PUSSIES GALORE

(Part 5)

By Sahebji

Before I start the 5th part I would like to repeat the last few lines of the 4th part:

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. 


Now for the 5th part: 

“Someone is coming,” bhaiya said withdrawing his cock from my choot and 
picking up both our pajama bottoms dashed into the bathroom, adding, “Cover 
yourself properly and pretend to sleep.” 

I did as he had said. I saw mama opening the door and switching on the light. 
“Mira, are you all right?” she said shaking me. 

“Ugggh, what is it?” I murmured. 

“Mira, wake up,” mama said. 

“Oh mama, is it morning already?” I asked yawning. 

“Where is Amit?” mama asked. 

“Isn’t he in his bed?” I said. 

Just then Amit came out of the bathroom. “Mama, what are you doing here so 
late?” he asked getting into his bed. 

“I heard someone scream and came to see everything is alright,” mama said. 

“A scream it must be Mira,” Amit laughed, “I ignore her screams now.” 

“Does she scream often?” mama enquired. 

“Whenever she has a scary dream,” Amit said, “At first I got worried but later got 
used to it.” 

“Poor dear, was it very scary?” mama asked me. 

“I don’t know,” I said, “bhaiya has woken me a couple of times but I never 
remember what the dream was about.”  

“Okay, go back to sleep. Good night,” mama said and switching off the light 
closed the door behind her. 

“Bhaiya, ab mujhe chod sakte ho (Bhaiya, you can fuck me now),” I whispered.  

“Not now, go to sleep,” bhaiya whispered turning his back towards me. 

A minute later mama opened the door again and said, “Amit, I hope you 
remember that you promised to go to the temple with me at four this afternoon.” 

“I remember. I’ll be ready in time,” Amit replied. 

“Mira, you are very brave. Lying in front of your mama with blood flowing from 
your recently deflowered cunt,” Faiza said, “I would have died with fear.” 

“I had too, I had no other choice,” Mira said. 

“Kya uss raat Amit ne teri chudai poori kari? (Did Amit finish fucking you that 
night?)” Saaima asked.  

“I haven’t finished,” Mira said and continued with her story.  

Mira continued her story. I waited for bhaiya but when he didn’t make a move I 
went to sleep. Later in the night, I think it must have been three o’clock, bhaiya 
shook me awake. 

“What is it?” I murmured, “Let me sleep.” 

“Move over and let me get into your bed,” bhaiya said. 

“Why don’t you sleep in your bed?” I said sleepily. 

“Mira, wake up,” bhaiya said really shaking me, “Main ab tujhe chodunga (I’ll fuck 
you now).” 

“Kal chod lena abhi bahut neend aa rahi hai (I am feeling very sleepy. You can 
fuck me tomorrow).” 

“No main tujhe aaj chodunga (No, I’ll fuck you today),” bhaiya said forcefully 
pulling away the sheet covering me and pushing me on my back, got on top of 
me. I was now fully awake. 

“What if mama comes again,” I asked spreading my legs. 

“No one will come. I’ve checked they are fast asleep,” bhaiya said and gently 
pushed his cock into my choot. 

“Ohhhhhhhhhh,” I groaned as his lund brushed against the torn edges of my 
shattered virginity. 

“By tomorrow night it won’t hurt anymore,” bhaiya said starting the fuck motion. 

He fucked me with long slow strokes and continuously varying his speed and 
length of strokes. The painful feeling was soon replaced by a pleasant sensation. 

Gradually the pleasant sensation started to spread in my body. The sensation got 
more intense with every in and out stroke of bhaiya’s cock. 

I lifted my bottoms from the bed to take bhaiya’s cock deeper and deeper into my 
choot. He pinched my small tits and squeezed my ass. He fucked me with harder 
and faster strokes. My body tingled with a new sensation. My hips started to 
move up and down in rhythm of bhaiya’s in and out movement.

“Oh bhaiya, it feels soooo goooood,” I moaned.

I was rapidly approaching an orgasm. Involuntarily my thighs opened wider. 
Bhaiya was fucking me with the speed of an express train.  

Suddenly he pushed his cock deep into my choot and stopped. I felt warm spurts 
of his cum falling inside my choot. 

“Oh bhaiya, ruk kyon gaye? Aur chodo na (Bhaiya, why have you stopped? Fuck 
me more),” I moaned. 

“Sorry I couldn’t help it. Your choot is very tight,” bhaiya panted kissing me, “I 
shall soon continue to fuck you.” 

Few minutes later he was hard again and started to fuck me. The good feeling 
returned. 

“OH BHAIYA MUJHE AUR ZOR SE CHODO (OH BHAIYA FUCK ME 
HARDER),” I shouted. 

Bhaiya immediately put his mouth on mine muffling my further screams of 
pleasure. 

“Mira, not so loud somebody might hear you,” bhaiya warned in a whisper. 

“Sorry, I could not help it,” I moaned softly, “it feels so great.” 

He continued to fuck me. Soon his strokes got faster and harder. I was ready to 
cum also. My hips were moving in rhythm of his strokes. 

”Oh bhaiya! I am commmmmiiinnng agaaaaainnnn,” I shouted as softly as I could 
and fell back gasping for breath. 

Suddenly with a loud grunt he came. His strokes became slower and slower till 
he stopped completely and lay panting on me. 

Our lips drew to each other. After a long kiss he slid off me. “Mira, it was 
wonderful,” he panted, “I hope you enjoy it too?” 

“Enjoy it? It was just heavenly. I have never had such an intense orgasm before,” 
I replied cuddling up to him. 

For a long time we lay savoring the sensations we had just enjoyed. We fucked 
one more time that night. 

“Well, this is the story of my first fuck,” Mira giggled. 

“Weren’t you scared that you’ll be discovered?” Suzy asked. 

“We fucked between 2 p.m. and 4 p.m. and to be doubly sure bhaiya checked 
that mama and papa were fast asleep,” Mira replied. 

“What about getting pregnant?” Suman asked. 

“For the first eighteen months or so I didn’t need to take any precautions. In the 
meanwhile bhaiya had made friends with a guy working for a chemist, who 
supplied him with birth control pills. Whenever we could not get the pills we used 
condoms,” Mira said. 

“I find that fucking with condoms is not so nice,” Nisha giggled. 

“You are right,” Susan said and others agreed with her. 

“Saaima, whose turn is it now?” Mira said. 

“Wait a minute,” Ramu interjected, “Has anyone other than Amit fucked you?” 

“Haan aur tujhe abhi yeh bhi batana hai ki teri gaand kisse ne maari hai ki woh 
kori hai (Yes and you have to tell us if someone has fucked you in your ass hole 
or it’s cherry is intact),” Faiza asked.

“You guys want to know a lot,” Mira laughed. 

“Mira, we promised to tell all without reservations,” Lila pointed out.

“I was joking,” Mira said, “I’ll both your questions.”  

Mira continued:

One day while we rested after a fuck, I asked, “Bhaiya, aapne mere alawa kisse 
aur ko bhi choda hai? (Bhaiya, have you fucked anyone else other than me?)” 

“Yes,” he replied. 

“What’s her name?” I asked. 

Bhaiya paused before replying, “Her name is Shabnam. She is in your class.” 

“Shabnam! There is no girl…oh you mean Babi,” I said. 

“Yes, Babi,” bhaiya confirmed. 

“Don’t you like my choot anymore?” I pouted, “You always said that my choot is 
very sweet.” 

“Oh I love your choot very much,” bhaiya hastened to assure me. 

“Aapne phir usse kyon choda? (Then why did you fuck her?)” I probed further. 

“It just happened. You know my friend Mohit?” bhaiya asked. I nodded.

One day Mohit and I were eating our lunch when I noticed that Shabnam, sitting 
about ten yards away, would look at us and grin broadly. This happened number 
of times. 

“Mohit, do you know this girl?” I asked Mohit. 

“Oh yes, her name is Shabnam,” Mohit said. 

“Why does she keep grinning like that?” I asked. 

“Woh tujhse chudwana chahti hai (I think she wants you to screw her),” Mohit 
said.  

“How do you know?” I asked. 

“Because she has asked about you several times,” Mohit replied. 

“You think she’ll let me fuck her,” I asked. 

“Yes I think so because she likes you very much,” Mohit asked. 

“Kya tune usse choda hai (Have you fucked her?)” I asked.  

“I deflowered her three months ago,” Mohit boasted grinning like an ape, “Oh boy 
does she love a cock up her cunt.” 

“You wouldn’t mind my fucking her,” I asked. 

“Not at all, what are friends for?” Mohit said magnanimously, “Anyway there is 
enough cunt for both of us.” 

Later he introduced me to her and we went out together. I fucked her on our first 
date,” bhaiya said finishing his narration. 

“Aap usse kahan chodete ho? (Where do you fuck her?)” I asked. 

“Usually I fuck her behind the church. There is a secluded spot there,” bhaiya 
said. 

“You must fuck me there also,” I demanded. 

“It is a little uncomfortable,” bhaiya said. 

“You fuck Babi there, don’t you?” I said making a face. 

“Mira, listen, if you want then I can drop her,” bhaiya suggested sweetly. 

“No, go ahead. I wish I could watch you two fucking,” I giggled. 

Six months later mama and papa had to attend a wedding in the family. They 
planned to leave early morning by car and return by midnight. 

“Mira, I’ve invited Babi to the flat after school tomorrow,” bhaiya said. 

“Whatever for?” I asked. 

“Remember, you had said that you’d like to watch me fucking her,” he said. 

“Gosh, I had forgotten,” I giggled, “What will I do?” 

“You can watch us from mummy daddy’s room or if you want you can join us,” 
bhaiya chuckled, “I’d love to fuck you both together.”  

The next day when the doorbell rang I hid in the mummy daddy’s room and 
settled down behind the keyhole to watch the proceedings. 

Bhaiya opened the door. Babi was not alone. 

“Please come in,” bhaiya said hiding his surprise. 

“Amit, meet my elder brother Aslam bhai. Aslam bhai this is Amit,” Babi grinned. 

“Pleased to meet you,” bhaiya said, “please come in and be seated.” 

They stared at different corners of the room without saying anything. 

“Amit, may I use your bathroom,” Aslam said breaking the silence. 

“Sure,” bhaiya said and showed him the bathroom in our room. 

When bhaiya returned, he asked Babi, “Apne bhai ko kyon saath le aayi? Ab 
hum chudai kaisse karenge (Why have you brought your brother with you? How 
will we fuck?)”

She side stepped the question and asked, “Where are your parents?” 

“I told you that they have gone to attend a wedding,” bhaiya said getting irritated, 
“Answer me.” 

Just then Aslam returned. “Your bedroom is very nice,” Aslam said. 

“Aslam bhai, lets not waste any time and get started,” Babi said and both she and 
Aslam started to undress. Half way through she stopped. 

“Don’t look so shocked and take off your clothes. Aslam bhai deflowered me two 
years ago,” Babi giggled. 

“Then what Mohit told me was not correct,” bhaiya said starting to take off his 
clothes. 

“About popping my cherry?” Babi giggled, “He thinks so and I didn’t contradict 
him.” 

Soon all three were naked. My mouth, rather my choot, started watering. Aslam’s 
cock was much bigger than bhaiya’s cock. 

“Ooooo nice cocks,” Babi giggled fisting both cocks slowly, “Who is going to fuck 
me first?” 

“I will,” bhaiya said and laying her on the sofa rammed his cock into her choot. 

“AHHHHH,” Babi moaned as bhaiya’s cock entered her choot. 

Bhaiya stated the fuck motion. Aslam watched them screwing fisting his cock 
slowly. There was no sense in wasting such a fine erection. I took off my clothes 
and opened the door softly. Aslam sat with his back towards me and he was so 
engrossed in watching bhaiya fuck his little sister that he did not hear my 
approach. 

“Aslam bhai, it is a pity to waste this fine erection,” I said taking Aslam’s cock in 
my fist from behind. 

“MY GOD!” Babi exclaimed, “Who said that?” 

“It is only my kid sister, Mira. I deflowered her also two years ago,” bhaiya 
laughed, “Aslam, fuck her, she is very horny.” 

Without a word Aslam whirled around and picking me up bodily carried me to our 
bedroom and dumped me on bhaiya’s bed. Then catching me by my ankles 
separated my legs and ruthlessly banged his big cock into my choot. 

“OOOWWWAAAAA, ASLAM IT HURTS,” I screamed. 

Hearing my scream bhaiya, with Babi impaled on his cock, walked into the room. 
“Mira, why did you scream?” bhaiya asked. 

“Aslam, banged his big cock into my choot,” I groaned. 

“This is Aslam’s style,” Babi laughed, “He always enters the choot with a bang.” 

“He shouldn’t,” I said, “With such a big cock he could hurt a girl.” 

“Amit, let us fuck them together,” Aslam laughed and continuing to fuck. 

“Good idea,” bhaiya said and laying Babi on my bed started to fuck her. 

When they had finished they switched girls. Fifteen minutes later they had fucked 
both of us. 

“Mira, how about some refreshments,” Aslam said. 

“Sure, how does chicken sandwiches and coke sound?” I said. 

“Just perfect,” Aslam said.

“I’ll help you,” Babi said and we both went to the kitchen. 

After we had finished eating, Aslam said, “Ladies, are you ready for the next 
round?” 

“YEESSS,” we both shouted and lay down on the bed with our legs wide apart. 

“Turn over,” Aslam said, “Amit will fuck Babi in her ass hole and I will take Mira’s 
ass hole cherry.”

“No, you won’t,” we said together covering our ass holes with our hand. 

“Listen, either you cooperate or we’ll fuck you your ass hole by force,” bhaiya 
said fisting his erect cock. 

“You will not dare,” I retorted. 

“Try us,” Aslam said taking a step towards us with his big cock pointing towards 
the ceiling. 

“Mira, I don’t know about Amit but Aslam bhai is quite capable of raping both of 
us,” Babi whispered. 

 “What shall we do?” I whispered. 

“We might as well agree,” Babi suggested, “otherwise it will be very painful.” 

“Okay we agree but be gentle,” Babi said. 

“Don’t worry,” Aslam said, “Mira, fetch some cooking oil in a small vessel.” 

I brought the oil. 

“Now get on the bed on all fours with your head on the pillow and spread your 
ass cheeks with your hands,” Aslam said.   

Reluctantly we got on all fours and pressed our heads and shoulders on to the 
pillow spreading our butt cheeks as far apart as possible with her hands. 

Dipping their fingers in the oil they began to lubricate our back entrance. After 
they had greased our butt hole they applied oil on their cocks. Then placing their 
cock on our puckered hole, Aslam said, “Amit, let’s start,” and pressed for entry. 

“OOOOO, stop it hurts,” we complained. 

Without replying they continued to apply pressure. Despite liberally lubricating 
our ass hole their big cocks found it difficult to enter. 

“NOOOOOO, OH IT IS HURTING. STOP IT PLEASE,” we shouted. 

‘Just a minute more, I am entering’ Aslam panted. 

“So am I,” bhaiya gasped.

“AAAAAAYYYYIIIIIIEEEEEE,” we screamed as their cocks entered our 
respective ass holes. 

Once inside they started the fuck motion. We lay below them groaning with pain. 
Ten minutes later they filled our ass holes with their cum. 

“Did you enjoy your first gaand (ass hole) fuck?” Aslam chuckled taking out his 
cock.  

“Not much, it was very painful,” I said. Then they swapped ass holes and 
buggered us again. I enjoyed the second fuck and said so.

We rested for a while and then they forced us to lick each others cunt. At first I 
found it repulsive but later I liked it. Aslam was the driving force. He came up with 
new ideas. We met often and fucked with all sorts of variations we could think off. 
We even practiced double penetration. 

“Well does this answer all your queries,” Mira laughed. 

“Double penetration? You mean both their cocks in your choot at the same 
time?” Suman said incredulously.

“Is it possible to insert two cocks in your cunt at the same time?” Roma asked. 

“You silly girl, she means one cock in the cunt and the other up her ass hole,” 
Faiza giggled. 

“My God, where did Aslam get such an idea?” Suman said. 

“I asked him the same question,” Mira replied, “He said he was a great fan of 
Sahebji. He gets his ideas from the stories. Read his stories you’ll love them. 
Since then I have also become a fan of Sahebji.” 

“I don’t believe it,” Nisha said and turning to us added, “Ramu, is it possible.” 

“Yes, we’ll demonstrate it when your turn comes,” Ramu chuckled, “Rosie, what 
is your verdict?” 

“She is very experienced. We can’t teach her anything,” Rosie said, “What do 
you say girls?” 

“Ma’am, you are right but you can enjoy her tongue, can’t you?” Lila giggled. 

“Yes, let her eat madam’s pussy,” Saaima said. 

“Thank you, girls,” Rosie chuckled, “I’d love that.”

Rosie lay on the bed with her legs wide apart and all the girls stood around the 
bed to watch Mira lick Rosie’s choot. Ramu and I stood at the foot of the bed. 
Mira crouched between Rosie’s spread legs and buried her face in her crotch. 

“Oooo, it feels lovely,” Rosie exclaimed as Mira started to lick her choot. 

Mira spread Rosie’s lower lips and licked up and down in between them. Slowly 
she licked her way to Rosie’s swollen clit.

“Oh Mira,” Rosie gasped as Mira took her clit in her mouth and sucked on it. Mira 
continued to suck it and occasionally bit lightly on it. 

Ramu seeing Mira’s ass in the right position, got behind it, and taking a firm grip 
of her bum rammed his cock into Mira’s tight puckered hole. 

“OOOWWWWAAAAA,” Mira screamed. 

“What happened, my child,” Rosie laughed, “Did my choot bite you?” 

“No,” Mira groaned,” Kissi ne apna lund meri gaand main gusserd diya hai 
(Somebody has shoved his cock up my ass hole).” 

 “It is Ramu,” Rosie giggled. 

“Oh Ramu, gently, your big cock is hurting me,” Mira groaned. 

“I’ll remember it for the next time,” Ramu laughed continuing to move his cock in 
and out of Mira’s rear entrance. 

“Forget Ramu get back to my choot,” Rosie said. 

Mira took Rosie’s clit in her mouth and started sucking it. 

“OH MIRA,” Rosie moaned. 

Mira sucked her clit more vigorously. 

“OH MIRA, DON’T STOP. IT FEELS HEAVENLY,” Rosie screamed pressing 
Mira’s head to her choot, “OH I AM NEARLY THERE. JUST A LITTLE MORE. 
OH OHHH Y…HESS. I AMMMM CUMMMMMIIINNNNGGGGGGgggg.” 

“AAHHHhhhh,” Ramu grunted as he filled Mira’s ass hole with cum. 

“Oh Mira, I enjoyed myself very much,” Ramu sighed, “Your ass hole is still very 
tight.” 

“Saheb’s aur aapke barde lund ke liye hum sab ki gaandain sakht hongi (All our 
ass hole will be tight for Saheb’s and your big cock),” Susan giggled. 

Mira continued to suck Rosie’s clit till she came three times. 

“Oh Mira, it was wonderful,” Rosie panted. 

“Mira don’t stop,” I said, “Fuck her with your tongue.” 

Mira grinned and said, “Rosie, pull up your legs.” 

As soon as Rosie bent her knees Mira pushed her tongue deep inside her choot. 

“AAGGGRRR,” Miss Rosie groaned, “OH MIRA.” 

Mira moved her tongue in and out of Rosie’s choot. Miss Rosie had never felt like 
this before. She closed her eyes to enjoy this new sensation. Her hips moved up 
and down at a furious pace. Suddenly her body arched. 

“OH Y…HES FASTER OH Y…HES. I AM EARLY THERE OH OHHH 
Y…HESSS I AM CUMMMIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG,” Rosie yelled and lay still 
gasping for breath but Mira continued to fuck her with her tongue till Miss Rosie 
came half a dozen times. 

“How was I?” Mira asked grinning. 

“Fantastic,” Rosie gasped, “Even better than Asha.” 

“Okay girls, it is getting late,” Ramu announced, “Mira and Nisha take your tooth 
brush and follow us.” 

When we were in our cottage we fucked Mira and Nisha several times and in 
different positions. In the morning they sucked our cocks and we penetrated their 
ass holes apart from fucking them in missionary position. 

At ten we reached cottage no. 20 for breakfast. 

“How was the night?” Saaima giggled. 

“Very pleasurable but our choots are sore,” Mira said. 

“I don’t believe you,” Lila giggled. 

“Want to see it,” Nisha said belligerently raising her skirt. We all laughed. 

After breakfast Ramu said, “Rosie, get on the bed and you girls enjoy yourself.” 

“Count me out,” Nisha said, “My cunt is sore like hell.” 

“Me too,” Mira said, “Rosie ma’am where is the hot water bottle. My choot 
requires some urgent attention.”

After we had fucked Rosie we went to the beach and then for lunch. 

“Ladies, we are going to Royal Talkies this afternoon,” Ramu announced after 
lunch. 

“Yeaaahh,” they cheered. 

“What is playing?” Suman enquired. 

“No idea,” Ramu chuckled, “we are going to the hall not the movie.”

Last year when I had come to the Hotel I had seen a movie in Royal Talkies. 
Royal Talkies has several boxes. One on the boxes had twelve seats. I had 
purchased all the twelve seats to watch the movie without any outsider disturbing 
us. 

“Why did you buy these expensive seats,” Nisha said surveying the hall from the 
box, “The hall is practically empty.” 

“We thought this is more private,” Ramu chuckled. 

“Nisha, I am sure that they have something up their sleeve,” Saaima giggled. 

“Okay, out with it,” Susan laughed. 

“We thought while watching the movie Rosie and Suman can suck our cocks,” I 
said. 

“Please Saheb, I don’t want to,” Suman whined. 

“Listen Suman, whining will get you no where,” Susan said, “You’ll have to suck 
their cocks if they want.” 

“Alright, I’ll do it on one condition,” Suman said, “That they don’t cum in my 
mouth.” 

“You are in no position to dictate terms,” Roma said tersely, “You are going to 
suck their cocks, they are going to cum in your mouth and you are going to 
swallow the cum whether you like it or not, understood?” 

“Please Saheb,” Suman begged. 

“Don’t involve me,” I said, “it is between you and the other girls.” 

“Suman, do it quietly otherwise we will be compelled to boycott you,” Faiza said. 

“Alright, I’ll do it,” Suman muttered. 

When the hall became dark Ramu said, “Rosie, you suck my cock while Suman 
gives Saheb a blowjob.” 
 
Suman took my cock in her mouth and began to suck. At first she sucked 
awkwardly then got the hang of it. 

“You are doing fine,” I said encouraging her, “Just mind your teeth.” 

Her head bobbed up and down with increasing speed. Soon I was panting and 
my balls were starting to hurt from the pressure.

"Suman, I am about to cum,” I gasped at last. 

Up and down she went until her head was moving almost as fast as a fist. 

“Oh Suman,” I whispered and my body shook with convulsive shudders as I 
poured my hot cream into her mouth. 

She swallowed as fast as she could but still some cum leaked from the corners of 
her mouth and ran down her chin. I cleaned her face with my hanky. 

“Did I do it correctly?” she panted grinning shyly.  

“Oh Suman, you were great,” I moaned pulling her into my arms and kissing her. 
I could taste the salty tang of my cum still lingering in her mouth. 

She sat down next to me and laid her head on my shoulder. I put my hand inside 
her blouse and played with her big boobs. 

In interval we treated the girls to popcorn, chips and coke. 

When the movie started Ramu said, “Rosie, you suck Saheb’s cock and Suman 
will give me a blow job.” 

“Suman, go. Ramu is waiting,” Rosie hissed keeling between my legs. 

“Can I come back and sit with you after I have swallowed Ramu’s cum?” Suman 
whispered. 

“Of course, you can,” I replied. 

After they had finished sucking our cocks Rosie and Suman sat next to me on 
either side. I played with their titties while we watched the movie. 

It was nearly eight when we reached our hotel. We ate an early dinner and 
assembled in cottage no. 20. 

We undressed and stood in a circle. 

“Saheb, Ramu, you have to chose your slaves for the next twenty four hours,” 
Rosie said. ?” Lila asked. 

“First things first,” Ramu said, “Nisha, Mira, we thank you very much for being our 
slaves. We enjoyed ourselves immensely.”  

“Rosie, now I’ll pick the names of our slaves for the next twenty four hours,” I 
said. 

Rosie held out the bowl containing the remaining slips. I drew two.   

“Who are your slaves for the next twenty four hours?” Rosie asked. I walked 
behind them. 

“Their names are Roma and Susan,” I announced squeezing their boobs. 

“At last,” Susan sighed. 

“Now girls let us make ourselves comfortable and hear the stories of Roma and 
Susan,” Rosie said. 

“Alright, who will start first,” Rosie said after we had settled down comfortably, 
“Roma?” 

“Let Susan start,” Roma replied, “in the meanwhile I’ll gather my thoughts.” 

“Okay,” Rosie said, “Susan you start.” 

SUSAN’S STORY

I come from a tourist town. The town has several five star hotels but the one 
which concerns us is “Hotel Raatdin International”. It is the biggest and the best 
hotel in town. My father is the Chief Accounts Manager of the Hotel. Since 
childhood I spent a lot of my time in the air conditioned comfort of hotel especially 
in summers. Everyone from the doorman up to the General Manager, Mr. 
Ashwini Bhatoi, liked me. I called the GM uncle. 

Whenever the GM saw me he always said, “Hello young lady, how are you 
today?” 

“Fine thank you sir,” I would reply curtseying. He smiled and patted me on my 
head and went his way.

When I was thirteen, the local Rotary Club organized an evening of dance and 
music in the Hotel to collect funds for their projects. A number of film stars and 
other celebrities from the world of entertainment were participating in it. They 
were housed on the top floor of the Hotel. The entry to that floor was restricted. 

I was very keen to attend the show but the tickets were very costly. I tried every 
source I knew but came up with nothing. 

“Try the GM,” my dad suggested. 

Next day after school I went to his office. “Young lady, what can I do for you?” he 
asked. 

“Uncle, please help me. I am very keen to see the show,” I begged. 

“Sorry Susan, I can’t help you,” he replied. 

“Please uncle, the organizers must have given you some free tickets,” I wailed. 

“They did but I have already distributed them to the important guests of the 
hotel,” the GM said. 

“Oh,” I wailed and started to howl. 

“Don’t cry, my dear,” he said getting up and putting his arm round my waist, 
added, “I’ll see what I can do.” 

“Oh uncle, thank you very much,” I said smiling brightly. 

“Susan, I am doing it only for you therefore keep it under your hat,” GM said. 

“I’ll have to tell my parents,” I said. 

“That is up to you,” he said shrugging. 

His tone suggested that he didn’t want even my parents to know. I was in a fix. I 
thought for a moment then said, “Don’t worry, nobody will know.” 

“Good, meet me on the landing between second and third floor about ten minutes 
before the show starts,” he said.

“I’ll be there,” I replied and left with a song in my heart. 

On the day of the show I did not go home after school but came directly to the 
hotel. I hung around the lobby all afternoon. At 5.30 p.m. I rang up home. 

“Mummy, it’s me, Suzy,” I said when my mother answered. 

“Suzy, where are you? Are you alright? I was so worried,” mummy said.  

”I am fine. I am at the Raatdin. I’ll come home after the show,” I said. 

“Have you got a ticket?” mummy said. 

“Not yet but I’ll get it soon,” I replied. 

“How?” mummy asked. 

“A girl in school said that she knows a ticket checker. He has promised to let us 
sneak in,” I replied, “There she is. I must go now lest I miss her. Bye.” 

I could hear mummy shout, “Suzy, listen to me…” but I replaced the receiver and 
proceeded to the landing between second and third floor. I waited as I was early. 
Ten minutes before the show uncle came.  

“Ah there you are,” he said, “Come with me. By the way what did you tell your 
parents?” 

“I told them that a girl in school knew a gatekeeper and has promised to smuggle 
us both in,” I giggled. 

“Who is this girl?” he asked. 

“There is no such girl,” I giggled. 

“You are very clever,” he laughed unlocking the door of suite number 308.

“Susan, come here,” he said opening the window, “if you stand here then you can 
see and hear the performers on stage very clearly.” 

“Thank you, uncle. Whose room is this?” I asked. 

“It is my suite,” he replied, “Normally I have a suite on the top floor but at present 
it is occupied by the stars and I am using this suite temporarily.” 

“I hope the sound won’t disturb you in case you want to rest,” I asked. 

“There is no rest for me,” he said, “I’ve lots to do.” 

“Uncle, thank you very much,” I said giving him a peck on his cheek. 

“Enjoy the show and don’t answer the phone or the door,” he said. 

“Don’t worry no one will know that I am here,” I assured him. Then locking the 
door behind him he left. 

Let me explain: the hotel was built in ‘U’ shape. The base of the ‘U’ was about 
three or maybe four times the length of its one leg. The show was arranged 
between the two legs of the ’U’.  

The stage was on the left of where I stood and the seating of the audience 
stretched till the other leg. The venue was surrounded by the hotel on three 
sides. A temporary partition was put up on the side parallel to the base of the ‘U’ 
with entry gates for different classes. 

The window was barely ten yards away from the stage. It was like sitting in a 
balcony which one sees in theatres abroad. 

Fifteen minutes after the show started uncle came back. 

“Enjoying yourself?” he asked. 

“Yes, thank you,” I said, “uncle, tell me when you want me to leave.” 

“No hurry, I have just come to change my clothes,” he said going into the 
bedroom. 

I was so absorbed in the show that I did not hear him come out of the bedroom or 
come and stand behind me till he spoke. 

“Hmm, you have great view from here,” uncle said standing behind me. 

“Oh uncle you frightened me,” I said. 

“Did I?” he chuckled, “I love this song.” 

“It my favorite also,” I replied. 

“Can you see the whole stage from here?” he said bending forward on me. 

I felt his hard cock pressing against the crack of my buttocks. Thinking it was an 
accident I shifted to one side but his hard on followed. I tried to move away 
several times but his hard cock continued to press against the crack my ass. 

“Uncle, please don’t lean on me,” I pleaded. 

To my utter surprise instead of moving away he cupped my left breast. 

“UNCLE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I said shocked. 

“Nothing just checking if your tits are real or you have stuffed something in your 
bra,” he chuckled. 

My boobs were big for my age. 

“They are real,” I said blushing, “I must go home.” 

“What is the hurry,” he said squeezing my tits, “the program has just started.”  

“I must go home,” I repeated making futile attempt to extract myself from his grip. 

Uncle pushed his hand under my bra. “W…W…What are you doing?” I begged 
catching his hand, “Please let me go.” 

“Just checking if you are telling the truth,” he laughed shoving his other hand 
under my skirt. 

“W…W…WHAT? Take out your hand away immediately otherwise I’ll scream,” I 
threatened grabbing his hand. 

“You can scream as much as you like,” he chuckled pushing his hand inside my 
panties, “there is so much noise that no one will hear you.”  

“EEEEEEKKKKKKKKK, SOMEONE PLEASE, HELP ME,” I screamed. 

He laughed and ran his fingers between my hairless cunt lips. 

“Good, you have no hair on your cunt because I love to fuck hairless cunts,” 
uncle said rubbing my choot.

“EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK, HELP, HELP OH PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME,” I 
shouted again hoping someone might hear me. 

“See I told you,” Uncle laughed. 

He carried me into the bedroom and dumped me on the bed. It was only now that 
I saw he was dressed in his dressing gown only. He took it off and threw it in the 
corner. 

He was absolutely naked underneath and his big cock, with its bell shaped 
crimson head oozing precum, was standing in all its glory on its hairy base. 

I stared at it. I was so mesmerized at this sight that I forgot to scream for few 
moments. 

“Take a good look at my cock,” he laughed moving the foreskin up and down, “It 
will soon make you a woman.” 

His words brought back to earth and tried to get up. 

“Keep lying,” he said sternly sitting next to me and pushing me back. 

“Uncle, please let me go,” I begged, “I won’t tell anyone about tonight.” 

He didn’t reply and undoing the buttons of my blouse, pushed my bra up and 
exposed my boobs. 

“Ah what beauties,” he said squeezing them, “I wanted to see them since over a 
year.” 

“Now that you seen them let me go,” I said and started to cry. 

“Sh don’t cry,” he said kissing and sucking my nipples, “You will enjoy it.”

While kissing and sucking my nipples he put one hand under my skirt and pulled 
off my panties. I shouted and screamed but of no avail. He was much stronger. 

“NO, NO UNCLE PLEASE,” I screamed, “Oh for God’s sake let me go.” 

“Pahele chod loon phir chord doonga (Let me first fuck you then I’ll let you go),” 
he laughed getting on top of me. I closed my legs tightly.  

“Open your legs,” he said. 

“No I won’t,” I said, “I beg of you, please let me go.” 

“First spread your legs then I’ll let you go,” he said. 

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

“Clever girl,” he chuckled placing his knee between my thighs and put all his 
weight on it, “Tu sochti hai ki main tujhe aisse nahin chod sakta? (You think I 
can’t fuck you like this?)” 

My legs separated under his weight. He grabbed my ankles and placing them on 
his shoulders rubbed his cock up and down my slit. My choot got wet. 

“Ah your choot is already wet,” he said placing his cock on the entrance of my 
choot hole, “It is hungry for my cock.”

“Uncle, please mujhe mat chodo (Uncle, please don’t fuck me),” I begged. 

“Ek din tau chudwana hai phir aaj hee sahi (You have to fuck one day then why 
not today),” he said pushing his cock in my choot slowly. 

“AAAAAAAAWWWWWWA,” I screamed as the red swollen head of his cock slid 
in, stretching the entrance of my choot painfully, till it was stopped by my hymen, 

“OH UNCLE, PLEASE APNA LAURDA MERI CHOOT MAIN SE NIKALO (OH 
UNCLE, PLEASE TAKE OUT YOUR COCK FROM MY CUNT),” I begged. 

“Nikaloonga lakin chodene ke baad (I’ll take it out but after fucking you),” he 
laughed and lunged forward.

“AAAAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE,” I screamed at the top of my voice, 
as his big cock tearing my hymen entered my choot. I started to cry. 

Uncle pulled back and pushed back in several times. Each time his cock went 
deeper inside my choot till I felt hid pubic hair resting on my hairless cunt. 

“Oh Susan, teri choot bahut tung hai. Isse chodene main bahut mazaa aayega 
(Susan, your cunt is very tight. I’ll enjoy fucking you),” he said and started the in 
and out movement. 

I could still feel the pain. My tears were flowing freely. I lay groaning under him. 
He continued to hump me. After some time the pain disappeared and was slowly 
replaced by a pleasant feeling. A feeling, I had never felt before in my choot. 

Uncle kept banging his cock inside my cunt. He was now moving much faster. 
The pleasant feeling kept increasing with each stroke. Uncle’s strokes had 
become faster and shorter. 

Suddenly with a loud “AHHhh” he rammed his cock deep inside my choot and I 
felt his warm seed fall inside me.

“Oh Susan, it was lovely. Your choot was so delightfully tight,” he said as he lay 
panting on top of me, “Did you also enjoy your first fuck.” 

“No, I did not. It was very painful,” I said, “Now that you have done what you 
wanted now get off me.” 

“Friends, this is what I said to him but what I really wanted to say was, “Oh uncle, 
ruk kyon gaye. Aur chodo na (Oh uncle, why have you stopped. Go on fuck me 
more),” Susan giggled. 

End of part 5

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