Some memories never leave your bones. Like salt in sea, they become part of you. Even if you don’t chase them, it keeps you haunting you.
I forgotten everything just like it never happened. And one day, all it replayed like I am living those days again.
Every event is the series of circumstances. Let me untie each strings one by one.
We are middle class of village and lower class of metro city.
I belong to very small village of Maharashtra. My elder sister got married last year, when I was in HSC. I completed my schooling from village. My sister moved to Mumbai after her marriage. I did well in my board exams, so my father requested my elder sister and Jijaji to take me with them to Mumbai for further study. As I have scored good marks, I got admission easily in Government Collage.
My sister and Jijaji are living in rented house; it is just one room and one kitchen. My Jijaji is doing job and sister is housewife.
At night, they sleep in room and I sleep in kitchen.
One night, I woke up from sleep and I heard some noises from room, that noise which raise your curiosity. I stayed lying on floor, just set my head in angle to see the view of room. They were having sex. I kept watching them. I loved watching them.
First time, it was accidental. But now it becomes my favorite time of night.
One night, I was watching them intentionally, and my Jijaji caught me. He smirked at me and gave naug. First I scared like I missed a step on stairs and fall down. I hide my head and behave like I haven’t seen anything. For some time, I kept my head down and stay lay down like a dead body. But I couldn’t resist my self any more; I head up and tried to see from the corner of one eye. He was staring me whole time, he was just there, and he noticed that I am watching from the corner of my eye. But this time, it didn’t scared me, I felt like what now, he knows it. What’s the meaning now in hiding? So I head up well and started watching. He again smirked, but this time it was not just naughty one, but also firmness. That smile was something you feel like firm, assured and safe.
It becomes our routine, I watch them fucking, he smirks at me, I give him look and expressions, in response to it, he moans louder. I masturbate watching them.
It was all going good. Until one day my sister caught me watching them. I didn’t know that she have watched me at that night.
One day noon, I was studying on bed in room.
My sister came in room and seat close to me on bed.
And out of nowhere, suddenly she asked me – “ Do you remember our childhood days ?”
I replied in confusion – “ What about childhood ?”
She – “ We used to play together, bath together. We were doing everything together. Our first kiss was together to each other. We played with each other and we played with our bodies together.”
Now I was horrified guessing she must knew about me watching them at night.
I answered very shortly – “We were child then”
She- “No, we were young when we last time done.”
Me- “Then you got boyfriend.”
She- “Don’t blame as if you had no boys ever.”
Me- “ I wasn’t lucky like you. Hi Hello se kabhi aage bat hi nahi badhhi meri to. You got so busy with your boyfriend, you never got time for me”
She- “But that doesn’t mean I never missed you.”
Me- “I see.”
I taunted her intentionally. She slipped close to me, lean towards me, and started kissing on my neck.
She knew my trigger point. She pulled the trigger, and I pulled her, and started kissing her passionately.
I – “I missed the way you test.”
I let her take off my top, she slide hand in my bra and rubbing them over my breast, squeezing my tits.
I was aroused beyond belief! My nipples were never satisfied — they didn't understand limitations to pleasurable satisfaction.
I could play with them all day night and still want more.
But nothing beats the feeling of another woman's lips around my buds, sucking and tugging at my nubs to bring me to a full and satisfying orgasm. Oh yes girls, I am one of those lucky girl who can easily orgasm from a few wondrous moments of nipple rubbing. – And as I recently discovered with her, only a woman knows how to truly satisfy my lust filled needs when it comes to breast play.
Oh how I miss those lust filled memories of childhood. Rubbing our breasts together, nipple to nipple, pulling, licking and sucking on each others pleasure points.
Her hands moved up the outside of my thighs, to the waistband of my panties, and I lifted my hips off the couch to make it easier for her. She quickly, and roughly, pulled them down and off of me.
Her mouth landed on my clit. A direct hit, her gorgeous lips closing around it and lapping at it with her tongue. Her hands hold my hips still as I try to buck against her face, she is a master at getting me off like this, and I can feel an orgasm building in my pussy.
I was grinding my pussy against her mouth, as she thrust her tongue up to meet my advances, her efforts on my pussy are increased. She has stopped being cautious or following my lead, she has found her enjoyment of the task and she is lost to it now. It feels wonderful.
She is pulling my climax to the surface without even trying. I start to call out to her, telling her how good it feels, how she is going to make me come. She too is going to come again, my mouth is eager to take her juices.
I can wait no longer. I pull her up, I went under her. She smells sweet and musky and so ready. I know then she will taste like no other. Then my tongue is on her, she is warm and wet, my pussy is aching for her now. I lick her pussy and suck on her clit, she arches her back and pushes up into me. She tells me this is good, that this is how she likes it. I am pleased she is becoming vocal, she is relaxing now, letting herself go to revel in the pleasure I am creating for her. I keep going with what she likes, I also push my fingers into her for added pleasure. She feels so perfect around my fingers, so eager for them as her pussy pushes down onto them. I curve my fingers searching for the spot that will cause her more sensations.
She is telling me yes, that this is the spot. She is so ready, I can feel how close she is, so I increase my efforts and give her what she is craving. She is ecstasy, her sweet voice calling out to me as her juices flow for me. She is in heaven, and she is my little taste of heaven. Enjoying climax after climax.
I don’t know how long we played on the bed, tangled round each other and enjoying having the time to explore each other properly. We were exhausted, sleeping on bed, hugged.
Slowly, she whispered – “I know.”
I - “What ?”
She – “You watch me at night.”
I -“Sorry.”
She- “No, Thank you. When you are watching, your jijaji get more excited. He gets in double force. It was never such great before. Thank you for spicing up our sex life. You don’t need to stop. You keep watching without any hesitation. Enjoy the show.”
Now it becomes my routine, I wake up every night to watch them. I get aroused, next day, we cool down our heat.
Like every night , I were watching them. And all of sudden, in between they started talking.
She to jijaji- “I know she is watching.”
Jijaji- “Hmmm”
She- “Don’t hummm. I know it excites you. I notices how you stare her in morning after she shower, How your strokes increase suddenly.”
Jijaji- “Its not like that.”
She- “Ohh… Let me show you.”
And she yelled me to come. I went and stand besides their bed.
She- “Don’t afraid. Chori chhup ke kyon dekh rahi ho. Stand here. Enjoy the full view.” And moved to jijaji saying “And why did you stop ? I am not done yet.”
I was standing there watching them. She started touching me slowly . She pulled me from my thigh and I seat down close to her. We started kissing each other. She took charge and started riding jijaji. She was riding so fast, and we were kissing each other. I were playing with her breast, creasing her nipples. She caught jijaji’s hand and put it on my breast and started pushing with his hands. I closed my eyes and let myself get totally lost in that moment. I was feeling the touch of man for the first time. He grabbed my breast in his hands and started sucking them. I lean down on him to ease it for him.
My sister come to cum, she gets down and pull me on her. We were kissing. I was on her, and jijaji was on me. I was like a tikki in burger. He fall back little, grabbed me from behind , and started licking my back side, kissing on deep back line, curves and to ass. Slowly he going down towards to my pussy to lick from back, I pulled up my ass and make a way to enter his face. It was double sensation – breast being sucked by sister and pussy being licked by jijaji. This was new, I had goosebumps everywhere, it felt weird but not bad.
I feel his tongue first, playing over my clitoris in a gentle figure eight. I sigh and raise my hips to give him more access, but he keeps teasing me. Finally, he hooks my legs over her bare shoulders before going deeper. He flattens hir tongue against my clit, licking me long and slow, tongue darting in and out. I feel hir finger slide inside me and I moan. Softly at first, then louder as he adds another finger, beginning to thrust. It was unbearable, I pushed my sister and freed my nipple from her mouth, I pulled her from shoulder and started sucking her breast. They were so milky. My jijaji have worked well on her breast. Its bigger after marriage.
While I was sucking her breast, she whispered in my ears – “ Ready for the real ride ?”
Before I could answer him, she pulled jijaji out of my legs and said – “Give her a ride on your horse.”
She move back to me quickly, jijaji was under me, she pushed me little towards his chest, he grabbed my breast in her hands, started playing with him, I was just watching his face, he has closed his eyes, I couldn’t understand why he has closed his eyes.
Out of confusion, I turned back to see my sister , and she was sucking his dick behind me. Now I got it why he has closed his eyes. My sister was preparing his horse to give me ride. She was lost in sucking , just like that girl in dairymilk advertise. While I was looking expressions on her face, jijaji pulled me through my breast and started licking. It feels different than my sister was sucking. I loved this change. He started licking under lines of my breast, he kissed almost each ounce of it. And then he started sucking nipples.
My god… the way he suck is beyond my imagination. He knows how to play with breast while sucking it. I was just lost in that orgasmic moments, and suddenly my sister lifts me up from ass and placed it on his dick. Slowly he entered my pussy. He started jerking from down and I started jumping from up. While I was jumping with closed eyes, my sister stand up against me and pushed my head on her pussy. From under, jijaji was playing with my breast, at sight, I was licking my sister’s pussy, and at the same time, I was riding my jijaji’s hard dick. This was my first experience with a real dick. Things got more intense, we all got speed, me with my tongue, jijaji with his dick, and we all come together.
That’s how our private sex party got started. Many of you will judge us.
Earlier, I was believing that sex is being judged based on principles. But later I realized, its not principle but its your economy class which defines everything.
If you are rich, its BDSM, and if you are poor, Its Rape! If you are rich, you are a woman living her colorful life at her terms, but if you are poor, you are doing it for money and your needs.
If you are rich, its your sexuality, but if you are poor, its adultery.
Your economy class decided whether its your sexual preferences, life style or fornication.
