PUSSIES GALORE

(Part 4)

By Sahebji

The last few lines on part 3 were:

“There is one,” Mala said. 

“What is it?” I asked. 

“Chudai (Fucking),” Mala replied peering into my eyes. 

“You know what fucking is?” she asked. I nodded turning red. 

“Kya tune pahele kissi se chudwaya hai? (Has someone fucked you before?) 
Mala asked.

“No, what is it like?” I asked blushing. 

“Words cannot describe it. You must experience it,” Mala said. 

“Mujhe kaun chodega? (Who will fuck me?)” I lamented. 

“I know of a man who is keen to fuck you,” Mala said. 

“You do? Who is it?” I asked knowing well that it is chacha. 

“First say that you want to be fucked,” Mala said. 


Now for the 4th part:


“I am willing to be fucked if a cock gives more pleasure than your tongue,” I said 
shyly. 

“It is your chacha,” Mala said. 

“Chacha! No it can’t be,” I replied. 

“Yes, I’ll take you to him tomorrow,” she said, “Now go to sleep.” 

Next day Mala took me to chacha’s room after lunch. Chacha was waiting for me. 

“Come baby,” he said gathering me in his arms and kissing me. 

After kissing me he sat me on his laps. “Mala was saying your boobs are very 
beautiful,” he said opening the buttons of my blouse. I tried to stop him half 
heartedly. 

Few minutes later my blouse was lying on the floor and my boobs were naked. 

He kissed and suckled them. 

“Oh chacha,” I moaned.

“Did you feel pleasure?” he asked. 

I blushed and kept quiet. Then he laid Mala on the bed and fucked her twice. 
This went on for couple of weeks. Sometimes he ran his fingers in my slit while 
playing with my titties and on other days he undressed me and kissed and licked 
my choot. 

I remember the first time I stood naked before them he said, “Mala is right. Your 
choot is very sweet. Let me taste it.” 

He picked me up and laid me on the bed. Then bending forward kissed and 
licked my cunt.

“Oh chacha,” I moaned. 

He continued to lick my choot till I came. 

“Did you like what I did?” he asked. 

I nodded. 

After that day he made it a point to lick my choot when I visited him but Mala 
found reason to complain.  

“Shaab, aap bahut kharab ho. Aapne Baby ki choot phat se chat li lakin meri 
choot kabhie bhi nahin chati (Shaab, you are very bad. You licked Baby’s choot 
in a trice but you have never licked my cunt),” Mala complained. 

“Baby’s choot is hairless. Shave the hair growing on your choot like I said many 
times before then I’ll lick it,” chacha retorted

“I am afraid I’ll cut myself,” Mala whined. 

“Come to me later I’ll shave them,” chacha said. 

“No do it now,” Mala insisted. 

“Please chacha, shave her choot now,” I pleaded, “I want to watch.” 

Chacha fetched his shaving kit and shaved Mala’s cunt. 

“Ouch, it burns,” Mala screamed as chacha rubbed his after shave on it. 

“Um Mala, your choot smells very nice,” I said admiring her thick cunt lips and a 
prominent half an inch long clit. 

“Shaab, lick my cunt now,” Mala said spreading her legs. 

“Not now. Baby and I’ll lick it tomorrow, won’t we?” he said. 

“Oh yes,” I replied. 
 
Next day Chacha and I licked Mala’s cunt as promised. Mala came twice, once in 
chacha’s mouth and once in mine. 

Then chacha had licked my choot till I came twice and Mala licked my cunt once. 
This went on for a month or so. Then one day chacha said, “Baby, suck my 
cock.” I had seen Mala sucking his cock. I sucked his cock without hesitation and 
swallowed his cum. 

Similarly one day chacha said, “Baby, aaj main teri gaand marunga (Baby, I’ll 
fuck you in your ass hole today).” 

“No you are not,” Mala said placing her hand on my ass hole, “Remember you 
promised.” 

Chacha laughed. 

Later when Mala and I were alone I asked, “When chacha fucks your ass hole 
then why do you object to his fucking me in my ass hole?” 

“Baby, it is very painful. Never let a man put his cock in your ass hole. I didn’t 
know and your chacha conned me into agreeing,” Mala explained. 

It went on like this for a couple of weeks. I was doing everything except being 
fucked.

One day when chacha had finished fucking Mala I exclaimed out of frustration, 
“Chacha, mujhe bhi tau chodo (Chacha, fuck me also).” 

“I will, I promise you when the time is right,” he replied fondling me. 

A month later I celebrated my thirteenth birthday. I invited a dozen school friends. 
My mummy had an important meeting in the office and papa was out of town. 
They had left Chacha and Mala to supervise the party. 

We all had a great time but chacha enjoyed himself the most. 

“Baby, tere chacha barde kharab hain. Meri chummi lene ke behane meri chuchi 
dabadi (Baby, your chacha is very wicked. On the pretext of kissing me 
squeezed my tits),” my best friend Rashmi whispered. 

I saw him kissing Sania and squeezing her big breasts. Sania didn’t complain. 
She just blushed and giggled. 

Then spreading his arms he announced, “Who wants to say hello to Nisha’s 
chacha next?” 

Two of my friends giggled, “Me.”  

“The bitches,” I thought, “if they liked to have their boobies squeezed then let 
them but I was very angry with chacha for not giving me a present. 

Next day when I went to his room in the afternoon, I said, “Chacha, I am very 
angry with you. Why were you squeezing titties of my friends?”  

“Baby, it was just a joke but your friends enjoyed it,” chacha chuckled, “They kept 
coming back for more.” 

He was right. I saw it with my own eyes. 

“Why didn’t you give a present?” I demanded. 

“Because I couldn’t give the present I wanted in front of everyone. I’ll give it to 
you now,” chacha smiled. 

“What is it? Give me,” I said. 

“Tum chudna chahati thi na? (You wanted to get fucked, didn’t you?” he asked 
smiling. 

My heart skipped a beat. At last chacha is going to fuck me. The best present he 
could give me. 

“Yes, yes,” I panted eagerly. 

“Good, take off your clothes and lie down.” I looked at Mala. She smiled 
encouragingly. 

I undressed quickly and lay down on the bed with my legs wide apart. Chacha 
started to undress. I watched him with half closed eyes as he undressed. When 
he took off his underwear, as usual, his cock sprung to attention. 

I saw his cock with its glowing red head for the first time in a different light. It was 
so long and thick how will it go into my small choot hole. Suddenly I got cold feet. 

“Mala, maine nahin chudwana. Chacha ka lund bahut barda hai. Mujhe bahut 
dard hoga (Mala, I don’t want to fuck. Chacha’s cock is very big. It will hurt me 
very much),” I said hiding my choot behind my hands and trying to get up. 

“Baby, Just a little pain then you feel pleasure only,” Mala said removing my 
hand. 

“Chacha ka laurda itna lamba aur mota hai. Yeh meri chooti si choot main nahin 
ghussega (Chacha’a cock is so long and thick. How will it go into my small cunt),” 
I said. 

“Baby, close your eyes and leave the rest to me,” chacha said soothingly and got 
between my legs.  

To relax me he rubbed the cock in my slit. When my choot was wet he placed his 
cockhead on the entrance of my choot hole and applied a little pressure. 

“AAAAAAAWWWWWWAAAA,” I screamed as the cockhead painfully stretched 
my lower mouth and slid in till my hymen stopped it. 

“Mala, it is hurting,” I cried.
 
“Just a few seconds more then you’ll feel pleasure,” she said holding my hand.

Chacha did not break my hymen but fucked me with short shallow strokes. I was 
too ignorant to know the difference. Chacha thrust his cock in and out of my cunt 
with quick shallow motions. 

It felt good. 

“Ohhh! Chacha,” I squealed. 

“Is it nice?” Mala asked. 

“Y…hess, very nice,” I moaned. 

The good feeling increased with every stroke and my hips started to move up 
and down with his strokes

As I approached my first orgasm with a man’s cock in my choot, chacha gripped 
my buttocks tighter as my hips went out of control. 

“CHACHA, DON’T STOP. I AM CUMMMINNNGGGG,” I screamed as my orgasm 
hit me and when it was at its height chacha lunged forward.

“AAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE,” I screamed at the top of my voice as 
his cock tearing my hymen to shreds entered my choot and got stuck half ways.  

“CHACHA, TAKE YOUR COCK OUT IT IS HURTING ME,” I shouted and started 
to cry. I tried my best to dislodge him but Chacha was much too experienced to 
be thrown off. 

Chacha did not reply but pulling his cock back to the mouth of my cunt, pushed it 
back again and each time he did this his cock went deeper and deeper into my 
choot till his pubic hair tickled my swollen clit. 

“Sh Baby, the painful part is over,” he said kissing my tears away, “Now you’ll 
feel only pleasure.” 

Chacha started the fuck motion. “Oh it hurts,” I groaned as his cock rubbed 
against the torn edges of my virginity. After a while the pain was replaced by the 
good feeling. 

“Ohhh! Chacha,” I squealed closing my eyes to enjoy this new sensation.

“Is it nice?” Mala asked. 

“Y…hess, very nice,” I moaned. 

The good feeling increased with every stroke and my hips started to move up 
and down keeping perfect rhythm with his strokes.

Soon I was approached my first orgasm with a man’s cock in my choot. OH 
CHACHA, DON’T STOP. GO ON,” I yelled. 

Chacha gripped my buttocks tighter as my hips went out of control. His strokes 
became shorter and harder. Chacha was about to cum also. 

“CHACHA, DON’T STOP. I AM CUMMMINNNGGGG,” I screamed as my orgasm 
hit me and couple of strokes later Chacha’s cock started spurting his cum inside 
my choot. Our lips drew to each other and we kissed savoring the sensations we 
had just shared. 

“How was it?” Mala giggled when chacha had withdrawn his blood stained cock 
from my choot. 

“Oh Mala, it was fantastic,” I said hugging her. 

“Did it hurt very much?” Mala asked. 

“It was well worth the pleasure I felt later,” I giggled.

Chacha fucked me and Mala for the next three years. When I was sixteen Mala 
went to her village to get married. A couple of months later a letter arrived 
informing us that she will not be returning. Mummy and papa did not employ 
another nanny as they thought I was old enough to manage on my own. 

One afternoon chacha said he wanted to fuck me in my ass hole. I reminded him 
of his promise to Mala. “Mala is gone so is the promise,” he chuckled and 
managed to convince me to let him fuck my butt. 

He positioned me on the bed with my head down on the pillow and my bum in the 
air. Then he applied vaseline on my puckered hole and his cock. Then aiming his 
cock at my rear door applied pressure. It hurt. 

“CHACHA STOP. IT IS HURTING,” I yelled. 

Without replying he redoubled his efforts. 

“AAAAAAAYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE,” I screamed as my sphincter snapped open 
and chacha’s cock rushed into my ass hole. 

“OH CHACHA, IT IS HURTING,” I cried. 

“Sh Baby, now you’ll feel the pleasure,” chacha said starting to work his cock in 
and out of my ass hole. 

“Was it as bad as Mala has told you?” he asked after he had finished. 

“Frankly, I enjoyed it,” I replied blushing. 

“Chacha continued to fuck me till I joined college,” Nisha said ending her story, 
“No one else has fucked me other than you guys.” 

“That was a nice story,” I said. Everyone clapped. 

“Now who is next?” Saaima said. 

“Wait, first her tongue has to pay respects to Rosie’s choot,” Ramu said.

“Yes, yes,” All shouted, “Rosie ma’am lie down and Nisha will eat your pussy.” 

Rosie got quickly in position. Nisha got between her legs and started licking her 
choot without any hesitation. 

“Oh Nisha, you are good,” Rosie moaned. Nisha picked up Rosie’s legs and 
inserted her tongue in her choot. 

“AAAAGGHHR,” Rosie growled. 

Nisha tongue fucked her till she came three times and shouted, “Enough, I can’t 
take it any more.” 

“Well done Nisha, you have learnt your lessons well,” Rosie said hugging Nisha. 

“Who is next?” Lila asked. 

“Logically it should me Mira because she is the next slave,” Ramu said 


MIRA’S STORY:

Mira taking a deep breath said: 

“Alright, I’ll try. Friends, the events of that summer night, which led to my losing 
my cherry, are etched in my mind. 

Before I tell you the events of that fateful night I think some background would be 
in place. We are four members in the family, my father, my mother, my elder 
brother, Amit and me. I am the baby of the family. We lived in a two bedroom flat. 
Mama and papa slept in one bedroom and Amit and I shared the other bedroom. 

Amit was fifteen plus and I was couple of months short of my thirteenth birthday 
when the events leading to that night began. 

Amit used to study late. I didn’t mind. I had got used to sleeping with the lights 
on. One night some noise woke me up. The lights were still on. I saw bhaiya 
holding a copy of Penthouse magazine in one hand and his erect cock in the 
other. His eyes were closed and he was slowly moving the foreskin of his cock 
up and down. His big cock with its swollen purple head stood like a lamppost on 
its hairy bed. I had a glimpse of his cock on many occasions but it was never so 
big.  

“Bhaiya, what are you doing?” I asked. 

Bhaiya’s eyes snapped open and covering his cock with the bed sheet pushed 
the magazine under his pillow. “W…W…Why aren’t to asleep?” he stuttered 
nervously. 

“I was sleeping but some noise woke me,” I replied truthfully. 

“Alright, go back to sleep,” he said. By now bhaiya had recovered from his 
surprise and was in control of the situation. 

“I will but first tell me what you were doing,” I asked. 

“Nothing that concerns you,” he said, “Go back to sleep.”  

“Tell me otherwise I’ll tell mama in the morning,” I threatened. 

“Alright you little devil,” he said, “I was masturbating.” 

I had never heard this word before. I knew what cock, cunt and fucking meant but 
masturbating was new to me. “Masturbating? What is that?” I asked. 

“Do you touch your cunt sometimes?” he asked. 

“Yes, I…” I started to say but stopped and my face became deep red. I was very 
horny by nature. I was touching myself since I was ten. 

“Do you rub your cunt?” bhaiya repeated.  

“Sometimes,” I whispered very softly.  

“You keep rubbing till you feel intense pleasure?” he said. 

I nodded blushing again. 

“That is called masturbating,” bhaiya explained. 

“Oh I didn’t know that boys touched themselves also,” I said. 

“Now you know,” Bhaiya chuckled. 

“Bhaiya, please do it,” I said, “I want to see.”  

He stared at me for a minute then, he said, “I will if I can watch you playing with 
your cunny.” 

“Are you mad? I can’t do that,” I said blushing. 

“Then I’ll not masturbate in front of you,” he said. 

“Bhaiya please,” I begged. 

“Only if I can watch,” he repeated. 

I was very keen to see him masturbate but his condition was unacceptable. I 
begged him but he stuck to his guns. My desire to see him masturbate was so 
strong that I agreed to his condition.

He took out the Penthouse magazine and looked at the naked picture of girls. 
Fascinated I watched his cock getting bigger and bigger till it was as big as 
before. Then he started to jack off. He looked at me and smiled. 

As his fist moved up and down I inspected his cock from all angles. I spied the 
small hole on the top. “Does the sperm come out of here,” I asked. He nodded. 

Soon his breath came in gasps. 

“Oh, oh,” he moaned as his hand flew up and down faster and faster. 

“Bhaiya, are you about to finish?” I enquired. 

“Y…hes, y…hes any moment now,” he grunted. 

I bent over his cock to get a better view of his cum coming out of the small hole.  

Amit tried to warn me, “No Mira don’t do tha…” but the warning was too late. 

The first spurt caught me squarely in the face. Surprised I yelped and jerked my 
head away. The subsequent spurts went high up in the air and fell back on Amit’s 
chest and stomach making big white blobs. I watched the operation with girlish 
delight.  

“That’s all,” Amit panted wiping the white blobs from my face and his body with a 
tissue, “Now it is your turn.”

“Aw bhaiya, must I,” I said trying to get out of my promise. 

“Yes you must,” bhaiya said. 

“Okay, I’ll do it some other day,” I suggested. 

“No, you do it now otherwise I’ll never trust you,” bhaiya said angrily. 

“Okay but first wear your pajamas,” I said. 

“My pajamas, why?” bhaiya asked puzzled. 

“Aap mujhe chodoge (You will fuck me),” I whispered. 

“You silly goose, I promise not to fuck you till you say yes,” bhaiya chuckled. 
 
“Promise that you won’t touch me and only watch,” I said. 

“I promise,” bhaiya said. 

I could think of any excuse and had to push down my pajamas bottoms but 
placed my hands on my exposed cunt. 

Bhaiya jumped out of his bed and catching my ankles spread my legs. 

“W…W…WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I said loudly. 

“Shhh not so loud,” he said. 

“You promised not to touch,” I whispered.

“I promised not to touch your choot,” he said, “Before you start let me see your 
cunt.” 

He looked at my cunt from all angles. “Mira, spread your cunt lips with your 
fingers,” he requested. 

“No I won’t. It is very embarrassing,” I replied. 

“Do it or I’ll use my fingers,” bhaiya threatened. 

“Don’t touch me,” I said hastily, “I’ll do it.” 

Bhaiya inspected my cunt thoroughly. He even bent my legs and saw my small 
choot hole. When he was satisfied he returned to his bed and said, “Okay now 
start.” 

Friends you won’t believe me but I felt excited because my brother was watching 
me. I ran my finger through the lower lips. To my surprise my choot was already 
wet. Soon the lump of pleasure became hard. I rubbed and pressed my hard clit 
till I came. 

Then we slept. 

We masturbated together quite often. One night I said, “Bhaiya, may I 
masturbate you?” 

“Of course,” he replied with a naughty smile, “provided you let me do the same to 
you.” 

“Bhaiya, don’t be mean,” I wailed, “I can’t let you touch my choot. You might put 
your finger inside it.” 

“I promise I won’t put anything inside your choot,” he said crossing his heart. I 
hesitated. 

“Trust me,” he repeated. 

From that night we started masturbating each other. One night bhaiya licked my 
pussy. I tried to stop him but he insisted. Oh it felt sooo good. When he had 
finished he wanted me to suck his cock. 

“No, I won’t take that thing in my mouth,” I said ending the argument. 

“Okay, if you feel that way but don’t hesitate to ask me to eat your pussy,” bhaiya 
said. 

Bhaiya was very clever. He was making me feel guilty. Bhaiya participated in our 
nightly escapades but not with the same jest as he used to. One night I took 
bhaiya cock in my mouth and sucked it and swallowed his cum. 

A week later bhaiya undressed me and laid me in bed.  “Today I’ll show you 
something new,” he said as he lay on top of me. 

“Bhaiya, what are you up to?” I asked closing my thighs tightly. 

“Mira, open your legs,” he said rubbing his cock up and down my slit. 

“Nahin, aap mujhe chodoge (No, you’ll fuck me),” I said trembling with fear. 

“Believe me, I won’t,” he said, “open them you’ll really enjoy your self.” 
Hesitatingly I separated my legs. 

Bhaiya did not fuck me but rubbed his cock in my slit till I came. Then he quickly 
straddled my chest and pushing his cock in my mouth said, “Now suck.” 

We played all sorts of games without going the whole hog for months.
 
Then came that fateful night. 

I was asleep and Amit shook me awake. “Mira, come with me,” he said, “I’ll show 
you something.” 

I got up and followed him. “Where are we going?” I asked. 

“Shhh, no talking, just follow me,” he said. 

We tiptoed careful not to wake the rest of the household at this late hour. A 
muffled noise caught my attention. It was coming from my parent's room down 
the hall, and sounded like someone was moaning in pain. I looked at Amit. He 
nodded. 

As we moved closer, the peculiar moans became louder. My curiosity was 
aroused as we stopped outside her parent's bedroom. Bhaiya motioned me to 
press my ear against the door.  

"Darling...Oh God…Oooohhhh…Yessss darling, Fuck me… Harder…OHHH," I 
heard mama shouting. 

It was obvious to me what they were doing. I continued to listen with bated 
breath. 

"Yes! Darling, hump your choot to me like that and I'll fill it with hot, thick cum!" 
papa said. 

My heart skipped a beat and my cunt became wet. My pulse quickened. I had 
never seen a fuck before. I peeked through the keyhole.

I gasped aloud. The sight that greeted my eyes literally took my breath away. I 
could see our parents clearly. Both were stark naked. Mama was lying on her 
back on the bed with her legs raised with her heels locked behind my papa’s 
waist as he pumped his huge, thick cock into mama’s choot.

I saw papa’s long stiff shaft, glistening with mama’s cunt juice, sliding in and out 
of her cunt like a piston. Papa’s cock looked enormous. 

Just then bhaiya bent forward pressing his standing cock between the divide of 
my bottoms and unbuttoning my pajama top squeezed and caressed my tits 
gently. My choot started to itch. 

My mind was in turmoil. How could mama take such a big thing inside her without 
pain? I could see mama was enjoying herself and egging papa to fuck her 
harder. I watched papa’s wet cock went in and of mama’s wide stretched cunt.

Unconsciously one of my hands squeezed my tits and the other hand crept under 
the waist band of my panties and started to rub my wet choot while listening to 
their moans of pleasure. 

“Mira, come we must go back,” bhaiya said. 

“Please let me watch for two minutes more,” I begged. My eyes were glued to the 
keyhole while I rubbed my cunny shamelessly.

Papa’s stroke became faster and faster. Suddenly mama threw back her head 
and yelled, “OH DARLING, OH OHH I AMMM CUMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGGG.”   

Bhaiya led me back to the room. Deep down in my heart I knew that tonight 
bhaiya is going to deflower me. I was not averse to it. There was subdued 
excitement in my body. 

In the room bhaiya first spread a towel on the bed and then pulling off my pajama 
bottoms laid me in bed. Then taking off his pajama bottoms lay on top of me. 

“Mira, tonight I am going to fuck you,” he said. 

I nodded and said, “Bhaiya, please be gentle.” 

Bhaiya placed his erect cock at the tiny entrance of my choot and took a firm grip 
of me. He slowly pushed his cock in. 

“OWWWWWWAAAAA,” I squealed as the big purple head of his cock, painfully 
stretching the tiny hole of my choot, entered my choot till my hymen stopped its 
progress. 

“Mira, bite on the bed sheet. It might hurt a little now,” bhaiya said and pressed 
forward. His cock assaulted my hymen. Instead of it tearing it stretched and 
wrapped itself around the bhaiya’s cockhead. It hurt.

“AAAAAAA, stop it is hurting,” I gasped. Bhaiya pulled back and tried again with 
the same result. 

“AAAAAAAAAA, please stop,” I pleaded with tears in my eyes, “Bhaiya, aaj jaane 
do. Phir aur kabhie mujhe chod lena (Bhaiya, let it be. You can fuck me some 
other time).” 

Bhaiya was not going to admit defeat so soon. He pulled back his cock to the 
entrance of my choot and then banged it in with all his strength. 

“AAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE,” I screamed at the 
top of my voice as bhaiya’s cock tearing through my stubborn hymen entered my 
choot but got stuck midway. 

“Quiet you idiot, someone may hear you,” bhaiya whispered. 

“I couldn’t help it,” I groaned with tears in my eyes, “It hurt terribly.” 

Bhaiya pulled back his cock and shoved back in a couple of times. Each time I 
felt his cock going deeper into my choot till bhaiya’s pubic hair rested on my 
hairless cunt. 

“Mira, the painful part is over and now you’ll feel pleasure only,” bhaiya said 
kissing my tears away and started the fuck motion. His bottoms went up and 
down and his cock went in and out of my cunt. Suddenly we heard a door slam. 

He stopped and listened. We heard footsteps approaching our bedroom. 


End of part 4

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