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A Mischief Ch. 01

By: selva1967



I am not at all a regular writer, but writing for the first time for literotica. The incidents written by me are not fictional and I was involved in all these incidents with the names and places changed. 

I was at the age of 22, when this happened. I, Kamala, was brought up in a typical town in India, which may be described as a big village and we all girls during vacation used to go to relatives house in nearby city. During study holidays for the College PG exams, I went to my uncle's home for the vacation. He is the younger brother of my father working in a private firm and he is highly wealthy when compared to our family.

My uncle and aunt lived in a big house at the heart of the city and they had only one son who was then in college second year in UG three years younger than me. His name is Kumar and he was well built with 5' 11" height, broad shoulders with wheatish complexion. He used to tease me that am a village girl and make me cry often.

My aunt asked me to wash the utensils and then the clothes. When washing I found underwear of my brother also in the heap. With a little bit shy, I took it for wash and noticed some stains in the front side. I did not know what it was, so asked my aunt what is this. She simply scolded me and do wash without disturbing her sleep. 

In the evening when my cousin brother, Kumar came home, I asked about it to him. He smiled mischievously and told that he will say it next day morning, after my uncle and aunt set out for some function. I have to introduce myself at this time, a beautiful village type girl with necessary curves, will be the apt word as told by my friends.

When my uncle and aunt went out, Kumar came to me and told me to repeat the question. I asked him why there was a stain in front side of his underwear. He immediately took one more underwear and showed it to me with the same stain. But it looked somewhat fresh, so I curiously said yes. He told me to touch and smell it and I did. It was somewhat sticky and smelled good. Then I asked to tell me what it is.

He began to laugh and criticize me ' you are a college girl going to third year and does not know what it is. Do not tell lies.' I was confused and requested to say. He told that it needed some practical knowledge and asked me whether I was very eager to know it. 

I was in wearing my blue sari and a matching blouse showing my beauty without any doubt. My boobs were not large but at the correct size with pride posing straight like two small mountains and my abs also in exact shape so as to make all even older people to look back. My legs were long as I was 5' 7" height which is above normal in our area.

Kumar was wearing a half pant and a T-shirt showing his well built muscles. Half pant was tight with a clear projection in between his thighs. His voice was husky and male and I was always interested in talking to him.I asked him what practical it would be. He came near and held my cheeks with his hands and looked deeply into my eyes; his breathe was warm and I could feel it. Suddenly, I was having some strange feelings I could not explain and my body started to heat up. He gently kissed me in my cheek and advanced towards my lips. 

Just then I noticed that he had locked the front and back doors already and there was no possibility of anyone coming at that time. I wanted him to stop but could not say or move from him. His lips had to be very much experienced as they moved nicely and trickily to my lips. I could not resist as it was feeling good and at the same time fearing that he may even beat me if I did so. His lips touched mine and there was great arousal in my body especially between my thighs, I had not felt so far. 

He immediately stopped kissing and moved away. I was simply stranded and felt ...... as I was lifted to heights and suddenly dropped nowhere. Simply sitting on the couch, he asked me to bring water from the fridge. My legs struggled to move and in despair I brought him water. After drinking, he asked how it was and with myself blushing it was clean to him that I enjoyed the mischief. Akka, meaning elder sister, he told I was inexperienced and could not cope up with him, so, 'go and study something' and with that he ignored me.

I was dumbfounded and went to the room allotted for me and sat on the bed. My body was aching for something and unable to refrain, my right hand without my intention was in between my thighs over sari. That felt too good to me and reminded the words described by my friends about playing in the private area, so far not even thought doing myself. 

I could not concentrate on anything, so came out slowly without making any noise to the living room where my younger brother was sitting on the couch. He was not distracted by me and with a jolt I saw him doing something, what I attempted in the room. 


He had removed his T-shirt and the pant was down to ankles. His right hand was moving steadily over something I could not see from behind. So I stepped without any sound and went to the side of the couch. He was holding his thing and working out. I had seen small boys in my place as it was common for the small ones to roam without underwear. The thing between the legs will be protruding like beans and I used to tease them. 

But what I saw was amazing, it was nearly for a length of forearm and as thick as a rod and he was working his hands to and fro on it. It was a beauty to watch as I observed it without disturbing him. At the same time my hand went again between my thighs and it was feeling so nice there. 

He was deeply involved in his action with eyes closed and my hand slowly lifted my sari and petticoat and entered into the prohibited area inside my panty. So far not teased lips were then in a swollen stage and some juice was felt by hand. Totally unaware so far about these things, I was wondering whether I was doing the forbidden act that too very shameful, lustily looking at the act done by my younger brother.

Suddenly I heard, 'that's good this is what I told practical', the voice of Kumar. As I enjoyed myself with pleasure, didn't notice that he was observing my act with a broad smile. Suddenly, dropping my petticoat and sari, trying to adjust myself to the reality, I stood there caught by Kumar unable to move. He with his husky voice asked me why stopped. He was continuing the act casually in front of me and it was again shock to me that my eyes were fixed on his thing intentionally and longing for something to happen.

In a flash of a moment I regained my composure and rushed to my room. I heard behind a seductive laughter from my brother. I wandered inside my room, laid on the bed unable to control my whirling desire. The huge erection of a young thing of my younger brother moving in his hand was running as a show in my mind. I dared not to go to the living room and face my brother.

Suddenly, I got it .... yes the sticky stain in the underwear.. oh my god, I was such a stupid to ask a question to him and more than that, touched and smelled before him. Shame after shame gripped me and the show again came to my view totally changing shame into lust. All the stories told by my friends regarding the love act between a male and female and the same performed by the individual themselves began to take a slide show before me.

Even when the show and slide show were running, there was a strange words from inside, 'oh god! how a elder and responsible sister think about her own younger brother and his thing – cock.' To my bewilderment, the kiss got from him and the scene just seen flashed back into my mind. The size of the cock as big as that of a horse moving in the hand, released a fresh stream of warmth in between my thighs – pussy. The purpose of two things were now running in the back of mind, I wanted to run back into the living room and show him everything and beg him to do it for me. 

As I tried to stand from my bed, one hand was gently on my shoulder pressing me to sit back. I understand that he was also in the same state as myself and could not resist from coming into the room as I wanted to go to the living room; without any word, I sat back on the bed and expected him to make move; at last the desire won.

His hand slowly caressing my shoulder, came to the front over my saree and blouse covering one half; oh my goodness.... his hand was very large for a teenage; easily covering one side with a slender touch, my nipples began to grow eternally as I saw them protruding painfully over the blouse without bra. Proudly I did not wear any bra for most of the time as they didn't need any support. He also might have noticed it; his palm was now covering one side. The touch of his hand over the saree and blouse onto my nipples made me moan immediately; was surprised to hear he also moaned and that was because due to the jerk my back touched his exposed, enlarged and much endorsed organ.

His hand gently squeezed the right boob as standing behind me and I was rubbing his throbbing member by my back.

       The most important matter to be informed is am describing this incident after nearly 20 years to my beloved husband.....

To be continued..

A Mischief Ch. 02



His hand gently squeezed the right boob as standing behind me and I was rubbing his throbbing member by my back.

This was the end of chapter 01. For the readers who had not read the first chapter, he is Kumar aged 19, well built with 5' 11" height, broad shoulders with wheatish complexion and all above that a loveable guy with husky male voice and well hung member.

I, Kamala aged 22, a beautiful village girl with necessary curves, in post graduate second year. My boobs were not large but at the correct size with pride posing straight like two small mountains and my abs also in exact shape so as to make all even older people to look back. My legs were long and add beauty as I was 5' 7" height which is above normal in our area in India.

He is my cousin, younger brother studying in college under graduate course. I came to his home during my study holidays. My uncle and aunt had gone out for a function.

I felt his warm breath in my cheek while he was gently biting my ear lobes. The same act he had done just before, his lips perfectly awakening me and moved towards my lips. I got a kiss right on my lips for the first time and he maneuvered well and aroused me a lot.

''Kamala, just open your mouth"

I responded as per instructions and his tongue entered and whirled in my mouth creating an ecstasy and itch between my thighs right point, think clitoris in the pussy. His right hand was now palming my right breast while the left hand came to the vacant area between my blouse and petticoat. 

"Stand up and turn to me"

I obeyed sincerely and felt his member in the navel as his hand had lowered my saree along with petticoat and I could sense my pubic hair being gently touched by his fingers.

"Kumar", I said, "this is too much for me and unable to cope up with the burning desires, so please do it fast."

With again a mischievous smile, "sister, you are really hotter than expected and now ready for the practical. Is it?"

"Yes", I whispered and now looked into his face with some courage. "I haven't expected it will be so nice and tempting".

"Good, now what do you want me to do?", asked Kumar.

"I don't know, but I had heard only and not even seen any acts like this so far. What will you do to me now?"

"I am going to open your blouse and free your breasts."

In spite of all my lust, desire, eager whatever you call, there came some feeling that, it was wrong for a sister to do these indifferent activities with her brother may be younger or older. I began to feel nervous.

I was a customary village girl, ofcourse with some burning inborn desires, but my conscious insisted me not to allow him to have direct physical contact and instead allowed to have some compromises. 

The advices, of many elders to keep me pure until marriage or otherwise it will be a shame to me, began to creep in my mind above all things happening to me.

With lust on one side mounting heavily and the customs of our culture cautioning me, I tried to cut down my emotions. I wanted to experience the pleasure without damaging my future.

"Oh! No, you should not see them as they are the treasures of my future husband. So without opening you do anything"

He looked deeply into my eyes. "Then I will wait until you say what you want. Ok", with that he began to knead my protruding nipples with both the hands and at the same time his big palms were squeezing the boobs. 

I moaned and an electric wave ripped through me. "your kiss had done something and with my boobs now enjoying full attention from you, I think am wanting more than that supposed to", as I said, his hands began to work their way superbly and the erotic situation, made my breathe fast.

"You are sexier, having most beautiful body and I always dreamt of doing this with you. I got the chance today, but will make you beg for it"

Wanting more at the same time thinking it was incest, I waited for his next move but told him, "No chance, my little boy, am in control, but you can do any thing without opening my clothes."

"Ha! Ha!", he simply laughed with his husky male voice, "I had seen so many like you, sister. Finally they did what I said. Do you know?"

The skills of his lips, hands and his actions made me think that he was an experienced lad, but I could not believe my ears. "Don't tell lies, brother, I cannot be fooled."

He gently moved in a dancing manner holding my hips and made gestures of doing the forbidden act with his hands all over my body. Suddenly, I moaned soundly and feared that somebody on the road might have heard it. "Your hands are on my pussy over my saree and petticoat and trying to invade over the clothes. It makes me feel that you are fucking, it is so nice", I murmured to him with some expectation.

"Look down sister, it is not my hand," said Kumar.

"Oh! My god", when I looked down, it was the mushroom head of his enormous cock in exact position trying to enter me there.... and he had achieved it by rotating me in the dancing pose. Unable to control myself, "brother, it is there.., feels so good, but do not open the clothes" that was to be exactly said as fumbling voice that could be achieved.

"Is it? That's all. All your games ended there itself," the eager voice of my husband brought me to ground.

To remind you the situation, I am describing these things to my husband after nearly 20 years, made my husband to an eager listener than an angry person, to my great surprise.

At this time my beloved husband, Raja, needs to be described to you. I got married at the age of 23 the next year after this episode, to my uncle, younger brother of my own mother, as it is customary in our area. He owned a big jewellery shop in our town and nearly 14 years elder at the time of marriage. He was an average villager more or less equal to me in height. The heavy work so far had taken a toll and he was bulky with slight belly.

He was very happy to marry me as it was his dream. I enjoyed the life as I was provided with enormous wealth and love by my husband. The only deprived thing was intimate sex. 

Now at the age in fifties, he began to feel some guilty that he had wasted my life. One day he said, "Kamala, I love you so much, but think I hadn't done any thing special for you?" 

I said, "After nearly 20 years of married life, now we are in a highly wealthy and comfortable stage than I bargained for. So I am grateful to you."

"No, I don't mean it. Be frank to my question dear. Are you really satisfied with me?"

I didn't expect him to say about the sexual part of life and so, "My dear husband, you are very kind to me with love and affection and saved me from poverty. You had looked after me very well also, then why you are asking these types of questions."

"No, Kamala, now I want to tell you the truth so far hurting me. I was involving myself in business more than looking after you,.... hmm, ... in terms of sex, I think so."

I was shocked to hear the word from my innocent and very loving husband. "No dear, in our country the duty of wife is to satisfy the husband, become a mother and then looking after children. You had made me a mother by giving me our child, Mohan, a very good boy, now studying in college. Am really proud to be your wife," was my immediate reply.

He seemed to be little bit uncomfortable and wanted to say something, but hesitated. "Ok, we will talk it on another day," he completed.

On one Wednesday evening, we both were alone at home, our son had gone out to meet his friends, my husband began to start the same topic. "Kamala, you have to promise me to tell me the truth", he said.

I was totally confused, but said, "Sure, I will, but what do you want me to say about?"

"Regarding our sex life, from the first night itself"

"It is not correct to talk about it, dear"

"Talking to husband that too when he is asking, should be replied promptly without any inhibitions, ok"

"I was satisfied and truly love you"

What my husband told me was a shock "I think you were not a virgin at the time of our first night. Am I correct?"

All my motions including thinking were halted suddenly. "hm... why do you think so?", I asked in a feeble voice.

"I saw the eagerness in your eyes initially and after the show was over, the despair also", he said calmly.

"So what do you mean?"

He looked deeply into my eyes and said, "My member is not a big one, I know, but it went inside your pussy very easily without any obstructions. The used one will be like that according to my knowledge."

"Oh! No", I shouted out of total fear and was unable to control, begged him, "Please dear, do not think so and don't let me."

Now he again calmly said, "I know that you had an affair with your brother and you enjoyed it very much. One day when I told you that I had to go to the city and would come on the next day only. Do you remember?"My head began to swing. On that day my brother came home, stayed with me and went on the next day before my husband arrived.

With tears rolling down, "yes, .....", I humbly said.

"Actually I returned around 9 pm on that day itself. While entering the house, I heard voices of you and your brother. Simply hiding me looked around until morning; I went out and came after Kumar left."

I fell on his feet and began to begged, "Sorry, extremely sorry for that, please forgive me. Don't throw me out. I will be true hereafter, please."

"Look at me. Am I in anger? I might have done that on the day itself, but I didn't because I love you so much and don't want to spoil our family name and of course my future also."

He lifted, hugged and consoled me. "At first I was in anger, despair and everything in the world. Then calmly thought about the situation, your age, beauty, body desires and above all I know that I can't make you pregnant."

Shocked, dumbfounded I was unable to believe the words told by him, which means, my son Mohan is not his son. With shaking words, "you mean you know that you can't make me pregnant and watched all the scenes" and again began to cry.

He calmed me down and said, "I was watching with interest and it was a great turn on for me watching my wife fucking her brother. Throughout I enjoyed the scene and happily accepted your son as my son."

The incident happened during the second year after marriage and after that only my son was born. I didn't know the fact, but now able to understand why my son was blessed with a well hung one, even when he was very young. But I haven't seen him naked for years.

I looked down unable to face him and thinking about the impact of the act with total fear. I was totally upset and unable to speak anything, but there was a slight hope as he still loves me. 

"Don't worry, dear, I love you so much and had already accepted you even after seeing that. I am happy that it was within our family and will be a secret. So now tell me the truth, how everything happened."

In great distress, I began to tell him the sequence of events, but with disbelief I watched the involvement, eagerness, interest shown by him when the incidents so far were narrated by me.

With a sound laugh, he said, "Now tell me fully" and repeated the question "Is it? That's all. All your games ended there itself."

Seeing him in a good mood, I regained my strength, blushed and said, "Actually I was in control and wanted to end the show safely at the same time with enjoyment. But Kumar was more than enough for me."

He showed me the large head of his organ trying to enter in to my juicy pussy over sari, petticoat, panty and it aroused me to newer heights.

He began to grind in the dance and I could feel his member advancing and making me feel great pleasure. My body was out of my control, I whirled, moaned and wave after wave of electricity was passing from the centre of gravity to my entire body. I felt my pussy convulsing and exploding ample number of times, needing further badly.

I think it went on for nearly half an hour; my brother was grinding me over dresses. Suddenly, he began to move fast thrusting inside deeper. I felt his hands were shaking and his member was trembling. He stopped and held me tight. I could feel his hot fluid wetting my dress and even my pussy. Oh! God! he had cum on me. 

The final thrust and his member's final moments brought me full enjoyment never even dreamt and my pussy was releasing endlessly. He held me for nearly five minutes, but his member withdrew and began to soften.

I looked down at his member; it was more than 6 inches long with more girth even after it became placid. When erect it might be more than 9 inches and I think even my big hands could not encircle fully. Nearly one third might have gone inside me beyond my sari, petticoat and panty.

He said, "Sister, I think this is enough for the day, but you must know one thing. This act over the dress itself made you mad. Think if it is done actually. Only one third inside had made you to have series of orgasm. If it is fully in your pussy with full thrust, I think you will not forget it for ever."

He paused for a moment and said, "But you have to wait for the chance whether it may or may not come. I won't be left alone like this and somebody will be around in the home. So take a good decision and come to my room without any dress, if you really want it, otherwise just relax. Ok," Kumar said to me and went out of my room leaving me.

My husband intervened, "What did you do? Did you go there naked in need of his cock in your pussy even before marriage, that too of your younger brother?"

I had now completely regained my composure as encouraged by my husband. With a mischievous smile, I asked him "Do you think that I went into his room naked showing him your treasures and allowing him to handle even before offering to my husband? If so, what will you say?"

My husband in soft voice said, "Please dear, I am very eager to hear what happened next in your voice."

"Ok I will tell you what happened, you please forgive me," with these words I continued.

I could not stand as my legs were shaking. Sitting on the bed I thought of his words, "This act over the dress itself made you mad. Think if it is done actually. Only one third inside had made you to have series of orgasm. If it is fully in your pussy with full thrust, I think you will not forget it for ever."

I know that my aunt and uncle would be returning home around 6 p.m. only and then the time was 11.30 a.m. I was left with more than six hours to decide. I tried to calm down and think seriously about the implications. 

I went near the full size mirror in the room and examined me. My blouse looked awesome as kneaded by my brother's hand, there was still some pain in the boobs but was overtaken by the pleasure. The nipples were still hard. My bottom half was in mess and the sticky cum was clearly seen. 

Raising my petticoat, I lowered my panty and looked at the pussy. It was happy, it seemed, molested by a super cock of a superb brother. I touched the enlarged lips of the pussy which was still convulsing and so far untouched clitoris was shaking. My fingers easily went into the entrance opened by the beautiful cock and pussy was very juicy. 

My imagination set fast and I was wondering how it will be if the full member entered here. My body began to long for it and my fingers were moving fast in and out of pussy. Again I collapsed as another orgasm came in a flash and was unable to believe what I did. I was totally engrossed by pure lust for the real fuck immediately by my younger brother, as I might not get another chance. The entire mind was full of one thing ... heavenly fuck.

My legs began to move faster than my mind and was awakened by the voice of Kumar, "I had asked you to come naked and not with dress."

I was blinking and found that I was in Kumar's room without conscious. He was sitting naked at the same stage and I could see the member was glistening with juices and sitting proudly on the edge of the bed in between his legs, not allowing my eyes to drift from it.

"If you want you must come naked, otherwise return to your room," he said to me with husky voice.

I told him, "It is not fair to do so. I am not used to that. Moreover, now I can allow you to do whatever wanted. So please don't say like this."

"You said that you won't show me and I should not remove cloths as they are for your future husband. But I want to fuck you naked only and before that you should do whatever I say and should be kept secret. If you accept stay here, ok," Kumar said sternly.

I was left with no options, so, "ok brother, I obey whatever you say and keep everything secret."

"Come here and kneel down before me."

I did so and his glistening member was just in front of me with odour I smelled in the morning.

"I will remove your cloths," with these words he gently removed the pin in my sari and let the loose end fell into the ground.His eyes were on my proud boobs and erect nipple. 

Then, he began to unhook my blouse and I went breathless. Slowly from bottom he unhooked one by one wanting to have a full view. Finally my boobs were set free and the chill air touched the naked skin and made me shudder. He cupped each one in his hands, gently squeezed and his thumbs played with the nipple. I left out a soft moan.

"Now, stand up sister, I want to remove the blouse totally," Kumar said softly and I obeyed. My boobs were near his face and my future husband's treasures were seen and touched by my younger brother. He removed blouse and sari. The knot in my petticoat was also removed and it fell into the ground made me stand only with a soaked panty right in front of eager eyes of Kumar.

"Hey look at your nipple, it is upright. Look down at your panty, it is full of your juices. Think you are now mad enough to allow me to remove the panty also. Is it not?"

At the final moment, a feeble voice inside me said, "Now also it is not over, you can retreat and save you." Before I could do any thing his right hand touched my pussy over panty and massaged it. He then smelled his hand, "It is so sweet to touch your pussy and your juices smell good," and with it he lowered my panty to my knee.

There was no chance to me as his hands touched the lips of pussy, one finger playing with clitoris and three more fingers entering, I came almost immediately in his hands and was totally at his mercy.

"Now you tell me sister, shall I fuck you with my young cock? Make yourself sure and should not blame me in future," he said with his husky voice with his trade mark mischievous smile.

I heard my voice saying, "Please brother I want you inside me as deep as possible. Take everything I am having whenever, wherever you want. I am fully at your disposal. Please don't delay," to be frank begging.

"This is what I told you early that I will make you beg for me," he laughed soundly and asked me to raise my legs to remove the panty. As I bent to help him remove my panty my boobs were on his head and he kissed my navel while removing. My whole body was in ecstasy and his kiss in my navel made me shiver with pure lust.

"Now kneel before me"

Again the close view of his member was seen by me, like a small baby seeing its new toy. He said, "Touch it and take it in your hands."

What I could not have done or thought of it even in the morning, I did take his member in my hand. It was soft, but I could not fully encircle. "Work on it as I did." I tried to play like him but due to inexperience I fumbled.

"No, hereafter you should not leave it. It should be either in your hand or in mouth or in pussy."

I was unable to hear those words, so I said, "Please, no brother, you do anything you want."

"You must accept what I say, ok, now take it and suck my juices and by working with hand and mouth make it erect."

Out of shear lust, I took it and the mushroom head was right near my lips and he pressed my head towards it. As I did not open my mouth, my lips were with his juice. He applied further pressure on back of my head and his cock slid into my mouth and I tasted his juice. 




A Mischief Ch. 03



This was the end of chapter 02.

He asked me a question to enlighten my sex life. "Dear, I hope with your body still in good shape, your pussy will be longing for a young rock hard cock. Your brother can't be invited as he is out of our country. It will be a shame if it is done outside, as one or other day it may be exposed. But I want you to enjoy life fully for which you must have active exciting sex. So give me an option for finding one person like your younger brother, who will be able to fuck you hard that too in front of me."

With that we went to do our routine work after hugging and kissing each other passionately.

Suddenly, something flashed in my mind and will be in Ch. 03. If you can guess, you are absolutely brilliant. 

For the readers who had not read the first two chapters, he is my husband Raja in 50s and I, Kamala in 40s, a beautiful village woman with necessary curves. My boobs are 36DD full with pride, posing straight like two mountains and my abs also in exact shape so as to make all younger or older people to take a look again.

Last year, in a function I met my classmate as well as cousin, Selvi, who is in adjacent village. She was a naughty girl in our friends group and always talked about sex. She is also as beautiful as me. Her husband is working abroad and her son, Mohan, is also in teens as my son. The incidents involving her with her family members as described by her came to my mind.

I express the words as said to me by Selvi in her words. "When I was young, I used to go to my uncle's house during weekend. My uncle's house is next to ours and he was an officer in the city. My aunt did not allow me home when uncle was not there. She and her only son Anand, who was nearly five years younger than me, were living in the house; they were richer than us. 

My uncle, tall, strong, well built, broad shouldered and with masculine voice used to come on weekends and bring tasty cakes and chocolates. He would give some to me also. In the garden, there is a Mango tree. One day my uncle was alone at home and he asked me, "Selvi, do you like mango?'". 

I said, "Yes uncle, will you give me one?" He told me, "I will give you many right now, so come to the garden so that we will fetch some from tree." I eagerly went with him and he fetched me one which was near from ground. I was much delighted. Then he said, "Climb up and fetch some more." I was afraid to climb, so he lifted me up and kept me in his shoulder. Even then the mango could not be fetched. 

So he said, "Selvi, stand on my shoulder and try to get mango." With careful balancing, I got two more. Then I noticed that my uncle's hand was in between my thighs to hold me and it felt something good. He said, "If you want more get or come down." While saying that, his hands were gently massaging there. Immediately, I tried to get down. He allowed me to slide down and my whole body was in contact with him. I was simply giggling.

He used to tease me even before that. Whenever my mom was giving me a bath naked near the washing stone in the backyard of our house, he would peep from the back yard of his house. One day, he came to the backyard where I was bathing he took the towel and dried me. While drying his hands caressed in the private areas and even gave a kiss there and I was giggling.

After that, whenever he came home, he made me to sit on his lap. While I was sitting his hands were roaming, caressing and pressing some places and I giggled and began to enjoy it. Slowly, that act was carried out frequently and he started kissing me, first in cheeks then in lips; I was giggling every time.

After years, he was bold enough to use me as an entertainer. One day, he took me to his room and removed all his clothes. I felt ashamed, turned back quickly and tried to come out of the room. But he caught me from back and I noticed something was pricking me in the back. He slowly raised my petticoat. "Now, sit down on my lap." I was unable to sit as that thing was pricking me. "Ok, I will adjust you to sit," saying that he parted my thighs. "Sit, I will hold you, slowly do what I say as a good girl."  

His thing was in between my thighs rubbing my private part and I slowly sat on his lap. That one was like that of horse, long, hard and with girth more than my arm. I saw the mushroom head near my chest and in its full glory the length was in contact with my part and thighs. "Good, now slowly stand and sit, holding it between your thighs," saying he began to move me up and down. 

His member was moving fast in between my thighs with full contact on my private part over the panty from the mushroom head to the base. After nearly half an hour, he said, "Selvi, move fast," and within minutes a gush of fluid was sprinkled on my stomach and dress. It was hot and sticky. He said in his husky male voice, "Selvi, how is it?"

I was not fully aware of the happenings at that time, as a village girl; even then it gave a mysterious pleasure to me as he was also caressing my top area. So, with shy words I replied, "I don't know." He said, "I will show you fully what it is, until then wait, Ok. Now go and wash yourself," he hugged me and gave a deep kiss on my lips. He became bold and played the same several times in the room, under the mango tree and one time in my house itself.

I was afraid, felt something strange and searched my mom to tell her the issue. My father and brother had gone away and I could not find her in the house. So I went to the backyard, climbed on the washing stone so that the side of the uncle's house would be visible. 

I was shocked to see uncle was doing the same act, but with my mom under the covers of the mango tree, where I was given treatment by him. The place was a safe one as it could not be seen from anywhere, but from the only location I was. My mom was not a great figure, but she was blessed with necessary curves, sagging big breasts at 40s. He was her cousin and younger by 5 years. To be frank, Uncle was squeezing her big breasts with his broad palms, as if to extract juice. I thought she was enjoying everything as both were moaning. I could not see the thing out, so it must have been somewhere inside my mom and now I know where it would have been. 

Suddenly she began to move fast and collapsed on him. Both of them relaxed, kissing and fondling each other. I could not move from the place and was watching them wondering how I would tell her about my problem. Uncle said, "After a long time, you are riding me, how do you feel." "Absolutely great and great pleasure to me," saying she kissed him enthusiastically.

"I have to tell you one thing," uncle hesitated a little bit and regaining his composure, spoke, "Selvi is also nice like you in doing this, but I told her to hold it between her thighs, as we do in our young age." To great surprise I heard mom saying, "Ok, she should also be grateful to you like me for giving such a wonderful incest pleasure, but she had not told me and hope she will not to anybody.""

Selvi was telling me the happenings with a great pleasure and broad smile. I, Kamala, was shocked to hear those things at that time. I could not believe but she was not a liar. We used to talk these private things at lunch time in the school and later at college.

Then she continued, ""So I dropped the idea of complaining to my mom and decided not to tell anybody forever. But you are a damn innocent cousin and close friend of me, I tell you these things. Whenever, my uncle got an opportunity he was enjoying both of us in the same style. 

My brother Ram and my uncle's son Anand became close friends. Both of them were playing hide and seek game with some small boys much younger than them in the garden, around the mango tree. 

They requested me to help them in the game. My duty as helper was to close the eyes of the catcher and count from 1 to 50, so that the others would be hiding. The catcher would sit on my lap and I have to close the eyes with my hand.

First one small boy was the catcher. Then, my younger brother, Ram was the catcher and he was sitting on my lap. Without any intentions, my thoughts went to my uncle's lap and the secret enjoyment I got there. At that time, I felt my brother leaning back and pressing my boobs. I thought it was accidental, but experienced the same again. I was dumbfounded and he got up as counting was over. 

The next time Anand was the catcher and he deliberately attempted the same and I was unable to stop it but instead enjoyed secretly. After the game was over, I realized both Anand and Ram only were the catchers for the balance part of game that lasted more than one hour and they had done it purposely and for which was also gave me a chill in the private areas. I remembered those days when I was peeping on Anand and Ram taking bath naked; both the hanging members were much bigger for their age.

Next day, Anand said, "Sister, we want you too join the game," and I accepted. Anand was the helper to close the eyes and when I was the catcher, he closed my eyes from behind, both were standing. I could feel the broad palm, much broader for his age.  

While counting, the hands pressed both my boobs for a split second and then closed my eyes. I felt a big drum, being beaten that too when kept on my chest as my heart was pounding and the sound reached my ears. While completing the counting, again both the hands cupped and released, he said, "They are beautiful, Ok, you go and find all."

Whenever, Ram was the catcher he found me first and I was made the catcher. Later I understood that Anand was telling him where I was hiding. Anand's hands got courage every time and instead of closing my eyes, he cupped there and gave a kiss in my cheek and said, "Nice, plentiful and spongy. But your nipples are rock hard, you know why." 

I was blushing, as he had found that I too was enjoying the act and turned on. In the last game also I was the catcher. That time, Anand cupped both boobs and began to massage gently while kissing me first on cheek and then in lips. I could not retaliate; think I was overwhelmed with delight. Suddenly, I found something was pricking me in the back. 

Before I tried to release from his hands, he cupped me strongly and was making the forbidden act of course with the dresses intact, only the petticoat lifted to waist high; his member was between my thighs, as that of his father on that day. I could feel the length and girth that too was like that of his father rubbing my pussy and moving between my thighs. I was able to see the mushroom head coming to sight in front of me even in the dim light of the evening. How long it took I didn't know. Like his father, he handled me very well, moved fast between my thighs and with a growl he held me strong. I felt his member pulsating and my stomach and dresses made drenched. "Thank you, dear sister; it is the nicest experience for me, think for you also. I had seen you many times on my dad's lap and I was dreaming to do the same and got it today. Again thank you." 

I was thunderstruck and all of a sudden something got into my mind. "Hey, where the others have gone," I shouted at him. With a grin in his face, "Your brother, Ram had taken them all. He and I planned this. Don't worry that game is already over." Startled, I left the place to my house to find patches of sticky things in the back of my petticoat. I changed my dress and washed it.

The night was sleepless and I thought everything happened which looked like a daydream. How my younger brother Ram united with Anand to do that to me, like my uncle did. That meant that he also wanted me as he already was leaning back to feel my sponge on that day. All those thoughts made me mad, but one thing was real -- I was enjoying all the incidents very much.""

Selvi's eyes were beaming when she told me these last lines. At that time only, I, Kamala was seeing the eyes of my younger cousin, Kumar, gleaming with great lust on me. So I also slowly made up my mind and told Kumar on the day to do with dress, but it went fabulous. 

Now, I am able to narrate every thing to my darling husband, what my cousin Kumar did to me. My husband also had nodded now everything. More than that, he had encouraged me to find a young partner within the family circle to make my sex life spicy.

So, first I decided to go to Selvi's house in the next village, in search of a helping hand and to tell her about my experience with my younger brother, Kumar and slowly open the ideas of my husband. 

With a lot of hope that she will give me a way out, I got into the bus and the travel is half an hour. While waiting for the bus and during travel my thoughts began to unfold. 

Selvi told me another day, ""I was taking bath and my mother alone was in the house. After taking bath, I covered myself with a towel and went into the room. I was taken aback to see a beautiful climax show. 

My mother was kneeling on the bed and my uncle was pounding her from back. Everything was clear to me including the slurp noise, moaning and the sagging boobs being processed. The in and out motion of the super cock into my mom's pleasure box with clear juices made me to stand at the entrance of the room and keep my right hand between my thighs. 

Suddenly, I saw my uncle observing me from top to bottom while doing favour to my mom facing other side. So I looked at me and was bemused to see the towel at my foot. 

While playing with my wet box, the towel might have slipped. Ashamed, I quickly bent, took the towel and ran back to bathroom. Unaware of all these things, mom came to the bathroom later. When I came out of the bathroom heard the sound of washing the fuck-place by mom. Coming to the room, I closed the door, stood before the mirror and had a pleasurable work out.

Whenever, we played the game, the same thing happened at the end and Anand was the man behind me. The thoughts of my uncle seeing me naked, doing the act over the dress and his son Anand doing the same rendered sleepless nights followed by hand made work outs in my wet box.

The unforgettable first incident happened and the creators were nothing but my own brother Ram and cousin Anand.""

Selvi gasped for a moment. I, Kamala was much more curious than any other day to know what, how and when. "Do you mean real fuck," my voice was shaky to spell the word, which kindled wetness inside my thighs. 

""Yes, it was," with eyes in state of dream she described, "Anand and Ram were having combined study in Anand's house. My mom and his mom had gone for a function. Ram called me from there, "Selvi, we are having a doubt in the lesson. Would you come and explain," I went there. They were studying in the room where I first felt the feel of my uncle's cock between my thighs. 

Both were sitting on the bed. I sat on a chair opposite to them and began to read the book and explain. After sometime, Ram said, "I will be back," and excused himself. I simply nodded and was deep in the book. 

When I looked up, my face turned red, head began to spin. Anand was sitting with his pants down to ankle and his long, strong, well hung and beautiful member was erect; the mushroom head was looking at me invitingly. Even at that time my mind compared the member of Anand with that of his father and confirmed that both were similar; I would be the only blessed girl to see and compare like that.

I felt his hands holding my hand, making me turn, lifting my sari and petticoat and suddenly I was sitting on his lap as on that day with his father.

He moved me up and down: his member was rubbing my pussy. "What a lucky pussy to see father and son in the same room," complimented Anand. But he didn't stop there. He slowly started to mount by raising and pushing me to the bed to stand as my mother was with his father. I felt the poor part being pushed and entered by the steel rod. I simply obeyed him. I was a sports girl and so I thought, with little pressure he had sent his half member in.He stopped there, "Sister, easy yourself. I know that I am the first conqueror of my little princess. It will give you an immense pleasure but with a little pain. Ok, relax." Slowly he got into rhythm and I was enjoying the act fully in an ecstatic mood. Nearly one hour might have gone, as he continued gently caressing, massaging and increasing the speed of the action. He cupped the two boobs so strong that I felt not only pain everywhere but also the ultimate pleasure. I was feeling the full movement of his member in my pussy, kneeling with my petticoat raised, panty sidelined and jacket and bra opened. 

My thoughts were roaming about my uncle who touched my private parts, saw me full naked, brushed my pussy with his rod, played with my spongy boobs, sprinkled his juices over me; but his son Anand was the first one to beat all records to enter my longing pussy to give the pleasure.

Everything went perfect. My pussy was convulsing ample number of times. He bent over me and started kissing my lips. I responded very well for each act. The climax I saw on that day involving my mom and uncle was repeated between me and Anand. I collapsed on bed with Anand on my back. His member was still in and it didn't seem to lose its girth. He hugged, caressed, kissed and helped me to get up and clean myself.""

Selvi was still in her dreamland and I, Kamala was not able to fully understand the show. But within days of hearing Selvi's experience from her cousin, I got it from Kumar, my younger cousin and he showed what a pleasurable work out -- the fuck -- that too when you get it from a young well hung, truly talented, much involved and a handsome boy that too your cousin, before or after marriage with consent from your husband or not.

After that, I got married and the pleasure talks were stopped. I have now planned to open the talk again by telling her, how my Kumar showed me the ultimate pleasure and the size of his member similar to that of her uncle and Anand, as said by her. I should surely tell her about how and by whom my son was born...

I have been brought to the world by the sound of the conductor and I am getting out of the bus with thoughts of all.

Let us meet in Chapter 04.



A Mischief Ch. 04



For the readers who had not read the first three chapters:

I, Kamala in 40s, am a beautiful village woman with necessary curves. My boobs are 36DD full with pride, posing straight like two mountains and my abs also in exact shape so as to make all younger or older people to take a look again.

I narrated every thing to my darling husband, what my cousin Kumar did to me. My husband also had nodded now everything. More than that, he had encouraged me to find a young fucker within the family circle to make my sex life spicy.

So, I decided to go to my cousin as well as classmate, Selvi's house in the next village, in search of a helping hand and to tell her about my experience with my younger brother, Kumar and slowly open the ideas of my husband. 

I have been brought to the world by the sound of the conductor and I am getting out of the bus with thoughts of all.

This was the end of chapter 03.

Selvi welcomed with great enthusiasm. She and her mom were in the house. Her father was no more and her brother, Ram is also abroad. Her son Mohan has gone for an excursion arranged by his college.

"Hi Kamala, you might have rung a phone to me so that I might have made some special dishes," she told me. 

"No, I wanted to give a surprise and am here to have something special from you," I replied with another meaning.

Her mother, my aunt also received me, "Baby, how are you." I said, "I am not a baby and am having a baby in his teens." "Ha! Ha! You are always a babe to me my dear," said her mom. 

"Good, let us have lunch first and we have to chat a lot." 

"Yes, sure," I said.

After lunch, her mom went to her room to take rest. First it has to be told all of you about her also. Even in her 60s she seems to be much young around 50s, may be because of active sex life she was having or she may still have, I don't know. Selvi's description about her mom with her uncle was running in my mind.

Selvi and I started to talk about our other friends and slowly I wanted to initiate the things. 

Instead, she with the same mischievous smile asked me, "How is your married life? You got married immediately after completing the Master Degree and we are unable to talk about our private things so far. Isn't it?

"Yes, I sure want to say. I missed a lot of spicy things which you might have told me."

"Hi! Friend, don't try to avoid my question. You first reply me -- how is your married life?"

I felt I was cornered, as I didn't want to narrate my experiences to her then. I was afraid that she might scold or mistook me. I thought she might have changed from those activities and lead a contented life. So if I told her about my aim of the trip, it might leave me in a wrong side.

"Please dear, I will tell you later. I had come here to hear about the experiences you might have got as you were married after nearly two years. Hi! you tell me ya, without any omissions. Ok," I turned the table on her.

I noticed the same dream in her eyes. My eyes were roaming over her. Like her mom she is also with great charisma and looked much younger than me. I tried to stop my imaginations.

"Ok, my innocent cousin and close friend. Those 2 years taught me many things. I have nobody except you to share those pleasant memories."

She slowly unfolded, "What was the last thing I told you?"

Blushing, I replied slowly, "With Anand in the room while he and your brother Ram had combined study."

She began to laugh. I got confused and asked her, "Why are you laughing?" 

She continued laughing and said, "I thought you are innocent but now think I may be wrong."

I could not stop wondering, "Selvi, what do you mean?"

In between laughing, "I was the person who got the experience from my younger cousin, Anand, but you remember better than me. Are you always thinking about it until now?"

I pretended to be in anger and said, "Ok, you need not tell me. Let us talk about something else."

"Ha! Ha! My dear Kamala, don't be angry. You want me to let you know what happened in those 2 years. Sure, I will now."

With her usual smile, she said, "Oh! My God, where to start, how to start and what to start. Everything was extraordinary and went great."

I was not surprised as I expected, but became more impatient to know what, how, when and also where.

"Hear me my dear, I will tell you everything," she paused for a moment and looked deeply into my eyes. I immediately looked down. 

"Ok, after hearing everything, you must also tell me yours. You should promise me now that you will not hide anything," she said while again looking deeply.

I thought I was caught by the more experienced friend. So decided not to pretend, "I promise you," I replied.

"Good, that is really good," her eyes again went into the dreams and started to recount. 

"As usual, that night after I got screwed by my younger cousin Anand aided by my own younger brother Ram, was sleepless. My thoughts were roaming about the same thing; my uncle touched my private parts, saw me full naked, brushed my pussy with his rod, played with my spongy boobs, sprinkled his juices over me, but his son Anand was the first one to beat all records to enter my longing pussy to give the pleasure.

My pussy was still wet, painful and convulsing. I was not able to touch there; even slightest contact with my hand, created another orgasm. In the next day morning, a holiday for us and I got out of the bed very late. It was already around 9 A.M and I searched for my mom. 

I could not found her in the house. My thoughts went to my uncle's house as I knew that my uncle, aunt and my brother Ram had gone for a function; they will be returning in the evening only. So, Anand might be at home alone and I didn't know the reason why my uncle and aunt had taken Ram with them instead Anand.

I thought my mom would have gone for some purchase and completed early morning activities. I ate bread and my legs began to drag me to my special room in my uncle's house. 

There was no symptom of anybody there, but the door was open. To find Anand and to secretly saw what he was doing, I went in slowly.

When I was nearing my special room, I heard some sound. So with little noise, I peeped in. I felt that the whole sky had fallen on me," she stopped and asked me, "What do you expect?"

I also, now devoid of sex and ready to get it from some younger guy in the family with consent of my husband, was able to imagine the scene. So I said feebly, "Is it your mom there with Anand." 

She was stunned to hear these words from me. She slowly responded, "You are half correct. How you said it, my dear."

"It is just a calculation only, as you said your mom was not in your house and Anand only was there. So I related both"

"You are partly correct, but what I saw there was, my mom kneeling on the bed. Ram, my own younger brother was trying to enter her from the back; luckily both were facing the other side," she paused for a moment.

I was overwhelmed; I felt tingling in my pussy. I asked, "What do you say? How your mom and your brother might have gone there?"

"Wait my little girl, you will be further surprised if you know that there was one more person in the room," she stopped abruptly.

I was in total confusion. I heard some sound from the room; Selvi's mom was coming out of the room. She asked, "Hi babes, don't you take rest?"

"No mom, we were talking about our college days and didn't become aware of the time," Selvi replied.

"You see, it is darkening. Kamala has to go home."

I interfered, "No aunty, I had told my husband and son that I will be back tomorrow evening only. It has been so long we were talking like this."

"Is it?", both Selvi and her mom asked at the same time.

"Yes," I said sturdily, "I want to talk to her a lot of things." 

"Ok, then I also will join you at night; you continue I will make dinner ready," saying that her mom went to the kitchen.

"Cool yourself, Kamala. Why are you tensed to see your aunt?"

"No, Selvi, you are telling me about her and it should not go to her knowledge, isn't it?" I retaliated. 

Selvi smiled and said, "We will go to the backyard and continue."

There she showed the washing stone and the mango tree in the backyard of her uncle's house. Carefully watching, she murmured, "That is the place under the mango tree, where I felt my uncle and his son in between my thighs. The corner room was my special room."

Again I got the tingling in between my thighs. We sat on the washing stone and she continued with lesser sound, "The third person, apart from my mom kneeling on the bed and my younger brother entering her from behind, was none but my uncle."

"You mean, you mean, ..... , " I could not say more than that.

"Yes, it was my uncle. Further what was more interesting was, he was coaching my younger brother Ram, how to screw our mother."

"I couldn't believe my ears," I said but something was running in my mind that I had selected the best person, my cousin Selvi for my help.

Her eyes dreaming, she said, "Ram was not aiming correctly and my uncle was telling him how to nudge his cock into his mom's pussy. But he was not accurate. I thought the show had then only started.

So my uncle asked him to move and he came into his place. Then only I noticed that his cock was out of his shorts and standing in respect. He was instructing him how to aim and shoot. Without any intention, my eyes searched for my younger brother Ram's cock, as I had already seen my uncle's.

I couldn't move my eyes from his member; it was as enormous as that of my uncle and my lover cousin Anand. The mushroom head was glistening, I thought because of the juices of our mom. I was comparing my younger brother's cock with that of my uncle and my cousin; there was no much difference. All the three were as long as that of a horse, with more girth I could not encircle even now and above all very attractive to see.

Suddenly, I heard some voice inside me. 'It is wrong to think so. After all they are your uncle, cousin and your own brother. It is not acceptable in the society. It will spoil your future life.'

Even then I could not hold back my thoughts and eyes were struck on my brother's member, so far not seen by me."

"You say, all the three were like that," I, Kamala interpreted and at the same time my mind was seeing the glorious view of the member of my cousin, Kumar, I had seen.

"Yes, Kamala, I too couldn't believe my eyes. After some nudging my uncle came to the side; Ram moved into position. He began to move in nice rhythm, as I got with my Anand. I heard my mom's voice, complimenting her son for fucking her under the supervision of her cousin brother."

I, Kamala again disrupted, "Selvi, I feel something between my thighs and it seems to be fabulous."

"Good, I too got the same tingling. My uncle also appreciated him and I was watching the show fully involved. So I didn't notice my uncle; think he had moved without any sound and got me from back. His one hand closed my mouth to avoid screaming and he lifted me with the other hand. The whole world was swirling and when I opened my eyes, I was also kneeling on the bed in the adjacent room.

I realized that my petticoat was already raised, my panty was sidelined as on that day with my Anand, the son of my uncle who also did the same. I felt the mushroom head trying to enter, encircling smoothly around the entrance of my pleasure box. It felt so good that I was also adjusting myself without my consent."

I, Kamala, saw the radiance in Selvi's face. She was in an entirely different world, may be in the world of enjoyment. As I was devoid of sex for many years, I used to satisfy my pussy with my hand imagining my Kumar. That day also, I was stunned to find that my hand slowly went into its working place, but there were four such cocks in my mind, instead of that of Kumar alone; all magnificent and well hung cocks. 

Always I was a conservative, trying to obey the laws of the world, but for that happened with Kumar, I hadn't thought about any one. But, I was totally out of control and my imaginations were flying faster than the words heard about the experiences of my cousin friend Selvi.

Selvi continued, "My mind was comparing the fuck I got from Anand and the fuck I was getting then. First one was aggressive and this is mild. His shaft was rock hard like a steel rod, but this is some what lesser in hardness even though both are equal in size. 

That one of Anand was pumping and this one of my uncle is hugging. He went with vigour but my uncle slowly encircled and entered methodically. He cupped my boobs and fucked like a race horse; my uncle is squeezing my boobs and riding gently like a King Horse. To the great pleasure for me, I was enjoying, enjoying and simply enjoying the fuck as I could not describe more than that.

My uncle was better than his son in fucking a young woman. Suddenly, something got into my mind. Then Anand or Ram should be better than my uncle in fucking a matured woman, like my mom.

I slowly turned towards my uncle who was busy in his work; but to my surprise he was looking at me as gentle as he was doing to me. He asked, "How do you now feel, Selvi? On that day itself I told you that I will show you the ultimate pleasure. Be frank with me. I know very well, what is in your mind." I was thunderstruck; I could not be able to accept the fact that he knew what was in my mind.

I asked him, "What do you say uncle? I am just enjoying the fuck by my uncle for the first time and nothing else." 

The usual grin appeared with the mischievous smile, the trade mark of my uncle which was also seen in my brother and my cousin. "Selvi, you need not tell lies to me. Shall I tell what you are thinking?"

I kept mum. "Ok, let me tell you. You are just comparing the fuck now you are getting from me, your uncle, with that of you got it from your cousin, my son Anand."

I, regained my full strength and too with the same mischievous smile, replied, "Yes, dear uncle. You are very good fucker for young woman but your son Anand and my brother Ram will be better with older woman, like my mom. So you had trained him to fuck his mother. Am I correct/"

I hadn't seen so far, my uncle laughing like that. "Very good my Selvi. You got the family secret. Let us complete the assignment now we are doing and talk about it later."

With that he slowly and steadily increased the action and I was in paradise with my pussy releasing endless orgasms; my thoughts were roaming about my mom spreading her legs in the next room to her beloved son and me here to her beloved cousin; my body was in the state of absolute delight. Finally he finished it with short and fast strokes and I felt his member throbbing inside the pussy. It was filled with his fluid. My panty was choked with the juices of me and my master's. He slowly caressed me.

Again to my great surprise, inspite of all endless orgasms and enjoyment I was not at all tired, as that day with Anand. My uncle should be the best master of fuck in the world.

We went to the covers of the mango tree after cleaning ourselves. After some time, my brother Ram and mom came there with tray of biscuits and tea cups. There was absolute silence.""

I, Kamala, was also in the same state and Selvi shouted, "Hey your body is shivering due to the workout there by your hands. Good, it had a great turn on for you. Is it?"

My body was shuddering with waves and waves of orgasm, which was experienced way back with my younger cousin, Kumar.

Abruptly, something got into my mind. I bluffed, "You mean, you, your mom, your brother and your uncle all after the action in adjacent rooms, gathered under mango tree. You mean you all know about each others very well. I simply could not imagine the scene." 

"Yes Kamala," my uncle in his husky masculine voice, which was mesmerizing all, "Good, all of you listen to me as what I am going to inform is the family secret. Ram, Selvi see your mom is the elder cousin to me. We did the same in younger days as I did with you Selvi. Ok. But she got married to your father and me to your aunt. She also knows everything as my son Anand."

Selvi told me, "I think, I had already crossed all world wonders on that day. So what I heard didn't surprise me to that extent and appear any secret to me."

I, Kamala, also was in the same mood and was silent. Selvi continued the words of her master uncle, "So, now all of us know that we all want each other and could not live without that. Selvi and Ram, again to you I swear that your father also knew all these."

He added, "To start with, let me start from me and your mom. We already had affairs, as I told you and it continued secretly until I was married. Then, it became occasional as we have to escape from the eyes of your father and aunt. My wife was the first one to catch us. She was ferocious and comforted by me. Similarly, your father and was consoled by your mom and me."

He gasped and drank some tea. "But as all of you know, what matters in sex. Selvi, can you tell me now?"

All my inhibitions had gone. So I answered, "The delicacy, the speed, the effectiveness, the involvement, the method of giving pleasure and above all the size of men matters more."

I, Kamala interfered, "I totally accept with your views. You are perfectly correct that too when we get around 40s. I personally am feeling it. So I won't blame your mother."

"Perfect," Selvi's uncle said, "When you girls are young it won't seem to be such important. But when you get around 40s, your body will long for some more energetic sex. Your mom had also got the fuck from me in younger age and could not afford to lose the monster. Similarly my wife, your aunt also was in the same stage. So both of them got into an understanding and I was the most benefited."

Again he paused for a moment, "But I too got that shot when my wife asked for the pleasure from young one, as she said that she wanted either Ram or her own son Anand. At the same time your mother also wanted either Anand or her son Ram. They have now reached 40s and want to experience the young cock; that too of the same size as mine as experienced with me in younger ages. I wanted to decide. But, let the both boys to decide on their own.

Ram accepted the offer to serve his mom and aunt. To my great surprise, Anand laid a condition that his first fuck should be with you, Selvi."

I, Selvi was much delighted to hear that, for the first fucker of me I am the first fuck. 

My uncle continued, "I was in dilemma, but all others accepted the deal. So, I started to play fool around you and gave the arousal so that you would not want to lose the opportunity when you are approached by Anand. All of us helped Anand in one way or other to take Selvi first.

I gave training to both Anand and Ram. Anand screwed Selvi and Ram enjoyed with his mother. But today, you Selvi got in the middle of everything. As Anand had the condition that he would be the first fucker of you, I awaited for my chance, the second fucker. So to shut your mouth and also because I waited to fuck you as you are like your mother in those days, I took you to the room and enjoyed young pussy. Now everything has gone smoothly. Let us be united and share ourselves with others' consent to enjoy the sex life to make a paradise in our houses."

Nobody objected. In the night, we all including my aunt, Anand and my dad had dinner at my uncle's house."

One way or other, on hearing this I, Kamala had felt jealous on the entire family. But I am also a lucky woman to have an understanding husband who had already given consent for the act.

I asked Selvi, "All were in one house. There were three females, you Selvi, your mom and aunt. Three males, your uncle, your younger brother Ram and your younger cousin brother Anand were there. Who fucked who at that night and who were the viewers?"




A Mischief Ch. 05



For the readers who had not read the first four chapters:

I, Kamala in 40s, am a beautiful village woman with necessary curves. My boobs are 36DD full with pride, posing straight like two mountains and my abs also in exact shape so as to make all younger or older people to take a look again.

I narrated every thing to my darling husband, what my cousin Kumar did to me. My husband also had nodded now everything. More than that, he had encouraged me to find a young fucker within the family circle to make my sex life spicy.

So, I decided to go to my cousin as well as classmate, Selvi's house in the next village, in search of a helping hand and to tell her about my experience with my younger brother, Kumar and slowly open the ideas of my husband. 

Selvi welcomed with great enthusiasm. She told me what happened in the 2 years before her marriage,

I asked Selvi, "All were in one house. There were three females, you Selvi, your mom and aunt. Three males, your uncle, your younger brother Ram and your younger cousin brother Anand were there. Who fucked who at that night and who were the viewers?"

"Yes, the numbers were equal, but all the three wanted to fuck me. It was accepted unanimously, as my mom and my aunt had got the show already with Ram, Anand and my uncle. It was the great first night for me and was celebrated with exuberance with three husbands – my uncle in 40s, my younger cousin as well as his son Anand and also my younger brother Ram in their teens, that too before marriage. My mom and aunt were the spectators," Selvi replied.

I, Kamala could not hide my jealousy; I said, "You got three monster cocks in your pussy at the same time gives much envy on you."

Selvi's mom intervened, "Ok babes, come on, have the dinner and we will continue after that."

This was the end of chapter 04.

After dinner, I, Kamala with Selvi and her mom resumed the talk about the great first night of Selvi. 

Instead of Selvi, her mom started, "That night was the beginning of the union of both the families. My cousin, his son and my son all selected only Sevli for the great night. To be frank, I and my cousin sister were somewhat disappointed, as even our sons had not selected us. But, in the joyful mood, we didn't object and let the proceedings as it were. 

I saw the proud in Selvi's actions. I and my cousin sister decorated Selvi with my wedding sari. The three husbands were in the hall and we brought Selvi from room to the hall. 

Selvi got blessings from me, my cousin sister and also from my cousin brother as well as her uncle, who was also one of her husband in the show. They selected Ram, my son and younger brother of Selvi, to touch her first. I was able to see the ecstasy in both Ram's and Selvi's eyes; I thought both of them might have wanted it secretly in their minds already."

Selvi then took over and said, "I was in heaven; my legs were not on the ground; I felt, I was floating, when my younger brother Ram touched my face, in front of the audience you readers now know. She lifted my face and looked into my eyes. Even though, I had discarded all my inhibitions, I was blushing when I looked at him and found the world of delight in his eyes. His hands slowly caressed my chins and moved towards my lips.

His hand tenderly ran over my lips. He said with the familiar husky masculine voice, "Sister, I was anticipating this day so long. Think you also." I simply nodded and his hands went around me to embrace. My whole body came to contact with Ram; he was hot and really hot. But he told me, "Selvi, you are so hot." Then only, I understood that I was also. 

The aroma in the hall was exceedingly erratic, as my other two husbands, my mom and aunt were observing the happenings and encouraging my brother Ram, by clapping their hands. I felt Ram's hands caressing my butts; his right hand moved smoothly over the curve and parted the lobes to enter in to the valley from behind.

The touch of his finger in the pussy from back over my sari, petticoat and panty nearly created the first orgasm with my own young brother; think, it was longing for that so much. So, I tightly hugged him, so that it was not exposed to the audience; but it went in vain, as his fingers danced there superbly with the in and out actions and I was trembling ferociously. Ram whispered in my ears, "What a start my dear sister!" The laughter of all the viewers was heard by me as if I were in a longer distance; my legs lost their strength. My body was in total control of my Ram.

He slowly turned me and I was facing others with Ram on my back. His left hand was wandering in the vacant area in between my blouse and petticoat; right hand turned my face towards him and my lips were close to his lips. I could feel his warm breath; my lips were slowly encroached by his lips. The hand in the vacant area encircled my navel and one finger went in and out; then the hand drifted towards my left boob after caressing the entire area. While the hand was inching up I could sense the hardness of my nipple which was pressing hard against the blouse and a little bit of pain with ecstasy."

I Kamala, interfered, "Selvi, what a lucky girl you are. Enjoying with your own brother, in front of your family members, should have been breathtaking and incredible episode."

Selvi, not at all disturbed by my words, added, "The feel of his broad palm over my boobs even though over my bra and blouse and the attention received by my nipples with his fingers were incredible to say least. Then, Anand came in front of me; his hands slowly took the pallu of my sari and removed the sari. 

So, I stood there in petticoat and blouse in front of honourable audience. My own younger brother Ram was duly caressing my boobs and tasting my lips from behind. Anand slowly took charge of my right boob; standing in front of me, he was kneading my right boob with his left hand and the right hand was hovering leisurely towards the centre of pleasure.

With a lot of pride, I can tell all of you even now; I am the most blessed sister in the universe, standing in the living room with only petticoat and blouse with the following happenings in front of ……………….

My younger brother Ram, standing behind, was caressing my left boob with his left hand and my younger cousin Anand, standing in front of me, was squeezing my right boob with his left hand, ofcouse over the bra and blouse; Ram's right hand was exploring my navel. 

His tongue was intruding my upper lips and Anand's right hand fingers were doing the splendid act in between the lower lips, ofcourse over petticoat and panty.

I was flying high and could not control myself; to say least, my pussy exploded and my whole body was quaking, trembling, etc. I couldn't open my eyes, my ears lost its sense, my body lost its balance and the only two activities were there – my nose sensing the fragrance of juice and my parts feeling both the brothers. I was virtually held by their strong hands.

Thought, I was hugged eternally and pacified by Ram and Anand. Gradually, I regained my composure and all my senses began to function. I opened my eyes to see the mischievous smile of the three and my ears listened their husky voice saying, "You are too responsive which gives all of us the exotic mood. Selvi stand on your legs." Still the air was filled with that striking aroma and I stood there exhausted. 

Anand took his right hand and smelled it before me; "Selvi, you smell good," saying that Anand showed Ram and my uncle so that they too smelled and complimented."

I Kamala, shouted, "Stop! Wait a minute," as my hand moved fast in its work place, completed the mission and my body was quivering.

Selvi and her mom laughed at me; her mom said, "I and my cousin sister were also doing the same as you are doing now. It was a memorable outburst and could never be forgotten."

After relaxing, I gave an idea. "Only we three are here, so let us also wear the same dress Selvi was wearing on that day," saying that I removed my sari quickly; the idea got warm reception and within minutes, we all were with our blouse and petticoat only, sitting on the bed. 

Everybody's eyes were wandering over others; an assessment about the breasts as seen over blouse was done. Out of the three pairs, Selvi's mounds got the first rank standing erect in full; the protruding nipples were the biggest with small areola around it.

The second rank had to be given to me when compared to the age of Selvi's mom; ironically, it was not the truth. Even at 60s, the mounds were full and round, standing like two mountains; the rock hard nipples were bigger than mine but smaller than those of Selvi's. 

I, Kamala have to tell you one thing now that I was always bigheaded about my breasts as I told you all early; I was until then in the belief that my mounds were more attractive, as it induced all to look at them again. The pride had received a jolt that day; my breasts were also big, round and full, but lacking the excellence and to make it worse they are comparatively sagging. My nipples are smaller but with more black round in their base.

Selvi's mom consoled me, "Kamala, don't worry. Yours can also be brought to this brilliance. I will tell you the secret, but you should trust me as well as obey me." 

I humbly said, "Sure aunt. I will accept whatever suggestions you give. Please guide me."

Selvi said, "Kamala, you need not bother. You will receive very good advice from her. Ok," with that she continued, "Then came my master. He slowly removed my blouse with his hands screening the mounds over the bra. Then Ram removed my bra from back; my mounds jumped out like a hare and felt chill air. All eyes were struck on the mounds.

Slowly Anand kneeling before me removed the knots of my petticoat; I looked around. Everyone was eager; but my brother Ram held it tight so that it would not fall down and expose my secret. Then, he also came in front of me, kneeling adjacent to Anand, released his grip; my uncle was standing and my brothers were kneeling before me. 

My aunt and mom were on the chair having gallery view. I felt the chill air on my pussy lips, as the panty was already soaked with my juices fashioned by Ram and Anand and pushed inside by atleast two to three inches with their fingers. "

I, Kamla imagining the scene as if I were there, was speechless. 

Then Selvi continued, "I slowly opened my eyes; mom and aunt were not much interested. The three men were looking down there; my uncle's eyes were analyzing my structure. My younger brother Ram and my younger cousin Anand kneeling down in front of me as sincere disciples, were welcoming the full disclosure without even blinking.

Then, Ram on one side and Anand on the other side, unhurriedly lowered down the panty; as there was absolute silence, the slurp noise of a part of panty released from the lower lips, was easily heard. With their eyes on the pleasure box, Ram and Anand were seemed to be in state of worshipping.

My uncle then took charge and lowered it to my foot. "Selvi, raise your legs so that I can remove it," I heard my uncle's voice. Involountarily, my legs helped him to remove, but my eyes were on both my brothers. It seemed as if they were going to jump in there for a swim and I closed my eyes allowing them to have full scrutiny.

Suddenly, I felt two hands separating my thighs; I looked down and saw the left hand of Ram and right hand of Anand doing that. Then, I felt the warm breathe of Ram there; he kept his mouth as if he was going to taste or suck the fleshy part of a fruit. Until then, I hadn't got the oral pleasure."

I Kamala, intercepted, "I too don't have it so far. I am very much eager to know how it would be."

It seemed Selvi had not heard my voice, as she continued, "I felt my own younger brother's lips on my lower lips, his tongue encircling around some part which sent waves after waves of electricity throughout my body. I again felt his tongue entering there while his lips were kissing and sucking the vaginal lips; at the same time my right boob felt the mouth of my younger cousin Anand's mouth and my left boob that of my uncle.

Again, I was stalemate; all the three with their mouth exploring, maneuvering, sucking with occasional small bites and not but least, their tongues make me tingling. I again felt the beginning of another outburst began; unable to control, exploded for the third time at that night without even the main play not yet commenced. Not able to stand that time also, I was virtually held by the three; they consoled me and made me to stand on my legs."

I Kamala, again interrupted, "I want to reiterate that you are the luckiest one and I envy you. Even without the main play, you exploded; then what happened. I think you might have been soaked by their juices throughout the night. Isn't it?"

"You are correct. First I flooded them and then they soaked me," saying in slow voice, Selvi, "I felt I was being carried to the bed at the centre of the living room by the three; their hands were everywhere; they undressed themselves as I could not do at that time; I slowly opened my eyes to see the marvelous view of the three cocks, hanging to their full length in need of my attention. I took that of my uncle's first; he guided me well as he was and even now is the master for all. 

He showed how to handle its full length, first with my hands and then in my mouth. The feel of it in my hands was as if I were caressing my pet and I did everything with utmost care and love. I simply did what I was said to do. Then, happened the most important thing in my life.

As I told you, I hadn't got the oral pleasure until then and I got it on the day. Similarly, I hadn't touched the monster and I did it on the day. Again, I hadn't felt it in my mouth and I was told to do so by my uncle. 

I want to say something here; I was an ordinary Indian girl that too from village, so I didn't know that the thing of men can be placed in mouth also. I hesitated but not retaliated; but the beautiful view of the immaculate monster and glorious view of the mushroom head was inviting. 

"Selvi, do what I say. I will teach you also how to do everything and enjoy it to the maximum. Ok, take it in your hand, open your mouth and place the mushroom head there; now, close your mouth, encircle the girth with your lips, slowly move your arms in the base and mouth over it at the top. Good, I think you had bar ice cream when you were young; think like that, allow the mushroom head to go as far it could, while moving your head and hands. Use your tongue to taste the head and the length. Do everything alternatively, carefully and slowly so that it will be an enjoyment for both of us," I heard the voice of my uncle and followed him scrupulously.

I, Kamala could not hold myself and decided to expose my intentions, said, "Selvi, I want to tell you something, now."

Selvi came out of her wonderworld and said, "What do you want to say dear Kamala? Do you want to express your jealousy again?"

I blushed and said, "No Selvi, I ….," hesitated a little bit and then, "I got the experience when we were studying in the college, that too within days of hearing from you about your experience with Anand under mango tree. I should have told you already but out of fear I hadn't."

Selvi, "Hey, what do you say? You mean, …. You mean you got it before your marriage like me. I can't believe my ears. Ok, you seemed to be so innocent but got it. Oh, God."

Selvi and her mom looked deeply into my eyes. I said, "I am not telling lies to you, I swear that I got it that too from my cousin, Kumar."

Selvi's mom interrupted, "You mean your uncle's son in the city. Is it? Your uncle is also a cousin to me, you know, so I know that boy very well. I can say that he was a very good hunter of girls or aunties. So I believe you."

I Kamala, wondered how my aunt as well as Selvi's mom knew that, but continued, "Yes, I was seduced by him very intelligently and to be frank I begged him for that, is the truth."

Selvi, "So you are also a dirty girl or blessed one like me to have it before marriage with young cousin. Tell me fully what happened and I will continue after it."

So, I narrated everything happened on that day and deliberately reiterated the size of his member and compared it with that of Selvi's Uncle, Anand and Ram. I didn't miss to tell and compare the deep husky masculine voice also. I was simply blushing and my face turned absolute red; it seemed I was also in the dreamland and both of them heard with a lot of enthusiasm as showed by me.

Selvi and my aunt hugged me for the first time and said in single voice, "Welcome dear to the world of family secret. Now we will be much more free to talk anything with you."

My aunt said, "Let Selvi complete her exposures. I will tell you both another family secret even Selvi don't know until now."

I Kamala and Selvi were imagining what it would be and were eager to know that immediately. So, Selvi briefed further happenings shortly, "I allowed my uncles' monster to go as far into my mouth and moved both hands in its base, you know it is more than 9 inches in length and with girth more than that of my forearm; I felt he was thrusting fast. 

He said, "Selvi, have you imagined milking your mother; just imagine, now you are milking me ofcourse in some other part. Do it fast and don't waste a drop of it." I sensed the urgency in his movement, so I too increased the pressure; my mouth felt his member throbbing inside and filling it fast. So as instructed by my uncle I swallowed as far as I can; the smell and taste could not be compared to anything in the world. 

As I told you early, he is still the master of the act. Then came my Ram. I, with the first hand training with my uncle, worked at his member neatly but to my bemusement, he withdrew it in the half way. I asked him, "Why brother, am I not correct and if so forgive me for my mistake." 

Ram with the mischievous smile said in his husky voice, "No sister, you are great, that too trained by our master; but my thing wants to be inside another pair of lips. Part your legs and let me take care there and Anand will look after your upper lips."

I was made to stand on four legs on the bed; I was in paradise with both the brothers working their well hung monsters, my younger cousin Anand in my mouth and my own younger brother Ram in between my thighs. How long it took I don't know. I felt my poor pussy ripped open and convulsing endlessly realizing orgasm after orgasm.

My mouth was smoothly handled by master's son; I felt both are increasing their speed and I was curiously awaiting the flow in both the places at any time. But to my surprise and great pleasure, both came at the same time; both the places were overwhelmed with joy and gush of fluid.

To say simply, I lost all my senses but I felt I was somewhere in the sky, in between lovely clouds, with gentle breeze and tender hug of my three men; they took me to the bathroom and helped me. Then they took me to the bed at the centre of the living room, laid me on the bed, balance with a lot of love and care. I could not even open my eyes to see what was happening; I was wandering like an angel and felt Ram on one side and Anand on the other side of me on the bed, both caressing me to go for sleep. 

My uncle was in between my thighs; he was sleeping there as if my pubic mound were his pillow. My brothers were sleeping on the side with each having their pillow in the form of my boobs. As I was flying high, in order to have grip so that I would not fall down, my hands were given support; my right hand was holding Ram's and my left hand was given support by Anand's ….."

"When I woke up in the next day, I saw myself neatly dressed over the bed in my room in my house. All the exhaustions had gone and I was brimming with full energy; my eyes turned towards the clock. It was around 4 P.M. in the evening; evening of the next day.