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Pleasure of the Tribes Ch. 01

By: imp_ian



Rani was our maid servant. She belonged to a tribe that lived in a slum near our house. Like other tribal people, she could be distinguished from her physical features. She was dark, had a pub nose and had oily skin. In short, she was ugly. The women from Rani's slum usually worked as domestic helps in houses of people like us. We were educated and had a higher social status.

But Rani was not married. She was about 21 years of age and looked younger than her age due to her thin physical structure. She was thin, had small breasts and bums and thick lips. Her skin was dry and even a blind guy would not have called her attractive.

Our family consisted of my grandparents and me. I was merely 18, and women used to excite me a lot. Rani was no exception. Especially because she used to do a lot of skin show unconsciously. Like I mentioned earlier, she was a tribal girl, and girls like her are usually very naïve. And so was she...or at least so I thought. The zip of her dress would almost always be open from the back showing off her bra; her top always raised a bit showing a bit of her floral underwear from over her pants; I found all this very cute; and arousing.

So one day, I decided to make a move. Rani was brooming my room bending over the broom such that her little bums protruded out at the back. As soon as I saw this I went ahead and spanked her, quite hard. Ouch, she exclaimed and turned around. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips, passionately. Her lips tasted salty. I went on kissing till she started reciprocating. I squeezed her bums now as she started kissing back. I closed the door of my room now and threw her on the bed. I looked at her face. She was smiling. I was intrigued.

"At last you did it. I had thought you would never move." I looked at her, surprised. I was the kind of person who likes to do things and have things the way he wants. Now when I sensed that she had wanted me to do things and was subtly luring me to it, I was shaken. I also felt a bit betrayed. Because I had always thought she was naïve. Maybe that's why I couldn't move further and opened the door and showed her out. While walking away, Rani gave me a strange look, a kind that said, "You are really difficult to understand."

A couple of months passed after that. Rani had stopped trying to seduce me now. We rarely talked now. I had assumed the role of the indifferent master. She was just a maid and rarely managed to get a look from me. All would have stayed this way had it not been for that one afternoon. 

It was during the summer holidays of my college and the day had been extremely uneventful. The minutes dragged by as I played the same old game on my PC. I got bored and rose up. I got out of my room and started to climb the stairs for our terrace. Actually there was one spot on our terrace which got shady in the afternoon due to the strategic position of the wall near it. I had laid a mat there and usually sat there during afternoons. So I moved up with the same plan. When I reached the terrace, I was greeted by a strange sight. Lying there on the mat was Rani. She had taken her pants off and had her legs spread wide. Her dark hairy pussy was facing me and she was vigorously ravaging it with two fingers. She was also moaning very lightly. 

Her eyes were open, but I wasn't sure if she saw me, because she went on with her masturbation as if I wasn't even there. It didn't take me long to get turned on. The view of her dark tribal pussy was certainly a treat. It was so unlike the rest of her body. The lips of her pussy were so thick and meaty. And the way her juices were greasing her fingers, got me very very aroused. 

I stood there for a moment unsure as to what I should do. Then I knelt between her legs and stared at her pussy. I could smell her now. She smelt raw and musky. At this moment Rani stopped fingering and spread the lips of her pussy on my face. I bent over and did what was but natural. I pushed my tongue into her wet pussy. She squirmed. I moved my tongue round inside her, wetting her passage as much as I could. Then I moved my tongue out and licked her clitoris, which was hard and erect now. Rani moaned and pushed her pelvis on my face. I nibbled at her clitoris as I pushed her top over her head and took it off her body. She was naked now. Her dark skin was sweaty and glistening now. Rani's little breasts shivered as I went on licking her. 

Now Rani took my hands in hers and pulled me up. I was shirtless and she touched my chest and then caressed my back. Now she moved her hands down and slid my pajama down. I wriggled out of it and came over her. She raised her legs up in the air and my hard on was now just over the entrance of her wet pussy. I entered her just as our lips met. She gasped as my huge erection slid into her. Then when I was completely inside her, her body eased and she wrapped her legs around my hips and started jerking her pelvis rhythmically to the movement of my body.

In a couple of minutes, we were fucking real fast. I banged into her, spreading waves through her body as I came, at last after twenty minutes of pumping hard. I fell over her body exhausted. Rani took my now- limping erection in her hand and rubbed it over her clitoris. I realized she had not come yet. I wanted her to cum; more like I wanted to make her cum. I moved my hands to her pussy and started rubbing over it. She moaned. After some moments of fondling around, I knew exactly what gave her the most amount of pleasure. I kept on doing it till she shrieked with pleasure. 

Now she did the most amazing thing. She pulled my face down to her pussy and squirted her orgasmic juices on my face. I wasn't much, but the aggression with which she had pulled me had turned me on, again. 

I tried to enter her but couldn't as I wasn't fully erect. Rani smiled and pulled me over her. She moved down on me and took my penis in her mouth. She licked me vigorously for some minutes and my hard on was now ready to go. We fucked again. This time it was for a far longer time, and by the time we were done, it was evening and the sun was about to set. Our bodies were soaked with sweat and I licked her pussy one last time before she wore her clothes and went away.

From that day onwards, Rani and I have fucked almost daily. We never use condoms, because she says she takes pills. Apparently she fucks a couple of other guys too, one is her tribal boyfriend and the other is her elder sister's husband. She has told me that I have the biggest penis of them all. 

I don't mind as long as I get my share of the tribal pleasure every afternoon.

Pleasure of the Tribes Ch. 02



In the first part of this story, I narrated how I ended up fucking our ugly maid servant, Rani. I will continue the story where I left it. 

To begin with, let me tell you the nature of my relationship with Rani after it got sexual. She became my confidant in all my stuff. I would discuss all my problems with her during the time we fucked. It was the same way for her. Even she opened up to me, something she never did with her other bed-partners. Maybe the reason for this was the fact that I was the most literate of them all. She often discussed health matters with me, like when her periods got delayed or when her flow was erratic. And she also respected my suggestions because I was a biology student.

She also discussed her family problems with me, like how she was afraid of hampering her elder sister's marital life (She was sleeping with her sister's husband). Our relationship had become so much like a husband and wife that I kept worrying that someday Rani might just walk in and demand to marry me. My fears were baseless though. Rani was a woman of pleasure. Even though she had become very comfortable with me, I was still just her hunky sex toy, (a sex toy with a brain). 

After a certain period of my realizing this fact, I started getting fed up of her. Not because I was bored of the sex, but because the knowledge that I wasn't all that important for her made me feel bad. I was, like most men, a child at heart. 

[I have lived a motherless childhood; my mom abandoned me when I was small. Maybe that's why I needed my women to make me feel wanted. In the beginning, Rani did make me feel special, but that was the past. The more comfortable we got with each other, the more she started taking me for granted. I hated this.]

Then one day, while Rani was over me riding my erection like it were a horse, she told me about the talk she had had with her sister. Apparently, her sister's husband whom Rani fucked was incapable of fathering a child. And he believed that his wife was infertile. Rani told me how her sister, Rupa had sobbed ceaselessly and said she wished someone could get her pregnant.

Suddenly Rani stopped fucking. "What is it?" I asked. 

Rani: You feel excited at the whole thing, right?

Me: At what thing?

Rani: Will you get her pregnant?

Me: What? What are you saying?

Rani got up. I still had my hungry hard on when she got up to go. I looked at her walking away. "Stop, what happens to this?" I asked, pointing towards my 10 inch long erection. Rani came close to me and started wanking me off. Her hands were dry, so she spread her vaginal juices over it and continued giving me a handjob. At last I came. The spray of my cum shot at her face, as she swallowed most of it. Immediately, she rushed off.

The next day, my grandparents went out of town to meet some relatives, and I had the whole house to myself. I was reading a book when there was a knock on the door. I knew it was Rani. So I opened the door excitedly, because today I knew we could fuck on my cozy bed instead of the mat on the rugged terrace, as my family was away. But when I opened the door, I found out that Rani wasn't alone. Along with her was a woman in a sari, slightly taller that Rani, but far better looking because she had a full body and large breasts. 

Rani introduced her companion as Rupa, her elder sister. "She is here to help me around." I had completely forgotten what Rani had said the previous day, so I didn't really feel anything other than disappointment, as with Rupa around we couldn't fuck, Rani and I. Silly me, I didn't know what Rani was up to!!! 

After getting a good look of her buxom figure, I left Rupa with her sister in the kitchen. They were cleaning the dishes, so I went back to my room and started leafing through a book. About an hour passed after which I got bored and loitered into the kitchen. It looked like Rani and Rupa were arguing about something. Women, I thought, and asked them what had happened. 

At this, Rani said, "I was telling her that she should let you help her get a baby as her impotent husband is a good for nothing." I was taken aback. I had obviously not expected this. Rupa, I could see had gone red with embarrassment. Her plump cheeks were flowing with blood, and her thick lips were twitching a bit. She looked real cute now. But the very next moment, my attention was drawn towards one of her breasts. A portion of one of her huge melons was flowing out of the bottom line of her blouse (the blouse had lost a hook, probably because of the strain of supporting such heavy boobs). 

My penis started to stir. This 29 year old plump married woman was becoming hard to resist. Apart from her sexy boobs, she had this killer ass, huge and meaty and thick thighs, the outline of which was clearly visible through her petticoat and sari. My erection was straight and raring to go now, when Rani said to her sister, "You see, this guy here is a hunk." Saying this, Rani pulled my pajama down, exposing my hard on for her sister to see, and continued, "See? He will not just relieve you of your problems by giving you a child, just wonder how it would feel when this rod goes into you." Rani was now holding my penis and shaking it towards Rupa.

Rupa was understandably astonished by this scene and looked at me with mouth wide open and a dazed expression on her face. "C'mon Rupa, I do him regularly, I assure you he is a pleasure." This remark made me feel like an object. I got angry and walked out, but as I was leaving the kitchen, I noticed Rupa's face. The surprise had now been replaced by some other expression, one that I couldn't understand.

I walked back to my room and lay down on my bed. I couldn't hear what they were talking about but the women were surely having a heated conversation, and accordingly Rani stormed out of the house after a few minutes. I saw her going and rose up from my bed to find Rupa near my study table. She held her head and said, "I understand how it feels when the only person you sleep with considers you just a sex object. It has been happening to me since six years now. Things were alright till I was slim like Rani, but when I grew fat my husband got bored of me. I think you know he beds Rani...don't you?"

I nodded and asked, "But I thought you didn't know it?"

Rupa: I always knew it. Never said anything because I thought if he likes slim girls, how could I help it? I am fat. But then, he started bickering about us not having a baby. It is he who can't father a child. First he doesn't fuck me enough, second, he is impotent and upon all that, I am blamed for not getting pregnant.

Rupa spat out in disgust. I could see her pain now. I kept staring at her face for a while, after which I said, "Rupa, I don't understand how anyone could NOT find you sexy. Rani looks like shit compared to you, and who said you are fat? You are just plump and very cute...and hot. If I were your husband, I would have you in bed 24x7."

Rupa blushed. I had said all this earnestly, having been carried away by her pain. A couple of tears flowed down her cheeks. Then Rupa moved towards me, took my face in her hands and brought her lips on mine. I opened my mouth for her, took her lips in and the next moment we were rolling on the bed, our lips locked in a fervent kiss. Rupa went on to kiss me all over my face when our lips parted. I moved my hands down to her bums now, and let it rest there. I pushed her back on the bed, squeezed her bums hard and drooled over her face.

I picked Rupa up now in my arms and took her to my grandparent's bedroom because it was far more spacious than mine. I pulled her sari off her body leaving her in just her blouse and petticoat and then said, "Rupa, you have a beautiful body." She smiled and took her blouse off to show me how her C-cup bra was stretching to accommodate her D-sized melons. She shook her body a bit looking at her breasts, which bounced at her movement. I slid out of my pajama and took out my 10 inch rod.

I sensed Rupa's legs parting unconsciously at the sight of my penis. She still had her petticoat on, so I told her to take it off. She did. She didn't have a panty inside and her hairy crotch was facing me as she wriggled out of her bra, the last piece of cloth on her body. Her naked body was even sexier than it looked with clothes on. Released from the confines of her bra, her boobs her now hanging to their utmost glory. Her belly folded twice and her thighs were sexily jingly. Rupa came close to me and took my erection in her hands and started moving it up and down and said, "You are huge indeed."

I asked her, laughing, "Want to have it?"

The reply came in the form of a sweet wet blowjob. She slurped and spat on my erection as her lips sucked it. When she found me hard enough, Rupa lay down and parted her thighs for me. I positioned my penis at her entrance and slid in easily as she was dripping wet. My rod was glistening with her juices, when I pulled out to bang in deeper into her. When I did, I took her by surprise and she moaned. I took her breasts in my hands and squeezed hard now. She moaned louder now. Around ten minutes into Rupa's slimy vagina and I was shooting cum into her like a hose pipe. The intensity of my ejaculation shook Rupa.

We lay there still for some minutes holding each other. Then I pulled out of her, and collapsed next to her, exhausted. We lay there naked for another half an hour, playing with each other's hands all the while, after which she rose to wear her clothes. I got up behind her and helped her into her undersized bra. She wore all her clothes by the time I got into my pajamas.

While leaving the house for the day, Rupa turned back and looked at me. The she came close, kissed my forehead and said, "I LOVE YOU."

She walked away.

[I spent several nights thinking about Rupa and what she had said before going. It certainly made me feel very important, but did I love her too? Maybe I did, because the next time she visited me, about a week after the first time, I took her to the terrace and said, "Let's make love, Rupa." I stopped meeting Rani after this. After a while, she eloped with her boyfriend. Rupa is eight months pregnant now. We do make love, even now, but in safe doctor-prescribed positions. What more, doc said Rupa is carrying a baby girl. Isn't that wonderful? Wonder what we will name her?] 



Pleasure of the Tribes Ch. 03



In Pleasure of the Tribes Part-2, I described how, Rupa, whose husband was killing her for not having a baby, while he himself slept with Rani, Rupa's younger sister, ended up falling in love with me. I gave her a child. Rani, who was my former sex-partner, had eloped with her boyfriend and was out of the story now. This part of the story starts when it was Rupa's 9th month of pregnancy. She was about to deliver and had too big a belly to come and meet me, or work at our place. So, as a temporary settlement with my granny, Rupa had sent Kunmun Bhabi to substitute as the maid while Rupa was away.

Their immense poverty forced these tribal women to work as domestic help at our places, even women like Kunmun Bhabi. Kunmun Bhabi was a fat, dark oily skinned cow of a woman, whose movements were sluggish and clumsy. When she first joined, I used to get irritated at her clumsiness, but got used to her ways in a while. Still I kept out of Kunmun Bhabi's way for a couple of weeks. 

With Rupa absent, my days were boring now. I would study and study till I got bored, then I would go up to the terrace and masturbate. With each passing day, the lack of sex was making me more and more frustrated. My readers can well imagine how frustrated I had started to become that I was beginning to eye Kunmun Bhabi. I would keep staring at her giant ass when she was around and at her belly which showed through her sari.

One day while I was sitting on the terrace, I heard the gate of our compound open. So I got up to check who had come. It was Kunmun Bhabi. I would have gone back to sit but didn't because Kunmun Bhabi was acting weird. She was looking here and there checking if there was anyone around. What was she up to, I thought. Soon I found out. She walked to the side of our building. On the side of our building there was a five-foot gap between the boundary and the outer wall of our house. Kunmun Bhabi stopped there and sat down there to pee. She raised her sari and petticoat, thus baring her sexy ass. I couldn't see her pussy from where I was standing but the sight of the spray of clear liquid that she was giving out was turning me on.

When she was done, she shoved her pelvis forward to get rid of the last drops of pee, and got up. At this moment she suddenly looked up...and saw me standing on the terrace. I didn't move a muscle even though I was feeling frightened. Then Kunmun Bhabi got embarrassed and walked away, climbed the stairs up to our house. That was that for the day. I didn't see her again as I stayed at the terrace, reading a porn magazine that I had bought. I masturbated after that, thinking of Kunmun Bhabi's ass. 

The next day, my grandparents had gone out to shop when Kunmun Bhabi came to work. Unlike the sari that she wore usually, today she was wearing a maxi. The maxi actually showed how huge her boobs were...somewhere around 46 D. I opened the door for her. Our eyes met for a sec after which she walked past me into the house. "No one home?" she asked me. I said, "Yes, luckily." Kunmun Bhabi didn't say anything and walked into the kitchen to do the dishes. I stood at the door of the kitchen watching Kunmun Bhabi working. Actually I was watching the movement of her boobs as she moved her hands washing the dishes. After a while I walked away, but made sure Kunmun Bhabi got a view of the erection in my pants. After my escapades with Rani and Rupa, I had definitely grown brave, as approaching Kunmun Bhabi was a really crazy move. I couldn't be sure as to how she would react. She was a 44 year old widow and women of that age are usually orthodox and things could go horribly wrong if she opened her mouth before my family, but how could I help doing what I was? I had got used to sex and I desperately needed it. So my approaches began to get more obvious.

I would conspicuously rub my body with her bums when she would be sweeping the floor. I would keep staring at her boobs when she talked to me. I would rub my crotch where she could watch. At last she couldn't take it and said: "Boy, you are growing up." This was the opportunity I had been waiting for. I went up close to her and said, "So you noticed at last. I am 19, quite a grown up. I would be of marriageable age in a couple of years. I have probably done more girls than you have done guys, Kunmun Bhabi." I chuckled. I felt silent because she was not saying anything in response to my words. Now I started to get nervous. What would happen next, I thought.

The next thing I know, Kunmun Bhabi was laughing like crazy. "Boys will always be boys," she said. I waited patiently for a while but she didn't say anything. Then I asked, "How do you mean that?"

Kunmun Bhabi: Well you boys think that you do a great deed by seducing a couple of girl. You forget that we women don't really have to try to seduce guys. They get seduced without even us trying.

I knew this was the response to my "I have probably done more girls than you have done guys, Kunmun Bhabi." I got intrigued.

Me: So you have done a lot of guys, then?

Kunmun Bhabi: At least more than you have done. And better ones too. Rupa is something but Rani, eew. 

Me: You speak as if you have done movie stars!

Kunmun Bhabi: I have done everyone in this city above the age of twenty.

I looked at her in disbelief. This was one incredible claim. But notwithstanding whether it was true or not, she was driving me crazy with her words. My erection was already pushing at my pants while she went on to tell me how notorious she was.

Kunmun Bhabi: I have always wished for a lot. And always got what I wanted. Like sex. Satisfying me is one tough job. And I tried more men than you try clothes. Some were good, some pathetic, while some others were unique.

At this moment, I wondered at the strange things that happen in the world. This fat dark tribal woman had been seducing men to pleasure her all through her life and no one knew about it. Everyone thought she was a simple widow and pitied her. But now that she had let me into her secret, I wanted to know how she did it or rather what she had in her that made people crazy enough to do her, that fat cow that she was.

I have often said that beauty and sex appeal are two different things and I still say it. It was proved when Kunmun Bhabi stripped in front of me. After telling me about her reality she just said that she knew what I needed and took off her clothes. Then I saw it. That raw sex appeal that her body had. Those soft giant boobs. The fat dark belly with its delicious folds. The huge jingly thighs and the bush of hair in between. I knew I had struck on gold.

But the irony of the situation was that now that she was naked in front of me, I was too shy to make a move. Kunmun Bhabi walked towards me, came close and caressed my erection from over my pants. I touched her breasts now. I took her breasts in both my hands and squeezed lightly. They were soft like a feather pillow. And from the touch of those dark breasts I knew they were juicy too. 

I bent down and put my mouth on her breasts. Kunmun Bhabi took her breasts in her hands and squeezed them on my face. First she squeezed lightly but then she was very harsh on her assets. And incredibly, after the first two squeezes, her boobs started leaking white milk. I closed my lips on her leaking nipples and suckled. While at it, I sneaked my hands round her body and cupped her bums, squeezing gently. I realized that unlike her boobs, Kunmun Bhabi's bums were hard and warty. I kept caressing her bums for a while, as my lips nibbled and sucked her nipples. 

Then all very gently I started pushing a finger into the crack of her ass. It took the whole length of my index finger to reach her butt hole. Her hole was slightly wet and I started rubbing my finger on it. All of a sudden, Kunmun Bhabi pushed me away and said, "Want my ass? You have to treat it real well if I give it to you." I nodded.

Kunmun Bhabi turned round and bent down such that her ass was right in front of my face. She held her ass cheeks and parted them to show me her black asshole. It looked wet too, glistening a bit. I didn't know what to do with it so I put my mouth to her ass and licked her asshole. It tasted sour. I licked some more spitting in a lot of saliva on her hole to lubricate it. She bent down a bit more as I pushed my tongue into her butt. Then I got up and released my erection from the tangles of my pants and started pushing it into her asshole.

Kunmun Bhabi moaned a bit. That feels like a giant cock, she commented. As a reply, I pushed in a bit more, this time getting my tip to slide into her tight opening. Now I pushed further and got my whole thing inside her anus. She gasped. You are big, she said. Now I started banging into her ass. She was quiet at first but with my movements, she started moaning, first slightly and then louder. And while I was doing this, I bent down and put my hand round her body and started massaging her boobs. I continued doing it till my hands were wet with her milk.

Now I let my hands slide down to her abdomen and further down. I kept to her hairy crotch. As I moved further down, my fingers came across her thick vagina lips. It felt like a thick loaf of bread. She was slippery wet and so wide that I could easily dig a couple of fingers of both my hands into her. I got very turned on by this and started pumping harder into her ass. And with a sudden groan, I ejaculated inside her. My penis throbbed as I shot my load of cum inside her asshole. Kunmun Bhabi's reaction to this was a light "aah". 

I had decided to give this boasting cow the fuck of her life. So I started on my mission by making her lie down. I had to keep her busy till my cock hardened again. So after Kunmun Bhabi lied down I parted her legs. Indeed her pussy lips were THICK. They looked like two sausages. So I couldn't resist licking them and once I started I couldn't stop. I kept nibbling at her vagina lips and clitoris. She had a large hole and I kept licking till the taste of her cunt had faded and all I could taste was my own saliva. 

Then I got up and put a finger into her cunt. It slipped in. I put another with it, and then another. I realized her vagina was so wide that I could get my whole fist into her. So I did it. I started pushing my fist into her cunt while she had her eyes closed. She moaned. I pushed my whole fist into her and started pumping with it. Now she started moaning. I got excited and pushed in further. Even my wrist disappeared into her cunt. This showed the kind of fuck this cunt had taken. 

As I thought about all this, I kept moving my fist and soon brought Kunmun Bhabi to her first orgasm, then the second and the third. And as I continued I realized that a rock hard erection was ready in my crotch now. I raised her fat legs in the air and rubbed my huge cock on her wet pussy lips. I slowly pushed in. though, my cock slid in easily, she couldn't take the whole length of it in the first go. I was too long for her, I thought. And the thought boosted my confidence. I started pumping into her making sure that I hit her clitoris each time I pumped into her. She moaned each time I hit it, and her mouth opened. Now I started squeezing her breasts along with my movements and soon I was squeezing it very hard. So much so that now a spray of milk burst out of her left breast.

In her excitement, Kunmun Bhabi took her own nipples into her mouth and started suckling at them. This aroused me to an extent that I was about to cum. So I pulled out and stood up, cock in hand and pointed my erection at her face and shoved it. She opened her mouth and took it in. With a sudden jerk, I blasted in her mouth, spraying my whole load inside her. She swallowed thrice before I finished ejaculating. Then without taking my penis out of her mouth, she continued sucking at it. Now as she sucked my cock, she squeezed her breasts and a spray of milk hit my thighs and shin.

Now I pushed her away and turned her around and made her lie on the bed face down. I sat on her back and started masturbating. When I climaxed, I ejaculated on her hair. She laughed. "You kinky bastard," she exclaimed. And then she pushed me off her and came over my chest and before even I could react she started peeing on my face. I closed my eyes but could feel her warm fluid flowing on my face and I could smell it too. When she was done she brought her pussy down on my face and made me lick the last drops of her urine from her cunt. Then she rose up and stroked her breasts a couple of times and said, "I am done. Want to do something else?"

I looked at her and then went close to her. I started suckling her. She sat back and lied down on the bed. I lay by her side feeding on her milk for a long time, after which both of us had a bath together. While bathing, I told her, "You know you can pee in the bathroom here whenever you like, instead of doing it outside." Then as an afterthought, I said, "And yes, whenever you pee, tell me so that I can see you doing it." Kunmun Bhabi laughed.

After that day Kunmun Bhabi and I fucked at various places, like our backyard, on the staircase of our house and also at her hut. It was real sexy there because she was all sweaty and dirty and we fucked and licked each other. This went on for some more weeks after which Rupa was ready to work. Our baby had been born and over a month had passed.

After rejoining work at our place, the first thing Rupa did when she found me alone was give me a blow-job. She was surprised to find that my penis had grown thicker. "Credit goes to the hands," I lied, as I thought of Kunmun Bhabi's giant pussy hole which I could now fill completely.