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Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
05-14-2012, 03:22 AM
Post: #1
Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
When my brother got married I was 16 years old. I had started growing hairs
on my face and chest but I was studying still in a school as I took more
than one year to get promotion to higher class. My brother along with my
father was running a shop in the town. My brother's wife too belonged to
the town. Our house was in a suburban village with lot of rivers, landscapes and backwaters. Beyond our compound there is a wide paddy field and just before the paddy field there is a small canal which was dug for irrigating the crops but never used. Even in the Summer season there would be enough water flowing as the water comes from a dam constructed in the forest lands. The steps to this canal was constructed from our land, women use these steps as an ideal place to soak their linen and dry them after washing it. I used to go to the banks of the canal in the pretext of fishing. There is a lot of vegetation and banana plants near it offering enough shade and privacy like in a tropical forest. My intention was not to fish but watch the ladies naked beauty when they bath at leisure and do the usual gossiping. Normally after three o' clock they come to the stream and start their bath. The meals would be prepared and lunch would be over. The
lunch would be served as supper too so ladies are free in the afternoon.
T.V was not launched and electricity was just reaching the village at that
time. I started getting a hard on when I watch my neighbours bath at the age of 12. First I thought something was wrong with my penis which started to jump at the silliest provocations and grew like a flagpole in my knickers at the most inappropriate occasions. I found it very difficult especially when my
mother wake me up in the morning to start my studies. According to her if
we study in the early morning we would understand more clearly and memory
would be great at that time. But my penis was standing hard rock and it was
impossible to stand up when my mother was watching and waiting to confirm
that I woke up. I would lay on my back and pray the goddamn penis to shrink
so that I could stand before my mom. Soon I learnt that the only way to
solve the problem was to masturbate in the early morning when my penis gets
the best hard on. There was no master for me to teach the masturbation, I
just stroked my thing and soon I experienced the vibration and a little
spinning of my head. A white thick fluid would emit from the tip which
resembled like a spit and the erection was gone for some hours. But then I
felt tired and dozed of when read my lessons. I would come from school
about 3.30 and right away I go to the stream to fish. The ladies from my
neighbourhood would be at various stages of undressing, some washing
clothes some soaping their pussies and some soaping the other ladies tits,
gossiping would be continuously going on in between. The subjects would be
how she was fucked last night, how one ladies husband waste money on
drinking and how someone eloped with other's wife or some girl attained
puberty and how some girl got pregnant when her husband was away for an
year etc. Everything under the sun was big news for them, but the subjects
mostly dealt with adultery, sex and village scandals. I would sit behind
some bushes through which I could get a sneak view of all good pussies and
tits. Some ladies voluntarily gave me a show as if they did not see me
hiking their muslin towels while soaping their buttocks standing away from
me. My next door neighbour Vilasini was the best among them. She was about
five years older than me. When she bathed with some grannies she would ask
them to soap her back and while the grannies happily do the chore she would
face me with her towel half fallen and I could see her dark pussy and big
tits. Most of the ladies had big breasts especially the middle aged women
around 50 years old. They did not bother to cover their assets and I was
always awarded with nice clear and unabashed view of their watermelon like
breasts. But now a days I wonder what happened to my villagers. I don't see
any girls or women with such tits now. Also they never bath in open
now. Even then I can bet that none of them possess such big tits which I
used to see in my childhood. Perhaps the family planning may be the reason
or lack of exercise. In olden days the women had to do a lot of household
chores and there was a secluded place for women to At that time most women
would have delivered about 4 to 7 children and they were less conservative
about sex too. Adultery was common and none bothered much about who fuck
who unlike the present times where people watch with binoculars at their
next door neighbours.

But little did I know that my masturbation sessions were going to end when
my brother married the girl from town. Her name was Gita, she was
beautiful, about 6 years elder to me. She got at home with my mother and
neighbours faster than I expected. After one week she started to bath in
the canal behind our house. I had avoided peeping on her as I thought it
was highly improper. But the sight of her coming to my house after her
leisure bath provoked my cock which was dangling peasefully between my
legs. She would wear only a small muslin towel to cover her breasts and her
shoulders would be bare. She covered her big breasts using the washed
clothes which were spread on her shoulders in such a way that an onlooker
could not understand that she wore no blouses neither any bra except for
the muslin towel. Her muslin towel could reach up to her midriff. So she
wore a lungi under it like men wear in India. When she spread the washed
clothes I would look at her from my room through the windows. As she would
be standing under direct sun and I watching her in my room she could not
notice me much. I would watch at her taking clothes one by one from her
shoulders and put it one by one on a wire tied between two coconut trees
which is used as hanger for the dress to dry. One by one she would first
put the clothes on the iron wire then she would spread them nicely taking
one at a time. My phallus would jump up at each of the time she put a cloth
on the wire. I could see her bare shoulders, how broad were they! She could
beat an Arnold Schwarz egger if she had some muscles in her bare hands, but
she had only flesh. When she had put all clothes on the wire I could
clearly see her shapely breasts covered or rather revealed by the muslin
towel. She had two spots on her left shoulder which were of vaccination
marks which excited me terribly for some unknown reason. She had a dark
forest of hairs on her pits, I could see the dark patch of hairy mass when
she lift one arm and spread the dress on the wire. I wondered how hairy
would be her pussy if she had such a massive hairy pit. When she had spread
all clothes she would go to her room and bolt the door. I would imagine the
stages of her undressing, removing her muslin towel first and then the wet
lungi, if only I had a capacity to go vanished and could peep at her!. I
prayed god for such a gift, by the time my phallus would emit the white
fluid which my body produced in plenty at that age. But the most thrilling
pleasure I got was when I masturbated standing in the water watching the
bare pussies and breasts offered to me by generous ladies who bathed in the
canal. I thought none guessed my activities and all of them think that I
was a poor fish hunter.

But I was wrong, one day my brother's wife asked me "Why are you always
sticking around the canal boy?". "Boy! My foot! Bitch how dare you call me
a boy", I thought "if you see my dick you wont call me a boy". I said
silently. "To catch fish", came my voice. "How many fish you have caught?"
she was not going to leave me alone. "Well I tried but what's wrong if they
did not enter my net" I said. "Okay but stop your fishing today if I see
you anymore hiding around watching woman I will tell your mother and
brother. Aren't you ashamed of yourself ogling at other women's tits and
ass. Do you think we don't know it?" she was furious. "The bitch!", I
muttered. Thus my entertainment stopped I was afraid to go to canal
again. My brother was a cruel man he might beat the hell out of me of my
brother's wife complain about me.

Then came the harvest season paddy fields were busy with activities women
cropping yield and men helping them carry the corns to houses. It's a
season when men would flirt with women and 'pom pom' (cup) their jutting
breasts when they put corn on their heads. The buffaloes and oxen were used
to plough fields and they would get bathed in canals. One day I saw my
brother's wife going to the canal when she looked at my I turned my
face. "What are you looking at did you fish any today? Anyway don't come
near canal", she said. "I advise you not to go there now", I said. "Why you
mind your own business", she said sharply. "Then you will understand when
you feel it", I said. She moved ignoring me. I had something in mind,
readers will understand it when you read further.

When I returned from fishing at the paddy fields I saw my brother's wife
walking speedily to our house. When I came to the house my mother was not
there. I looked at my Brother's wife room. Obviously she might be changing
clothes now. Wow, I thought if only I were in that room to see her nude
body then I saw her door half open and her face coming out " Where is your
mother boy?" she asked. "She is not here she had gone to fields" I
said. "Oh what can I do now, oh please", she was crying. "What happened
Gita didi any snake in your room?" I asked with concern.

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05-14-2012, 03:23 AM
Post: #2
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
In the harvest
seasons it was natural for rat snakes roaming around, did she find one in
her room. "No snake and ladder, oh some problem what shall I do now?" she
did not stop. "Didi tell me what's your problem then only I can do
something", I said. Then she opened the door and came partially out. She
was wearing only a blouse and an underskirt. The skirt was hiked above her
knees, what a sight I suppressed an urge to go somewhere and jerk off. Wow,
what a piece! Look at her tits, they are going to burst out at any
moment. Those sticking nipples they will tore the blouse and would come
out. Ah her thunder thighs! Two ivory pillars! Lo so well rounded and
shapely and creamy white. She was looking at a small dark obstacle hanging
on her creamy thighs. Then I understood her problem, it was a leach
sticking to her thunder thighs sucking her blood. It was common to have
such leaches appearing from nowhere in the canal after harvest, they come
with buffaloes. After the buffaloes and oxen are bathed the leaches travel
downward and they bite women who used to bath in the canals. I was
anticipating it and that was reason I had told her to avoid canals.

I looked at her thighs closely there was a leach hanging from middle of her
thighs it had drunk a lot of blood as its colour was red. She was having
some hairs on her outer thighs that's the reason the wicked leach selected
her inner thigh which was hairless. I was knowing that the leach may soon
stop drinking and fall away. But I ran to my room and came back with a pot
full of calcium carbonate used to chew with betal leaves by my mom. If you
apply some cigar ash or calcium carbonate the leach will fell down. It was
only remedy for this leach bites. I closed the door and she got panic. "Why
are you closing door boy leave it open, I said" she barked. "Didi I have to
apply this paste on your wound otherwise it will drink your whole blood"
."Okay do what you want but be quick", she was no more panic. "Lay there on
the cot then only I can locate the leach's bite point", I started hiking
her skirt and tried to look at her pussy. She understood it and barked
again, "You boy, where are you peeking at leach is on my thighs not between
my thighs". "No didi let me look at it", I saw her pussy's opening. A fine
thick mass of meat with lots of hair cut with scissors possibly. Her big
pussy winked at me like three puffs put together and bent in the
middle. Look at those folds wow! A perfect triangle with a rose channel
between and I inhaled a smell of soap mixed with lavender and urine, a
divine smell, an aphrodisiac it filled my nostrils and my prick struggled
to jump out. "What are you looking at bastard do something " she barked
again. Well let me inspect more closely , Oh god what am I seeing. I was
seeing a pussy close up for the first time in my life! .The thick outer
folds of her vagina, and the pink inner folds, scissor cut pubic hairs, at
the top of that puffy pussy a two inch long clitoris, it resembled like a
small leach caught on top of her puffy pussy mound. I hiked the skirt again
and touched her big clit. "Fuck you boy, what are you doing there? Its not
there the thing caught me", she barked again. "Oh didi but it's a leach no!
two leaches are there I suppose, one on your thigh and another on your,
your ..." I stammered. "Bastard, its only one that's on my thighs the other
one is my clit, take your hands away from there", she was furious. "Oh is
it so, I thought it was a leach it looked like a small penis to me!" I
exclaimed. "You idiot take the leach away before someone comes", she
said. "Okay", I used a leaf and tried to catch the leach, it was very
slippery. "Bastard, what are you doing are you peeping at my pussy or
trying to remove the leach". I pretended I was taking some paste and
inserted my finger into her heated pussy and tried to catch her clit. "Its
not the leach you fool its my pussy and clit, idiot put it on my thighs".
"Clit! What's that? I have never heard of it!" , I put the paste on the
leach's head and it fell down. I crushed it using my heel and a lot of
blood was spread on the floor. My brother's wife looked at it and shut her
eyes in disgust. ( www.indiansexstories.biz )

I looked again at her visible pussy folds and milky white inner thighs.
Blood was still oozing out of the wound on her thighs. I looked for some
clothes to wipe it. Then I saw a soiled panty of her. I took the panties
and cupped her thighs with it around her wounds so that oozing blood will
stop. She was shocked at my act and she slapped my face. "You dirty
bastard, trying to press your brother's wife's pussy!". I was hurt and my
head was aching, but I did not move my hands away . It was after all blood
stopped I took her panties away and I went out rubbing my cheeks. It did
hurt a lot, but my prick was still in agitated stage. I had seen my
brother's wife's pussy, ha ha. What if it hurt me a little?

Then my mother came to the house and I moved out. I came back only at
night. My father and brother was eating food. Didi was not looking at me,
she was still angry. I did not mind her too. "Good boy, you did right
thing, you saved your Didi from operation", my mother said. My brother
lifted his face from food and looked at my mother as if to know what was
the commotion. "Your wife got bit by a leach from the canal, fortunately
your brother applied calcium paste and so now no stings and swelling", my
mother said. My brother concentrated again on the food as if nothing had
happened. Such a caring husband, I thought. Didi started to cater for me
also, but I didn't eat it. "I had taken food outside", I said

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05-14-2012, 03:23 AM
Post: #3
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
The next morning when I brushed my teeth I felt severe pain where my sister
in law slapped me. She brought me tea when I had finished my brushing but I
ignored it and went out. She was bit desperate to woo me it seemed, perhaps
she had thought she had done a mistake. When I was busy repairing my
fisherman's net I saw my mother returning from the market. She went to the
kitchen and started breaking a news to my brother's wife, "Gita, you don't
go to canal for bathing anymore there are a lot of leeches in the
water. Yesterday a leach caught our neighbour Villu, do you know where it
bit", she hissed something into Gita didi's ears and I heard a gasp from
her. I guessed the place where the leach might have caught. "She killed the
leach by pulling it by a damp cloth but now she cant urinate the whole
pussy is now swelling, I just saw it poor girl she is crying, they are
planning to take her to the doc, imagine what they will do they will
operate to remove the sting". My didi was feeling guilty she understood if
I hadn't removed the leach skillfully she would now face the same
problems. So my neighbour Villu was bitten by the leach. I sneaked to her
house through the broken compound wall separated our compounds. When I
entered her house she was alone and was lying on the floor in a mat. She
was wearing only an underskirt and blouse. The tits were proudly struggling
under the blouse. I had been a great fan of her. She was the most generous
person who always showed me her tits and butt while bathing. She knew I was
there watching her, but she did not show any protest or concern. She would
assess the surrounding and if none is watching her she would hike her towel
and start soaping her fat buttocks. While adjusting her towel she would
display her hairy pussy to my direction. I don't know how many times I had
masturbated seeing her pussy and buttocks. "Villu dear, what happened to
you, my mother told you are ill", I asked her. "Oh Vasu, I was bitten by a
leach and now severe pain, I can't tell you where it bit me, go away I am
dying" she said. "Don't worry its not you alone who was bitten by the leach
my brother's wife was also bitten by it, almost on the same place where you
were bitten". "Is it Gita too bitten well how's her doesn't she feel any
pain?" she was curious. "No I was there when she was bitten and I applied
some country medicine and the leach fell down without putting its sting
into the flesh, you should have waited for the leach to go away by itself,
it's the sting causing problems", I said. "Oh Vasu, what to do I was panic,
see my condition I can't walk or urinate, it bit right on my pussy, now my
mother is taking me to hospital. All people will know and they will see my
pussy too sometimes they may operate".

"Don't worry if you apply some country medicine which I suggest it will be
cured, no need to go to hospitals", I said. "Is it so?, then please tell me
Vasu, please help me", "Its turmeric mixed with Tulsi leaves and if you
apply that paste it will be cured", I said. "Oh Vasu, you did that to Gita
no? please can you make the paste and apply on me, please", she asked. My
God! I could not believe the words. "I will come soon", I ran back to my
home. I picked some Tulsi leaves and dug some raw turmeric, I went to the
countryside mixer which was a long stone and a carved stone pole to move
over it. I put the contents on the big flat stone and crushed it with the
carved rounded pole like stone. The noise caught attention of my brother's
wife Gita. She came to the kitchen and asked, "Vasu what are you doing
making chutney? I have made it no need for you to make any curries while we
ladies are around". "Shit, why cant you mind your own business bitch?", I
tried to reply but the words came out was " I am making a herbal paste ,
please don't bother, I am experimenting a thing, go away", I said. "I know
what you are planning you are trying to peek under that girl Villus
clothes, you are a horny boy with a dirty mind, why do you make herbal
remedy when she is going to hospital", she questioned. I was taken aback,
the bitch had guessed right about my intentions. I took the paste in a
coconut shell and ran to Villu's home. When I reached there still none had
come. "Villu I have prepared the medicine now show me where the leach bit
you", I said. "No dear I can't show it to you its my secret place", she
said. "Well let then the hospital people do operation", I said. "No please
wait, I can't hike the dress you lift my skirt and close that door before
doing it", she said. I bolted the door and hiked her dress, she was
beautiful but not like my brother's wife. She was a princess and Villu can
be a servant to her. Even then she was sexy and had a milky white thighs
and when I saw the forest between her legs my prick started growing inside
my knickers. Her puffy triangle was swelling with the injury , there was a
foul smell of rotten fish coming out of her pussy. I thought it might be
because she had not bathed for two days. One thigh is fatter than the other
perhaps there also the leach bit, there was tiny hairs all over her thighs
and her bush looked like a reserved rain forest to me. The bit mark was red
and there was signs of pus. The mark was just after the channel between the
pubic triangle. I put my finger there and spread her pussy folds open she
was shutting her eyes and writhing in pain. I applied the paste to the
injury point and rest around the pussy orifices. I inserted a finger into
her pussy in the pretext of examining and I felt like dipping my finger
into a heated oil pan. Why women's pussies are such hot? I wondered. I
spread the outer walls of her vagina and looked at the inner walls, they
were red while the outer folds were black and a lot of long hair curled
around. I examined further inside and my finger met a stub at the top of
her rose inner folds, it was the clitoris my brother's wife told me. I
played the same game and rolled at the edge there was a skin cover on it
and when I moved the soft skin which looked like the food canal of a
chicken, back and I could see a white pearl like stub. It was so small but
when I rolled at its top using my finger pad, she was pressing her thighs
together. I moved my finger on her clit stub and she began to make a hiss
sound. Then I saw the paste was doing its job and the red mark became more
open and yellow pus was oozing from the bit mark. I used my two fingers at
its sides and pressed unexpectedly to her. She cried an 'ayoooo ah
ayooooooo' a lot of pus came out and the swelling was gone. I squeezed
twice again and she clenched her fists at my wrist. "Now the pus is out you
will be alright by tomorrow, no need to go to hospital", I looked at her
clit again. She tried to down her skirts but I did not allow her, "Well
lets see if other marks are there, you have got a great amount of hair than
my Gita didi that's why your swelling is much less", I said. "Have you seen
Gita's pussy?" , she exclaimed. I cursed my foolishness and corrected, "No
I overheard my mother asking her". I moved my finger again around her
clitoris and found a sticky white fluid around the lower fold. "what's this
something white fluid " I tried to sniff at it and my face twisted in a
nausea mood. She saw my expression and flinched, "Who told you to sniff at
it it's a white discharge which is common for ladies" , then I heard my
mother and Villu's mother talking. I hurried to jump out after taking the
bolt away, but I did not forget to take one more view at Villu's dark
pussy. I moved to verandah and while Villu's mother entered through the
main door I moved away through the side door.

I entered my house through the back door. Before entering the house I
sniffed at my fingers again, "bAh' I felt nausea again. I went to the well
and drew water and used a soap to remove the dirty smell. Even though I
washed thrice the smell remained, anyway I went inside and I was surprised
to see my brother's wife standing at the door. "So you sniffed at her
pussy, she is dirty I know, are you not ashamed of yourself, you are a
dirty boy, Ah what a dirty smell your fingers are having! Go away, I feel
nausea", she said. Then my mother appeared and asked "Gita what are you
taking to my son". "Nothing mama, I was asking what was a foul smell here
", my heart jumped. My mother sniffed around and said, "I don't feel any
smell". I was cursing my brother's wife, why did she mess everywhere. Then
my brother came and the talk stopped.

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05-14-2012, 03:23 AM
Post: #4
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
The next day when I was making garden my brother's wife asked me, "Are you
not going to treat neighbours today?". "What's wrong with you? you are a
busybody" . "No you are a busybody, you lift other's skirts , you peep when
ladies bath, don't you know how ladies treat you, they were all laughing at
you and I don't like my brother to be called as a peeping tom, that's why I
stopped you going to the canal". She was advising me, but I was not in a
mood to waste my time hearing it, so I went to Villu's house. When I
reached there her brother was playing outside, I asked him about his sister
and he said she has recovered and told me to go inside. When I entered her
room she gave me a smile of gratitude and asked me to sit on the
cot. "How's your pain now?" I asked. "Much better, you will be a good
doctor in future, how do you know this medicine", she asked." Well I tried
it on my brother's wife". "Then you should have seen her pussy also", she
was curious but I didn't give any clue. "Dear tell me, did you see her
pussy, she is very beautiful you are lucky, is she hairy down there?", she
was not going to leave me. "Why do you pest me, all women have hairs down
there isn't it?". "She might be cleaner than me, I had not been bathed for
two days, that's why its stinky there, I smelt the thing you rubbed on my
underskirt , sorry I was bit ugly", bit, my foot you were stinking lady,
but the stinking smell from a pussy is aphrodisiac to a man. But my
brother's wife had cleaned her pussy well and not much hairy too. Villu had
not that hygiene, but then god created different kind of pussies and the
pussy itself is a wonderful creation. Unlike men its completely hidden
between the legs and it has got a lot of folds and then there is that pink
little meat when sucked can take them to heaven, even if men don't care
about it they can do it themselves and achieve pleasure. I got an idea that
she was thinking I did not like her pussy, but I decided to prove
otherwise. "Well let me see how the swelling is now", I lifted her skirt
and looked at her thighs. She put her legs in a V fashion and I tried to
closely examine the place where leach had bit, the injury mark was gone a
fishy smell welcomed me, I put my hands on her folds and opened them and
saw her red rose channel it looked like a hibiscus flower torn open by a
wicked boy. I found the small bud pulsating I rubbed it and said, "There is
still a leach here", I rubbed its tip and it began engorge like a small
pebble. "Take your hands away, its not leach it is called clitty", she
said. "But my brother's wife doesn't have that thing", I lied. "So you have
seen her pussy, tell me how's there , does she shave there", she was
curious again. "I don't know it was dark, but the hairs were trimmed". "Did
she smell like me?" . "Yes but she smelt of soap, she just had a bath". "I
know I smell bad", she was sad. "But I like your smell, I want to inhale it
if you allow me". "Well then show me", I dived into her pussy and started
slurping at her pussy folds using my thick lips and not biting it. Then I
took the bud between my lips and started sucking it like sucking a sour
thumb. She put her hand on my head and started weaving my hair. I dived
ignoring the fishy smell and began to rotate my tongue inside her pussy. I
created an imaginary whirlwind inside it. She was pressing my head more and
more closer. The juicy pussy was wetting my tongue tips the smell of jack
fruit emanated from her vagina enthralled me. I was eager to make her
believe that I was not intimidated to her pussy and its fragrance, she was
enjoying the pussy eating. For all those male chauvinistic pigs who are
still afraid to put your face to a pussy my advise is just dive into it!.
However reluctant you feel for the first time you may start loving it, the
thrill is not from eating it but making her surrender and beg for your nib,
jab, rub, gag all using your tongue lips plaque combination. Once in a
hundred you may be blessed with a good aromatic pussy which you will feel
eatable. It's a job for unselfish guys, once you did it to any woman please
feel they are obligated to you for lifetime.

So I pleased Villu with my sharpened tongue and its folds she was begging
to stop but I felt the rock was coming from her inner cave and final
explosion was inevitable. Then she fell with a thud with her fat buttocks
hitting the floor. There was no time and safety to satisfy my desire. I
just opened the door and went outside. Thank god, Villu's mother had just
appeared with the grass cut for the cows. I tried to sneak away without
facing her, then the boy playing outside saw me and asked, "Brother don't
you have tamarind in your house? You have a big tamarind tree there?!". I
did not understand his absurd question. "Which Tamarind? What are you
talking?", I asked. "No, your brother's wife was here before some time, she
asked for some tamarind and when I said I would search the kitchen, she
told me that she would find it herself and just now she had gone out to
your house!". My God! So she was here, she might have been peeping at us,
surely she could see Villu's room from kitchen window. What am I going to
tell now, I walked to my home fearing the worst.

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05-14-2012, 03:24 AM
Post: #5
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
I did not go to my house directly instead I wandered around the fields and
met some of my friends. I reached my home at night. Then my brother and
father had come and they were eating supper. "Where were you till this
time?, what are you doing wandering here and there?. Don't you have
anything to study?", my brother questioned me. "I was at the library", I
said. My brother's wife was checking me, she took the waste dish and
emptied the fish bones and other waste to the waiting the country dog's
face. "Go away, you filthy rascal, coming after licking all the dirt I cant
stand the smell of you, take these and go away", she said to the dog. "what
are you telling, let that dog lay there its not disturbing any of us and
why did you took the waste dish now we are still eating, don't we?", her
husband asked."He was wandering in the neighbourhood from the morning and
god knows what he sucked. He had no decency, he will sniff at any dirty
things, I cant stand his smell", she said. I guessed she was indirectly
hitting at me, she has been referring my pussy-eating episode with the
neighbour girl Villu. "Dogs always smell, its nothing unusual, he doesn't
bath everyday", my brother said. "I know, but I can's stand this rotten
smell, it's the smell of rotten coconut husk, perhaps it may be coming from
somewhere else", she kept digging at me. "Hey boy, come here, is the smell
coming from you, have you cleaned your face and hands?", my blood
boiled. "Why are you quarelling with him, he has just come from the culvert
after usual gossiping, boy, eat supper and study something", my mother
intervened. "I think Gita is off mood today, she is quarrelling with
everybody today, is it time for your periods dear?" my brother asked. She
did not expect such an open remark about her periods before the entire
family, her face became red and she went to kitchen. I was happy with the
escape. The bitch!, spying on me and then trying to make others get clue of
my sexual adventures. Boy!, she calls me a boy, bitch you see my prick once
and you will never call me a boy.

On next day my mother went for a wedding and I was alone at home. "Don't
you have any fishing today boy?", my sister in law asked. "No, why do you
bother?", I asked. "Then don't you have that herbal paste, I want it some",
she asked. "Shall I apply it for you?", I asked. "No, I know how to apply
it, just give me that stuff", "Ok", I went and made the paste once again,
but this time I added leaves of a plant called 'choruthana' which is
infamous for its itching spell. I tried to peak around and peep when she
applies it. She went inside the countryside bathroom made of coconut
leaves. I tried to peep at her through the walls but she heard my footsteps
and jumped out of it. She asked me to go away. The next day when I awake
in the morning I saw my brother scratching his abdomen and the pubic region
frantically. He was in a hurry to go to his shop along with my father. My
mother went to her daily grass cutting routine. When I sat for break fast
my brother's wife asked me, "What hell was that you made
yesterday?". "Which one". "That bloody paste of you for the leach's
bite". "Oh that, it was same turmeric, tulsi, oh I forgot, I also added
some choruthana too". "You dirty pig, choruthana!! so that's why its
itching everywhere". "Is it, then it should not be added to that paste
anymore, oho, now only I learnt that". "You rascal, are you experimenting
your remedies in my pussy? Rascal wait till I tell to your brother, he will
kill you he has been itching and scratching for hours". "But I gave the
remedy to you only no, why should it cause itching for him?", I
wondered. "What to tell to you asshole, don't play innocent, you did it on
purpose, to make my pussy itching, but it's your brother who suffered most
from it". Then the boy who is Villu's brother came and asked, "Vasu, sister
is calling for you, please come", "Ok', you go I will come", I said. "Go ,
eat that dirty hole from morning itself, what a boy, worse than a dog", my
sister-in-law said. "Why you worry, its me eating what I want", I went
away.

When I reached Villu's house she was happily standing there. "Vasu, thank
you dear, my ailment is now fully cured, you saved me from the
embarrassment, how did you learn such remedies dear?". "Trial and error,
but my sister in law is cursing me for that", I said. "Why, its so
effective no?". "It was but I added some choruthana to it, but its my
brother scratching his pubis for that". "Ha ha ha , its natural no?". "How,
I gave it to my sister in law no?". "Are baba, he might have put his prick
into your sister's pussy yesterday night and naturally the paste hit his
prick no?". "Oh, I did not think that angle, now I got it". "Ok, if my
brother knows he will kill me, why did you call me, shall I see your bite
marks". "No, I cant show it now, the boy is outside, but I will show it
when no one is here." "Then I am going", I said. "Wait, you applied that
paste to your sister in law no? So you might have seen her pussy, is she
shaving there?". "No, she applied it herself, I don't know, why do you
bother about her pussy anyway?". "I was curious, "she is from town no? I
heard ladies from town shaves their pubes, I was wondering, well are you
sure you haven't seen it?". "No, I have no idea, if you are so curious why
don't you ask her directly?". "She is not that approachable, she doesn't
show her privates even when taking bath together", Villu said. "Why you are
crazy about her privates, anyway you women have got everything in common,
isn't it?", I asked. Then Villu's mother came and we changed subject. I
knew there was no possibility for any adventure that day , so I left to my
home.

When I reached my home, my mother was not there. I heard my brother's wife
humming a song and taking her bath in the outside bathroom. I tried to peep
through the narrow holes but there was no chance, then an evil thought came
to my mind. She had peeped at me while I was busy eating Villu's pussy, so
why couldn't I hide in her bedroom and if possible to have a nice view. My
prick jumped at the thought and I entered her bedroom without making any
noise about my presence. I looked around the room. There was no hiding
place like cup boards, big almarah etc. The ground was cement floor with
black oxide coating. Our house was not electrified, so the rooms are not
the brightly illuminated. The only possible hiding place was under the
double cot, there was a bundle of used rug and her big iron trunk under the
cot. The cot had plastic wires interwoven and a mat on it. I could see if I
lay under the cot but very risky to get caught too. Then I heard the
humming near, I had no time to move out so I did hide under the cot. I did
position there, holding my breath, and my heart was beating fast. Then my
brother's wife entered the room. She closed the doors and put latch from
inside. Little did she know I was lying under her cot

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05-14-2012, 03:24 AM
Post: #6
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
My brother's wife Gita was dressed in a wet blouse and a skirt reaching
longer than her ankles. She drew the window curtains and removed the towel
by which she was holding her wet hair. What a mass of hair she had!, it
reached up to her buttocks when undone. She had enormous buttocks. They
were protruding backward, when she moved they did not move but just
vibrated. My prick was also vibrating then. I tried to calm him down by
squeezing the end with my hand. She was standing before the mirror, I could
see only from her behind. I prayed God, to make her turn to my side so that
I could get a clear view of her pussy. She unhooked her blouse and removed
it from one arm, it dangled from the other arm. She had a smooth and broad
back, the spinal chord was not visible like men, instead it was a deep
channel from the nape of her head and going down somewhere under her
buttocks. I could have jerked off if I was able to put my prick even in
that spinal canal. She was drying her hair using the towel at leisure,
meanwhile she was enjoying her proud breasts in the mirror. I could see
only her naked back, oh dear, please turn towards me, I pleaded
silently. Then she removed her blouse from the other arm too. She was then
topless, but still I could not see. Then she moved to the window to throw
some hair locks fallen from her mass of hair. Then I could see her proud
big darlings. What a fine pair of breasts, the jet-black nipples like a
grape fruit. The big areolas were almost two inches diameter. She was
drying under her breasts; she lifted each of them and dried the sweat beads
and water under it. They were responding to her self-caresses, I could see
goose bumps appearing on them when the towel moved away. She was standing
so close to the cot that I could see only up to her thighs from the angle I
was laying. If only I could see that precious pussy, my prick agitated
like a viper kicked awaken from its coiled sleep. I suppressed him with
brutal force. He was pleading, "Give me that pussy, yeah". "Wait you
bastard, don't spoil, let me see her first", I cursed my disobedient prick.

Then fell her skirt to the floor near me, oh god, if she try to pick it by
her hand then I would be caught. I tried to move back but then I could not
see her. I saw her beautiful calves like two ivory pillars. There was a
blue shadow of small hairs on her legs. It appeared so sexy to me, if her
legs have that much hairs then what would be her pussy. When I had applied
that herbal I could not get a clean unobtrusive view. Then she threw the
skirt to the corner of the room using her legs, her silver 'kolus' ( a
jingling ornament worn at the bottom of legs) made musical sound. She moved
again to mirror and she was fully naked!. I could see her fat thighs almost
up to her buttocks. She took a sandalwood powder and started showering it
generously on her neck, shoulders, armpits, belly, navel in the respective
order. She poured a generous amount into her hands and then applied to her
busy armpits. She had cut her pussy hairs using scissors, but she did not
do anything about her bushy pits. Then I saw her frontal view, what a big
melons she was holding on her chest!, how could my brother hold them in his
hands, lucky guy, but he was an unromantic always a serious man. They were
jutting proud like never been handled by a man. What a temper they have
even without the support of brassieres they stood firm. What a fine bushy
armpits, they resemble like Villu's pussy I had munched. One can satisfy
him with those pits; her armpits were damp with her sweat and the long
bush. Thus they got an appearance of a pussy. So she cut only the hairs
from her pussy, the uncovered portions of her body were of ivory color. The
contrast between always-exposed midriff and starting of her hairline down
below from her navel proved it. Then she put her right leg on the cot and
started rubbing her asshole and the canal between her buttocks using the
wet towel. Even then I was not able to look at her pussy, fearing a
movement from my side would attract her attention. She dropped the towel
very near to me, I could inhale the sweet animal fragrance of her butt
channel, mixed with soap smell and powder. I sniffed at it like a dog.
Then she turned away and put a new skirt over her head and tied the string
around her midriff, I thought that show was over. But she did not put a
brassiere soon. Instead she moved half naked again to the mirror. She
lifted one big breast and to my dismay she sucked the tip , there was a
black mole about size of a small coin. It must be her beauty spot, "give it
to me I will kiss there a thousand times dear", I said without any
sound. Then my mother called her from outside, "Gita, where have you put
the matchbox?", "In the kitchen itself", she replied. Hurriedly she dressed
her brassieres followed by her blouse and unlatched the door. She went to
kitchen and using the opportunity I too jumped out of the room. My heart
was beating like a drum. I need to empty my prick, then I saw the boy and
Villu's mother going to market taking some tapioca for selling. That means
Villu would be alone in her house. I walked to her house.

"Hello Villu, don't you have type writing lessons today?", I asked. "Oh, I
didn't go, I have no mood", she said. "Why, any love problems?". "Love?!,
who is going to love poor me?", she said. "Well there are people like me
who like you very much". "Is it, but you are so younger no, you are a small
boy?". "Are you sure I am small, you have seen my big tool". "Che, don't be
naughty, I cant marry you". "But you can then hold my tool and see how big
it is", saying this I pressed her buttocks with my angry lion struggling to
vomit after seeing the astonishing sexy body of my brother's wife. "Don't
press me, your prick will tore my ass", she said. "Well please hold it for
a while, haven't I licked your pussy, now its time to repay for the
medicine I applied", I said. "So you want fee, you said its free, why did
you come now, mother may come soon", she said. "Then I want to see your
breasts, at least you can do that favour to me". "Ok, I will open a hook of
my blouse, you don't expect much", she opened the top hook of her blouse. I
put my hands into her blouse from the top and pressed her hot boobs for a
while. I got idea that her nipples are raising and I kissed her cleavage
and her soaked armpits, she smelt of burning sulphur. She had a strong
odour but I had worse last time when I sucked her fishy pussy. She opened
one more hook and I was pulling her armpit hairs, I took my fingers and
sniffed at her raw sweat smell of her pits, the odour was stronger and
pungent there. She by that time lowered her hand and from the downside of
my khaki knickers took my prick. It was then well groomed and the foreskin
had gone back, the pre cum was oozing from the red top of my prick. She
felt it and said, "your prick is oozing gum, but it has a smell like ladies
finger when chopped". "It's a nice fluid, taste it, you will see how
delicious it is like chicken soup". "Is it, well lets see, she kneeled and
was inspecting my red bell topped prick, I shoved it to her face
cleverly. Before long her mouth was open and my prick was inside her
mouth. "Well its not soup, but rice juice may be", she said. "Suck it Villu
", I pressed her head to me. By that time my hands were busy milking her
boobs and with my free other hand I moved my prick in and out of her hot
mouth and slightly masturbated too. Before long the prick was ejected and
her mouth and lips were full of my white fluid, she tried to spit it and
some dropped on the floor. "I cant swallow it, its so sticky" she said.
"Don't worry, its alright, now let me do you", I said. "Do what?". "I want
to suck your pussy dear Villu like old times". "No Vasu, I haven't bathed
today, you will suffocate and someone may come", she tried to move.

I forced her to lay on a wooden bench and hiked the skirt above her
waistline and her steaming pungent pussy was open to me. It was really
pungent and smelling urine, a very difficult task to suck at it. I felt my
stomach trying to vomit, but I controlled and began sucking her pussy. I
opened her pussy and the outer folds were jet black and looked like dried
tobacco leaves, she was hairy too, added to that the smell of rotten egg,
there was something white like frozen oil inside the inner folds. Perhaps
its what is referred as white discharge. My god, I volunteered a damn nasty
job, but once it was started I wanted to finish it with a peak. "Ohh..haa
ha aaa yes,suck me..oooha Vasssssssuu , lick me there ..feel my clit...yaa
aha hhhhhhha ahhhh hooo yeehhhhhhhhh", she was moaning. She came to an
orgasm pretty sooner than I expected. But I was sure it was only tip of an
iceberg, a bigger one was in the anvil, then I heard some foot steps, I
looked at the front door which was open. None was there, better cover
myself. I adjusted her skirt down and while she was beginning to sit on the
bench, the door from kitchen was pulled open and my sister-in-law
appeared. Oh god!, she missed my cunt lapping by a precious minute.

"Oh, Vasu!, you were here, mother was looking for you, to go to market",
she said. She then turned to Villu who was embarrassed with her sudden
appearance and was adjusting her dresses and asked, "Villu I want some
common salt, we are out of stock". "I will take it", Villu replied in
relief and tried to go to kitchen.

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05-14-2012, 03:24 AM
Post: #7
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
"Villu, is it so hot here, you have your
blouse opened, that's why I asked", she began another digging. A
countryside Sherlock Holmes!, bitch, I guessed that she was trying to
caught us red handed and she was so desperate to get some proof. "Well one
hook missed, sorry", Villu said. "Oh, don't worry, Vasu was treating you
for your leach bite I hope, is his remedy applied today?". "No chechy, its
already cured, Vasu was just passing by this way", Villu tried to evade her
questions. "Ohfo, Villu were you drinking rice juice, its all over your
face and on the floor", Villu was taken aback, she tried to smear her lips
as if some semen was there. My brother's wife was playing a number, that
Villu did not understand. "No rice juice here", I intervened. "But, see its
all over the floor, perhaps it may not be rice juice, some awful smelling
thing, is it gum, were you making gum ?", she was asking again. "Ok, carry
on I will take the salt myself", she walked to the kitchen. She took a
pinch of salt and added," Villu why are you keeping everything open, salt
will melt no?, never keep anything wide open, something will happen". She
was clearly hinting her opened blouse and hiked skirt. "Vasu come with me,
mother wants you", she walked towards our house.

I followed her watching her big buttocks moving like two elephants in her
linen lungi. When we reached our house, my mother asked, "Gita, where were
you, how did you meet Vasu?". "Oh Vasu was at Villu's house, I went there
to take some salt, it was not here", she replied. "Salt, are, we have a jar
full of it, where did you look for it?", my mom showed a big jar full of
salt. "Oh, sorry I did not see it", she said. When my mother moved away,
she said to me, "Vasu, its very little time required for getting ill name,
better you keep your medicines and all that in this house, people are not
that blind". I flinched, what a lady, always spying and bitching on
me. What to do with her, I wondered.

One week went on like that without offering any interesting events. I spent
my time around the paddy fields, banks of the canals watching ladies
bathing together. Villu's father who was away from home came to stay there
and he did not like the neighbours visiting his house at odd times. Villu
and my bro's wife Gita started bathing again at the canal as the leaches
disappeared and wells became dry. But I could not enjoy Villu's sexy bath
as Gita was always with her. One day I tried to peep at them but Gita got
my idea and threatened me with her popped eyes and I left the idea. Gita
and Villu were the most beautiful and sexy ladies in our countryside, some
of my friends voyeured on their sexy bodies when they bathed in
canals. Only poor I was deprived the sexy feast. This disappointed me. I
was not interested in other generous ladies like the barber's wife, the
sexy dark dhobi lady who always showed me their pussies and tits as if
begging for my attention. They smiled knowingly when I masturbated standing
in the water away from them pretending not to notice their tits and that
hairy forest between their legs. The finest pleasure one could get from
life is by masturbating in a river or pool. If none have so far tried it
then my advise to them is go for it. Enjoy!!!!

The desire was burning inside me, to see my Gita nude and I masturbated
infinite number of times thinking about her fat buttocks and the heavy
breasts like tender coconuts. My mother and brother's wife usually urinated
in open behind our house. One day I tried to get a view of Gita pissing, I
walked with silent steps with intention to appear unknowingly. I could see
only her fat buttocks and she was facing away from me hiking her linen
above her waist and Lo! What a fine butt. Within one second she dropped the
lungi and jumped up and sneered, "What is this? are you not ashamed of
yourself, Can't I at least urinate peacefully in this house?" . I said
sorry but she started again, "You are brother of my husband, so a brother
to me, is it fair that you always peep at me, I cant do the dish washing,
sweeping everywhere you come peeping at me, nasty fellow, if you come like
this when I piss I will surely piss into your mouth". "Then I will enjoy
it", I said. "What did you say?", she asked. "No, nothing", I left her. The
next day my brother constructed a temporary bathroom with coconut leaves
folded neatly and there was not an inch open to peep into. I guessed that
Gita might have brain washed her husband.

The next day Villu visited Gita. "Oh Gita you have a new bathroom
constructed, so you will not be coming to canal anymore", she
exclaimed. "No, so many peepers there, everywhere there are peepers", Gita
replied. I guessed she was digging at me. I wished Villu and asked "Is your
father still there?". Gita was replying, "Why do you ask, do you want to
treat him?". "I didn't ask to you, Gita sister", I said. "So why are you
always around when two ladies talk, go away, Amma..", I went away at the
next instant. I decided to sneak into her room again and have a good sexy
view of her nudity, I got the opportunity only next Friday. My mother was
not there and I saw Gita taking water in buckets to the bathroom and the
door closed behind her. Without loosing any moment, I ran to the house and
entered my brother's bedroom. I adjusted the big boxes and grass mat and
lay still under her cot. Then I heard a harsh sound, "Mama, where is Gita?
Isnt nobody at home?", it was my brother. He appeared unexpectedly and I
was shivering. If he found out me then I am killed. But how could I escape,
no way he entered the bed room. 'I am having bath, please wait, Amma has
gone to temple', Gita's voice came from the bathroom. "Okay, that's good',
my brother sat on the cot and removed his shirt and changed to an old
lungi. "What happened, you came this time", it was wife Gita entering the
room partly wet and dressed in hurriedly fitted clothes and carrying wet
clothes in her arms. "No, I need to take some money, urgently required to
purchase some provisions", he said. "Then please wait, I will make tea and
will bring some snacks, let me change the clothes", she said. "No need, but
change your clothes, of course", he said.

Gita put the wet clothes away and was clad only on a wet dhoti tied just
above her heavy breasts, my dick was rising under my knickers. If only my
brother had left the room, what a fine occasion. Gita tried to put a
nightie over her head turning away from her husband. "Face me dear, its
been a long time since I see you naked in daylight". "Ofo, don't start your
games, amma and Vasu may come soon", Gita said. "Where is Vasu?", he was
asking for me. I was trembling again. "He is sticking around that Villu
always, its dangerous you know". Gita was referring my affairs. "Don't
worry, Vasu is my brother, he will also have a good dick like mine, it's
the girl who should take care, nothing will happen to men, its women who
get pregnant", my brother was beaming. "But if that girl get pregnant you
will get bad name, they are kids don't know about those things, its our
duty to keep away fire and crackers being together". "Who cares, lets see
your pussy dear, what are you hiding, remove your clothes", he was
impatient. "No not now, at night ", Gita said coyly. The next instant my
brother jumped and snatched the wet linen in one pull and Gita was naked
down her waist, but she still had a blouse. My phallus was going to burst,
but the danger was grave too. If they saw me then I am killed.

"Please don't crush, they will get bruised", Gita was saying while my
brother was pumping her breasts over her blouse. "I want to drink your
milk", he said. "No I will open the blouse for you', Gita unhooked the
blouse and it was thrown near to me. What a big pair of breasts, tender
coconuts with brown nipples and what an areola, wow, my brother was sucking
at it and crushing them. "Don't crush them, please go gently, its for our
kids to drink from them", Gita was trying to kiss my brother. "Kids, fuck
them, I want to suck them now", he was adamant. "Hus, I am serious people
are asking me , three months have gone and I am still not pregnant", Gita
said scornfully. "I will fuck you nicely at night, but now I want you to
suck me out", he said. The next instant he was standing with her phallus
erect and what a monster it was double my size and the big hairy balls were
dangling like pendulum. How could Gita accommodate them in her pussy, I
wondered.

reached my hand and took her wet blouse and took it to my nose. I could
inhale the raw body smell of her, the smell of crushed jasmine, the armpits
portion of blouse was dark and stained and linen was very thin there and
the odour so strong. I sucked the socked blouse and enjoyed the slight
saltiness of her sweat accumulated, I peeled the foreskin of my phallus and
rubbed my dick on the blouse. "Don't bite me, please suck my nipples",
Gita's voice made my senses back. I could see only their fat buttocks and
parts of legs. My brother was saying, "Later dear, now you suck me". "No,
you always promise to suck my tits but never does. All you do is crush them
and bite at my flesh, don't you know it hurts, you are always rough". "Who
cares, now suck bitch, take my phallus, have you seen such one ever in
life. My phallus is greatest in this village do you know, you are lucky to
have me as husband. Now suck at it, hurry". I saw my brother standing and
his wife was sucking. It was obvious that he did not get much pleasure and
Gita was no expert cock sucker. She was struggling to take it in her mouth,
more than half of it was still outside her mouth. "No good, you have to
learn how to suck a good cock, well let me rub it on your tits", he took
the phallus out and was now rubbing it on the cleavages and on the tits of
Gita. I could now see her face, she was sad and hurt. My brother was taking
his dick in hand and was rubbing it everywhere on her body, in her
cleavages, tits and between the armpits. "Okay, now turn around lay still,
I want to fuck you", he said. "Oh no, not there, I will not allow this
everyday, you have not fucked me in my pussy, why do you always go to that
shitting place. This way I will never become pregnant, I am sure of it,
please fuck me like men do, I am waiting for your great dick to fill my
pussy", Gita was pleading. I did not understand the situation if he was not
fucking her between her legs then where was he doing it?

"Later, I will fill your pussy at night, now I am in a hurry", he was
turning her to lie on her chest. "No I will not allow it, please fuck me in
my pussy or go away", Gita was furious. My brother then gave her two slaps,
"Bitch, what are you taking, trying to teach your husband, I know what to
do, turn around bitch, I want to fuck you in the ass, yeah, I love it, your
asshole is better than your stinking pussy, I cant stand the smell of
it". I was quite surprised. "Fucking in the asshole!, can anyone fuck
there!, it's too small hole isn't it? Why my brother is fucking her in
asshole when he could easily thrust his monster into her juicy lovely musky
pussy. Is he a human or a beast? What an embarrassed situation!", I did a
big mistake hiding under the cot witnessing the brutality. "No, I will not
allow you to get away doing me the same stuff again and again, no, never!",
Gita was crying. My brother handled her coolly with brutal force and I saw
him spreading her big buttocks and thrusting his thick penis into her.
"Ayooo, amma, he is killing me, Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh hooooooooo , save me",
Gita cried aloud. "Shut up, no sound, I will kill you", saying this my
brother took his phallus out of her rectum and spat on it twice, Again he
shoved the big tool into her rectum and I heard a slight fart sound. I
guess my brother, that rascal had burst my dear Gita didi's anal cherry and
in the process she farted. Then my brother began to move fast behind her
and lying on top of her , the cot was creaking and I heard sobs of
Gita. Through the holes of the plastic wires woven I could see Gita's pussy
and marvelous tits but the thrill was gone, my prick was now limp seeing
the cruelty caused to Gita by my brother.

Then I saw my brother carrying Gita and they moved to the floor, they might
have thought the cot might broke up. I saw my brother fucking Gita like an
ox mating a cow from behind. Gita was like a cow standing on her fours the
marvelous tits were dangling to and fro. Occasionally my brother would cup
her dangling tits and he would forcefully fuck her again in asshole. Gita
might have been used to anal fucking, after the first breaking there was no
symptoms of pain from her, she was rubbing her pussy with her hands and I
saw her fingers disappearing into her vulva. She was masturbating!, what a
pity, they were an odd couple doing unnatural things. The guy was fucking
his woman in her ass and she fingering her pussy. Anyhow it was a great
feast for my eyes. I can't see such nice action even in blue films.

It went on for some time. Then my brother ejaculated and I saw him shooting
his semen on her buttocks when his phallus came out of Gita's rectum with a
plop sound. Gita was relieved, she said, "dear, I am yet to come, please
suck me down there, I have sucked your cock a thousand times no?, but you
have never eaten my pussy!". "Okay, I will do it at night, now I have to go
out", my brother was going to dress again. "Oh you say this again and again
but never does it, I get jealous when I see others eating pussies", she
lamented. "Whose pussy eaten by whom", my bro asked. I thought she was
referring my escapades with Villu, she had seen me munching her pussy. "No,
I haven't seen any, but my friends all talk their hubbies eating their
pussies, I have kept it clean and washed every time but you never did that
to me"."I have no time now, later at night", my brother was wearing his
shirt. "If you are going like this and ignoring my pussy I will allow
somebody else to fill my pussy",Gita said. "In that case I will put itching
powder all over your pussy bitch, anyway who dares to fuck my wife, has
anybody got such a dick in this whole village", he proudly displayed his
member again. "Anyway I cant go on like this, its high time I get pregnant,
people are all asking why I am not conceiving, I am embarrassed, your
mother also asked me", she said. "Tell her to mind her business, I will do
it today night, now please suck my dick for a while, some more semen is
left out", he caught her by hair and offered his dick to her mouth. Gita
took his member again and I saw her sucking at it sitting on the floor. I
had a vintage view of her assets by the angle. Her breasts naked wide back,
the channel between her buttocks, her sparsely hairy outer thighs, her
ankles, soft inner thighs, neatly trimmed pussy, the fine pussy folds, wow,
I began to shake my phallus vigorously. Then he came again, she tried to
spit the fluid, but my brother did not allow her, I saw Gita gulping down
the thick paste. The next instant my brother was gone out.

She was alone, she took a towel and dusted her body all dirt accumulated
from the floor, she was murmuring. "What a beast, such a fine phallus, but
he never fucks into my pussy, if he had filled me once I would have been
pregnant by now. What a chap always fucks in asshole, tomorrow I can't even
shit properly, such a nice pussy I have, not like that ugly Villu, still I
am virgin, oh God! What could a girl do, why my husband is so fond of
assholes, my God, please make him like my pussy". Using a towel she wiped
the semen from the floor, then she took the blouse, which was lying on the
floor and then she saw me!

She looked as if seeing a ghost, something unbelievable, then she came to
her senses. She dragged me from under the cot, she was still stark naked
and I had still my phallus in my hand. She cried and cursed and beat me,
"you mother fucker hiding under my cot! You saw all! Oh, shit, you devil!,
get out you devil, get out", she forced me out and closed the door, I could
hear her sobs. I went out to the darkness, it was 6.30 evening and lamps
were not lit. I did not decide what to do, either my brother will kill me
or I have to commit suicide. I decided to run away from home. I went to the
culvert where my friend Ganesh was sitting smoking a bidi . "Dear Vasu,
where are you these days? I have heard you have seduced that Villu. She is
a chik yaar, did you fuck her?, you are so lucky yaar, your sister in law
she is the best fuckable woman in this whole village.Villu is the best
unmarried chick, you have both of them around, you are extremely lucky
yaar, are baba, give me one help, bring me a panty of any of them, at least
I can masturbate smelling their cunts yaar, why are you aloof, is it
because I talked ill of your sister in law. Take it easy yaar, you can
fuck my sister in return, of course if she allows, ha ha come, smoke one
bidi yaar", Ganesh was always energetic and enthusiastic when sex is
concerned.

"Sorry Vasu, but I am always like that, pardon me, did not mean to hurt
your feelings", Ganesh thought my silence as a protest from me.

I broke my silence, "Ganesh I have a thing to ask you", I said reluctantly.

"Ask, baba, ask, did you fuck that Villu, any problem man?", he asked.

"No, that's not the matter, well, is it possible to fuck in the asshole?".

"Yes!, why did you ask, did someone tried to fuck you in ass?, are baba,
don't go near sardars and muslims, they are crazy ass fuckers , they like
it better than fucking in pussies. Sometimes elder men will come to you and
stroke your penis, it happens in theaters, buses, festivals, some guys
do. But don't go with them, they will fuck you in asshole and its no
pleasure but simply pain. If some guy approach you just kick at his balls,
he will go away", Ganesh explained.

"No, I was just curious, some told me about it, then I did not believe it,
I said to him that it was impossible", I said.

"Impossible, ha ha, ask your brother, its always possible for him", Ganesh
laughed.

"What did you say?, first you said ill of sister in law and now you talk
ill of my brother".

"Ha, ha , the whole town knows your brother is a ass fucker. He is one
bloody ass fucker and he keeps a lot of boys as concubines at his provision
store. Haven't you got a clue about it. Just now we were discussing what a
waste was that sexy sister in law of you married to your brother. He is a
gay, he is never interested in good women except those cock suckers and
prostitutes who takes all his money", Ganesh said.

"How disgusting you talk, Ganesh!, he is my own brother!, have you
forgotten", I was furious.

"You only started this topic, your brother is fond of only boys, last month
he made a fight with another guy a railway gate keeper who is infamous for
fucking small boys", Ganesh was not going to leave me.

"For what, then what happened?"

"For fucking a new ****** boy, who is town's new craze among the gays, a
real gandu ( boy who gives ass for fucking)" , Ganesh said.

"Last month, impossible, he was married three month back, he had no need
for boys", I tried to argue.

"Ha, ha, Vasu, you don't know these gay people, once they taste fucking
boys, they can't stop fucking them, they wont get an erection if Aiswarya
Rai is displayed naked before him", Aiswarya Rai is our sexy beautiful
queen of celluloid.

"Then why they marry?", I was thinking about the incident I just voyeured.

"For the sake of society, for hiding their true identity, your poor
sis-in-law!, I bet she had never been fucked by your brother, take my
advise, baba, its your chance, try to seduce her, its possible baba, your
brother that infamous ass fucker of our town can never get an erection
before such good chicks, Ganesh was making merry.

Then my father came by last bus. He saw me. "why are you sitting here,
don't you have anything to study, come with me to home", he took my hand
and I walked to home with trembling heart and weak legs.

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05-14-2012, 03:25 AM
Post: #8
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
When I reached home taking the baggage brought by father I was trembling
with fear. I knew I had done a dreaded thing and if my brother's wife ever
disclose it to my elder brother he would kill me. He was a brutal and hot
tempered man. Further if he knew that I had hidden under his cot and see
his fucking sessions with his wife what would one would not do. I sat with
my father for dinner, instead of Gita didi my mother served the dishes. My
father asked what was wrong with Gita, my mother replied she had a headache
and was taking rest. I was relieved by her absence, as I had no courage to
face her after she caught me guilty peeping her being fucked in the ass by
my brother.

The next day when I was awake only Gita didi was in the kitchen, I went to
the kitchen to take tea and she understood my presence, but she pretended
to be busy making a good fire using the damp firewood. I made my presence
felt by placing the glass tumbler forcefully on the table after taking
tea. She muttered without facing me, "don't break the glass baba". Thank
god she spoke to me!, I thought she would ignore me for ever. From that
instant I fell in love with her, I knew I was doing a mistake, a taboo, I
was looking at my own brother's wife with evil intentions, I had seen her
private parts, I had witnesses her fucked in the asshole by my brother. I
felt pity towards her. I knew my brother did not break her cherry so
far. My brother was a gay, I came to knew more about his behavior. He had
made frequent visits to a lodge where boys were available for fucking and I
heard stories about marriages taking place there between men and young
boys, there were musical nights conducted and in the end boys were abused
sexually and for a payment. My brother was a patron of such lodges and when
my father was away his concubine boys approached his store and borrowed
money from him. Poor Gita didi, she was ignorant about such things, none
would believe such stories, such things happen in our land!?

I fell in love with Gita, I felt I would die if I did not see her a
day. She behaved to me as if nothing had happened. This encouraged me, I
looked at her pleadingly and I behaved more politely but she did not
acknowledge any of such things. I accompanied her to the temples and I
stood behind her when she was busy praying god with folded hands. My eyes
were roaming on her fat buttocks, (she did not wear panties when she went
to the temples), a simple dhoti, blouse and a davani( a 1.5 meter cloth
used to cover fronts over the blouses so that cleavages and the shapely
breasts are well hidden) my phallus was always rock hard while praying
standing behind her. There were the usual worshippers and admirers
including the old priest who used to throw a mixture of sandalwood paste
with Kumkum (saffron color mixture) into my didi's hands with his tobacco
chewed lips watering at the heaviness of Gita didi's breasts. My brother's
wife had the biggest breasts in our countryside. Other ladies envied her
when they say she soaping her assets when bathing together.

One day there was a heavy crowd and I was walking behind Gita sister, then
there was a pull and my front hit her fat buttocks, she looked at me with
an angry sign, but when she saw it was only me she became calm. My phallus
became rock hard and I went outside the main temple. There was some more
small deities to which the priest and worshippers would go next, I went to
the dark and masturbated, my shoot went sky high. I felt guilty doing such
a thing in the god's premise. But then our god, Lord Shiva is also a
naughty man, he used to peep at her wife Parvathy when she go for her
leisurely bath in the Ganges, as per myth. He is also an unabashed God who
did practice several sexual postures and he and his wife took the shape of
elephants and gave birth to a lord Ganesh with face of an elephant and body
of a man. So there is nothing wrong with shooting my semen before God, I
thought. While we were returning home I walked beside her and my hands
touches her hand, but she withdrew her hand and told me, " walk distant
baba, don't lean on me baba". I was blushed.

But she did offer some privileges to me, did she allow it willfully or it
just happened I was not able to distinguish, when she cleaned the premises
using a brush made of shrubs, she did not wear her towel covering her
blouse, I could see her cleavages and slightly bulging abdomen and the deep
belly button. I peeped at her through the small window from my room, often
I masturbated standing watching her heavy bosom and its deep cleavages and
her sexy belly button. But when my mother or brother was present she would
be very modest and all covered. Another occasion when I would see her milky
white thighs was when she would wash the dishes with water drawn directly
from the well and she would sit near the well with her lungi showing her
ankles and partly bare thighs. Each such occasion made my penis stand up
and I masturbated standing in the house.

One day she asked me, "Why are you going to temple everyday? How came you
become so pious overnight?". "I was just accompanying you, Gita didi" "Is
it, I don't need any such guards". "Yes, I know, but it's a prestige for
me". "What?" "Gita didi, people are saying you are the greatest chick
around here", I told her openly. "chick?! You call your brother's wife a
chick?!", she barked. "Not me, people, they say you are the most beautiful
women ever come to this countryside, so I get some prestige when I walk
with you, I am brother of such a great chick, no?" "Are you not ashamed to
refer as a brother, are you behaving like a brother to me, you are nothing
but a nasty peeping tom", she said. "I can't help it, you have such
beautiful assets". "Go away, don't take such rubbish, don't cross your
limits, remember I am your big brother's wife", she said. "I olden days
there was only a single wife for 5 brothers", I said. "Aha, now the cat is
out of bag, so you are having such thoughts, shall I tell your mother, you
scoundrel, how dare you speak such rubbish to your brother's wife, A
brother's wife is a second mother to a younger boy, don't you know that",
she was sobbing and furious. "I am sorry, but I cant help it , I love you,
I love you and I will love you even if you hate me", I walked away.

The reaction was oblivion from the next day. She did not reveal any of her
private parts, she changed to a nightie , a useless robe which covers fully
and it's a robe which was designed to be most erotic, that is a night dress
a long gown with easily removable features. But in Kerala every women age
ranging from adolescent to granny wore it and its worn at day instead of
nights. This made men hornier, as they were deprived the contours ,
cleavages , nooks and corners of a voluptuous woman which their ancestors
enjoyed until the nightie was discovered. Before the freedom struggle no
women covered their bosoms in Kerala, then upper caste women started
covering the breasts soon followed by agitation by lower caste women for
their right to cover their bosoms. Now the fanatics of ***** and Muslims
force every woman to cover every inch of her body. Both ***** and Muslim
fanatics unite in one thing, deprive sex, and no dating, no talking no
mingling between men and women. Thus by past nineties Indian people are
deprived every kind of sexual pleasures and to see a woman nude one has to
wait till he is married or watch his blues away watching foreign porno
films. This depression of sex makes people commit more sexual crimes and
even children are attacked. Muslims promote their burkhas and only Muslim
women's face is visible. The men who is deprived of sex, go crazy and enter
crowded buses and jerk off right in the buses or he goes to a movie hall
showing masala movie and jerk off there watching the abdomens and navels of
those extras who dance behind the hero and heroine showing their ample
midriffs and belly buttons which could hold cups of water!. The very same
guy who just jerked off seeing the navels and bulging abdomen apply tar on
the postures and preach the revealing postures should be banned. The very
next day media covers all these rubbish and different women agitations,
organizations folk before the theatres to ban such movies. Poor guy, who
want sex, who likes to watch a porno movie in the dark, who likes to have a
beer when its scorching sun outside found everything banned in this
country.

Cigarette smoking is banned, men and women traveling in same seat in a bus
is banned, men and women talking outside his house is banned, liquor is
banned, beer is banned, frustrated to the chore he goes to his home , watch
the fashion T.V girls and finally jerk off. Now a days there too censors
have come, and lingerie sections have been banned in India during day
time. Coming back to the story, I had opportunities to peep at the ladies
who were willing to show their bosoms or partially clad pussies when they
were bathing at the canals. We had a toddy tapper Mackotha who used to
climb coconut trees at evenings and he will spend hours at the top in
pretext of taking toddy but all he does is jerking off while watching the
ladies soaping their pussies and melons ignorant of Macotha's silent
presence over the coconut top.

Gita started wearing nighties and I could not see any of her plump body
then. This went on for a week and I could not stand it any longer. Once I
tried to peep through the coconut leaves made walls of the urinal when I
heard her pissing sound. But she sensed my steps and when I appeared as if
accidentally she had put the curtain down and called 'Amma, Amma', and I
ran away. One day it was an evening, my mother was away, I saw Gita didi
disappearing to the bath shed. It was not possible for her to know I was
around, I saw it as a god sent opportunity to have a peep. I saw her
clothes appearing on the wall one by one, first her dhoti, then her skirt,
then blouse and last the black bra the sight of which released my angry
young man outside my underwear. When I was moving with silent steps to the
bathroom, my mother appeared as if from nowhere, "Vasu, haven't you seen
rain is coming, go take that logs away in the shed, don't let them get wet,
we have no firewood else". Oh, shit, I cursed my mummy's appearance, I had
missed a great scene. I took the logs in hand and went to the small shed, I
arranged it in heaps, then I saw that the shed was constructed adjacent to
Gita didi's room. There was a small ventilator without any doors. But its
not safe both persons from inside and outside could see each other. I took
some teak leaves and fixed it to the ventilator and arranged the logs
quickly so that there was a small place where I could stand and I had the
excuse I was arranging logs. I put some gum to the dry leaves and fixed
them to the ventilator. Now she can see only the dry leaves, but I can see
through the small holes the whole room if I put my eyes close to the
leaves.

The rain started pouring down, and I was standing between the logs and I
shivered when I saw Gita entering her room fully covered with a lot of wet
clothes. She put away the wet clothes one by one on the hangers and when
she removed the underskirt from her chest, I gasped, my blood was boiling,
wow, she had no bra, nothing she was half nude, oooh, la la what a scene
baby, I took my phallus from my underwear I did not have to peel the
foreskin it was already gone back, my angry red sword had come out of its
sheath and was oozing wet. Gita took a dry towel and started drying her
boobs one by one, she took a lot of time looking in the mirror watching her
beauty, she lifted each breast like precious treasure dried the underside,
rubbed the nipples, and then she dried her armpits. I could see her side
and fine fleshy smooth back. She stood like a carved statue and there was a
deep channel downwards from her nape of neck, the channel itself was
sufficient for a man to jerk off. She had no spinal chord it seemed but a
fleshy spinal channel. She then wrapped the towel around her waist and
removed the wet lungi she was wearing. She stood like a wrestler and I
could see the dark fat thighs and heavy buttocks through the semi
transparent towel, only unfortunate thing was she did not face me. She then
used the wrapped towel to dry her wet hole and in the process I could see
her marvelous buttocks she put part of the towel into her rectum and using
her thumb finger she dried her asshole and after she put the towel in place
she sniffed her finger, taking to her nose. Was she smelling her asshole? I
was expecting the towel to disappear at any instant, but she took a dry
under skirt, put on it through the neck and as soon as the towel dropped
the skirt hid her fleshy buttocks from me, but I got one precious second in
between and my shoot went sky high to the mud walls just in front of me!!!.

She adjusted her skirt around her abdomen, her tits were dangling free. She
poured some talcum powder inside her palm and rubbed it on her armpits,
then she put a bra and started clipping it behind and I guessed the show
was over and unsafe to stick around. I put a last log in its place and
appeared to the front side. My mother was gone once again outside. Then my
Gita didi appeared with heavy mascara applied around her black wide eyes,
and I could sniff the talcum powder from her. "What a heavy amount of
powder you use, my nose is burning", I exclaimed. She gave me an irritated
look, "It my powder and my body, why you bother?", she asked. "But I don't
like it , its better if you had not put any powder, I cant stand near you
because of the perfume", I said. "Its my husband's money and I am doing as
I please, its better you to keep away from me", she said. I could not get
this lady, one moment she appear pacified the next moment she barks at
me. Then my mother came, "why are you quarrelling?" she asked. "Nothing
mama, we were talking about the rain, clothes are wet", she said. "Oh that,
anyway the firewood is not wet", she moved to kitchen.

The next day my parents went to attend a wedding at my sister's house and
they said they would return with my brother at night. So I was alone with
Gita didi, I fantasized so many evil things, but she went away to Villus'
house soon after my parents left. I guessed she would not return to house
if she doubted she is going to be alone with me, so I decided to bluff her,
I had no intention to make a physical contact with her even though I
masturbated in several nights thinking about it. I took my fishing
equipment and walked to the canal through Villu's compound. I saw my Gita
didi and Villu sitting on the portico and they saw me. Villu gave me a
smile and asked, "Vasu, are you going for fishing?", before I could answer
Gita said, "I don't think any ladies are ( www.indiansexstories.biz ) bathing at this hour". Villu
laughed at the joke and I was furious. "I am not going to watch any ", I
said. Gita shot back, "We did not say it, why you agitate with me, we were
discussing something else." I walked and when I was nearing the canal, I
saw Villu and Gita walking to my home. The lunch was prepared, there was
nothing to do at the house till evening, so I was expecting Gita to take a
leisurely bath, I should not miss this opportunity, I hid my fishing rod
behind some bushes and returned to my house by another shortcut.

When I reached home, I saw nobody at the house, the doors were closed and I
saw the lights were on in Gita's room. Villu was laughing what are these
bitches doing, most probably gossiping about me, I thought. Lets overhear
them , I decided so I moved to the shed behind the bedroom and hid between
logs safely. I soon focused my eyes through the holes of the leaves and I
could see inside of the room clearly.

Villu was sitting on the cot leaning to the wall and facing me
directly. She was laughing and was busy looking for lice in my Gita didi's
hair. Gita didi was sitting between the legs of Villu , facing my side and
her long hair was being inspected by Villu, and both were laughing and
talking. This act of combing other woman's hair and killing lice is the
popular spare time activity of Keralite women in countryside. It's the time
they pass gossips and discuss womanly things and secrets. I could see
Villu's skirts hiked above her ankles and her thighs were shining in the
light like two ivory towers, her folded knee made the thighs fold at
kneecap look like shape of a pussy's outside. One could have a nice fuck by
folding her thighs and inserting the penis behind her kneecap!, I was
getting berserk. Then I saw three buttons of Gita didi's blouse was open, I
could see her black bra and the heavy breasts which were trying to burst
them out. The table fan was running, the hairs of Villu were spreading ,
Gita was leaning more against her. "Oh what a relief when I opened the
hooks, now my bosom could breath", Gita exclaimed. "But I am not getting
air now", Villu said. "Its because you were so long skirt, who wear such
long skirts at home, you hike them, it nice to feel your thighs on my
sides, its bit ticklish", Gita didi said. Villu hiked the skirt upper and I
could see the half thighs now, wow, she has so creamy and hairless. Gita
didi leaned more close to Villu and she too hiked her skirt showing the
calves and tiny hairs on her calves. If only she had put her legs fixed on
the cot I could see traces of her pussy, Villu was closely moving the comb
through the thick hairs and she caught one lice between her fingers and
crushed it. "Gita didi lean more towards me, lets see the front side",
Villu asked. "Then I would unhook the bra, its so tight today", Gita
unhooked her bra from behind and the football shaped breasts sagged a bit
and loosened. Villu exclaimed, "Aha, Gita , your tits are free, well can I
touch them, all say you have the biggest tits in this village, well let me
feel, wow, how heavy are them dear chechy, how did they reside in this 36
bra, I bet your size is 38"", Villu was cuddling Gita's breasts, and Gita
did not do anything to disrupt her. Villu said, "Gita I am envy whenever I
see your hair and breasts, will my tits ever become big like them". Gita
laughed, "Ha, Ha , hair I don't know dear, but your tits sure will become
large once you married, your husband will crush them as soon as you are
married". "Gita didi, is it true that men crush our tits as soon as they
see them?, will it cause pain?". "Ha ha, it depends on the guy, some are
greedy and rough, some handle them nice, but most of the guys go crazy once
they see them naked", Gita said, her bra had all gone and her tits were
proudly looking at me. I started masturbating rhythmically watching those
marvelous boobs. "Gita, is it true men make us naked in the first night?",
Villus asked. "You are better experienced than me, you are ready to expose
yourself even before the first night", Gita shot back. Villu blushed and
she started, "Oh, Gita what are you talking, I don't expose to
anybody". "Oh, forget it, you have Vasu , applying herbs between your legs,
your doctor of leaches, don't think I am a fool, I had seen him licking
your pussy, I saw both of you one day, but I did not want to disturb you",
Gita revealed the incident and Villu lost all the color from her
face. "Didi, you see us, oh I am doomed, it just happened, but please don't
tell it to anybody", Villu pleased. "Oh forget it, I am not going to tell
it to anybody, sweety, I just want to know if it was nice, did you get
pleasure when he licked you there?", Gita was bolder. "Oh, didi, it was
nice, I should admit it, it was really nice". "Do you want it to happen
again?", Gita asked. "I don't get you, what do you suggest", Villu
asked. "I suggest this", saying this Gita moved her hand backwards and it
disappeared into Villu's cave and she jerked but Gita inserted her finger
into Villu's pussy and she sucked her finger, I saw a flinch from Gita
didi's face. I knew the reason, she did not expect it, it was the most
pungent pussy Villu had, and Gita suppressed a vomit gesture, fortunately
as she was facing away from Villu she did not notice it. "Oh Gita, you are
naughty, well let me see your pussy too!", Villu moved forward. I was
bursting at the turn of events.

I never thought Gita might know lesbian tricks, how did a country girl knew
the pleasures between two women. But Gita removed her skirt and offered her
pussy to Villu and she nose dived into my Gita didi's pussy.

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05-14-2012, 03:25 AM
Post: #9
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
I was looking eagerly through the peep hole I had made and was shaking my
phallus with the other hand watching the two ladies cuddling amorously. My
Gita didi moved her hand upper and spread Villu's legs and she inserted her
finger into the dark opening of Villu. "It was here the leach caught you
isn't it, Vasu applied medicine here. I saw you both making treatment, tell
me Villu, was it nice when Vasu put his tool into you?", Gita didi was
asking her about how I poked Villu. Villu was shy, "Oh don't ask such
naughty questions, didi, we did not do much, he only started things, then I
lost my control". "Did Vasu put his tongue in your secret place? Did you
get much pleasure?", Gita asked her. "Oh Gita, don't ask me, it was heaven,
I don't know how but it was just heaven!", Villu said.

"Do you want to enjoy it once again?"

"How, Gita, my mother will doubt, and its dangerous to allow Vasu to do all
those things, we may get pregnant".

"Who said Vasu only can give you that pleasure, let me see what can I do
for you", saying this Gita snatched Villu's lungi away and began to roam
her fingers in the thin mat of pubic hair which adorned Villu's love
triangle. Gita removed her hands and inspected her fingers," Now I see what
did he do for you, you have such oozing, does it always wet like this, I
mean your pussy!", Gita asked.

"Oh Gita you are making me ashamed, how can you say such things, you know
we get like this when we think about such things, take your hands away, I
am going, some one may come!".

"Going!, without giving me an occasion to munch your pussy for my lunch!",
Gita talked with desire in her eyes. "Chee chee, Gita what are you talking,
I never thought you talk such dirty things!", Villu said. I too never
thought my modest Gita didi can be such a woman. "Oh Villu, we are two
women, women talk such intimate things when two are alone, I love your
honey dear, its so tasty, lets see for yourself", Gita offered the finger
she just taken out from Villu's pussy and inserted to Villu's lips. Villu
sucked her thumb and said, "Whats so crazy about this, its like spit". "You
suck thumb well, but dear I want to taste your cunt, give it to me", Gita
began to move her face on the baby fat thighs and was moving upwards. "Gita
you behave so strange today, what happened to you, you said my juice was
oozing,but now you make it flowing like a river". "Villu please rub your
hand on my neck, I feel bit aching there", Villu's hands fall on my Gita
didi' neck she rubbed there and moved to backwards, as the blouse was front
opened, soon the blouse move way and I could see the marvelous back of Gita
didi like Rajastan desert. "I think you are aching somewhere else Gita,
surely not your neck", Villu said. Gita took Villu's hands and lead it to
her big breasts, "Villu if you know that why tease me, I want you to press
my boobs, they are aching from this morning". Villu looked at Gita's
breasts with envy and passion and began to massage the boobs using both her
hands."Oh, Gita how did you manage to carry such big breasts, no wonder all
our country folk are crazy about you, oh look at these two darlings, two
'babbly mass' (sweet lemon big and round in shape) ". Gita laughed at her
reference and removed her blouse and began to remove Villus blouse, soon
both of them were naked above their waistline. "Yours are also not small,
Villu, I bet Vasu can make them bigger"

"Gita your tits are so firm like wheat floor , how come this don't your
husband crush them, I thought all husbands flatten the breasts of their
wives".

"Now you flatten me, Villu, drink my milk!", Gita took Villus head to her
breasts and offered her marvelous globes alternately.

I was shaking my phallus vigorously, my meat was now about eight inch long,
I had never seen them such big. "Villu today you have to show me the leach
mark, I want to see it, I want to see where my husband's brother put his
medicine and cured you", Gita told.

"Okay Gita, you also show me where that leach caught you, I know your
brother applied same herbal on you, I want to see your pussy dear Gita, I
was so curious to see that after Vasu told me about it, Vasu is so crazy
about your pussy, whenever he say about it his mouth is full of
saliva". Gita tried to hide her surprise, "Oh Vasu told you about that!,
that dirty rascal, he cant keep anything secret, telling another girl about
my pussy!, che chee chee!!, he is my brother know, not his mouth but his
tool between his legs is watering. I bet he is shaking his whack thinking
about your and my pussy, that bloody leach, only because of it I had to
show him my pussy!"

"Gita you have no milk, but your nipples are so taut!?", Villu said. "How
can I get milk, I am not pregnant baby, when I get a boy, I will surely
give you some milk", Gita chuckled. By then both women were naked and were
rubbing each other. I was Gita's fat thighs rubbing between Villu's pale
thighs and Villu crushing her pussy alongside the fleshy thigh of Gita,
Gita was moving on top and Villu was accommodating her by crushing her
buttocks using her fingers. I saw Villu's fingers disappearing into the
butt flesh of Gita Didi like finger applied to an iced cake.

"Dear please stand up, let me see you clearly ", my Gita didi made Villu to
stand up and she was watching her with passion and admiration. The pussy
folds were clearly visible and it was like a hibiscous flower between her
legs. "You have nice pussy folds, its very queer, I havent seen such folds
well let me look your little clity dear", Gita was spreading the pussy fold
and was eagerly searching for the clitoris. Villu was lifting her legs and
I could guess that Gita had located the clitoris and was rubbing on
it. "Well let me see yours Gita", Villu was searching Gita now. I saw both
women exploring each other. Villu's hands spread Gitas ass cheeks wide and
she inserted a finger into Gita's asshole. "Take your hands away from there
I don't like touching anyone there", Gita removed Villu's hands away. "Oh
didi I was wondering how slippery you were there , surely I mistook as a
pussy, you are so wet there", I could see Gita was furious at Villu noticed
the rectum being loosened. "Ok , do you want to see how a husband fucks you
when married, if you want lay yourself on the bed", Gita tried to change
subject. "Teach me Gita, teach me everything", saying this Villu stretched
herself on the mattress completely naked. Gita didi rolled on top of her
and began to pump Villu's smaller breasts, "Gita lick between them, yes
there on the valley, I love it", Gita was licking the place between her
breasts and soon Villu's hands captured Gita's buttocks and she was
pressing her into her body. Gita devided Villus legs and put one of her fat
thighs between Villus legs and began to move up and down rubbing on her
pussy mounds using her fat thighs. Villu was rubbing her pelvis and pussy
on the ivory thighs of Gita. "Drink my milk", Gita put those marvelous
breasts to Villu's eager lips and she started to suck her taut nipples.

"Now we do togther", Gita moved to my direction and spread her thighs on
Villu's face. I could see Villu's familiar pussy spread up and Gita began
to lick all over there. Gita was obstructed by the pungent smell but she
was determined to make the girl cum. As I had done the same thing to Villu
I knew how much difficulty she was facing. Villu too was imitating Gita but
I was not able to see her action, I could only see the fat buttocks and my
Gita didi. I was finding it difficult to hold my cum anymore, it just shoot
from my phallus like a skud missile fired. I moved from the hiding place
and went to the well and began to draw water. I washed my face and
legs. The sound might have been heard by the women. I saw Villu appearing
first followed by Gita. I could see they had dressed up in a hurry , Gita
had no covering for her protruding breasts enclosed in her blouse. "Hello
Villu chechy, what was that shining on your face, were you doing facial
each other", I asked. "What, facial, oh that!, yes we were having some
herbal facial done to each other. What's the matter with you ?", Gita asked
me. "No I was thinking there was something stinking about your herbal, I
smell a cow dung flavour", I said moving closer to Villu. Villu suddenly
lost her color. I guessed she might have thought I was referring about her
pussy smell. "Ok we were doing a cow dung facial, what do you want now, why
do you interfere in women's matters, go away", Gita was furious mood.

"Ok I am leaving ", I said and went to the canal side. There I found my
friend Ganesha. "Are Vasu, come here", he was sitting behind a bush. "Whats
the matter, Ganesh?". "Z,,, silence, a great piece bathing there, look she
is showing everything baba, today its enough for a jerk off, come lets sit
here and enjoy". I sat beside him. We peeped down below, a dark lady was
bathing there. She was not aware of us watching her from behind the
bush. It was a newly married girl to our village. She was soaping her boobs
generously as she expected some unexpected person to come by the canal side
she was hiding her assets to that side which made our point of view more
direct and she was using her lungi as a cover and applying soap to her
boobs and midriff in between that lungi. Ganesh and I smiled at each other
mischievously and we lowered our underwear and took our weapons outside. I
started jacking off vigorously then Ganesh asked me to help him and he
would do me. So we exchanged our phallus and started jacking off each
other. The woman was standing half nude in water and was drying her upper
side she used a small towel to dry her boobs and then she climbed steps
keeping the small towel as cover but we could see her like a mermaid
jumping out of sea. Then we exploded into each other's hands.

☆☆☆☆☆ Meethi Gaand ☆☆☆☆☆ Maa ka Agyakari Beta ☆☆☆☆☆
05-14-2012, 03:26 AM
Post: #10
RE: Geeta Bhabhi ki Choot
I was surprised to see that my brother's wife was interested in amorous
relationships with our neighbour Vilasini that I had witnessed in detail
and enjoyed very much. Two or three days went by without any happenings.
Vilasini's elder sister had come to her house and was staying there for her
next delivery. So I did not get any opportunities to continue my liaisons
there. So my desires and dreams started to circle around Gita. Even though
she was my brother's wife I was sure that my brother had little interest in
her god created assets like well rounded globes and a fine pussy. All he
was interested was her buttocks and asshole. Meanwhile I came to know that
my elder brother was a complete homosexual from various sources. One of my
friends disclosed me that he had seen my brother at a cheap lodge near the
market place along with a railway worker and a young boy. The railway
worker was a notorious chap who used to take boys who were wandering in the
streets offering them food, money etc to his railway gate watching room and
make sex with them. There were some rumors that he used to beat and pinch
them after use, something like masochism. My friend advised me that my
elder brother was on wrong tracks. He told me to tell my brother that the
company he was having with that notorious railway man would be dangerous to
his life. But I was not in a situation to complain to my brother, I had
little courage even to talk to my brother. He was big, cruel and has no
concern about anybody other than himself.

The schools reopening was getting closer, my vacation was going to end
soon. Once the schools started I cannot roam around and peep during
daytime. Then I overheard Gita asking my mother to tell my brother to allow
her to stay for a week at her home. My mother conveyed the same to my
mother when he came for dinner, "Let her go and stay, I can't take her now,
the business is already down, if I am away the whole thing will collapse,
let her take Vasu with her, or you may go with her, mama, he said. I was
thrilled at the proposal, accompanying Gita to her house and stay there for
a week, wow. My mother said, " Its husband's duty to take wives to their
homes, people will complain you are neglecting them, Vasu has to be here, I
cant keep the house unoccupied during day time, I will be going here and
there , someone will rob the house". Oh, shit! Don't spoil my ambitions
mama, I said silently. Gita then intervened "If you are not coming to my
house, I am not going, why are you not coming to my house. Always you say
some or other excuse when I go home, my parents want to see you
too". "Don't you understand the problem, I cant keep the shop closed even
for one day, so much amount is given as loans, if I keep the shop closed
for two days, it will surely affect business", he said. Then I appeared,
"Mama, I haven't seen Gita didi's house after the marriage, I have only ten
days for my schools to reopen, let me also go with them", I pleaded. Then
my brother spoke, "Okay that's it, let Vasu take Gita to home, I will come
there on alternate nights". His word was final and none questioned him in
our house.

So I was carrying the bag and walking along with Gita to the bus stop next
day. "Vasu, in which standard are you studying next month?", she
asked. "XI", I replied. "you have poor marks in tenth, now all you career
is depending on this course, don't spend your time peeping women , I advise
you, as your brother's wife its my duty to correct you and guide you", she
went on. "Now I have stopped watching them, none seems good since I saw you
everyday", I said boldly. "Don't think you can peep at me any more, I will
tell to your mom, if you dare to do it again. Its not good, I am like your
mother, its all because of your adolescence, in this stage every one will
have naughty thoughts. Evil is ruling you, you should pray to god everyday
before you go to sleep", she was preaching like a pope. The bus came and we
sat in a seat, I was sitting close to Gita while she was trying to keep
some distance between us. Fortunately the road was full of gutters or
rather the gutters formed a road, and the bus was moving like a boat
swaying alternately, I caught the iron bar in front of us firmly and in the
process my forearm came to contact with Gita's nipple enclosed in her
blouse, she tried to move my hand to one side so that the brushing would
stop, but I did not move my hand and the driver helped me with his sudden
breaks and mad driving, most of the time he was watching ladies sitting
beside and when he saw some lady standing at the stops, he pressed the
rubber horn mercilessly and grinned at the bystanders.

Then a lady carrying a kid boarded the bus and she was looking at our
direction. Then the lady behind me asked me to vacate the seat and help the
other lady to sit. I cursed my bad luck and traveled the rest standing in
the bus. Then the lady sitting behind Gita started making chitchat. I heard
her asking Gita about her kids etc, I looked at Gita's face. It was
grim. As we were living in country sides people often were curious to get
acquaint more personnel with each other. So it was quite natural about she
asking Gita whether she was pregnant after six months of marriage. Gita
gave a 'no' and soon the lady started telling about her daughter who was
married three months back and she was pregnant. Gita got irritated by the
subject and tried to change subject.

When we reached Gita didi's place it was almost dark. We had to walk about
ten meters from the bus stop reach her home. While we were walking I tried
to catch her hand but she moved away from me, "You will never learn, you
always look for an opportunity , you busybody", she talked. "What wrong did
I do?". "What were you doing in the bus? Are you not ashamed, you tried to
caress my boobs". "Oh, it was unintentional" , I replied. "You may think
you are clever, but there are others watching, don't you know?". "Who
cares", was my reply. "My friend Ganesh has two fathers, do you know? His
mother married the eldest guy and then the younger one too started living
with them and now even she cant predict who is Ganesh's biological father",
I started another line. "Now cat is out of the bag!, I see, so this is in
your mind!, you brute you want me to be wife to you too, don't talk to me
such words. I tell you nothing of that kind is going to happen. It was past
century when such things happened. It was to keep the family feuds minimal
and keep property within the family. I will not tolerate it. You may go
back right now, I don't want you to come to my house with such evil
thoughts. You are my brother, that's all, in all its pure sense, Got it!?",
Gita said and moved fast. Her father greeted us at the gate. "Where is your
husband, send this boy with you?", he was angry. "No, he will come tomorrow
evening, Vasu was begging to see our house, soon his school is opening",
Gita said. "That's okay he can stay here as many days he want, but I want
to see my son in law", he said. "Brother will come tomorrow", I said. "Okay
, go inside take rest", he said.

Gita's mother too asked about my brother not coming and she was curious
about her daughter's pregnancy. "Did you miss periods?", I overheard the
mother asking Gita. She cried, "Mama, please don't ask again, I will tell
when I conceive, okay?". "No, I was advising you not to do any family
planning etc , if you use condoms etc then you wont have kids when you are
ready for it. Better have it soon while I and your mother in law are
healthy", she advocated her cause. Gita went inside. The supper was nice
and grand. I had my bead spread in the portico, there was only two bedrooms
which were occupied by Gita's parents and Gita. I tried to look for Gita,
but she did not appear after the dinner. I got bored by next day and I
returned home in the evening. Nobody asked me to extend my stay there.

When I came back home my mother was asking, "Why Vasu come today, I was not
expecting you today, you said you will stay there for a week?!". "Ok, amma,
I got bored there, all are asking for big brother only". "Its natural, I
had asked him a hundred times to visit them, but he doesn't hear. Today he
has gone with the Sasi for getting admission, he will not come today here
or there", she said. I knew that Sasi, he was a concubine like boy with no
moustache and always shy. My friend Ganesh used to press his chest when he
was around and he will never object but giggle. I knew he was a gay and
most probably my brother had sensed it and gone with him in pretext of
getting admission. "Why Sasi went with brother, his father is there no?", I
asked mother. "Your brother know some big person who can get admission for
him, he has just a pass so your brother took him to town. Tomorrow they
will go to college". "Then Gita didi will quarrel, she was expecting him
today night". "What can I do, my son is a helpful man, let that Sasi get
admission first and I will make him spend a week at Gita's house". My
brother came back with Sasi only two days after. I saw them coming
together. "Did you get admission Sasi ?", I asked. "Admission, what
admission ", he looked confused. My brother barked at me, " You mind your
job, why did you come back? Did Gita come too?". "Gita's father was asking
for you they expected you yesterday, at least tonight you can go there", I
said. "No, not today, I am so tired, I lost all my energy, I am completely
spent", he smiled at Sasi. He bit his lips together and went to his
house. My brother did not have to go to his wife house, Gita came back next
day morning. Her father dropped her at our house in a jeep, "You come to my
house with your husband only, when he gets time", he barked and went away
without taking the tea my mother had made.

I was happy to see Gita didi back. But she was gloomy. "Why Didi, you look
so sad, did some one scold you at your house", I asked. "Its none of your
business, you go and study, what for you if I am gloomy or pleasant", she
snapped. "No, its nice to see you happy and merry and I can overhear some
sweet old songs , no?" . "Oh, you are not only overhearing but peeping too,
nasty boy", she went into her room and closed the door. I guessed she was
going to change her clothes, I ran outside and went to the hiding place
behind the barn, but I collided with my mother who was there already busy
picking the wood. "Where are you running, can't you see I am here", she
said. "No mother, I need some coconut shells", I lied. "Coconut shells are
a lot in the kitchen no?, for what you need them?", she asked. "My class
teacher wanted us to create a flower vase using coconut shells as a project
under DPEP". "Making flower vases by the students, what kind of education
is this , no wonder people are taking their kids to English medium now a
days", she moved saying " Come with me, I will give good big shells from
kitchen". So I missed a golden chance to watch and shake my meat keeping a
look at my dream girl, my sweet Didi, cursing mama I followed her.

One week passed, then I heard mother saying "Gita take some jack fruit
chips when you go home, I have specially made them for you, if you are not
here you can eat them at leisure there". "Where is Didi going amma?", I
asked. "Oh she is going home for her cousins wedding , your brother will
come at evening in jeep. I am also going to my brother's house today so you
come early at evening, don't play football till sunset", my mother
said. "Okay", I said. So I will be alone next day, I moved to Villu's
house and as I expected she was there are the veranda combing her
hair. "Hai Villu how are you, long time no see", I wished. "Vasu, you did
not go for the wedding", she asked. "Oh what wedding Didi is going, now a
days you are more friendly with Didi rather than me, why?" I asked. "Oh we
are ladies no, we have lot of things to talk, but you are a boy no?
scandals may start if I met you too often", she replied. "But I have
something that Didi doesn't have, want to try?", I told. "Vasu, don't play
naughty, my elder sister is here ". "Okay, then I have kept my brother's
razor ready and handy, why don't you come to my house in the
afternoon". "For what?!", she was embarrassed. "To shave your quim and make
it cute and pink so that no itch will be there and leaches will be tempted
to bite you", I was bolder. "Oh, I don't need it now". "Okay then come at
least we can play games". "What games?", "the games you play with Didi
combing each other and god know what else", she was clearly
embarrassed. "What are you saying?". "I heard you calling Didi sweetie ha
hha hoo hhee, what was the reason", I asked. "Oh, it was just a throne, a
prick in my foot, she was extracting it", she lied. "But I thought she was
munching you for lunch". "Did Gita tell you anything?", Villu was
suspicious. "She didn't tell, but nothing happens in my house without my
knowing". "Go away, my sister is coming", she moved away. I had lost hope
and so I went to canal and decided to have a bath. When I reached the canal
no one was there, so I removed my clothes and jumped into the water nude. I
was planning to take some quick dips and change into my clothes as none was
around. But at the same instant the milkman's wife came with a bundle of
clothes and I jumped into the water to cover my nakedness.

The milkman's wife was an elderly lady about 40 years old. She had enormous
breasts and the country folk often joked that the milkman will never be out
of stock since she is around. She acknowledged my presence with a smile
and started washing clothes one by one, as I was naked under water I was
waiting for some gent to appear so that he can give my dry clothes or she
leave the place whichever was earlier. But nothing happened, she soaped the
clothes sitting in the last step and when she finished them I could see her
buttocks wet and the single cloth she wore went inside her butt channel
giving me a clear idea of her contours from behind. Soon my phallus began
to agitate and I had no option other than to peel my foreskin back and
clear yesterday's residues of a masturbation standing in water. She looked
back at me and since I was around she removed her blouse facing away from
me and hiked her linen cloth to her chest and it rolled up to her thigh
level. When I saw her calves I was surprised to see a lot of hair on her
calves like that of a man. She began washing her blouse and cotton braziers
and when she was wrinkling them facing me I saw an abundant growth of black
hair in her armpits. As in our countryside no women shaved their armpits,
they displayed it proudly. She was looking at me hinting that its high time
I had to leave as her next step would be bath. But how could I go when I am
naked and what would she think if she knew I was naked and my dick never
yielding to descend. Finally she lost hope and came to water she immersed
herself for five minutes and emerged like a sea lion with the linen cloth
sticking close to her body and since it was of cream color it was semi
transparent and when I saw the outline of her boobs I was getting mad. Wow, what a pair of breasts they were globes like the melons of Sareena Williams and lo the nipples jutting out I decided I had to jack off if I wanted to make my prick normal.

I began shaking my meat standing in the water while she was soaping her body facing away, she put a leg on the upper step and started to soap her legs and when she started her thighs as if nothing
happened she lifted her linen cloth and soaped her fat buttocks clearly giving me an unabashed view. Did she do it on purpose to tease me, or make
me understand she did not like my presence I wondered. Then she applied soap on her face then her leg slipped and she lost balance when she grabbed
a branch of a shrub to keep balance her linen betrayed her and it fall from her body. Wow, that was the moment, moment of ecstasy, all she hid from my
piercing eyes was open to me for one minute, she too jumped into water and grabbed the linen, I shot my thick stream of semen out. I felt a lot of
tiny fishes coming to me and they began eating my shoot right from the tip of my phallus, the shoot was still jetting out and the fishes tickled my
penis with its teeth. For one instant I lost touch with the whole world and felt like floating in the air.

"Haven't you seen all you want? Why don't you go now, I want to dry", the
milkman's wife angrily said. "But I have no clothes, I was waiting for you
to go away so that I can take my clothes", I stammered. She burst into a
wild laugher and took my lungi and threw it to me. I caught it in water and
dried my head using it and jumped out of water. When I reached home, Gita
was all dressed in her Kanjeevaram sary and was waiting for her husband to
pick her up. As soon as she saw me she barked, "Where were you its two
hours since you went for bath, how many ladies were there, have you seen
all those pussies. Look at your eyes, they are brick red like night owl,
take your lunch, its cold already". I took my lunch silently.

Even after 5 p.m my big brother did not turn up. Unexpectedly the climate
changed and the sky became dark. Rain started to drizzle. "I think my
brother will not be interested to attend your cousin's marriage", I
said. Gita was gloomy and she did not reply me, but she went to her room
and bolted the door. It was around 6 p.m my big brother came, that too in
his cycle. "Where is the jeep, brother?", I asked. He ignored me and asked
for his wife. Gita appeared, her face was grim, but she tried to be
pleasant. "Sorry dear, there was sales tax officer's inspection at the
shop, to the hell with him, all he want is money which I give, I begged him
to spare me for today, but who cares. Don't worry we can start now itself,
Vasu, go to the junction and take whichever jeep or car available. Don't
mind if the rent is high, ask them to come immediately before rain starts,
Go! Go!", he said. "But its already dark how can I go alone", I asked
him. "You idiot, coward, run fast, come with jeep as early as possible, now
leave this place". I had no option other than to leave.

When I reached junction most of the people had left, no jeep, no car, only
the toddy shop was open and crowded. Then power also went out. It was after
one hour a jeep came, I argued with him and when he agreed to come home
half an hour was again gone. The jeep reached the metal led road and
stopped there as he said tyres were not good. So I ran to home and
announced "brother, jeep has come, now go, fast". The doors were closed and
there was sound of sobbing and struggles inside, I knocked again wondering
what was the commotion inside. Then the door opened and my big brother came
out. He was shivering with anger, "Give me that torch, I am going to shop
again in the jeep, keep her locked in her room, don't open the door till I
return back, bitch, playing with me, I will teach you a lesson", I had
never seen him in such an angry mood. "What about her food, what if she
want to shit?", I asked. "No food, no shit, if she shit I will make her eat
it, don't open the lock till I come back, if you do I will kill you
rascal", he charged out and I heard the jeep moving after some instant.

I did not understand what was the problem. Why did they argue each other,
why was Gita sobbing inside, Shall I look inside? Shall I unlock the door?
My parents are also not at home, what to do next, which was the ailing
question. I decided to take a look, I opened the lock and entered the
room. There was a small kerosene lamp burning inside, first I could not
focus my eyes in the dim light, then things began clear. I looked for Gita,
where was she? Then I saw her sobbing at a corner with her head on a chair
and she was sitting on the floor, I moved near her. Her long hair was all
undone and spread and long to her back, but oh! No, she was naked from her
waist down, only the blouse was on her body. She was naked!, but for the
first time it didn't excite me. What happened to her, she was crying
louder, "Someone kill me, I had enough, someone please kill me", she
muttered. "Gita didi, what happened, please tell me, please", I put my
hands on her shoulder. She moved a bit, she was shaved down there, I saw
traces of talcum powder on her neatly shaved pussy and its folds. Wow!, she
might have done it today, she did shaving her pussy while I was away, and
applied talcum powder. The blouse was open in the front and the bra was
also partially undone, one of her mammoth breasts was out and there too
talcum powder applied heavily.

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