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 Hey this is my first attempt to write a sex story, so please send me all
the feedback you can, I will try best to improve myself.

   My name is Ankit and I live in Delhi, I have a sister, her name is
Jyoti. This happened a couple of year ago when I was 18yrs old and Jyoti
was 24.  Let me tell you a little about her; she's an absolutely bomb her
figure is 36-26-38 she has an angelic face and her DD cups boobs and
massive ass can even make a dead man's cock rise in attention.

   Well my sister recently got married but I heard that my Jijaji is
totally useless in bed, I often heard my sister yelling from the adjacent
room that you're a "namard" and that you cant even last 2 mins after seeing
me naked.  So she remained frustrated for about 2 months.  I guess she had
many bfs in college, I often saw imported langere in her drawer (some of
which aren't available in India).

   So my sister was preparing to go to the local boutique to get a dress
stitched and when at the market she called me and told me "Ankit the
boutique is closed, but I need this stitched urgently as I have a party to
attend tomorrow," I told her that she should go to masterjee's show in the
nearby slums.  She hesitated for a moment and than agreed as it was an
emergency.  About 20mins passed and I began to have thoughts that perhaps
it wasn't such a good idea to send my busty sister into a slum where men
have probally never seen such a hot "maal" before.  I quickly put on my
clothes and rushed to the shop.

   While going into the I could see her, she was wearing a really light
shiffon sari where both of her heavy ass cheeks where swaying with every
step.  Her blouse was also really right and showed off all the counture of
her breasts.  I could hear dirty men comment on her.  "Bhai mil jaye yeh
maal bas 15mins ke liye...  chut fad ke bhosda bana du", "bhai mumme dekh
iske, chus ke saara dudh pi jau saali rand ka", I guess she was liking the
attention.

   She than walked into the small hut of masterji, he had a sewing machine
and another small adjacent room for fitting.  I knew him and he was a
muslim man named Masood.  He was over 6ft tall, about 45yrs in age and an
absolute beast to look at.  I've overheard some of the maids who were from
here that he was famous for his sexual exploits.  He had massive experience
and fucked girls as young as ** to women as old as 50.  He has used his
massive ** cock to make those girls his addicts so that they regularly
visit his shack, whether they have tailoring needs or not.

   So I was scared for my didi as well as curious to see what would happen.
I quickly ran into a narrow ally between his shack and an adjacent house.
It was full of foul smelling garbage but it was nothing compared to what I
was hoping to see.  I took a disgarded coke crate and positioned it under a
hole in the wall from where I had a view of his shack.

   My didi knocked on the door where Masood yelled at his assistant "lagta
hai customer hai, darwaza khol aur dekh" he promptly opened the door and
was left stunned, I bet never saw a hot Punjabi maal at his slum shop
before.  After a moment he said "plz come in come in.  and closed the door.
Masood came up and was surprised as well, I could clearly see the buldge
through his Pathani Kurta.  Didi showed him the plastic bag and told him
that she needed the dressed by tomoro.  Masood was truly a wicked man, he
took on look at the dress and said that "madam there are some grave errors
in measurement in this dress" didi asked if he was sure and that she had it
made by a expert lady tailor.  Masterji said with a wicked smile that
"madam, I have been doing this work for 30yrs now, I can tell a woman's
statistics just by looking at her, and I gurantee you that the measurements
are wrong," he even went further to say that if he is proven wrong than he
will give the order for free.

   Didi thought for a moment and said, "masterjee aapki badi tareef suni
hai, aggar aap kehte hai toh sahi hi honge," so she agreed for a
remesurement.  Masterjee took her to the adjacent room where he turned on
an old 100W light.  He closed the curtain behind her and took a long look
at her, than without saying anything he removed her pallu, didi was
startled and a small gasped escaped her mouth but she didn't say anything
more as she thought that it was normal.  Masterjee took one good look at
her and told her "madamji aggar acchi fitting chahea toh blouse kholni
padegi," didi thought for a moment and was hesitating but Masood
interjected, "madam mere paas time nehi hai, bahut se order hai, aapse
pehle kisine maere sath aisa nehi kiya," these stern words stunned didi
into reality and she said "accha theek hai kholti hu," she hesitated and
reached behind her and opened the hook and took off her bra.  Her bra was
soaked in sweat from the overhead 100W light bulb and the fact that there
was no fan there.

   Masood stood there with his eyes wide open, he had probally never seen
such a nice pair of boobs in a tight, expensive white bra before.  They
were dying to pop out.  He than said very politely that madam you are very
beautiful, didi could not understand his cruel intentions and smiled. 
Masood yelled at his assistant to run and get "special" cock from the shop
near by.  Now I had heard of this, its sold by criminal shopkeeper and is
just regular coke with a tablet mixed in it that gives the drinker
uncontrollable sex drive and stamina.  Didi began to say "nehi nehi iski
kya zaroorat," Masood interjected by saying that "madam I realize that its
very hot here as I don't have a fan in this shack and as I am a
professional fitter I take much more measurements than regular so it will
take some time."

   The drinks arrived in the meantime and both of them began sipping from
their bottles.  Didi had covered her bra with her saree pallu but it left
little to the imagination.  Masood engaged didi in small talk by asking her
about her husband, how many kids she has.  Didi was amazed to learn that
Masood maian has 4 wives and 10 children.  She jokingly asked how does he
manage and he simply replied that he's very gifted ;-) to that didi
understood the joke and smiled.  Masood was an old player, he was a sly
talker and didn't look at her boobs even once to make her feel
uncomfortable and perhaps change her mind.

   So after chatting for 5 more minutes she got up to continue the
measuring and immediately I could see that the drugs were showing their
effect.  She became giddy, and sweating profusely.  Infact her nipples
became erect and since the sweat made her bra translucent they were easy to
make out.  I could imagine what was going on inside her panties.

   Masood was sure taking his time, he was rubbing his finger against her
skin whenever get got a chance, when he was behind measuring her shoulders
he was speaking the measurements right into her ears.  I could have sworn
that he put his cock in between her ass cheeks and rubbed it there few
times.  I could see that didi was completely lost, perhaps it was her
horniness, her frustration of not being satisfied by her husband or the
drugs but she closed her eyes and was gasping...  "aaaaaaah, uhhhhh, ummmm,
ufffff." Masood realized that she had fallen into the trap now and with one
swift motion he pulled the string tying up her petticoat.  She didn't even
realize it and it fell to the floor, in a neat circle along her legs.  I
could clearly make out a big wet spot where her pussy should be on her
panties.  Didi meekly realized what was happening and tried to protest but
Masood quickly reached for one of her boobs and squeezed it hard.  Her
entire boobs didn't even fit in his hands but she didn't stand a chance
against his iron grip.  She yelled, "aaaaaaaaah dheere, dard hota hai"

   Now Masood came to his real color and while heavily grouping her boobs
told her "saali rundi itni acchi haath aayi maal ko jaane du, aaj toh mera
lund tere fuddi ka ras chack hi lega, chahe tera ** hi kyu na karna pade"
Didi somehow managed to get out of his iron hold and dropped down to pick
up her petticoat, but in the meanwhile Masood had undid his salwar and
while she was going down her face rubbed against his massive 12 inch black
cock.  She was mesmerized by its size, and by the the fact that it had two
tennis ball sized testicles dangling under them.  He said "saali chinal
dekh kya rahi hai, pura ander dunga fir iska maza pura pata chalega tereko,
fir yaha roz aayegi chudne ke liye." Saying that he grabbed her hair and
pulled it hard, didi opened her mouth to scream but instead Masood stuffed
his massive cock in her mouth.

   It was hard for didi to adjust the massive cock in her mouth, and I
could clearly see her jaws streaching to accommodate Masood's abnormally
large cock.  He kept his hand on the back of her head and began to fuck her
face.  Didi was clearly repulsed by the smell and size of the massive organ
but the drugs he had given her earlier clearly betrayed her.  The wet spot
on her panty had grown so big that it almost looked like she peed herself.
She was making sounds like "mmmmmph oooomp glug glug glug." And Masood was
clearly enjoying himself like a victorious warrior who is fucking his
captives after a hard day's battle.  He was constantly abusing her with
dirty words like "saali rundi aisa lagta hai tune kabhi muh me lund liya hi
nehi hai", "aaj dikhta hu tujhe asli chudai kisse kehte hai", "aaje ke baad
tere choot me aisa aaga lagaunga ki tera namard pati ko tu chune bhi nehi
degi."

   The drugs really had taken their effect as she had stopped protesting
and was sucking his cock, her one hand was on her boobs massaging her
massive milk tankers above her bra and the other was inside her panties
playing with her choot.  All of a sudden Mahemood pulled his lund out from
didi's mouth with a loud plop and I could see that it was coated with
didi's saliva and shining under the dim light.  Masood began to pump his
own cock with his hand and after 3-4 strokes groaned and deposited many
thick strings of cum on didis face and boobs.  Masood deposited thick
strings of cum on didi's face and stood there laughing like a victorious
general who has vanquished his enemies.  Didi was taken aback by how much
cum Masood was able to produce, I bet jijaji was only able to do a few
small squirts, and that too his cum was very watery.  Masood than grabbed a
nearby dirty rag and said "le rundi ab tu toh aur bhi khubsoorat lag rahi
hai, chand pe bhi dag hote hai uar tere muh me mera pani hahaha," saying
that he took the rag and wiped her face clean.  I bet the same cloth was
used to clean the faces of 100s of other girls- women who came to have
their clothes stitched& pussy stretched.  Masood then grabbed didi's arm
who was still in a daze and pulled her up.  Her massive boobs jiggled with
the sudden jerk.  Masood then smooch her vigouriously as if he was eating
up her face.  Didi was fully turned on by now because of Masood's actions
and the medicine and offered very little resisitance.  Masood was
constantly saying vulgar things like "wah re saali chinal kya swad hai
tera, aggar mai tera pati hota tab toh 24hrs tere thukai me hi laga rehta."
From the back I could see that he was mercilessly kneading her huge butts,
didi's gaand size was 38 so it wouldn't fit into his palms.  Masood
massaged her ass all the while ravaging her face with his kisses, he then
slipper his hands under her panties and grabbed her by her skin.  Didi was
surprised by this act and let out a small moan, "aaaaaaaaah." Masood kept
furiously massaging her ass for a few minutes and then with one swift
motion he tore her panties like a piece of tissue paper.  There was no need
for didi to take it off because he had tore it from both sides and took the
now worthless piece of cloth out from under her and threw it near where I
was peeking through the hole.  I could clearly make out that more than half
of the area of the cloth was dark, meaning soaked in her juices.  I've
never seen a woman cum that much.  For the first time I could see didi's
bare gand merely a few feet away from me, it was milky white and very
shapely.  I could see what a lucky man my jija was but Masood was luckier
than he that he was going to pound that ass into oblivion today.

   Didi tried to protest at this sudden violation by covering her pussy but
Masood had anticipated this and before she could get her hands anywhere
near her pussy, he had slipped his own rough hands there and began to
massage her choot with his knuckles.  I could see that this man was a true
artist in controlling the female body as didi's protests dissolved and her
hands dropped to either sides of her body.  Masood begand by first running
his entire knuckles along her choot slit than when he felt that she was wet
enough he took the tip of his fingers and began rubbing it against her clit
and pressing it, didi couldn't stand it and bursted in an orgasm, "aaaaaah
uiiiii maaaa", Masood laughed and said "yeh toh trailer hai rundi, aage
dekhti ja mai tera kya haal karta hu." Masood then took out his hand from
in between her legs and flicked and I could see drops of didi's juices
fling out and stain the wall.  Madood then took his fingers put them in
didi's mouth and said "lagta hai tereko isse pehle kabhi kisi ne theek se
handle nehi kiya, issi liye itna pani chod rahi hai." Didi was completely
lost and couldn't utter a single word.  Masood took this opportunity to
swing her around and cup and massage them.  It was looking like a baby deer
had fallen into the hands of a lion, as Masood could do to her whatever he
wanted.  Friends this type of control only comes from years of practice on
countless females.

   He was doing a very unique technique that he was pressing her boobs hard
and then loosening it up a little bit followed by a vibration motion, every
time he did that I felt didi moaned in extreme pleasure.  Didi's body was
sweating profusely and she had this sheen due to being coated in sweat,
Masood than said "teri pure body me kuch bhi kapta nehi hai siva iss bra
ke, toh yeh teri izzat kya dhakega," saying that he put his hands behind
and ripped off the bra clasp and threw the bra in my direction.

   Wow I was now for the first time staring at my didi's fully naked body,
she looked like a porn star, 36DD boobs slightly sagging and a massive 38
ass and all in the hands of this brute.  Masood took a good hard look at
her boobs and then moved his mouth to her chest and began licking
everything like a tasty ice cream.  In between he moved his mouth to her
pink nipples and began sucking on them like a baby as he was mauling her
other boob like a tiger.  He said, "wah tum amir ghar ki rundiyo ki baat hi
alag hai, itne bade bade mumme hume bahut hi kam dekhne ko milte hai iss
slum me, aur nipple toh dekho madam ke, jaise ice cream ke upar cherry
rakhi ho," while sucking he was sometimes biting her nipples hard which
caused her to yelp in pain, "aaaaah dhere!" He kept busy on her boobs for a
good 30mins which caused didi to become unimaginably hot, she was like a
bitch in heat and she didn't care if the entire slum came around to fuck
her right then and there.

   Masood suddenly took his mouth off her boobs and spun her around to face
me, I could see that her eyes were closed and her hair was all disheaveled
over her face and boobs.  He grabbed her by the waist and bent her forward,
I thought that he was going into her pussy but that old man had other
tricks up his sleeve.  He put his giant 12 inch black circumcised dick in
between her legs and began rubbing it.  Front and back.  His dick was so
big that I could see its purple head protrude in between her legs every
time he thrust forward.  I was wondering why he was doing it but he,
himself gave the answer, "jab mai jawan tha mai tere jaise 1000 rundiyo ko
ek sitting me chod sakta tha, par abhi meri umer ho chuki hai toh mera itni
jaldi khada nehi hota, mujhe kuch stimulation ki zaroorat hoti hai iss liye
apne lund ko tere choot ras se takat de raha hu." Doing so he was pinching
didi's nipples and rolling them in between his fingers like a radio knob.
Didi was emiting yelps, moans, and sighs in all frequencies and I guess
Masood was treating her like a musical instruments.  The veins on Masood's
cock and his bulbous tip kept rubbing against her clit and his fingers
tuning her nipples were too much and didi had many orgasms in Masood's
arms. I could see the cum dripping from her choot and collecting in a
visible puddle on the floor.

   After doing this great trick for a few minutes he swung her around and
carried her up in his strong arms and was holding her up like a baby as his
dick was rubbing against her swollen pussy.  I couldn't imagine that this
old man was so strong that he was able to carry my didi who was a bit bulky
and trated her like a doll in his arms.  I guess that is something my
napunsak jija could never do.  Masood was really showing her what real
fucking meant and the best part was that the fucking didn't even start.  So
Masood continued teasing her for 10mins and finally did couldn't stand it
anymore and yelled, "chod de mujhe, aur bardasht nehi hota."

   Masood was elated with this reply and said "ab aayi na rundi line pe,
aaj tujhe aise chodunga ki har raat mere hi lund ke sapne dekhke panty
geela karegi." He then thought that foreplay was over and it was getting
dark outside so better sink his black, dirty lund into this maal fast
before her husband calls.  But I was amazed that there was no bed or table
in the small room but only a dirty carpet.  But I guess that is all that
masood needs so he laid didi flat on the carpet with her ass facing me. 
She was being bashful and closed her legs so I couldn't see her most
private part which till now only jijaji had seen.

   Masood wasn't a man to be fucked with and he became angry and laughed,
"saali 2 kaudi ki raand mere dukan me nangi leti hui hai, tere pure badan
ko maine nocha hai aur ab sati savitri ban rahi hai, chal khol!" saying
that he gave a mighty slap on her massive ass, "cccchhhharak!!!" and didi
yelled "uiiiiii" masood used that split second to hold both her ankles and
spread them wide exposing her precious choot.  Her choot was absolutely
hairless and looked like a pussy of a teenager who had been unfucked.  It
like a delicate flower; thing pussy lips with pink insides and a nut like
clit on the top.  Masood laughed and said, "arre rundi teri choot toh
bilkul bacchi ki tarah hai, koi nehi aaj isse chodke bhosda banaunga"....
"aaj tujhe pata chalega asli chudai mard se kisse kehte hai, tu aaj kali se
phool banegi." Didi was laying with her legs spread, badly exposing her
delicate pussy towards me.  Her pink pussy lips looked like a beautiful
flower.  Masood took his hand inbetween her legs and began massaging her
pussy.  First he started with her thighs than he moved closer to her pussy
lips and finally he began to run his index finger up and down her slit.  I
could see that after some time her pussy was glistening with the juices it
was secreting.  Masood then decided to increase the tempo and with his
finger began to rub her clit on top of her pussy.  He started out slow and
then started moving his finger at a furious speed on her clit, occasionally
he was pinching and slapping her pussy lightly.  Didi was having a time of
her life, all fear and shyness had gone from her and she was behaving like
a true slut, rubbing her own breasts and making sounds like "oooooh,
aaaaaah, hmmmmmph" Masood said, "hahaha raand maza aaya na, aaj tujhe
jannat ki sair karwaunga" (hahaha slut, are you having fun?  Today I will
give you a tour of heaven).  He then lubricated his finger in her pussy
juices and put his finger in his pussy and began to finger her furiously.
Didi by this time was in 7th heaven.

   Then Masood said "tere ek trick dikhata hu jo ki tera napunsak pati ko
pata nehi hoga" (I'll show you a trick that your impotent might not be
aware of) saying that he bent his finger and attacked her G-spot and with
his thumb began to mash her clit.  Didi was surprised by this sudden
assault and just gasped "aaaaaaah, uffffff, grrrrrrr" she began shaking
like a malaria patient and moving her legs wildly.  I guess she had lost
her touch in reality and now for her only pleasure at the hands of Masood
existed.  There was a huge amount of juice flowing from her pussy, it
looked like a waterfall from where I stood.  Masood slyly remarked, "Sali
chinal, badi sati savitri banne ka dhong karti hai toh yeh kya hai?  (slut,
you pretend to be a chaste woman than what is this?) saying that he took
two fingers, swiped it across her pussy slit, and held it against the
light, his fingers where shimmering from the pussy juice she had just
spent. Didi couldn't say anything and just did something surprising, she
bent forward, grabbed Masood's giant circumcised cock and pulled it forward
towards her pussy Masood almost lost balance and fell on her but he pulled
away and said "itni bhi kya jaldi hai rundi, thoda ruk jaa tera choot ka
cachummar thodi der me bhi banaunga, Masood she chudne aayi hai, tujhe aaj
100% customer satisfaction milega" (what is the hurry, just wait a little,
I will pulverize your pussy in sometime, you're here to be fucked by
Masood, I won't let you leave without 100% customer satisfaction."

   Then he asked her whether her husband has ever eaten her pussy to which
she said no, Masood laughed and said "tere jaisi Rundi ko khula chor diya
issi se pata chalta hai kitna bada chutiya hai, tu mere bivi hoti tab toh
yaha se parchoon ki dukan pe bhi na jane du" (Your husband must be a real
retard leaving a hot wife like you, had you been my woman, I wouldn't even
let you go to the nearby grocery store).  Then he moved to in between her
legs and his face was just a few inches from her pussy.  He said "rundi
tayyiar ho ja, tereko jannat ki sair karwata hu" (get ready slut, I'll give
you a tour of heaven.) Didi shuddered when his hot breath hit her inner
folds and let out a fait "aaaaah." Masood didn't show any gentleness and
began to French kiss her pussy like it were her mouth.  He was licking,
sucking, biting her pussy lips and her clit.  Didi was looking very sexy as
she was shuddering, shivering and moving here and there in pain and
pleasure.  It seemed like the low class brute completely owned her like a
slave.  Didi was thrashing around too much because this was the first time
in her life that someone had eaten her pussy and this was annoying Masood
so he once again gave her a massive slap on her ass which stunned her
enough that he could grab her by the ankles and pull them either side of
her head.  Didi was lying completely exposed like this with her open pussy
in front of his face like a flower.  Masood didn't show any mercy and began
slurping, licking and biting her pussy.  Didi was making wild noises form
the sudden burst of pleasure; "aaaaaaaaaaaaah, eeeeeeeeh, uiiiiiiii,
grrrrrrrr" From time to time Masood was also taking his tongue and rimming
her ass hole which was very exciting for her, you could tell whenever he
did that because didi would let out a yelp "uiiiiiiii." Madood then took
his hands and began massaging her boobs and pinching and tuning her
nipples. All this was too much for her and didi fainted for a little while.
It must have been only a few seconds but when didi finally came to her
senses she saw masood was lying on top of her face to face with his dirty
beard tickling her breasts and his massive cock only millimeters away from
her rosy pussy.

   Masood said, "ab mai tera sub kuch le lunga; teri izzat, tera mann
sanman, ab toh bas maeri rakhael hai, mai jaise chahu wasi tujhe chodunga"
(now I'm about to take everything from you; your chastity, your self
respect, from now on you're just my slut, I can fuck you however I want).
He began to rub his circumcised purple cockhead on her slit and this sent
shivers through didi's body.  Her shivering was making her boobs jiggle
like jelly which was exciting the brute, Masood even more.  He's cock grew
hard with every rub until it reached the size of an iron pole.  He said
"theek se pani chod, apne lund ko isse chikna karunga, dekh aggar sukha
raha toh teri chut phat jaigi aur tu chichegi" (cum well because I'm going
to lubricate my cock with it, if my cock is try it'll rip your pussy and
you'll scream in pain).

   He was nearly ready and pushed the swollen mushroom head of his cock
into her soft insides and didi said, "ruko!  Condom chada lo" (wait!  Put
on a condom), Masood said "kyu be rundi mujhe joi bimari hai kya ya fir
tujhe hai" (what is it slut?  Do I have a disease or do you?)

   Didi meekly said that, "nehi mujhe pregnant nehi hona hai, mai abhi
fertile hu, mere pati ne bhi mujhe bina condom ke nehi choda hai" (no I
don't want to get pregnant now, I'm in my fertile period, I didn't even let
my husband fuck me without a condom" Masood was annoyed and said "saali
chutiya hai tera pati, tera jaise mast maal ko plastic chadake chodta hai,
mai tujhe chamdi satake chodunga, maa bane toh bane, mere bacche ko tu aur
tera napunsak pati palega...  roj tere mote mote mumme ke dudh pike bada
hoga" (stupid slut, you Husband is a retard that he fucks you with a
plastic on, I'm going to take you skin to skin, nothing in between, If you
become pregnant than let it be...  you and your husband will raise my
illegitimate child, he will grow strong drinking milk from your huge milk
tankers).  Didi was now scared at the prospect of Masood refusing to put on
a condom and began to have second thoughts.  she tried getting away form
underneath Masood but he had already anticipated this and slapped her
across the face.  As didi laid there stunned he took his cock and began
rubbing it against her clit.  The pleasure was really overwelhming for didi
and she began shaking again and to make matters worse Masood took one of
her nipples in his mouth and began sucking on them while he was tweaking
her other nipple with his rough hands.

   All didi could say way "neeeehiiiii mat karo, ufffff" (ohhhh don't do
this to meeeee).  Masood then took his rock hard cock and positioned it at
her entrance and give a slight push until his door knob sized cock head was
inside her pussy.  Then he groaned and gave a massive push, didi's eyes
almost popped out of her socked at she yelled "oooooouuuuuuuucccccch,
aaaaaaah" Masood immediately held his hand against her mouth and said,
"kutiya, itni tez challaiegi toh puri basti yaha aajaigi teri choot marne"
(bitch!  If you shout so much the whole slum will gather here to fuck your
pussy).  He put his hands on her mouth and gave an even bigger push she
arched her back and fainted from the extreme pain.  Masood than parted her
legs.  I could clearly see that even after all this pussy his dark black
cock was only 1 inch inside her delicate choot, it was its thickness that
wasn't letting it go inside.  He parted her legs as far as they would bend
to maximize the streaching of her pussy and gave another mighty push.  Didi
gained conscienceness and started screming, Masood realized the situation
and he bent forward and put his mouth against his and started kissing her
wildly.  I could see tears roll down didi's fair face.  After about 10mins
he loosened up a bit and began fucking her slowly.  Didi began to moan like
"aaaah aaaah, yes, yes, uhhhh" she said "aapka lund kitna bada hai, bade
mushkil se he pura le paayi" (your cock is so big, its only with great
difficulty that I could take it all in).  He laughed and said "abhi pura
liya hi kaha hai" (do you really think you've taken it all in) Didi was
surprised and reached down to grad his cock, she grabbed it and felt that
atleast 5 inches are still outside her pussy, she than slid her hands down
and felt his low hanging tennis ball sized balls and began to massage them.
Masood began to moan and groan at this sudden pleasure.

   When Masood felt the time is right he grabbed didi's hands and put them
at either side of her head, as they were pinned down by his huge palms,
Masood said "le rundi ab mere lund ka 2nd installment le, aaj ke baad teri
yeh chot ek phool se bhosda ban jaigi, kisi gandi gutter jaisi ghasti ki
bur" (from today your pussy will become like a open gutter, a whore's pussy
after taking my cock).  Masood than bent forward gave her a long smooch
than moved to her nipples and bit them quite hard and in the same time
thrust the rest of his cock into her tight pussy in one massive push.  She
almost died then and there, she was in so much pain, She was flailing her
legs but all to no use, her hands were pinned down by Masood's hands.  She
kept arching her back and thrusting out her boobs, Masood saw them as
invitation and began to lick, such and flick them with her tongue.  After
keeping his cock there for some time when the pain subcided a bit and didi
was in a position to talk, he began slowly thrusting.  He varied this
thrusts from playful jerks to cruel thrusts where he took his cock out to
only where his cock head was inside her pussy and then thrust it brutally
inside until his balls slapped against her ass.  He kept on saying "aaaaaah
rundi teri choot me kitni aag hai, aaj tak maine kabhi itni tight choot
nehi chodi aaj toh Masood ka lucky day hai" (aaaaah slut your pussy is so
tight and warm, looks like today is my lucky day).  I could see just how
tight her pussy is because every time he pulled his cock out I could see
didi's pink pussy forming like a glove on his cock.  The ridges formed by
the veins on his cock and the mushroom shaped cockhead was creating quite a
sensation in her pussy because by now she was completely out of her mind!
She was moving like a fish out of water on the carpet which was by now
completely wet by her sweat and pussy juices.  The whole room smelled of
sweat and sex.  Masood was by now thrusting into her like a machine gun and
didi was moaning and groaning like a fucking cheap slut looking for a tip
from her customer.  All of a sudden Masood pulled out of her pussy, didi
was taken aback and tried to push her pussy forward to meet him but Masood
kept rubbing his cock on her clit and told her "Rundi mere se aur bardasht
nehi hota, tere bur me aur 2mins bhi raha toh me tere ander mera pani chor
dunga" (slut I cant stand it anymore If my cock remains in your pussy even
for a second I'll cum) Didi said "aaaaaah chod mujhe, mat tadpa, dal de
apna lund" (aaaaaaaah fuck me now, don't tease me, shove your cock inside
me).  Masood said "dekh le, aggar tere ander maine apna pani daal diya toh
tu pregnant ho jayegi, mera pani bahut tez hai aurat ke bacchedani me aate
hai maa bana deta hai, bata kutiya banegi mere najayez bacche ki maa? 
Jabbhi be tu seshe me apne mote mote jhulte hue milk tanker momme aur
football jaise pet ki dekhigi tujhe meri kalakari ki yaad aayegi."
(reconsider it, if I discharge inside you than for sure you will become
pregnant, my sperms are very strong, they never miss their mark, they will
make a girl pregnant as soon as they enter a woman's womb, tell me slut do
you want to raise my illegitimate baby, do you want to feel proud every
time you look into the mirror and see those milk tankers hanging heavy with
milk and that belly swollen like a football).

   I guess didi didn't have a choice, if its one thing I know about women
is that once they're warmed up their logic goes out the window and they
make the most stupid decisions.  Didi was the same she said "haaaan haaan
sabke liye tayyiar hu, tu bas chod de mujhe, aur mat tadpa" Do Masood did
as she wished and plunged his cock inside her pussy and after 2-3 powerful
thrusts thrust it deep and rested it at the entrance of her womb and let
loose gallons of sperms inside of her.  Didi looked so pleased like a
thirsty man given that sip of cold water.  He flung her head back, wrapped
her legs around Masood's well built body and scratched his back as she
collapsed, savoring that warmth inside her womb that was Masood's baby
making sperm.  Masood then pulled out his cock from her pussy with a loud
plop and atleast 2 tablespoon of his thick white sperm leaked out.  Masood
quickly grabbed a bundle of sarees and put it under didi's butt so that his
cum did not leak and waste on the carpet, he then took his finger collected
the dropped cum and rubbed it on her lips by saying "jaani yeh badi kimti
cheez hai, isko barbad nehi karte, jaane mere kitne hazaro nagayez aulade
iss sheher me ghoom rahe hai, jinki mao ko maine tere jaise toda hoga iss
room me." (Darling this is a very expensive stuff, don't waste it, I have
lost count how many thousands of bastard children I must have had in this
city alone whose mother's were hifi sluts like you and who I broke down in
this very room).  Saying this he gave several playful slaps on didi's pussy
thap thap thap.  Didi didn't react because every ounce of energy had been
sucked out of her in this brutal fucking and breeding session.  Didi lay
there for some time, Masood's pearl white cum was leaking out of her pussy
like a waterfall.  After some time didi got to her senses and saw the wall
clock, it was quite late already.  She was shocked and scrambled to get up.

   Masood- Kaha jaa rahi hai saali raand (where are you doing fucking
whore)

   Didi- Mujhe ghar jana hai, kaafi der ki nikli hui hu (i have to reach
home, I've been out for too long)

   Masood- Saali Rundi tujh jaisa gadriya maal pake agar maine itni jaldi
chor diya toh mai duniya ka sabse bada chutiya kehlaunga (fucking slut
after getting my hands on such a plump bitch like you, If I let you go than
I'd be called the world's greatest fool)

   Didi- nehi chor do mujhe mera pati ghar pahuch chukka hoga, zada der
kiya toh woh police bula sakta hai (no leave me my husband must have
reached home, if there is more delay he may call the police)

   Masood hearing that logic understood that didi had a point so he took
didi's phone from her purse and gave it to her

   Masood- le apne chutiya pati ko call kar aur bol ki tu yaha mera lund ka
jhula jhul rahi hai aur aaj raat ko mere se ek gift leke hi jaygi (here
call your dumb ass husband and tell him that you're getting fucked by me
and will do so for the entire night and will return with a gift)

   Didi completely missed what Masood meant by a gift but I understood very
well, he meant that he was going to impregnate her with his seed.  I always
knew that these poor ruffians have a habit of entrapping and impregnating
young women from good families.  They just love to see their victim's belly
swell with their "gift" and for her and her husband to raise that bastard
child as their own.  I bet half the city's women have been fucked by this
brute because this guy was truly an expert in breaking down bitches and
putting "gifts" inside their womb.

   Didi- dialled jiju's number, hello haan mai aaj mere sahi ke yaha thairi
hu,woh akeli hai aur uski tabiyet kharab hai....  (hello, yeah, I'm at my
friend's place, she's ill and alone in the city)...

   Masood realised the precarious situation of didi and using is devilish
brain he put his index finger on didi's pussy and began to massage her
clit, in the mean while he put the other hand on her nipples and began
tweaking it like a radio knob.  Didi- aaaaaaah eeeee Jiju- must have asked
her what's up and is there any problem Didi- nehiiii uffff yaha bahut
macchar hai aaah, chalo kal milti huuuu humphhhh (nooooo ufff there are
many mosquitoes hereeeee, byeeeee see u tomoro)

   Masood was impressed and said "saali rundi pehli baar apni pati ko dhoka
de rahi hai kya?  Lagta toh nehi hai, kyu kaha kaha chuwa chuki hai?"
(stupid slut, is this the 1st time you're getting fucked outside marriage,
it doesn't look like it, tell how many times have you been fucked?).

   Didi felt insulted by this accusation, Masood was trying to show her
what a cheap slut she was, which ironically she had become and this angered
her.  She turned around and started to get up from the floor and in the
process turned her plump ass towards Masood.  This was a big mistake


   Masood was like an old wolf who knew all the behaviour of his prey.  He
quickly seized the opportunity and slapped her ass hard "CHARRRAAAAK" Didi
was taken aback by this sudden pain and fell into the doggy position.  She
was facing me so I clearly saw her face which was contorted due to the
sudden pain, but more appeasing and mouth watering was the way her big
boobs dangled and almost touched the floor.  Masood then approached her
pussy from the back, didi's plump ass was so big that I couldn't see
Masood's face all I could see was that didi's ass was like two giant hills
in the background with a nice deep ass crack.

   Masood than smooched didi's lips (the one between her legs) I couldn't
see it directly but form didi's facial expression I knew exactly what he
was doing.  Her face was very contorted like she was in the 7th heaven of
pleasure.  Masood was kissing her clit lightly and licking it, and then he
began running his tongue up and down her slit.  Didi was now a mere toy in
the hands of this brute.  I could see beads of sweat forming on her chest,
running down her boobs and dripping from her nipples, this thing was enough
to send shockwaves through her body.  Everytime a bead dripped her whole
body shook from the pleasure.  I could also see drops dripping from between
her legs, were those her juices, Masood's greedy saliva or a combination of
both I don't know.

   So Masood was thoroughoutly enjoying didi's pussy.  I could hear sounds
like chuk chuk chuk slurp slurp slurp which means that he was kissing her
pussy and fucking her with his evil tongue.  Masood remarked "tum amir
aurto ki chut ka swad hi kuch alag hota hai, hamere yaha rundiyo ke chut
she badboo aati hai, pur tere choot se toh shehed jaisa swad hai" (there is
something different about the pussy juice of rich women like you, slum
women's pussy stink but yours tastes like honey).  Didi was completely lost
in this assault on her pussy and closed her eyes.  Suddenly Masood stopped
eating her pussy and didi opened her eyes to see what this brute was upto.

   Masood now backed away from her pussy, wiped his face on her petticoat
which he had threw earlier and was now standing behind her.  It was a
wonderful sight, his coal black body being eclipsed by her huge fair ass.
But Masood wasn't going to let her have it that easily.  He took his erect
cock and began rubbing it on her pussy.  Didi was totally out of her mind
and began making primal noises like a bitch in heat.  Ohhhh ufffff hmmmm
plz don't tease me, fuck me plzzzzz.  Masood said "oh Madam, mujhe itni
angreeze nehi aati, jo bolna hai, Hindi me bol" (Madam, I don't know that
much English, whatever it is say it in Hindi).  Didi after some hesitation
said "plzzz aur mat tadapao mujhe, chod dalo" (please don't tease me
anymore, fuck me now).

   Masood said "dekh le pehle hi mai tere ander jhad chukka hu, ek aur baar
kiya toh tu toh kya, teri maa bhi pregnant ho jaigi, bata pale gi mere
najayez bacche ko?" (look I've already cummed inside you, if I do it again
that let alone you, even your mother will get pregnant, are you sure, are
you ready to bear my child).  Didi was too lost in this teasing and said
"yes I'll do anything just fuck me plz." Masood obliged and held his cock
in his hands, and after 2-3 pumps of it he positioned his cock's bulbous
head on didi's but and gave a mighty push.  It sounded like a giant fart,
prrrrrrrr, brrrrrr, Masood laughed hysterically and said, "dekha rundi tere
kamsin kali choot ko kaise ek ganda bhosda bana diya, ab yeh kasa hua
karara chut nehi balki ek muncipalty ka gutter ban chukka hai.  (Hahaha see
slut I made good on my word, I fucked you so badly that your pussy is no
longer a delicate flower but it's like a well used pussy of a whole, it's
not tight anymore but split open like a municipality drain." So Masood
began to pump her furiously and was enjoying the loud noises her pussy was
making prrrrrrrr, brrrrrrr, fach, fach, fach as well has his balls and
thighs hitting her ass, thap thap thap...  All this mixed with my didi's
moans and groans uiiii, aaaaah, noooo, uffff, uimaaa.  It was like a
terrific orchestra of fucking going on there.

   For Masood it was nothing new, he had probally broken down hundreds of
women; young, old, rich poor, right on the very same spot so he knew
exactly what to do.  He grabbed Didi's hair and pulled it back, this made
didi almost stand upright and I could clearly see her giant breasts were
swaying to his thrusts.  Masood than was holding didi's hair with one hand
like the reigns of a horse and his other hands were mashing her breasts. 
He went absolutely wild, he was pinching, slapping, kneading and clenching
her giant swaying boobs.  He brought his face close to her ear and
whispered "saali raand abhi se tere mumme aur chuttar itne bhaari hai, ek
baccha nikalne ke baad tu ekdam south ki heroine lagegi...  pata nehi
lidkiya itne paise plastic sergeon ko kyo dete hai, mere se kuch weeks
chudte hi unke size 3 measurements badh jata hai....  ab toh tujhe apne har
naya kacchi, bra, aur dress mere se hi silni padegi kyoki purani toh tere
chote padh jaienge" (bitch, even now your breasts and ass is so big, after
getting pregnant and making a baby from me, imagine your assets will grow
large by 3 whole dress sizes, now you'll have to stitch all your panties,
bra and dresses from me because all your old ones will be too tight.  I
don't know why women for for plastic surgery for making their boobs bigger,
getting fucked by me for few weeks for free would do the trick).

   He was fucking her mercilessly, I was amazed at this goon's stamina and
energy he was moving so fast that even my eyes had trouble following him.
In some of his long strokes his dick head was hitting the door of didi's
uterus and his was causing her pain, you could clearly see that whenever he
did a long stroke didi's winced her lips in pain and closed her eyes.  In
on of these massive strokes Masood lost his grip on didi's hair and didi
fell forward, luckily her boobs acted like pillows and she didn't get hurt
.  Masood's cock slipped out with a plop but it was still erect and
glistening with didi's juices.

   It was a devilish sight, didi had fallen down on her belly, her
dishevelled hair covered her face but the bulges of her boobs were clearly
visible, crushed by her own weight.  Didi's ass was bulging out even while
lying down and looked like two giant curvy hills with a valley in between
which was wet due to dripping Masood's cum.  Masood was looking like a
monster who had just vanquished his enemy and stood there like a victorious
warrior, his entire body was glowing with a thin film of sweat, his cock
looked like a metal rod without a hint of slag, and his balls hung down
like two cricket balls with enough sperm to impregnate every woman on this
planet.  Masood knew that this was nearly the end, but good for him, it was
also his favourite position.  He took one hard look at her ass and said
"rundi yeh toh mera favourite position hai, ab maza aayega" (bitch this is
my favourite position, now I'll have fun" he bent down and lied on top of
didi.  The contrast looked like an Oreo cream biscuit with his dark body in
stark contrast to the fair body of my dear didi.  He took his cock and put
it in between her ass and began to rub it...  Didi made a weird face as
like she didn't know how to react to this deviant behavious.

   Masood than extended his hands and grabbed the hands of my didi and
extended them out, without guidance and relying solely on experience Masood
positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and gave a push.  This
time as Didi was lying with her legs closed so her pussy walls were closed
it was tight.  Didi was in great pain and was wiggling to get out but
Masood had already grabbed her hands, she was no match for his strength. 
All I could see from my position was didi's frantic wiggling attempts and
the jiggling it produced in her boobs and Masood kissing, licking and
biting her earlobes and neck.  Eventually Masood's cock found her pussy's
entrance and went inside.  Didi was shocked, her entire body went stiff as
Masood was pounding her into bliss.  He used didi's plump ass like a pillow
and was giving mighty strokes which were making waves on her plump ass and
legs.  Masood said tere pati ka lund toh itna bada hoga nehi ki iss
position me teri chudai kar paaye, jaani iss position me bahut hi kam log
chudai kar paate hai, aur woh bhi jab koi gadriya rundi chud rahi hoti hai,
power, stamina aur ek lamba mazboot lund chahea." (your impotent cuckold
husband must not have the skills to fuck you in this position, very few men
can, it takes a whole lot of power, stamina, and a big and powerful cock,
especially if the bitch is as voluptuous as you).

   It was clearly his favourite position and he had lots of practice, he
was grinding into didi like a machine, he fucked her by thrusting,
wiggling, jumping....  he fucked her by holding her massive tits from
underneath and squeezing them and by putting one hand around her boobs and
the other around her neck.  It looked quite brutal, like he was trying to
choke her, but didi looked like she was lost, she had given her honour, her
married life, her way of life for this cheap brute a long time ago.  After
about half an hour fucking her in this position he made a roar like a lion
and pushed as deep as he could, didi screamed on top of her voice
aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh nehiiiiiiii I guess he had pushed so deep that his cock
was half way inside her womb and he was directly discharging her sperm into
her ovaries.  Clearly Masood was totally exhausted he pulled out and it
left a few strands of cum still connecting his cock and didi's pussy which
was by now totally destroyed.  But I know what ever cum fell out, atleast
10 times more was still inside, and waiting to put a baby inside her belly.

   It was getting quite late for me also and to avoid any suspicion I also
headed home, anyways there was no more action left.  Masood slept on his
back on the floor with his wet, deflated but still impressive cock smeared
in didi's pussy juice and his own sperm and didi lay there, passed out,
like a defeated slut on her belly with cum leaking out of her pussy.

   Didi came home late morning after Jiju has left for office, I opened the
door and I could tell that she was in a disorganized state.  Her hair was
dischevaled, her cloathes were a mess, she didn't have any make up on and
smelled of sweat and cheap alcohol.  I asked her where she was and she told
me that she was at a friend's place who had met an accident, the same
excuse she gave jiju last night .

   I could see that her boobs were hanging a bit lower than ususal and
jiggling, her erect nipples were visible through the thin material of her
blouse, which also had sweat stains from last night.  Suddenly it came to
my mind that Masood had taken didi's bra and panty as a trophy and she was
basically naked inside the blouse.  She said "kya dekh rahe ho" (what are
you looking at) I said sorry didi come inside, and offered her a glass of
water.  I could clearly see that she was limping from the merciless fuck
she had received the day before.  She turned to me and handed me a chit of
paper and said this is for the dress I had given for stitching to masterji,
can you please go in the afternoon and fetch it, I'm very tired from
yesterday, I'll go to my room and sleep now.

   Inside I knew exactly why she was tired and understood her condition.  I
told her that yes I will get it.  She than went upstairs into her room, I
could clearly see the thin fabric of her Saree lodged in her ample butt
crack confirming my suspicion that Masood had indeed taken her panties. 
Inside I felt very naughty and dirty to be able to go back to the same
place where I had witnessed didi getting a marathon fuck only the day
before.

   When it was afternoon I went to Masood's shop in the slums and as soon
as he saw me he was grinning form ear to ear.  I sort of understood that
something was amiss here, this was confirmed when he handed me a packet of
didi's finished clothes even without seeing the chit or asking for payment.
So I asked him with surprise "aap aap aapko kaiso pata ki mujhe yehi packet
chahea" (how how how did you know that I came here for this packet only).
Masood let off a hearty laugh and told me not to play dumb.  He said, "beta
zada chalak mat bano, mujhe sab pata hai, jab tumhari didi yaha rundiyo ki
tarah thuk rahi thi, yeh chotu, piche se tumhari video bana raha tha yaha
apni didi ko dekh kar muth marte hue" (son don't act smart, when your
sister was being banged here like a common whore, my worker here was
filming you watching and masturbating to the whole scene." Then he said
don't believe me?  Than watch this, he showed me a clip on his mobile of me
watching my own sister getting fucked in his shack, I must have been so
busy watching that I didn't realise that someone was filming me.  He also
said that he had similar clips of didi getting fucked as well from various
hidden cams inside his shack.

   I was absolutely petrified because now Masood the tailor had clips which
could potentially ruin didi's and my life as well.  I began to think that
he will be blackmailing us.  Masood realised my problem and said "beta
chinta mat kar, mai aisa waisa aadmi nehi, jo karunga hum dono ke maze ke
liye karunga" (don't worry son, I'm not that kind of person, whatever I'll
do, I'll do for both of our enjoyment).  He than told me to go home and
that he'll call me in a few days.

   I went home and was really worried about the turn of events, I was
dreading that Masood might call me and demand money and threaten to release
the videos.  I was even thinking of going to the police.  Than in about
3dys he called me and said that he has worked out a plan which will be good
for us both.  He said that he will fuck didi in our own home and if I
cooperate will let me fuck her as well.  I was really sceptical and excited
about this and told him how, he just said come to my shack in the afternoon
and bring the house keys.

   I went to his shack as told, he took my house keys and made an
impression on a bar of soap, and told me that he's going to come with a
couple of friends and gangbang my didi in front of me and if situation
allows will invite me to join.  My heart skipped several beats and I was
surprised and said, "Masood bhai, sach me yeh ho payega?  Koi lafda toh
nehi hoga?" (brother Masood, can this really work?!  Will there be any
problem?" Masood reassured me that this was not the first time he did this,
he also told me that he charged about Rs.  50,000 for this service but
since he found my didi so sexy he wanted to do it for free and needed my
cooperation for the same.  He also gave me back didi's phone that she had
forgotten there and asked me about some photos in her album, I said that
they were relatives (cousin, mami, and chachi) Masood was scratching his
dick and asked whether I can invite them over for a few days and he could
fuck them all also.  I said it will be difficult but I'll try, he said that
he'll let me fuck them all also.  I was absolutely elated, this was going
to be a dream come true.  All the females in my family are typical
Punjabis; huge milk tankers, rounded butts, tall and hotttt.  So than he
sent me home and told me to arrange for everything and give him a call.

   This story is based on real events of my life, I will be posting more
stories shortly, if interested you can contact me at
duryodhan@protonmail.com