CHOCOLATE AND CHERRIES 

By Sahebji

My name is Sahebji. I am about to tell you my experiences with two Nepalese 
sisters, which took place few years ago. 

One night, few years ago friends of my in laws invited my wife and me for dinner. 
“Uncle, aren’t you going to visit your son in the States this year?” my wife asked 
them when we were eating dinner. 

“We would like to but we are not sure that we can make it,” our hostess replied. 

“Why? Any problem?” my wife asked. 

"We want to visit our son but if we go then it will be for about six weeks,” she 
said, “I am very worried about the flat, especially because our maid, Maya, has 
been with us for only two months.”

"You are right. Now days, one can't be too careful. You must have checked 
Maya's background before employing her," my wife asked. 

"Oh yes, that we did. We know her aunt. She had worked for us many years ago. 
Maya is honest but she is very young and inexperienced. You know how trusting 
the young people are. She is also quite scared to be alone.”

 “Why can't her aunt stay with her?" my wife asked.

"During the day her aunt is working but she has promised to sleep here at night," 
she said. 

"Don't worry you go and enjoy your holiday. We will take care of your flat," my 
wife offered. 

“Are you sure?” our friend asked, “We don’t want to bother you.” 

“Auntie, no bother at all. Saheb comes this side very often for his work and can 
easily drop in,” my wife replied, “and whenever I am in this area I will also stop 
by.”

Few days after our friends had left; I was going to attend a meeting in the area 
where they stayed. My wife asked me to look in on the maid and see if every 
thing was in order. 

"I will do that if I have time,” I told her.

When I reached the venue of the meeting I was told that due to sudden illness of 
the Chairman the meeting had been postponed. Having a few hours at my 
disposal I decided to look up the maid. 

When I reached the house Maya recognized me and let me in. "Shaabji, aap 
baithiye main aapke liye chai lati hoon (Sir, please be seated. I will bring tea for 
you),’ she offered politely.

“No thank you,” I replied, “I am in a hurry.”

“Please, it won’t take a minute,” she insisted, “my mistress told me to offer you 
tea and refreshments whenever you came.”

Without replying I looked at the maid carefully for the first time. 

She was like other girls from Nepal. She was very fair, about 14 years old, with 
small tits and lovely features. Seeing her freshness my cock started to swell. The 
thought of fucking her started to germinate in my mind. I was sure that she was a 
virgin. I could visualize her tight choot (cunt) and my lund (cock) became stiff. No 
harm in trying I thought. 

"Thank you Maya, I would love a cup of hot tea," I said, sitting down. 

As she walked away from me I watched her swinging ass. Yes, I will really enjoy 
opening her choot,” I thought, stroking my hard cock.

When she brought the tea I said, "Apne liye bhi ek piyala le aa (Bring another cup 
and join me)." 

When she returned with the cup, I invited her to sit next to me. This gesture 
pleased her. While sipping our tea, I asked, "Maya aren't you a little young to be 
working so far away from your native place?" 

"Shaabji, it can't be helped. My father does not keep good health and therefore 
cannot work full time. He does odd jobs but his earnings are very meager. My 
mother cannot leave home. She has to look after my father and my two younger 
sisters.” 

“Being the eldest I had to take up a job. This job here is very important to me and 
my family because without the wages I earn here my family would starve," Maya 
explained.

While she spoke I placed my arm round her shoulders in a fatherly manner. "You 
must make sure that you work diligently and honesty," I advised her. 

“Yes shaabji, I will not disappoint my employers,’ Maya said.

“Maya, tell me some thing about your family,” I said. 

I suddenly kissed her on her cheek while she blabbered away about her family. 
“Aap kya kar rahe hain? (What are you doing?)” she asked, getting agitated. 

 “Tu itni pyaari lag rahi thi mujhse raha nahin gaya (You look so pretty that I 
couldn’t help myself),” I said. 

She enjoyed the compliment. “Aapko main achchi lagti hoon? (You think I am 
pretty?” she asked blushing. 

“Very pretty,” I replied, kissing her again, “go on, tell me more.” 

With a happy smile she continued to talk. I kissed her several times without any 
objection from her. 

“Maya, mujhe bhi ek chummi dede (Maya, give me a kiss),” I said.

She turned to kiss me. I took her face in my hands and kissed her on her lips. 
Taking her lower lip between my lips I sucked on it. She looked at me strangely. 

For a moment I thought she was about to object but before she could say 
anything I said, “Maya, tere honth kitne mithe hain. Tu zaroor bahut  mitha khati 
hai (Maya, your lips are very sweet. I bet you eat lots of sweets).” 

“Nahin, mujhe mitha achcha nahin lagta. Mujhe chocolate bahut achchi lagti hai 
(No, I don’t like sweets but I love eating chocolates),” she replied innocently. 

I made a mental note of it. 

Stealthily, I moved my hand down. At first, I lightly caressed her tits with my 
fingertips and then started to squeeze them. Maya jumped up. “Yeh kya kar 
rahain aap? (What are you doing?)” she complained. 

“Tere mamme bahut khoobsoorat hain iss liye thorde se daba liye (Your tits are 
so pretty that I could not resist pressing them),” I said. 

“You are a bad man,” she said and stood up to leave.

To divert her attention, I pointed to her earrings and said, “Teri earrings bahut 
hee khoobsoorat hain. Kya asli hain? (Your earrings are very pretty. Are they 
real?)” 

“Achche hain na? Maine khud choose kare hain. Asli jaisse lagte hain na per 
hain nakli (They are nice aren’t they? I chose them myself. They look real don’t 
they but they are imitations),” she laughed, sitting down again.

“Haan bilkul asli lagte hain. Wahan nahin idhar baith (Yes, they look real. Not 
there come sit here),” I said, pulling her on my lap.

I was freely kissing her now and manipulating her beautiful tits without any 
objection from her. I took the nipples between my fingers and slowly rubbed 
them. 

“AAHhh,” she moaned loudly. I continued rubbing and pinching them. 

“Shaabji, intni zor se mat ragardo (Sir, please don’t rub them so hard),” she 
complained softly.

I asked, “Acchha lagta hain na? (It feels nice, doesn’t it?)” 

She blushed but kept quiet. 

For the next hour or so I kept playing with her tits, nipples and kissing her. She 
was enjoying herself. She started to pant as the feeling of pleasure increased. 
She put her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes. She was moaning with 
pleasure. By the sounds she was making, I was confident that I had made her 
choot wet. 

After two hours of kissing and coddling, I said, “I must go now. I will come 
tomorrow again,” and took my leave. 

The first phase of seducing Maya was a success. During this visit I learned that 
Maya was susceptible to praise, loved eating chocolates, wearing imitation 
jewelry and how important her job was for her family in Nepal. 

The next day I bought two slabs of imported chocolates and went to see her 
again. She gave me a welcoming smile and again brewed some tea. While we 
were drinking tea I got down to my games. I took her in my arms and kissing her 
pressed her boobs. During this time I kept praising her beauty. She was lapping it 
all up. 

I took out a slab of chocolate and asked her if she would like to have it. 

“Haan, please mujhe de do (Yes, please give it to me),” she said. 

“Theek hai. Main yeh tere liye hee laya hoon per tujhe bhi mera ek kaam karna 
hoga (Sure, I have brought it for you only but you will have to do something for 
me),” I said.

She asked, “Kya? (What?)” 

“Main tere khoobsoorat mamme dekhna chahata hoon (I want to see your 
beautiful tits),” I said. 

She did not like this and said so. “Theek hai, agar tu aissa hee chahati hai tau 
chocolate waisse hee lele (All right, if that is how you feel then here take it),” I 
said in a hurt tone.

“Aap bura maan gaye kya? Lo dekh lo per inhain choona nahin (Are you angry 
with me? Okay, you can see them but don’t touch them),” she said. 

I could sense that there was more to be had. “Dekhne main kya mazaa jab main 
inhain choo nahin sakta? (What is the fun in just seeing them if I can’t touch 
them?)” I told her. She did not say anything and I took it as her tacit approval and 
started to undo her kameez (top half of ladies dress called salwar kameez) 
buttons. 

After undoing them I put my hand inside her kameez and pressing her boobs 
rubbed the nipples. During this period I kept kissing her face, lips etc constantly. 
After a few minutes I tried to take her kameez off. 

“Please meri kameez mat uttaro (Please don’t take off my kameez),” she 
pleaded. 

“Maya, please uttarne de. Main teri dono chuchiyon ko ek saath dekhna chahata 
hoon (Maya, please let me take it off. I want to see both your tits together),” I 
requested her. 

Soon I had her kameez off and saw the most gorgeous pair of tits I had ever 
seen. “Maya, maine itne khoobsoorat mamme pahele kabhie mahin dekhe 
(Maya, I have not seen such beautiful boobs before),” I said, whistling. She 
blushed and lowered her eyes. 

I pulled her to me and took one nipple in my mouth and started to suck it. She 
started to make animal like noises, obviously enjoying the sensation, she was 
experiencing for the first time in her life. While sucking her nipples my hand stole 
down to her choot (cunt) and started to rub it. 

As soon as she realized what my hand was doing she jumped back and grabbing 
her kameez covered her tits. “Aapne meri choot pe haath kyon lagaya? (Why did 
you touch my cunt?)” she demanded angrily.

“I wanted to feel it,” I said, giving her my best smile.

She was now suspicious of my intentions. “Aap akhir kya chahate hain? (What 
do you really want?)” she asked suspiciously. 

“Main teri kori choot ko chodna chahata hoon (I want fuck your virgin cunt),” I 
replied with a straight face. 

Hearing this Maya became hysterical. I calmed her down by soothing words and 
offering her more chocolate. 

“Don’t tell anyone about what happened,” I cautioned, when she had calmed 
down, “it might get you into trouble and you might even lose your job.” 

“Please leave,” she said opening the door, “you are a bad man.”

After two days I went to visit her again. On the way I bought a very gaudy but 
pretty imitation necklace and some more chocolates. When she opened the door 
she had the security chain on. 

“What do you want?” she asked. 

“Mujhe ander aane de (Let me come in),” I replied. 

“No, you are a bad man,” she said, 

“Aap phir meri choot ko haath lagaoge (You will again touch my cunt).” 

“I had brought this for you but it is a pity I would have to return it,” I said, taking 
out the necklace and showing it to her.  I could see the greedy look in her eyes. I 
kept dangling the necklace in her face and added, “I have some nice chocolates 
too.”

“Agar main aapko ander aane doon tau aap meri choot ko choone ya chodne ki 
koshish tau nahin karoge? (If I let you in then you would not try touch my cunt or 
to fuck me?),” she asked. 

“I promise,” I replied aloud and completed the sentence in my mind, “that I will 
fuck your virgin cunt before I leave today.” 

She opened the door. When I was seated, she brewed some tea as usual and 
sat down next to me. We had our tea in silence. Maya could not contain herself 
and asked, “Give me the pretty necklace”. 

”You can have it provided you let me put it round your neck,” I said.

At first she looked at me with suspicious eyes but later she agreed. I asked her to 
get up and standing behind her tried to put it on her. Not being used to such 
things, the necklace slipped out of my hands and fell into her cleavage. 
She laughed loudly and tried to take it out. 

“Mujhe nikalne de (Let me take it out),” I said quickly.

“Nahin, aap meri chuchiyan dabaoge (No, you will squeeze my tits),” she said, 
refusing.

“Promise main koyi gardbard nahin karoonga (I promise that I will not do any 
hanky-panky),” I said raising my right hand. 

Hesitatingly she let me. I put my hand inside her kameez and took it out, letting 
my hand only brush against her tits. I tried again and this time I dropped it on 
purpose. 

She laughed, thinking it was a great game. 

Once the necklace fell right through and came out from below. Next time when it 
fell in I said, “Main isse ab neeche se nikalunga (I will now take it out from 
below)”. 

After initial hesitancy she let me. She wanted the necklace badly. I inserted my 
hand from below and without going anywhere near her choot tried to retrieve the 
necklace. 

“Mujhe bahut tickli hoti hai. Mujhe gulguli mat karna (I am very ticklish. 
Don’t tickle me),” she giggled loudly, squirming about. 

“Hold still,” I said, “I have got it.” 

We did this a few times and each time I tickled her on purpose. 

Maya was enjoying the game and was now completely off guard. When the 
necklace fell in again, I put my hand in from the bottom and started to tickle her. 
While tickling her, I pulled open her salwar string. 

At first she did not notice it but when the salwar fell down, I grabbed at her choot, 
she shrieked and ran towards her room. I dived after her. I could not catch her 
but got hold of her salwar. The salwar got entangled in her legs and she fell 
down. 

With help of the salwar I started to pull her towards me. Recovering, she 
untangled her legs from the salwar, leaving it behind, and clad only in her 
kameez ran into the nearest room, which happened to be the master bedroom, 
and locked her self inside. 

I tried to persuade her to open the door. “Nahin, kabhie nahin! (No, never!)” she 
screamed.

“Maya, darwaza khol de. Main vada karta hoon ki main tujhe chodene ki koshish 
nahin karunga (Maya, open the door. I promise I will not to attempt to fuck you),” 
I said, trying to persuade her. 

“You are a bad man,” she repeated, “I don’t believe you anymore.” 

“Ab tu kya pahenegi? Salwar tau mere paas hai (What will you wear now? The 
salwar is with me),” I asked.

“Aapke jaane ke baad main koyi dooseri salwar pahen lungi (I will wear another 
salwar after you leave),” she replied. 

I decided to trick her into believing that I had left. I expressed my disappointment 
of not being able to fuck her loudly and made sounds of disgust. “All right, you 
win. I am going,” I said loudly. 

Throwing her salwar near the entrance, I opened the door and slammed it shut, 
to give her the impression that I had left but I did not leave and hid near by. 

Hearing the door slam and no other sound for about ten minutes she thought I 
had actually left. She came out of the room and seeing the salwar lying on the 
floor near the entrance door, she bent down to pick it up. Emerging from my 
hiding place, I caught hold of her from behind and carrying her into the master 
bedroom threw her on the double bed. 

Maya was screaming all the time, “Shaabji, mujhe chord do (Sir, please let me 
go)”. 

After I had laid her down on the bed, I quickly raised her kameez and got on top 
of her.  She continued to struggle and kept beseeching me to let her go. ‘Please 
shaabji mijhe chord do (Sir please let me go),” she pleaded. 

Calmly I took out my aching cock and placed it on the entrance of her virgin cunt.  
She must have felt it because she shouted, “SHAABJI, MUJHE MAT CHODO. 
MERE BACHCHA HO JAYEGA (SIR, PLEASE DON’T FUCK ME. I WILL GET 
PREGNANT).” 

Ignoring her pleas I pushed hard into her. ‘AAAAYYYYIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE,” she 
screamed with pain as my cock tore through her hymen and buried itself to the 
hilt inside her fuck tube. 

“Oh please don’t. It hurts,” she groaned as I commenced the in and out 
movement. As I fucked her tight choot, she continued to weep and groan with 
pain. 

After a few minutes she was suddenly quiet. I looked at her. Her eyes were 
closed, her mouth was half-open and she was breathing heavily. “She is starting 
to enjoy herself,” I thought, increasing the tempo of my fuck movement. 

“OH,” she moaned. I started to fuck her faster and harder.

“OOHHH,” she moaned after a few minutes. Her tight cunt gripped my cock like a 
vice. It was not long before I felt my sperm rise. I was now ramming my cock into 
her choot. 

“OOOOOHHHHHH,” she moaned loudly as I unloaded my seed into her choot. 
This was one of the best fuck I had in a long time. Her cunt was real tight. 

“Teri choot bahut tight thi. Tujhe chodene main bahut mazaa aaya (Your cunt 
was very tight. I enjoyed fucking you),” I panted. 

“Get off me. You are very heavy,’ she said, trying to push me off. 

“Tu bhagene ki koshish tau nahin karegi? (You won’t try to run off?)” I asked.  

“Ab bhagene se kya fayda. Aapne meri choot tau phard hee dee hai (What is the 
use of running now. You have already deflowered me),’ she replied.  

“Tujhe apni paheli chudai kaissi lagi? (How did you like your first fuck?)” I asked, 
rolling off her, “Mazaa aaya? (Did you enjoyed it?)”

“Bahut dard huyi (It hurt very much),” she replied, making a face. 

“Jhoot bolti hai (You are lying),” I laughed and pulled off her kameez without any 
let or hindrance from her. 

Maya was now absolutely naked. She was a beautiful sight to see with her long 
black hair lying around her face and neck. Her beautiful small round boobs hard 
with their nipples pointing towards the ceiling. Her legs were slightly apart. Her 
choot, with tufts of wooly fuzz growing on it, was oozing my seed streaked with 
the blood of her shattered virginity. 

As I gazed upon her beautiful body my cock became hard again. I took her hand 
and placed it on my hard on. “Hai Ram (Oh my God)” she exclaimed, measuring 
the length and thickness of my tool with her hand, “aapka laurda tau bahut lamba 
aur mota hai. Kya yeh poora meri choti si choot main ghuss gaya tha? (Your 
cock is so long and thick. Did whole of it go inside my small cunt hole?)” 

“Of course it did,” I laughed, “Ab yeh phir teri choot main gussna chahata hai (It 
wants to go into your cunt again).” 

“Oh please, not again,” she said reluctantly.

“Arre pagli teri choot tau phat hee gayi hai, ab kum se kum chudai ka mazaa tau 
lele (Stupid, now that you have lost your cherry, you might as well enjoy the 
pleasures of fucking,” I said pushing her flat on her back and getting on top of 
her. 

“Please sir, don’t hurt me again,” she begged. 

“Don’t worry it won’t hurt again,” I replied, pushing my cock home. 

“Oh it still hurts,” she murmured, as my cock brushed against the edges of her 
torn hymen. 

This time I was much cooler. I fucked her with long slow strokes. As it was my 
second fuck in a short period it took me nearly twenty minutes to finish. In the 
meanwhile Maya came at least three times sighing loudly with pleasure. 

“Bata ab ki baar chudai kaissi lagi? (How did you enjoy this time?)” I asked, 
kissing her. 

“Achchi lagi (It was nice),” she said softly, blushing sweetly, “bahut achchi lagi (It 
was very nice).” 

“Go and make some tea and bring some thing to eat also,” I told her. She got up 
and started to wear her salwar. 

“Is some one else in the house?” I asked. 
“Of course not,” she replied. 

“Don’t wear your salwar, go as you are,” I suggested, “we’ll fuck again later.” I 
followed her into the kitchen, fondled her boobs, and rubbed her cunt while she 
prepared tea. 

After we had refreshed ourselves I fucked her two more times. Now she made no 
secret about enjoying herself. During the fuck she kept shouting, “BAHUT 
ACHCHA LAG RAHA HAI. SHAAB, AUR ZOR ZOR SE CHODO (IT FEELS VERY NICE. SIR, FUCK ME HARDER).” 

“Maya, ab main tujhe ek naya mazaa deta hoon (Maya, now I will give you 
pleasure in a different way),” I said, gluing my lips to her cunt and started to lick 
and suck her small clit. 

“Oh please don’t. My choot is dirty,” she protested. 

“Shut up and enjoy yourself,” I told her. 

She loved it. She kept repeating, “AISSA MAZAA PAHELE KABHI NAHIN AAYA. 
SHAABJI, AUR CHOOSO AUR CHOOSO (I HAVE NOT FELT SUCH PLEASURE BEFORE. SIR,
KEEP SUCKING SUCK MORE)”. I kept eating her 
choot till she came three times. 

“Now I must go,” I said, dressing. 

When I was saying goodbye I saw tears in her eyes. “Why are you crying?” I
asked, “I will come back in a few days and we will fuck again.” 

“It is not that,” she sniffled, “I am worried about getting pregnant.” 

“Agar tera yaar tujhe chodega tau bachcha ho sakta hai (You can get pregnant 
only if you let your boy friend fuck you),” I said, jokingly. 

“I have no boy friend,” she replied, getting angry, “you know that I was a virgin 
when that monster cock of yours popped my cherry.” 

“Of course you were a virgin. I was only joking,” I said, embracing her, “Relax, I 
have had vasectomy done and can’t make you pregnant.”  

“Thank God,” she said, wiping her tears, “But I still say that you are a very bad 
man.”

I laughed and before leaving I gave her the necklace and the chocolates and 
said, “I will bring more next time.” 

Two days later I was back. She asked, “Shaabji, aap itne din kahan the? (Sir, 
where were you all these days?)” Her complaint took me by surprise. 

“All these days?” I asked, “I was here the day before yesterday only.” 

“Maybe so but I waited for you all day yesterday,” she replied, pouting impishly, 
Aaj aap mere liye kya laye ho (Sir, what have you brought for me today).”

Picking her up I carried her into the bedroom. 

“Lagta hai teri choot main kuch zaida hee khujli ho rahi hai (It seems your cunt is 
itching a bit too much)” I chuckled, “koyi baat nahin mere paas iss khujli ki dawa 
hai (doesn’t matter I have the cure for this itch).”

“Oh shaab, I am so happy that you have come,” Maya bubbled, kissing me “Tell 
me what have you brought for me?”

“Tere uper wale muh ke liye main chocolate laya hoon aur tere niche wale muh 
ke liye apna laurda (I have brought chocolate for your upper mouth and for your 
lower mouth I have brought my cock),” I said, taking out a slab of chocolate from 
my pocket and freeing my erect cock from it’s confinement. 

Hearing this she blushed. 

She took the chocolate and putting a piece in her mouth, undressed quickly. She 
lay down on the bed and parting her lower lips with her fingers, said, “Yeh muh 
bhi laurda khaane ke liye tayyar hai (This mouth is also ready for your cock).” 
Then we had a glorious fuck. 

“Maya, I don’t like hair growing on your choot. Take this tube and remove them,” I 
said, giving her a tube of hair removing cream that I had brought with me. “I don’t 
know how to use it,” she said. I explained to her how to apply it. 

“Shaabji, paheli baar aap meri madad karo (Sir, please help me apply it for the 
first time),” she said.

After our combined efforts had removed her pubic hair I said, “Dekh, ab teri choot 
kitni sunder lag rahi hai (See, how beautiful your cunt is looking now).” I then 
sucked and licked her cunt till she gave up her cunt juices. 

“Oh Shaabji, kya aap meri choot hee chatete rahoge aur mujhe chodainge 
nahin? (Sir, you will keep licking my choot only or fuck me also?” she said with a 
naughty smile, “ab der mat karo aur mujhe chodo (Oh sir, please don’t delay. 
Fuck me).” In the next two hours we fucked several times before I had to go. 

After this day I agreed to give her one chocolate slab for each time I ejaculated 
during a session. I started to visit her nearly every day. Soon she enjoyed 
sucking my cock and drinking my cum. Maya was born daughter of goddess 
Venus. Once her cunt had been broached, she was game to try anything 
remotely connected with sex. 

One day we were resting after we had fucked I asked her to get some oil in a 
small bowl. Without any questions she brought it. I told her to apply oil on my 
lund. Without hesitation she started to apply it. 

She asked, “Aap apne laurde per tel kyon lagwa rahe ho? (Why do you want me 
to apply oil on your cock?)”

I said, “Main aaj teri gaand maroonga. Tel lagane se laurda chickna ho jayega 
aur tujhe dard kuch kam hoga (I am going to fuck your ass hole today. By 
applying oil on my cock it will become slippery and you will have less pain).” 

Hearing this she laughed loudly and said, “Shaabji, aap kya pagal ho gaye ho? 
Lardkiyon ki choot chodete hain, gaand tau lardkon ki marte hain kyon ki unke 
paas choot nahin hoti (Sir, have you gone mad? Girls are meant to be fucked 
and boys are supposed to be fucked in the ass hole because they don’t have a 
cunt).”

“Arre pagali, agar upperwala yeh chahata ki lardkiyon ki gaand nahin marni 
chahiye tau unhe gaand kyon deta (Stupid, if God did not want the ass hole of a 
girl to be fucked then he would not have given them one),” I replied. 

I then asked to get on the bed on all fours and pressed her head down on the 
pillow. Her bum was now sticking in the air. I asked her to spread her ass cheeks 
with her hands. I applied oil on her ass hole inside and outside. 

“Oh it feels very nice,” she moaned as I inserted my forefinger in her ass hole 
and rotated it.  and placed my cock on it ready to enter her. 

Having oiled her ass hole and positioning my cock on her rear entrance, I told her 
that this is going to hurt. If the pain becomes unbearable then she should bite on 
the pillow and not to scream like she did when I had deflowered her. If the 
neighbors hear us then we would not be able to fuck ever again and she might 
loose her job as well. She nodded. 

I proceeded to push my cock into her ass hole. At first when it started to hurt her 
she bravely bit into the pillow but as the phallus entered her ass hole, she gave a 
deafening scream, “AAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE.” 

Her scream was so loud that it would have even woken up the dead. I paused 
and listened. Apparently no one had heard her. In two more strokes I was fully 
inside her ass hole. I then started to screw her ass hole and rub her choot. 

After a few minutes of in and out movement she relaxed as the pain eased. She 
told me it was all right now and I can fuck her as hard as I wanted. This is exactly 
what I did. She was now enjoying it. 

When we had finished she said, “I am sorry for screaming but the pain was so 
much that I could not help it”. 

I told her that we are lucky that no one had heard her. Should anyone ask her 
later she should make some excuse. After that day we fucked in every 
conceivable way. 

Maya was so happy with our love games that one-day she said, “I pray to God 
daily to give me an opportunity to do something for you to repay the pleasures 
you have given me.” 

“Don’t be silly. I am also enjoying myself,” I told her and forgot the whole matter. 

One day when we had finished our first fuck Maya told me that in the morning 
she had received a telephone call from her mistress telling her that they would be 
returning the next morning. 

I said, “Maya, this was bound to happen. Don’t worry we can still keep seeing 
each other. Whenever you see that you are going to be alone in the flat for 
couple of hours, you call me. I will come and we can enjoy ourselves.” 

Thereafter we fucked like crazy. When I was leaving Maya started to cry saying 
we will not meet again but I told her this was nonsense and we will meet. Well as 
it happened we did meet at an average of about twice a month.

Couple of years later my wife and I were again invited to dinner at their house. 
They again had plans to go on a long holiday. We told them not to worry we will 
look after the house etc. 

During dinner I noticed another young girl, about 14 years old, also from Nepal in 
the flat. I was annoyed. With this girl around Maya and I will not be able to enjoy 
ourselves freely. She would be the proverbial ‘kebab main haddi’ (spoil sport). 

On the pretext of washing my fingers, I went into the kitchen and confronted 
Maya, “Yeh lardki kaun hai? Kya tujhe maloom hai ki tere saheb log phir lambi 
chutti per jaa rahe hain? (Who is this girl? Do you know that your employers are 
planning to go on long vacations?)” 

Without turning a hair she replied, “Mujhe maloom hai ki shaab log lambi chutti 
per ja rahe hain. Issi liye tau maine apni choti bahen Kala ko gaon se bulaya hai, 
jaisse main akeli nahin rahoon (Yes, I know that my employers are going on a 
long holiday. That is why I have called my younger sister Kala from the village so 
that I am not alone).” 

Now I was angry. I asked, “Tunne bulaya hai? Hum chudai kaisse karenge? (You 
have called her? How will we fuck?)” 

She said, “Aapko meri behan kaissi lagi? (How do you like my sister?” 

“She is okay. Answer my question,” I said without thinking. 

She laughed and asked, “Isse chodoge? (Will you like to fuck her?)”

I was surprised at her offer but said, “Zaroor (Sure).” 

She added, “Maine Kala ko aap ke liye hee bulaya hai. Jab mere saheb log chale 
jayenge tab aap isski kori choot ko phardna. Phir hum teenau saath mazaa lenge 
(I have called Kala for you only. When my employers go away then you can 
deflower her. Then we all three will enjoy ourselves).” 

I asked her, “Kya tune Kala ko bata diya hai ki main usski choot phardunga? Kya 
woh maan jaayegi? (Have you told her that I am going to pop her cherry? Will 
she cooperate?)” 

“Abhi nahin. Time aane per usse sab pata lag jaayega. Phikar mat karo jo main 
kahoongi woh wohi karegi. Aapko jitni pareshaani mere saath huyi thi woh nahin 
hogi (No not yet. She will get to know when the time comes. Don’t fret she will do 
as I tell her. You will not have so much trouble with her as you had with me),” she 
giggled. 

“How did you think of it?” I asked. 

“Yaad hai maine kaha tha ki main aapke liye kuch karne chahati hoon. Mujhe yeh 
idea soojha ki main aapko apni behan ki kori choot dedoon. Aapko mera idea 
kaissa laga?  (Remember that I was hoping to do something for you and I came 
up with this idea to give my sister’s virginity. Do you like my idea?)” 

Maya grinned happily as I told that the idea was worth a bag full of chocolates. 

“Isski umer kya hai? (How old is she?)” I asked. 

Maya laughed and said, “Iss ki umer utni hee hai jitni meri thi jab aapne mujhe 
paheli baar choda tha (Her age is the same as mine when you fucked me for the 
first time).‘ 

“Yaad hai na ki mujhe bina baal ki choot achchi lagti hain (You remember that I 
like hairless choots),’ I said.

“Phikar mat kijiye mujhe yaad hai ki aapko bina baal ki choot achchi lagti hai 
(Don’t worry I know you like a hairless cunt),” she giggled. I then joined the 
others. 

I could hardly wait for them to leave for their holidays so that I could jump-start 
(or shall I say pump- start) the young girl’s love life. 

After a week or so I got a call from Maya saying that all was clear and to 
remember to bring lots of chocolates. I told her I would visit her the following day.  

Next day buying a bag full of chocolates I went to see the girls. Maya introduced 
me to Kala. She said to her, “Kala, be nice to Shaabji. He will give you lots of 
chocolates to eat.” 

Kala was just like her sister Maya, as she was couple of years ago, only a bit 
shorter. Kala also liked chocolates and therefore eager to please me. Maya went 
to the kitchen to make tea. I pulled Kala on to my lap and started to kiss her. 

I took a piece of chocolate half in my mouth and asked Kala, “Tu chocolate 
khayegi? (You want some chocolate?)” 

She replied, “Haan (Yes).” 

“Phir apne muh se lele (Take it with your mouth),” I said.

She tried to take the piece with her mouth. In the process her lips touched mine. I 
kissed her and pressed her small tits. Soon I had the buttons of her kameez open 
and pulled one of her small tits out. I took the tit in my mouth and sucked it. 

In between I would take a piece of chocolate in my mouth and offer her to her. 
Kala was enjoyed this little game. While continuing with ‘the chocolate game’ I 
started to take off her salwar. 

She did not like that and shouted, “Didi, didi (Sister, sister).” 

Maya came in from the kitchen and said, “Kya hai? (What is it?)” 

“Saabji mujhe nanga karke meri choot dekhena chahate hain (Sir wants to 
undress me and see my cunt).” 

Maya said, “Dikhne de. Kal maine issi liye tau teri choot achchi terah se saaf kari 
thi. Saabji, Kala ki choot bahut hee pyaari hai (Show it to him. This is why I 
cleaned your choot properly yesterday. Sir, her cunt is very pretty).” 

“Per didi main tau bilkul nangee ho jaoongi (But didi I will become absolutely 
naked),” Kala countered. 

Maya said, “Agar tu nangi nahin hogi tau Saabji tujhe chodenge kaisse? (If you 
are not naked then how will sir fuck you?)” 

In a subdued tone Kala said, “Saabji mujhe chodenge? (Sir will fuck me?)”

“Tujhe maloom hai chudai kisse kahete hain? (Do you know what is fucking?)” 
Maya inquired. 

Kala nodded and said, “Mujhe gaon main ek saheli ne bataya tha. Jab ek aadmi 
apna laurda lardki ki choot main dalta hai tau usse chudai kahete hain (A friend 
in the village told me that when a man puts his cock in a girl’s cunt that is called 
fucking).” 

“Chudai karwayegi? (You want to fuck?)” Maya asked. 

“Haan. Saheli keh rahi thi bahut mazaa aata hai (Yes. My friend had said it is 
very enjoyable),” Kala replied. 

Then between Maya and me we had Kala naked in no time. I picked her up and 
carried her into the bedroom. Laying her down on the bed I looked at her 
beautiful body. She looked very pretty. Her small rock hard tits were little larger 
than Ping-Pong balls. 

Maya had done a good job on her choot. There was no sign hair on her cunt. The 
cunt lips were pressed against each other. Not even a finger had separated 
them. I lifted her legs and looked at her fuck hole. Boy! Was it small? Although 
she was about the same age as Maya when I had deflowered her, but her fuck 
hole looked much smaller. I was going to enjoy opening her cunt. 

I kissed her cunt and licked it. Her clit, small as it was became hard and erect. I 
sucked on it till she had come three times. It was now time for the final act. I took 
off my clothes. 

Seeing my big cock standing with its red head oozing pre-cum Kala said, “Didi, 
shaabji ka laurda bahut barra hai main mar jauingi. Maine nahin chudwana (Didi, 
sir’s cock is very big I will die. I don’t want to fuck).” They both argued in their 
native tongue for some time. 

Then Kala said, “Theek hai didi pahele aap chudwao phir main chudwauingi 
(Okay didi, first you get fucked then I will fuck).”

Maya was naked in a trice. I started to fuck her. In a few minutes Maya came 
with loud sighs of pleasure. In the meanwhile Kala watched my cock go in and 
out of her sister’s cunt very intently. 

Maya said, “Kala, ab teri baari hai. Tunne dekha kitni asaani se yeh meri choot 
main gussa tha (Kala, now it is your turn. You saw how easily it went into my 
cunt).” 

Hesitatingly Kala lay down on the bed and I got in between her legs. I bent her 
knees on her breasts and placed my cock on her wet cunt. I motioned to Maya to 
be ready with a pillow in case she screamed too loudly. Gathering her firmly in 
my arms and placing my mouth on her lips, I gave I mighty push.

Despite my lips sealing her lips she managed a healthy scream. 

“AAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIEEEEEEE,” she screamed as half my cock, shattering 
her virginity entered her choot. Maya immediately placed a pillow on the 
screeching girls’ mouth but it was too late. The damage was done. I stopped and 
listened for any unusual activity. Everything was quiet. 

Kala twisted and wriggled in an effort to dislodge me but I held fast. I withdrew 
my cock and pushed in couple of times, moving my cock deeper and deeper into 
her cunt. Soon I was fully inside her. 

Kala stopped shouting but continued to complain about the pain. Maya told her to 
be patient and soon she will be enjoying herself. I was fucking her with long slow 
strokes. Her cunt was very tight. I could not hold myself back and only after five 
minutes or so shot my seed in her deflowered cunt. 

I lay still on her for sometime and then started to move again. My cock became 
hard again and I recommenced to fuck her. Kala was however still complaining of 
pain and stoutly denied any feeling of pleasure. I continued. 

After some time her groans of pain stopped and she lay quietly with her eyes 
shut enjoying the new sensation she was feeling for the first time. I continued to 
fuck. She started to make sounds like ‘oh’ ‘ah’ ‘aaahh’. Then suddenly with a loud 
“AAAHHHhh” she came for the first time with a cock inside her. 

Maya asked her, “Kala, kyon kaissa laga? (Kala, how was it?)” 

“Oh didi, bahut hee achcha laga (Oh didi, it was heavenly),” she said. I fucked 
her three more times that day and after promising to be back the next day I left. 

In the next days we introduced Kala to cock sucking and ass fucking. Like her 
sister she was game for anything that had to do with lovemaking. Without 
realizing I was paying attention to Kala only. It was probably because she was 
new and her cunt was so tight that it gave me more pleasure. 

One day Maya said, “Saabji, aap mujhe tau bilkul hee bhool gaye? (Sir, you have 
forgotten me completely?)” 

Realizing my error I apologized to her and got ready to fuck her. To our 
astonishment Kala protested. She was jealous of her sister. 

She did not want me to fuck Maya anymore. “Agar yahan kissi ki chudai hogi tau 
meri hogi samjhi? (If someone is going to be fucked here then it will be me, 
understood?)” she said to Maya.

Maya tried to reason with her but without success. More Maya explained to her, 
more adamant Kala became. She thought she had the sole right to all that came 
out of my cock whether it went in the cunt, ass hole or her mouth. Seeing no end 
to their argument I decided to intervene. 

Seating them on my either side I told them, “Sunno, main ya tau main tum dono 
ko baraber baraber chodoonga ya kissi ko nahin. Faisala tumhaare haath main 
hai (Listen, this is what I will do. Either I will fuck you both equal number of times 
or not at all. The decision is in your hands).” 

Maya was for sharing. Kala thought about it for a few moments, then suddenly 
embraced her sister and said, “Hum dono baraber baraber chudwayenge. Hum 
dono bahene hain na (We both will fuck equally. We are sisters aren’t we?) 

Maya was taken aback by this about turn. 

I said, “Now if this is agreed then we can continue from where we left off.” I then 
fucked Maya under the angry and jealous gaze of Kala. 

When I was about to leave Maya came to the door to see me off. 

She asked, “Agar Kala nahin maanti tau aap such much hamain chodna band 
kar dete (If Kala had not agreed would you have really stopped fucking us?” 

“Bilkul nahin. Mujhe maloom tha isski naubat nahin aayegi. Mujhe maloom tha 
Kala maan jayegi. Koyi laurda na hone se achcha aadha laurda hee hai 
(Definitely not. I knew that it would never come to that. I knew Kala would agree. 
You see half a cock is much better than no cock at all),” I laughed. 

She agreed and laughed. I also warned her that Kala is very angry at the 
moment but everything would be all right with passage of time. I continued to visit 
them daily, distributing my favors equally between them. It was not long before 
Kala realized her mistake. The sisters were best of friends again. 

One day I was relaxing after fucking Maya. Maya was lying next to me and I was 
fondling her tits. Kala was busy playing with my cock waiting for it to get hard.

“Didi, main soch rahi thi ki agle saal jab sahiblog chutti per jaanye tau humain 
Radha ko bhi bula lena chahiye (Didi, I was thinking that next year when our 
employers go on a holiday then we should call Radha also),” Kala said, licking 
my cock. 

“What will Radha do here?” Maya said winking at me. 

“Saabji se pahele woh apni choot phardwayegi phir iss lund ka mazaa legi (First 
of all saabji will pop her cherry then she will enjoy this cock),’ Kala said, fisting 
my semi hard cock. 

After a while Maya said, “But Radha will be only twelve next year.”

‘Tau kya hua, (It does not matter)” Kala said and turning to me added, “Saabji, 
aapko barah saal ki larki ki choot phardne main koyi aitraz tau nahin? (Saabji, do 
you have any objection in deflowering a twelve year old girl).” 

“None whatsoever,” I replied and just the thought of deflowering a twelve year 
choot made my cock rock hard. 

“Then it is settled,” she said impaling herself on my erect tool. 

“Radha kaun hai? (Who is Radha?)” I asked. 

“She is our youngest sister. Let her also have some fun,” Kala replied, moving up 
and down on my cock. 

“See how Kala has changed. First she did not want to share you with me and 
now she is willing to share your cock with Radha also,” Mala said. 

“Why not? After all she is our sister,’ Kala said grinned like an ape. 

After a fortnight their employers came back from their vacations. I visited them 
whenever I could and fucked their thirsty cunts. I was also looking forward to 
deflower Radha’s twelve-year choot but this was not to happen. 

One fine day I received a phone call from Maya. She was crying on the phone. 
“Maya, why are you crying?” I asked. 

“Our father is very sick and we have to return to our village,” she said. 

“That’s all right. We’ll meet when you come back,” I said, trying to console her. 

“We’ll never meet again,” she said, bursting afresh into tears. 

“Didi is crying and cannot speak,” Kala said, taking the phone Shaabji, “Good bye 
and remember us whenever you have time,” and signed off before I could reply. 

Maya was right. They never returned.

THE END

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