1 comments/ 35695 views/ 1 favorites Fun With Sex By: Ed0613 The most erotic thing that can happen to me is to wake up while someone is sucking on my cock. It starts as a dream, a velvety mouth sliding up-and-down my erect prick while a tongue gently caresses the knob at the end. A soft hand massaging and fondling my balls while a finger carefully outlines and probes at my ass hole. I usually wake up just moments before I climax and spew great wads of my cum everywhere, but mostly in her mouth. My wife laughs at this and says it is great fun to suck on my soft cock while I am sleeping. She enjoys feeling it grow until she can only get about half of it in her mouth. She gets a big kick out of this because I moan and thrash wildly just before I wake up and cum. This usually happens two or three times a month. Because of our increased sexual activity in recent years we have both taken to sleeping in the nude. Even around the house we wear a minimum of clothes. I like to get even with her but she is such a light sleeper I must plot it with a shrewdness of a bank robber planning a heist. I usually start by taking a nap the day before so I can wake up before her early in the morning. I must stealthily creep out of bed and go for my shower and shave. Shaving is an absolute must because her skin is very tender and I cause whisker burn between her thighs if I have any stubble at all. Even the aroma of my after shave will waken her. When I return to the bedroom, very carefully, without touching the bed, I wet my finger and gently caresses the lips of her pussy. If I do it just right, she will open her legs without awakening. Without touching her I put my face as close to her pussy as I can. I must be careful not to let my lips brush her as my tongue caresses her, probes in and out, licks her most delicate parts. She almost always awakes about the same time as I detect her delicate moisture. Very often she will capture my head with her thighs. This is usually the signal that I can now put my lips hard against her pussy and suckle on her clitoris. Once I am able to lick her and slide my tongue in and out of her pussy I am almost always rewarded with sweet taste of her cum. The next phase, and one which I thoroughly enjoy, is when she plays "ride em cowboy." With me flat on my back she lowers her very wet pussy onto my erect, throbbing cock. The ride gets wild but I have never been able to throw her when she was riding this horse. We both work at home. I am an architect and have converted an unused bedroom into a studio while she caters small parties and makes birthday/special occasion/wedding cakes in the large kitchen of our country home. Her favorite game is to catch me on the telephone with a long winded client. She will slip into the studio and start playing with me. It's almost impossible to keep my mind on the conversation while she is kneeling in front of my chair and sucking my dick. When a silken mouth is sliding up and down your cock you just can't think of anything else but the feeling of rapture. There have certainly been a couple of design flaws that were caused when I came during a telephone conversation. Very often a client will pick up on the fact that something is going on. I usually tell them that I have a cold and was coughing or blowing my nose. I play the same game. If I catch her on the telephone planning a party, or best of all, with her sister, I retaliate. I can slip up behind her and start kissing and nibbling on her neck while my hands slide around and start fondling her breasts. It only takes a few seconds for her nipples to become hard little grapes. Without moving I can slide her shorts down and caress her pussy with my hands. She almost always gets wet. If it looks like the conversation is going to be a long one, I then move between her and the kitchen cabinets and sit down on the floor. This puts her pussy right at nose level, very handy for tongue insertion. Once, when she was talking to her sister, I leaned her over the chopping block and fucked her from behind. Her sister heard every grunt, groan, moan and wail. Later, she said she was trying to take a very heavy turkey out of the oven and the loud cry she heard was when she burned herself, but I don't think her sister believed her. I hope this fun with sex lasts forever. It's been going on over 12 years now, every since our 23 year old daughter got married and left home. Fun with Shaving "Do you trust me?" With amusement, she ran her gaze along their entwined limbs -- at that magical point between complete satiation and the next round....and there was ALWAYS a next round for them until the demands of the day and separately busy lives tore them away from their favorite pastime... "Yes. I can say without reservation that I do, indeed, trust you." Suddenly energetic like a little boy, he bounced up, shooting "Good" behind his shoulder as he went across the room to retrieve a bag that he had earlier been quite mysterious about. "Let's go to the bathroom." Eyebrows raised -- wondering what on earth his imaginative mind had come up with now...she felt her nipples tighten in anticipation as she peeled her pliant, satisfied body off of the now rumpled bed. In the capacious bathroom, he turned on the tub faucets, pulling the lever to keep the water in. "We're taking a bath?" He smiled mischievously. "Most definitely -- but you first." Definitely intriguing... "O-kay..." she drawled out. Mystified but willing. He revealed the contents of the bag. A pack of lady razors, some lavender shaving cream and a little pair of scissors. Interesting... "I'm going to shave you." "Exactly where did you have in mind?" "I've been promising you a long, slow, inch-by-inch exploration - - and I've decided that it will be MUCH more interesting if I shave your pussy." Not really sure what to think, she had a bemused expression -- not resistant to the idea, in fact, she felt herself moisten once again at the thought of those strong, talented fingers all over her legs....her inner thighs...the lips of her pussy....oh, yes -- THIS would be an interesting night... Soon, the bath was fairly deep. On his urging, she fully entered the bath, and he discovered rapidly that he did not have adequate access to the requisite areas with her seated in a filled tub. Positioning her like a doll, he placed her first on the side edge of the tub and then on the back edge -- one leg immersed in the water for support -- one splayed to the side with the ball of her foot on the outer edge of the tub. "Perfect!" First he used the scissors...reaching in from the dry bathroom floor to snip close to her skin...her long curly pubic hair floating on the surface of the bath...the position awkward, he still managed with a bit of repositioning to clip most of her hair -- realizing that the bath was unusable with her hair covering most of the surface. Although she said not a word, he shook his head. "Poor planning. I'll do it differently next time." Interesting....next time? The water drained away and she sat - - pussy open and exposed...him in investigator mode, not truly treating her sexually, but more as a home project of hair removal...he combed her remaining hair, snipping errant hairs here and there...scooping the hair out of the tub, wiping thoroughly and bidding her to stand as he used the removable shower head to spray the remaining loose hairs down to the drain where he scooped these too away -- very neat her man. Shorn and exposed, she felt excited as he once again filled the tub -- this time shedding his own clothes to join her in the large bathtub -- her leg splayed again to the side -- one planted firmly in the water. Shaking the shaving cream enthusiastically, he sprayed her entire pussy area with foam -- covering it with the same attention with which he piled whipped cream on a piece of pumpkin pie -- she could practically picture him licking his lips... The first razor made its way in a haphazard path down the center of her pubic hair -- removing much, but going with the grain of the hair so that it left much behind. He carefully rinsed the blade and thumped it against the side of the tub to remove any clots of hair. This time, he used his other hand almost asexually against her pussy lips -- pushing them down so that he could use an upward swipe to remove a path of hair right next to the lips -- all the way up to her smiley-face caesarean scar. This motion pleased him more and he smiled and paused -- giving her a deep carnal kiss that left no doubt as to where this shaving excursion would end. He repeated this motion several times -- running the razor up to remove the most hair, rinsing and tapping carefully. When he switched sides, he also switched her leg patterning -- almost abstract in his attention to the detail of her cunt shaving. After the first pass with the first razor, she was carefully shampooed, rinsed, and the bath water exchanged once again -- thank God for a large water tank! The second razor seemed more sensual -- the feel of the blade against her skin -- the trust of allowing this man a somehow incomparably intimate access to her body...he shaved carefully, leaving no trace of hair on the mound of her pubic area -- she felt the air caress her in new unfamiliar ways...the shiver of unfamiliar sensation and banked passion did not go unnoticed -- but he would not be deterred in his self-appointed mission -- and soon the shampooing and re-drawing occurred once again -- she wondering what on earth was left to shave. Soon -- the third razor and a careful fingerful of foam in one hand - - his other hand spreading her pussy lips carefully to expose the tiny line of hairs that had been missed by his previous attentions...she shuddered and received one small admonition from him Not. To. Move. And she gave the extra effort to stay still as her lover's fingers explored her in new and unfamiliar but not at all unpleasant ways... The razor stroked from just above her clitoris to the top of where her two pussy lips joined...ever so carefully removing hair by hair - - by this time -- her excitement was obvious and he carefully rinsed a finger and stroked her before switching sides to remove the remaining hair from the other side....Finally - - job done - - she sighed, expecting to be well and truly fucked - - finally - - she was frustrated when he once again got the shower head and lathered her entire body...washing her most thoroughly top to bottom...inside and out... Forbidding her to help, he quickly washed himself and they both rinsed -- a platonic embrace all that he would permit. Humming cheerfully, he toweled her off -- not neglecting her newly bare pussy, but giving it far less than the personal attention than it wanted - - needed. Almost impersonally, he leaned, his naked butt cheeks not seeming vulnerable but somehow every-day -- matter-of-fact -- just part of the process...he retrieved a hair dryer and proceeded to very thoroughly dry her hair...only a tiny dip of hot air across the now hairless expanse of her pubic area, drawing a whimper which he rewarded with a tiny smile -- his eyes bright with his own anticipation of the delights to come. He led her to their bed where he laid her down gently but precisely positioned: feet planted a bit more than hip distance apart -- a pillow under her ass -- he surveyed his work critically, running a finger around her pussy lips in a gesture that she almost believed to be simply work-man-like attention to detail, but his growing arousal betrayed as true foreplay. Growling replaced the humming as he leaned into her -- putting his face kissing distance from her hairless pussy -- holding one knee in each hand but not touching -- not tasting...breathing in and out until she rebelled and thrust her hips up and toward his mouth. He laughed deep and husky -- knowingly -- he had taunted her to this -- and he lowered his head and let just the tip of his tongue explore the outer edges of her pussy lips where he had recently had the razor... "AAgghh -- - you are SUCH a tease!! After a build-up like that just TAKE ME!! please?" He laughed again -- full hearted -- lusty. He punctuated his response with kisses on various places on her inner thigh - - tantalizing her clitoris with only a flick of his tongue on the way by...repositioning her legs into an incredible stretch -- legs straddled to the extent of her normal flexibility with the stern order to "Hold it". "Love", he said between kisses, "I have noticed that you've been working a great deal lately - - many evenings in fact. During that time, I have had the advantage of Extra Yoga classes. Special Yoga classes, you might say." "Hah!" She could feel the stretch but Anything would be a worthy price for those lips...that tongue... "Truly -- Cindy held me after class and gave me...special lessons..." She viewed him with amusement -- even given her ungainly pose. This man would always come home to her -- what they had wasn't repeatable -- wasn't clonable or copyable -- it simply WAS. "So...Cindy bent you into a pretzel and made you happy to do it?" "Oh -- at least that." He ceased speaking when he started using his tongue in a hard spear to penetrate her -- not going as deep as she wanted - - needed -- but licking as he withdrew which surely his penis could not quite accomplish... "So......she....had you....umm....hold....oh, God!" He used his tongue to start a pattern of entry and exit -- pushing and withdrawing - - holding her hips now to make a mock love-making pattern...she felt her now hairless pussy lips that seemed so much more sensitive - - ready....oh, God! She came with his next tongue thrust -- he lapped up her liquid like it was the finest wine - - pulling her in to get the last drop and holding her there until her body stopped convulsing with the ecstasy....long moments later she pulled him up and initiated a kiss that was deep and passionate and salty from her juices... Her smooth, hairless legs encased his back once again and urged his stiff cock into her hot wet pussy....he succumbed with enthusiasm -- their smacking noises making a silly, frivolous counterpoint to the soul-deep orgasm that started the instant he truly entered her...for all the play.....the moment of her orgasm had him poised, waiting.....she joined him...hands entwined...eyes engaged......silly trust games and playful fuck games aside...this was the most serious game of all....they leapt together...her newly shaven pussy even closer...never close enough to satisfy their need to be underneath each other's skin...but closer...more intimate....every lovemaking moment a millennium in which they lived and loved.... Until the next adventure... Fun with Sis My sister was on the swim team in Jr. College. She looked so hot in her bathing suit. She is 19, 5'5 125 lbs. with green eyes and dirty blond hair. She had big boobs too. She was a double d cup. I am 18 6'3 150lbs brown hair green eyes. She would always walk around the house before her practice and meets in her bathing suit. Every time I saw her in her bathing suit I would get hard. I would always try to sneak pictures of her when she would lay out in the back yard tanning. She would leave her bathing suits in our bathroom to dry. After every meet or practice I would sneak in and stroke myself and cum in the crotch of her bathing suit. She had no clue I was doing this. One day she took her suit off and put it in the bathroom. I sneak in and came in the crotch. Right after that she went back in and put it on again to go lay out. It was still damp from the pool so she did not notice the crotch being wet. I went to my room and jacked off knowing my cum was rubbing on her pussy. Our dirty close hamper was in the bathroom as well. She would leave her bras in there and I would cum in them as well. By the time she picked them up they were dry. One day she left her bra in the bathroom by accident and I came inside of it. When I left and went to my room I saw her go in the bathroom after me. When I went for dinner, my sister was wearing a tank top and I could see the color of her bra. It was the one I came into. I wondered if she knew. She never once even gave a hint that she knew. The next day when I woke up I went into the bathroom. I had my normal morning wood. When I walked in, I noticed a bra on top of the hamper. I was still half asleep and did not think anything of it. I knew my sister had taken a shower But I know she dose not sleep in a bra. I always saw her hard nipples poking out from her night shirt. So I relived my morning wood into both bra cups. Then put it back. I then left and went back to my room for a bit to wake up before my shower. When I went back into the bathroom to take my shower the bra was gone. I took my shower and went to school. When I came home from school, I had to pee. I went to the bathroom and peed. After I was done, I notice my sister's panties laying on the floor. They were white with smiley faces on them. I have never done anything to her panties before but I said why not I needed to get off. I unloaded all my cum on the crotch of her panties and put them back. I went into my room for a bit. I got thirsty. So I went down stairs to get a drink from the kitchen. When I came out of the kitchen and back though the living room. My sister was sitting in the chair that faced the kitchen. She was wearing a tank top with the bra I came on in the morning and short skirt. When I entered the room, my sister spread her legs open and I could see up her skirt. When I looked, I noticed that it was the same panties I just came in a few minutes ago and you can see the wet spot from me cumming on her panties. She started to rub her crotch and press the cum soaked part of her panties into her cunt. I knew I was busted but she did not say anything and just closed her legs as I went back up stairs. The next morning I went to the bathroom again to see her bra and panties laid out for me. I said what the hell and came in both. Then went back to my room. As I closed my door, my sister was just walking into the bathroom. At breakfast I could tell she was wearing the bra I came in. I dropped my fork on the floor and went to pick it up. I noticed my sister spread her leg when I went under. I could see the panties that I came into and she had a big wet spot on her crotch of her panties. I got hard immediately. I got up from below the table trying not to look to obvious. I felt my sister foot between my legs I guess trying to see if I liked the show under the table. She then shot me a smile once she found my hard on. Just then my parents both left for work. My sister and I were still at the table I did not dare to get up in this condition. My sister moved both of her feet to gather my right foot and pulled it up to her. Then she grabbed it with her hand and guided it to her crotch. I felt how wet she was when she put my foot against her wet panties. She then put my foot down and got up. She came over next to me and gave me a kiss on my cheek. When she bent down to kiss me, I could see down her shirt. I saw her bra and wetness on her tits from my cum that was in her bra. Then she left for school. After I got home from school, my sister was getting ready form swimming. She was walking around the house in her swimsuit again. The one I came in last night before bed. She seamed like she was waiting for me to come home. I went up into my room and put my backpack down. Then my sister walked in. She did not say a word she dropped to her knees in front of me and slid down my shorts I was wearing that day. My cock became hard fast. She then began to suck my cock. It was the best feeling in the world my hot sister sucking my cock. I told her I was going to cum. She stopped sucking and started to stroke me. When she saw my pre cum, she pulled the top part of her bathing suit away from her chest. She directed my cock toward her tits and I came down her shirt. She then let go of her bathing suit. Then she smiles got up and went to practice with my cum all over her tits. The next morning I went to go take a shower. I started the shower and forgot my towel in my room. I went back to my room to get it and went back to the bathroom. I went back in and stripped my clothes. I looked up toward the shower and saw my sister in the shower totally naked. I froze. She then told me to come in with her. I did and she went to her knees and sucked me off I came all over her face. Then she got up. My cock was still very hard. She then pulled me close to her and guided my cock into her pussy. I was in heaven. She had me cum inside her. We cleaned up and stepped out of the shower. She dyed off and put on her panties. Then she started to jack me off. I told her I was going to cum. She the pulled her panties out away from her and directed my cock towards her pussy and I came so hard it soaked her pussy and panties. She reached down and scooped up some cum from her panties and smeared it all over her tits. Then she put on her short skirt, bra and her tank top. Then sneak out of the bathroom. She always leaves out her panties and bra for me to cum in everyday as well as her bathing suit. Once a week we would have a shower together and let me cum all over her. We did not want our parents to find out what we were up to. When she became a cheerleader, it got even better but that is a whole other story. Fun with Sister Hi! My name is Saagar and I'm 20. My sister's name is Sangita and she's 28. She is eight-year-older than me. We are Middle-class family living in small flat in Bombay. Both my father and Mother are working. I call her 'Didi' and since I am much younger than she is she call me 'Sonu'. Initially I wasn't much interested in Sex as I was studying in Boy's school. Also in our building there wasn't any girls which was of similar age of mine. So I never had sex before or even seen a girl naked, except in some of porno magazines. I started to develop my interest in Girls and sex some time after my 14th birthday. The only girl around me was my older sister Sangita. Didi is around same height of mine 5' 8", fare skin with attractive figure. Instead of describing each and every detail about her, I would tell you only one name if you are Hindi Movie Viewers. She looks alike Film actress Zeenat Amaan. Exactly little version with that big breast, deep naval and wide hips. I remembered I had my first masturbation and first orgasm because of Didi. One Sunday morning I went to bathroom for bath just after she had her bath (we have small flat with hall cum dining cum bedroom and kitchen with one bathroom and WC, which everybody uses). I closed the bathroom door and strip naked. I had morning hard-on so I started to play with my cock. Suddenly my eyes drifted at the corner where I saw Didi's nightgown along with other family member's cloth. Just below her gown something black was peaking out. I pulled out that. Off came 'Didi's black Bra'. As I touched that bra my cock twitched in anticipation. I lift her laying gown up and her blue Panties fell off. I picked up her panties. I had my Didi's Bra in one hand and her Panties in other hand. God! It was so exciting just to hold Didi's undergarments like that. Those were same bras, which were cupping didi's big breast. Those were same panties, which covering didi's most intimated part, her pussy. That thought drove me just crazy. I can't explain what I did with those undergarments at that time. I Touched, smelled, sucked her bra/panties. I rubbed it on my cock. I put her bra on my chest, I wore her panties with big tent of my cock stretching fabrics. At last, One cloth hanger was there in the bathroom with couple of cloth pins. I took Didi's night gown and put it on hanger. Then I put her bra on the upper portion and her panties in middle portion, which held there by cloth pins, and then I hang that gown on wall hook. Now it was as if my didi is standing there showing me her bra and panties. I pressed my self on the gown against the wall and started to suck her bra cup. And also started to move my cock on crotch of her panties as if I'm fucking Didi. I was so excited that my cock was expanding at his maximum length. And suddenly I erupt. I had my first orgasm with forcedly splashing on her panty crotch and gown. I don't know how much semen I ejaculated. Jet after jet erupts from my cock. It all had name of Didi. My first orgasm was so powerful that it weakens my legs and I had to sit on bathroom floor. After some time I came to sense. I raised and started the shower and had nice bath, which refreshed me. Before quitting the bathroom I took Didi's gown, bra and panties. Cleaned all my semen from them and put them on other cloths as it was before. After that it was my favourite way to masturbate in the bathroom. Off course! I was able to do that only on Sunday because Sunday was holiday and only that day Didi and me happen to be one after for bath. I would never wake up until I see didi enter in the bathroom so it was obvious that I am the next. Mother and Father used to wake up early and most of the time mother used to be in the kitchen preparing breakfast and father used to be out for Sunday's purchasing. All other time I would jerk off and think about Didi and pretending I am sliding my penis in and out of her wet pussy. At first I just fantasised about what she would look like naked. Then I wondered what it would be like to have sex with her. I even had great dreams about making love with her and I'd wake up with a raging hard-on every morning. Of course I never told anybody about my fantasies and never let Didi know about them. I finished my school and started studying in collages. I had some girlfriends that time and had sex with few of them. Whenever I was with any girl I would compared them with Didi and none of them I found as interesting as my didi. I tried to drift my mind from Didi to others but eventually I would come back to her again. I just let go my mind with my desire and obsession and was thinking about didi and her sexy body 24 hours. Whenever I am at home I used to watch Didi without her notice. I was sneaking on her while she was changing dress or when she was helping mother for housework I got good glimpse of her sexy body so many times. Living with her in such small house rewarded me so many touches and cures of her luscious body. I was dying to touch her big breast and soft buttock. My favourite way to feel her breast is evening time when I would stand in the balcony watching on the main road. Our balcony was such a way that length of balcony was facing narrow gully of our building and width was facing to main road, which was full of traffic and people. That width of balcony was hardly wide enough to stand two people at a time. When I would stand there in the middle folding my hand on balcony railing (purposely putting my fingers on my triceps). Some time Didi would come there and I would move bit to allow her to stand beside me. I move such a way that she has to press herself against me. And her big breast would press against my triceps. Fingers of my other hand, which was resting there, would get clear soft touch of didi's breast. I would move my fingers so deliberately she would hardly notice that I am actually caressing her soft breast. Man! It was so soft... yet firm. I would feel her warm buttock also caressing on my side. So many time I would feel her sexy body like that. I thought Didi would never know what I was thinking about her or what I was doing with her that her own little brother desiring her sexy body. But I was wrong. Eventually she caught me once. Once she was changing dress in the kitchen and curtain between kitchen and hall was slightly open. She was facing away from my direction removing her Kurta from her head and her bra-cupped big breast was open for view. As usual I was keeping eye on her while watching TV. She casually looked in the front mirror on the wall and saw that I was watching her boldly. She realised direction of my eyes, which was on her breast. Suddenly I raised my eyes and our eyes met in the mirror. I felt embarrassed and turned my head towards Tv. My heart started to race. Didi knew I was looking at her breast. What she will do? Will she tell to mother or father? Will she get angry with me? Thousands questions ran through my mind. I never dare to look her again. Rest of the day and next 2/3 days I tried to avoid her. Nothing was happened in that period. I relaxed and started my tip-toying again. She caught me again 2/3 time on various occasions. Now she must have realised what I am up to. But surprisingly she never said single word to anybody or me. That felt strange to me. But as long as she wasn't objecting I had no problem watching her. One day Didi and I was standing in the balcony in our usual position, she against my hand and I was pressing my fingers against her breast. I don't know whether she realised already that or not but I guess she wasn't otherwise she wouldn't have keep herself on me like that. Since earlier she didn't say anything about my acts I thought I would try my luck this time. We were standing in the balcony talking about collage and other things. Since balcony was in the narrow lane it was little bit dark there. While talking with didi slowly I moved my fingers, which was touching her breast from backsides. She must have sensed my movement she immediately stopped talking and stiffened. But she hadn't move. Since she hadn't resisted I dared and put my full palm on her soft breast. I was excited as well scared what will be her reaction? My legs started to shake lightly. But she hadn't resisted. She simply glanced at me and looked again on road. I also never dare to look at her. I kept my eyes on road and slowly started caress her breast. First I slowly moved my hand on her left breast then boldly plant full hand on her full big breast and started to squeeze it. Didi's breast was much bigger as it wasn't fitting in my hand. I had to cup her bottom half-first and then upper half. I realised my fondling had aroused her because I sensed her nipple grew hard in her Kurta and bra. Material of her Kurta and bra was definitely thin as I could clearly sense hardness of her nipple like hard eraser. God! It was heaven! Touching Didi's breast for the first time was ultimate experience in my life. I hadn't known how long I was fondling her breast. Surprisingly she never objected once, She let me fondle her. It was kick! Kick in the head and in my pant. My older sister was letting me, her younger brother to fondle her breast. I wouldn't have stopped fondling her if mother wouldn't have called up from kitchen. She just let go my hand and went inside. I was so intimated in my first fondling of her that I hadn't notice she had gone. That night I couldn't sleep single minute. Whole time I was thinking about didi's soft breast and their warm touches. ********* Next day evening I was standing in the balcony as before expecting Didi. She came and stood beside me but 2/3 inches away. I waited for 2/3 minutes and looked at her. She also looked at me. I smiled nervously but she didn't. She looked away on the road. "Come closer Didi", I said to her. "Why? She asked in plain voice. "I want to feel..." I couldn't say completely. "Feel what?" she asked again. "I want feel your boobs", I boldly told her. "Ma might come here", she said. "We'll know if she is coming", I replied. She didn't say anything just remained quite so I asked her again, "Please Didi! Come closer". And Didi came closer. She stood beside me almost touching me but not like yesterday. She must have felt awkward to press herself on me. I mean before she used to stand innocently pressing her boobs on me. But knowingly how could she press herself on me when she knew what I would do. As she came closer I pulled her more closer by my hand. Now her breast was pressing against my triceps like yesterday. I waited for five minutes and put my hand on her breast. And again I had ride to heaven. I pressed, squeezed her breast more confidently. As I told, material of her Kurta and bra was so thin her nipple grew hard. I started to pinched her nipple through my thumb and forefinger. Every time I would pinch she would twitch. A light sigh would come from her mouth. "Slowly...! That hurts", all she said in low voice. I slow down and started to fondle her breast gently. We were talking about some boring subjects pretending like we're in deep conversation but actually I was feeling her boobs under our arms. Mother called up her from inside and she left. This kept going like that 2/3 days. I was fondling Didi's breast more confidently. Only problem was I could feel only one breast at a time. I mean when she would stand on left side that I could fondle only left breast and vice versa. Actually I wanted to feel her both boobs at same time. But that wasn't possible in that place position. I started to think about that. One evening I was sitting in the hall watching Tv. Mother and Didi was in the kitchen preparing dinner. After some time didi finished her help and came in the hall. I was sitting on bed with my back against wall and stretching my legs. She came and sat on bed. She checked on screen what's going on and found uninteresting. She just took newspaper lying on bed and started to read that. After finishing covering page she opened next page and started to look inside news. She was sitting on bed in Indian style spreading newspaper front of heron my right side. My stretched legs were barely touching her thighs. We could see mother working in the kitchen from there. I was watching didi's back since she sat there. She was wearing white T-shirt. Material of that T-shirt was also thin that I could clearly see strap of her black bra through it. Seeing didi's sexy back I got excited. Suddenly I realised something and smiled happily in my mind. I put my right hand on her back. As I touched her she stiffened. I started to move my hand on her back up and down. "What you're doing Sonu? She asked in low voice. "Nothing! Just feeling your back", I replied. "Are you crazy? Ma would see us from kitchen", she said in low worried tone. "How could she?" I said to her. "What do you mean? She questioned. "I mean! You're holding paper front of you. All she could see is your head only if she turned." I replied smartly. "Smart little bastard!" all she said in low voice. Didi holds newspaper spreading open front of her and kept reading. I started to move my hand on her smooth back. I was tracing even outline of her bra through T-shirt. I kept moving couple of minutes. Then slowly move my hand on her right side under her armpit. I move just little bit there up and down and then leaning forward I reached for her right breast. I placed my full hand on Didi's breast and started to fondle. After fondling some time I placed my left hand also on her left breast and started to fondle both breast together. Didi had not resisted. She remained quite holding paper in front with her hand. I got bolder now. Slowly I came again on her back moving only right hand up and down. While going down I started to pull her T-shirt up. It wasn't coming up as it was tugged under her buttock. I pulled it forcedly but it couldn't. Slowly I called her, "Didi! Please just..." Didi already knew what was in my mind. She just raised her ass little and her T-shirt came out from under. I again move my hand upward and while coming down just insert it under her T-shirt. What a soft skin was hers! I started to move my hand on her bare back under her T-shirt. Automatically T-shirt was raising up all around giving me view of her full back. I gathered T-shirt fully up and observed her backside. Didi's skin was looking smooth and shining. Her black colour bra was emphasising on her fare skin. Her bra must have tight as her skin was bulging around straps. Those bra straps was coming from her shoulder up to middle of horizontal strap and making perfect curve going under her arm. I could see her left breast partly from there. What a sight it was! I slowly traced outline of Didi's bra on her back. She shivered when I touched her so softly (I could see her soft hair stuck out with excitement). After tracing complete out line on her back I went under her arms tracing further. With my both hands and cupped her bra claps breast gently. Definitely it was feeling more exciting as one layer of garment was less. didi's nipple was erect due to fondling and it was more pleasurable pinching them through bra. I kept squeezing and pinching her breast and nipple few more time. That entire time mother was cooking in the kitchen. We could see her from where we were as Her back was on our side. Occasionally she would turn or walked in the kitchen to take something. All she could see from there was didi's head inside newspaper and my feet. Never ever in her wildest dream she would imagine her little son was fondling her daughters breast in front of her. I was amazed by Didi that how she was allowing me to fondle her breast without any resistant. I wasn't going to loose this opportunity. Taking full advantage of this I brought my hand again on didi's back and started to unhook her bra (her bra was back hook type). I couldn't do it easily, as her bra was too tight. Before she realised anything hook of her bra opened and strap felled under her armpit. Didi just straitened and about to say something me when mother entered in hall. I hurriedly pulled her T-shirt down and smoothen it. Mother talked something with her while taking something from bedside. Didi replied her still keeping her head in newspaper. From side she could see didi's back and me sitting behind her. But she hadn't suspected anything. After some time mother went back in the kitchen. Didi just looked her from top of news paper any said to me in low voice, "Come on Sonu! Hook my bra" "What? I'm not sure whether I could" "Why? You know how to unhook it and doesn't know how to hook it?" "I mean! Its too tight Didi!" "That I don't know! You unhook it then you have to hook it" she said in furious tone. "But Didi... why don't you do yourself?" I asked her. "I can't dump head! I have to take my hands back and then we'll give good show to mother haa?" I couldn't understand what to do. I said I'd try and put my hand under her T-shirt. I pulled bra strap from under her armpit both sides. And tried to hook it. But bra was too tight that I couldn't hook it. All the time we were keeping eye on mother in the kitchen. She almost finished her cooking and any moment will turned in the hall. Didi waited for some time and said in husky voice, "here! Hold this paper you dump head! I'll do it". I raised my arms up holding newspaper around Didi's both sides. As I hold it firmly cover her she tugged her hand under T-shirt on backside and started to hook her bra. I was watching her act from back. It was bit difficult for her also but she managed to hook it. As she finished and brought her hand front holding paper mother entered in the hall again. She sat on bed beside us and started to talk with didi. I slipped from there heading to toilet. No need to tell that I was hard and horny touching didi's breast that I masturbated in the toilet thinking about whole incident. ***** Next day when we were standing in the balcony Didi said to me, "Hey Sonu! We were almost caught yesterday haa! I was so embarrassed". "yah! I know. I'm sorry for that Didi. Your bra was so tight that I couldn't manage it" "It was difficult for me also as it was too awkward to take hand back side". "Then how you manage to put it every time Didi?" I asked mischievously. "We do normally...." she started to tell me but realised I'm getting naughty with her. She just smiled faintly and said, "You'll know that some time later on" "Can I ask you something Didi? "Yes! Go ahead" "Why don't you buy front hook bra?" "It's very private question little boy!" she replied. "Hey! You know Didi very well I'm not boy anymore. Just tell me" "Because... because... there isn't any specific reason but yes! There is. Its costly than back hook bra" "Don't worry about money", I said to Didi, "I'll give you money" "Oh! You got so much money haa! Ok! Give me 100 rupees then", Didi said mischievously. "OK! Here it is", saying that I took out my valet and handed her 100 rupees. Didi surprised and taken back saying, "oh no! I was just kidding. I don't need money". "Oh come on Didi! Take it for me. I want you to buy those. Please don't say no". Saying that I thrust that money in her hand. She thought for little while and said, "Ok Brother! I really don't want to disappoint you so I am taking your money but only this time. OK!" "Oh! Thanks Didi!" I said to Didi and started to go inside but turned and said her again, "Didi! Buy black colour haa. I like black colour very much". "You... little shaitaan!! You're so much interested in my undergarments haa!" "And haa! Don't forget to buy matching panti.... She didn't let me finish my word and raised her hand to hit me. Before she reached to me I ran inside the hall. Fun With Sister-in-Law One of the pleasure I have in my life is sunbathing nude in my back yard. It is enclosed by a fence and is completely private. The pool and patio are between the house and the area where I bathe on the outside, as the sun is brighter out of the screened patio area. About two months ago, after I finished and came into the house, my wife told me her sister had come by and when she opened the patio door, saw me lying on the lounge flat on my back and apparently asleep. We use the patio entrance because the parking area adjoins it and it is much more convenient to enter the house...I was asleep because I did not hear or see her and asked my wife if her sister said anything? Only that you have big balls but did not elaborate. I chuckled, thinking since my sister has been a widow for the past six years and probably hasn't seen balls all that time. Her husband Tom died from a heart attack and family rumor had it, while in the sack with her. A week after, I was lying on the lounge facing the patio door when I heard a car come in the driveway. I closed my eyes to only a slit and watched Sue, my sister come through the door. She stopped when she saw me and stood perfectly still, just staring at my exposed privates. After some 30 seconds she went on to the door leading to the house. I could see her looking out through the glass door as she sat in the chair nearest to the door. She would look from time to time at me and then turn and talk to her sister. After half an hour or so, she got up and came out into the patio, no more than 15 feet from where I was lying. I still pretended to be asleep although I could feel my penis starting to tingle from the exposure. She stared for awhile and then left. I got up and went into the house where my wife was laughing and told me Sue spent the time she was visiting speaking about my habit of going nude and letting everything hang out. She remarked about my balls again and even told my wife I had a nice cock. My wife realizes she is probably lonely and had nothing else to say and got excited seeing my genitals for the first time since she met me. Some two weeks later, I heard my wife talking to Sue on the phone and telling her she had a good book for her to read. She said she was going out but would leave it on the table in the patio if Sue wanted to come by and pick it up. When I heard this I decided to have some fun with Sue. I went into the bathroom off the patio, stripped and waited. From time to time I would play with my cock and get it in a semi-hard state. It would still hang straight down, but look a bit more respectable. I heard her drive in and get out of the car and come to the patio door. She looked out in the yard, I guess figuring to see me. When she was in the patio and getting close to the table where the book was. I opened the bathroom door and came out. She looked up and I heard her gasp. Oh, I said sorry, didn't know you were here. She kept staring at my genitals until she suddenly spun around and took off, forgetting the book. I heard her drive off and then went out to the yard to get in my sunning. When my wife returned I decided I'd better tell her before she heard it from her sister. My wife has a great sense of humor and roared when I described Sue's reaction. She must be really horny by this time after seeing your cock and balls again, she said. The next day, Sue came by to pick up the book and her only remark when she saw me was to say "at least this time you have your clothes on". A couple days later I thought to myself that maybe I upset her by my little trick and called her to apologize. When she answered the phone I told her I was sorry I scared her the other day. Oh, she said, I wasn't scared, just startled. "What do you mean," I asked. When I saw you come out of the bathroom and walk toward me I was shook up by those things hanging down halfway to your knees. What things, I asked. You know, your testicles she said. Oh, I laughed, men usually call them balls or sometimes nuts. "Your sack is as big as a grapefruit," she replied and I've never seen anything like it. "How many have you seen," I asked. Well, you know I was married for 20 years to Tom and he was on the small side. His were no bigger than maybe an orange and close to his body. Yours were massive and swung back and forth when you walked. Very impressive. I told her I appreciated her candor and kind words and hung up. The next day my wife told me Sue had called her and told her about our conversation. She said she had always had a thing for men's testicles and after marrying Tom would do most of her foreplay, tickling and rubbing his balls. She told my wife she went to sleep every night holding his sack in her hand and whenever she felt horny would start gently squeezing and rubbing until he got hard and made love to her. My wife said, after all these years it's only been the past few weeks Sue has ever mentioned sex or her feelings to her. I guess seeing you, set her off, she said. I noticed Sue starting calling our house much more frequently and since I usually answer the phone, found myself talking to her more than all the time we've known each other. Her first remark was usually, "How are they hanging?" I'd reply, "like always" She'd laugh and tell me to keep them warm. One time I told her I had an embarrassing problem and after she repeatedly asked what it was, told her that when I sit on a toilet, my balls hang down so far, they dangle in the water which is very uncomfortable, not to mention cold. She said, "I may have a solution. remember about three years ago when I hurt my knee playing tennis? The doctor recommended I get one of those elevated toilet seats, so I could stand up easier. It's about 5 inches higher then the regular toilet seat and was a life saver for me. If you like, you can have it since I'm fine now." The next day she brought the seat over and I tried it out while she waited. Great I yelled. no more wet balls. "I'm glad I could help," she said," Now we have something in common." She grew quite friendly with me after this and would tell me some of the most intimate details of her sex life with Tom. I figured she was just reliving the good old days, so to speak. I usually repeated these stories to my wife and our sex life got better because of the added erotics. Fast forward two weeks to our patio on a weekend day. I had just come from sunbathing and was sitting in the patio, wearing only a towel wraparound, fastened with two snaps. My wife came out and told me Sue was on her way over to have a drink or two and would be here shortly. I went in and got the vodka and grapefruit juice, glasses and ice and brought them out to the table. I could tell my wife had something on her mind and asked what's up. Well she sort of blushed and told me she had been thinking about Sue and her reaction to my equipment. She asked if I would let Sue sort of get another look when she arrived. I didn't believe my wife was so forward as in all the years we'd been married she never once expressed a desire for anything unusual sexwise. I said, why not, it won't bother me, in fact since Sue talked to me I have a better appreciation for what I have down here, holding my balls in my hand. The wife laughed and said after a couple of drinks, I'll pretend to be sleepy and leave you two alone. A few minutes later Sue walked in and I fixed the first round of drinks. We sat and talked about nothing in particular, Sue to my right and my wife on the left.. A second round followed, I usually poor a stiff drink, adding an extra jolt to Sue's. As she finished the drink, I could tell she was relaxing when she said I missed the floor show today. You had your sunbathing before I got here. Well I said you've seen all there is to see, right? I fixed another round and halfway through, my wife said she was sleepy and went into the bedroom. Sue giggled, I guess she can't handle the booze she said. She swallowed the last of her drink and I fixed her another, number 4. I knew she was feeling no pain by this time. When I sat down next to her I turned so my legs were facing her and the towel was open toward her. I moved forward on the chair until I felt my nuts flop over the edge. She glanced down and I knew she could see my balls hanging over the edge of the chair She didn't say anything as I asked her for her arm, she responded by holding it out. I took it and slowly slid it up under my towel until her hand came in contact with my balls. I was watching her face closely and noticed her eyes slightly close and her mouth open in surprise. She didn't move her hand as I released her arm, just keeping it touching my balls. After a short pause she started to feel then and rub my sack. Oh! She exclaimed, it feels bigger than a grapefruit. and so soft and smooth. I use an oil to lubricate the skin when I sunbathe I told her. Only on the balls and penis. She then took her other hand and pushed it under the towel. It takes two hands to do those monsters justice she told me. By this time, the gentle squeezing and tugging was getting to me and I could feel my cock stiffen. She giggled again and asked am I responsible for that? Who else I replied, as I watched my wife peeking out the bedroom window with a big smile on her face. Why don't I make this easier for you...as I removed the towel and got closer to her I said. She really looked startled when she realized she was only 2 feet from my now stiff cock and throbbing balls. They are so smooth and almost like velvet she murmured as she continued to caress and fondle. I shave twice a week to keep the sack hairless I told her and it feels better in my underwear. I wear thong underwear so the sack is supported by the pocket in the thong. Makes a nice bulge too. I notice lots of looks from women when I'm in a mall or on the street. Don't doubt it she replied. She took my cock in her hand and remarked on the drop of pre- cum coming out the slit on the head. I'm only 7 inches I told her but the balls are out of proportion to the cock. I think they are both lovely, cock and balls, as she continued to rub and caress. Tom was only 5 inches at most, but he could use it like a pro...three or four times a night she told me. I only saw one other penis in my life, a high school boyfriend had me play with him instead of going all the way. Did my sister tell you how I would only go to sleep holding Tom's sack in my hand? I said yes. Well if I was your wife I'd have to use two hands to hold them...She kept tugging and squeezing as she spoke. Are you trying to stretch them further I asked as she pulled and pulled. Oh she said, it gives me the shivers when I feel the power you have in your balls. Suddenly she gave a really hard squeeze and groaned...I jumped from the quick pain and told her to lighten up. I'm sorry but I just had an orgasm, couldn't control myself. I said, "you must be really into balls if just playing with a set turns you on like that." Tom's never made me cum by just playing with his, but these monsters are something special. It's the first time that ever happened. Well, I said, "don't be a stranger...you're welcome anytime." "Yeah," she said. "I bet my sister would appreciate that." I know I would, I told her. My wife was still watching, as I told Sue to turn her head and look at the window. She dropped my balls, like hot potatoes when she saw my wife looking out. My wife gave her a thumbs up motion and moved from the window. Sue, I said "this was her idea...she thought you'd appreciate the intimacy. I didn't know she wasn't jealous and could share at least you looking and even playing with my parts." "Wow," Sue said, "I never appreciated big sister as much as I do now." She put her hands back around my balls and moved closer. "You know I could get both of Tom's in my mouth, but doubt if even one of yours would fit." "When did you get this thing for balls?" I asked. I think it had something to do with my youth...my high school friend had a nice set and he loved having me play with them...sometimes for over an hour in the car before he dropped me off at home. Until I met Tom his were the only ones I'd seen or felt...When I would play with Tom's I'd always be thinking of my early boyfriend...They were bigger and softer, not as big as yours or as soft but made Tom look like a child in comparison. Well since Tom died from a heart attack, I guess you kept him hyper. What a bad thing to say she told me...all married people are intimate. Well I told her, your sister isn't into ball play and hardly ever touches them. What she likes is when I'm fucking her, the balls slap up against her butt and she tells me it gives her bigger orgasms. Well Sue said, "to each her own..." My wife came out and walked over to the table, picking up the towel and dropping it in my lap. I think Sue has seen enough for today she said. Sue blushed and tried to say something. Don't bother, my wife said. "I only told him to let you see his privates." I butted in real quick, the rest was my idea, I thought Sue needed some affection. Well my wife said it's ok I guess but no fornicating, Ok? Sue told us she had never anticipated what happened, although she appreciated the experience. She told my wife how lucky she was to have such equipment available to her. I think some of the booze was still talking...so we suggested Sue have a nap before leaving. Sue went in our guestroom for her nap as my wife and I had another drink and talked about the experience I had with her sister. "You know," said my wife, "I was getting horny watching the two of you, Sue playing with your balls and the look on her face was indescribable." I wonder if she's sleeping, let's go look she said. I was still naked except for the towel lying in my lap and when I stood, it fell to the ground. I just ignored it and followed my wife into the house. She quietly opened the door and peeked in. Oh, I think she's passed out from all the booze...only wearing a bra and panties. I looked in and Sue was lying on her back, legs spread and arms outstretched. I noticed her panties were wet around her mons, from the orgasm she had on the patio. Sue is on the short side, a bit stocky, good legs, thighs rock hard from her tennis and shapely calves. Her breasts are medium, with nice nips as I realized her bra was cut to let the nipples pass through. Slim waist and no cellulite showing anywhere. Stand by her head said my wife and as I moved she started shaking Sue. Wake up she said, I have a surprise for you. After a few seconds, Sue opened her eyes and sleepily looked up...The first thing she saw was my semi- hard cock about 12 inches from her face. What's going on, she asked? My wife said I got horny watching you earlier and masturbated myself to a climax...Wow, I thought to myself, I didn't know my wife was into that...Then my wife said, I think it's only fair that Jeff (my name) got some attention. She then grabbed my pecker and started to squeeze and rub it up and down. Grab his balls she told her sister and she promptly obeyed, never having seen her sister act like this before. Take off your bra and panties she said, Jeff wants to see your pussy. Great, I thought almost my thoughts exactly. Sue let go of my balls and quickly slid her briefs down and unhooked her bra, Both tits tumbled out and her nipples stuck out close to an inch, as I watched them harden. She quickly grabbed my balls again as my wife brought my cock to it's full 7 inches. Now she said to Sue kiss his penis... But said Sue, won't you care? Not if I'm the one telling you what to do, said my wife. Sue slipped one hand off my balls and took my penis and guided it to her lips. At first she only tongued the head, slipping the tip of her tongue into the slit and licking off the pre-cum. After a minute or so, my wife said, go ahead and put the whole thing in your mouth like you used to do Tom. Sue pushed her head forward and slowly sucked in my full cock...I felt it hit the back if her throat and she gagged a little bit as I moved it around. My cock is fairly thick and really gave Sue a mouthful. She started sucking like she had a lollipop in her mouth and I could feel my balls responding. I noticed my wife had her hand down the front of her shorts and was fingering herself and breathing hard. I reached down to Sue's pussy and stuck my index finger into her slit. I had to part her very black and hairy pubic hair to do so. I looked at her hair, it was beautiful, hanging down a good two inches from her cunt. She had trimmed it, so it was shaped into a perfect triangle. I felt her clit tremble as I touched it...nicely developed and shaped like a petite penis. She told me later that Tom liked to suck on it for hours, giving her multiple orgasms and actually making it grow over the years. When I was a young girl she told me it wasn't even noticeable...now it stands up for attention. I wanted to bury my face in that hairy cushion, but didn't want to upset my wife. I figured I'd let her run the show. Grab his balls and squeeze she told Sue and Sue promptly obeyed. I could feel my orgasm start deep down as she squeezed and tugged, all the time keeping a good sucking motion going with her mouth. My wife started to moan and twitch as she watched and fingered her twat. Suddenly at almost the same time, we came. I shot a load of cum all over Sue's face as she tried to swallow as much as she could. My wife fell to her knees from her orgasm and just knelt there for a few minutes. Wow, she said when she regained her composure, that felt good. She leaned over Sue and I thought was kissing her but then realized she was licking the rest of my cum off her face. She's never done that in all our years together, so I figured I was in for a few more surprises in our married life. After we cleaned up, we went back to the patio to have another drink. Sue and I still naked, my wife fully dressed. My cock was starting to respond again and as I sat next to Sue, couldn't help staring at her thick bush, My wife noticed my eye level and said well it certainly is impressive. Sue spread her legs as we both looked at her rosy cunt and heavy bush. My wife is not hairy, only a few sparse hairs that I keep shaved to only form a frame around her slit. She is fair complexioned while Sue is dark and tans easily while my wife burns. Sue always joked about being the coalman's daughter because all her sisters were light complexioned. Sue said today has really been a turn-on for me and I can't thank you enough she told her sister. My wife laughed and said it was all because I got horny watching you play with his balls earlier. Then she reached over and cupped them in her hands, his sack really is as big as a grapefruit and his nuts feel like tennis balls inside. That startled me since my wife never acted like this and I always blamed her upbringing where sex was taboo. Anyway, I'm tired and want a nap...next time you come over she told Sue, you and Jeff can sunbathe together...I know you like the sun also. Sue got up and walked back in the house to get dressed, wiggling her ass at us as she did. We both laughed. I'm glad I could get her out of her shell said my wife. I didn't say anything, but thought to myself, boy, you certainly took a big leap out of yours.