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It was long ago that a prank that some of my friends played, became
an interesting escapade. Some friends put in a matrimonial ad for me.
Besides a large bulk of mail, one day a couple came to visit me. They
looked around forty or so. I was thirty or so and was living alone. I
had just joined the University faculty.. For them I seemed to be a
good catch for their son who was an Executive in a middling firm. My
aspiring father-in-law was a smart man with a sword mousch. The wife
was equally cute -sparkling eyes, tight body, tennis-ball boobs,
impressive legs, and peacock gait. During the first five minutes they
made it clear that the son was generally on tour and therefore most
of the time the d-i-l will have to live with the I-ls. It would be
necessary for her to adjust with them.

Now, I was not serious about this whole affair, but for the sake of
fun I decided to go along. They were interesting talkers, both
Gopinath and Smitha. I told them that if the matter came to fruition,
I will not have any problems on that score. Then I excused myself to
prepare tea for them. While in the kitchen area, I thought about the
whole thing. What had struck me most was the wife. Smitha was
attractive, for a m-i-l. Gopinath too was not unattractive. If I had
met him in other circumstances, I would not have hesitated to bed
him. All these thoughts were making me juice in the middle quarters
of my bod. Suddenly, Smitha came into the cooking area and said, "let
me help you Didirani." She stood touching my bod. My hand became
unsteady. Her body aroma was making me intoxicated. She placed her
hand on my wrist to prevent the milk from spilling. She said, "Don't
fell embarrassed. I am also feeling the same thing" .She looked into
my eyes and I felt as if her stare was fucking me. With deliberate
moves she embraced me. Her embrace was very erotic. I found my leg
being squeesed by her thighs. Before I could react, she was kissing
me and her tongue was teasing my lips open. Softly but firmly, she
opened my lips and sucked my tongue into her mouth. After a deep,
erotic, arousing exchange of saliva, she said, "I have never failed
to spot eroticism and sexual instinct in a female." While saying
this, she was opening my blouse.. With the other hand she was
exploring my thigh. As her hand started moving towards the fountain
of love, my hand started pulling up her saaree. She was breathing
hard and whispering hoarsely, "Yes, touch my cunt. I am flowing". I
found that just like me also had nothing on under her petticoat. She
said, "Let us be comfortable somewhere". I managed to whisper, "Yes,
yes, let us lie down in my bedroom". I led her in. As soon as we
entered the bedroom adjoining the cooking area, she took off my
saaree. I took off the blouse and bra and pulled her face down to my,
by now bursting, erect nipple. She pushed me down on the bed and put
her mouth on my pussy. "Oh, so sweet. I am licking honey". I squeesed
her face with my thighs. "Oh these are like the banana tree. Smooth,
white and smelling of fruit". She was using her tongue like a dick,
she was sucking , licking, polishing - all at the same time. She was
like two persons working on me simultaneously. Suddenly I remembered
her husband. I tried to push her off, saying, "Mr. Gopinath may come
in". She said, "Let us finish our first round. Later we can ask him
also to join. He loves to be fucked by a prospective d-i-l". She took
off her saaree and blouse. Her bobs were excellent. Not very big, but
soft and suckable. Her waist was narrow. The hips flared outwards and
buttocks were like half melons, like they were made to receive the
weight of another woman. She was sleek, flexible, supple, and
responsive. I liked my good chance today. I could not restrain my
self. You know when I am in heat, I like using coarse words. I like
to hear them also. I kissed her neck, sucked her ear lobes, and took
her nipples into my mouth, saying, "Saassooji, mujhe bhee saas ke
doodh, chootar choomne kaa baraa sapnaa thaa. Chootras peene kaa
mazaa hee tab hai agar who saas kee phuddi se choosaa jaaye (m-i-l, I
used to dream to lick and suck the boobs, buttocks of m-i-l. You can
enjoy the cunt syrup only if it comes from the phuddi of the m-i-
l)". "Meraa sapnaa aadhaa pooraa ho gayaa (My dream has been half
fulfilled)" I gave her such a suck on the clit that her dam broke
loose - as if she was giving her cherry to me.

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Posted : 05/10/2011 11:35 am
 Anonymous
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At the peak of her ecstasy she shouted, "Gopinath, teri bahu ne meraa
ras nikaal diyaa. Ab tu uski phuddi kaa phaludaa banaa (Gopinath your
d-i-l has drained my essence.; Now you tear to shreds her cunt".
Simultaneously I felt his hands on my chootars. "Koi baat nahin
Smitha, lagtaa hai bahu seekhee sikhaaee hai. (No problem Smitha, it
appears that d-i-l is already trained.)" He exhorted his wife to keep
me busy so that there is no break in my enjoyment. He started kissing
my globes from behind. "Oh, chootar hain yaa shahad ke gaagar;
zyaadaa bare hon to mazaa nahin aataa (Oh, these are 'tocks or honey
pots. Too large a pair is not enjoyable."). He had a way with the
calves and the instep of the feet. He licked both my thighs. He took
my big toe in his mouth. I could not have sucked lund better. It
almost gave me an orgasm. Then all of a sudden he turned both of us
upside in such a way that our legs were hanging out of the bed. He
put his weight on his arms, resting them on our sides and
said, "Smitha jaan, tu ab bahu ke doodh pee. Mein apnaa lund-ras
iskee choot ke raaste tere moonh mein bhejtaa hun ( Smitha darling,
you now suck the boobs of the d-i-l, I am going to send my cock-juice
to you through her cunt)" He inserted his cock in my dripping and
open cunt. I had not yet seen him while fucking with Smitha. But I
felt his naked body just brushing mine. His belly seemed taut and
smooth. His pubic hair were tickling my 'tocks. The bulb of his
Shivalinga was large but its body was not monstrous, It was made to
give pleasure, not pain.

Just as I like. It should fit but not tear. He seemed according to my
taste, made for me. He had a way with his movements. I addressed him
for the first time now. "Abe Gopinath, aaj dikhaa de ke agar mein
teri bahu ban gayee to tu mujhe khush rakh sakegaa yaa nahin
(Gopinath, show me today that if I do become your d-i-l whether you
would be able to keep me happy)".

Now he was fucking me and I was massaging-squeezing his laura with my
cunt muscles, and Smitha was lick-sucking my nipples. The bed was
shaking with our movements. My cunt was heaven for him and an inferno
in my body. Suddenly he came, without any warning. I felt the jet
hitting straight the anterior wall of my choot. He gasped to his
wife, "Smitha mazaa aa rahaa hai? Bahu ke raaste meraa ras choosnaa
kitnaa acchhaa hai? Bahu ka ras sherbet mein nimbu kaa kaam kar rahaa
hai naa? (Smitha, are you enjoying? Is it not wonderful to drink my
juice via the bahu? Bahu's chootars is just like lime in sherbet,
yes?)" I was thrilled as well as angry. "Maather chod, mujhe istemaal
kar rahaa hai apni beebee ko mazaa dene ke liye (Mother-fucker, you
are using me to pleasure your wife?) I threw him off me. He landed on
the floor. His fuck pole was standing straight, shining with my cunt
cream. In one dash I sat on his pole, my cunt engulfing it entirely.
I sat upright and started chewing it with my choot. I shouted to
Smitha, "Chal saassoo, sasur ke munh pe apni phuddi fit kar aur mera
ras uske raaste pilaa (come on m-i-l, fit your cunt on f-i-l's mouth
and serve him my juice through it") She said, "Mein to bhosree kee
aulad ko tera ras phawaare se pilaaungi (I will serve your juice to
this son of a much-used-cunt from the fountain)" and she let go her
yellow stream. Gopinath tried to gulp it down, but could do only
partial justice I was so thrilled to see her urinating into her
husband's mouth that I exploded on a huge orgasm. I collapsed.
Simultaneously both of them also came.. After relaxing for some time
we started talking. Smitha put one finger of Gopi in her cunt and
pressed her thumb into mine.

She said, "Chooton ke raaste ab hum ek hain. Bataa rundiDidi meri
bahu banegi? Hamaare khelon ka bete ko pataa nahin hai? (Tell me
slutDidi, do you agree to be my daughter-in-law? Our son does not
know of these games. We are already one through our cunts)" I was not
yet ready to settle down with one man. So, I persuaded them that we
could continue to play but without a marriage. "Kyaa pataa tum aur
bahuein bhee dekhne jaao aur mein bhee tumhaare saath unhe pasand
karne jaaoon(Who knows you go out to interview other girls and I may
also join you in your search")? We parted on this agreement. We
continue to do just that.

I have made Smitha a betaachod (son fucker) and she is very happy.

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Posted : 05/10/2011 11:35 am