PUSSIES GALORE (Part 8) By Sahebji I repeat the last few words on part 7: “I know but it is a new version,” Raju said, “It is much more interesting than the earlier one.” We read the story turn by turn. When he was reading the story I kissed him and played with his erect cock and when I read the story he rubbed my choot and pressed my clit kissing each other passionately in between. We got so involved in the story that we did not know what we were doing. I came to my senses when I felt a sharp pain in my crotch. Raju was lying on top of me and pushing aside my panties his cock was inside my choot. “OH MY GOD! RAJU, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” I screamed and started to cry. Now for the 8th part: “Oh my God, Suman, I am very sorry. Believe me I had no such plan,” Raju said apologetically. I cried louder. Raju tried to pacify me but I continued to cry. “Alright if I lost my head but why did you not stop me,” he said. “I also got so involved in the story that my brain stopped working,” I said, “Theek hai ab tum apna lund meri choot main se nikalo (Alright, now take your cock out of my cunt).” “Suman, jab ek baar laurda choot main guss hee gaya hai tau chodene de (Suman, now that my cock is inside your cunt then let me fuck you),” Raju begged. “No, you’ll knock me up,” I said. “Please Suman, I’ll be careful,” Raju pleaded, “I’ll take out my cock before my seed comes.” “Please don’t insist. My period is due anytime and I’m certain to get pregnant,” I said trying to dislodge him. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?” Raju shouted. “Why? I said I am sure to get pregnant,” I said. “No, you said that your period is due any time,” he said excitedly. “Yes,” I confirmed. “Suman, you idiot, you can not get pregnant today,” he said laughing excitedly. “Are you sure?” I asked nervously. “Hundred percent sure. If you want I’ll show you in black and white after we finish,” Raju said starting the fuck movement. “Raju, please don’t cum inside me,” I begged. “What’s the harm?” Raju objected. “You promised,” I said. “Okay, as you want,” he said continuing to fuck me. I lay groaning under him. I did not enjoy my first fuck because I was very tense and still afraid of getting pregnant. Suddenly he pulled out his cock from my choot, grunted loudly as he came on my panties and rolled off. After a while he got up and rummaging through several sex education books showed me that about a week before and after the period a woman is sterile. Raju fetched a towel and spread it on the bed. “Suman, take off your clothes,” Raju said, “Next time we’ll fuck like a married couple.” I shook my head. “Please,” Raju begged. “No someone might come,” I pointed out. “I tell you that no one will come,” Raju insisted. “I’ve said no and mean it,” I said putting my foot down. “Alright, at least take off your panties,” Raju said, “They are already soaked in blood.” I nodded and pulled off my panties and hung then in the bathroom to dry. Raju spread a towel on the bed and we both lay on it. We kissed and petted. Soon Raju was hard again. Raju got on top of me and gently pushed his cock up my cunt. “OHHHH,” I cried as his cock rubbed the torn edges of my virginity. Raju started the fuck movement at first slowly then at a faster pace. I didn’t feel anything and lay under him staring at the ceiling. Soon I felt a sensation in my choot which I had never felt before. I closed her eyes to enjoy this feeling. In the meanwhile Raju kept pumping my cunt with regular strokes. “Oh,” I moaned. Raju grinned and gave my choot a couple of hard strokes. “Oh Raju,” I moaned. “It feels nice, doesn’t it?” he chuckled. “Y…hes, it feels very nice,” I moaned. He humped me faster and faster. My hips moved up and down in the rhythm of his strokes. Suddenly with a loud pop Raju’s cock came out of my choot. Involuntarily “Oh Raju, lund ko choot main se nikal kyon liya? Aur chodo na, (Oh Raju, why have you taken your cock our of my cunt? Fuck me more),” I said moving my bottoms in fuck motion. “Sorry, it just fell out. I didn’t do it on purpose,” Raju said reinserting his cock in my choot and recommencing the in and out movement. “Oh Raju, I’ve never felt like this before,” I moaned placing her hands on his bottoms and pressing his crotch against my own. Soon I started to pump my hips upward, wanting to take his cock deeper and deeper inside my aroused choot. I bucked and humped my hips feverishly trying to keep in rhythm with the ever increasing speed of Raju’s strokes. Raju pumped faster and faster. Suddenly my whole body shuddered violently, my body arched and throwing back my head, I screamed, “OH Y…HES, FASTER MASTER FASTER OH Y…HESS OH OHHH OHH Y…HESSSSSSSSssss,” and drenched Raju’s cock with my cum and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. Few strokes later he rammed his cock deep inside my hitherto virgin choot and with a loud “AAAHHHHH,” deposited his load, blob by blob, at the mouth of my womb. He placed his lips on mine. We kissed while savoring the intense pleasure we had just felt. When our kiss broke Raju rolled off. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up after half an hour. Raju’s cock lay limp between his legs. I took it between my fingers and moved the foreskin up and down hoping it will get erect. “Kyon ek baar aur chudwana chahati hai? (You want me to fuck you one more time?)” Raju laughed rubbing his eyes. I blushed and nodded. Then we fucked one more time. It was nearly three. We dressed quickly. My panties were still wet therefore I stuck them in my purse. We skipped lunch and went to the movies. Next day we met at noon. Raju had a strip of plaster stuck on his chin. “What happened?” I asked. “You women are all alike,” Raju laughed, “My mom asked the same question.” “Stop joking and tell me,” I insisted. “I had to explain the blood spots on the towel therefore I cut myself while shaving,” Raju laughed and winking added, “I couldn’t tell mom that this blood is from Suman’s choot when I deflowered her.” “Why not?” I said. “Nothing is lost yet,” Raju chuckled, “I’ll tell her when I get home.” “I’ll kill you if you do,” I threatened. We both laughed. “What did you do with your panties?” Raju asked, “I hope you burnt it as I suggested.” “Last night I was too tired so after a rough rinse I hid the soiled panties under a pile of dirty clothes thinking I’d burn it today. But the damned laundryman turned up today instead of tomorrow. Mama emptied the dirty clothes basket early in the morning and found them,” I explained. “I can’t give your panties to the laundryman. They were in a disgusting state. You’ll have to wash them yourself,” mummy said, “Suman, how many times have I told you that you should keep track of your period. Then this sort of thing would never happen.” “I try to but forget,” I replied obediently. “Why did your mummy assume that the blood was from your period,” Raju asked, “By the way has the ugly flow commenced?” “Yes last night,” I replied, “I suppose she keeps track of it.” “It would have been great fun if you had told her that this is the blood which came out of your choot when Raju deflowered me yesterday,” Raju chuckled. “Yeah fun for you but death warrant for me,” I replied, “she would have killed me.” We both laughed. “This is my story,” Suman said, “Now you be the judge and tell me who deflowered me Raju or Sahebji?” “It was Raju’s lund…”Lila giggled. “…powered by Sahebji’s story,” Saaima giggled. “I’d say it was joint effort,” Miss Rosie laughed. “Kya kissi aur ne tujhe choda hai? (Has anyone else fucked you?)” Saaima asked. “No,” Suman replied. “Have you sucked Raju’s cock?” Lila asked. “No, he wanted me to but I said I’ll suck your cock only if you lick my choot,” Suman said, “He never licked my choot and I didn’t suck his cock.” “Raju must have fucked you in the ass hole?” Miss Rosie asked. “He wanted to but I wouldn’t let him,” Suman said. “Don’t worry,” Mira giggled, “Saheb and Ramu will soon complete your education.” “Suman, you have to lick Rosie ma’am’s choot,” Saaima said. “As you say,” Suman replied. . “Saheb, aap isse chodoge ya isski kori gaand maaroge? (Saheb, do you want to fuck her cunt or her virgin ass hole?)” Lila enquired. “Main tau iss chodunga. Ramu isski kori gaand maar sakta hai (I’ll fuck her. Ramu can fuck her in her virgin ass hole),” I said. We adjourned to Rosie’s bedroom. “Alright my dear my choot is ready for your tongue,” Rosie said half sitting and half lying on the bed with her legs wide apart. Suman crouched between Rosies,’s legs and gave her choot couple of tentative licks. “Suman, lick properly, you’ve licked a choot before. My choot won’t bite you,” Rosie giggled. “Just getting the taste of your choot,” Suman giggled and started to eat Rosie’s cunt vigorously. While Suman was licking Rosie’s cunt Ramu lubricated her ass hole from outside and inserting a finger in her ass hole lubricated it from inside. “Oh Ramu,” Suman moaned as Ramu moved his finger in and out. Then Ramu placed his cock on her puckered hole and applied pressure. “STOP RAMU STOP IT IS HURTING,” Suman screamed pulling her ass away. “Don’t stop, keep licking my choot,” Rosie said sternly. “I can’t lick if Ramu is going to hurt me like this,” she cried. “Suman, you have to lose your ass hole cherry today whether you like it or not,” Nisha said. “Main apni gaand nahin marwaungi (I am not going to let anyone fuck me in my asshole),” Suman said stubbornly placing her hand on her ass hole stubbornly. “Kyoon nahin maarne degi?” Susan said belligerently, “Ramu ne hum sab ki gaand maari hai aur ab teri gaand maarainge (Why won’t you let anyone fuck you in your asshole? Ramu has fucked us in our asshole and now he’ll fuck your butt).” Suman looked towards Rosie for support. “Susan is right,” Rosie said. “Ma’am, please help me,” Suman begged. “Suman, main kuch nahin kar sakti. Ramu teri gaand tau maarenge (Suman, I can’t help you. Ramu will plug your asshole). We all agreed that we will cooperate with Ramu and Saheb,” Rosie said. “Oh my God! I shall die,” Suman cried. “Did you like it when Ramu finger fucked your asshole?” Rosie asked. “Yes, but his cock is so thick. It will hurt very much,” Suman cried with tears in her eyes. “Yes, a little, and then you’ll love it,” Saaima said, “now be a good girl and cooperate.” Continuing to sob softly Suman got on all fours between Rosie’s legs. Ramu placed his cock on Suman’s rear door. “Ramu, please be gentle with her,” Rosie requested holding Suman’s hand. “Sure” Ramu said and applied pressure. ‘OOOUUUUU,’ Suman yelped gripping Rosie’s hand tightly. Suman’s asshole refused to open. Ramu increased the pressure. ‘OH PLEASE, STOP IT IS HURTING VERY BADLY. PLEASE STOP. MA’AM ASK RAMU TO STOP,’ she shouted. “Just a little more patience then it won’t hurt anymore,” Rosie said squeezing her hand reassuringly. “AAAAAAYYYYYYYIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE,” Suman screamed as her asshole snapped open and Ramu’s cock was more than half buried in it. “NIKALO RAMU APNA LAURDA MERI GAAND MAIN SE NIKALO (RAMU, TAKE YOUR COCK OUT OF MY ASSHOLE),” Suman screamed. Ramu pulled back his cock to till the entrance and pushed it back in. He did this again and again till his balls were banging against her choot. “MA’AM, ASK RAMU TO TAKE OUT HIS COCK FROM MY ASSHOLE,” Suman yelled. Ignoring her pleas Ramu started to move his cock in and out of her puckered hole. Suman was calmer but continued to groan. Ramu continued to fuck her in the asshole and simultaneously rubbed her choot. “Is it still hurting?” Mira asked. “Just a little,” Suman groaned. “Suman, you can now resume licking ma’am choot,” Lila said. Suman began licking Rosie’s choot while Ramu fucked her ass hole. Five minutes later Ramu finished and withdrawing his cock moaned, “Oh it was lovely,” Ramu moaned, “I haven’t fucked an ass hole as tight as hers for a long time.” Just then Rosie came sending a stream of hot cum into Suman’s mouth. Suman swallowed it greedily. “Suman, how did you like your first butt fuck,” Nisha giggled. “Not much. It was very painful,” Suman replied rubbing her ass. “It won’t hurt after you have been fucked in your ass hole a couple of times,” Susan said. “I won’t let anyone fuck me in the butt again,” Suman said stubbornly. “We’ll see,” Mira giggled. “Let us go back to the drawing room and hear Faiza’s story,” I suggested. In the drawing room we sat in a circle as before. “Faiza, you can start now,” Rosie said after we had settled down. “Wait a minute. Big tits, come sit on my cock,” I said pointing to my standing cock. She got up and took a step towards me but stopped. “What is the matter?” I said, “Why have you stopped?” “Aap apna laurda meri gaand main tau nahin dalenge? (You won’t shove your cock up my ass hole?),” Suman said. “Zaroor dalooga lakin abhi nahin (I will but not now),” I laughed, “Abhi main tujhe chodunga (At present I’ll fuck you).” Suman ran to me and slowly impaled her choot on my erection. “Are you comfortable?” I enquired. “Oh yes very,” Suman replied with a broad grin. “Can I start now?” Faiza asked. “Yes, we are all ears,” I replied pressing Suman’s big tits. FAIZA’S STORY By nature I was very horny and started to masturbate at an early age but I had my first sexual experience when I was thirteen. I have always been very keen on physical fitness and used to jog daily. It was the month of July. The monsoons had set in. I couldn’t go jogging for several days because it had been raining off and on. As soon as the weather cleared I got into my track suit and went for a run. On the way the weather suddenly changed and the skies became overcast. I decided to return home when it started to rain heavily. I got drenched before I could take shelter under a tree. I stood shivering under the tree waiting for the rain to stop. I heard a female voice hailing me, “Hallo there, can I give you a lift?” I peered through the curtain of rain and saw a lady in a car smiling at me. “No thank you, I’ll be all right,” I replied with my teeth chattering. I remembered my mother’s warning to be wary of strangers. “Don’t be silly,” the lady said, “get in or you’ll fall ill.” “It is a lady what harm can she do to me,” I thought and hesitatingly got into her car, mumbling words of thanks. “Where do you live?” she asked. I told her. For a few minutes nobody spoke. Then she asked switching on the car heating, “Child, what is your name? I am Mrs. Sonia Kama.” “My name is Faiza,” I replied shyly. “Which school do you go to?” she enquired. I told her. “Do you know Mr. Kama? He is a teacher in your school,” she said. “Yes, ma’am, I have seen him,” I replied. “Don’t call me “ma’am”,” she said, “I suggest you call me aunty.” “As you like,” I confirmed. “Does he teach you?” she asked. “No, aunty, he teaches economics. I am too young. We have economics in higher classes only,” I replied. “How old are you, my dear? she asked. “Thirteen,” I replied. We entered a crowded area and she concentrated on driving. I closed my eyes and relaxed as I felt much more comfortable with a teacher’s wife. Suddenly she turned into a gate and said, “Faiza, we have arrived.” “Aunty, this is not where I live,” I exclaimed. “I know, my dear, I live here,” she chuckled, “I’ve brought you here because if you don’t get out of your wet clothes soon then you’ll catch pneumonia. Come follow me.” She took me to her bedroom. “Go into the bathroom and take off your clothes,” she advised, handing me a bath towel, “Rub yourself dry properly. I will get some warm milk for you.” I started to protest. “Shut up and do as you are told,” she said sternly, “Do you want to fall sick?” I went into the bathroom. The track suit was literally stuck to my body and I had to peel it off. I was not wearing a bra because my tits were small to require one. My panties were wet but I didn’t take then off. I scrubbed my body and hair dry with the towel and then wrapping it round my torso, waited for Mrs. Kama to return. Mrs. Kama returned carrying a glass of milk on a tray. “Here drink this you’ll feel much better,” she said giving me a big glass of hot milk. I took a sip but it was too hot. “Take your time, it is hot. In the meanwhile I’ll see spread your track suit out to dry. “Please don’t bother,” I protested, “I’ll wear it as it is.” Ignoring my protest she went into the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later carrying my track suit. “Faiza, where are you underclothes?” she asked. “I don’t wear a bra yet,” I said blushing. “Oh how lucky. When I was young, I hated wearing a bra, and didn’t wear one till I got married. Now I’ve to wear it to keep my breasts from sagging,” she chuckled cupping her big boobs, “What about panties? You don’t wear them either.” I blushed and kept quiet. “You silly girl, don’t tell me you are still wearing the wet panties. You’ll fall sick,” she said getting angry, “Go and take them off and dry yourself there properly.” I started to protest. “Faiza, I am saying this for your own good,” she said kindly taking the glass of milk from me, “Go and take them off.” I took off my panties and rubbed my choot dry. Then wrapping the towel around me I came out of the bathroom and, blushing profusely, gave my wet panties to Mrs. Kama. “How cute,” she giggled holding up my panties, “I haven’t worn such small panties since I was a girl.” I felt so embarrassed that my face became beet root red. “Sorry dear, if I’ve embarrassed you,” she laughed, “Drink your milk. It is now cold enough.” She was right. I liked milk and drank the whole glass in couple of large draughts. “Oh I’ve never felt like this before. It seems that my whole body is burning,” I giggled. “That’s all right. I added a couple of spoons of brandy to the milk so that you don’t catch a chill,” Mrs. Kama explained. I felt drowsy and yawned. “You must be very tired. Why don’t you rest here for a while,” she suggested pointing to the bed, “I’ll go and spread out your wet clothes to dry.” I felt very sleepy and lying down on the bed closed my eyes. I don’t remember when I fell asleep. I woke up with a start. I saw Mrs. Kama sitting next to me. “Sorry, I fell asleep,” I said trying to sit up. “Keep lying,” she said pressing my shoulder back on the bed. “OH MY GOD!” I exclaimed as I saw that the towel was no longer wrapped round me and I was buck naked. I immediately covered my small tits with my left arm and my choot with my right hand. “My dear, don’t hide your beautiful body. I could look at it the whole day,” she sighed. “Oh aunty, please don’t look. It is so embarrassing,” I cried and tried to get up again. “Stay where you are,” she snapped, “Remove your hands and let me look.” “Auntie, please,” I pleaded. “I said remove your hands,” she repeated sternly. Hesitatingly I removed my hands. “Oh my child, you are lovely and your choot is really beautiful,” she said caressing my choot. “Please auntie, I must go home,” I begged. “What is the hurry?” Mrs. Kama said, “Oh I must kiss your sweet choot.” She bent forward and planted three or four kisses on my hairless virgin choot. “Oh auntie, what are you doing?” I protested. She did not reply and separating my lower lips licked in between them. I was shocked and shouted, “OH AUNTIE.” “Oh your choot tastes so sweet,” she said running her tongue over her lips, “It has been a long time since I tasted a virgin choot.” “Oh auntie,” I said coloring up. “You are a virgin aren’t you?” she said. I nodded blushing. Auntie slowly leaned forward and gently kissed me on the lips. Her lips pressed tightly against mine. As the pressure increased, I felt her lips part and her tongue touched my lips, which were still tight together. Her tongue forced my lips open and made its way inside my mouth. Our tongues met and her tongue flicked playfully against mine. We continued to kiss passionately and I felt her hand gently caressing my ping pong sized boobs and pinching their nipples. When our kiss broke we were both out of breath. “Did you like it?” auntie panted. “Oh auntie,” I gasped, blushing. “Child, lie back, close your eyes and enjoy,” she giggled turning her attention to my choot. She crouched between my legs and lowered her head slowly down to my pussy. She separated the lips of my cunt and licked up and down between them. It was incredible. I became aroused and my clit became rock hard. Suddenly auntie took my clit in her mouth and started to suck it. “OH AUNTIE,” I yelped. “Nice, isn’t it?” she chuckled. “OH Y…HES, OH Y…HES,” I moaned. She laughed and continued to suck my clit. I had never felt like this before. My heart began to beat faster and faster. I felt an orgasm building inside me. It was only a few minutes away. My body started to tingle and my hips began to move up and down furiously. “OH AUNTIE…DON’T STOP….GO ON…OH OHHH OH Y…HESSSSSSS,” I screamed and released a flood of cum. Auntie quickly latched on to my choot hole and licked my love juices with relish. “I had nearly forgotten what a virgin’s love juice tastes like,” auntie said smacking her lips, “Faiza, you must go home now. Your mother must be getting worried.” “Where is my track suit?” I asked. “It is still wet. You can wear my daughter’s clothes,” auntie replied pointing to a pile of clothes, “You can return them later.” When I reached home ammi (mummy) scolded me, “Where have you been? We were so worried about you.” I told her everything truthfully except the choot licking part. “You could have at least phoned,” ammi said. “Sorry, I didn’t think of it,” I replied. I couldn’t forget the events of this morning. I couldn’t concentrate on my studies. I longed for the pleasant sensations produced by auntie’s tongue in my choot. I didn’t want to go and ask for my clothes. I needed another excuse to go back. Couple of days later, ammi said, “Faiza, return these clothes to Mrs. Kama and thank her. I’ve washed and ironed them. I laughed and laughed. I had completely forgotten about the clothes. “Why are you laughing?” ammi asked. “Nothing,” I replied trying to control my laughter, “I’ll return them tomorrow.” Next afternoon I rang Mrs. Kama’s doorbell. Mrs. Kama opened the door. “Hello Faiza,” she said, “What brings you here?” “I’ve brought the clothes you gave me. Ammi has washed and ironed them,” I replied giving the clothes to her. “Child, come on in I will fetch your clothes,” she said. Even after she had returned my clothes I did not make any move to leave but stood with down cast eyes. Mrs. Kama smiled knowingly and whispered, “Child, you want to feel my tongue on your choot again.” I blushed and nodded. “Go into the bedroom and take of your clothes,” Mrs. Kama laughed, “I’ll lock the front door and join you.” “Oh thank you,” I grinned thankfully and ran into the bedroom. In the bedroom I undressed quickly. Then lay down naked on the bed and waited for Mrs. Kama to come. Few minutes later Mrs. Kama entered. “I think I’ll join you,” she chuckled and took off her clothes. Mrs. Kama was in her late thirties and very well maintained. Her big boobs were firm with the slightest of sag. She had no pubic hair on her cunt. “Auntie, what happened to your pubic hair?” I asked pointing to her hairless choot. “Child, Mr. Kama does not like hair on the choot. Therefore I keep my choot shaved,” she tittered. After that afternoon I visited Mrs. Kama thrice a week. Mrs. Kama called on my mother several times. They talked for hours. Many a times auntie brought gifts for my three siblings and me. Ammi (mummy) was very impressed by auntie and her knowledge. She encouraged me to maintain contact with Mrs. Kama. About a month later, one afternoon when auntie had finished licking my choot she suggested that I should eat her cunt. I made a face and shook my head. She did not insist and changed the subject. Mrs. Kama had suggested that I should call before coming so that she could arrange to be alone and we could enjoy ourselves undisturbed. Couple of months later one afternoon when I called she said, “Child, sure come over. You know I have always got time for you. At present I am busy clearing the basement and leave the front door open. You go straight to the bedroom and I’ll join you as soon as I’ve finished.” The front door was open. I entered and carefully locked it behind me. As I entered the bedroom I saw a strange scene. Auntie was lying naked on the bed with her eyes closed and was rubbing her choot vigorously. I was so shocked that I let the door bang shut. Hearing the noise she opened her eyes. “Oh you have come,” auntie groaned, “Child, I am dying. Please help me.” I got worried. “Of course, I’ll help you,” I said sitting down next to her, “tell me what you want me to do?” “Oh I am feeling sooo horny. If I don’t cum soon I’ll die,” she groaned. “Auntie, what can I do to make you cum?” I said. “Oh child, kiss my choot. Oh hurry, child, hurry,” she gasped. Seeing her urgency I forgot my aversion to lick choots. I immediately bent forward and kissed her choot. “Oh now take my clit in your mouth and suck on it. Hurry, don’t waste any time,” she ordered. I took her swollen clit in my mouth and began to suck it. “Oh it feels so good. Now, my dear, place your lips on my choot hole…y…hes, that’s right…insert your tongue in my choot hole….don’t hesitate, do it…ahhh,” she gasped as I stuck my tongue inside her fuck hole. “Darling, now move your tongue in and out of my choot…yes, fuck me with your tongue,” she commanded. I inserted my tongue in her cunt and moved it in and out. “DEEPER, DARLING, DEEPER…Y…HESS, THAT’S THE WAY…AHHH I AM ABOUT TO CUM…KEEP TONGUE FUCKING ME. OHHH I AAAMMM CUMMMIIIINNNNGGGGGG,” she shrieked and before I realized what is happening she flooded my mouth with her cum. I tried to remove my head but she pressed it to her hole with her hand. Per force I had to swallow her cum. I liked the taste of her cum and licked her choot clean. “Oh thank you child, you saved my life,” she sighed. “I am glad I could help,” I said wiping my lips with my handkerchief. “Oh I am sorry that you had to lick my cunt,” she giggled, “I know you don’t like to lick choots.” “Auntie, actually I liked it,” I tittered blushing, “I wouldn’t mind doing it again.” “Of course my dear, this time we’ll do it together,” she laughed. Since that day we both licked each other’s cunt regularly. “Auntie, I have become a lesbian in two months time,” I said one afternoon when we had finished licking each other’s choot. “Don’t be absurd, licking a choot now and then doesn’t make you a lesbian,” she laughed, “When your choot tastes a cock you’ll love it.” “Mujhe kaun chodega? (Who will fuck me?)” I sighed. “Who knows maybe he is hiding behind the door waiting to fuck your virgin choot,” auntie giggled. “W…W…What! Who is it?” I yelped covering myself with a blanket. “There is no one,” auntie laughed, “I was joking.” I was born on 15th November. My 14th birthday fell on a Monday that year therefore I gave a party for my friends on Saturday, the 13th. Ammi insisted that I invite auntie also. Ammi had baked a large chocolate cake and prepared lots of goodies. We ate and played many games. Auntie was last to leave. “Faiza, come and see me on Monday,” she said while leaving, “I am not a good cook like your ammi but I’ll bake a cake for your birthday also.” I looked at ammi. “Of course you can go,” ammi said to me then turning to auntie she added, “Sonia, she will be there.” On Monday I reached auntie’s house directly from school. “Child, I have a birthday present for you,” auntie said as we lay resting after we had eaten each other’s pussy. “Oh thank you auntie, but you gave me a wonderful present on Saturday,” I said. “My dear, I am not giving you this present but lending it to you,” she clarified. “I don’t understand,” I replied shaking my head. “You can use it here but you can’t take it home,” auntie elaborated. “What is this present?” I asked. “Mr. Kama ka lund (Your uncle’s cock),” she giggled. “W…W…What are you saying?” I stuttered. “Aaj Mr. Kama teri kori choot ko pharenge (Your uncle is going to deflower you today),” she said. “Hello, did anyone take my name,” Mr. Kama said entering the room. Uncle was naked and his big cock, at least I thought it was huge as it was the first cock I was seeing, standing on its hairy bed with its red bell shaped head pointing towards the ceiling oozing pre cum. “Isn’t it nice and big?” auntie said fisting uncle’s cock, “Take a good look at it before it goes up your choot.” “Auntie, please I don’t want to be fucked,” I said standing up. “Listen girl, you will lose your cherry today either willingly or by force,” auntie announced sternly, “Come and lie down.” “Auntie, please,” I said covering my choot with my hands. “I must fulfill my promise to your uncle. When I licked your choot for the first time I narrated the whole incident to him,” auntie said. “I want her cherry,” uncle had said. “I promise that he will have your cherry but only when I want it and he had agreed,” I had said. “Since that day he has been watching us and waiting. Do you recall the day when I had said who knows that the man who will deflower you is hiding behind the door…if you had opened the door then you would have discovered him watching us. Now be a good girl and lie down,” auntie said. “Auntie, please I don’t want to be deflowered,” I pleaded. “Lie down on the bed, I say,” auntie said getting angry. “No I won’t,” I retorted stubbornly. . “Rape her,” she told her husband calmly. “NOOOO,” I screamed as uncle grabbed my arm. “Then do as you are told,” auntie chuckled. “It will hurt,” I said grasping at straws. “A little but it’ll hurt much more if he rapes you,” auntie said. “What if I get pregnant?” I asked. “Don’t be foolish, you can’t get pregnant,” auntie laughed, “You have not yet menstruated.” Hesitatingly I lay down on the bed. Uncle caught my ankles and placing my legs on his shoulders lay on top of me. He put his hand between my wide spread thighs and taking his cock in his hand rubbed it up and down between my choot slit. “Oh it feels sooo good,” I moaned as my choot got wet. “This just the beginning,” auntie giggled, “When your uncle finishes fucking you you’d want to take his cock home with you.” Uncle placed his cock on the mouth of my cunt and applied pressure. “OOOOOooo,” I screamed as the swollen head of his cock painfully stretched the entrance of my choot and slid in till my hymen stopped its further progress. Uncle took a firm grip of me and pressed his cock further inside my cunt. His cockhead butted against my hymen. The hymen wrapped round his cockhead with out tearing. “AAAAAYYYYYIIIIIEEEEEEE, UNCLE STOP. IT IS HURTING,” I shouted. Uncle pulled back and tried again. “AAAAAAAYYYYYYIIIIIIIEEEEEEE,” I yelled as I felt my hymen rupture and uncle’s cock rushed into my choot till his pubic hair tickled my clit. He started to fuck me with slow long strokes. My choot was still hurting. I stared at the ceiling as I lay under him groaning softly. Slowly his strokes picked up speed. I felt a new sensation in my choot. I closed my eyes to enjoy this new feeling. Gradually the good feeling started to spread in all my body. “Uncle, it feels so good,” I moaned. My body tingled. My hips started to move in rhythm of uncle’s in and out strokes. “Oh uncle, it feels soooo goooood,” I moaned. The sensation got more and more intense. I was rapidly approaching an orgasm. Involuntarily my thighs opened further. My body arched pressing my choot against his crotch. “Don’t stop….Go on,” I moaned. Sensing that I was about to cum uncle fucked me faster and harder. My hips were moving up and down at a furious pace. Without missing a stroke uncle continued to fuck me. “OH UNCLE, MUJHE AUR ZOR SE CHODO (OH UNCLE, FUCK ME HARDER),” I shouted. His strokes became faster and harder, soon I was ready to cum. My hips were moving in rhythm of his strokes. ‘OH UNCLE! OHHHH UNCLE I AAAMMMM CUMMMMMIIINNNGGG,” I shouted and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. Suddenly he grunted loudly and I felt spurts of his hot cum fill my choot. His strokes became slower and slower till he stopped completely and lay panting on me. Our lips drew to each other and for a long time we lay as one savoring the sensation we had just enjoyed. When the kiss broke uncle rolled off me. “Faiza, it was wonderful,” he panted, “Did you enjoy it too?” “Enjoy it? It was just heavenly. I have never experienced such an intense orgasm before,” I replied kissing and hugging him. “Darling, did you enjoy yourself because you came very soon,” auntie asked her husband. “I couldn’t help it. Her choot is very tight,” uncle said getting up. “Uncle, don’t leave. Fuck me again,” I begged blushing. “Not today, some other day, I have to go to a meeting now,” he said leaving the room. “Faiza, it is getting late. I think you better go home also,” auntie said. At the front door when I was kissing auntie good bye she giggled, “Don’t you feel like taking your present home with you?” Blushing I nodded and ran out. Now uncle also joined us whenever he was free. Uncle’s presence made things more fun. Auntie was very nice about everything. Once when uncle wanted to fuck me, I said, “Uncle, fuck auntie. It is her turn now.” “No, let him fuck you,” she had replied, “He can fuck me at night also.” From that day uncle fucked me most of the time. What I loved most was when he pumped my choot while I licked auntie’s pussy. One day, when I arrived at their house auntie was sucking uncle’s cock. I had developed a taste for auntie’s love juices and was keen taste the spunk of a man. “Uncle, may I suck your cock after auntie?” I said. “You can take over right now,” auntie offered taking uncle’s cock out of her mouth, “I had just started.” “You don’t mind,” I asked. “Not at all,” auntie giggled, “I have sucked his cock before.” I kneeled before him and taking his cock in my mouth began to suck it. While I sucked uncle moved his hips back and forth fucking my mouth with his cock. After several minutes of sucking uncle breathed harder and moaned, “Oh Faiza,” and moved faster and faster. I sensed that he was about to ejaculate. I prepared myself to receive his cum. But to my surprise he held my head tightly and with a loud grunt shoved his cock deep down my throat. I was about to gag when he pulled out. His first spurt went straight into my stomach. The second one hit the back of my throat. I swallowed the balance of his jism as fast as he jettisoned it in my mouth. I relinquished his cock only when his balls had no spunk to give. “How was it?” auntie chuckled. “Oh it was lovely,” I sighed smacking my lips, “Auntie, his cum was so thick and creamy.” In early December auntie said, “Faiza, today is your uncle’s birthday. What present are you going to give him?” End of part 8. To be continued… “ .