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After breakfast, Smita and Shriya left for college. Vijay was getting ready for the office.
Poonam asked Vijay, “What happened yesterday with Smita?”
Vijay said, “I am highly aroused. You want rest for a few days. Why do you excite me further by reminding me of Smita?”
Poonam laughed and said, “ I will suck and make you cum, tell me what happened yesterday?”
As Poonam was giving a blow job, Vijay narrated the events.
Vijay’s story
When Smita came in, I was sitting on the sofa and was checking my messages.
Smita threw my mobile away and straddled me; it is normal for her to sit in my lap. So, I was shocked by her action. She didn’t wear panties, and her wet pussy landed on my hard-on.
Poonam buried her face in my shoulder and asked, “ Dad, I don’t want to look at you when I ask you something, and I need clarification.”
My cock was becoming stiffer, and the soft pressure of her firm tits was firing lust in me.
I asked her, “Why do you hesitate? Ask me anything.”
Smita asked, “Dad, what happened at your sister’s place? There is a major change in mom and you after your return.”
I asked, surprised, “What do you mean?”
Smita said, “Before, you and Mom were impatient, irritable and had minor fights. Now, you are like honeymooners and acting naughty and weird all the time. You grab her tits, or she plays with your cock when you think I am not watching.”
I said, “It makes you worried, sad or angry?”
Smita said, “No, I am happy and super excited. I sat in your lap because I am embarrassed to talk about…”
I laughed and asked, “About sex? Yes, we are in a delicate situation. Do you remember, once we were scared to enter the swimming pool in winter? I held you and just jumped. After a little while, we were comfortable and enjoyed the swim. This is also something like that.”
Smita giggled and said, “Ok, Dad. Tell me what happened. “She hugged me harder, and my cock was pushing more firmly on her pussy through her shorts.
I said, “The change is, the wall between was broken.”
Smita asked, “What wall? Who broke?”
I said, “There was an invisible wall between Poonam and me. All couples have that. As far as sex is concerned, I could never share my fantasies. I thought she would hate me and call me a pervert. The same was the cause with Poonam. So, we used to have sex three or four times a week when we were married, and slowly it tapered to once a week. It was more like a chore than an enjoyment.”
Smita said, “I know, all couples are like that.”
I asked, “How do you know?”
Smita said, “I read sex stories, watch porn and masturbate every day. After your return, the sounds are louder when you and Mom have sex every night, and Mom’s moans are more intense. So, what happened at your sister’s place?”
I took a deep breath and said, “ Darling, this will shock you as it did to us. We saw Rajeev fucking his mom.”
Smita was stunned, and she thought I was joking. She pulled back and stared at me. She looked wide-eyed and gasped, “You are joking. Right?”
Now, I could not resist and put one hand on her tit and squeezed.
I said, “No. I am not joking.”
Smita pulled away from me and pulled off her top and skirt. Then pulled out my shorts, and before I could feast my eyes on her beauty, she again straddled me.
My cock was soaking from her cunt juices. She shaved her pussy.
She kissed me on the lips and said, “Now, you have broken the wall between us also. Tell me everything. My favourite sex stories are mom-son, dad-daughter, and bro-sis.”
I told her everything and ended with group fucking on the bed, involving Vani and her bro also.
When I was narrating, Smita guided my hand on her pussy, and I started rubbing and tickling her wet pussy with my fingers. My other hand was mauling her tits.
We shifted to the bed, and I sucked her tits also in between. Smita’s body shivered as orgasms hit her when I pinched her clit.
Smita shrieked, “Dad, my God. It feels wonderful.”
She played with my cock and asked, “I thought it odd, Mom asking me to sleep in your room. Is she not jealous? I thought all women are possessive about husbands and would rather kill or be killed than share with another woman. Mom seems to be happy and wants me to lose my virginity with you?”
I replied, “When we saw Rajeev enjoying with his mom and how happy they were, we realised that we waited precious years, bound by tradition and prejudices. We decided that our kids will enjoy life and sex from a young age. We learnt to keep love and sex in separate boxes. We learned to enjoy watching others’ excitement.”
Smita asked me, “Are you going to fuck me now?”
I shook my head, “No. When you are ready, and your mom tells me to fuck you, I will fuck you. Frankly, I am scared. I love you so much, I can’t hurt you or bear to see your pain.”
Smita laughed and kissed me. She said, “I love you, Dad, you are an angel.”
I locked her tight, virgin pussy. She sucked me, and just before I cum, I removed my cock and splashed cum on her. We hugged and slept.
Poonam’s story
Vijay fucked Poonam’s mouth; he recited his experience with Smita. She tried to make him slow down, but he was in a trance. When he finally pumped hot lava into her mouth, she almost gagged.
When he dressed and was leaving for the office, Poonam asked him, “I am going to my brother Mohan’s house for three days. How can you control? I want to be here when you fuck Smita for the first time. We have to fuck her in front of her and give her fuck education, before you fuck her.”
Vijay laughed and said, “Don’t worry. I can’t hurt my baby, I am scared by the thought of thick hymens and how girls suffer.”
Poonam laughed and said, “Don’t worry. Enjoy, but Shreya should not doubt. “
After Vijay left, Poonam considered whether to fuck Bahadur but rejected the idea. When her brother Mohan fucks her, he should not get the idea that his sister is a slut.
Mohan received Poonam warmly. His wife and sons went to their wife’s parents’ house to attend a function.
Mohan had a massive fantasy about Poonam in his college days. He tried to peep in the bathroom when she was bathing, and he was caught by his aunt. His mom and aunt thrashed him, and he discarded any such ideas; he was content to masturbate in her bra cups and sniff her panties.
Mohan suspected that Poonam was aware of his lust and teased and tormented him by flashing her cleavage as if she was unaware.
Mohan thought, “Those days are gone. I lacked the courage to seduce her. Now, she and I are married and have kids and responsibilities, “ as he saw his sister unpack her bag and arrange it in the wardrobe.
Mohan noticed Poonam was sad and distracted. He asked her, “ What is the matter? You look sad.”
Poonam said, “Nothing. I am alright.”
Mohan looked at her closely, and his eyes widened as he saw bite marks and scratch marks on her neck and on the visible area of her boobs. She wore a low-neck blouse and strategically adjusted the pallu to expose.
Mohan was agitated and said with a serious expression, “Didi, don’t avoid. Did Vijay hurt you? Is that why you came here in a hurry? How are Smita, Shriya?”
Poonam was a gifted actress and won a few awards in school and college drama competitions. She hugged her brother and shed a few tears and said, “These bite and scratch marks are Vijay’s handiwork. But, before you jump to conclusions and go hunting for him with a gun, you should ask why he did it.”
Mohan was thrilled when Poonam’s boobs pressed on his chest, and he felt guilty, too.
Mohan did not expect this development, so he did not wear underwear. His rigid cock poked her.
He expected his sister to move away, shocked. But Poonam hugged him tighter.
Mohan’s words choked in his throat. He managed to ask, “Didi, what happened? Vijay was a gentleman to the core, soft spoken, well-behaved, what devil possessed him?”
Poonam moved away, her gaze carrying a hint of seduction and said, “Same devil that possessed you when you were trying to peek in the bathroom when I was taking a shower and masturbated in my bra cups. Lust is the devil.”
Mohan blushed and said, “You still remember those silly incidents? But we are grown-ups now, we have kids. Why did your husband act like that?
Poonam asked, “Do you remember Suma, Vijay’s sister? You must have seen her.”
Mohan had seen. What struck him then were her massive boobs and her desperate attempts to cover them and walk without attracting lust-filled male gazes.
Mohan said, “Yes, I know Suma. What about her?”
Poonam said, “Vijay went to her house to stay for two days. His internet connection was disrupted, and he went to Rajeev’s room to seek help.”
Mohan was trying his best not to stare at Poonam’s cleavage and waited.
Poonam said.” When he opened the bedroom door, he saw Rajeev…Mohan, now we are grown-ups and have kids, so why bother about modesty? He saw Rajeev fucking his mom in doggy.”
Mohan jumped a foot in shock. He was stunned by the content of her message and also by the “fuck’ word of Poonam. Now, his cock gave up the struggle and stretched to full height.
Mohan said, when he recovered, “Son fucking mom? Did they jump, scared, to cover themselves?”
Poonam shook her head, her eyes riveted on Mohan’s erection and said, “No. Suma said,’ Vijay, you have seen us anyway, sit on the bed and enjoy the show’. Vijay sat on the bed and watched Rajeev fuck Suma in all positions. Rajeev cum in her pussy when she was riding him.”
Mohan hugged Poonam and said, “My poor didi, Vijay fucked his sister also?”
Poonam said, “No. He came running home and fucked me like a beast. He bit, scratched and fucked like he was in honeymoon days.”
Mohan asked, “Then, why are you here? You enjoyed wild fucking. But why didn’t he fuck Suma?”
Poonam said.” After fucking, he told me about Suma. He didn’t fuck Suma. But her bouncing boobs when she was riding excited him beyond his control levels. He would have fucked her if he stayed back even five minutes. So, he ran back to me and fucked me.”
Mohan persisted, “Why didn’t he fuck Suma?”
Poonam said, “He said he wanted to be faithful. I asked him if he imagined Suma while fucking me. He admitted. I got wild, I shouted at him to go and fuck his sister, why bother about me? I told him, I will go and fuck Mohan, my brother.”
Mohan cupped his sister’s boobs and said, “So, you want to settle scores? What did he say?”
Poonam was smiling as she ran her hands on Mohan’s erection, as she said, “He jumped up, bursting with happiness. He kissed me, excited and said,’ By all means, give my Hi to Mohan. I am going to Suma’, and he ran out.”
Mohan said, incredulous, “We have not only his approval but also his blessings?”
Poonam called Mohan and put the speaker on.
Poonam said, “Vijay, are you with your sister, Suma?”
Vijay said, “Yes, darling. She is giving one of the best blow jobs. Thanks, dear, for permitting me enjoy.”
Poonam said, “I love you. By the way, I am with my brother. Say Hi.”
Mohan was shocked to the core and found his vocal cords were frozen.
He managed to croak, “Hi, Vijay. How are you?”
Vijay said he was gasping.” Mohan, I am sorry about the scratches and bites on Poonam’s body. Please be gentle and give her all love. Enjoy, Bye.”
Poonam laughed and said, “You were dumb then, dumb now also. When we were young, I gave many seductive invites. Beyond that, a girl cannot proceed. The boy has to respond. Do you think I was exposing my cleavage innocently? Or that I didn’t know you were peeping when I showered? You got caught foolishly and went into a shell.”
Mohan was dumbfounded and said, “My God, what a fool I was!”
Poonam helped him in removing her saree, blouse and inner. She removed his shorts and shirt.
Mohan was close to fainting from the glorious naked beauty of his sister and, in equal measure, from the bite and scratch marks on her porcelain skin.
He gently pushed her on her back and kissed her. This was a unique experience for them, their shared childhood, fights and intimacy culminating in fucking.
Their resemblances were striking. Shriya always joked, “You attach a moustache to mom, she will look like Mohan mama. You shave mama’s moustache and dress him in a saree, even we can be fooled.”
For Poonam also, Mohan’s kisses, sucking, licking and fucking later felt deliciously different. An inexplicable love and lust mix engulfed her. Poonam was pleasantly surprised to find that her brother was one of the best pussy lickers.
He has a long, snake-like tongue that is flexible and could reach all the nooks and corners of pussy. Mohan also had an amazing technique. He would pinch and tweak nipples and stroke with his forefinger like he would a carrom striker while licking and biting clit. He kept eye contact, enhancing and stoking Poonam’s lust.
For Mohan. This was a dream becoming a reality. He waited until Poonam begged him to fuck, teased her by rubbing cock with pre cum on her nipples, lips and cunt mound.
Poonam moaned softly as Mohan pushed his cock all the way in her cunt.
He was not in a hurry. He was savouring the thrill and wanted to enjoy like sipping wine. For Poonam fuck with Bahadur was like getting pulverised by a road roller, and fuck with Mohan was a love-filled, leisure-laced romantic experience.
With a slow pace, the momentum picked up, and the speed and force galloped. Poonam was moaning with abandon as Mohan fucked her in all positions and filled her pussy with steaming cum.
The next three days were pure bliss. Mohan took leave, and food was ordered. Mohan didn’t leave Poonam for daily chores.
After three days, with a heavy heart, Mohan let her go. Poonam hugged Mohan and promised him that this was the beginning.
When she returned, Vijay and her daughters welcomed her. She realised how much she missed them. Shriya, in particular, missed her a lot.
When Shriya left for tuition, Poonam asked Smita about the status with her dad.
Smita laughed and said, “Dad ran to his sister, and he came after two days. Since then, we had only a few hours to enjoy when Shriya was not around. I sucked and made him cum in my mouth.”
Poonam asked, “Did you enjoy the taste? You didn’t gag?”
Smita said, “No. Mom. First time it felt odd, sticky and yaaak. But I think I developed a taste for it. Dad is refusing to fuck me. H wants to fuck me when you are there.”
Poonam said, “Yes. I want to be there, to give you moral support and to guide you. I don’t think Dad dares to fuck your virgin cunt. He loves you too much to hurt you.”
Bahadur was waiting like a hungry lion and jumped on her when they had privacy on the next day.
Poonam realised she missed heavy-duty fucking and relentless abuses and gaalis of Bahadur. This time, she took care that he did not bite and scratch indiscriminately.
She planned Smita-Vijay’s fuck after selecting an auspicious time. Bahadur and Poonam went shopping. Poonam wanted a first-night decoration, along with a bridal dress for Smita for her first fuck.