving hundreds of millions of pounds, he couldn't recall being as nervous as he was riding up in the elevator with just the other two. He couldn't help musing how elevators are such conversation killers, when none of them said a word as they silently slid up to the fifth floor.

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Hi, I am Addy from delhi. As usual, I got in to the Cycle Rickshaw which headed towards the convent where my elder sister was studying. Her school will close at 12 noon. I reached there by about 11.45. While waiting for her I took out the two books given to me stealthily by my friend Sohan that day morning.

One of the book was an album containing photographs of couples fucking. The other one was a storybook. While looking at the photographs I got excited and my prick was slowly becoming erect. My face became flushed. I put my school bag on my lap to conceal the lump showing at my crotch. The rickshaw puller had gone to the nearest teashop for tea.

I felt that if I indulged in looking at the pictures any more, I will certainly ejaculate. So I closed the book and put it into the bag and took up the storybook. Before I could span a few pages, the bell rang. I closed the book and keenly watched the exit of the school to spot my darling sister. There she was as sexy as a doll and so lovely, coming towards the rickshaw. A glimpse of her will give a male of any age a thrill down his spine.

She is so sexy and lovely; I am in love with my own sexy sister and she in me. For outside world we are brother and sister. But inside the house and in our own room we are more than a husband and wife – are you surprised? Don’t be.. Read our story and you will understand.

I was about 14 at that time and was studying in the 9th standard and my sister was 16 and was in the 11th standard. We both were the only children of our lovely parents. Our family is a middle class one and my father was 40 and an officer in a bank. My mother was just 35 and stunningly beautiful. They both fell in love and married against their parent and relative’s wish. So they are now settled in this town. My father had bought a nice bungalow in the outskirts of the town where there was no congestion.

For our schooling my father had arranged a cycle rickshaw to take us both in the morning and bring back home in the evening. My sister and myself hared a room in the upstairs while our parents occupied the other room there. We had to ride the rickshaw for about 30 minutes to reach the schools.

“Hi boy, waiting for long?” asked my sister on reaching the rickshaw, “No, sis” I replied and smiled at her. I found her cheeks blushed and her eyes shining and was wondering what made her look so blushed. My sister kept her right leg on the rickshaw platform to climb it. While doing so she discreetly pulled up her skirt in such a manner that her smooth thighs up to her panty-covered cunt was fully visible to me. In a flash she mounted the rickshaw and sat by me smiling mischievously. This is but one of her numerous tricks, to tease me I knew. When she sat by my side, her body odor pierced my nostrils and made me hot.

Knowingly she acknowledged my excited condition and still smiling mischievously asked me “Why brother you look flushed and your eyes are red, what is the matter?” “You know sis, my friend Sohan has given me two hot books and while waiting for you I was going through them. Then you showed me your panty and now your sweet smell makes me all mad like hell” I smiled back at her. The rickshaw started moving…

We were talking in a whisper, which the rickshaw puller cannot hear. She was seated to my right and holding her books to her chest with her right hand, she lifted her left hand to hold the hood of the rickshaw to balance while it was moving. I turned to her side and saw her smooth fleshly armpit thinly covered with perspiration and her odor from there hit my nose straight. My prick now had stood uptight lifting the bag on my lap. This is yet another way of hers to tease me because she knows well that her armpits excite me beyond limits and her body odor drives me mad.

She watched me through the corners of her eye. She fell back on the seat and still holding the hood and pressing her books on her breasts. The jolts of the rickshaw made her rub her breasts with books. As the rickshaw turned a corner I feigned falling on her and placed my face on her armpit and inhaled her odor, licked the lovely flesh and bit her hard. She was squealing with pleasure calling me a brute. “What a brute you are brother, see you have tickled and bitten my arm pit it is smarting”.

“When you tease me baby, that is what you get. Tell me honey, you act naughty today what happened?”

“You know my dearest friend Ashaa was narrating an exciting incident at her home last night. That made me hot . Know what, I am all wet down there”.

“Really baby, what did you hear so exciting”

“Her uncle (mother’s younger brother) had come down from Delhi it seems and last night he took her mother and herself to a movie and in the hall itself her uncle started playing with her mother and later that night her uncle had fucked her mother”.

“When she narrated this incident in detail to me I became highly excited and my cunt became oozing wet. Ashaa also told me that later on her uncle made love to her while her mother was watching. You know her father is away from the country.”

“Lucky girl that Ashaa is it is really exciting to hear her experience, I wish I fuck you and mother on the same bed. I am also hot after seeing the books..” “Honey, I want you badly. Let us go home and have a sound fuck, okay?”

“Oh sure brother. My cunt is also itching and while talking to you my juices are dripping.”

Suddenly a sound came and our rickshaw started limping. One of its tires had gone flat and we were hardly about a furlong to cover to go home. There was no repair shop nearby and so we got down from the rickshaw and decided to walk home. The rickshaw puller pushed his cart to the town. We started walking.

‘Brother, why don’t you come behind me. You can have my sexy rear view” my sister told me smilingly. I thought it was a great idea and allowed her to walk in front of me. The road was deserted and houses were scattered. I walked slowly behind my sister and watched her beautiful lovely buttocks swinging. Oh dear, what a view it was my sister had nice round shapely buttocks and the way she swings her hips and rotates her globular buttocks will make a dead man’s prick stand upright. She knows the beauty of her buttocks and uses it to rouse me up. Her buttocks just resemble that of our mother’s and she likes me to admire her lovely hind.

As we walked some distance, she gave me an exciting view of her hips and buttocks play, which was too much for me. I reached a breaking point and ran up to her. “Sis you are killing me let us hurry home”.

“Is it that bad darling?”

“Ya, you will know when we go home. Wait and see.”

We reached home to find our mother had gone to attend a lunch at her friend’s place. Only the cook was home cooking the lunch for us. She informed us that it will take some more time for the lunch to be ready. We said it was ok with us as we have some homework to finish first. We rushed upstairs. The moment we reached our room, I kicked the doors shut not ever bothered to lock it as I was very hot.

We threw our books on to the bed and immediately embraced my sister to my body and kissed all over her face. She also tightly held me to her hardened breasts pressing on my chest. She held my thigh with her thighs and rubbed her cunt over it. After kissing her mouth and chewing her lips and tasting her tongue I released her. She went up to the bed and putting her knees at the edge and knelt over the bed as if she was going to pick up something from the other side.

Once knees were firmly placed on the bed edge, she hiked her skirt over her hips showing me her lovely round buttocks enclosed in a flimsy nylon panty. Her cunt bulge was tightened by the panty and I could see her panty over her cunt fully wet. I rushed to her and buried my face deeply in her cunt and arse. Her odor coupled with the smell of her juice and perspiration made me reel in my head and I licked the wet panty over her cunt. She moaned with pleasure and urged me to take away the panty.

I kissed her cunt and buttocks and bit her fleshy buttocks and inhaled deeply her musky exciting odor. My prick shot up like an iron rod and I freed it from my shots. Holding her thighs firmly I started feeling her cunt over her panty and removed it. Her lovely buttocks game me a thrill. In the crevice dividing the buttocks was her virgin arse hole like a flower bud which I plan to take some day and beneath was her hair less cunt. The lips were wet. I caressed her cunt, arse hold and buttocks for a while and bent to suck her cunt. Her juice tasted salty sweet and I opened her cunt lips with fingers and thrust my sharp tongue into the hole hunting for her clit.

I took her miniature clitoris between my lips and teased it with my tongue. She gave a violent push with her cunt trying to dislodge my tongue and was loudly moaning with pleasure. I licked her clit and sucked her piss hole. Her strong urine smell made me still hotter and while I continued to suck her cunt thoroughly, I was caressing her arse hold and buttocks with my free hand. She rotated her hips as if in a motion of fucking and was jabbering.

‘Ah, boy you are driving me mad . Yes go on suck my vulva baby … Oooooohhhh that is it bite my cunt lips and thrust your tongue deep darling bite my cunt honey ah yeas that is the go on still harder there now tease my clit baby there oh I am coming you fucker there my juice is coming ooohhh drink it baby drink your sister’s cunt juice ahhhhh letting out her thick cunt juice, she rotated her hips and pressing my face on to the bed beneath her cunt, collapsed. Her cunt was palpitating and I could feel her arse hole also vibrating.

I licked her cunt up to the last drop and pulled out my head. She was lying there spread eagled on the bed, her eyes closed, mouth open and her breath coming in gasps. She was naked below her waist and as she was lying on her stomach with her left leg pulled up her glorious cunt, arse hole and buttocks were enticing. My hardened prick needed friction badly to emit its boiling juice and with deep intake of air, I was trying to ease the excitement in me.

My hands were itching to grasp her round buttocks. I unbuttoned my shots and under ware and I massaged my balls. My pre-emission juice formed a droplet at the mouth of my penis. After a few minutes, my sister woke up and as if she had woken up from a deep slumber, gaped at my stout prick, wetting her lips she jumped up and embraced me holding my prick with one hand.

‘Brother, it was just wonderful, after seeing your lovely erection I am getting excited, come on boy .. Your prick must be itching … Come , let us have a fuck.”

I kissed her squarely on her mouth, caressing her springy buttocks and molding her spongy flesh. I asked her to kneel on the bed again as I wanted to fuck her from behind. Immediately she obeyed me and went up to the bed. Placing her legs apart she knelt showing me her treasures. I briefly kissed her cunt and tongued her tempting arse hole and sucked it till she was crying out to stop and start fucking. I inserted my erect prick into her wet vagina and with one push sent it in full. Aha what a feeling! Her juicy warm cunt gripped my prick and I started pumping her. She also pushed her buttock back and forth and gave me tremendous thrill.

I bent upon her back and putting my hands through her armpits caressed and squeezed her round breasts over her top, she started moaning.

“Oh, brother how nice, go on fuck me harder baby ah lovely that’s it.”

“Ah, sis your cunt is tight and warm there take my stroke there is it enough and her is one more for you” I was pounding her with heavy strokes. Our excitement mounted and we were on the throes of spending …

“You fucker, go on fuck me harder still harder and oh , I am going to cum you son of a bitch, sisters cunt fucking bastard there I am coming” she grounded her teeth while giving heavy quick pushes with hips. I was also about to come and shouted at her.

“You cock fucking bitch wait for me I am also coming there it is take it all ahhhh..”

It was just at that moment, I heard someone yelling at us and when I turned towards the door, lo what do I see …?

My mother was standing near us, her face fully flushed red with anger, biting her lips, she was standing with her hands on her hips and shouted, “You no good children, sinners get up” she could not speak further. I was dumbfounded and immediately pulled out my prick from my sister’s cunt and as my juice had not come out it was painful and I circled it involuntarily the base of my prick, to plug the sensation. The moment I tightened my prick suish.. Suish.. Out came the juice and I was facing my mother it jerked and fell on her body. All this happened within a split of a second.

I got scared and tried to search for my jacks as I was fully naked below my waist. My prick emitted the juice and became limp. My sister jumped out of the bed and smoothened her skirt over her hips. My mother could not speak anything and she wiped my juice, which fell on her hands with her saree saying “Chee. Chee..” She went out of the room without a word leaving us alone.

We stood there stunned for a while and then slowly changed our clothes, could not take courage to go out of the room. My sister finally told me not to worry and let us face what is going to happen. After about half an hour we refreshed ourselves and went down for lunch. We could not eat properly as fear was full of our hearts and we did not know what would happen to us. As the time went on we studied a little and took our dinner. As we did not see our mother so far I asked the maid where is she, she told us that she is in her room and told not to disturb.

Then a messenger from our father’s bank came to collect his baggage as he was going out of station for 4 days. I went to my parent’s room and knocked the door. My mom opened it and immediately I could sense what she was doing, she was drunk and when I told her the message from father she pointed to the packed suitcase. Which I took and gave it the messenger. While coming out I saw a bottle of scotch and half filled glass of whiskey on the teapoy. A cigarette was emitting smoke in the ashtray and a half opened book probably a sex book as I knew that both my father and mother used to read lot of sex books.

I went back and asked her as if nothing had happened whether she had her dinner or not as the maid wants to go away. Though she did not reply, I could see that the drink had made her soft. I came out and sent away the maid. Myself and my sister went to bed and as we were still feeling bad about the afternoon incident we did not touch each other and fell asleep each at one end of the bed.

From my deep sleep I suddenly woke up as something fell on my body. Thinking it must be my sister putting her hand or leg on me in sleep as usual, I took the object to move away and was surprised to feel a thicker leg on my stomach. I got up and pushed the leg away and saw in the dim light… My heartbeat was faster and my throat went dry.. My mother was sleeping between my sister and me! How stranger! For a moment I did not know what to do. Then I climbed down the bed and started going out of the room, to go to the toilet. As I had taken about two steps I heard mother whispering “where are you going?”

“Oh, Ma you are awake, I did not know I am going to the toilet”.

“Wait, I also want to go there.” Saying so she climbed down the bed and then I noticed her fully. Her hair were dishelved she was only wearing her bra and saya and even in that dim light she looked absolutely ravishing with her slightly swell face. While she came up to where I was standing I noticed she was slightly unsteady, probably due to her drink. She put her hand on my shoulder and pulling me to her body walked with me. I involuntarily put my hand encircling her hips to steady her. As we walked up to the toilet, her body was rubbing mine and her one breast was pushing at my face. My hand felt icy to hold her soft spongy hips.

We reached the toilet and she put on the light. She looked lovely in the bright light. Her hair were disheveled her eyes swollen and face flushed. With her hard breathing her breasts encased in her bra heaved up and down. She looked at me and smiled and asked me to finish pissing. I felt hesitant and she came behind me and pulling my lungi up to my hips hugged me to her from behind and asked me to piss. I felt shy and at the same time I was getting excited also because of her body against my back.

I felt her firm breasts at my back and my buttocks snugly fit over her cunt.. My prick became erect already and it was difficult for me to piss. She placed her face on my cheeks and rubbed and said “Ah boy show me how you piss, I have seen you fucking.” I could not answer and my prick was now fully blown to my 7″ full size. Looking at it she exclaimed, “What a big prick you have son. It is really big for your age. How nice”. Saying so she chuckled with her tongue and got hold of my prick. I tried to avoid but in vain. I turned to look at her face she squarely kissed me on my mouth and parted my lips to push her tongue in to my mouth. I felt the stale taste of alcohol and tobacco in her mouth. She caressed my prick for a few seconds and said if you are not going to piss then I will finish my pissing.

So saying she came up before me and pulled up her saya over her buttocks and bent her knees to sit. What a glorious sight my eyes beheld! Oh dear, her beautiful round buttocks white as marble with a brown crevice and puckered arse hole widened my eyes. My mouth went dry as I looked at her cunt from behind. Her pissing made me still more excited with her pissing sound. The strong smell of her urine penetrated my nostrils and blood rose to my face.

She took me to her room and asked me to have a drink. Pouring two glasses of whiskey she gave me one and took one herself. She lit a cigarette and pulled me to her lap and caressed my face and kissed me.

“Tell me son for how long have you been fucking your sister?”

Her frank behavior with me at the bathroom made me bolder and the drink I was having still emboldened me. But I pretended feeling shy and just murmured something. She continued to ask me “Did you not feel it a sin to fuck your own sister tell me”, I put my head down and did not reply.

She then pulled up my face tenderly and looking into my eyes asked me to tell in detail how this affair started. I made her promise she will not get angry and after that I narrated the incident to her.

“You know Ma, about 3 months back one day in the middle of the night, I woke up to go to the bathroom and when I came out of our room I saw light in your room and the door was open. I carefully watched and saw you coming out of the room fully naked. While coming out you put your hands on your head to tie your hair and walked up to the bathroom. I stood rooted to my room and awfully watching your beautiful lovely naked body.”

“I felt a thrill down my spine and my mouth became dry. You were walking with that sexy twist to your buttocks and I became excited by watching you. Breathlessly I saw you and watched you sitting and pissing. Then you returned to the room and bolted the door. I stealthily came up to your room and from the window saw inside. Father was reclining in the bed with a cigarette. His long prick was limp and wet.”

“You went up to him and taking away his cigarette made him lie on the bed and saying something which I could not hear, placed one leg on the other side of his face while your other leg was on the floor and lowered your cunt on his face. He got hold of your lovely buttocks and started sucking your cunt. You just looked lovely, enjoying the sucking with a cigarette in your mouth. Throwing the cigarette away you bent facing his prick and took it into your mouth and started sucking it.

When his prick rose up you went and impaled your cunt on it and started fucking. All these things made me so hot and my prick became rock hard. I could not wait any more. While watching you two I masturbated and ejaculated. You went on fucking father nicely and he squeezed your hanging breasts and you both talked lustily and freely used the filthy words. When the fucking was over you fell on him. By that time my prick had became erect again and I returned to my room to see sister sleeping soundly.

Her saya was displaced. Her thighs and cunt were fully visible. There was a sparse growth of hair on her cunt. In my excited state I did not mind anything and burying my face in her cunt started sucking it and caressed the lovely slit with my tongue. Sister woke up but did not pull me away. She placed her hands on my head and holding my head rotated her hips rubbing her cunt on my face.

I felt the need for a fuck and went ahead by taking her in my arms and kissed her. She also responded and holding me tight kissed me back we did not talk at all. Rolling her on her back I mounted her by inserting my prick in her juicy cunt and started fucking her. Of course I have heard a lot about fucking from my friend and had also read a couple of books and seen photo albums. But seeing you and dad in the real act made me insane. My first experience with sister was wonderful. Her round breast fitted my hands nicely and I caressed them. I kissed her mouth until I let my juice in to her cunt.

After it was over we both cleaned our parts and sister asked me what made me to do that to her and I explained what all I had seen and how excited I felt. She told me that she also longed for a long time for a good fuck because her friend Ashaa and she used to talk about fucking secretly and Ashaa had fucked sister with brinjals. That was her first fuck and after that we used to fuck regularly”.

“Oh! Boy really I had been the root cause for all these come on son, hearing your story made me hot and excited.”

Saying so she fell on the bed and pulled me on her top. Taking my hands she placed them on her breasts and asked me to squeeze them. I felt glad and caressed her round breasts and kissed her mouth. She also caressed my buttocks and pulling up her saya, widened her thighs. She squeezed my prick and pulled back the fore skin exposing my red knob she placed it on her cunt and rubbed it a little when it was on the entrance she asked me to push.

With one push, I sent my entire rod in my own mother’s cunt. The very thought that I was fucking my own mother made me horny and I started fucking her. Her warm cunt was wet and fitted my prick snugly. Her cunt muscles gripped my prick tightly and gave me a thrill. It was just wonderful. While I was fucking from above she rotated and pushed her hips up and down in tune with my in and out motions. [email protected]

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