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 Nitu Story:- When I was a very little girl, we were well-off.  I mean that
we had money and lived in a nice house.  When I was a little older, we were
what you'd call pretty rich.  And now we're filthy rich, all because my
granddad and his sons built up a good shop .  You've probably heard the
quote about how the very rich are different from you and me.  Well it's
true.  After my uncle and aunt died in a plane crash when I was five,
Granddad and Dad became very protective of me and my brother KRISHNA .  Dad
and Mom adopted my cousin AMIT.

   AMITand KRISHNA are the same age, four years older than I.  We didn't
associate with lots of other kids outside of school, so we spent lots of
time together.  I've always had a crush on both of them.  As a pre-teen, I
was a big pest.  But they always were nice to me, even when they didn't
want me around.

   We all went to the same private academy in DELHI.  Our parents were
always away working or visiting far-off countries or the like, and we were
left in the hands of bodyguards, all of whom we hated and conspired
against. In return, we were never allowed to go to other kids' houses or
the other fun things normal kids like to do.  Each day after school, we
were picked up by the bodyguards and driven back .

   When I was eleven, the boys were sent to a boarding school.  We saw each
other on school holidays, but never on weekends.  Each time they came home
after months away, I was thrilled to see how they had grown up.  Both were
athletes.  AMIT was on the track team, and KRISHNA was a wrestler.  With
the training they did, they developed muscular physiques.  I thought they
were the most handsome boys I had ever seen.

   At the age of fourteen, I too was sent to a tony boarding school for
girls, and only came home for school holidays.  I was not a good student
except for art, which I loved.  I planned to become an artist and live in
DELHI .By then I had developed physically so that my breasts filled out my
sweaters and my pussy was covered in soft brown fur.  When I discovered
masturbation, an entire fantasy world opened up to me.  At night lying in
bed, I would play with myself for hours imagining that some handsome man or
other was fucking my wet slit and kissing my nipples.  All of the girls had
private rooms at school, so I never had to worry about roommates
discovering my nocturnal activities.  Although I tried to suppress my
thoughts, the man I pictured the most often was my brother KRISHNA .

   We had occasional dances at the school arranged with neighboring boys
schools of the proper social level, but I never met anyone at these affairs
who attracted me in a serious way.  In any case, we were too carefully
guarded to let anything serious happen.  So I remained virginal all through
my years at school.

   At the age of eighteen, I was a junior.  Each of the dorm floors had
senior girls who were designated as "monitors" and were tasked with
supervising the younger ones.  Our monitor was named KALPANA.  She and I
had been casual acquaintances for years because she had been attending the
school since primary.  One night I was lying in my bed with my nightgown
hiked up around my hips and my fingers busily exploring my inner depths.  I
had been giving myself one after another particularly strong orgasm, and
although I am normally pretty non-vocal, this session was exceptional.  As
I gasped and let out little moans, KALPANAheard me as she was passing my
room.

   I opened my eyes to see KALPANA standing in my doorway.  How long she
had been watching I don't know.  She was dressed in a long sheer nightgown,
and her long straight brown hair hung down over her shoulders practically
to her waist.  With the hall light behind her, I could see the outline of
her legs through the gown.  She was leaning on the door frame with one hand
between her legs.

   I gasped in alarm as I simultaneously struggled to pull down my gown and
cover myself with the sheets.  KALPANA closed the door and walked over to
me and sat down on the side of the bed.

   "Don't worry about it," she assured me.  "I do the same thing all the
time.  I just try to keep quiet."

   "Really?" I asked naively.  "I thought I must be the only one.  It seems
so dirty.  But it feels so good."

   "Are you still a virgin?" she asked gently.

   "Of course I am," I came back.  "Aren't you?"

   She laughed at that sally.  "Not for quite a while.  Do you like being
one?"

   "I'm saving myself for my wedding." It now seems quite amazing to me
what a little prude I was then.

   "That didn't answer my question." KALPANA bent down over me and kissed
me on the lips.  This was quite a shock!  Although we had often kissed on
the cheeks as greetings, this was different.  She turned on my bedside lamp
and looked down at me.  Although I had pulled the hem of my nightgown over
me, the juices from my pussy had soaked through the front, and the odor of
my sex was heavy in the air.

   I felt helpless to react as she raised the hem of my gown to expose my
sex to her gaze.

   "Let me show you," she said in a husky whisper, lowering her mouth to my
stomach.

   She kissed my belly button and then with tiny kisses her lips descended
my abdomen until they touched the moist hair above my pussy.  She gently
parted my legs with one hand as she moved lower, until her tongue made
electric contact with my erect button.  As she slowly licked around my
sensitive clit, she pushed one then two fingers into me.  I was so wet that
they entered easily.  I felt myself become even more wet as the fingers
fucked me and her mouth gave me more pleasure than I'd ever been able to
give to myself.  I opened my legs as wide as I could to give her access as
my hands squeezed by breasts and my hard, almost painful nipples.  When I
looked down, her eyes were boring into mine as her lips and fingers worked
their magic.  I can't say how many times I came before she raised her face
from my between my legs.  Perhaps it was one continuous orgasm.  At the end
I fell back on my pillow, covered with sweat and flushed all over my body.

   KALPANA sat beside me looking down with a strange expression.  "For a
beginner you really freaked out there," she said.  "My first time I was so
nervous I didn't feel anything except the need to pee.  If I hadn't felt
your hymen just now, I would have never guessed that you're a virgin."

   I was now a bit recovered, and made some vague effort to cover my
breasts and legs with my gown.  "I don't know what to say.  I'm not a
lesbian.  How did you make me do that?"

   "I didn't make you do anything you didn't want to do.  You don't have to
be a lesbian to like someone's mouth on your cunt.  When there's no men
available, we have to make do with what's available.  Now!  You've had your
fun, it's my turn."

   "What do you mean?  You want me to do that to you?  That's disgusting!"

   Of course it wasn't disgusting, as my recent experiences had just
demonstrated.  So I regretted that outburst almost immediately.  Besides,
KALPANA had climbed onto my bed and straddled my chest.  She pulled her
gown over her head, revealing herself in total nudity.  She had a
magnificent pair of breasts whose nipples stuck out hard and full pointing
in separate directions.  Her long hair fell over her shoulders and onto my
face as she leaned over to kiss me full on the lips.  I knew immediately
that the musky smell on her face came from my juices, and this was
strangely exciting.  She moved up to straddle my face so that her pussy was
just over my mouth.  Her labia were swollen and her large clitoris stuck
out like a little penis engorged with blood.  I reached up gingerly and
parted her outer lips while I let a finger trail up to touch her button.

   "You don't need to be so gentle," she whispered.  I found her vaginal
opening and was able to easily fit three fingers inside.  Her cunt was warm
and moist and muscular.

   "Fuck me hard," she commanded.  I moved my hand up and down rapidly as
she asked.  It entered up to the knuckles.  "Harder, Harder!" I got all
four fingers in and was really pounding into her.  On the upstroke, I made
my thumb bump into her clit.  She was supporting herself on the bed's
headboard bucking on my hand, forcing herself down to meet my strokes, so
that I was afraid she would break my wrist.  Her juices were pouring out of
her and running down my hand and wrist.  With my free hand, I reached up to
tweak her nipples.  When she came, I could feel the muscles of her cunt
squeeze hard on my hand.

   She slumped down so that her matted hairs were pushed against my chin.
Her smell was strangely exciting, and I felt my own juices begin to moisten
my slit again.  I moved her gently so that I could probe her with my
tongue. She tasted different from me, but not unpleasantly so.  As I lapped
between her lips and up to her clit, still engorged and erect, she pressed
her cunt down on my face so that my tongue was able to enter more deeply
into her tunnel.  My mouth was covered with a fresh flood of juice, and I
was able to breathe only through my nose.  Both of us were letting out
little grunts and squeals as she came a second time.

   She slowly lowered herself onto the bed next to me and we fell asleep in
each others arms.  Only when daylight brightened the room through the
curtains did she rise silently, put on her gown, and disappear through the
door.

   After that night, KALPANA and I became best friends.  Needless to say,
we slept together almost every night when we thought we would not risk
being discovered.  She taught me to lots of new things I had never imagined
in my earlier pubescent fantasies.  She would come to my room with her
vibrator and have me fuck her with it.  She could get multiple orgasms with
it every time.  She would use the tip to stimulate my clitoris, but she
would never put it into my cunt.  "We need to keep you a virgin for your
husband," she laughed.

   However, she did share the pleasures of anal fucking with the vibrator.
With it buzzing in my asshole and her lips and tongue pleasuring my cunt, I
had guaranteed orgasms whenever I wanted.

   "Did you ever let a guy fuck you back there?" I asked after the first
time we did it.

   "Yes she said .  KALPANA had a foul mouth for such a well-bred girl.  I
was often shocked by the words she used.

   "Do you like it better with guys than with me?" I asked coyly.

   "You're jealous!" she laughed at me.  "No, not better but different. 
Most guys don't last long enough to satisfy me.  The only saving grace is
that guys our age can get it up again a couple of times.  Most of them
won't go down on me either.  They think it's dirty.  But when a guy is
lying between my legs pumping me hard, I really do like that.  Doggy style
is good too.  But the best is when I'm on top.  Then I'm in control and can
make it last a real long time.  You know I've made it lots more times with
you than any guy, so don't be envious of any boyfriend I'm lucky enough to
get."

   I kissed her for that.  "You're so beautiful, any boyfriend is lucky to
have you.  I'm even luckier."

   When summer came, KALPANA graduated and I was free for the long holiday.
I asked my parents if KALPANA could come to stay at our place for a while.
I was sure that they would refuse, but to my surprise they accepted the
idea warmly.  I found out later that KALPANA dad was a friend of my dad.

   KALPANA has gotten a car as a graduation present and it was agreed that
she would drive us home from school.  With all of her stuff loaded in the
car, we set off to drive the hundred or so miles to our place.  I noticed
that we were not on the direct route.  KALPANA said she had to make a stop,
and eventually we pulled up in front of a discreet low-rise office
building. KALPANA told me to come with her, and when we entered the
unmarked door I saw that we were in a doctor's office.

   "This is a little secret between us.  Dr.  SUMIT is a gynecologist with
a very select practice.  If you ever have a little 'female' problem you
need taken care of, he's the man to see.  Completely discreet.  Of course
it's not cheap either."

   "What do mean by female problem?"

   "Sometimes I think you were born yesterday.  I mean if you happen to
find yourself in a family way inconveniently, this is the place to come."

   I was taken aback.  "You mean an abortionist?" I thought about it for a
minute.  "Don't tell me you've had an abortion?"

   KALPANA laughed.  "No I haven't.  But I get my pills here without my
parents knowing about it.  And we're going to get you some too.  In case
your 'husband' shows up before the wedding.  Since I've turned you on to
sex, I feel responsible for you.  I won't be at school next year to keep
you out of trouble, so just regard this as a graduation present."

   Dr.  SUMIT was cool and professional.  I was surprised when he gave me a
full exam.  At school, the gynecologist is a woman.  As I lay on the table
with my legs in the stirrups and the speculum spreading me wide, I mused
that the doctor was the first man to ever look up my vagina.  I wondered if
he ever got excited looking up girl's twats all day.

   After the exam, Dr.  SUMIT handed me a prescription and two month's work
of pills in their little plastic calendar wrappers.  "I see that you're
still intact.  I assume that at your age you're been tempted to start
having sex.  Start taking these pills right away.  If you have any
reactions, call me and we can try a different type.  I recommend that you
use condoms even when taking the pills.  Birth control pills don't help
with diseases."

   The parents didn't find it unusual that KALPANA would share my room.  I
guess they thought that we were just "best friends".  My bedroom at home
was huge, and they moved a second bed in there.  Since my room is in a
different part of our big house, I was sure that we could act as we did at
school without being discovered.  What I hadn't planned on was that
KRISHNAand AMIT would be there are well.  They had both graduated from
college that year and were working for my dad in the company, learning the
ropes as it were.  They had their rooms in the same wing as my parents, and
we saw them every morning at breakfast and every evening at dinner when
they were in town.

   The first day we were home and I saw KRISHNA and AMIT again, my old
feelings for them returned.  I think that they saw me for the first time as
a grown woman, and their behavior to me seemed both more formal and warmer.

   But not for KALPANA.  When they were introduced, I sensed that something
passed between the three of them.  Lying in bed that first evening, KALPANA
said, "Why didn't you ever tell me you were living with two hunks like
that? I hope you don't mind if I try my luck."

   I did mind in a funny way but I said nothing.  Although I lusted for
KALPANA, I loved KRISHNA and AMIT .  And now I knew I loved them as men and
not as brothers.

   KALPANA flirted with both of them outrageously over the next day or two.
The third evening they went missing after dinner.  I was pretty suspicious
and started looking around the house and grounds to see what they were up
to.  When I got to the garden shed, I heard voice and other sounds. 
Creeping to the window, I looked in to see KRISHNA lying naked on a blanket
with KALPANA mounted on him, his big cock pumping in and out of her pussy.
At the same time, AMIT was standing in front of her with his cock in her
mouth.  This was the first time I'd ever seen real men's cocks, and fucking
at that.  Watching them made me very hot and I couldn't resist raising my
dress, dropping my panties, and burrowing my hand into my moist cunt.

   They all went on for a long time, so despite what KALPANA had said about
guys, these two knew how to hold their fire.  After what seemed like an
hour, I saw KRISHNA tense and grab KALPANA hips, holding her to him.  I
guessed he was cumming in her.  After a few moments, he seemed to go limp.
KALPANA kept sucking on AMIT cock, taking it really deep in her mouth. 
Moments later, he pulled out as his cum spurted out onto her chin and neck
and ran down between her breasts.  There seemed to be a lot of it.  This
was the first time I had seen a man cum, even though KALPANA had described
it to me in graphic detail.  The excitement of the scene was so intense
that I came sharply myself.

   I managed to pull up my panties and arrange my dress, and with a feigned
carelessness marched into the door of the shed.  You can't imagine the
surprise I caused the guys.  As they scrambled to hide their naked cocks
from their "innocent" little sister, KALPANA was laughing so hard I though
she would have a stroke....... .She got control of herself and said, "I bet
you got an eyeful, didn't you NITU?  I heard you standing our there playing
with yourself.  How did you like our little show?"

   This made me a little crazy.  "It was selfish of you to hog both of them
for yourself, while I had to make do with my fingers." I was surprised at
my own boldness but pleased by the shocked expression both of the men
exhibited.

   KALPANA teased me, "What do you mean?  Do you want your brother or your
cousin to fuck you?  Take your cherry?  You're supposed to be saving that
for your husband."

   "I don't care," I started crying.  "I love them better than any
husband." I ran over and threw my arms around KRISHNA waist, sobbing.  AMIT
had by then gotten his trousers on, but his muscular chest and stomach felt
wonderful against my cheek.  The smell of his maleness was so exciting, I
didn't care what I was saying.

   By then KRISHNA spoke for the first time.  "I love you too, but I'm not
going to make love to my sister.  That's horrible.  Even for AMIT, sex with
a first cousin is still incest."

   AMITcame over to put his arms around me.  "We both love you.  You're my
sister too.  It wouldn't be right to make love to you for either of us."

   I was still crying, holding onto KRISHNA.  "Kiss me!  Please!" I moved
my face up to AMIT and put my arms around his neck, pressing my lips to
his. He responded instinctively and opened his lips, so I stuck my tongue
into his mouth while I pressed my breasts against his naked chest.  But
after a moment he pushed me away.

   "This isn't right.  Stop it!"

   But I had felt his cock stiffen through his pants.  I turned to AMIT. 
"Please don't push me away too.  I love you."

   But the moment had passed, and all four of us silently arranged our
clothes, left the shed, and walked back to the house.

   KALPANAand I went to my bedroom.  When the door closed behind us, I
demanded, "take off your clothes.  I want to see what's in your pussy."

   "You want to see KRISHNA cum in me, do you?" KALPANA thought this idea
was cool, and she quickly dropped her skirt.  She was not wearing panties
so that I could see the residue of sex dried on her thighs and in her bush.
I pushed her down on the bed, spread her legs, and parted her lips.  I was
disappointed that there seemed to be nothing left of the semen that Paul
had surely filled her with.

   "Nothing left?  Sorry!  Since I was riding on him, most of it must have
dripped out.  Maybe he'll let you suck his cock next time." KALAPANA had a
cruel streak that showed itself from time to time.  "In the meantime since
you're down there, you can eat as much as you want."

   I stood up and looked down at her, spread-eagled on the bed.  "Eat
yourself if you can.  I don't feel like it right now.  Maybe you'll behave
better in the future."

   Things were frosty at dinner.  None of use talked to each other.  My dad
was out of town, but Mom asked us if we were feeling all right.  "No
problem.  We're just a little tired." We all mumbled things to that effect.

   Later as we undressed for bed, KALPANA came over and kissed me.  "Don't
me so mad.  I told you I was going to try my luck.  I didn't know you were
so jealous.  But I'm going to make it up to you if you're game.  I told
AMIT I was going to come to his room tonight, so what we'll do is this. 
You can wear my nightie and perfume, and put your hair up.  I've been
wearing this scent all day, so even a guy ought to remember it.  If you
keep the lights off and don't talk, I'll bet you can get in bed with him.
He seemed to like me sucking him off, so maybe you can try to do that.  But
don't blame me if he ends up fucking you and popping your cherry."

   This seemed like a great plan to me.  At that moment I would have agreed
to anything.  "What are you going to do?"

   "I thought about fucking KRISHNA again, but that can wait.  I'm going to
watch you and AMITto see what happens.  But remember, this is your show. 
I'm not coming to your defense if you get more than you bargained for."

   Later, dressed and perfumed, I crept down the darkened hallway to AMIT
room followed by KALPANA.  The door was closed and the lights were off.  I
opened his door and peered inside.  Moonlight streamed through open
windows. I could see AMIT dimly on his bed, apparently waiting for KALPANA.
He was naked, and stroking his erect cock slowly.  Seeing my shadow in the
doorway, he reached over to turn on the bedside lamp.

   "Leave the lights off," I whispered, hoping that he wouldn't recognize
my voice.  I glided swiftly over, climbed on the bed, and immediately
lowered my lips to his groin.  Taking his cock gingerly in one hand, I
guided the head to my lips.  This was the first time I had touched a man's
cock, and the feeling was so erotic that I felt my cunt start to moisten.
Running my lips around the head, I marveled at how soft the skin was.

   "You're in a big hurry, aren't you?" AMIT whispered.  With his hands he
guided me so that my legs straddled his neck.  Pushing the hem of my
nightie onto my back, he applied his lips to my slit, and let his tongue
wander from my asshole down to where it parted the folds of my cunt. 
Although KALPANA had so often done the same, I felt completely different.
AMIT cheeks were slightly rough and scratched the inside of my thighs.  I
needed to pay attention to his cock in my hands and mouth as well.  KALPANA
and I had played games with her vibrator in the past, so I had some idea
how to give head.  However, the cock I was playing with was warm, and much
bigger around than that toy.  All of these sensations were so novel and
exciting that I came suddenly, dousing AMIT lips with my fluids.  This
seemed to set him off as he began to thrust up with his hips.  I tried to
keep up with him, licking the head of his cock as he pulled out, and trying
to take as much as possible in my mouth as he pushed up.  I could see that
his balls were drawn up tight, and I touched them lightly, feeling the soft
crinkly skin of his scrotum.  Remembering something KALPANA has told me, I
let one finger down to the base of his balls and pushed.

   This stimulation had an effect.  AMIT took his mouth from my cunt, and
gasped, "Fuck, I'm cumming".  The first spurt went deep to the back of my
throat, causing me to cough.  I took my mouth from him and the next glob of
cum hit me on the nose and upper lip.  Recovering my composure a bit, I
made little pumping motions along the shaft and head as more of his semen
oozed from his cock.  I licked each drop off, savoring the slightly salty
taste.  It was different from a woman's taste, and I decided then that I
liked it.

   Sensing that the cock in my hand was softening, I gave it a final lick
and kissed its head.  I turned around to see that Ron was lying flat with
his eyes closed, breathing hard.  I moved up to him and kissed him with my
cum-drenched, then ran out of the room.

   Rushing back to my room, I found KALPANA on her bed, legs spread,
working her hand into her pussy.

   "I did it," I whispered.

   "Fuck yes you did.  I was watching the whole time.  You were so hot. 
That was the first time I ever saw another girl and a guy.  I just had to
make myself cum." I got on the bed with her and kissed her mouth.  The
man-scent on my breath seemed to bring her to climax, as she pushed her
tongue against mine.

   "Let's try it again tomorrow night with KRISHNA.  See if you can set up
a date in his room like tonight." I had decided to myself that if I could
manage it, I would let KRISHNA fuck my pussy.  I'd had enough of being a
virgin.  Giving head to AMIThad convinced me that sex with a man could be
as exciting as with KALPANA "I'll see what I can do.  Based on this
afternoon's experience, it shouldn't be too difficult."

   The next day passed slowly.  Both of the men went into the city to work,
and KALPANA and I spent the afternoon horseback riding.  The feel of the
saddle between my legs made me horny as I fantasized about the evening's
adventure to come.  I resisted bringing myself off since I wanted to save
up for KRISHNA.

   Finally the hours had passed and, when eleven in the evening finally
rolled around, I was dressed in KALPANA nightie and smelling of her
perfume. KALPANA and I snuck down the hall to KRISHNA room.  This time the
lights were on.  KALPANA opened the door and poked her head into the room.
"Turn off the lights, KRISHNA.  It's more romantic in the moonlight."

   When he had done so, it was I rather than KALPANA who glided into the
room and onto KRISHNA bed.  He was reclining propped up on a pillow.  I
immediately dove down to his waist, hiding my face.  His cock was only
half-hard, so I occupied myself as I had with AMIT, taking it gently into
my mouth and licking slowly just below the head.  He started to swell
immediately.  I was on my knees beside him with my backside facing him. 
This gave him easy access as he slowly stroked my buttocks and between,
passing over and around my asshole and then down to probe my pussy, which
was sopping wet.

   "Mmmmm," he said as he hardened to full length.  I couldn't get him
entirely in my mouth, so I rolled my lips and tongue over the head, and
then licked down the shaft to its base.  He placed both hands on the globes
of my ass and leaned forward to kiss between my legs.  I swung one leg over
him and spread myself as wide as possible over his body, giving him full
access to my innermost depths.  I looked up towards the door, which was
cracked open.  Knowing that KALPANA was watching us gave an extra fillip of
pleasure to what I was doing.

   KRISHNA cock began to ooze slightly.  I imagined that this was the
pre-cum which KALPANA had once explained to me.  When I felt his tongue
probing my asshole as his fingers circled my clit, I came at once with what
seemed like a veritable flood of juice streaming from me.

   "I think you're ready, eh?  Let's do it doggy." KRISHNA whispered.

   "Yes!  I'm ready," I thought to myself.  "I'm finally, truly ready." The
doggy position was ideal as I wouldn't have to face him, so the risk of my
identity being discovered seemed remote.  I raised up to support myself on
my knees so that he could crawl out from under me, and I pulled the nightie
over my head and threw it to the floor.  I felt his belly lean against my
buttocks as he slid his cock against my back and then down along my slit.
His hands lay lightly on my hips as the cock head made teasing touches up
and down.  At one point, he rested it against the opening to my ass, and I
wondered if he might be thinking of putting it in.  Finally he placed the
head between my lips at my sopping opening, and pushed in slowly.

   Although my cunt was super-lubricated, he had some difficulty entering.
I felt the cock head spreading my lips apart and pushing against the inner
walls.  "You're really tight," KRISHNA said.  I wanted him to push it all
in with a single thrust, ridding me of my troublesome maidenhead once and
for all.  KRISHNA had other ideas.  He seemed to like the resistance and
made tiny pushes in and out, each time gaining a fraction of an inch.

   After what seemed an eternity, I felt the head push against my hymen. 
Sweat beaded my brow.  "Do it," I thought.  "This is it.  make me a woman
at last." But it was not to be.

   "Fuck!" said KRISHNA .  He pulled out abruptly and switched on the
light. The masquerade was over.

   "What the fuck are you doing," he shouted angrily.

   I wanted to say, "Trying to fuck you, my dear lovely brother." But all I
managed to do was cry.  I put my arms around him and whimpered, "Don't me
mad at me.  I'm sorry.  I thought you'd like me.  I love you." Now KRISHNA
is a really kind-hearted man, so my tears and supplications left him at a
loss.  He knew he should be furious at me, but the fact that he was naked
holding a crying naked woman in his arms made a situation for which he was
totally unprepared.  I noticed that his erection seems as hard as ever as I
pressed my tits against him.

   "You're acting like a silly kid.  How could I live with myself, knowing
I've taken your virginity?  Get the hell out of here!"

   "Wait here a minute.  I want to show you how I really feel about you." I
ran out of the room, buck naked, and rushed back to my room.  KALPANA had
seen the whole scene and followed me.  I grabbed KALPANA vibrator and ran
back towards KRISHNA room.  When I arrived trailed by KALPANA, KRISHNA and
AMIT were both there, and KRISHNA had put on a pair of briefs.  His cock
was still engorged as evidenced by the protuberance that showed through the
cloth.

   AMIT eyes widened as I stormed through the door, vibrator in hand, naked
as the day I was born.

   My speech came out as if I had rehearsed it a hundred times.  "You guys
make me so mad I could bust.  What's the matter with you?  You must be
faggots or something.  Isn't my pussy pretty enough for you?" I sat down on
the bed and spread my legs for them.  "I think mine is as pretty as KALPANA
and you didn't have any trouble with fucking hers.  Look!  Mine fucks just
as nicely."

   I glided the tip of the vibrator between my lips and stroked it in and
out.  I could feel the tip contact my hymen each time.  KALPANA and the two
men stood there speechless watching me.

   "Fucking a virgin isn't so hard either.  Just watch!" Closing my eyes, I
forced the vibrator deep into me, feeling my hymen tear.  There was a sharp
pain, but nothing more.  I left the toy buried in myself for a moment, then
pulled it out slowly.  A few streaks of blood showed on it.  When it was
out, I threw it into a corner.

   "There!  I'm not a virgin anymore.  I told you I loved you and I hope I
proved it.  Now finish making me a woman."

   KRISHNA put his arms around me under my arms and picked me up, showering
my face with kisses.  I wrapped my legs around his waist as I met his
kisses with mine.  I somehow managed to notice that KALPANA and AMIT had
quietly left the room and closed the door.

   Lowering me to the bed, he dropped his briefs to the floor and kicked
them away.  NITU my dear, dear sister.  I've always loved you too.  And yes
I did want to make love to you.  But I couldn't make myself deflower you.
Since you made such a sacrifice yourself, I won't refuse you any longer."

   I scooted back on the bed and propped myself on the pillow, spreading my
legs wide.  A few droplets of blood stained my pussy lips.  Ron put himself
between my legs and gently spread my outer lips.  "Does it hurt?" he asked
gently.

   "A little.  Not too much.  Please do it.  I want you so much."

   He moved up towards me and put my legs over his shoulders.  Holding his
cock in one hand and opening my cunt with the other, he guided the cockhead
to lodge at the opening where it had already been not so long before.  This
time, he leaned forward in a slow steady movement so that I could see the
shaft disappearing into me a little at a time.  When it arrived at my
shattered hymen, I flinched a little, but the pleasure I was feeling
overcame any pain.  At last he was completely buried in me, his pubic hair
meshing with mine.  The sensation of fullness was incredible and I could
feel my tunnel squeezing his shaft like a glove.

   He moved in and out very slowly and sensually for what seemed like an
incredibly long time.  His lips were pressed to mine as our tongues danced
around each other.  Next he accelerated his motion so that he was almost
slamming into me.  I came hard.  He slowed down to a steady pace for a
while longer, then buried himself and stopped.

   "How do you like that?"

   "Oh God, it's better than I hoped.  Can you fuck me hard and fast
again?"

   "Yes but I'll cum.  I'll have to pull out."

   "I'm on the pill.  I want to feel your cum inside me.  Fuck me hard
now."

   KRISHNA needed no more encouragement, and began to plow into me as fast
and deep as he could, and I pushed back to him on every thrust.  Then I
felt him tense and he buried himself as his cock spewed into me.  At each
spasm he made a little thrust against me, so I he must have had six or so
ejaculations.

   We rested a few moments.  Putting his arms under me, he rolled us over
so that I was lying on top of him with his cock still buried in me.  I
undid my hair so that it fell down over his face.  Our lips met in one more
deep kiss while I sensed his cock soften and fall out of me.  A trickle of
fluid seeped out of my cunt and onto his belly and the bed sheets.  I
rolled off of him and saw that his cock was stained with a shiny mixture of
semen, my juices, and a little blood.

   I picked up the nightie and pulled it over my head.  Paul gazed at me
from the bed as if he couldn't believe what had just taken place.  I leaned
over to kiss him, "I want to do this lots more times.  We have all summer
to practice." With that I ran out of the room and back to mine.

   KALPANA wasn't there, so I took a long hot shower.  It's hard to
describe the feelings of fulfillment I felt.  A woman at last, and with the
man of my dreams.

   ...

   I could go on at great length about all that happened that summer, but
this story is already too long.  Having yielded my first maidenhead, more
or less, to KRISHNA, I felt obliged to yield my second to AMIT .  Neither
my brother or cousin had ever had anal sex before, but they both came to
love it as much as I do.  KRISHNA took KALPANA'Ssecond cherry the same
night that AMIT took mine.  The four of us seemed inexhaustible all summer,
and every evening was the scene of our private orgies.

   All good things come to an end, and KALPANA went off to college while I
had yet another year in boarding school.  Luckily for me, KRISHNA and AMIT
proposed that they could come to escort me on weekends, so that our
unsuspecting parents left us free for weekly sessions, most of which were
spent entirely in bed.

   After graduation, we had another glorious summer of sun and sex.  Then I
went off to Paris to study art for two years.  I had promised myself never
to have another man other than KRISHNA or AMIT, but I was able to meet any
number of women with the same "tastes" as me.  KALPANA came over for a
visits, and KRISHNA came several times as well.

   If you've read NITU'S story, you pretty much know what's happened since.