One sister's confession

This is Abhishek Singh, a 17 years old boy from Delhi. I have written many stories in ISS from past one year. But from few weeks I have been quite for some personal reasons. But know there will be some blast from the past by me. Now I will write only insect stories in ISS and I am sure that u will enjoy too much. This story starts from here. I came across this site just a few weeks ago. Before that, I would have never even been remotely interested in what goes on here. Not that I’m not interested in sex, but I don’t spend all that much time thinking about it. If I had seen this kind of thing before, I would have just assumed everyone here to be lonely perverts who couldn’t get sex on their own, so they have to write about it. I would have never been interested in anything like this.I came here by accident, but curiosity got the better of me, and I started to read some of the stories. Even as I’m writing this, I still can’t believe what I’m doing. I was almost appalled by the topics of stories as I scrolled through them, but given what I’m about to share, I guess I was just more surprised that I wasn’t alone in what I was thinking. I guess this is actually what I was looking for, but it just wasn’t the forum I was expecting. Even as I read through all the stories, I still don’t see what the attraction is. Do people actually get off on this stuff? I mean pictures and stuff I guess I understand, but this? It just seems a little weird to me that people sit in front of their computers, pleasuring themselves to this. I was also amazed at the amount of stories in this particular subject. I would have never imagined, in my wildest dreams that there would be people out there who actually thought about this, let alone partake in it. A few weeks ago, I was in the popular opinion that this kind of thing was left to inbred hillbillies, and no normal person would even think about such a thing.For days I scrolled through endless pay-sites and other perverted crap, trying to seek out advice on the subject, hoping that somewhere, somebody could help me, or us. The more disturbing images of young boys and girls with old men and women that I scrolled through, the more disgusted I got, until I came here. Days of looking at this stuff had me wondering what was on people’s minds. So if this is so disturbing to me, what was I doing looking at all this stuff? I was looking for help, or advice, anything to justify what had happened, but all I got was staged pornography, until I found this. Like I said, it wasn’t really what I was looking for, but at least it was real. I don’t mean the stories are real, but they were written by real people, and not somebody looking to make a quick buck on some poor slob’s perverted fantasies. The only real “saving grace” was the amount of people, men and women, who seemed to think about this kind of thing. At least it made me feel as if I wasn’t a freak. Well, maybe I am, but at least I’m not alone, and somehow that makes me feel a little better. Then I got to thinking that maybe if I share my story, somehow that would help me feel as if what happened could be justified. I don’t think it will, but at this point I’m willing to try anything. I guess if you can’t beat ‘em… Okay, so here it goes…It was a few weeks ago on a Friday night, and I didn’t feel like doing much of anything, but “vegging out” on the couch. I threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, only to find when I got to the couch; my sister obviously had the same idea. My sister and I get along well, now that we’re older anyway. I guess that’s typical of sisters, and we’re really no exception to the natural order of things. At least we weren’t until that night. Anyway, we had no problem hanging out together, and it wasn’t out of the ordinary for us to do so. We are both very social and often run in the same circles of people. That’s not to say we’re always together, but you know what I’m saying. Basically we have, or had a very “normal” sibling relationship. Reading through some of these stories, people insinuate that there was always some sort of sexual tension or attraction between siblings growing up. I can safely say that was absolutely never the case with my sister and me. I mean, she’s a pretty girl, but she’s my sister, and I never would have ever thought of anything like that. The thought of it for either of us would have just been inconceivable, at very least.Anyway, we were both on the couch watching a movie. My head was at one end and hers at the other. We shared a big crochet blanket between us. She was wearing sweatpants, a shirt and socks, and her hair was pulled back in a clip, just incase that’s relevant. In other words, there was nothing remotely sexual about the situation. It was all pretty standard. We hung out for a while, just watching the movie and being normal. Every now and again we would shift our positions, trying to remain comfortable, but basically my feet were behind her back and hers in front of me. After a while our legs were kind of entangled together, but I was really too involved in the movie to even notice. Besides, it was still nothing that I would consider out of the ordinary, so I didn’t really give it any thought. It was about an hour or so later that my attention was suddenly averted from the movie. I think I was somewhere between sleep when I realized that my foot was nuzzled tightly in my sister’s crotch, and hers in mine. This, of course was not intentional, and I don’t think that either of us had even realized it. The only thing that made me even realizes it was the steady pressure on my toes. As my mind began to focus more on what was happening, I noticed the heat growing between her legs, and could have sworn that she was even a little wet. I also noticed that I was feeling the same way. I glanced in her direction, and I could see that her eyes were closed, confirming that she was most likely not aware of what was happening.I could feel her womanhood through her clothes on my bare foot, and without giving it another thought, I tried to pull myself away from her. My toes curled as I tried to pull my foot out from between her closed legs, and pressed harder into her. At the same time. Her foot pressed harder into me. Her hips pushed forward into my foot, making it harder for me to get away from her. I glanced back at her face, and her expression hadn’t changed, leading me to believe she was asleep. The more I wiggled my foot, trying to free it from her grip, the harder she squeezed her legs together and pressed herself into me. I could actually feel her rubbing herself against my toes, and I could fell her pressing her foot into me. I couldn’t believe what was happening, and at the same time, her foot was stimulating me as well. I had to stop this. I tried to sit up so I could get better leverage to pull my foot from her grip, when she started intentionally wiggling her toes into my crotch. Her toe massaged my stiffening clitoris and sent a jolt through my body, causing me to grab onto her foot. I slid back into my original position, and to my dismay, I let out a small groan of approval as her toes continued to stimulate my clit.Her hips were now moving steadily against my toes, and her foot was working on me, bringing me to orgasm. She began to moan, and it became obvious what was happening. I held her foot in my hand, originally intending to move it, but for some reason, I held her steady as her toes continued to massage me. I began to react to her probing toes, and returned the favor to her. She moaned loudly once again, and my head fell back on the arm of the couch. I was completely giving in to my impending orgasm. I felt my sister sit herself up slightly, and her foot job became more intentional on my aching clit. She grabbed on to my bare foot, sliding it higher on herself, moaning her approval as I must have made better contact to her. There was no doubt she was awake now, and I didn’t care. My orgasm was building, and It was too late to stop.Our hips were pumping as we held each other’s foot against ourselves. We were both close to orgasm, and we wiggled our toes against one another, coaxing the inevitable. Suddenly, I could feel her pussy contracting against my foot. She let out this low, deep moan, and her body seemed to stop moving. I felt her muscles pounding against my foot as a rush of warm wetness soaked my toes. Suddenly, my own orgasm gripped my body, and I felt as if I couldn’t speak. I had never experienced anything so powerful, and if I had the ability to reason at that moment, I may have been scared at the complete lack of control over my own body. I could feel this warm gush of fluids emerge from between my legs, and my whole body shook. I could feel myself being jostled around as my sister’s spastic movements shook my body. It was unlike anything I could have ever imagined as my body convulsed with pleasure. I’m still not sure of what it was exactly that I had experienced. This was unlike any orgasm I’ve ever felt. My body was locked up, as though I was being electrocuted, as this immense pleasure coursed through me. It lasted for several minutes, and felt as though it would never end. One after the other, this intense pounding pleasure gripped my body, until it finally vanished, leaving my whole body twitching uncontrollably. Even after it passed, I still felt as if it wasn’t finished, and I felt as though I was on the verge of yet another orgasm.Our eyes never made contact as our bodies tried to recover from what we had experienced. I had almost forgotten that I wasn’t alone until my sister hurried passed me. I didn’t even feel her move away from me. My pussy still burned as though I needed release, and my fingers immediately went down my shorts. My shorts were absolutely soaked through, and it was as if a gallon of cum had escaped my body. Everything below my waist was soaked, and my fingers glided over my still throbbing clit with ease. It was so big and hard, and I never felt myself like that before. It was almost foreign to me, but I was too far gone to care. My fingers pressed against my swollen gland, and I immediately shook with another orgasm, this time returning me back to reality. My moans of pleasure turned to sobs as my eyes filled with tears. I lay on the couch with my hand down my pants, sobbing hysterically as the reality of what just happened ripped through my conscience.I didn’t move for what seemed like hours as I cried hysterically at what just happened. Finally the shame of what I just did hit me, and I tried to get as far away from where it all happened as fast as I could. I somehow made my way to my room and fell on my bed. It was as though every bit of energy was drained from my body, and it took everything I had just to make the ten-foot walk to my room. I was numb, and I couldn’t feel any part of my body, except my swollen sex. It seemed as though everything was five-times bigger. I think I must have passed out as soon as I hit my pillow. The only comforting thought that went through my mind was that whatever guilt or shame I was feeling my sister was sure to be feeling too, and at least I wasn’t alone. I don’t know why that made me feels any better, but somehow it did.The next few days, my sister and I avoided each other like the plague. There was no way I could face her, and I was sure she was feeling the same thing. I had so many things going through my head that I couldn’t focus on just one of them long enough to sort them out. I was disgusted by our actions, and was sure that our relationship had been completely destroyed from that moment on. After all, there was no way we could face each other again. The other thing that was disturbing me was how powerful my feelings were. Every time I thought of her, my stomach fluttered, and it terrified me. What did it mean? Was it nausea or elation? I kept reflecting on the feelings I had experienced, and how I never felt anything so powerful, so wonderful in my whole life. Was it just a freak thing, or was it my sister that caused them? I questioned my sexuality and my feelings for my sister until I felt like I was on the brink of insanity. What scared me the most was that the only person who could understand, the only person who I could talk to about it was the one person I couldn’t bear to face. I actually had to laugh at the irony when that realization crashed onto me.I knew I couldn’t let another day pass without facing up to what had gone on between us. I tried to rationalize the whole thing by diminishing what had happened. It was so stupid when I thought about what had actually happened, and I couldn’t believe that it was causing me so much distress. I wondered if my sister was even thinking any of this. Maybe to her it was no big deal, and I was agonizing over this all alone. I needed to know. Just as I was getting up enough courage to seek her out, there was a knock at my door. I opened it up to find my sister there, looking down at the floor. It was almost disturbing o see her in the state that she was in. I had never once seen her like this, and it frightened me a little. She was my big sister still, but something was different, and I’m sure she sensed it too. Without a word I grabbed her arm and pulled her into my room, closing the door behind her. We just stood there without speaking for several minutes. She was still looking straight at the floor, holding her arms tightly around her body. Her normally beautiful hair hung straggled around her as she stared at her feet. She looked like I felt, and it was obvious that we had been thinking the exact same things.I opened my mouth to speak, still unsure of what I was going to say when her body started to shake and I heard her sniff. It became apparent that she was crying. Just as I moved closer to her, she fell into me, sobbing hysterically. We held on to each other and cried. I hated to admit it, but it was probably the closest we’d ever been at that moment. Even though it was pain and confusion that we were both feeling, it was somehow beautiful. Her body was comforting next to mine, and as we cried together, it was as If we were helping each other. It made me feel as though everything was okay. At least, everything that had happened was okay. Now the only question was where we were going to go from here. I don’t think either one of us could have answered that question, or predicted the answer. We silently agreed to see where we wound up.Her head rested on my shoulder, and mine on hers. I felt her warm tears soaking through my T-shirt, and it sent chills through my body. I suddenly became aware of her body pressed against mine. Our thin T-shirts were the only thing between us, and I could imagine her nakedness against mine, so much so that I could almost feel it. Something about that thought stirred something inside me.She left my room without either one of us speaking a word, but somehow, I felt better, as I’m sure she did as well. We could just forget the whole thing ever happened, and maybe we could get away with that. That night, I was in bed, watching television in my own room. I wasn’t really paying any attention to it, but I was too tired to do anything else. I wasn’t really thinking about anything, enjoying the rest my mind was getting after it had been in overdrive for the past few days. Just as I was dozing off, there was a knock at my door again. I called for whoever it was to come in. It was just my mother, seeing if everything was okay. Obviously mine and my sister’s recent behavior had not gone unnoticed by her, and she was trying to find out what was wrong. I told her that I just wasn’t feeling well. She mumbled something about my sister’s similar condition, and how there must be something going around. Obviously she had already questioned her and she gave my mom the same excuse. I knew that she was just trying to make sure everything was alright between us in her interest to keep harmony in the family. I assured her that we were okay, and she seemed to accept it. She asked if I wanted to join her and my father for dinner and maybe a movie, but I declined. Apparently, so had my sister. She told me to get some rest, and she’d see me later.I heard them leave, and shortly after there was yet another knock at my door. It could only be one person, so I called for her to come in. She walked into my room and sat down at the foot of my bed. She asked about mom’s line of questioning, confirming to me that she had indeed received the same treatment. It really wasn’t important, but it was nice that we were talking, seemingly without any weirdness between us. At least I was drawing that conclusion until my sister changed the subject. She lay herself next to me on the bed and put her hand on mine. I felt myself shake nervously at her touch. Kind of like when someone tells you to remain still and you feel your body moving, just because you’re more aware of it. I held my breath, and avoided looking at her as she spoke. I was more aware of her body next to mine, and her hand touching mine that I wasn’t paying any attention to what she was saying. Suddenly, without warning, she kissed me. Not like a sisterly kiss, but an intimate kiss. Without thinking, as if it were a natural reaction, I kissed her back. It was passionate. Tender and loving, and probably the best kiss I had ever felt. Within minutes she was in my bed, and our hands were grabbing for each other, pulling clothes off as we kissed like two lovers.It was almost as if I was dreaming as we touched and tasted each other. It was the first time that I had ever truly made love. Neither one of us had ever even considered sex with another woman before, but it happened naturally. We seemed to know exactly what to do, and it was the most perfect thing ever. There was no awkwardness, no shame or guilt, just love. It was incredible. We experienced sexual pleasures beyond what we had previously experienced. Whatever was happening between us was beyond anything I could have imagined, and after that night, there is no way we can ever go back to the way things were. So that’s how I wound up here. I need to know where we are headed from here. How can this work? My sister is now my lover, and it’s the most intense thing I have ever experienced. So maybe we are sick and perverted, but were happy. I guess no one really has the answers, so we’ll just have to see where this goes. After writing this, I’ve realized that it doesn’t matter anyway, as long as we are together. I guess I should never judge anyone for what they are thinking, because you never know when you’ll find yourself in the same situation!Sorry readers! The story is not real. Author’s message to all the readers. I Abhishek Singh am a call boy. I used to give services in the areas of I.P.EXT, mayur vihar phase-1 and 2, Shakarpur, Laxmi nagar, west Vinod nagar, mandawali, and all the places near by them. I am not to smart nor too handsome. But the thing which I have is my style and my attitude to fuck the girls and too pleasure out them. I guarantee their satisfaction and secrecy for 100%.

Bhabhi's Incredible Lust

Hi. This is Rahul. This is story of me and my Bhabhi. We were living as family in Mumbai with my Father (Who is a businessman), Mother (Housewife), an elder brother Vijay (28 yrs of age and Engineer), his wife Sujata (My dear Bhabhi, 27 yrs of age and housewife) and myself. We were very happy family. I was like younger brother to my Bhabhi.I had always respected my Bhabhi as my elder sister and we had very healthy and friendly relationship. I used to discuss my girlfriends with her and used to tell her how I proposed one and flirted with other and all that. Finally I fell in love with Puja who was also studying with me. Puja was nice girl with perfect figure, look and good sense of humor but her one draw back was that she is short tempered and used to get angry on many small, small things. Bhabhi helped me a lot in this relationship. She also gave me money to buy gifts or other things for her and also advised in events of strains in our relationship. My Bhabhi is very soft hearted and emotional person and I like this characteristic of her very much. And in look she will certainly compete with any typical Bhabhi of Ekata Kaoor's serial and easily win over them. She is 5'5" tall, fair, slim with perfect curves and figure. She is really beautiful. In this way our life was going smooth even on bumpy road of life. But one car accident took life of my brother and our life changed forever. We completely broke down after this incidence and Bhabhi was one who was affected most by it. She used to cry whole day and in night also one could hear sobbing sound from her room. She took nearly 4 months to come out of those sad feelings and to live as normal life. I tried a lot to make her happy and feel comfortable in that house in which she had entered with her husband to live for whole life but destiny took her companion in middle of their journey living her all alone. But as days passed she recovered and our bond was getting more and more strong. I started to take her to shopping and all that. I used take care of her a lot. I was spending more and more time with my Bhabhi and I was enjoying it. I was so happy in her company. I never felt same when I used to with Puja. And so I was loosing interest in Puja. I always used to compare her with Bhabhi and in each case Bhabhi was in wining side. And finally we broke up. But I was not feeling bad. I don't know why but now I was feeling that I don't need girlfriend. At this point of time I was not ready to accept that I love my Bhahi but ya I know that I CARES a lot for her!Then after nearly two year of that incidence Bhabhi's sister delivered a baby and so she planned to visit her in Nagpur. On that day morning when she had to leave we all were feeling so sad and specially me.Because I was so used to with Bhabhi in house that I was on the verge of crying. She noticed that and came near to me. She caressed my hairs and said that "What happened Vicky. It's just a matter of couple of weeks. I will be back soon. Don't feel bad ok. And take care of Puja. She is little stupid but ignore her mistakes and don't fight with her. And hurry up. I will get late. Are you coming to drop me on the Station or not? Hurry up." I unwillingly took her suitcase in my hand and sat in the car. She took blessings from my parents and came down and sat in the front seat. I knew she was also feeling sad while leaving but was trying to hide it behind that false smile.We were heading to station but our fortune had something other in its mind. On that day it was raining from early in the morning. Many roads were jammed due to water. And rain was not even slowing down. Bhabhi was getting tense but was trying to calm down. After driving for nearly half an hour we got struck in the traffic. We were moving inch by inch and finally at one place we had to stop. Rain was pouring heavily and water started rising on streets. Peoples started leaving their cars and were walking on flooding roads. So it was clear that we will not be able to catch the train. But now it was impossible even to go back. Bhabhi was now really scared. She looked at me and said, "Vicky lets go back home". "Leave the car here only and we will go by taxi." I was also thinking same so when I tried to open the door, I could not open it.It was jammed due to pressure of water from out side. Now we were in real trouble. We tried all possible ways but could not succeed. Water was rising and it reached till window. We even tried to break the glass but we could not. It was too tough to break by hand. We thought that we will not able to go out of car and so will die here only. Bhabhi now really broke down and started crying. So I went near her and while consoling took her in my arms and told her "don't worry we will be all right. Don't afraid." Then she said, "Vicky I am not afraid of my life. I am a widow and have no one to cry behind me. It doesn't matter that I die today or after 50 years, it is one and the same. I am afraid for you. You have future waiting for you. You have to take care of Mummy and Daddy. And you got unnecessarily in trouble due to me. I am so sorry. Please forgive me." Just imagining her death I realized that how much I cares (OR LOVE) for her and I said "Bhabhi don't ever say that. You are not alone. I care a lot for you. I can't even think to live without you. And if any thing bad happened to you, then that day will also be last day of my life. Don't worry, trust me. I will take us out." She was looking in my eyes. She had no word to say. She may have felt my feelings. We hugged each other. Her body melted in me. We remained like that for nearly 15 minutes. I was caressing her back and took hold of her face and wiped her tears. She was looking so beautiful, I felt to kiss her then and there on her lips but I restrained my self. I kissed her on forehead. Till that time water had reached just few inches below the roof of car and was stared to enter inside from don't know where.Then I remembered that there is tool kit in the drawer of dashboard. I took out spanner from that and broke the front glass. Suddenly streams of water entered in car and we both got fully drenched in that. Then first I got out of car and then helped Bhabhi to come out. Then I also took suitcase from car and we started walking in that water which was now above our waist. My hand was on her waist and she was also holding me same way. We were not talking anything. She was so confused after hearing that intense statement from me. She was not able to decide that how actually I feel for her. Did I only cares her as Dever (Brother-in-law) or it is something else? I was also fighting with my own feelings. Then I looked around and the scene around us was so scary. Couples of dead bodies were floating on water. In one car there were four people who were died due to drowning. After seeing them I thanked god for saving us.Then there was another problem. We had to take some shelter because it was no point to walk in that much water. We searched for room in couple of hotels but no luck. Then we found that some people were going in one building. We also entered it. On first floor there was big hall (like used for marriage ceremony). Lot of peoples was sitting there for shelter. We also decided to sit in one corner till the rain stop and water go down. There were bathrooms in one side where we got cleaned ourselves little bit. Then we eat some food which I had brought from near by grocery shop. I was now nearly 8.00PM. Rain was still pouring heavily. We both were so quite and no one was willing to talk. But then I realized that even though we were not talking we were sitting so close to each other that no Dever and Bhabhi used to sit like that. We both were resting on wall and she had rested her head on my shoulder. Her one hand was on my chest. Her eyes were closed. Then I caressed her hairs for some time and kissed her forehead. She didn't move even an inch. I thought she was sleeping. So I called her lightly and to my surprise she moved her head and looked in my eyes and said "What?” I said, "Nothing".She smiled at me and again kept her head on my shoulder. The time was passing, all people around us were panicked and were cursing rain but we were so calm because this rain had shown us the reality we were denying. I was loving my Bhabhi more than anything but still I was afraid to tell it even to myself. Same way Bhabhi realized that she is not alone in this world. In that panicking situation also she was feeling so safe and pampered.Then I looked in the watch and it was 11.30PM. Many people around us were sleeping. Lights were made deem. I told Bhabhi that we should also sleep now. Bhabhi took out one saree from suitcase and we took it on our bodies to protect us from cold.She was lying on her back and I was facing towards her. I kept my one leg on her legs and one hand on her tummy. Then after some time she turned and faced me. Our eyes met. We both were awake. This time she came closer and kissed me on my lips. I replied and our intensity increased. It was feeling so natural that no one felt that it is something like sin. Finally the ice was broken. We had come closer not only by only mind but also physically. After long time we got apart. We looked at each other. Then she looked down. Now she was feeling shy. She buried her face in my chest. I was so aroused that my dick was at its full length. It was poking her near her stomach. But I know that she is not going to mind it. I pressed her more close to me. Her grip was also tightening on me. This time while caressing her back I didn't stop at middle but by proceeding further I reached till her ass and pressed her both chicks. And repeated this act, don't how many times. Then I pressed my one knee further. So she parted her legs little apart and I kept my leg between hers. I was so happy that my lovely Bhabhi was in my arms allowing me to love her and even responding positively. But I had to stop proceeding further because around us there were nearly 100 to 200 people sleeping and if they came to know what we were doing then it would have caused problem. So I calmed my self down and we slept in that position only.In the morning when we woke up I was feeling so fresh and joyful and Bhabhi also had smile on her face. I gave her quick peck on her lips and went to get fresh. After coming back I asked her also to get fresh up and left to arrange for some breakfast. Rain had stopped till now but there were hundreds and thousands of cars on road which people had left, so it was going to take may be a day or two to come situation normal. But now I was not caring for it. My problem was that I needed some privacy with my Bhabhi. Then I would have stayed here till last day of earth. So I went to a near by shopkeeper and asked him that where I could get a room. He told me that he has one room on roof of the near by building where he leaves, but asked for Rs. 2000. I said, "Ok but show me the room."He took me there. After having look at the room I paid for him. The room was nothing but just four walls and nothing else and cheap carpet on the floor. Only good thing it had was that it was with attached bathroom. I went back and told her that "it will take some more time to get normal so I have rented a room so let's go there". She didn't say a word. May be she was knowing my plan or may be she also wanting the same. While going we had breakfast and also took some parcel for lunch. After entering she had one look at the room. I thought that she might not like the room but she said nothing. She removed some clothes from bag and went to take bath. When she came out, she was wearing blouse and petticoat. I was looking at her. First time she was standing in front of me in that much less cloths. Her breasts were looking prominent and round like two large sized apples. Her slim tummy and a navel on it and below it those curves of ass were looking so sexy that she was looking like goddess of love and kama. She was looking down and was wearing saree. Then she slowly looked up and asked me to take bath. I said, “I have no clean clothes to wear." Then she smiled and said that there is one clean saree in bag, take it and tie around your waist. I got aroused just by thinking of tying her saree around me. I took it and went to bathroom. Then I took bath and after drying myself I tied that precious saree around me. My dick was making tent in front side. I came out and looked for Bhabhi. She was standing in door looking out side. I went slowly behind her hugged her from behind. She startled due to my sudden attack but recovered from surprise and rested her head on my chest backward. My dick was pressed in her ass. I said, "Bhabhi...."She said, "huh". "May I ...."She turned back and smiled at me and said, "Stupid. You are so cute". And caressed my face. We came closer and kissed on lips. Then I pressed my tongue on her lips. She parted them. I entered her mouth and our tongues met. Its warm touch felt so good.We smooched for long time. I roamed my hands freely all over her back from her head, then neck, then shoulder, then waist(I stayed there little longer),then her beautiful ass. I slightly squeezed it and then build the pressure till she said, "ouch..., you naughty."Then I closed the door and took her in my both hand and led her to the center of the room.Then I started slowly removing her cloths one by one. First I took hold of her loose end of saree and pulled it. She rolled around herself and it all the way came into my hands.Then I slowly removed buttons of her blouse. Her eyes were closed. I stopped after opening two buttons. She opened her eyes. There was question in her eyes that why you stopped. I said, "Don't close your eyes. I want you to watch me while I remove your cloths. Got me" A slight smile waved on her face and she gave nod. Then I opened her third button, then next and finally last one and the blouse opened. I removed it. Now she was standing in bra and petticoat in front of me. Her marble like white globes were clad in that tight bra. Her boobs were shouting at me to set them free. Then I turned her around and opened the hook of her bra and removed it. Her bare back was looking so beautiful. I caressed it slowly and kissed her on shoulder. She shivered and stepped back to rest on me. But I also moved back a little not allowing her to do so. Then I turned her again. Now she was facing me with bare boobs. I went near and had a closer look at it. I gave a slight jerk to it and squeezed them. I took both nipples in my fingers and played with it. Her breathings were heavy and her chest was moving up and down rapidly. She tried to hug me but I stopped and made her stand still. She had become restless. Then in one swift I pulled the string of her petticoat and it fell down making circle around her feet. Now she was complete naked. I was not able to believe my eyes. She was so beautiful. My caring and loving Bhabhi, whom I had respected so much and about whom I had not even dreamed any sexual act was standing complete nude in front of me and was looking so vulnerable. She was trembling. I had a complete look at her from top to bottom. There was a dark patch of bush on her cunt. She might had stopped taking care of herself after being widow. But I like woman's cunt with dark bush and it was like my desire. Then I went closer and asked her to open saree tied around my waist. She tried to open the knot of that saree but her hands were shaking. Finally she succeeds and that saree fell down. Now I was also standing nude in front of her. She had a quick look at my dick. Then she looked in my eye. She was feeling shy. I asked her "Take it in your hand. It won't bite." A trembling hand came forward and touched my dick. Oh..... It felt so good. A current went thro' me and I grabbed her and pulled towards me. I showered hundreds of kisses on her face, neck and boobs and my hands were playing on her back. I kept both my palms on her ass chicks. They fitted on them perfectly. I pressed both ass chicks towards me and in the process she got lifted up little and so that my dick got trapped in junction of her legs. She was pulled up and was bit uncomfortable but she was trying her best to balance on her tow and taking my support to stay in that position. She also felt pressure on mouth of her cunt and was moaning slightly. We played like that with each other for some time. Then I made her to lie down. Then I parted her legs and adjusted myself in between them and kept my mouth near her cunt. I smelled there and slowly licked places around it. She was wet there and her juices were flowing like flood. She was not touched there by a man for last 2 years. She was moaning heavily. Then I played with her bush for some time. Then I parted her cunt lips and I slightly licked her clit. She shivered and took hold of my head and pressed it downward. And said,"Please... Vicky. Don't tease me. Please lick me deep. Please....” Then I buried my tongue further started fucking her with my tongue. Initially I was slow but slowly and steadily I increase my speed. Finally I was licking very rapidly and furiously. She also started pushing her hips up and was pushing my head down with her hands. My head was locked completely between her legs and hands. Finally she was moving so fast that I came to know that she is near her orgasm. She was literally shouting and with one last push on my face she stopped. All my face got wet due to her juices. She lied there with her legs wide open and eyes closed. She was still breathing heavily. But I didn't stop. I once again started licking her juices from her wet cunt.I pushed her legs and asked her to fold them with her knee near her chest. Now her cunt as well as her cute butt hole was clearly in my view. I slightly licked on her ass hole with that she got tensed and tried to close her ass hole. I told her, "Relax don't worry. Relax..." and caressed her inner thy. With that she eased down and relaxed her ass muscles. Then I started licking her cunt and ass hole in one go. After some time she got aroused again. Then I lied flat on her and adjusted myself so that tip of my dick was just above her cunt. Then in one go I pushed down and got buried completely. She moaned loudly, "aaaaaaahhhhhhh......".As I had thought she was too tight there but as she was well lubricated and it was not her first time it didn't hurt her. Then I started moving up and down with slow speed and each time I gave full thrust and so she moaned with each thrusts. She had rapped her legs on my ass. I went on increasing speed and finally we reached orgasm nearly same time.I lied on her like that only for some more time. She released her grip of legs but her hands were still around me. When I was moving away she holds me tight and said, "Don't take it out. It feels so good." And kissed me. So I just rolled side way without loosing contact and pulled her ass more close to me. Till now my dick had gone limp but it couldn't slide out due pressure from both of us. In that position only we both slept and don't know when my limp cock came out of her love hole. But when I woke up, she was in deep sleep and I was hard again. I mounted on her again and stared our love act once more..... We fucked sixth time before leaving next morning.Girl's loving Rahul