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Devine Defloration Ch. 01

By: vantyaak



Author's Note:

This story is a product of imagination not meant to hurt feelings of any individual or a group of individuals. If something befits somebody it is entirely coincidental and unintentional.

Some readers may find the entire story or some parts of it not plausible. With apology I remind them that this is a piece of fiction. Besides the period of the story is early twentieth century.

All characters are more than 18 years in age.

The story being set in Indian background I have used certain Indian words to preserve the original flavor. Here they are:

Lund : erect adult penis

Bhos :vulva, external genitals of a female.

Chut : vagina

Chudai : act of fucking

Choli : miniscule blouse

Ghaghari : pleated petticoat reaching just below knees

Odhani : half sari wrapped around half the body

Hijra: This is an individual who has his genitals cut off in a secret initiation ceremony. By birth he is a male. After the ceremony he assumes a new feminine name, dresses like a woman and generally lives like a woman. These individuals consider themselves devotees of Mother Goddess. They sustain themselves by doing household work and forcing monitory gifts from marriage parties. It is rumored that they act as passive partners in anal sex. Otherwise innocuous these persons are usually butt to lewd remarks from mischievous males when they respond by more graphic lewd gestures and words accompanied by clapping their hands in their special way.

As a hijra is unable to have sex and is physically strong like a man, medieval kings are known to have employed hijras to look after their harems. Some of them have been very influential and powerful.

Ovarana: This is a ritual meant to guard the recipient from evil eye and other bad influences. The lady rotates her flat hands palm downwards few inches above the head of the recipient. After three or four rotations she cracks her knuckles against her own temples. No touch is involved.

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"It was the best of the times, it was the worst of the times ....." wrote the English novelist Charles Dickens as the first sentence of his famous Tale Of Two Cities. He was referring to pre-revolutionary France. Much of the same could be said of India under the British rule.

The Indian Empire as it was called in those days was divided into several 'States' or 'Kingdoms' big and small, each headed by a King or a Nawab. The Kings and the Nawabs were virtually no more than landlords, the British Crown had rendered them lions without teeth or claws. They had no say in matters related to finance, defense and foreign policy. They could not have armed forces, only ceremonial "army" was permitted by the Crown. They had to contribute to the British treasury a fixed amount of money every year. Activities of each of them were closely watched by a British 'Resident' who reported directly to the Viceroy in New Delhi.

For want of doing anything substantial and free income flowing in, most of such Kings and Nawabs were prone to slide into a decadent life of gambling prostitution, small time rivalry and pomp. There were some good rulers amongst the lot who cared for their subjects and looked after their well being by spending some portion of state revenue for healthcare, education, roads and transportation and like for the common man.

The greatest affliction of the common man, however was illiteracy and ignorance. This led to poverty and a hoard of other unwanted elements like superstitions, religious dogmatism bigotry and intolerance, rigid cast system, child marriages, untouchability. Nepotism and sycophancy were rife. There was no shortage of crooks charlatans and con men. The condition of the common man was miserable but he was happy because of firm belief in God Almighty.

This is the story of the Prince of one of the smaller States in India. The State of Anangpur, population 50,000 was located between Gujarat on west and north side and the State of Idar on east and south side.

The king was a kind soul named Kalyaan Sinh. He had two queens and two off springs. The elder son the hero of our story, Prince Rativir Sinh was born of the elder queen. The younger queen had a daughter, Princess Ratna Devi three years junior to her brother. Prince Rativir Sinh being the only son was the Crown Prince slated to fill in the gap when his father dies.

Kalyaan Sinh was a simple man, happy with his family. However there was one fly in the ointment, a big one too. He had to perform a duty which taxed his physical resources. With the advancing age he was finding himself more and more 'inadequate' for the task.

Now in those days the boys and girls were married at a tender age of below ten. But it used to be a social marriage only. The girl remained with her parents till she came to age. Then having attained maturity she would be ceremoniously sent to her husbands home to start a new life.

Barring few instances it would be the husband who would perform the opening ceremony of his wife's chut. Not so with a clan of Hinduism which firmly believed that the King was a direct descendent of Lord Krishna, the rest of the population, both male and female being considered Gopies. The females of the clan therefore considered it their privilege to be deflowered by the King, the representative of Lord Krishna. 

Consequently a bride coming to her husband's home would be taken first to the King for the night of defloration. Next day she would return home devoid of her hymen but loaded with gifts from the King.

The King did not like the practice and had long discussions with the leaders of the clan to stop it. The leaders had unanimously decided to continue the tradition. Baring this the King was a kind and happy man. He had adequate income from State revenue and had excellent administrative officers to run the State.

Being a considerate person the King handled each girl tenderly and carefully. He used to take her into confidence, spend time to excite her before penetration and continue fucking till she had at least one orgasm. In his younger days he could perform "adequately" but the age takes its toll and he found it more and more difficult to attain and maintain erection in spite of medications, potions and ointments prepared especially for him by the Raaj Vaidya (the Royal Physician).

Ultimately he decided to quit. He would hand over the 'pious' duty to his son the Crown Prince Rativir who was at the time 21 years of age. He called in meeting with him and his mother the older Queen. Thinking that the Prince was unaware of the tradition the King hesitatingly explained the situation and ordered him to take over the Devine Duty.

He could have saved his breath, for, the Prince knew very well of the tradition. It was decided that the Prince will make his debut as early as possible.

Everybody was happy but none happier than Reshama .

Reshama was an eunuch. He was 'assigned' to the Prince since birth. Her job was to look after and protect the physical well being of the Prince. When the time came she introduced the Prince to the wonderful world of sex. Being the chief eunuch she wielded lot of clout with the Royal Family. She was strong brave and transparently honest; the Royal Family had full trust in her.

There was a small problem. As a duty the Prince would have to deflower any bride that happened to come to her husband's home on the day of debut. He did not want like that. He wanted to embark on this duty with a girl of his choice. He did not know what to do. 

As usual he fell back on Reshama for help. Reshama clapped her palms a couple of times and said, "Hay Re mere Raja. Promise me something and I shall show you some naked girls to select from."

His mind hesitated but his cock decided the issue. He said, "What kind of promise?"

"You will allow me to remain present when you dip your dong in her Honeywell, What do you say?"

"Agreed, but you will not show yourselves unless called for. You will hide and see."

"Oh my Lord, I will do as you say. May Mother Goddess pack power in your pecker."

A religious festival of some sort was coming within a week when people would go to the temple of Vishnu for puja. The temple was on the bank of the river and everybody young or old took a dip before entering the temple. A wide stretch of river bank was reserved for the use only by the ladies.

For three days Reshama taught the Prince behaving like a hijra. She made him dress like a woman, walk like woman and clap the palms in a way peculiar to hijra. She made him practice few hours everyday. He was given a name too: Rangilee.

On the day of the festival two hijras set forth from the Royal Palace. Walking their peculiar gait they clapped their palms and cut lewd remarks at passer bys. They were accepted as such and they reached the river front without hitch.

On reaching the reserved area of the bank they sat down under a tree as if resting after a long walk. Nobody took notice of them, and if anybody did they were ignored: they were a pair of harmless hijras.

Several ladies were bathing in different stages of undress. After ogling young girls for half an hour the Prince pointed out one to Reshama. Reshama went into the waters to 'wash her face' and came out with the name of the girl.

Then after the things were easy. Her parents ands were summoned to the Palace where they were received by the Royal Couple. They were informed about Prince's selection of their daughter for his debut and the mother of the girl swooned out of joy. They were told to arrange the homecoming of the bride on a certain day, They agreed and went home happy, each one with a gift from the Queen.

On the appointed day the bride was sent from her parents' tos' house. She was received with fanfare and religious rituals. In the afternoon her mother in law brought her to the Palace. She was received ceremonially by the Queen herself. Immediately she was whisked away by a bunch of maids and eunuchs to prepare her for the night. She would be given scented bath when all openings of her body would be thoroughly cleaned especially her chut, mouth and rectum. Her vulva and if necessary legs too would be shaved, her nails pared , hair combed. After anointing her bhos and limbs with fragrant body pastes she would be dressed in a choli, ghaghari and odhani; no bra, no panty. She would then be given her choice of evening meal and ultimately escorted to the Rang Bhavan. She would wait there for the Prince.

Thus Harkha (her name was Harkha) an eighteen and half year married virgin was brought to the Prince for Devine Defloration.

Let us hear from the Prince himself how he performed his duty,

THE PRINCE :

Hi,

I am Prince Rativir Sinh of Anangpur, twenty one years old son of Maharaja Kalyaan Sinh.

You by now know how Harkha was brought to me for defloration.

My father the Maharaja has two wives each having one child. My mother is the senior Queen. My step mother has a daughter Ratna Devi three years junior to me. She is of Harkha's age. I love her, she adores me.

The Prince's childhood is nothing to envy about, it is more likely to be pitied upon. I was raised under strict control and supervision of my mother the queen. There was a long line of tutors who came in to give me lessons at home. I could play only with the selected boys and that too under the watchful eyes of my guards. I had to learn so many things an ordinary boy has never dreamed about like etiquette, manners, protocols, history, combat with and without weapons and like.

Reshama was a hijara who was entrusted with my health in general and well being of my genitals in particular. I have known her since my birth. She did not allow anybody to touch me 'there' even during bath; she would herself wash me. Besides, as I grew up she kept on instructing me about sex appropriate to my age. She saw that I did not come in contact with girls in her absence, the only exception being Princess Ratna.

It was Reshana who under the instructions from my mother orchestrated loss of my virginity making me a man out of the boy I was. That happened exactly a week after my eighteenth birthday. The girl was a 'clean healthy' experienced maid of 18, who dealt gently with me and my cock. She allowed me to fuck her thrice during the night.

Reshama then after recruited six choicest girls for my harem. She looked after them in all aspects dismissing those who were unhealthy, unhygienic or unwilling for any reason. None of them, except the last entrant Juhi, had been a virgin.

So with an experience of taking cherry of one girl I was slated to deflower another virgin.

At about nine Reshama came to fetch me to the Rang Bhavan. Harkha would be waiting there.

I do not know which of my illustrious ancestors created the Rang Bhavan but who ever did, did it with a flare. It was more of a hall than a room. There was a huge bed in the center fit to accommodate four adults. There were tables and chairs and sofas and recliners. A double door led to an enormous bathroom fitted with most modern equipment. Another door led to a vast balcony overlooking the gardens, The walls were decorated with paintings of beautiful couples engaged in various stages of sexual activity bordering to pornography.

But the most interesting feature was the mirrors. There were mirrors everywhere, including ceiling. No matter where you were you would find your reflex ion in one mirror or other. The purpose was obvious.

There was soft light from carefully hidden lamps and the air was fragrant from burning incense.

I stepped in and Reshama came in with me. In firm voice I told her, "Now, be careful. Do not show yourself unless I call for you."

Reshama bowed and said, "As my Lord wishes." She closed the door and disappeared. I turned around to face Harkha.

What I saw broke my heart. On the bed was sitting a young girl bedecked in traditional choli ghaghari and odhani with hands and feet decorated with menhdi designs. She was trembling like a leaf. Her big black eyes were wide open staring at me with undisguised fear. As I approached her she lied down flat on her back and spread her legs.

It looked funny but it was a gesture of abject surrender, resigning to fate, tragic in extreme. I felt a pang of remorse in my heart. Was this the girl I was supposed to convert into a woman? How was I to even kiss her, let apart fuck her? Of course I could force myself on her, just penetrate, break the hymen and come out. But that would be no less than a rape, she would never forget the experience. Worse, she may develop vaginismus a tragic malady where the vagina does not tolerate entry of anything without severe pain. Even a finger cannot go in. What could I do?

I decided up on a rough plan. I would take her in my confidence by talking only. If she opens up I would start with foreplay and arouse her to a level when she would tolerate penetration. I would go in, break the hymen and come out. End of the story.

But then I might be also aroused and need to relieve my pressure. I clapped my hands twice and Reshama appeared from thin air. Bowing low she said, "My Lord?"

I whispered in her ear, "Tell Juhi to remain available; I may need her help later on."

Reshama disappeared again like magic and I turned to Harkha. Standing by her side I put forward my hands intently gazing in her eyes. After a moments hesitation she put her hands in mine, her delicate, cold and clammy, trembling hands. I pulled her up in to sitting position and gently asked, "Are you scared of me?"

In a voice barely audible, she said, "No, Sir."

"You are scared of what is going to happen?"

She got busy adjusting her clothes but replied, "Yes, Sir."

I decided not to take any serious steps until her fears were allayed. I said, "Let us sit comfortably in sofa and talk."

I offered my hand. She put her small delicate hand in mine and I led her to the sofa. I asked about some sweets and drinks; she declined. I said, " I have something for you."

I could see the curiosity momentarily replacing fear in her eyes. I brought out couple of boxes for her and asked her to open them.

The first contained a heavy gold necklace intricate in design and studded with precious stones. Her jaw dropped in wonder and she kept on looking alternatively at me and the necklace. A bright but shy smile lit her face. 

I said, "Do you like it?"

She was about to burst out yes like a small girl when the fear once again gripped her heart. Her face fell and she said, "It is beautiful, whose is it?"

I smiled and said, "It is a gift to you from me. Now open the other box."

The other box had a pair of bangles matching in design with the necklace.

Again she forgot her fears and looked at me asking the silent question. I nodded and said, "From my mother, the Queen."

She could not wait to put the bangles on. When that was done I said, "Let me put the necklace on you."

We went to a mirror on the wall, I stood behind her. I hooked the ornament at the nape of her neck. Her neck was delicate with tendrils of fine hair. My fingers touched her skin and she broke out goose bumps. My resolve of curtailing the fucking time started crumbling.

I said, " They look nice on you."

We came back to sofa. She sat away from me and removed the ornaments putting them back into the boxes. Her trembling was minimal. Her apprehension was much less now. I said, "You can go home now if you do not want......you know what. I will not feel bad bout it. The gifts are for you to keep. What do you want to do?"

Anxiously she hastened to say, "No, no no, Sir. I do not want to go home."

"Alright, then" I said, "Tell me about you...."

That is how I dragged her into conversation. I asked her about her likes, dislikes, hobbies ; I asked about her family, hers, her husband. I carefully avoided the subject of sex.

In the beginning her responses were in monosyllables but as the innocent talks continued her anxiety lessened and she gradually opened up. Within half an hour she was unwound enough to laugh freely at some silly situation.

Time was now ripe to introduce sex in our talks. Hence I asked, "Why did you lie down on your back when I came in the room?"

"My mom told me to do so. And a couple of my married friends too. "

"What did they say?"

She blushed heavily and lowered her gaze before saying, "To lie down and allow you to do whatever you want."

"Did they say what I may want?"

Still with her gaze averted she nodded yes.

" Tell me what they said."

In a voice barely audible she murmured, "They said that you will fu ...fu....I cannot speak."

"You cannot speak but you know what it is? You know what we are supposed to do?"

Again she blushed and averted her eyes. She put her finger between her teeth and smiled bashfully. My lund twitched in my pajamas.

When she did not answer I said, "Will you please, go and get me half a glass of milk?"

She got up from the sofa and walked down to the table near the far wall where snacks and drinks were kept. While her back was turned to me I left the sofa and went to sit on the edge of the bed. I removed my night shirt and loosened the pajamas by untying the knot of the string. I did not bring out my lund which was by then fully erect.

She came back with milk and stood little away from me. She blushed heavily seeing me half naked. All the girls I had fucked till then had told me that I had impressive sexy chest, muscular deep and with springy hair all over it and over my shoulders too. She lowered her gaze and offered me the glass. Her hand was unsteady, shaking gently due to excitement mixed with anxiety. There was shy smile on her lips.

With one hand I grabbed her wrist as if to steady it and with the other took away the glass. I put down the glass on the side table but did not release her wrist. I expected her to pull back but to my delight she did not. I waited for some time and gave her ample opportunity to withdraw. When she did not I looked into her eyes. She immediately lowered her gaze and chewed her lip. Gently I pulled her down in my lap. She came in slowly but willingly


Devine Defloration Ch. 01



I sat her on my left thigh. She draped an arm around my neck and closed her eyes burying her face in my chest. My left arm went around her waist to the lower back, the other went to her flat stomach. She covered my hand with hers but did not try to remove it. Our faces were so near that I could smell her fragrant breath from her half open mouth. I moved my head an inch and my lips touched hers.

I gave her a mere peck on her soft and sweet lips but she shivered and cuddled closely on my chest. My arm around her waist pulled her close to me. She was smooth and delicate but her breasts felt firm against my chest. My lund, already erect was trapped between my lower tummy and her hip. It started its periodic twitching.

I spoke practically in her hair, "You are not scared now, are you?"

She shook her head. I continued, "You trust me and will cooperate with me. Will you not?"

She nodded yes.

"In that case, kiss me."

She made the sound "Tch" and shrugged her shoulders, both meaning no. Her promise of cooperation did not last for a minute. Anyway, I did not insist. Instead, I lifted her face up and kissed her mouth.

This time it was a kiss that mattered. I pressed upon her closed lips and took both of them between mine. I sucked on her lips and ran my tongue over them. I could feel her breathing getting strained and fast. Her grip on me also tightened. Just for fun I lifted my mouth and broke the kiss. Expectedly she responded promptly by pulling down my head to resume the kiss.

I slanted my mouth and using the tip of my tongue, not unlike the tip of the cock, pried open her lips and entered her mouth. She squirmed a little but soon realized how sweet the kiss was and stopped struggling. She passively enjoyed my tongue foraging her mouth. I was in no hurry; leisurely I ran my tongue over her teeth, gums and inner surface of the cheeks. There was a short battle with her tongue at the end of which my tongue was immobilized between her tongue below and her palate above.

While our mouths were busy kissing my free hand was roaming over her stomach caressing through the thin odhani. I tried to push my fingers under the odhani but could not do so. I therefore intensified the kiss by gently biting her lower lip and deftly pulled out the pallu of her odhani from the waist band of her ghaghari, sliding it down at the same time from her shoulder. That exposed her chest, partly covered by the choli.

She had draped her arms around my neck twisting her upper body towards me. Her eyes were closed and breathing labored. Apparently she was so deeply engrossed in the kiss that she was not aware of her surroundings. Every few minutes she would break the kiss, utter a prolonged sigh, lick her swollen lips and hurriedly sought out my mouth to resume the kiss. The more she kissed the more she was aroused, the more she was relaxed. All the tension disappeared from her body and she became soft and limp.

Either she was unaware of what my hands were doing or she liked what they were doing she now allowed them to roam anywhere on her body. My hand on her tummy, after caressing the flat plains of her stomach slid around her waist on to her lower back where it came across a small area of bare skin between choli above and ghaghari below. From there it was a short distance to the twin globes of her hips and her pussy. However her rounded buttocks were covered yet with clinging odhani and ghaghari. The ghaghari was tied at the waist tightly with a string effectively preventing entry of my fingers underneath. Hence I had to content myself with caressing through the clothes.

While the kiss continued my hand returned to her tummy. Once again I ran my fingers over the smooth flat expanse of her tummy and stealthily inched up towards her chest. Reaching the lower border of her choli I tried to insinuate my fingers under it but failed because the choli was too tight.

Frustrated on all the fronts I boldly moved up and cupped her breast. She gasped in my mouth and covered my hand with hers. There was no protest beyond that. She allowed me to hold and feel her breast.

Even though I was holding a cloth covered breast it felt as if I was holding a naked one because her choli was so form fitting and made of thin silk. She was eighteen plus in age but her breast was a small rounded growing tit of a teenager schoolgirl. I could feel it getting firm under my caress. The tiny nipple hardened and jutted out like a pencil eraser. It was so small though that I could not pick it up with my fingers; I tweaked it with a finger tip. I could feel waves of fine tremors coursing down her body and goose bumps erupting all over Harkha's otherwise smooth skin. My lund jerked every few seconds and spewed large quantities of love juice. She broke the kiss and came up for air.

Weighing her breast in my palm I asked, "Do you like what I do to you?"

She nodded yes.

I squeezed the breast once again and said, "Is this your natural breast or padded bra?"

"Natural."

"Let me see," I said and started unbuttoning her choli. She again held my wrist. 

When I was done with her choli and her breasts were exposed I said, "Okay, I hold your breast and you hold something of mine in turn. How about that? Give me your hand and scoot down a little."

My pajamas were open. I could easily direct her hand to my cock for her to hold it. At first she hesitated but I persisted and she relented. 

She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and felt the whole length of the lund, from the tip to the root. She encircled the shaft with her forefinger and the thumb to gauge its thickness. Even with the lund in her hand she started trembling. The lund fell off her hand. Her arms lost the grip on me. All the tell tale signs of fear reappeared. We were again on square A.

I relaxed my hold on her, put my lund back into my pajamas and asked, "You are scared, are you not?"

She could at least reply, "No, my Lord, I am not. I am worried. You are so long and thick, I will be torn apart."

I reassured that nothing of the kind would occur, that chut is elastic and capable of delivering a baby which is much bigger than the biggest lund. I told her that I would be very careful and will enter her chut slowly.

She was highly anxious. She said, "My hole is so small. I cannot imagine how such a thick like yours could enter such a small hole without injuring." 

"What would you do if your husband's cock is as thick as mine or thicker than mine?"

"I cannot even think about it. I don't know if he would be as gentle as you have been." 

Then an idea flashed in my mind. May be if she watches my lund fucking a young vagina, she may be convinced that she could do the same.

I said, " I can show you by fucking another girl like you that the chut can accommodate a thick lund. Would you like to see?"

" Who is she?"

"She is one of my concubines, you will like her."

I clapped my hands twice and Reshama presented herself and bowed deep, "My Lord?"

"Will you please, escort Juhi here?"

Saying. "With great pleasure, my Lord." Reshama went away and returned with Juhi a nineteen years old girl almost like Harkha. She was all shy smiles and eagerness. She bowed low and said, "My Lord."

I explained," Juhi, my dear, this here is Harkha. You know she is in for getting rid of her virginity. But there is a bit of a problem. She is afraid of my lund lest it may tear up her vagina. What I want to do is to fuck you in her presence so that she can see that small chut can take in a lund like mine without any difficulty. What do you say?"

Juhi said, "My Lord, your idea is excellent and I am obliged that you have chosen me for the purpose. If you permit me I would like to say something."

"Go ahead, " I said and started undressing her by unwrapping her odhani at her waist.

"My Lord, Harkha's fear is not miss placed. God has given you a cock of frightening dimensions. I was also scared when you fucked me for the first time. And Harkha, do not worry, his lund is frightening in looks only. It is equally tasty both, in the mouth and in the chut. You will see."

I told Harkha, " Sit aside but near by. You can join us at any stage, if you like."

Juhi was physically not much different. She was 5'1" weighing 120 lbs. She was sexy and attractive in her own way. Reshama had brought her into my 'services' before about six months. Since then she had been my favorite; so much so that we had been fucking like a married couple.

Juhi was my favorite not without a reason the foremost being her bhos, her vulva, twat, cunt, boor, bhug, significant area, perfumed garden, whatever you call it. I have till today not seen a bhos better looking than Juhi's. From the high padded mons thick and rounded bigger labia ran down enclosing a long slit of five inches. The actual crack, seen only on spreading the labia, was not more than three inches long. Her clitoris, full one inch long occupied the front end of the slit with its bald cherry like head peeping into the crack. All this was hidden by bigger labia softly touching each other in mid line.

Secondly she knew how to use her bhos and chut and pleasure a lund in and out of her chut. She was a virgin novice when she came to me. She had no knowledge of sex beyond basics. However she was a sharp girl ever ready and eager to learn. Over a period of six months she trained her internal muscles, learned to give blow job, hand job and massage. Her chut had widened a bit after regular dilation by my lund but she could at her will allow me to fuck her for more than half an hour or could milk the lund to an orgasm within two minutes.

I had an instant liking for her which gradually turned into love. The more she learnt the more she endeared to me. Besides fucking she was a good companion and an excellent confident. Unfortunately I could not marry her due to our social levels being different. She was however very happy wherever she was as long as I was with her.

How and why she came to be my concubine is a story in itself. We will ask her to tell us.

On that night with Harkha Juhi came in to help me without a trace of jealousy. She was ever happy to fuck with me; at the same time she did not monopolize me. I could fuck anybody and she would not mind.

I was sitting at the edge of the bed with my feet on the floor and thighs spread. Juhi walked between my thighs, put her hands on my shoulders and lowered her head for a kiss. Even as our lips met I pulled open the knot of her ghaghari and it fell down around her feet. While the kiss continued I removed her choli and freed her breasts.

Juhi's breasts were on a larger side. They were resiliently firm spheres with a trace of maturity sag turning the nipples pointing up and forwards. The nipples and areolas were of light coffee color, very sensitive and very excitable. I had never seen them in non erect state.

As I put forth my hand to lift a breast she felt for my lund inside my loosened pajamas. The cock had wilted into a small innocent looking structure. Juhi caressed it and tried to stroke it. The cock did not respond because stroking was not possible on soft shaft. But then Juhi knew the ropes.

She sat down on her knees on the floor between my thighs. She looked up into my eyes. It was a silent question and I nodded my head. She picked up the cock, peeled the foreskin from the soft head and took it in her mouth. Harkha standing by saw this and gasped in surprise.

As it was a limp cock she could take the whole of it in, her lips touching my mons. Stroking was not possible for the same reason and hence all she could do was to lick it with the tongue and suck on it like a tit. She started doing both simultaneously. 

When her tongue slid over the head I felt ticklish sensation on the cock head. Sucking action intensified the sensations rapidly and the cock jerked a little. Juhi persisted in her efforts and was rewarded with a lund gradually getting erect. As the lund became thicker and longer it filled up her mouth to capacity and then after the shaft started coming out. Juhi then could hold the shaft in her fist and stroke it. Ultimately only the swollen bulbous head occupied her mouth, the rarest of the lund came out.

Now Juhi started bobbing her head taking in and out couple of inches of the shaft, sort of fucking the mouth. As she carried on more and more of the lund could go in and come out. She pushed the lund deep down her throat till she gagged. Then her mouth would open letting out a quantity of saliva mixed with love juice. Without taking the lund out she would close her lips on it and resume sucking. At times she would slide the entire length out of her mouth slurping her lips on the smooth slope of the head.

Within short period of time Juhi could bring the cock to a degree of stiffness fit to poke a hole in Berlin Wall. My excitement had escalated rapidly, I was fast approaching orgasm but did not want to climax yet. I had to pull out my cock.

Full eight inches of my thick lund sprang out pointing forwards and upwards. The whole of it was drenched in her saliva mixed with my love juice. Couple of strands of mucus were still hanging between the lund and her lips.

Harkha meanwhile was watching with wonder and fascination. Her face was deeply flushed and she was wetting and chewing her lips. She of her own had unbuttoned her choli. One of her hands was inside the choli toying with her nipple while the other was shamelessly massaging the vulva. When I pulled the lund out Harkha sat down and leaned in.

Juhi was not the one to mince the words. While stroking the lund furiously with her fist she asked Harkha, " Want to taste it? It will make your bhos a lake of love juices."

With the eyes downcast due to shyness and mouth watering in anticipation Harkha put out her hand and held the lund. Juhi showed her the technique of stroking. Eagerly Harkha bent the lund towards her mouth and kissed the wet tip. She came out with thick strand of love juice sticking to her lips.

She looked up to me for approval. I smiled and with my hand on her head drew it towards the lund. She had to open her mouth wide to let the head in.

For a novice she did a good job of sucking the lund. She did not know much of the tongue work but this deficiency was made good by the delicate velvety feel of her nubile mouth and lips. I was careful not to push the lund far enough to make her gag.

Juhi had moved out from between my legs. She sat behind Harkha. She removed her choli and untied the ghaghari. Shamelessly she grabbed one breast and started fondling it. Her other hand went to her vulva.

Harkha however could not enjoy the lund in the mouth for any length of time because all three of us were highly excited. Time was ripe for fucking Juhi.

Juhi was more than ready with her bhos drenched in her love juice. As I drew her near me she asked in a voice weak with excitement, "My Lord, will you please take me from behind?"

That was her favorite position of fucking. So when I said yes she eagerly bent down on all the four with her ample bottom high in the air. I was equally eager to enter her chut; my lund was almost bursting. I positioned myself at the rear end between her thighs. I caressed the smooth globes of her heavy bottom and parted them.

The first thing that came into view was her butt hole. It was brown in color and tightly closed looking like the mouth of a purse tied with a draw string. The whole area was devoid of hair. Little more parting and the mouth of the chut was revealed with ends of the bigger labia flanking on two sides. The whole area was wet with the love juice spilled out from her vulva.

A little adjustment here and there and the chut was brought at the level of the lund. However her buttocks being heavy the chut was seated deep between them. It was difficult to keep the butt crack open for any length of time using one hand. I called Harkha to help. She came up to stand by me and looked at me with bashful eyes. I asked her to hold apart Juhi's ass cheeks.

With a hand on each butt Harkha pulled them apart. She was surprised to learn that the ass hole and cunt hole can be approached from behind. I held the heavy lund in my hand and nudged the mouth of the chut with the blunt head. Harkha looked on with mixed feeling of trepidation and fascination expecting Juhi to scream out of pain any moment.

I started entering Juhi's chut. Both the chut and the lund were wet and slippery and hence going was smooth. Harkha could see the labia parting readily to accommodate the thick lund. When about half the lund was in Harkha released the butts she was holding. The butts came to gather and gripped the lund but there was no obstruction and I could push in three quarters before the thick cushions of her butts prevented further penetration.

Harkha must be holding her breath because she let out a deep sigh and visibly relaxed.

I waited for few seconds and looked at Harkha. She was feeling shy again but could not prevent her fingers going to her clitoris. I said, "Did you see? I am going to fuck her now. Juhi, are you ready my dear? Do you feel any pain?"

"My Lord, I am ready and no, there is no pain, only pleasure."

Once she was settled I started fucking Juhi's chut with slow deep thrusts; at times bringing out only a couple of inches of the lund, at times almost its full length. The whole lund was dripping wet and felt thicker than ever. Harkha, standing by looked on.

At that time I noticed fine tremors in Harkha's hands. Her face was flushed and she was wetting her lips.

I asked, "Are you alright dear Harkha?"

" Yes, yes my Lord....I am alright....." she hurried to say and averted her face. I knew the symptoms.

"You are getting excited aren't you? seeing the cock entering the pussy? I bet you have never seen anything like this before. Have you?"

She lowered her eyes and did not answer, I drew her near me with an arm around he waist and kissed her mouth. I said, " It is okay, you should not feel shy of your responses because they are normal. Don't worry. Let's see."

My hand around her waist went down to her vulva. As expected it was over flowing with its own love juice. I gently pushed two fingers in her vagina. Immediately she gripped them. She was ripe for fucking.

I told Juhi, "My dear, I think our Harkha is now ready to step into womanhood. The moment for doing my duty has arrived. I will presently deflower her and then fuck you. You will have to wait till then."

Juhi replied, "Do your duty, my Lord and be kind to give her couple of orgasms."

I said, "My dear, I cannot indulge in personal pleasures and continue fucking her after defloration."

Juhi, "Pardon my impertinence, my Lord but think how you would feel if 

some beautiful girl allows you to fuck her but leaves you half way."

That settled the issue. I told you Juhi has always been a good adviser. Not that I did not want to fuck Harkha because I did. Only moral issue was coming in my way. That was taken care of by logical mind of my dear Juhi.

I came off her and turned to Harkha my erection pointing up and forward wet with love juices. Harkha was not to be daunted this time by its angry look. She sort of took the bull by the horns. She boldly caught it in her fist as my arms went around her shoulder and waist. She whispered in my ear, "Make haste please, I cannot bear the delay"

She was right, she had waited enough. Yet I asked while walking to the bed, "What do you want?"

She surprised me by her wanton reply, "I want this (a squeeze on the lund). Right now,"

"What do you call it?"

"Lund, cock...."

"Where do you want it?"

"In my chut. No more talking. Get to work."

Harkha probably was the only one to order me around. I swatted her butt before throwing her on the bed.

I threw myself on her and glued mouth to mouth. She was still holding my lund. Hurriedly I sat up between her thighs spreading them to expose her bhos.




Devine Defloration Ch. 01



Harkha's body was petit and she appeared under age teenager but not her bhos. All the doubts about her age were expelled by the looks of her bhos. It was a cunt of a mature woman fit to receive a lund. The high mons had thick growth of black springy hair kept short by trimming. The hair growth extended down along the outer sides of the thick major lips. The slit between the lips was four inches long bordered by violet hued delicate smaller lips. At the back end of the vulva the smaller lips joined behind the mouth of her chut. At the front end was sitting her clitoris which at the time was engorged erect about an inch long. The smaller lips ended on two sides of the clitoris. The whole vulva was swollen and wet and was exuding intoxicating sweet aroma.

I ran my fingers lightly over whole of her vulva. Instinctively her hips flexed and thighs spread farther apart. She offered no resistance when I put my hands on her knees and widened her thighs to the fullest. Her pelvis rocked back and forth as if inviting the lund for fucking. I had a strong desire to lick and taste that sweet dish, but my own arousal prevented me from doing so. I had to content myself with kissing her clitoris.

Even that was also too much for her. She writhed like a fish out of water. My lund trapped between our bellies got rough massage and became more stiff if that was possible.

I lifted my pelvis sufficiently so that my lund could be moved. Taking it in my hand I told her to open up her bhos. Putting two hands on two bigger lips she drew them apart opening her nubile vulva for my attack. 

I ran the head of my cock through the length of her crack and brought it to the mouth of her chut. A gentle pressure engaged the head in the mouth of her vagina. I left the lund and told her to let go the lips. Immediately the lips closed on the head of my cock. She started trembling.

Bending down I kissed her mouth and said, "You are a brave girl. You have done excellent so far. Now is the crucial moment. I will be very gentle but some pain is unavoidable. Do not be afraid, Ready?"

She nodded yes and held on me by my arms. I gave a quick short but forceful thrust and broke her seal of her virginity. She let out a sharp scream, "AAAiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii,,,,,,,,,,,"

Tears welled out in her eyes and perspiration broke out on her body. The trembling however stopped. With half of my lund in her chut I waited for her to recover from pain. Meanwhile I showered kisses on her face, mouth, neck and breasts. I lovingly said, "There, there. The act is done. Few minutes more and the pain will disappear. Just wait."

We remained motionless for some time and her pain started getting less; eventually it disappeared. Her chut contracted softly and I knew that she was ready to resume fucking. I was about to push in the rest of my lund when in all innocence she asked, "Can I see below?" 

"Why not?" I said and lifted my upper body away from her. She looked at my cock half buried in her chut and half out. She immediately cried out, "Oh my God, it is not fully in. Are you going to push the rest of it in?"

"Only if you say so."

"It will hurt again?"

"No, it will not, you may feel local soreness for few hours, but no pain."

" I am scared. It is so....so big."

"It is big but it will not hurt. You look on and I will push the lund in. Tell me if you feel slightest pain."

I pulled out for an inch and then pushed in slowly and steadily. It was a tight fit, her chut being young and fresh but there was copious amount of love juice which made it some what easy. Gingerly I pushed on and stopped only when I was buried to the hilt and could not go any further. There was no pain. To drive the point home I once again pulled out till only the head remained in her chut and reentered to the fullest. No pain.

She was watching with fascination. She marveled at her chut accepting painlessly the thick and long cock of mine. She looked at me and presented me with a million dollar smile, a smile which can be seen only on the lips of a girl who has just entered womanhood and her chut is yet full of her lover's cock, all pleasure and no pain. 

Having attained the goal, the girl in her came to surface. The shyness held in abeyance so far by lust hit her with double force. She blushed heavily, closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands. Then followed her frantic attempts to cover her breasts, her vulva and her smiling mouth, all at once.

I did not want to add to her embarrassment and hence wordlessly lowered myself on her body and buried my face in her neck. She clung to me with her arms around my neck.

The woman in her shamelessly contracted the chut to squeeze the lund. That was a green light for me. I started thrusting into her delicious chut.

With my lund fully ensconced in the chut my mons was pressed upon hers trapping the clitoris in between. I rubbed mons to mons by rotating my pelvis, The clitoris got massaged triggering a series of fluttering in her chut.

My lund started twitching and I felt as if about to discharge my load.

Quickly I pulled out entirely to air the lund. I re-entered when it stopped jerking. The velvety walls of her chut caressed the lund and her internal muscles massaged it. railroading me fast towards orgasm.

It was my intention to make her cum before me. So I raised myself on my arms before starting slow excursions of my lund in and out of her pussy. Bending my head I picked up one of her nipples and sucked on it. At the same time I put a finger by the side of the clitoris. I carefully avoided the supersensitive little head. With each down stroke of the lund my finger titillated the clitoris.

The sucking of the nipples, stroking of the vaginal walls by the cock and stimulation on and off of the clitoris was too much to bear for Harkha. I must have given her not more than ten strokes when she tripped over.

Apparently orgasm was not new to her. At first she started writhing under me her movements becoming more and more frantic. She jerked her pelvis in every conceivable way. Whimpering sounds came out of her throat and then suddenly she was there.

Her body stiffened like a board and became immobile for few seconds and then started convulsing. Jerky movements almost threw me off. Equally suddenly the movements stopped and she relaxed completely. Her face, breasts and torso flushed deep red. She perspired profusely. Lower down her chut simply milked my lund while the clitoris went into frenzy of throbbing. Large amount of love juice flowed out from the bhos wetting the lund, scrotum, both lower tummies and upper thighs.

I had stopped thrusting during and after her orgasm. Once the after shocks subsided and she recovered I wiped her perspiration, kissed her several times and said, " Are you alright?"

She spent some seconds in orienting herself, looking around with her big innocent eyes. When she looked at me she realized her surroundings. Immediately she hid her face and then tried to cover her bhos. With my lund still rooted in her chut she could not do much. I held her wrists and asked, "Do you want me to get off?"

"No, please. What happened to me?"

"You had an orgasm."

"So strong? Did I faint?"

"Possibly for few seconds."

My patience was wearing off and I was finding it more and more difficult to keep the lund erect inside the vagina without moving. The lund twitched a couple of times and I had to move absolutely. As I was pulling out she looked down at it. When it was fully out she exclaimed, "Wow, so long and so thick? I can't believe it went inside my body."

I entered her again and started fucking her at slow speed. I could not last long. Within less than ten strokes I climaxed strongly. Hooking my elbows behind her knees I lifted them up to her ears. That changed the angle of her chut allowing easy access and deepest penetration besides stimulation of the clitoris.

Suddenly my speed accelerated. The strokes became rough, forceful and irregular, each shaking her body like a rag doll. My brain was then sitting in the head of my cock. It felt like the muscles of her chut were milking the cock and the cock was oozing out juice of ecstasy from whole of its length

My hips were mercilessly pounding her bhos when the first jet of semen was let loose from my lund. It was accompanied by a huge wave of blissful ecstasy engulfing my whole world. By the time the first wave receded the second jet came out, then the third and the fourth and the fifth ......I don't know how many, in rapid succession. It was so sweet that I dared not move. I had gathered Harkha in a bear hug with the lund deeply buried in her silky chut. 

I was lying on Harkha's body during my orgasm. When the last after shock subsided I lifted myself on my knees and elbows keeping my pelvis firmly presses against hers and lund totally engulfed in her chut.

Even after discharging a large load of semen my pecker had maintained its erect state. I gave tentative shallow strokes and rubbed mons to mons. Harkha immediately realized that the lund had not wilted and was still inside her chut. She said, "My Lord are you not finished yet? What do I feel below?"

"Why don't you feel with your fingers and have a look also?"

I lifted myself to make way for her. With her fingers she traced her bhos. When she reached her chut she could feel the thick hard root of the lund had widened the chut so much that the shape of the crack was changed from I to O. Then she lifted her head for look see. All she could see was one mons pressed with the other.

I said, "Look on, I am going to pull out the lund."

That was what I did and did it ever so slowly. The thick cylinder of my cock slid out smoothly pulling out small labia with it. The thicker head popped out like a bottle cork.

Harkha had shed her shyness in favor of pleasure. As the lund slipped out of the chut she grabbed it, squeezed it and dragged it again to the chut. She left it alone only when the head was engaged in the mouth of the chut.

Equally deliberately I pushed the lund in. The sailing was smooth because of plenty of love juice, yet the entry was such a tight fit that you could see the small labia being pushed in, in spite of her holding the vulva wide open with her hands. 

When the whole lund was taken in she let go her vulva, looked into my eyes and smiled. She looked so cute and innocent! I showered thousand kisses on her. 

I resumed fucking Harkha at slow speed . Her chut and clitoris had become so sensitive that any movement of the lund, in or out produced an ecstatic thrill which caused her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth and vulva salivate and her pelvis undulate. Her second orgasm was not far.

She climaxed within ten strokes. I did not have to increase the speed or the depth or the force of my thrusts. I was pistoning at a steady cadence and suddenly she tripped over/

Once again I stopped thrusting, kept the lund deep down into her chut and held her delicate body in embrace while she was being ravaged by tempest of an orgasm.

This time she took some time to recover. When she did she was completely drained of energy. Instead of lying on her body I collected her in my arms flipped over and brought her over me, lund still imprisoned in the chut. I kissed her and caressed her. Like a baby she drifted into sleep.

I quietly withdrew the lund. Juhi helped me to put her to bed.

The bed was big enough but we decided to use sofa. We cuddled, kissed, caressed, kneaded, stroked, poked, swatted licked and bit. Ultimately when my lund entered Juhi's delectable chut it was like home coming. Both of us went into a sort of trance in unison. There was a constant flow of pleasure emanating from the lund and clitoris and nipples.

We were not in a hurry, it was a quiet love making. I gave leisurely strokes, she responded by sleepy jerking of the pelvis; at times the lund also felt sleepy and started getting soft but the loving massage by the muscles of her chut awakened it. Every few minutes Juhi shuddered out of ecstasy and I held her pressed on my chest her spherical breasts flattening into pancakes.

Eventually Juhi shuddered for the last time before succumbing to slumber.

I allowed my lund to release its load. and drifted into sweet sleep.



Devine Defloration Ch. 02



Author's note:

This story is a product of imagination. Resemblance of any character herein with any person dead or alive is entirely coincidental and unintentional.

I have used certain words from Gujarati to add flavor to the story. They are:

Lund: Erect penis            
Bhos: vulva, pussy. 
Chut: Vagina              
Choli: Skimpy tight fitting blouse, usually without back. 
Ghaghari: Skirt reaching up to below knee  Odhani: Half sari, going half way around the body.

None of the characters of the story is less than eighteen years of age.

Story so far: 

The King of Anangpur being considered direct descendant of Lord Vishnu by a branch of Hinduism had a duty to deflower every bride coming in to the clan. When he could not 'perform' adequately due to advancing age the duty was relegated to the young Prince Rativir. He makes his debut with a teenage bride Harkha but had to call in for help of his concubine Juhi. The Prince and Juhi did not know that Harkha was a friend of his step sister Princess Ratna Kumari. The story, narrated by the Prince opens with the morning after.

              THE STORY

THE PRINCE:

Next morning when my eyes opened I had raging erection. Reshama had told me that the usual practice of the King was to fuck the bride once again in the morning if she was willing. Also the King would take the breakfast with the bride in the Rang Bhavan. After the King would leave the Rang Bhavan the maids would come in to take charge of the girl. 

I was therefore surprised when I did not find either Harkha or Juhi with me. I was about to call in Reshama when I saw the breakfast tray on a table nearby. There was a sealed envelop on the tray.

Keeping the breakfast aside I opened the envelop first out of curiosity. There was a short message written in neat hand writing:

Bhaiya, come to my rooms when you wake up—G.

It was from my sweet younger sister Ratna Devi. Again curiosity had a grip on me and leaving the breakfast alone I went to her quarters. The maid opened the door and I entered. Imagine my surprise on seeing Harkha and Juhi there. All the three of them got up in respect to me, Juhi and Harkha bowed low.

They sat after I was seated. A servant brought in my breakfast. I invited the girls to join me but they politely declined as they already had it. Juhi served me the tea. 

All the three were in their night dresses. Their faces were flushed. Harkha was feeling shy while Ratna was fidgety. Juhi was silent. None of them could look at me eye to eye. I said, " Explain."

Juhi will tell us what happened during the early next morning while I was asleep.

JUHI :

After our fucking we went to sleep but my eyes opened when I heard someone walking in the corridor outside. I put on a gown and went out. I found Ratna Kumari. I bowed down and said, "Kumari Ji?"

She took me away along the corridor and said, "Is the Prince done with the bride?"

"Ji. It looks like that."

"Her name is Harkha, right?"

I was surprised that Ratna knew her name. Before I could ask she added, "I have known her for many years; she is a friend of mine. But keep the secret, I do not want everybody to know our relationship."

"Ji, Kumari Ji."

"Can you bring her to my quarters now? I would very much like to talk to her. It is six in the morning. He usually gets up at eight. I will send him a message to come to my quarters when he wakes up."

I went in and found Harkha sleeping naked in the arms of the Prince. Waking her without disturbing the Prince was somewhat tricky but not impossible. I lead her to Princess' rooms. With squeals of joy they hugged each other and kissed on cheeks. Harkha looked at me and at Ratna with an obvious question in her eyes. 

Ratna said, "Do not mind her. She is favorite of Bhaiya and can keep a secret."

At this point their faces turned and their lips met into a fierce kiss. At first their mouths flattened out with lips closed. Then one of them opened her mouth. Both the tongues then came out and started a duel which lasted for several minutes. There was plenty of sucking and slobbering and some biting along with out flow of saliva. The kiss came to an end only when they felt breathless.

Ratna asked, "Tell me, how was Bhaiya? Did he fuck you good? Was it very painful? Tell me all details."

They sat on the bed holding each other. Harkha told her that the Prince was good in bed and gave her an orgasm, yes it was painful but not that bad. As they continued talking their hands got busy touching, pressing and caressing each others' body. One by one their clothes came off and they were almost naked panting with arousal when I thought that I should warn them. 

Accordingly I said, "Kumari Ji, Harkha to night is for my Lord only. Don't you think he will be upset if he learned about your tryst with her?"

That brought them down to the earth. They separated and put on their clothes. Ratna thanked me profusely and asked Harkha about her experience in the bed.

Harkha, "I knew that the cock enters the chut during fucking and that the hymen breaks during first penetration but I was not prepared for the size of his lund. Ratna your brother has a lund which would frighten even a seasoned whore. Right, Juhi?"

I said. "That is true. I was also scared when I saw him for the first time. But the Prince is very kind and gentle. When he saw last night that Harkha could not be calmed down by words alone he called me in and showed by fucking me that however small the adult chut can take lund of any size."

Ratna, "What did he do?"

Harkha, "He and Juhi here stared making love in my presence like kissing caressing, he fondling her tits and pussy, she massaging his lund."

Ratna, "Then?"

Harkha, "Then Juhi took him in her mouth. I had heard of girls sucking cocks but never seen anything like that before. While Juhi was sucking the cock I was wondering if it was enjoyable."

Ratna, "Exactly my question. Do you like it? Does it not feel dirty, Juhi?"

I, "Na Ji, Kumari Ji. It is as pleasant as taking it in the chut, especially if you love the owner of the lund. What do you say , Harkha?"

Harkha, "Juhi is right, Ratna."

Ratna, "Did he suck on your cunt?"

Harkha, "He did but briefly because between me and Juhi his lund looked as if it would burst any moment."

Ratna, "So what did he do?"

Harkha, "He made me lift my legs and asked me to pull apart the labia. He ran the cock head in my crack and rubbed it on the clitoris. I was so much aroused that I became unaware of the world around me till the time he broke my hymen."

Ratna, "How does it feel? I mean, how does the cock feel like inside the chut?"

Harkha, "It's a wonderful feeling. You feel stretched, you feel full down below and you feel pressed down by his body. Add to these the tingling created by the kiss on the lips and the fingers on the nipples. My cunt has started watering merely by talking about it."

I added, "And when he moves the lund in and out of the chut the whole cunt becomes a power house of pleasure. A time comes when your whole body becomes sensitive to his touch. No matter where he touches you your clitoris jumps."

Ratna, "All this happened to both of you?"

Harkha, "Yes, He fucked me into two orgasms."

I, "After Harkha went to sleep the Prince languidly fucked me till we both slipped into sleep."

Ratna was by that time highly excited. She was blatantly fingering her clitoris. Obviously she was craving for a lund. I felt for her and in my mind decided to take the issue with the Prince and see if he is ready to fuck Ratna. For the immediate relief I offered my services, saying, "Kumari Ji, My lord would not like you to fuck with Harkha but he would not mind me being used by you."

Ratna said, "Are you sure you don't mind?"

I said, "It will be my pleasure to give pleasure to a wonderful person like you."

Ratna, "Juhi, Juhi. Ever sweet Juhi. No wonder that Bhaiya is enamored in you. Come here."

She was sitting on her bed. As soon as I approached her I was caught up in a tornado. She practically attacked me. Putting her hand in the neck of my gown she ripped it off with one downward jerk. The gown was badly torn and there was no use keeping it on. So I finished the job by pulling it off completely. She observed my naked body from head to toes and said, "Juhi, I envy you for possessing such a nice pair of boobs. Pardon me if I handle them roughly in throes of passion. Come on."

She put me flat on the bed and undressed quickly. I could see her sweet little cunt swollen and wet. I put forth my hand and touched it. I could have touched the release button for a tornado.

She bodily threw herself on me, sealed my mouth with hers, grabbed my boobs and pinched the nipple, widened my thighs with her knees and brought her bhos to bear up on mine – all at once. It felt as if she had four arms and four legs. She could not get enough of me, grabbing, pawing, pinching, licking and biting – all accompanied by convulsive mashing of vulva with vulva. Later on she told me that she had had two orgasms in a row immediately.

Her 'attack' on me did nothing else but rapidly roused me. I had a long standing wish of getting mauled while fucking. The Prince considered me delicate and fragile and always dealt with me softly. That day Kumari Ji fulfilled my desire. Her kissing of my lips and tweaking of my nipples, rubbing and massaging my cunt and clitoris, all combined together to make me feel that I was being fucked by my Prince. Within a span of thirty minutes I climaxed three times.

When sanity prevailed I heard Harkha saying, "The Prince will be here any minute, Remember Ratna wrote a note to him?"

I and Ratna hurriedly put on our dresses and the Prince walked in.

THE PRINCE:

I was surprised to see all the three girls in the room as I entered. All of them got up in respect to me, Juhi and Harkha bowed low. They sat after I was seated.

All the three were in their night dresses. Their faces were flushed. Harkha was feeling shy while Ratna was fidgety. Juhi was silent. None of them could look at me eye to eye, none spoke. I said, " Explain."

It had so happened that Harkha turned out to be one of the few girls allowed to associate with the Princess. Ratna said, "Bapu Saheb, I was so surprised to see her last evening as a bride coming for... for..."

Ratna blushed heavily and could not speak further. Juhi intervened, "Maaf kijiye my Lord. (Pardon me my Lord) Kumari Ji has known Harkha since childhood."

I asked, "Is that right? Harkha, why did you not tell me?"

She said, "I was scared to death, my Lord."

Ratna, "She still is. Aren't you Harkha?"

Harkha, "Ji, Kumari Ji."

I, "Juhi, you did not tell me?"

Juhi, "My Lord, I was unaware of the relation till this morning when Kumari Ji ordered me to bring Harkha here." 

Ratna looked at Juhi who shook her head. Turning to me she told me, " Bhaiya, Juhi wants to say something in private. Soon it will be time for Harkha to be sent home. If you permit we shall leave you and Juhi alone."

With that she rushed out dragging Harkha with her and leaving Juhi alone with me. As soon as they were gone Juhi closed the door and said, "Pyare, pardon me my language but it seems Kumari Ji wants to use me to avoid embarrassment. Promise me Pyare, you will not be angry with me or Ratna Devi."

I so promised. She said, "My Lord, she desires your lund."

So bluntly put! I was stunned and could not believe what I heard. My own step sister wanted to be fucked by me?

The matter of fact was that she was already engaged to the Prince of the neighboring state and was to be married to him after a year. Why was she in a hurry to get laid? That too by me? I asked, "Why so suddenly? What are you girls up to?"

"I think she is having natural urge to get fucked. Seeing her friend getting all it takes she is ready to take in any cock up her little cunt."

In spite of my close relationship with Ratna the idea of sex with her had never entered my conscious mind and I believe, she also did not entertain any such thoughts for me.

I was therefore more surprised than excited on hearing what Juhi told me. It set my mind thinking and awakened my cock. It put Ratna in a different perspective. I looked back at past years and incidences which looked trivial before now appeared significant.

I recalled seeing her in traditional dress of choli, ghaghari and odhni, remembered an occasion or two when accidentally her pallu had slipped from her shoulder and her rounded breasts were revealed straining to burst out from the tight fitting skimpy choli. At other times I had more than a glimpse of her smooth thighs and pink panties. No doubt these images appeared several times in my wet dreams. Juhi's account set me on a different track. Now the desire to fuck my dear little step sister was being rooted in my heart and in my lund. Yet I was hesitating somewhat.

I said, "Juhi, this is madness. What would her husband do if he finds out on the first night that his bride is no longer a virgin?"

Here cleaver Juhi hesitated before speaking, "Pyare, that problem is already taken care of."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning she is already...."

".....fucked up?"

"Yes, my Lord."

"How? When? Who did it?"

Juhi told me the secret. It had so happened that Ratna's fiancé Manohar Sinh had been our guest immediately after their engagement. He stayed with us for four days. She allowed him to kiss her and feel her boobs through clothes. Then he cajoled her into showing him her vulva. While looking at her cunt he bent forwards and kissed it.

Ratna went crazy with excitement and boldly grabbed his erect lund. One thing led to another and soon he had mounted her with his lund deep in her chut. 

It was a quickie and he ejaculated quickly. Ratna poor girl had all the pain but no pleasure. Luckily he did not break off the engagement subsequently.

This information put Ratna in a different light. Here was my poor little sister who had tasted the lund once without much joy, passing dry sleepless nights while I her brother was now slated to fuck a new girl almost every night or so she had heard. Being a girl she was not allowed as much sexual freedom as I. Whom would the poor girl turn to?

I asked Juhi, "Do you think I should fuck her?"

"You should, my Lord, you should. She is ripe for fucking and is very determined. If you do not do it she will find somebody else, possibly a lowly servant. That would be disastrous for everybody."

She was right. My heart cried for her. I decided to fuck her and fuck as much as she wanted. The minute I thought about fucking Ratna my lund lifted its head.

"What is she doing to relieve her tension? Masturbate?"

"We had a bout of mutual gratification just before you arrived."

"You two had Lesbian sex? I can't believe it."

"I beg your pardon for the indiscretion I showed. But I can assure you, Pyare that considering all things that was the best thing to do today to relieve her tension. Besides she has cutest little cunt between her legs and you will not regret fucking it."

I could now understand their behavior. Ratna like a mare in heat trying to get brother's lund, Juhi trying to help her reduce the tension. I visualized them naked rubbing vulva on vulva and boobs to boobs and my lund rose into a revolt. I called Juhi to my lap and kissed her. When I started unbuttoning her night shirt she held my hand and said, "Pyare, the door is closed but not latched. Somebody may come in."

I held her down and said, "That is another indiscretion from you. You were the last to enter the room and you should have latched it."

I added in mock anger, "Get ready, woman, to receive your punishment."

She responded in similar mock pleading voice, "Mercy, my Lord, mercy on this poor woman."

"Silence." I continued dramatically, "Get down to the floor."

Juhi slithered down between my legs. Untying the waist string I loosened my pajamas and unveiled my lund. Juhi knew what I had in my mind and promptly grasped the semi erect lund in her fist.

Right at the moment Juhi's mouth and the door of the room opened simultaneously. Here Juhi had hardly taken the lund in her mouth when Ratna rushed in like whirl wind saying, "Bhaiya......"

I was facing the door and Juhi's head shielded my crotch from Ratna's view. But then Juhi turned her face towards the door and the cover was lost. Ratna saw Juhi about to swallow my lund and froze. Her eyes widened and jaw dropped. ( Much later she told me that she was surprised that day more on seeing my lund rather than what I and Juhi were about to do.) As she recovered from initial shock her face flushed and a sharp, "Bhaiya......" in high pitch escaped from her mouth. She turned around to return. I or Juhi was not in a position to physically prevent her going away so I put as much authority in my voice as I could and said rather loudly, "Wait...."

Ratna froze in her tract instantly but stood with her back towards me. I looked at Juhi and silently asked, "What shall we do?"

Juhi got up and first went to close and latch the door. That done she went to Ratna who was standing with bowed head, twisting fingers.

I could not hear what Juhi told Ratna. Ratna shook her head and tried to get away. Juhi could not hold her and followed her to the closed door.

By that time I had tied up my pajamas covering up my deflating cock. I stood up and putting forth my hands said in a quiet voice, "Guddi, come here."

She turned around once more waited for two seconds and then hurled herself in my waiting arms. She clung to me with her face buried in my chest and arms around my neck. I almost fell backwards on the sofa.

I held her by her tiny waist, her firm breasts flattened on my chest and my lund trapped between two bellies. That was the moment when for some time I ceased to be her brother and became a primitive male. That was when I noticed how delicate and beautiful my step sister was. All soft and smooth except those round breasts which felt quite firm against my lower chest. Her flushed face made her look very sexy. Her ruby red quivering lips were an open invitation to a kiss. How could I ignore them? I touched those lips with mine. They were so sweet that I wanted to take them in my mouth and suck on them.

However I restrained myself. She had kept her mouth closed during the kiss showing that she was not experienced in French kissing and I did not want to alarm her by aggressive kissing. I therefore kept the first kiss at the level of mere peck only.

My lund which had deflated regained its stiffness.

We stood locked with each other for quite some time getting aroused by second. Eventually I eased my grip, lifted her face and asked, "Why were you running away? You know Juhi here is my favorite member of my harem and we fuck like a husband and wife."

Running her fingers on my chest she mumbled, "I did not want to disturb you two. You were about to do something and I did not want to come in your way."

I, "Very noble of you but you are not coming in our way. Right Juhi?"

Juhi, "My Lord is right, Kumari Ji."

I, "That being cleared now, shall we continue what we were doing? Juhi?"

Juhi, "Ji Pyare."

I, "Ratna, you can go if you like or stay with us and watch us. You can join us at any stage if you wish. What do you want to do?"

In reply she tightened her grip on me and turned her face up with eyes closed. For the first time I noticed her lips which were wet with her saliva, half open and quivering. I had an urge to suck on them. I kissed her with open mouth and ran my tongue along her smooth lower lip. I could feel fine tremor asailing her delicate body. My lund had a fit of jerking.

Taking her to the bed I sat at the edge and made her sit by my side while Juhi sat on the floor near my feet. My lund in my pajamas was fully erect and wet with its own love juice. Juhi untied the pajamas and lowering them brought the lund out. She held it in her fist and stroked rapidly for about twenty times. During each stroke she glided the foreskin up and down covering and uncovering the mushrooming wet head. Each upstroke bared the angry looking head which expanded to higher degree of thickness, each down stroke milked out a fresh quota of love juice from the tiny slit in the head.




Devine Defloration Ch. 02



Ratna was mesmerized. Her gaze was riveted on what Juhi had in her hand. Her fair cheeks were turned deep pink. She was chewing her lip and periodically darting a shy glance towards me.

I asked, "Guddi, my dear, what do you think? Does my lund compare with your fiancé's?"

She blushed to a deeper degree of pink and said, "Almost the same. His is straight like bamboo while yours is curved upwards." 

I pinched her cheeks and asked, "You naughty girl, did not let your Bhaiya know your tryst with your husband."

She said, "Bhaiya......"

Her lips quivered when she smiled shyly. I bent down to kiss her but playfully she turned her face at the last moment and burst out giggling.

"Was it very painful?" I asked.

She nodded her head.

"Did he allow you to do what Juhi is doing?"

She shook her head in negative and said, "He was in a hurry."

"Then you don't know how the lund feels, do you?"

Again a negative. Juhi was now busy removing her clothes. The lund left alone started wilting.

I asked, "Don't you wish to play with your Bhaiya's lund and see how it feels?"

She did not speak. Instead with a flushed face she slithered down from the bed to the floor. She took over the possession of the lund from Juhi who took it out of her mouth and shifted to make room for Ratna between my thighs.

The space between my thighs was not adequate to accommodate both of them and I did not want to disappoint any of the two. I therefore stood up and placed a thin pillow near my feet, Ratna now knelt in front of me with her knees on the pillow. Juhi came up behind her.

Not knowing how to proceed Ratna spoke into Juhi's ear. Juhi answered into her ear and both of them giggled. The lund already half deflated was hanging free for Ratna to pick up. 

Gingerly she held the lund with her finger tips. Juhi put forth her hand, made her hold the lund in a fist and said, "Now kiss it and stroke it to full erection."

Ratna kissed the tip of the lund, first with her lips and then with her tongue. The lund jerked and started filling up. She started stroking it . Here again Juhi had to show her the method saying, "You hold it tight and move the fist up and down. Go up till all the foreskin is pulled up and the head is exposed fully. During down stroke bring down the foreskin to cover up the head."

Ratna poor girl tried but it is difficult to stroke a soft lund. Seeing her fumbling Juhi said, "Kumari Ji, do not worry, just take it in your mouth and suck."

That is what she did. She opened her mouth and took about half the lund in. Once in she caressed it by swiping and swirling her tongue all over the head. She tried to locate the notch which separates the head from the shaft but could not because the head was covered with the foreskin. Sensing something wrong she pulled the lund out to inspect it. She saw that the foreskin covering the head but did not pull it up. Instead, she took the lund again in the mouth.

This time she was wiser. So she first found out the opening in the prepuce with the tip of the tongue. She then insinuated her tongue between the head and the foreskin peeling it off from the head. It was very tantalizing and the lund throbbed several times and became stiffer than before. The head inside the mouth flared up like a blooming flower making the process of uncovering the head easier for Ratna.

Once the prepuce was off the head she caressed the naked head with swipes of her tongue . There was out pouring of large quantity of saliva from the mouth and love juice from the lund. She now bobbed her head to fuck the lund. However being a novice she soon got tired of moving her head. I decided to take over.

Steadying her head with my hands I started to and fro movements of my pelvis fucking her warm mouth just as if it were chut. The lund by that time had become hard like an iron rod. It had become longer and thicker too. Ratna had opened her mouth wide. I went in and out slowly grazing on her lower teeth the under surface of the shaft. 

Juhi sitting behind her was caressing her boobs. She had removed Ratna's pajama top while she was engrossed in attending to my lund. She said, "Kumari Ji, pull out your tongue so that it covers your lower teeth and protects the cock from injury."

Removing the lund from her mouth Ratna said, "Show me how, please."

Juuhi replaced Ratna and showed her some finer points of cock sucking including the technique of deep throating.

She immediately put in the practice what she learnt from Juhi trying to take the lund deep down in her throat. I asked, "Are you ready for some deep penetrations?"

Without taking the cock out of her mouth she nodded her head. 

I steadied her head with my hands on it. With the swing of my pelvis I thrust couple of times and then with steady pressure pushed the lund down her throat and held it there. She could not take in more than half of its length before gagging. Her mouth opened wide as if to take the lund out but I held on for few seconds before releasing her head. The lund came out thick and long, drenched in her saliva and ferocious looking. She burst out goose bumps and tears welled up in her eyes. She took some shuddering breaths.

I thought that the experience was distressful and she would not like to repeat it. But I was wrong. Once she recovered from gagging she gave few mighty strokes to the shaft, swirled her tongue over the head and swallowed the lund. With her hands on my hips she drew me forwards so that the lund went deep into her throat. This time she could tolerate an inch or two more than before without gagging.

She gagged, recovered and gagged again and again, progressively taking in more and more of the lund. Soon she could swallow the whole lund.

As expected both of us were excited beyond the point of no return. There was frequent throbbing and jerking of the lund associated with pouring out of copious amount of love juice. Ratna was breathing harshly and was rubbing her vulva.

With my hands in her armpits I bodily lifted her on to the bed and laid her on her back. The first thing I did was to remove her pajama top. A pair of most beautiful breasts was unveiled but not for long. She promptly covered them with her hands.

When I removed her hands with some force she covered her eyes with them. She could not control the smile on her lips. Now I had unfettered view of her magnificent breasts.

Perfect spheres of medium size Ratna's breasts were sitting high on her chest wall. Each was topped by schoolgirl nipple and areola dark pink in color. There was no sagging, no flattening. The skin was smooth, delicate and transparent. Veins filled with blue blood could be seen easily. Both were engorged due to excitement. The nipples and areolas were puffed up. I cupped and caressed and gently squeezed one after the other.

I loved to play with Ratna's young breasts but as my goal was seated between her thighs I did not dally for long on her mammies. One of my hands turned southwards to her tummy. Her flat smooth tummy sported cute little belly button just above the waist band of her pajamas. The thin silk of the pajamas was molded over her lower body out lining her rounded thighs, her hips, her flat lower tummy and of course her cunt. There was a patch of moistness overlying her cunt.

I was semi reclining by her side. I lowered my head to take one of her nipples in my mouth while my hand caressed her tummy with light touch of finger tips. She burst out goose bumps all over. As I took in the nipple, the areola and some part of the breast in my mouth she entwined the fingers of one hand in my hair and with the other she held my wrist. Juhi, stark naked was sitting on the other side of Ratna and was caressing her covered thighs from knees right up to her cunt. She left the cunt for my fingers to take care of.

Within only few minutes Ratna started writhing and bucking. She removed my head from the breast only to latch it on the other one. My hand on her tummy felt for the tie string of her pajama bottoms. I could not locate it but Juhi did. She handed over the string to my fingers. I pulled it and the knot was untied.

Ratna immediately caught hold of the pajamas. I had to divert her mind before the pajamas could be removed. Leaving the nipple between thumb and the fore finger I sealed her mouth with mine. I could take whole of her mouth in mine. Once in I licked her lips with my tongue and pried them open. She strongly shuddered when my tongue entered her mouth. I could also feel her breathing getting rapid and irregular and her body getting limp.

Taking advantage of her state of excitation I sneaked my hand inside her loosened pajama and covered her cunt. Juhi meanwhile pulled the pajamas down her legs and discarded them. Ratna squirmed about trying half heartedly to dislodge my hand but I could easily hold on.

Totally naked and languid Ratna remained on her back with legs straight when I broke the kiss and got up to remove my clothes. Juhi, naked herself was watching me with a hungry look in her eyes. I went to her and kissed her. She gave my lund a playful squeeze and said, "Be gentle, please, my Lord."

I assured her and turned to Ratna. I sat between her widened thighs. There before my eyes was her sweet smelling cunt swollen and dripping wet.

As Juhi had told before Ratna had a cute little cunt though it was puffed up at the time. Somewhat darkish in color as compared to her fair complexion it looked small for her age. From the high mons two fleshy bigger labia ran down to disappear between her thighs. They were parted by pinkish violet petals of the engorged smaller labia which between them enclosed a slit of three inches. At the front end of the crack could be seen her erect clitoris not unlike the peevee of a young boy. This much could be seen without touching.

But the glory of the her bhos was revealed only when the guardian labia were separated. Then it looked like a fully blossomed flower complete with intoxicating aroma. The clitoris could now be seen clearly defined at the front end of the crack. At the back end of the crack the labia were separated by the opening of her chut or vagina. About two inches backward yet the rose bud asshole could be seen.

Her crack was full of love juice and I was tempted to do more than just stare at her cunt.

Accordingly I stretched myself on my belly with my head on her vulva. I caressed the cunt with light touch of my fingers. I could feel the gentle throbbing of her clitoris. There was out pouring of more love juice. Soon my tongue replaced my fingers. I swiped the whole area before settling on the clitoris, I ran my tongue up and down its tiny shaft and around its delicate head. Using my lips I nibbled on it and then sucked on it. 

At this point, once again I felt Ratna's fingers in my hair. Even as her pelvis was executing mock movements of fucking she forcibly pulled me up by my head and did not stop till her mouth was at my ear. Arousal made it difficult for her to speak coherently but she managed to say, "Bhaiya...... Something is happening to me....I cannot bear it."

I knew what was happening, she was experiencing intense arousal which sometimes is frightening to a nubile girl. I said, "Let it happen, relax and enjoy."

I scooted upwards over her body till my crotch met with hers. She drew up her legs. I lifted them and wound them around my waist. She was highly excited and eager to receive the lund. She put her hand on my tummy and trailed downwards in an attempt to reach my lund but she missed the target by several inches. I then helped by guiding her hand to my lund which was hanging below my tummy, all eight inches of thick and hard meat.

She gingerly held the lund with her fingers and directed it to her cunt. Again, she did not know what to do next. I took over from her fumbling hand and touched the crack of her vulva with the head of the lund. Even when the head was wet with its own love juice I made it wetter by running it up and down in the crack of her vulva. During one of its slide along the crack the head got engaged into the mouth of her vagina. I stopped moving, kissed her and said, "Guddi dear, can you feel me? I am about to start, tell me if you feel pain."

With the movement of my pelvis I gently bore down the lund in her chut. Knowing that her chut was practically a virgin chut I took the things bit easy and entered slowly and steadily, inch by inch, watching all the while her face for the signs of distress. She was also apprehensive; I could feel the tension in her arms and legs.

Luckily there was no hitch even when it was a tight fit. The whole of my lund entered her vagina, slowly but smoothly. She visibly relaxed and draped her arms around my neck. Then she entered into a frenzy of kissing me; kissing me anywhere her mouth could reach.

I said, "Calm down, Gudiya, calm down."

She slowed down but did not stop. 

"I am so happy, Bhaiya. It feels wonderful down below."

"Where down below? In your feet?"

"No, here. See?" She squeezed the lund by contracting the chut."

"That place has a name and you know it. Speak up."

"Bhaiya, Mujhe sharm lagati hai. Kan men kahun?" (Brother, I feel shy. Can I tell in your ear?")

"Okay."

She pulled my head down and whispered, "Bhos, pussy, cunt..... haay, haay." 

These words coming out from my innocent looking younger sister who was only 18 had profound effect on my lund. It started throbbing uncontrollably and wetted her vagina with a fresh quota of love juice. My pelvis started swinging to make the lund go in and out of her chut as smoothly as the piston of a railway engine.

I wanted to fuck her slowly and deeply but that did not happen. Hardly had I began thrusting when she climaxed. Her body suddenly became rigid, she clung to me so tightly that I could not move my pelvis. The fucking stopped. The only movements were in her hips and vagina; her hips were jerking in short sharp jabs while her chut was fluttering like a butterfly.

Then she shuddered uncontrollably like a dog after a bath. Her pelvis rotated and swayed trying as if to uproot the lund. Her nails scratched my back . She bit my lip. Equally suddenly she relaxed and went limp. Her arms from my neck and her legs from my waist fell off. With a prolonged Aaahhhh she lost contact with the world.

Unbridled now, I restarted fucking her vehemently and immediately felt a slap on my naked butt. That was Juhi whom I had totally forgotten. She was saying, "...leave her alone."

I stopped my thrusting and asked, "Huh, what?"

Juhi said, "Pyare, she is very delicate, wait till she recovers."

Within few seconds Ratna opened her eyes. She was dazed and took some time to orient herself. I showered light kisses on her and asked, "Are you alright, Guddi?"

She whimpered and asked , "What happened? Bhaiya, where am I?"

I, "You are with me, Guddi. You had an orgasm. Did you like it?"

"Yes, Bhaiya. I steel feel the fullness in my..my....chut."

Once again hearing 'chut' from Ratna had immediate effect on my lund. It jerked rather strongly. She uttered, ' Uuiuiiii...', shivered and said, "Do not do so Bhaiya, it tickles up to my toes."

"I am sorry my dear. What you are feeling in your chut is my lund."

"Why is it erect yet? You did not have your orgasm?"

"Yes dear, I have not climaxed yet."

"Bhaiya, in that case, fuck me again."

I knew that her bhos had been sensitized so much that it would not be able to take the lund. I explained her the condition and told her that she would have to wait for some time before fucking again. I gave a sharp stroke to prove my point; she could not tolerate it. So I pulled out and dismounted. She turned to her side and promptly fell asleep.

Juhi came to lie by my side, picked up the lund and said, "See? You have exhausted the poor girl, Pyare. You will have to wait till she wakes up before this monster of yours can fuck her again."

I said, "She may not wake till evening and this monster cannot wait, it will fuck another chut." Lovingly I added. "Will you allow me to fuck you my dear?"

"Oh my Prince, I am ever ready for you. Put your hand on my pussy and see how wet she is."

It was not necessary to verify her readiness. I kissed her mouth and rolled her on her face. She knew what I wanted.

However, seeing her rounded ass cheeks changed my mind. I mounted her while she was flat on the bed. Passing my hands around her chest I held her breasts and gently fondled them. My cock fitted snugly in the crack of her butt. I spoke in her ear, "Juhi dear, do you remember when I had fucked your ass?"

"Couple of months ago, may be more. Why? Do you want to do it now?"

"If you allow me."

" Pyare, I would allow anything you desire. Only give me few minutes to get ready."

"I can help you."

Preparation involved thorough washing of the area followed by dilatation of the anal ring. She brought out some sweet smelling oil. She tried to apply it to her asshole but was not comfortable. I offered help and she accepted.

Lying on her back she spread her thighs and pulled up the legs till the knees touched her ears. With her hands she spread her buttocks exposing her asshole. She had a small cute hole rosette in shape and brown in color.

I dipped a finger in oil and applied to the butt hole. The ring muscle immediately contracted as soon as I touched. That gave me an idea how my lund would be gripped. The thought made my lund jerk strongly and spew out love juice.

I started massaging her butt hole with circular motion of my finger tip applying steady pressure. Within minutes the muscle relaxed and allowed the finger to enter. I applied fresh quota of oil and continued the massage. When the opening was sufficiently loosened I pushed in the finger of the other hand.

Thus with one finger of each hand inserted in her hole I waited for some time. Then I dilated the anus by pulling apart gently the two fingers, one at three o' clock position and the other at nine o' clock position. Because of the massage she did not feel pain. Then I inserted one more finger of each hand an repeated the stretching of the muscle using the oil freely. At last her butt hole opened enough to receive my lund.

I settled between her thighs. I applied copious oil on the cock head and placed it on her butt hole. I asked, "Are you ready, my dear?"

"Ready as ever, Pyare."

I entered her butt hole slowly. The bulbous head being the thickest part of the lund took some time to go in but once it was in the rest of the lund just sailed in right up to the hilt.

Juhi let out the breath she was holding in a prolonged 'Aahhhhh'. Without moving the deep seated lund I stretched myself on her delicate body. Once again my hands captured her breasts while I kissed and licked and nibbled around her face, neck, ears and shoulders. Solicitously I asked, "Are you comfortable?"

She did not speak, only squeezed the lund by contracting anal muscles.

Taking the cue I started fucking her in slow shallow strokes because the grip of the muscle was very tight on the lund in spite of four finger dilatation. Juhi had one hand on her vulva, her finger twirling the clitoris. Periodically her chut would spasm hand in hand with her rectum. The lund would then be strangled and would respond by jerking.

I was already excited by fucking Ratna. My lund had become sensitive. It could not hold against the tight fit of Juhi's butt and spurted out its load much earlier than expected. I kept the lund engulfed in her butt while it jerked in orgasm jetting out thick semen into the depths of Juhi's rectum. The lund remained stiff for several minutes after the last squirt. Eventually it wilted. I withdrew my flaccid lund and dismounted.

It was almost noon time. I felt ravenously hungry. Ratna was sleeping the sleep of innocent, naked. I and Juhi put on our dresses. I sent Juhi looking for personal maid of Ratna. When she came we left Ratna to her care and went to my quarters.




Devine Defloration Ch. 02



Rest of my day after lunch was divided between much needed siesta and attending official business with revenue officers of the State. I had no time to think about sex.

It was nine in the early night. I and Juhi together were expecting Ratna any moment. When she did not come I asked Juhi at eleven to go and fetch her. While she was gone I removed all my clothes and lied down in the bed covered with a bed sheet. 

Juhi brought her up to the door but entered alone leaving her outside.

She said, "Pyare, Kumari ji wants all lights off."

With my consent Juhi put the lights off. She brought Ratna in and closed the door. There was complete silence in total darkness for some time. Then I heard the rustle of clothes. I was sure that both of them were undressing and that thought alone aroused my lund. I threw off my cover.

Juhi spoke first, "Where are you, Pyare?"

"In the bed."

There was some whispering followed by giggles and I felt two naked young female bodies embracing me, one on each side of my naked body. Passion flared up like wild fire.

Four delicate hands caressed different parts of my body. Soon one pair of sweet lips claimed my mouth even as the other latched on my lund. My hands had an over dose of four young boobs and two pussies.

Those two were highly excited as evidenced by their mewling sounds, rapid sighing breathings and vulvas overflowing with love juices.

I was till then enjoying passively. Now I took some active part in the game. Catching hold of the legs of one of them I made her straddle my chest. While my lund was being sucked vigorously I lifted her hips and brought her bhos right on my mouth. The fragrance of the bhos betrayed the identity of the girl but I did not speak.

First I showered multiple kisses on the small bhos. That itself was sufficient to set her pelvis in motion. I held the hips firmly to run my tongue up over one bigger labium and down over the other. I licked till there was free flow of love juice from the bhos. I separated the labia and swiped the tongue along the slit of the cunt from back to front and tasted the sweet love juice of hers. At the front end of the crack my tongue encountered her small but stiff clitoris. I tweaked it, caressed it and sucked on it. Like a lund the clitoris jerked and became more stiff. The pussy exuded fresh love juice making it easy for me to insert one finger in her narrow chut. Her pelvis rocked on my finger.

Darkness or no I could from the aroma wafting out of the cunt make out that it was Ratna who was sitting on my mouth. She was finding it strenuous to maintain the position. Exhaustion was taking over with rising arousal.

"Guddi dear", I said, "Enough is enough. You are getting exhausted. Come and lie down."

Juhi, "Pyare my cunt wishes to be sucked."

Ratna, "Can I do it?"

Juhi, "It would be an honor to me."

Now that the identities were revealed there was no use of darkness. Juhi put the lights on. Immediately Ratna turned her back to me and covered her face. 

Any amount of cajoling and request could not bring Ratna out of the cocoon of her shyness. So I used force. I forcefully turned her by her shoulders and mounted her, Once pinned down under my weight she stopped struggling but did not open her face. I did not wait. Pushing my legs between hers I spread them widening her thighs. My lund was ready, as soon as her bhos was exposed it made a bee line to the chut and unceremoniously plunged in to the deepest.

The exquisite sensation of entering her narrow velvety vagina with foreskin being forced up the shaft has no equivalent in the world. My lund refused to wait, it just set itself into a steady rhythm of fucking climbing each step on the ladder to orgasm with each stroke in or out. Ratna later on told me that her vagina was feeling like a violin played up on by the bow of the lund.

As soon as I entered Ratna's chut and lifted my upper body Juhi straddled her. I could not directly see the meeting of Ratna's mouth with Juhi's bhos but could surmise from their movements and noises that they were enjoying to the fullest.

We lost the count of time. The glorious fucking continued for anywhere between five minutes to an hour. All of us had mind shattering orgasms. We slipped in to sweet slumber with our bodies entwined keeping Juhi in the middle.

Who was this Juhi? She was my favorite concubine. She came to me, a virgin, before about six months. During those months she had won the hearts of all by her benevolent nature, sharp intelligence and sweet tongue. I found my love in her. Even though she was but a concubine in my harem of six women we were living as husband and wife. 

She will tell us her story next time. 



Devine Defloration Ch. 03



Author' Note :

This story is a product of imagination. Resemblance of any character herein with any person dead or alive is entirely coincidental and unintentional.

I have used certain words from Gujarati to add flavor to the story. They are:

Lund: Erect penis Bhos: Vulva, pussy.

Chut: Vagina Choli: Skimpy tight fitting blouse

Odhani: Half sari, going half way around the body Ghaghari: Pleated skirt reaching below knee 

None of the characters of the story is less than eighteen years of age.

The Story So Far:

The King of Anangpur being considered direct descendant of Lord Vishnu by a branch of Hinduism had a duty to deflower every bride coming in to the clan. When he could not 'perform' adequately due to advancing age the duty was relegated to the young Prince Rativir. He makes his debut with a teenage bride Harkha but had to call in for help of his concubine Juhi. The Prince and Juhi did not know that Harkha was a friend of his step sister Princess Ratna Kumari. Next morning Ratna and Harkha get together with the help of Juhi. Harkha tells about Prince's prowess in bed and Ratna gets aroused. The Prince obliges Ratna by simply fucking her. This chapter is devoted to the life history of Juhi.

THE STORY

JUHI :

Hi,

I am Juhi, nineteen years old favorite concubine of my beloved Prince Rativir Sinh. I consider myself lucky that after an ordeal of a year I ended up in his harem, luckier than other concubines of his harem that the Prince found me attractive, luckiest of all that he fucks me regularly as a husband fucks the wife. He could not marry me because he is a pure Rajput while I am a vaishya girl of mixed blood. But who cares about marriage so long as you have a glorious fuck everyday. I am very happy where I am; cannot ask for more.

I was the only child of my parents. My dad worked as one of the engineers in an international company. His salary was sufficient for us to live lavishly hence there was no need for my mom to do a full time job. She worked as only a part time teacher in local school just to remain 'busy'. 

My childhood therefore was very happy. There was plenty of clothes, plenty of toys and plenty of sweets to pamper me. My parents being fun loving people had many friends. There were parties and picnics, excursions and outings every few days. There was never a dull moment.

I was a good looking kid with a sharp inquisitive mind. I could learn easily and was always amongst the top five students of the class. My queries sometimes exasperated my parents at home and teachers at school.

I knew nothing of sex till I was eleven. A couple of friends who had entered puberty and were knowledgeable told me about the basics of sex. I listened to them out of curiosity but did not believe a word. Same day before going to bed I asked my mom. She spent about an hour patiently explaining me the sex, menstruation, pregnancy, virginity and predatory nature of males in general. All this was new to my ears but I did not feel any 'urge' till late in my life.

The first stirrings occurred when I was thirteen and Prince Rativir Sinh twenty at the time visited our school.

By then I had started with physical changes of puberty. I was having periods every month regularly. My limbs became rounded up, my hips became wide and heavy. Black curly hair sprouted in the armpits and over my bhos. My breasts however were late in sprouting but when they did they blossomed very fast to a size considered large for a girl of my age. Males of all ages used to stare at them and even though I was feeling shy I felt sweet sensations in my heart when they were stared at. Yet I was far from feeling the urge to get fucked.

The Prince was so handsome! I was one of the ten girls lined up to welcome him. So I had a chance to see him at close quarters. As he passed by he looked at every girl in her eyes. With me his gaze dropped down to my chest where my jutting breasts had pushed forward the pinafore uniform. My heart missed a couple of beats. Even though the thought of sex was far from my mind, my body betrayed me with nipples getting stiff and bhos getting wet. At night I dreamed of him staring at my breasts, naked. I day dreamed of him gazing in my eyes and telling me, "Juhi, I like you."

My immature mind could not conceive that he had really liked me.

Life was rosy, everybody was happy. But the happy days did not last long. The disaster struck when I was too immature to bear it.

Soon after my eighteenth birthday my father died of some kind of blood cancer. My mom followed him within six months; she had fever which never came down, I had no immediate relatives and hence was left alone in this wide world.

A distant cousin of my mom however took me under his wings. I had only heard of him, never seen him but at the time I needed a shoulder to cry on and he, Narhari Mama provided with it. He took me with him to his home in another town.

The life at Mama's was entirely different from life at my parents'. While my parents were easy going and fun loving persons enjoying the life, everything at Mama's was centered around money. Mama was very wealthy being a successful trader in stocks and bonds yet they were very tight fisted. Consequently they had very few friends. There were no parties, no picnics, no nothing. Mama went to share market every day morning to return at lunch time. He would go again after a short siesta and come back home late in the evening. Mami was doing some social work and was member of several organizations for the benefit of women.

Both of them received me with open arms and why not? In me Mami got a slave, free of charge. She put on my shoulders the burden of running the house. She relieved two servants who were working for them relegating their work to me. I had to do cooking, cleaning, wash the clothes, clean the dishes prepare the beds, you name it. I would have done all these with interest but for constant nagging of Mami. No matter what or how I did she would find fault and scold me till I cried. I tried my best to please her but of no avail. She made my life miserable.

Mama looked at me as a sex object. He would have fucked me on day one but for the presence of Mami. In a way Mami turned out to be protector of my virtue. I avoided Mama as far as possible but he never missed a chance to fondle my boobs and try to kiss me. He was an ugly guy in his late forties with a big paunch and thin limbs. I hated his advances but I had no place to go and complain. I had to bear with him with a constant threat to my virginity.

There was a threat to my virginity from another source also but in this case strangely Mama was on my side. On the second day of my stay at Mama's Mami smilingly gave me some money and told me to go and enjoy a movie. When I came back home a hefty guy of about thirty was sitting talking to Mami. I did not like his looks but kept quiet and went upstairs to my room. While I was going up the stair I heard him asking Mami, " Who is this young chick? Did Narhari fuck her? She is cute. I would like to fuck her ass. You get her for me, okay?"

What a way to talk to a lady like Mami? When he was gone Mami told me that he was one of her nephews. " He is studying in local college and staying in hostels. Comes here time and again. He is a nice boy."

A week later I came to know how nice the 'Boy' was. One day I came late from the school, Mami was not present. By the time I cooked evening meal and ate it was nine o'clock and was feeling extremely sleepy. I went to sleep in spite of pending homework for the school and did not open my eyes till I heard booming voice of the 'boy' downstairs. The bedside clock showed 12-30 AM. Apparently they were returning from a movie. He was saying, " When is Narhari returning?"

Out of curiosity I pussy footed to the stairs and leaning over the banister looked down. Immediately pulled myself back being shocked at what I saw.

Mami was sitting in his lap. He had removed her sari from upper part of her body and had unhooked the blouse. Both of her breasts were imprisoned in his palms.

Mami said, " Four days. We have four days and nights but I wish he does not return at all."

She turned her face and they kissed while he kneaded her breasts. 

"You should not talk like that for your husband," he said.

" Husband ha ha. He has a dead rat hanging between his thighs. Two days ago we celebrated anniversary of our fucking. The whole year went by dry."

" Not exactly. I must have watered your garden for not less than fifty times."

I was getting excited seeing them making love. Of late I had noticed that hot scenes of a movie left my bhos swollen and wet with its love juice. Here I was watching a live show. I knew I should not do so but I was simply mesmerized. Besides, to tell the truth, my fingers were already playing with my clitoris and it was so pleasant that I stuck there even at some risk of being caught.

Down below they had changed the positions. He was sitting at the edge of setae while she was on the floor between his spread thighs. Mami was playing with his lund which was fully erect. Oh boy, what a lund. I never had a chance to see an adult lund, flaccid or ererct. Hence I was both excited and worried for Mami wondering as to how she would be able to take it in her chut. But I should not have worried as the events unfolded before my eyes.

Mami said, "I cannot imagine what I could have done without you."

With a hand on her head he brought her mouth to his lund saying, "Now stop talking and use your mouth for something pleasant."

Mami kissed the tip of his rampant lund, put out her tongue and swiped over the bulbous head, Then she opened her mouth and swallowed half the length of the lund. Immediately the lover boy forced her head back and forth and fucked vigorously. Couple of times he pushed the whole of his lund deep down in her throat till her lips kissed his mons. He released her only when she gagged. The lund would then come out longer and thicker than ever slobbered in her slimy saliva. Mami then would stroke it vigorously before eagerly swallowing it again. Once she said, "Oh my darling, you taste so good."

Mami sucked him for about fifteen minutes. He pulled out and again asked her to let him fuck me. Mmi firmly declined saying, " Narhari wants her to remain a virgin till she gets married. He has plans for her. Nobody touches her."

That is how my dear Mama protected that thin fold of skin inside of my chut. I was surprised, angry, scared and feeling helpless all at a time. I longed for my Prince and prayed God that he might come and rescue me. Rescue me and fuck me.

Seeing Mami enjoying the sucking of the lund had set me thinking. I had heard girls at the school talking about sucking a cock but always thought it to be dirty and repulsive. Does it not taste dirty with urine? Does the cock feel so pleasant in the mouth? What would my Prince's lund be like? Would he allow me to suck it?

While thinking of the Prince and his lund unknowingly my finger went to my clitoris which immediately became erect. How can I ignore sweet little clitty of mine? While Mami's bhos was being pounded by her 'nephew' I manipulated mine into an intense orgasm.

A couple of days later one evening Mama came home badly shaken and agitated. He closed himself in his den stuck to the telephone. He missed his meals subsisting only on tea and snacks. He was irritable as hornet and did not like being disturbed. He stayed imprisoned in his den for three days.

On the fourth day when he came out he was smelling like a pig. He ate with us only after Mami gave him a thorough scrubbing. After dinner he went to bed and slept for straight fourteen hours. Within a couple of days he was caught up in his daily routine.

I was too insignificant to be informed as to what had happened. Astonishingly he stopped pestering me.

A week later on, one day a group of two gents and a lady came to our house. I was dolled up with heavy make up and a new dress. The dress was befitting a hooker, it revealed more than it concealed. I was asked to serve the guests with tea and snacks. When I bent down to serve the tea I felt as if my boobs would spill out from the low cut choli I was wearing.

Then Mami took me aside and hissed through clenched teeth, "Now, listen and listen carefully. These people are from a very reputed family and very wealthy. They have come to see you for marriage with one of their sons. The lady will talk to you in private. There is nothing to be afraid of. But do not act like an innocent virgin. Do what the lady tells you to do."

She put me in a separate room where I was joined by the lady visitor who was constantly chewing paan. She asked me so many questions regarding my family, education, sex life and such. She asked me to show her my legs right up to the crotch and finally told me to remove the choli. I was so scared that I could not refuse. She was amazed on seeing my breasts and said, "Your boobs alone make you invaluable."

Invaluable? That should have opened my eyes but I was naive in those days.

The group departed after Mama had 'private' talk with them. "We will contact you as soon as possible," were the last words the lady spoke.

At night in the solitude of my bed I remembered the Prince. I was not aware when my eyes closed and the fantasy changed into a dream but it was the sweetest one I saw. I was standing in a line to welcome the Prince with the new dress on in place of school uniform. The Prince came to stand before me staring t my naked breasts. He smiled and touched one nipple with the tip of his finger. I felt tingling sensation in my vulva and I put my hand there. Intense pleasure burst forth from my bhos and my eyes opened.

The bedside clock showed 12-35 AM. My hand in reality was on my bhos. I had learnt the art of self gratification. I found that the vulva was slimy wet and swollen. The clitoris was erect. I wetted my finger and ran it down the short length of clitoris on one side. On reaching the slippery head I teased it with the finger tip and then ran the same finger up on the other side of the shaft. The clitoris jerked in response and sent out volleys of pleasure every few seconds. Eventually it became so sensitized that I could not tolerate my own touch. In the end I covered the whole cunt with the flat of my hand and rubbed it with circular motion applying gentle pressure, triggering a strong orgasm.

Orgasmic spasms lasted for few minutes and I felt an urge to pee. I got up quietly and walked down the hallway to the bathroom. I had to pass by Mami's bedroom to reach the bathroom. Suddenly I heard Mami uttering my name, ".......Juhi.?"

Mama said, "They have liked her looks, it is now the question of price. I am asking for fifty thousand while they offer only twenty, that too , only if she is a virgin. "

"You should have started with seventy thousand. Anyway thank God you have not fucked her. Who is buying her?"

"They say he is an old guy, rolling in money but childless. He wants a young chut to give him a son."

"Whatever, we will be out of the squeeze. How much do you need?"

"Thirty thousand ."

"I can negotiate a higher price on a condition."

"Like what?"

"You get your thirty thousand and I take the rest."

"Give me forty and the deal is done."

I could not bear further. Mama Mami were trying to sell me for fifty thousand rupees so that they can pay off their debt of thirty thousand? Cold sweat broke out on my body and my legs felt mushy. I was scared to death that I may collapse to the floor. Taking support of the wall I inched my way to the bed and burst out crying.

For about an hour my mind went blank, not knowing what to do. Then when the thought process was re established the first thing it considered was suicide. Then the mind swung to the other side: what is wrong in marrying an old guy, so long his lund is in working order? Even if it is not you can always get younger guys to fuck you. Why not go to a bordello? 

I did not want Mama to profit from my fate. The only way was suicide or running away. Running away to whom? Where? How? When?

Then I remembered the Prince. For him I had to go to Anangpur and there was no guaranty that he would accept me as his wife. If he does not I will go to a prostitute house. I would offer my body to unknown guys free of charge rather than allow Mama to profit from my sale. After considerable thinking I decided to run away.

There was a train leaving the local station at ten minutes past four in the morning and reaching Anangpur by about eight. It was two o'clock and I had enough time. I wiped my tears to get ready. I was stiff with fear, what if I am caught? if I am waylaid and raped by ruffians? if Prince decides to send me back? But all these thoughts were set aside by the feeling of anger and a desire to retaliate.

I collected few of my belongings and some rupees I had brought with me and had kept with me. I pussy footed to the door and came out of the house. I started walking fast to the railway station. Baring few street dogs nobody crossed my path.

I reached my destination without any hitch and went to my friend's home. She was married since one year but her husband was in USA and she was waiting for her visa call. At the time she was living with hers in Anangpur. A year back she was deflowered by the King and was proud of it.

She was pleased to see me but dismayed on hearing my story. She said, "We have 24 hours at our disposal because the police will not do anything during first 24 hours even if your Mama reports you missing right now. The only person who can help you is the Prince Rativir who is hard to reach. Luckily my family is well known to his chief eunuch Reshama who will take us to the Prince."

But Reshama was also not easy to get. We had to wait two hours before she could see us. She heard my story and was furious at my Mama. She said that the Prince had no engagements for next three nights and will be glad to see me. Then she asked the million dollar question, "Will you allow him to fuck you? He does not force himself on any girl so the girl has to show her willingness. I suggest that you show your willingness and win his heart."

At this point my friend told Reshama the incident of Prince's school visit. Reshama was overwhelmed with joy. She scrutinized me from head to foot and said, " So, you are that girl, aren't you? No wonder he remembers you." She felt for my breasts and continued, "You had impressive tits those days, didn't you? Many times he recalls you as 'that sweet little thing with beautiful breasts.' He will be very pleased to have you today."

Hearing this my heart went putty pat and I felt dizzy. Reshama said, "We have very little time. Let's get going. My dear, we will prepare you for the occasion. Don't be afraid, we are with you."

Preparation started with Reshama stripping me stark naked and giving me thorough examination including all the orifices of my body. Then I was wisked away by a group of maids to attend to my nails and give me a scented bath including shampoo and shaving of my pussy. My hair was done in pig tails as ordered by Reshama. Meanwhile she had contrived to get a school uniform of my size and an exact replica of the one I was wearing that fateful morning at school. She personally put it on me omitting the bra and the panty.

By that time it was dinner time but I could hardly eat anything due to anxiety. Reshama forced me to eat something light before leading me to Prince's chambers. It was nine o'clock at night

On the way she asked me, "This is your first time?"

I nodded yes.

She assured me, "Don't be afraid. He is very gentle."

On reaching his closed door Reshama knocked code knock. 

" Come in" came the order.

Reshama entered first followed by me. She closed the door.




Devine Defloration Ch. 03



Suddenly I was caught in huge wave of shyness. Even today I feel shy in telling you how and what my Prince did to me on that 'First night'. He has graciously agreed to tell you in his words what we did. So, here he is.

PRINCE RATIVIR SINGH:

Hi Folks,

Having read the story so far you must be knowing me somewhat. Hence I will pick up from where Juhi has left.

I was reading an article on wealthy 'poor' in India when there was a knock on the door. On my command, "Enter" it was opened by Rerhama. She entered with a girl in tow. They bowed low. 

I put aside the magazine and asked Reshama, " Whom have you brought, Reshama? Today is Thursday and you know I don't do deflorations on Thursdays, don't you?"

Reshama, " I do know, my Lord. But this girl here has come seeking your shelter against her guardian who has planned to sell her."

"And is willing to entertain me tonight? "

"More than that, my Lord, she wishes to join your harem."

"As a concubine?"

"Yes, my Lord."

"And you have checked her?"

"Yes, my Lord. She is clean."

"Who is she?"

"Someone you know, my Lord."

I was surprised but then I fully trusted Reshama. I put the magazine down and went to them out of curiosity.

Then I could see the girl properly. She was a schoolgirl in pigtails and uniform standing with head bowed down, chewing her lip. She darted one glance at me, blushed heavily and averted her face. Seeing an immature girl my surprise turned into irritation. I asked Reshama, "What is this, some kind of joke?"

Calmly she said, " No, my Lord. You know her."

I stepped up to the girl. With a finger under her chin I lifted her face and looked in to her big eyes. I had a vague recollection of having seen her somewhere bur could not remember where. I shook my head to clear the memory without effect.

Her eyes filled up with tears and she faltered. I grabbed her by shoulders and supported her. I could see goose bumps erupting on her skin. She recovered within few seconds. She cried silently.

I smiled, still gazing in her eyes wondering at the cleverness of these young girls to insinuate their way to me. Yet she looked genuine. Trying desperately to remember her I ran my hands down from her shoulders along her upper arms. That was when I noticed her incredible boobs because while going up and down her arms my fingers brushed on the outer parts of her breasts.

She had large breasts, large for the small frame of her body. The school uniform she was wearing was a size smaller. Her boobs were not adequately covered, their outer sides were playing peek a boo from under the square covering the front of her chest. Every time my fingers brushed them she shivered and brought out goose bumps. Seeing all this set my lund stirring. 

I remembered having seen such nice breasts on a schoolgirl many years ago, her name was Juhi. Suddenly there was light. She was Juhi, the girl who was standing before me. I said, "Juhi? Oh, but you are Juhi, aren't you? Only you possess such incredible breasts, none else."

At this she burst out crying and threw herself at me. She clung to me and bowled away. Collecting her in my arms I kissed her forehead and said, "There, there....calm down. The sky has not fallen yet."

After she settled down I separated her and lifted her face. She was overcome with shyness and tried to bury her face in my chest. But I held on taking her face in my hands. She closed her eyes and took her bottom lip between her teeth.

Now, when a girl starts chewing her lips it is an indication that her other lips, those between her thighs require attention.

I said, "Juhi, you have chewed your lip enough, now let me sooth it before we do anything else."

Knowing well what I was suggesting she blushed heavily and looked so innocent and enticing that I held her face in my hands and kissed her mouth.

It started as a mere peck, just lips touching lips, nothing more. But she shivered delicately. With her eyes closed she pouted her lips like a flower. Now, that was a clear invitation for a deeper kiss, How could I ignore it?

I opened my mouth and took in her 'flower' closing my lips over hers. I could feel her leaning on me and a fine tremor coursing through her body. When I left her face to gather her in my arms she did not withdraw her mouth. The sweet kiss continued. Feeling in addition her soft pliable body in my arms did things to my lund.

I caressed her pouted lips with the tip of my tongue and pried them open. Once her lips were unfurled she allowed my tongue to enter her mouth. Her lips closed over my tongue like a chut closing over a lund and sucked on it. A battle of mouths ensued involving lips, tongues and teeth with much out pouring of saliva. Down below my lund poured out equal amount of its own 'saliva'. For the time being we forgot the world round us. 

It was she who broke the kiss for air. Her breathing was strained and she was slumping down, I could feel her weight on my arms.

She looked at me and burst out giggling with a mouth swollen, suffused and slobbered with saliva, mine and hers. She appeared so sexy that my lund demanded immediate entry in her chut at the risk of spilling my load without fucking her.

With one track mind I lifted her in my arms, carried her to the bed and gently laid her on her back. I once again glued my mouth to hers in deep sensuous kiss while my hand captured one of her breasts. Mewling sounds came out from her throat.

I knew that she was a virgin and would require prolonged foreplay before I could actually fuck her. But my excitement had escalated rapidly and I was concerned that I may climax before my poor lund could enter her chut. I had a strong desire, therefore, to just lift her skirt, spread her thighs and ram my lund in her nubile pussy.

Some unknown hand held me from doing that. I proceeded rather slowly savoring every moment of foreplay aimed at rousing this beautiful virgin to high levels of passion. While kissing her I ran my hand over her covered breasts. She did not protest.

I unbuttoned her uniform, starting t her shoulders. Again she did not object.

I pulled the front square of her pinafore to reveal her thin white blouse trying to contain her heavy breasts. Once again my hand ran over both of them and encountered small hard peaks of her nipples. When my fingers touched them fine tremor ran down her body. I had to see those delectable boobs.

So I broke the kiss and lifted myself up. The blouse was thin and could not hide dainty little pink nipples and areolas. There was no bra underneath, thanks to Reshama. I lightly caressed the boobs . Juhi closed her eyes and bit her lip.

Having seen and felt those magnificent boobs of my dear Juhi I wanted them naked in my palms. To that purpose I went to the top button of her blouse. Juhi did not protest.

I went to the second one and my fingers touched her skin through the partly open neck and her hands clamped on the blouse. I stopped and said in a voice husky due to arousal, "Juhi, my dear, I have dreamed about this moment innumerable times. Please do not deny, let me make love to you. I know you are feeling shy but I cannot hold myself."

She was reluctant to let the blouse go. It took some time, a lot of cajoling and lot of teasing of the nipples before she relented. But by that time I had lost my patience. I did not wait to unbutton the blouse. Instead I pulled it up from the waistband of her skirt exposing her incredible breasts in their naked glory.

The sight of her nubile breasts was the last straw for me. My lund was desperate to enter her chut and I was blind with lust. I could not wait.

As a last warning I said, "Juhi dear, this is the last moment when you can turn around if you do not want to be fucked. Do you want me to go ahead and deflower you?"

She vehemently nodded her head in affirmative.

"Here we go," I said and mounted her. As I settled on her taking my weight on my elbows and knees Juhi instinctively spread her legs to receive me on her vulva. With widening of her thighs her skirt slithered up and bunched up around her hips and upper thighs. I shifted the skirt rest of the way to her waist; she helped by lifting her hips. Her lower tummy and cunt were exposed as Reshama had not allowed her to wear panty. Her hands flew to cover up her cunt.

I tried to remove her hands but she resisted strongly. Hence keeping my hand over hers I resumed kissing.

I kissed her sucking and biting her lower lip till her breathing became irregular and sighing. My fingers by then had succeeded in sneaking between hers and touching the vulva. Eventually she relented and allowed me to remove her hands and caress the bhos.

To my delight I found her pussy ready to get fucked, all wet, swollen and sensitive to touch. I ran my fingers along the length of labia, inside and outside, in the slit which was full of love juice and over and around the erect clitoris. She jerked her pelvis and removed my hand saying, " Please do not touch me there, it tickles strongly."

On my part my lund was more than ready. The crown had flared up and was drenched slick with its own love juice. I covered it by pulling down the foreskin over it and brought it to the cleft of her virgin cunt. I parted the lips of her cunt by rubbing in the blunt cockhead along the slit which was full of her love juice.

I lifted the mid section of my body. Holding the lund in my hand I pointed it in general direction of her bhos. My pelvis started gentle movements of fucking . The blunt head of the lund knocked at different parts of her bhos and suddenly hit up on the mouth of her chut. It snugly lodged itself in the narrow opening but only partially. I stopped moving my pelvis with a fear of dislodging it. 

At this point she contracted her chut. I felt the contraction on the cock head confirming its position on the mouth of her chut. I bore down a little and an inch of the cock head entered the tight vagina. I waited and lifting her legs I wound them around my waist. This resulted in the change in her pelvic tilt making the penetration easy. The lund jerked powerfully, the head thickened dilating the mouth of the chut.

I bore down with steady pressure from my pelvis. The cock head entered the chut smoothly till it met with the narrow ring of her hymen. 

Passing my arms round her chest I clasped her tightly on my chest and gave her a short but powerful stroke that sent about half the cock inside of her nubile chut.

The pain must have been severe because she let out a shrill " Aaaiiiiiii...." from her throat. She became stiff for a while and her pelvis moved as if to escape the assault of the lund. A thin shin of perspiration covered her body. Tears welled up in her eyes.

On my part I could feel the narrow ring of the hymen forcing the foreskin up from the crown before breaking, The going was so tight that I stopped pushing in for the fear of injuring myself. I waited for her pain to subside and her chut to relax a bit to ease the coming and going of the lund.

Soon she recovered and relaxed visibly. She awarded me with a shy smile even before her tears dried. I asked solicitously, " Are you alright?"

She nodded yes. 

"Do you feel any pain now?"

"There is some burning there but no pain."

"Contract your muscles and see what happens."

"Like this?" she asked while squeezing the lund with internal muscles. I had to fight the strong urge to push the whole lund in her chut. Few minutes now, I told myself. I asked, " What does your pussy say? Any pain, discomfort?"

Without waiting for her answer I had already started easing the lund slowly in her sweet vagina. When she denied pain I rapidly pushed it in to the hilt. A pleasure wave bloomed out of my cock to spread all over my body. She shivered delicately. I announced, "With my lund into your chut I, Prince Rativir officially accept you, Juhi Prabhusevak as my concubine, so help me Mahadev Shankar."

As I bent down to kiss her there came voice of Reshama, " Bravo, Bravo, my Prince. May Bhagavan Shankar give you long life and put power in your pecker to fuck all the virgins that come to you and more."

With the lund fully ensconced in the vagina we again remained motionless for few minutes to savor the taste of full penetration. My heart was overwhelmed with a feeling the like of which I had never experienced before. Here was a delicate nubile girl who had endured pain to receive a part of my body into the deepest recesses of her body to pleasure me. I showered light kisses on her face, neck shoulders and wherever I could reach even as her small hands caressed my back and buttocks going up and down.

After lovingly enjoying the intimacy for some time I felt fluttering of her chut on my lund. The time for pumping her was ripe. I lifted my pelvis drawing out couple of inches of the cock. She immediately put her hands on my buttocks as if to stop me from pulling out. 

I stopped moving and said, "Do not worry, dear. I am not withdrawing completely. I am going slowly so that your sweet little chut gets used to my lund. I will now reenter. Watch."

She relaxed passively while I slowly sunk the lund in her chut. The sailing was smooth because of the love juices from both the lund a well as the bhos. The lund throbbed several times and the vagina reciprocated. Juhi looked at me and blushed heavily.

I pulled out again a little more this time and slid in. I continued fucked her likewise with slow strokes using more and more length of the cock. In short time I reached a stage when I pulled out and pushed in all the eight inches of my rod.

There was delicious feeling in the lund which was enhanced by rubbing of the cock head with the velvety walls of the vagina. Periodically the sweet sensation from the lund would run up and down my spine. Every motion of the lund gave me an illusory impression of mushrooming of the cock head and thickening of the shaft.

With an intent of bringing her to a couple of orgasms before shooting my load I set on a rhythm of deep slow fucking. The going was tough for me because of her narrow vagina and my thick lund. Withdrawals were easy yet her cunt appeared being pulled out with the lund. It was during insertion that I had to be careful. At the start when I applied pressure her cunt would cave in before the lund could enter the chut. It would come to level once the lund is in.

As a result intense pleasure was generated both in the lund and in her cunt (that is what she told me later on). Our excitement rose by the second. With the escalating arousal her chut became more and more pliable allowing me to fuck her with progressively increasing speed and force of my thrusts. While my lund soon reached the point of no return, being a nubile female she was nowhere near her orgasm.

After about five minutes I gathered her in my arms and turned over bringing her above me. I made her straddle my thighs while still being impaled on my lund. She was a quick learner and picked up the tempo like a pro. Initially the lund plopped out a couple of times but then she learned how far to lift the pelvis to keep the lund in. She also learnt the technique of 'rail roading' the vulva on the cock lying on the tummy which directly stimulates the love bud.

While she was astride me with her vagina filled to the capacity with my lund I removed rest of her clothes. She felt very shy and covered her face with her hands. That left bare her beautiful breasts.

My mind was captivated by her breasts. They were magnificent perfect hemispheres covered with creamy white velvety thin skin through which could be seen veins of blue color. In spite of their size there were no signs of sagging. Each was topped with sepia colored areola of an inch in diameter and centered by raisin like delicate nipple. At the tine both the breasts were very firm due to engorgement while the areolas and nipples were puffed up.

As soon as they were freed they were captured in my palms, my thumb and forefinger picking up the nipple on either side. I gave them a squeeze and pinched the nipples. Juhi stopped jumping up and down, gyrated her pelvis and bent forwards bringing her boobs to my mouth. I kissed each breast and sucked on both the nipples. But she could not tolerate my sucking and removed the nipples from my mouth.

Sitting upright once again she resumed her fucking my stiff rod. Luckily the quantity of our combined love juices was sufficient for easy excursions of the lund even when it was a tight fit. As a novice Juhi was doing good. However as her arousal increased so did her exhaustion. Her strokes faltered both in force and rhythm. Her breathing became strained as a combined effect of excitation and exertion. I asked her to stop.

With my hands on her shoulders I brought her down on my chest. Her breasts flattened out on my chest. I collected her in my arms and kissed her deep and long setting her chut aflutter. That is when I flipped over and brought her under me. Promptly she lifted her legs and widened her thighs.

The first thing I did was to give her few fast strokes, each stroke like stabbing her cunt with the dagger of my lund. My mons hit her vulva with a slapping noise and the force of the jerk shook her body like a rag doll. She cooed Ah and Oh and Unh with each beating.

I wanted to see her bhos spread open by my lund. I stopped pumping, lifted up my upper body on my arms and looked below where we were joined. All I could see was mons kissing mons. I pulled out almost half of the lund and tilted her pelvis. The picture changed as in a kaleidoscope. 

I could see her engorged clitoris at the front end of the crack which was spread wide by my lund. The bigger labia thick and fleshy were snuggled on two sides of the shaft. They met in midline when the lund was completely taken out and opened up with the entry.

I said, "Look down, Juhi. See how your small cunt swallows my lund."

At first she vehemently shook her head and closed her eyes.

"Alright," I said, "I am pulling out." And started doing so. Immediately she pulled me to her crotch with her hands on my butt. I went in and said, "Have a look, you will like it." 

She relented and lifted her head. While we were looking I pulled out the whole lund and re entered in slow smooth motion. The sight was so erotic that the lund had a spate of rapid throbbing. Her vagina did the same.

I resumed fucking slowly, but in speed only, not in force. The reason was a built up in my lund threatening to burst out any minute. Juhi in her excitation continued squirming, rocking her pelvis every other way, and milking the lund with her vagina.

I am proud of my pecker that it fought a valiant fight for not less than an hour. Ultimately it succumbed to the gentle ministrations of her nubile vagina. It burst like fireworks spreading scintillating stars of ecstasy all over my body. I pushed the lund to the deepest and flooded her narrow vagina with heavy load of my semen delivered in the form of uncounted jets. With each jet the lund jerked powerfully and increased in girth and hardness considerably.

Juhi climaxed while I was passing through the storm. Later on she informed me that the trip over occurred due to repeated dilatation of her chut by the jerking lund while jetting. She was drowned in a huge wave of ecstasy arising from her clitoris which was also gripped in a fit of jerking like my penis.

We descended to the earth together, breathless but glowing with satisfaction. She tried to avert her face but I held it and smothered her with thousand kisses. Surprisingly she responded by kissing me in return. When I tried to ease my weight from her she with her knees moved away my knees and with her elbows pushed away my elbows. She said, " I like your weight, Pyare."

We remained locked for long time savoring the post orgasmic fluttering of sensitized lund and equally sensitized vagina and clitoris. An urge to pee made us to disengage.




Devine Defloration Ch. 03



Coming out of bathroom we went to sleep in each other's arms, naked.

JUHI :

That is how I ended up in the welcoming arms of my Prince. Later on I heard that my Mamu was sued and convicted of some crime he committed and that he lost all of his wealth. Bad or good, I felt for him and Mami but could not do anything for him.

The Prince has provided me with well furnished spacious quarters complete with a small garden. He engaged private tutors to teach me English, Maths, History, Music and cooking. I am fortunate that he has so much confidence in a simple girl like me.

He hardly contacts me during the day unless he wants my opinion, advice or guidance on something. I also keep at a respectable distance addressing him as "My Lord" in presence of others.

Nights are heaven. From "My Lord" he becomes "Pyare". The way he calls me 'Juhi' raises goose bumps on my body. He plays beautiful melodies on the eight inch long flute hanging between his thighs. He is never tired of enjoying my body. He has fucked me in every conceivable way, traditional and modern. He says that the lund belongs to me while the bhos and chut and boobs are all his.

He is physically very strong and has tremendous staying power. Besides me he fucks his other concubines, all to their satisfaction. Time and again he calls in more than one girl and engages in threesome or foursome. On rare occasion he entertains a special guest or an old friend with one or two concubines from his harem except me, of course.

If you by chance happen to be on this side, please be our guest. I will persuade the Prince to allow me to 'serve' you; it will be my pleasure.