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Look here broCOWARD HOUSEWIFE STARRING KEERTHY SURESH - 1
This story is about Keerthy Suresh, age 24, fit body, slender legs, especially curved thighs especially thicker than normal. Firm and straight boobs as especially noticed by everyone, fair skin, height 5 feet 5 inch.
Keerthy herself is amazed that 36 sized boobs can stand so straight even without a bra. Her nipples are semi brown in color. Her face has an innocent look and lips are magnificent. The biggest fact of her life is that she is a coward. She doesn't have the guts to resist anything. Not even girls, males are out of the question.
Keerthy was once traveling on a bus and the bus was crowded. A guy was just standing behind her and was packed with her in that crowded bus. So much packed that his body was rubbing hers. When the bus jerked he accidentally placed his hands on her boobs.
It was the speed breakers on the road and not one, several were there. So not only he placed his hands on her boobs but even pressed them a few times while the bus was getting jerked. He was expecting her to respond but she was stoned. Keerthy was feeling every bit of it but was shocked to hell.
Her inner guts didn’t permit me to respond. He was shocked too with the fact that she didn’t respond. But he didn’t withdraw his hand and was waiting for Keerthy to respond back. But she didn’t, so he started to press her boobs slowly and steadily. For the whole 30 minutes, he kept on taking pleasure of her boobs, squeezing until his stop came.
He got down and Keerthy felt relaxed. But 2 minutes later, another guy who was having an eye on the action, placed his hands on keerthy's boobs. she turned back to see who he was. He harshly said to look forward and not to turn back. Keerthy, like an obedient idiot, turned her head forward.
Keerthy allowed him to maul her boobs until her stop came in 20 minutes. After getting down, keerthy rushed to the public toilet and saw her boobs. They had turned red due to the rough mauling. So now you must have got the idea of how she was. Keerthy has passed post graduation and so her family started to search for a groom
Within three months of search, Keerthy got married to a guy named Suraj Anant. He was a Government officer and working in general shift means 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. Keerthy didn’t have an affair in her college days. So she was a virgin at the time of marriage. Her husband was very happy with the fact that Keerthy was a virgin.
His trust of her being a good character girl was being fixed in his head. So the trust was built which wasn’t to be shredded easily. The family consisted of father-in-law, mother-in-law, two elder brothers of her husband and their wives. Both of them had one kid each.
The eldest brother had a ten years old son named Sachin. The second brother had a 5 years daughter named Komal who studied in UKG. All the cooking was done by the eldest brother's wife named Shakuntala. The housekeeping was done by the second brother’s wife named Sujata.
Now Keerthy helped them in their work but they usually denied her interference. But when she insisted a lot Sujata came up with an idea. She suggested that Keerthy can go and drop Komal to school at 8 in the morning and can pick her up at 1 in the afternoon. This wasn’t a heavy work so Keerthy objected.
But she said to start with it and later she’ll allot more. Now arguing wasn’t a feature of keerthy and so she didn’t. Next day Keerthy went with them to see the road and school. The school wasn’t far away. But the location it was situated was an isolated location, few complexes nearby and no residential area.
The nearby area was open fields and few areas had thick bushes, and 5-6 feet’s high shrubs. So from the next day, Keerthy started to perform her duty. she rushed to drop Komal at 7:45 am and then went to pick her up at 12:30 pm. Getting early for pickup was another issue of school.
Actually, the kids were sometimes left early around 12:45 pm or sometimes late around 1:15 pm. So Keerthy had to reach till 12:40 pm. But usually, she reaches there by 12:30 pm. One day the sun was burning hot. Keerthy reached there around 12:30 pm and was feeling very thirsty. So she decided to drink a bottle of cold drink.
Keerthy reached a nearby shop. She ordered a cold drink and started to sip sitting on the stool outside. Just a few feet away a guy in thirties was sitting and smoking. He was wearing a dirty shirt and pants with uncombed hair. He seemed like some kind of local goon. But she didn’t pay any attention to him.
Keerthy must have caught his attention. So he said, “What a fine piece of ass you got!” she was stunned by his remark. But neither had she turned back nor did she reply anything. The second comment which arrived was, “Wow! Look at those thighs, perfectly shaped; I would love to lick them for hours.”
Keerthy's reaction was the same, no reaction, no comments. He fired his third comment when she was getting up, after finishing her cold drink. He got a chance to peak at her boobs and so he commented. He commented a little louder, “Wow so nice boobs must be so soft and would love to enjoy them.”
Keerthy's reaction was the same, she didn’t even look at him and went to the counter and returned the bottle. She paid the cash for the cold drink and reached for her Activa. She started her Activa and reached back to the school gate. She waited there for Komal to be released.
After 5 minutes, when she turned back, she was stunned to see the same guy standing a few feet away from her. Now she panicked a little and her expression was giving him the idea about it. Guys like him maybe sensed the fear and panic emotions of girls. Keerthy was sitting on her Activa with both legs facing the left side of the vehicle.
Just after 2-3 minutes the guy walked and reached in front of her, just 3 feet away. Now her panic level reached 100%, and he realized it immediately. He said, “Hi! Myself Purushottam, you can call me Puru. My friends mostly call me Puru.” He forwarded his hand towards me.
But Keerthy didn’t raise her hand toward him. She was looking at him with discomfort. Her expression was like a lamb sitting in front of a lion. He asked her to at least shake hands. She panicked at his words and automatically her hand went towards him. He took her hand in his and shook hand.
But instead of leaving her hand, he kept holding my hand. He started to press Keerthy's hand and feel how soft it was. He commented, “Wow you got a very soft hand, feel like kissing them.” Now the place was totally isolated and not a single guy was near. He pulled her hand up and kissed on it.
Keerthy was dead shocked when he commented lewdly, “I was thinking how it would feel. This hand holding my dick, giving me a hand job.” He looked upwards towards the sky and pretended himself thinking about it. He smiled and looked back towards her face.
He shot one more comment. He said, “Your skin is very soft, I was thinking how soft your boobs and butts must be.” A born coward, that much happened and still, she didn’t find the courage to speak a word. Just then the peon peeped outside and Puru left her hand immediately.
The peon looked at Keerthy and said, “Madam, the class is going on. The school will release around 1:30 PM. You can go and wait in the shade of a tree, in the front of the school gate or side of the school boundary. You’ll hear the school bell then you can come. Why are you standing in the sun?”
Keerthy said ok and his head went inside again. She looked at the clock which was pointing at 12:50 pm. Still, more than half an hour was left. She cursed God and the situation that how she will handle this jerk till then. After a minute’s pause, Puru asked, “What’s your name.” She said, “K…K…Keerthy Suresh.”
He asked, “What’s your age?” She said, “T…T…Twenty-four.” He asked, “Married?” On which Keerthy just nodded her head. He asked, “How much time before you got married?” She said, “One and a half months ago.” He kept his one hand on her left thigh and pressed it.
He said, “Wow then your pussy must be too tight, good.” Keerthy nearly jumped off the seat but didn’t try to remove his hand from her thigh. He pressed her thighs a few times and said, “Solid, Nice one.” He paused for a few seconds and said, “Why don’t you come along with me to the side of the school. It’s quite hot here, the sun is really burning.”
Keerthy shook her head in negative. But he said that it was uselessly making formalities. He took her palm in his palm, held them tight and pulled her towards him. She got up from the seat and was literally being dragged behind him. They reached to the side wall of the school.
He made Keerthy stand there with her back towards the wall and face towards him. He didn’t leave her palm and kept pressing it gently. He said, “I was saying that your skin is too soft. Your boobs and butts must be soft also.” She didn’t reply. So he said, “I don’t think you’ll mind if I check it myself.”
Keerthy panicked again, her eyes became round with his words and action. As he kept his right palm on her left boob, over her saree and blouse. He immediately pressed it a few times and said, “Seems soft but this way, how I will feel the skin.” He left her hand and boob.
He pulled Keeerthy's saree from her shoulder, bunched that area in a tug and said, “Hold this!” She was too terrified with his progress. The harsh words sent shivers to her spine. Her nerves stopped working. She grabbed hold of the saree in her left hand. He progressed his hands towards her blouse cleavage.
Keerthy tried to raise her hand to stop him. He said harshly, “Don’t you dare to raise your hands up. Else I’ll slap your cheeks very hard, understood?” She immediately nodded yes. He grabbed hold of the blouse buttons. He started to open the buttons from top to bottom. All in an open field, just beside the roadside.
Keerthy being a top class coward and the idiot didn’t even bother to resist. In a few seconds, he managed to get rid of all the buttons. He spread apart both sides of the blouse. Now the bra was in his view, but he pulled the bra upwards and tugged above the boobs. Now boobs were open to view.
He said, “Soft white and look at those nipples, so delicious.” He grabbed both her boobs and started to press them violently. He was pressing them roughly. Keerthy just closed her eyes and turned her head towards the right side. He said, “Your boobs skin is really very soft and boobs too. But nipples are looking delicious. I can’t resist sucking them. I’m sure you won’t mind.”
Before Keerthy could respond to his words, she opened her eyes to look at him. His lip reached her right boob’s nipple and was inside his mouth, licking and sucking her nipple. He was pressing her left boob with his left palm. She was dead shocked, looking clearly at what he was doing but wasn’t able to respond.
He started to alternate his mouth between left nipple and right nipple. Likewise, he was alternating his hand between the boobs. He kept on enjoying her boobs and nipples for 15 minutes. Slowly Keerthy started enjoying the boob sucking and started to moan. She even caught his head and started pushing into her boobs. Suddenly he stopped sucking her boobs and asked, “Do you shave inside or have hairs?” Keerthy returned to her senses and her panic level reached top level
His one hand entered Keerthy's petticoat from the front and reached inside her underwear. He touched her pussy and found it clean without hairs. He looked up and said, “Nice! You keep it clean, I really like clean pussies.” He touched her pussy skin a few times and then forced his hand so that it reached her butts.
He pressed her left butt roughly and said, “So soft, very nice.” Keerthy was about to cry by then when the school bell rang.
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The best story I've ever readTHE ADVENTURES OF HARSHAVARDHAN : SEASON 3 ; EPISODE : 10 { SEASON FINALE }
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Now, it was the time to return to Hyderabad. Harshavardhan scheduled his programme accordingly. On the day of departure, a sumptuous food with a wide variety of dishes and drinks were prepared with the combined efforts of all females of the household for the honour of Harshavardhan.
All of them took lunch together. During lunch, Harshavardhan addressed all, "Although Mr. Ajay and his son Harish, who is Priyanka's husband are absent on this occasion due to their official works, I convey my regards to them. I am very much thankful and expressing my gratitude to Mrs.Shriya, and her daughters for showing their great hospitality towards me. During my staying here, I have enjoyed the best of my life which I never experienced before. I wish all the best for Priyanka, my niece, let her bring a bright baby safely to this household."
Then further he added, "I have booked two tickets for myself and Rashi in 1st class coupe. The train starts from Chennai at 5.00.p.m today evening, and it will reach Hyderabad tomorrow evening by 4.00.p.m. evening, a long journey from here. But en route, it will reach Vishakhapatnam tomorrow morning by 6.00.a.m. morning where Rashi will get down to meet her husband. I will be missing Rashi then, and onwards I will be alone till I reach Hyderabad.'
After lunch, Harshavardhan met all of his ladies privately and alone. All of his ladies embraced him tightly, kissed him, and cried emotionally, and shedding their tears. Harshavardhan also felt the pangs of departure in his heart as he loved all his ladies.
The most affected was Amrita, the youngest teen, his little darling. Their love was really so intense that both of them cried together with tight embrace, kissing each other frantically for one hour. Tears were rolling down from the eyes of both. Both of them became so emotional that they felt as if they could not survive without being seeing each other, without being live together.
This was the first time Harshavardhan, an aged old man of 60 years fell in love with a teen of 20 years seriously. Ultimately, they promised and committed to each other for keeping in touch with each other by communicating through telephone and letters in each and every month. Someone had rightly said that the love between an old man and a teen was deadly.
Then suddenly Amrita said, "My dear lover, I have committed a sin by hiding a truth before you. Since, I love you very much, I can no longer hide the truth. But promise me that you will not angry with me."
"What's that? Tell me dear. I promise that I will not be angry with you," said Harshavardhan.
"During our fucking session, I wanted your cum desperately inside my cunt. Although I was in fertile period, but I told you that I was in safe period so that you would cum inside me, even now also I am in fertile period," informed Amrita.
Harshavardhan was bewildered, and remembered his intense fucking with Amrita before few days, and said, "Ohhhh, my God! Amrita, you should have told me this fact. Don't worry. By chance if you get pregnant then don't tell your parents anything. Just inform me, I will make necessary arrangements for your early abortion."
All the females except Priyanka finally saw them off at the train station in evening.
They boarded the train, got into first class coupe reserved for them. There was still 20 minutes left to scheduled time for departure. The coupe was like a mini AC room with wide foam seats cum beds with raxine cover. Fresh white bed sheets, pillow, and blanket was placed in each upper and lower berth. Velvet curtains were put on in the glass windows to resist coming of light from outside. The entire floor of the coupe was covered with carpet. Harshavardhan placed all luggage under the lower berth. After TTE checked the tickets, Harshavardhan locked the door, and indicated Rashi to sit on the lower berth.
"Are we the lone passengers?" asked Rashi.
"I don't know, may be, I should have checked in to passengers list pasted near the door of the compartment," replied Harshavardhan.
"I will be delighted, if no one enters and intervenes this coupe nor will see us until morning," said Rashi with a mischievous smile.
Rashi got up, looked at him and said smilingly, "Do you want me to arrange my hair into a braid now?"
She untied her bun, hair got loosened cascading down reaching her mid thighs. Harshavardhan combed and brushed her hair straight down and she arranged her hair into a long bewitchingly thick loose braid reaching her thighs.
Harshavardhan hugged and encircled her from back, putting her long braid onto her front. Looking into the mirror, he said," Rashi, you look definitely much younger in long braid, anyone who see us envy me having you as a beautiful daughter. I should have brought Jasmine flowers."
Rashi said," Yeah! We are not a husband and wife on a honeymoon trip. Do I really look so young enough to be your daughter? I feel like a young girl at heart in your presence, because you treat me as one. You are my real man, lover and husband. You made me a complete woman. Despite being much older to me, you have maturity to make me feel like your wife."
The train had not started yet, it was stationery. They heard the knock at the door, and Harshavardhan opened the door. The TTE entered, and checked the tickets.
Harshavardhan asked, "Are there any more passengers in this coupe?"
"Yes Sir, two more passengers Mr. and Mrs. Narayan Rao are expected," he replied.
All of a sudden, Harshavardhan noticed the face of Rashi turned pale, and in a disturbing glance she looked at Harshavardhan as their privacy had been invaded.
At that moment, a very young couple entered in to coupe with their baggage. The TTE checked their tickets, and left. By this time, the train had started departing from the station. Harshavardhan locked the door from inside.
The young couple kept their luggage under the seat, and sat exactly opposite them.
After introduction, Harshavardhan came to know that the young man was Mr. Narayan Rao, who was a freshly recruited new officer at Chennai port. The name of his wife was Kalyani. He belonged to Vijayawada. As per the tradition, they married at quite young age. He was 25 years, and his wife was only 21 years, still a student, and was continuing her graduation. The most surprising fact was that they had been married just 10 days before, and they were coming to Vijayawada to attend some family function.
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It was already evening, Harshavardhan switched on the light of the coupe. The lights in the ceiling of passage of the compartment outside their coupe were already switched on.
Harshavardhan asked," Mr. Narayan, when will you reach Vijayawada?"
"Sir, the train will reach around 10.pm. just few hours journey," replied Narayan Rao.
Harshavardhan exchanged a meaningful glance towards Rashi whose face now seemed to be happy. (After the departure of the couple, they will be the sole occupants of the coupe)
They were the typical south Indian couple. Narayan Rao was a young man but he was black in complexion, short height, had curly hairs and thick moustache on his face. It appeared that they belonged to rich family but they had no airs of modern culture. Their pernidhities reflected a semi-urban upbringing, definitely a conservative background.
On the contrary, his wife Kalyani was total in contrast to her husband.
What attracted Harshavardhan was her innocent and young pernidhity. She was still a student although she was married 10 days before. She was tall and very slim. She was fair although not pure white in colour, but her smooth skin was glazing.
She had jet black oiled long thick hair with central partition on her head, and made in to a single long braid which was reaching below her hips. She had a red coloured prominent bindi on her forehead. She had a streak of sindur(vermilion)in hair partition of her head. She wore jasmine flowers in her hair which reached at the end of her braid.
The entire coupe was pervaded with the sweet fragrance of her jasmine flowers. She had gold earrings, gold nose stud, and had gold chain on her neck. She had two wide gold bangles added with 6 nos of glass bangles in each of her wrists, which produced tinkling sound.
She was dresses in red coloured kanjeevaram pure silk saree covering her voluminous assets. Her medium sized small melon like conical firm breasts and enormous ass protruded out of her saree and her long knee length braid swings like a pendulum on her fat protruding inverted pots-like hips, while she walks.
She wore her saree three inches below her round deep fat navel revealing her breasts and cleavage through her very low and wide cut blouse. She had a charming and smiling face, but she was very shy, even she could not dare to stare Rashi directly, and would cast her glance downwards with dropping eyes.
Her husband, Narayan Rao climbed to the upper berth and Kalyani lay down on the lower one, just opposite Rashi.
After some time, Harshavardhan said," Rashi, let me go to pantry car which is adjunct to our compartment. Let me find some snacks and hot cup of coffee there as the Attendant has not come to our coupe with coffee."
He passed through the passage of compartment, and reached the pantry car. He took some snacks with a cup of coffee. He was informed that the dinner will be served at 9.30.p.m. in the coupe. He just strolled in the passage, and reached near the end of the compartment. The train was running with full speed and whistling on its way. The outside was completely dark.
The toilet was on the other side of the vestibule He just wanted to inspect the toilet of the compartment. He opened the door of the toilet, and found it to be western, very neat and clean, no foul smell was inside there. He was satisfied, then sat on a single chair near the toilet. He opened the glass of window, and could feel the fresh breeze flowing over his face. He felt soothing and energetic. But he felt his cock hard which was throbbing inside his pant when he thought about the young and innocent face of newly married girl Kalyani.
Rashi was sitting, and she was remembering her fucking experience with Harshavardhan in swimming pool and in the room of hotel at Pondicherry. She was waiting impatiently for the departure of this couple after few hours so that she and Harshavardhan could fuck without disturbances.
In the meantime, Kalyani needed to go to the washroom, and looked at her watch in the dim light coming from the other side of the curtain. It was 8.00.pm. by her watch. Not wanting to disturb her husband, she quietly got up and groped for her sandals in the dark. Her husband was sleeping soundly, and she didn't want him to disturb.
It was her first train journey, and being a newlywed bride, she hesitated to go to wash room alone without her husband. With a soft tone, she asked Rashi," Madam, I want to go to wash room."
Rashi returned from her thoughts. She could well read Kalyani's hesitation. Rashi smiled towards her, and said, "It seems, we are the sole occupants in this compartment. But don't worry, this is a 1st class AC compartment different from other compartments. This is well guarded by armed Railway protection force, and the general public passengers have no access to this compartment unless they have a proper ticket. You go straight to the far end of the compartment; there you will find the wash room. Further Uncle has also gone outside to take his coffee, he must be there somewhere around the compartment."
Kalyani smiled, and said, "Thanks!"
Stepping into the aisle without any noise, she headed straight to the lavatories to the far end of the compartment. Nobody was there in the entire compartment, it seemed there was no movement in the whole carriage, except her. Kalyani thought she should have taken a pee before entering in to coupe.
Harshavardhan had a rock like cock, but suddenly he felt the urinal pressure. To relieve from this, he wanted to pee. Since the toilet was in front of him, he got up and went inside the toilet. He did not feel it necessary to latch the door from inside as nobody was expected there as they were the sole occupants of the compartment. Harshavardhan lifted the toilet cover of western commode, unchained his pant, and lowered his underwear up to his waist so that he could pee comfortably. He picked out his big hard throbbing cock, aimed it towards the toilet hole, and he let out a gush of urine.
Reaching the well-lit vestibule, Kalyani stood near the washroom, facing the door to the western style toilet. She was hardly aware of the fact that Harshavardhan was taking a pee inside.
But to her surprise, the well-lit vestibule moments ago, suddenly became dark may be due to some power connection problems. But she could see the things aided by a flicker of light coming from inside the compartment. she took a couple of tentative steps to open the door of toilet, but she stumbled, and almost knocked off her feet due to heavy jolts of the train.
At first it seemed to be a crash, she thought that the train had met with an accident and that she had been jolted by its force. Actually, the train had stopped abruptly due to sudden signal. She was so shaken by the abrupt halting of train due to unexpected and uncontrollable heavy jerks that her body put force on the door of the toilet. Since the door was not latched from the inside, her body pushed into, and drawn in to the inside of toilet with a thud like an iron drawn in to Magnet.
Her body crashed with another human body inside the toilet, and she fell on him. Due to panic and her off balance, she held something long and hard meaty object in her right hand, and in her left hand, she tightly encircled his neck resulting her lips crashed with his lips, and forcefully opened his mouth.
Due to reverse action, automatically the door again moved backwards and closed in a thud. Now, she was in a closed Toilet.
Harshavardhan had just finished his peeing, and covered the hole with its cover. In the meantime, he noticed due to sudden jerk, the door was pushed open inside, and some female body crashed him on his body, gripped his big penis, and fell on him. Luckily, he balanced himself and sat on the cover of western toilet, the mouth of female crashed his lips forcefully, and his mouth was wide opened.
Now inside the Western style lavatory, it was well-lit, Kalyani became fully aware of her situation. It was Uncle. He was half naked from his waist, and sitting on toilet seat. She was sitting on the lap of uncle as her two legs were crossed above the naked hairy thighs of uncle. Surprisingly, she became aware of a tight grip of her hand on an enormous, big, and very long cock of uncle. which felt so hot as if her palm would get burn.
Then she became conscious of a hot tongue moving inside her mouth, throughout the cavity, even sucking her tongue which she had allowed unconsciously. Then she felt the pressure of two big hands of uncle on her boobs.
Her senses gone out for a moment. She could not believe whether it was a reality or dream. She became more conscious, and tried to recollect and rewind the whole matter.
It wasn't a train crash! Due to sudden jerk and stopping of the train, she was pushed inside the toilet where uncle was there previously, most probably peeing. She crashed him, fell on him, and the chain of accidents had caused all other things.
Within 10 days of her marriage, her husband had only fucked her 4 times. On the first night he took her virginity. Being a small-town girl, she was quite innocent, simple, and completely unaware of the details of sexual action, even she had no idea about foreplay She was just like a virgin land yet to be explored. On her first night, she was very much nervous, and bled, when her husband simply jabbed his cock inside her. She could only feel her sexual sensation slightly when her husband fucked her third times. Still, a lot to be learned by her.
During this moment, she could feel that uncle was cupping her breasts, and kneading her nipples above the blouse. This was the first time in her life, she felt a male tongue inside her mouth sucking her tongue which her new husband had never tried. She could feel the sexy taste of saliva which she gulped down her throat. Charged by sexual impulse, unconsciously she also started sucking his tongue. An electric passion swept through her entire tender and young body. Her two breasts swelled, and nipples hardened due to touch of Harshavardhan on her breasts.
Then she noticed that she had still grabbed the cock of uncle which she felt so hot as if her palm would get burn. Then the size of the cock struck her mind, she shrieked," Ohhh...my God, it is huge, very big."
She could n't believe the words coming out from her mouth spontaneously.
Harshavardhan smiled, and said, "I think, your husband's cock is much smaller than me. Am I right?"
Then she came to her senses, what was she saying? What was she doing? By this time, she should have gotten up from his lap. She released her grip from his cock, and tried to rise up from his lap. But destiny had other motives, again there was a sudden stopping of the train, and a heavy jolt.
Alas! she fell again on his lap, this type more forcibly on his lap, and out of panic, she encircled her two hands on his neck, and her mouth again pressed inside the mouth of Harshavardhan. This time when she was falling, to keep a balance of himself, Harshavardhan gripped the sides of her thighs, just below her big rounded ass above the saree with his two hands. As a result, her lower portion of saree along with her petticoat were lifted high above her waist exposing her red panties.
The toilet was a small space, as most of it was occupied by the toilet seat. She was being held in such a manner that their faces were being glued to each other, and their hot breathings were touching each other's face. Harshavardhan thought this was the right time to strike the hot iron. Without wasting further time, he started kissing her frantically in her whole face, simultaneously squeezing her two boobs.
He inserted his tongue deeply inside her mouth, and started sucking her tongue. It happened so quickly that the newly wed young woman was sexually charged immediately, and unknowingly, responded in a reciprocal manner by kissing him, and sucking his tongue. There was a heavy exchange of saliva between their mouths.
Now, from very close, Harshavardhan noticed the mehndi, still fresh on her hands right up to her elbows; a streak of red vermillion on her forehead just where her hair parted; her new Mangal sutra which dangled proudly in front of her breasts; her hands almost full with designer bangles; and most importantly, the most natural ornament on her face, the mole near her upper lip. A fresh girlish fragrance was emitting from her body, and entered in to his nostrils, he felt intoxicated.
He had her now, at his disposal, ready for his moment with this newlywed beautiful tender and young lady, some other man's wife. he hooked his fingers at the waistband of her new red panty (part of set of sexy lingerie she had bought for her wedding and honeymoon), and pulled it swiftly down below her ankles, consciously making sure to pocket it (in his front chest pocket).
He expected her to be shaved down there, as were most of the newlywed women. What he didn't expect was the feminine pinkness of her vulval lips, so beautiful and well; it was one of the smoothest vulva he had ever seen. His now almost-erect penis gave a bigger twitch of excitement.
He noticed her vulva was completely dry, which was a surprise to him. Normally, these newlyweds always thought about sex always, especially on the way to their honeymoons or during their journey with their husbands, fantasising about the sexual pleasures awaiting them; which made their vaginas ooze out sexuality, in anticipation for their imminent fucking. But that was not the case with her; maybe she wasn't turned on by her husband.
Hurriedly, he caught hold of the middle of her blouse just below her cleavage, and started unbuttoning her blouse, and made it opened completely. He took his hands to her back, unhooking her pink bra, and immediately bringing them back to the front, in order to squeeze her just exposed heavenly breasts. He let out a moan of pleasure as he felt the smoothness of her young breasts, the taut milky white skin and perky pink nipples.
Without much ado, he took the right one in his mouth and started to suck with all his might; mauling and pinching the left one with his right hand. All this while, her Mangal sutra oscillated in between her breasts.
The sensation of something wet brought Kalyani to her senses, she realized that 'something wet' on her breast was the saliva of old uncle, pouring out copiously from his mouth. She tried to wriggle again, to free her breasts from the mouth of uncle due to too much shame and shyness, but couldn't move an inch due to the grip which uncle had around her waist with his left hand.
Harshavardhan would have loved to play with such perfect breasts all night long, all nights for his entire lifetime, but he didn't have much time at his disposal. Letting go of her breasts, he adjusted her body, pulling her off the toilet seat slightly, with his left hand holding her around her waist. He spread her legs apart, pushing at her smooth soft thighs with his dark hairy ones, and positioned himself between them.
All this while, she tried to oppose every movement of him not by her physical pushing rather by her feigned and fake resisted voice,
" Uncle, please leave me. This is not good. I am married for just 10 days before. Don't enter your that big thing inside me, it is much bigger than my husband. I am like your daughter; how can you do this to me? You will kill me. Please...uncle leave me," she was protesting.
But, surprisingly, physically she was not resisting him, nor she was pushing him to get rid of his holds.
With his free right hand, he placed his fully erect penis at the entrance of her vagina, its moist pre-cum coated tip touching the lips of her pink vulva.
His penis gave the biggest twitch of excitement of the night while she shuddered with fear, excitement and sexual thrills.
Still holding her by her waist with his left hand, he used his right one to guide the tip of his penis beyond her vulval lips, his penis throbbing with ecstasy at their tightness. He left it there, at the edge of her vagina, and moved his right hand to her face, which was ashen with fear. He gripped her jaw tightly with his right hand, forced her face straight, and aligned it with his own; their nose tips barely a centimetre away.
He saw her beautiful face and read her fear. He consoled her, "Don't get nervous, my dear Kalyani. It will go easily inside your pussy, and I will give you more pleasure than your husband as I am more experienced than your husband."
"But, Uncle, it is too big for me, I cannot take it," she said in a nervous voice.
Holding her jaw, he made sure her eyes were fixed on his own; as with one forceful thrust of his pelvis, he tore into her dry vagina.
She shrieked out in pain as his penis assaulted her dry vagina. Such was the force of his first thrust that his penis was almost completely embedded inside her the first time itself, she heard him release a low moan of pleasure.
He saw her eyes dilate in shock and heard her groan in pain. Bringing his penis almost all the way out of her vagina, he thrust again, this time a little less forcefully as it regained its original depth. Then, like a man possessed, he began to piston his penis in and out of her vagina, in forceful rough thrusts, grunting like a pig every time the tip of his penis hit her cervix.
Kalyani thought that this was her worst nightmare come true. With each thrust, she felt unbearable pain radiate from her vagina, to all over her body, right to her head. Her initial loud shriek of pain had given way to low groans, which were synchronised with his thrusts; almost as if the energy of his thrusts travelled all the way up to her throat, vibrating her vocal cords of their own accord.
He stared into her helpless eyes as he continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, which had now begun to respond to his assault. He could tell, by the decreased amount of force that was now required to piston in and out of her, that her vagina had begun to release her own sex juices. He could also feel the increased wetness around his throbbing shaft, and also on his thighs. She was really secreting a huge amount of juices, now, his every thrust made a sloppy noise in her copious juices.
She couldn't believe that her vagina had begun to respond to this assault, as if it had a mind of its own. After fear and despair, she now felt immense shame as her vagina was adjusting and accommodating uncle's big penis, trying to derive pleasure out of his fucking. Maybe it was because of the slight repulsion she felt for her husband, maybe the feeling of being suppressed since childhood, maybe her womanhood needed an escape route.
The initial pain had subsided; and with each and every thrust, she could now feel a wave of carnal pleasure radiate from her vagina, to all over her body, right to her head. She couldn't believe her ears as a low moan of pleasure escaped her lips. To his surprise, he heard her moan in pleasure into her gag. It was a low sound, but it was definitely a moan of pleasure.
Kalyani was moaning," Uncle, Ohhhhhh...fuck me more...harder...fuckkkkk...Aaaahhhhh, I have never been fucked like this by my husband...Ohhh Goddd, how your big cock was able to enter fully inside my tiny hole...you are great uncle...fuckkk me more."
Then Harshavardhan felt that his big cock was pressed between very tight young pussy walls, and his cock would not move a bit. He wondered what happened inside her pussy, then he felt the flow of warm liquid passed through his nestled cock. Within a fraction of seconds, his cock was released from the tight grip of cunt muscles, and moved further. He could understand that Kalyani's cunt had released her first orgasm.
"Ohhhhhh...uncle, I am cummmingggg," screamed Kalyani in a loud voice as her orgasm gushed out of her cunt.
After sometime, Uncle stopped fucking her and withdrew his penis out of her dripping wet vagina. completely. To her surprise, her mind was swept by a wave of disappointment.
Harshavardhan felt a guilty consciousness in his mind. Although, this girl was married just 10 days before, but it was evident that she was not fully explored of sexual pleasures being very simple and innocent. He felt a pang of sin within himself to cum inside the cunt of this newlywed young women when her innocent husband was sleeping in upper berth. He withdrew his cock from her pussy.
Before she could fathom the reason for his abrupt halt, she had been flipped over.
He instructed," Kalyani, just balance yourself by grabbing the water tank of toilet with your two hands. She was embracing the water tank tightly, and bending her face inside the hole of toilet by crawling over the toilet seat and raising her ass above high. Her head now faced the dirty toilet seat, barely inches away; her Mangal sutra hung down due to gravity and its lower end was well below the rim of the toilet seat, oscillating like a pendulum.
She could feel the strong smell of dis-infection liquid coming from the hole of toilet. For a moment, she felt she would faint herself. Her knees were awkwardly bent, half her weight supported by the toilet seat. This was the most difficult and awkward position she had ever in her life. She felt he was standing behind her.
He said, "Kalyani, I cannot come inside your cunt otherwise you may get pregnant."
She felt her ass cheeks being drawn apart by his hands, and felt some wetness around her asshole. As she realized what was going to happen to her, she let out another shriek, her second last one that evening.
Harshavardhan spread her meaty ass cheeks, exposing her pink asshole. He hadn't expected her anal region to be devoid of hair too! The sight of her tight pink puckered asshole, the smooth surrounding hairless skin and the feel of her juicy ass cheeks, elicited another big twitch of excitement from his eager penis (even bigger than the one on touching her vulval lips). He was almost certain that she was an anal virgin, which made his penis twitch continuously. He, as well as his penis, was eager to violate this newlywed wife's anus.
He used the liquid soap in the toilet, to lubricate her asshole. He held her hair by both hands, pushed her further down (her face now at the level of the toilet seat rim) so as to get her ass up at a proper angle; and positioned his penis at her anal entrance.
She let out the loudest shriek of the evening when she felt his penis tear through her virgin asshole. If the earlier pain had made her delirious, this was intense enough to kill her. He poked at her asshole with increasing thrust, her tightness making it difficult for him to enter her anal canal. After a handful of pokes, her anal opening gave way and the whole length of his shaft entered her anal canal, with such a force that her head painfully banged against the water pipe behind the toilet seat.
It was as if her whole body was on fire, such was the intensity of the pain. She became a part of his thrusts inside her anal canal. With each thrust he gave, her body experienced its own mini earthquake, her head banged against the water pipe, her dangling breasts swivelled as if they would tear right off her body, her knees buckled; her eyes, which she had shut close to black out her mind, opened due to the forceful impact.
Intermittently, during those moments when her eyes opened, she saw her Mangal sutra, the sign of her harmonious matrimony, rubbing the inside of the toilet seat; each thrust making it scrape the seat more and more. All she could hear at that moment was the sound of that scraping. The sacred and pure necklace tied around her neck by her husband ten days ago, was now being contaminated in the impure of locations, both literally and figuratively.
But at the same time, Kalyani felt a strange sensation, an unknown pleasure and a heavenly feeling which emanated from the source of her anus, ignited, and spread through her entire body, and ultimately reached to her pussy. Kalyani could not control herself, she had her second orgasm, and she again screamed, "Uncle, I am cummingg again, Ohhhhhhh...fuckkkk."
Immediately, he inserted his fingers inside her cunt, and felt the gushing out orgasm of Kalyani.
Now, it was beyond his control, he could feel his approaching orgasm. His breathing became laboured and he took in this moment of pure ecstasy; gripping her dangling breasts tightly, he licked her neck from behind, as he felt the bulbous head of his penis bulge inside her anal canal, and spurted thick blobs, releasing his semen deep inside her ass hole.
He orgasmed in pure delight; ejaculated his semen in huge quantities, giving few secondary thrusts until all his juice had been milked out of his penis. It was one of the longest orgasms he had experienced, all the while moaning out in pleasure. Even after he had withdrawn his penis from this newlywed wife's anal canal, he was moaning in pleasure!
Hurriedly, he cleaned himself up, buckled his trousers, and made sure her panty was safely lodged in his shirt's pocket.
She was sitting on her own now. She put on her dresses.
As a final act of gratitude, he licked the mole above her lips. "You were a great fuck, Kalyani! To remember our great fucking, I am keeping this red panty with me as a memento for ever," he said.
"I am leaving first before you, so that nobody should have any doubt," he said and left.
Harshavardhan entered the coupe, and found Rashi asleep while seating. Slowly, he sat beside her.
After leaving of Harshavardhan, Kalyani immediately locked the toilet door from inside and looked at her in the mirror. Her hairs were dishevelled, her face was smeared with the patches of red vermilion during their sex act. A beautiful fresh rose was smashed in to scattered petals. She washed her face with water. After making sure that her outer appearance was okay, she stepped back into the vestibule (now brightly lit) and headed back to her berth.
She entered in to the berth. Her husband was sleeping soundly, exactly as before. Even Rashi was sleeping while sitting. Harshavardhan was sitting beside Rashi. As she stepped back on to her berth, she felt a blob of her Uncle's semen ooze out of her asshole wetted the backside of her dress.
She sat down on her berth just in front of uncle, panty-less, her ass cheeks wet with Uncle's semen. She indicated Uncle to bring his face closer to her face. They both embraced tightly and French kissed with each other. She looked at her watch; it read 9:30 P.M. Within an hour, Kalyani had been transformed from a newlywed wife to a different woman by Uncle who had invaded her 'inner appearance'.
She whispered in his ear, "Uncle, I love you, I cannot forget you never ever in my life."
Then there was a sharp knock at the door. Everybody was alerted from their sleep. Harshavardhan opened the door. The Attendant was there with dinner plates for everybody.
The Attendant then turned towards Narayan Rao, and said, "Sir, the train will reach Vijayawada, your destination place within half an hour."
All of them started taking dinner, and Kalyani was casting hidden glances towards Harshavardhan frequently like a teen girl towards her boyfriend at her first love. Harshavardhan was giving her flying kiss by making his lips round, of course un noticed by everybody.
After exactly half an hour, the train reached Vijayawada. The couple got down with their luggage. They thanked both Rashi and Harshavardhan for their company during the journey. Harshavardhan accompanied them to the end of the compartment near the door to help them. Kalyani was following her husband who was going ahead with luggage.
For a second, Harshavardhan grabbed Kalyani from behind, and planted hot kisses on her face, put his tongue inside her mouth for a quick suck of her tongue. Both of them exchanged a heavy quantity of saliva inside their mouths. First, Narayan Rao got down from the compartment with luggage. Then Harshavardhan put his two hands under the arms of Kalyani, the young wife so that she could get down comfortably to step on platform.
For the last time, he cupped her two smooth breasts above her blouse for some seconds while she got down. Harshavardhan was still standing near the open gate. The train had started for departure. The couple waved their hands to him, and he also waved to them. He could glimpse the innocent beauty face of Kalyani for the last time. He returned to berth.
Harshavardhan closed the door securely from inside. Rashi rushed towards him, and kissed him frantically.
"At last, now we are alone," she said.
"The couple was nice and lovable," remarked Harshavardhan.
"But, because of them, we lost our valuable hours to be together, virtually we both were separated for some hours. Another thing, I noticed, you were infatuated and smitten by the young beauty Kalyani," said Rashi with a smile.
Harshavardhan also smiled, and said, "really, I wanted to fuck her." Little did she know that he had already fucked Kalyani.
He embraced Rashi, put his hot lips on her.
"Uncle, I would be missing you from tomorrow. You filled my cunt with your monstrous cock so completely and filled my soul and heart with love, opening up inner depths, touching me deep to the core, made me pour out all my juices, making me melt and open floodgates, and flow out all stored juices and thoughts, feelings, and desires.
I have submitted myself uninhibitedly, shamelessly and completely to you. It was like opening of dam brimming with water and the floodgates opened. It was the first time I had ever experienced what it was like to feel a real man inside. Uncle, first time in my life, I experienced such an intense multiple long drawn never-ending multiple orgasms while fucking. I never experienced orgasm so far with my inept and useless husband all these months," said Rashi.
Harshavardhan said, "I feel happy to know that. I made you orgasm for the first time while fucking. That's why you scratched my back, drawing blood'
Rashi said, "Uncle, a woman submits and surrenders herself and worships the man who can give her sexual bliss. Even now with you surrounding me, my whole body is reacting with enthusiasm and expectation. You have the sensuous touch to ignite me, put me on fire and capacity to make me explode."
Harshavardhan replied," Rashi, now that you have me. I will explore every part of your sensuous and sensational beautiful body, enter, open and fill all your holes dear. You need to be fucked now dear."
Her saree pallu dropped to the floor, Harshavardhan removed her blouse and bra, releasing her huge, voluminous, heavy and firm, hanging conical breasts. Her firm jutting brown nipples were hard in his fingers as he stroked them, and then lifting her breasts up stroking from bottom, said, "Rashi, I wish I could suck milk from your breasts."
"You can, Uncle, once you give me a baby. Impregnate me, and once I give birth to your son, I can feed my breast milk to both of you forever. I want a son from you, our love child from you, Uncle." She said.
"I will give you a son, Rashi," Harshavardhan said.
He kissed her breasts, sucking her engorged hard nipples, and removed her saree, untied her petticoat and took off his pants, asked her to sit down on the berth, her thighs spread wide, placed her fat thighs on both sides of his shoulders.
"I want to eat you, eat your cunt. Rashi, "said Rashi.
"You are the first man to eat me, uncle, my husband has never touched my cunt with his tongue. Eat my cunt. It is all yours," she said.
Her legs were spread wide, his mouth and nose were pressing into her labium. Harshavardhan could actually feel his face pressing ever so slightly inside her body! Her cunt smelled like heaven; he wished he could eat this cunt out. He started licking her engorged big protruding pink wet clitoris, slurping and lapping up her cunt juice with his tongue, inserted his tongue into her cunt deep and licking all over. He sucked her overflowing cunt juice.
He bent forward, licked her cunt from bottom to top, flattening his tongue. He inserted his tongue deep inside her cunt, making his tongue stiff clutching it with his teeth. Running his tongue around inside her cunt, probing and licking, he brought his tongue out of her cunt and lapped up her tasty delicious cunt juice having a peculiar pleasant smell. He put his lips against her cunt and slurped with loud noise, the more he slurped, the more juices were oozing out. It was like drawing water out of a well, never dry.
Harshavardhan started devouring her cunt, sucking her juices, slurping, licking her all over cunt sucking her juices, pressing my mouth to her cunt and sucking, making slurping noise.
"Oh, God, you are sucking out all my juice," she said by pressing his head, onto her cunt.
As he was slurping up her juice, he could feel the sensations of her cunt muscles pulsating, quivering against his lips and face. She pressed her thighs around his face lifting her legs and keeping them on his shoulders. It was as if she was trying to take him into her cunt, trying to push him all of him back inside her
"Oh. Uncle, you are sucking all my stored juices, you are emptying all my juices stored for you all these years," moaned Rashi.
Harshavardhan got up and turned her around. She offered her wet juicy cunt, her hands holding onto the berth. He entered her juice-drenched cunt, opening her up, penetrating slowly and steadily going into her like a knife in slab of soft butter mound, filling her deep cunt to the bottom. He kept his cock filled in her cunt without moving for a while. He took hold of her long braid into one hand and pulled roughly holding her ass with another and started fucking her cunt deep.
The train was moving with a rhythmic noise and his cock was moving in her cunt like a piston, forward and backward at a steady pace rhythmically enjoying each stroke opening up her cunt, every time like a boring machine tool boring into a soft rain drenched earth and her cunt receiving his cock with equal enthusiasm.
"Oh, God, Rashi Your pussy is so tight," he said, "You're so wet. Are you wet because you like the feel of my cock ramming you?"
He further said, "You are sexy slut, longhaired luscious bitch and a dirty whore. Do you like my cock ramming your cunt? I am going to rip off your cunt."
"Oh, Uncle, my god, fuck me, fuck my cunt deep yes. Fuck your Rashi, "she was making loud noises with abandoned carelessness.
Rashi was thrusting her ass up to meet his cock, he increased the momentum matching the increasing speed of the train. He rotated his cock in her cunt sideways and opened her cunt wide.
"I think I'm going to come I'm going to fill up your little cunt." groaned Harshavardhan.
Her cunt was gripping his cock and releasing it, repeatedly; her orgasmic response was gradually increasing and then reached its peak as her cunt gripped his cock tightly for a long time and slowly releasing. It was like Tsunami waves one after another; her body was shivering. She was like a wild animal crying aloud with ecstatic orgasmic pleasure. Gradually her orgasm subsided, as he was still fucking at a high speed with all his energy, pounding into her cunt.
Harshavardhan's cock finally ejaculated loads and loads of hot lava, thick sperm into her cunt. She gripped his cock, squeezed and sucked all his sperm with her cunt muscles into her, draining and emptying him. This was what she wanted, she wanted to be fucked, becoming pregnant, and he was determined not to disappoint her. They disentangled, and she cleaned his cock with towel and lie down on the berth to allow his sperm to enter her womb and couple with her waiting fertile egg.
She smiled and said," Uncle, I have never been fucked so intensely. You are a passionate fantastic lover. You fuck like a lion. I think you made me pregnant today."
Rashi said, "I am in fertile ovulation period. It has been two weeks since I had cyclical periods. Woman intuitively knows when her hormones are at peak and her egg is ready to receive the sperm. It is on such rare occasion, tonight, I have been fucked by you and got pregnant by you."
It so happened; she was right. Actually, she got impregnated by him on that night. Later on, it was confirmed by the pregnancy test.
"Uncle, you treat me as if I am your young newly married loving wife though I am of your daughter's age. You have the maturity and confidence in you to make me feel like a young newly married girl. I am sure many a woman might have submitted herself to you enamoured by your charm," said Rashi.
She was tired and sleepy. She put her head in his lap, and slept peacefully. He also slept in the same position.
It was early in the morning, Harshavardhan woke up and she also opened her eyes.
Rashi got up and said," Oh! I slept off talking to you."
She washed her face, upbraided her hair, combed and arranged into a bun.
Harshavardhan asked her to sit on his lap and kissed her on cheeks.
She crooned, "Do not look so happy as if we are newly married couple returning from honeymoon. My husband will come to the station to receive me. Do not forget to bless him as he is your son-in-law in relation."
Harshavardhan hugged and kissed her and said, "You are looking so lovely and beautiful and happiness written on your face."
The train reached the station of Visakhapatnam. From window, they could see a tall and handsome young man, Rashi's husband was proceeding towards their compartment. After few minutes, he entered in to the birth. He embraced Rashi, and planted a husband kiss on her forehead. Then Rashi introduced her husband to Harshavardhan. He came and touched the feet of Harshavardhan to seek his blessings. Harshavardhan blessed him.
Now, it was a time for farewell. Harshavardhan could see the teary eyes of Rashi when her husband collected the luggage, and she followed him.
They got down to the platform. Harshavardhan was standing near the door. The train had already started for departure. Both Rashi and her husband waved at him, and he also waved at them. With a heavy heart, he returned to his berth.
END OF SEASON 3........... ( SEASON 4 COMING SOON........ )