0 comments/ 142154 views/ 3 favorites Teaching The Young Brat Ch. 01 By: fluidline1 "Oh, come on Kiran! Don't be ridiculous. That uncle of mine is so old, I doubt whether he hears himself fart! Come on now, and lets do it now!" "What about your aunt, Bobby?" "You always say she looks awfully young. But come on, she's almost fifty, just an old hag. Besides, she works like a fucking donkey the whole day while the old geezer is always napping. I bet she must be getting so tired, she would be snoring by the time she hits the bed. Now, enough talk, come on. Give me a kiss." The old "geezer", Kishore, and his "old hag" wife, Varsha stood silently in the darkness of the common bathroom that was between the two guest bedrooms, watching their luscious and aggressive teenaged niece with her boyfriend. It was past eleven in the night; and in one way, Bobby was right. They should have been in bed and snoring by now. But Kishore had overheard Bobby fixing up the date on telephone and was curious. She was barely nineteen and his brother had asked him to take her in so she could attend the management course not available where she had finished her pre-qualifications. They hadn't seen her for over eight years and when they first saw her at the airport where they had drove over to pick her up, they were surprised. Bobby had grown into a very beautiful girl indeed. In a way, she was lot like her mother: tall and willowy. What had bothered them however was her attitude. She seemed to be a bit of a hothead and had this tendency of looking down at others. They watched now as Kiran took her in his arms and lowered his mouth onto hers. She moaned, pressing her body against his, her arms going around his shoulders. Kiran was aware of her firm tits pushing against his chest and even through her blouse and his shirt he could feel those pointed nipples. He slid his hands down and cupped her buttocks, pushing his groin into her and letting her feel his hard on against her belly. She moaned and as though in a hurry, she brought her hands down between their bodies, fumbling for his belt. He pulled his mouth away. "Easy, baby, easy," he whispered, still not sure whether this was safe. Damn it, her uncle could walk in any time and he would be fucked! "I want to feel your cock in my hands, lover boy," she breathed, looking down with glassy eyes at her hands now pulling down the zipper. Urgently, she pushed down his trousers and then his shorts to free his erect cock. She grabbed it in her fist. "Oh god, Kiran, you have such a lovely cock!" she told him, beginning to jerk the shaft up and down. He groaned and just as urgently as her, he unbuttoned the front of her blouse. She wriggled her shoulders to allow him to pull it open. Clumsily, he tried to unhook her bra. She giggled. "Wait, you idiot. Not that way. You are hurting my tits." She expertly unhooked the bra with one hand, still jerking on his shaft with the other. Blouse and bra open and hanging around her shoulders, he groaned as he cupped her naked conical tits in his hands, squeezing them. They kissed again and this time she sucked on his tongue. She kept up the rhythm with which she was jerking his throbbing cock as he caressed her naked tits beginning from the bottom and squeezing up till he was pulling her nipples. She pulled her mouth away and they looked down, past her tits to where her hand was moving up and down over his cock. He grunted. "Hot damn, baby! You're going to make me cream!" She giggled, rubbing the tip of his cock against her thighs. "I'm going to make you cream, but not now, wait..." she reached down with one hand and lifted her skirt up over her hips. "Hold this around my waist with one hand," she told him. His right hand slid down from her tit and he bunched her skirt up till her panties were exposed. She pulled down her panties, letting them lie around her knees and rubbed his dick over her crotch. "Mmmm..." she moaned, raising her face and opening her mouth to accept his tongue as he kissed her again. Still kissing, she pushed him back till his legs came up against the bed and he had to sit down on the edge. She went down on her knees; her lips trailing his down over his shirt till her lips were a few scant inches away from his cock, which she still was jerking. "Ummmm, I love the smell of your cock," she whispered, rubbing her nose over his engorged cock. His cock, at full mast was pretty impressive. It was quite long, but not so wide, so she could easily fit the width of the shaft between her lips. He groaned as he felt her tongue licking his shaft. He thrust his hands down to cup her tits again, closing his eyes and throwing his head behind him. She pushed back her long hair and tucked them behind her ears, leaning forward, opening her mouth wider, and trying to take in as much length of his shaft as possible. It wasn't much because there was still enough cock left for her to wrap one fist around and jerk it as she sucked. He began to move his hips up and down in time with the bobbing movements of her head. She used her tongue well, sliding it over the flesh of his cock even as she continued to suck on him. "Oh god, baby, slow down, baby, slow down, or I won't be able to hold back," he muttered. She pulled her mouth away and squeezed the base of his cock, rubbing the fiery red tip over her lips. She rose off the floor and slipped onto the bed, lying on her back, her legs opening. "Eat me, lover boy," she whispered, raising her legs up till her knees were bent and spread wide apart. She had divested herself off her panties and her cunt glistened between her legs, proof enough for him that she was feeling very horny indeed. It was his time to kneel on the floor and he grabbed her waist and pulled her so that her buttocks were resting on the edge of the bed. He bent down and plunged his mouth over her cunt. "Ugghhh! Ah, yes, suck my cunt, oh god, put your finger inside, hurry up, lover, quick," she moaned. Sucking on her cunt lips, he forced one finger inside her hot pussy and started sliding it in and out. "Lick my clit, oh god, lick it!" she commanded. He did. Fucking her cunt with one finger, he licked the erect clit with fast and furious strokes of his tongue. His cock had deflated considerably, so he grabbed it in one hand and began to jerk it to and fro. He probed the inside of her cunt with his tongue and then slipped it into the opening alongside his finger. She cupped her tits, her eyes closed and mouth open. She lifted her hips to mash her cunt deeper into his face. He now licked her cunt from the bottom to the top, jabbing at her clit after each swipe. She stifled a scream, then in a harsh voice said, "C'mon Kiran, put that cock inside that cunt." He slid up her body till her tits were pressing against his chest and kissed her mouth. Their tongues explored each other, tasting themselves. She reached down with one hand and grabbing his cock, began to jerk on it furiously. "Give it a suck, baby, get it hard again," he gasped, lifting himself up over her body and positioning his cock over her mouth. He placed his palms flat on the bed and knelt over her, his cock dangling down between his legs and hovering over her face. She raised her head and took him in sucking him furiously. He raised and lowered his hips, fucking her face gently at first, and then, more insistently. It took less than a few seconds and he was sliding back to lie on top of her. She reached down to take his cock in her hand and guided it to her sopping pussy. He slammed inside her, grunting as he did so. She wrapped her legs around his buttocks and pushed her cunt against him, taking him deeper inside her. They kissed as they began to fuck. It was hard, fast and furious. Their bodies slapped each other and the bed rocked. Just as suddenly, he was groaning, increasing the pace. He pulled his lips away from hers and croaked, "I am coming, baby, I'm coming!" She clutched him to her, raising and lowering her hips as fast as she could, hurrying along with him. And then, he was puling out of her cunt, grabbing his cock and shuddering as his juice shot out from the tip of his cock, spraying her belly, just beneath the bunched up skirt. He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily. "Oh god, Bobby, you are something!" There was no point in telling him that she had not made it. ****** Kishore followed his wife silently. He had to take long steps to keep up with her because she was in a hurry. They climbed the stairs in a jiffy and she was pulling him inside the bedroom. Even as he closed the door behind him, Varsha pushed him back against the wall and pressed herself against his body. She was breathing hard and when her mouth fastened on his, she pushed her tongue inside. They were aroused like never before. And all because of that little slut of their niece. As they kissed hotly, her hands were pulling his pajamas down over his hips and he was pulling down the front of her skimpy gown. Both wore no underwear and when she grasped his cock, he groaned. He cupped her large naked tits in his hands and squeezed them, pinching her nipples as she began to jerk his cock up and down. She pulled her mouth away from his. "Oh god, I am hot; that bitch has got me all hot and bothered, oh god, yes, you have to fuck me, oh god, I need that big cock inside my pussy." "Hop on, baby," he muttered hoarsely, putting his hands behind her. She gave a slight hop and soon her buttocks were resting on his large calloused hands. He backed further against the wall as he took her weight in his hands. He lifted her up and walked one step away from the wall so that she could wrap her strong thighs around his back. He could see their reflection in the large mirror. She looked like a monkey climbing a tree; her hands around his shoulders and legs around his hips. He reached down with one hand and grabbed his cock, guiding it into her hot wet pussy. She moaned when he slammed inside her, almost pushing her off his body. He brought his hands back to her tits as she settled down on him, his cock buried to its hilt inside her. As he began to fuck her powerfully, she raised her face to his. "Kiss me, darling, let me suck your tongue." He bent down, mashing his mouth over hers, all the while moving his hips to and fro, slamming his cock in and out of her cunt. He grunted and she groaned as their desire built up. She was on the edge. Still fucking her, he walked further into the room so that they were standing barely a foot away from the mirror. He positioned their bodies so that they could see themselves in the mirror. She had her first orgasm when she glanced into the mirror; and then he was crawling back, his cock still inside her cunt till he fell onto his back on the bed. On top of him now, her head went back exposing her long and slender throat. Her long hair was hanging down her back. Her tits lifted upwards when she did so and he caught hold of them, kneading them. She gasped as he began to start fucking her again. His cock was still lusciously hard, squeezing her out, making her feel tight and hot just how she liked it. They were on one side of the bed and above her were the sloping roof beams. She reached up and grabbed them. She now began to lift herself in measured distances, controlling the amount of his cock impaling her cunt. He began to thrust upwards even as she came down heavily on him. "My god, Kishore, oh my god, you never stop, oh yes, don't stop now, fuck me, fuck me harder, yes, deeper and faster, oh yes." "Take that baby," he grunted. "You want more cock? Take this, oh yes, your cunt feels so hot and wet, oh yes, swing baby, swing, ride my cock, c'mon, ride me." He was fucking her like a maniac now, holding the cheeks of her ass. She bent over him and he took her swinging tits one by one into his mouth, suckling on them and licking them. He kept up the relentless pace and she was suddenly crying out, her juices running down her thighs. They could hear the wet and squishy rhythmic slaps as she slammed down harder and harder on his cock. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," she chanted, now unable to control the convulsions of her cunt. She was coming again. The contractions of the walls of her cunt against the flesh of his cock were sucking him up and swallowing him up and he knew he too had reached the point of no return. Clutching her large tits as though he wanted to wrench them off her body, he thrust upwards one last time. "Here it comes, baby, here it comes, bitch, here it is..." She clamped her knees around his thighs and collapsed on him, still shivering with the release of her tension. Her tits surrounded his face and he began to suck on her nipples, still moving ever so slightly inside her. She kept squeezing her cunt, feeling herself wet all around his softened sliding cock. "Aahhhh..." he breathed, "You are one hell of a fuck, honey." She rolled off him and they could see their reflection in the mirror. His cock, big and soft, gleaming with their combined juices was lying to one side where she had slid off it. Her big tits were heaving with the exertion and they were panting, their bodies wet with sweat. "Lick my cock, honey, I want to watch you doing it in the mirror," he ordered. She turned around and bent over his body. She was able to take the whole of it in her mouth, now that it was soft and limp. She ran her tongue round and round it, licking off the juices. She licked it up all the way, and then, down all the way, pulling the foreskin down to reveal the glowing head. He looked down at her and noticed that she was looking into the mirror. He knew she like to watch herself sucking his cock. He took her tits back in his hands and kneaded them, rising up so he could sit on the bed, hunched over her. And then, they were lying back on the bed beside each other, caressing each other in the aftermath of the orgasm. "That bitch said I couldn't hear myself fart," he said. "And she called me a hag." "We got to teach her a thing or two." "About what?" "For one thing, her manners. After all I am her uncle and you are her aunt. The bitch doesn't even know that you are hardly forty-five. She told him that you were fifty." "And maybe she doesn't know that this old man's cock can fuck a hundred times better than her boy friend's cock," she replied. "That's the other thing that I reckon we got to teach her," he began to smile, fondling her tits and then reaching down to cup one palm over her wet crotch. She whimpered, bringing her legs together to trap his hand there. "Are we going to fuck her?" she asked. "You bet we are. She's a horny bitch. And what her boy gave to her today was hardly what she really wanted. I could see that she hadn't come. It's bad manners to leave a lady unsatisfied." "That boy's got possibilities," she giggled. "Maybe. But first, let's get her. We got to get a plan going." "Alright. Listen, this is what we will do..." ****** "Bobby, dear, I've got to go to Prachi's place. I'm running ten minutes late. Do me a favor, will you?" "Sure, Aunt. No problem." "That's sweet of you. Your uncle's having his bath. Just hand over this towel to him, will you?" "Oh sure," Bobby took the towel from Varsha and watched her aunt hurry out to her car. Bobby had an hour to kill; the first two classes had been cancelled that morning. Kiran had called up from the college to give her the news. "Oh well," she sighed, beginning to walk up the staircase, towel in hand. She walked into the bedroom. She couldn't hear anything from behind the bathroom door, which, she noticed was ajar. She opened her mouth and was about to call out for her uncle, when she heard him groan. She froze, looking at the half-closed doors of the bathroom. Her heart thumped when she heard it again, this time followed by heavy breathing. There was no doubt in her mind that her uncle was up to something quite unusual indeed. The noises were unmistakably those that she associated with sex. But her uncle? That old fart? She was suddenly curious. Did that old asshole really have somebody in there? But her aunt was out and the maid had taken a day off. So what the hell was her old uncle doing in there, breathing heavily and grunting like he was in heat? She tiptoed over to the bathroom and gently swung open one door. She peered through the crack. What she saw brought an involuntary gasp out of her and her blood raced to her head. Her uncle was seated on the bathing stool, flipping through a magazine she couldn't clearly see. What she could clearly see was that he was jacking off! And his cock was enormous! The noise of the water filling up the bucket at his feet obviously was louder than the noise she had made so far because he didn't seem to have noticed her. So she could stand there and gaze at his nakedness. He was a slim man. Quite tall, almost six feet, but nothing that would suggest that he had such an impressive cock. She had always thought of him as an old and ancient man, orthodox, mean and old fashioned. Looking at him, naked and wet with water, jerking his amazing cock with one fist as he sat on the stool, magazine in hand, shocked her. That this ancient heap of a man still had the urge in him stunned her. His fist was a blur and he had hunched forward on the stool. She craned her neck to see what he was reading. When she saw that it was a glossy pornographic picture magazine, she gasped again. He suddenly became aware of her presence and swung his head around. She flushed when she realized that he had seen her but was surprised when all he did was stop jerking his cock to and fro. "Oh, hello, Bobby. What are you doing here?" He continued to caress his huge cock though. "I-I er, I j-just came h-here t-to g-give..." her voice trailed off. He smiled, stroking his cock. Her eyes were riveted on it. "Give what?" "Oh, er, sorry, the towel," she blushed again. "Oh," he seemed to be disappointed with her reply. "That, huh?" She was surprised. "What were you expecting?" He laughed gently, spreading his legs apart, allowing her to see his naked throbbing cock. "Well, in the first place, I wasn't expecting you. I thought maybe Varsha was going to give me the towel. Which explains why the door is open." She blushed. "I-I don't u-understand." "Oh come on, Bobby," he chided, "You aren't exactly a small kid. I woke up with a hard on and figured that maybe Varsha and me would have a quick one." She was stunned. She wanted to run away; be at some other place, anywhere but here. But she remained rooted to the spot, unable to tear her eyes away from his cock that was thrusting up from between his legs. "I-I am sorry, uncle, here, here is the towel," she stammered. He shut the tap and suddenly the bathroom seemed to be terribly silent. "Surprised?" he asked her softly. She felt as though she was on fire and her heart leaped to her mouth when he rose from the stool. He tossed the magazine to the dressing table at the far end and turned to her. Her jaw dropped. Standing naked, his cock was so long, it hung half way down to his knees. She had never seen such a large cock in her life and she was astonished. His pubic hair seemed to be like a jungle, thick and unkempt, though at the moment it was plastered all over his balls with the water dripping off it. "Well," he continued in a soft voice, "us old geezers need to get off once in a while. Only, in my case, I seem to be a randy old man. I need to get off many, many times and sometimes I think your aunt gets a bit sore." He laughed. Her heart almost did a somersault when he walked slowly to her and took the towel from her hands. She was aware that her panties were now wet, and her nipples felt super sensitive against her bra. Teaching The Young Brat Ch. 01 He mopped his face with the towel as if she was not there, and if she was, he didn't care. After drying his face, he hung the towel on his shoulder and looked into her eyes. She wanted so desperately to turn around on her heels and run out of the room. But the fire in her cunt had turned her legs to jelly. She found that she couldn't move. Almost shyly, she glanced down at his cock. He noticed it immediately. He reached down and took his cock between his middle and fore fingers, lifting it up. "Like it?" his voice was teasing. She blushed again but was forced to look at it. He pushed back the foreskin to reveal the almost angry purple head, swollen and glistening. "The first time Varsha saw it, she damn nearly screamed murder," he chuckled. "And when she saw it fully erect, she almost ran away." Her eyes were locked on his cock. She was aware that his erection had subsided considerably. Yet, it was simply enormous. Long, almost seven and a half to eight inches, it was also thick. She was sure that if she took it in her fist, the tip of her middle finger and the tip of her thumb would still be separated by a considerable distance. "And when I put it inside her, she almost passed out." She felt a hot stab of excitement run through her as she visualized him, naked and hard, between her aunt's spread-eagled legs, the shaft buried inside her... She didn't move back when he took a step towards her. She didn't resist either, when he casually raised his hands and put them over her tits. In fact, she felt like her legs would give away when his hot hands seized her firm conical tits and massaged them through her t-shirt. "You are a pretty wench, you know," he murmured. Her heart was thudding and she averted his gaze, only to find herself looking at his cock, which was now rubbing against her denim skirt. "Nice, firm tits," he continued, kneading her tits as he said so. "Lovely face, beautiful, long legs. Ummmm...you are pretty and you are perfect." She stood there, her hands hanging limply by her sides as he felt up her tits. She felt her juices flowing now, drenching her panties. He slipped one hand down over her body, dragging his fingers across her exposed belly between the t-shirt and the skirt. He pulled her skirt up around her thighs and she shivered when she felt his hands caressing her naked thighs. "Ah, so soft and so creamy," he whispered, standing so close now, that she could feel his hot breath on her face. Still, she did not make a move. His hand caressed her inner thighs and then slowly moved up till his fingers were poking inside the bottom of her elastic panties. She shuddered and moaned when she felt his fingers rubbing her cunt lips. At the same time, his other hand had worked itself under her t-shirt and past the bottom of her bra. He spread his hand over her firm young tit and squeezed it. "Ah," he repeated, "such lovely young tits. And, what have we here? You have wet your panties, naughty girl." He squeezed her pubic mound just as gently he squeezed her tit. This time, her moaning became more audible and her breathing more erratic. "Are you hot?" he asked her, his hands continuing to feel her up. She nodded; just one movement of her head. "Say it," he commanded. "I am hot," she croaked out. "Is your cunt all wet and hot and horny?" "Yes, it is," she answered, still staring at his cock. She watched it beginning to grow longer and thicker. "Is your cunt ready for my hard long cock?" "Oh god," she groaned, "yes, it is, oh yes." This time, she couldn't hold herself back. Almost weeping with ecstasy, she grabbed his monstrous cock with both her hands. "Oh god, uncle, oh yes, my cunt wants your hot cock, this, this, inside it, oh god, it wants your cock to fuck it." She felt his cock twitch in her hands and she wrapped one fist over it, thrusting her other hand down to take his huge balls in them. "My god, it's so big!" she breathed. She moved her fist to and fro; her hands feeling the hot slippery skin slide loosely to reveal his glans. He walked into her, forcing her to back off away from the bathroom and into the bedroom. Back, back, till they were standing beside the bed. He pulled his hand away from her cunt and her tit and pushed her t-shirt up. "Let's get this off. Not fair. I'm buck-naked and you are still dressed up. Not fair," he repeated. She reluctantly let go of his cock so that she could raise her arms. He slipped off the t-shirt. "Oh, look at that! A pretty bra for the pretty tits, huh?" His eyes lighted up at the sight of her flimsy pink bra. It had a deviously plunging neckline. He reached inside the bra and scooped her tits out of it. "Ah ha," he said, his eyes on her firm and heavy tits. "Such lovely tits!" "Please, take off the bra," she pleaded. "Sure, sure, little girl. No problem," he replied, expertly unhooking the bra. He pulled it off her body and her tits now sprang free. "Oh boy, isn't it nice to be a little girl? Such firm and hard and soft tits!" He took them in his hands and kneaded them. "These titties are going to get bigger, sweetie pie, real big. They'll get maybe bigger than your aunt's. I love them, ah yes, I love them!" She grabbed his cock again and it felt even bigger than before. Holding it like she was holding a bat, she pumped it furiously. He laughed delightedly at her. "Doesn't my sweet baby want to get out of the skirt and show her big daddy her little cunt?" His fingers were already at the zipper at the side. One tug was all it took for the skirt to slip down over her thighs and fall to the floor. "And now for those panties. Don't you want daddy to pull them down so that he can play with that hot cunt?" "Oh god, yes, take my panties off, please." In one smooth movement, born out of years of experience, he pulled them down over her hips. She wriggled and he went down on his knees to pull them all the way out. His cock had slipped out of her hands when he had bent down and she moaned with disappointment. He stayed on is knees as she stood before him, now as naked as he. He peered at her cunt, bringing his hand up. She whimpered when she felt his fingers pulling her cunt lips apart. "Oh my god, uncle, I can't stand it!" He laughed and then turned around so that he was sitting down on the floor, his legs spread wide in front of him. He was facing the large mirror, as was she. She stood above him, his head was between her thighs and they looked at their reflection in the mirror in front of them. "Spread your legs, sweetie," he told her and she obeyed. She felt faint as he pushed his head between her legs and raised his face up. She could feel his hot breath on her cunt and she stared down in front of her at his stiff cock. Lying on his back, he went into a shoulder stand. Carefully, so as to keep his balance, he opened his legs wide so that he was doing the splits. She was amazed at his stance; for his age, he was indeed incredible. His face was a few scant inches away from her cunt; his heels firmly implanted on the floor and the rest of his body way off it. "Now, crouch down, sweetie, and lower your cunt on my face. I want to eat you up," he told her. She felt a spark running through her body as she obeyed him. Carefully, she lowered her body, bending at her knees and she moaned aloud when she felt his open mouth surrounding her entire vulva. As soon as she felt his hot mouth on her equally hot cunt, she instinctively bent further from her waist, so that his erect cock brushed her forehead. He reached up and fondled her swinging heavy tits and she whimpered with excitement. She grabbed his cock as he began to tongue her cunt. She wasn't sure how long he could maintain this position and she wanted to make the most out of it. She opened her mouth wide and placed him inside it. Amazingly, he thrust upwards and she choked on the hot cylinder of flesh that slammed into her mouth. She slid her hand down over the base of his cock so that the foreskin was pulled back and she could feel the bulging fat head poking at her throat. His balls hit her chin and her long hair fell forward, spreading over his hips. She put her arms around his buttocks, pulling him up towards her. He squeezed her firm tits, almost cruelly and then slid his tongue into her cunt. She drew her breath in sharply as his tongue invaded her and sucked him furiously into her mouth, pushing her face into his groin. She felt the back of his hands trapped between her tits and his belly, felt his pubic hair tickling her face and managed to lower her head to trap his balls by her chin. She was sobbing now and bit her lip as his tongue lashed out at her cunt lips. She squealed and wriggled but he held on tightly. Her legs wide open, she felt totally helpless even as she began to bob her head up and down, wanting him to come along with her. Her cunt bubbled hotly as his tongue lashed her furiously, occasionally slipping into her. The soapy smell of his turgid cock, the feel of his smooth shaft sliding in and out of her mouth was too much for her to resist the fire in her insides. She screamed and then moaned, bringing her thighs together, clamping his head fiercely between them as he juices finally began to flow and she felt the inside of her cunt flex itself helplessly around his tongue. "Oh god, oh god," she whimpered, "oh my god, I'm coming, oh yes, I'm coming, aahhhh..." As she felt her orgasm burst out of her, she clamped her lips firmly around his huge cock, now aware that it was impossible for her to swallow the length of it completely. She satisfied herself by sucking on the cock head, frantically jerking off the fat base as if she wanted to feed him inside of her. He came off his shoulder stand and she groaned with disappointment as she felt his cock slipping out of her mouth. Quickly, he slipped away and rose to his feet. Feeling weak in the aftermath of her orgasm, she slid down so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Now, sweetie, what you need is a good solid fucking, oh yes, your cunt needs a cock to fuck it," he said. With one hand, he flipped her over so easily; she might have been a little ten-year old child. She sprawled, face down on the bed, her legs still on the floor. He grabbed a pillow. "Lift your ass, sweetie, let me put this pillow under you. That will give me the right height to fuck you from behind." This was incredible, she thought, lifting her waist up and off the bed. Not any lover had ever lasted so long; in fact, most of them had shot off before she had, and this was turning out to be quite an experience for her. She craned her head back to look at him. "Oh, sorry, sweetie. Let me arrange you this way so that you can see for yourself in the mirror how my cock fucks you." He rearranged her, positioning her under the pillow and on her belly. He stood behind her and spread her legs apart. His rampant cock, she could see, straining and throbbing, did not sway; it held its position erect in front of him, perpendicular to his body. He held his cock now, by the base and stepped forward, aiming at her opening. Her cunt was wide open and he could see the juice dribbling out, mixed as it was with his saliva. As was his cock with hers. He spread her cunt lips with the fingers of one hand and gently eased his cock inside her. "Ohhhhh...your cock fills me up!" she cried out in a strangled voice as he buried himself right to the hilt. She felt her cunt stretching and expanding to accommodate him inside her. "Oh yes, sweetie, that's for you," he replied, pausing with his cock inside her. "Your cunt feels so hot and tight and wet, oh god, that's really great, sweetie pie, you clamp me like a glove." "Give it to me now, uncle, give it to me now! Fuck me now, please, please, fuck me!" He drew back slowly, teasing her, till his cock slipped out of her cunt. She moaned and wriggled her ass and then gasped as he suddenly rammed into her cunt again. "Oh god, yessss," she hissed, pushing her ass back against him. "Fuck me, fuck me now, oh god, deeper, give it deeper." He withdrew completely out of her again, and rubbed his cock head against her moist cunt lips, glancing down to watch what he was doing. His lips were drawn back in a savage snarl, and he was finding it hard to control himself. God, but her pussy was tight! Much tighter than Varsha's, much tighter than the maid's! Slamming into her and pounding her relentlessly like he did to other women, he knew, would make him unload his juice much too quickly, and he didn't want to do that. Not so soon, anyway. "Please stop teasing me, uncle!" she wailed, reaching behind her to try and grab his cock. Her fingers barely reached the base of his cock when he slammed in once again. She did have a cock as big as this once before in her life. But the feeling then was nothing compared to what her uncle was giving her. His cock, when buried inside her cunt, seemed to have a life of it's own. He did not draw back immediately after he shafted her; rather, he preferred to let his cock soak inside her cunt for a long time. And when it was inside her, it seemed to throb, pulsate and twitch; stretching her well beyond her limits till she thought it would tear her cunt apart. "Fuck me, please!" she repeated, fondling his balls. He laughed then, reached for one of her tits with one hand and pushed his other hand below their bodies to rub her inflamed clitoris. And then, he obliged her. He began slowly, pumping rhythmically in gentle long thrusts, letting his cock remain inside her cunt for perhaps a few seconds, and then drawing back till just the tip remained inside. Then, he would slam into her again, pushing her forward against the bed. He was squeezing the firm flesh of her tit and she raised her body slightly off the bed to allow him more access there. She squealed. She moaned. She screamed. She cried out. She wriggled. She twitched. She pushed back. He continued with this for well over five minutes. Five long and agonizing minutes, and then, he began to increase the pace. His body slapped against her and the room echoed with the dull slaps of their flesh as he fucked into her. "Harder, uncle, harder!" "Yes, yes," he grunted. "Faster, faster," she cried out. "Here, take this, and this, this, this," he replied. He rubbed her clit just as furiously as he fucked her. She tried to squeeze the base of his cock with her fingers. He pinched and teased her erect nipple. "Oh my god!" she cried out. "I'm cumming!" She was surprised. She had seldom had two orgasms in a row with so less time between them. What he was doing was fantastic, she thought. "That's what fucking is meant for," he grunted in reply, ignoring the beads of perspiration that were dripping down from his forehead over his nose. He bent down so that his body rested against hers and put his face in her hair, inhaling deeply while he continued to plunge in and out of her. He felt her going rigid and stiff as she climaxed, and her hands flew up to clutch the bed sheet. She pulled at the material and wailed as she felt her juices gushing out. And still, he continued to pump relentlessly inside her. To and fro, to and fro, much like a mechanical instrument designed to do nothing more than just that. She went weak in her knees and collapsed down onto the bed, her heels rising up from the floor. He didn't give her time to recover. He pulled his cock out of her and just when she thought that he would stop, he flipped her over so that she was lying on her back. He stepped between her legs and grasped her knees. He lifted them up and spread them wide apart. Her eyes were glazed and she could barely make out his figure as he took another step towards her. Holding her legs high up in the air, he entered her again. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. Hoisting her knees over his shoulders, he bent down and captured her tits in his hands. He put his mouth over hers and pushed his tongue inside as he began to fuck her again: the same fast, furious and relentless movements. She shuddered, her arms going around his shoulders to pull him closer to her. Their mouths fused together and she sucked on his tongue. Amazingly, she found herself beginning to have yet another orgasm. She was stunned, shocked and delighted. This old man with his amazing cock was making her experience what she had only dreamt of or fantasized of before. Never, never in her life had she thought, or even imagined that she would be able to achieve something like this. As her knees clutched his head, gripping him like a vice, she arched her back and almost lifted him up with her body when she came a third time. He now began to stroke into her with short and raid jabs and she knew that he was on the verge of his climax. She wanted him to come hard, wanted him to enjoy his climax as much as he had made her enjoy the three orgasms she had so far. She began to lift her hips against his and reached down to fondle his heavy balls again. A guttural cry emerged from the back of his throat, signaling that he was about to explode. He wrenched himself off her body and hurriedly pulled out his cock as he felt the first wave hit him. She lifted her head to watch his cock shuddering and twitching over her cunt. And then, he blasted out his come. The first blast erupted a fair distance over her body and reached almost her heaving tits. He grabbed his thrusting cock in his hands and jerked it off. His juices rained over her belly. One, two, three, four. Each time the juice erupted, he shuddered, his eyes closed, head thrown back. And then, even as she watched, he was finished. She rubbed his juice over her belly and her cunt and brought her wet fingers up to spread it over her tits. Sweating and breathing heavily, he tumbled down onto the bed beside her. His chest heaved as he took in great gobs of air to replenish his lungs. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh sweetie, you are great, you are beautiful!" he said, throwing one arm over her tits. She turned towards him and planted her mouth right on top of his, reaching down to take his flaccid cock in her fist. She was elated. For the first time in her life she had experienced a real orgasm with a cock inside her cunt. She pulled her mouth away from his and pushed his head between her tits. You nice man! Teaching The Young Brat Ch. 02 "Don't mind me," she said, sipping her coffee as she walked into the living room. "Aunt!" Bobby was shocked; one, her aunt wasn't supposed to have been at home and two, her aunt's reaction wasn't what she had expected. She was lying below her uncle on the couch and they were in the middle of an intense sixty-nine. She had cut her classes' midway through the morning session and rushed back home because her aunt was to be with Prachi from ten in the morning to five in the evening. She hadn't noticed her aunt's car in the porch and so she had used the spare keys she kept with her to let herself in. Her uncle was seated on the couch, reading the newspaper. Since they had planned their meeting in the morning itself, he was dressed in no more than a pair of loose shorts. She had flung her purse and bag on the chair by the couch and standing before him, had begun to hurriedly undo the buttons of her skimpy blouse. No words were spoken and he watched, the newspaper still in hand as she got rid of her clothes one by one and most urgently. Naked, she pushed her hair back over her head, licked her lips and walked to him. Reaching the couch, she pulled the newspaper out of his hands and flung it on to the floor. She knelt down on the floor and pushing his knees apart, crawled between them. She didn't bother to take off his shorts; they were so loose, she easily pushed back the cloth and clutched his cock that sprang out from within. He shuddered when her cool hands wrapped around his erection. "Aahhhh," she said, jerking the shaft with her hand and fondling his balls at the same time. She had to admit that he was always prepared. It had been three days since he had first fucked her and he always seemed to walk around with a perpetual hard on. His hands sank into her long lustrous hair when she opened her mouth wide, bent down and took his cock in her mouth. He brought his knees together to clamp the side of his thighs against her face, his ass coming off the couch as he began to move up and down, fucking her hot mouth. She grabbed his hands and guided them to her tits. He cupped them and began to pinch her erect nipples. She sucked him with renewed vigor. "I want to taste your cunt too, sweetie," he rasped out. She rose and pushed him onto his back on the couch. She pulled his shorts out and got on the couch and on top of him. Lying on his body, she pressed her cunt into his face, at the same time, pushing his cock back into her mouth. Her head began to bob faster and faster as his tongue played around her cunt lips and her clit before finally thrusting inside her. And that was when Varsha walked in from the kitchen, a cup of coffee in her hands. She made no attempt to soft pedal into the room. She walked as she normally did: clicking her slippers against her heels. She was dressed in her nightie; a skimpy and loose blue number that reached midway to her knees and had a deep 'V' in front. She had tied her long hair in a bun behind her. Apparently, she had just finished with her bath because she looked freshly scrubbed. Bobby tried to get off her uncle's body but he merely hooked a leg around her back, trapping her there. His cock was brushing against her face and she was squirming because he hadn't stopped fucking her cunt with his tongue. "Oh c'mon, Bobby," her aunt said, sitting down on the chair in front of the couch and putting the cup on the side table. "I wasn't born yesterday. And besides, it looks like you need some coaching here: your boyfriend can't fuck for nuts." Bobby was shocked. Again, it wasn't just that her aunt had used that word (the language that her uncle spoke when they were fucking, meant that her aunt was no stranger to the vocabulary). It was more because of the fact that her aunt had mentioned her boyfriend. "What? How? I mean, how do you know?" She felt it was a ridiculous question asked under a ridiculous situation. Her aunt laughed. Bobby noticed the way her huge tits shook when she laughed. "Bobby, this house isn't as big as you think it is. And, remember, your parents put you in our trust. We are responsible." Bobby gasped because this time around, her uncle began to chew on her clit. She wriggled awkwardly trying hard not to notice that his cock was pushing against her tits. "Aren't you going to do something about that cock?" Varsha asked, "Poor thing's being ignored." Bobby just gaped at her aunt and tried hard not to push her cunt deeper against her uncle's tongue. Varsha rose from the chair and walked casually towards the couch. She positioned herself so that she was standing by the edge of the couch at her husband's feet. They were dangling down over the armrest. She looked down at her niece who was looking up from between his legs. Varsha knelt down so that she was now facing Bobby. Between the two women was his erect cock. "Poor thing," Varsha commented reaching out to grab his cock. Leaning forward, she kissed the top of the shaft and when she did this her face was just a couple of inches away from Bobby's. He drew his face away from her cunt and said, "Stop fucking around, you two. Somebody suck my cock!" Varsha laughed and pushed his cock back, aiming it towards Bobby's face. "Go on, Bobby, suck it. You were doing a good job of it before I interrupted." Bobby understood that this had been a set up. The old man had seduced her and they had planned on this quite meticulously. To hell with it, she thought and opening her mouth, her eyes locked into aunt's eyes, she took him in. "Ah, yes," he groaned and got back to licking her cunt. As she bobbed her head up and down over his cock, she saw her aunt lean down and brush her lips over her forehead. A stab of excitement went up her spine when she realized that her aunt was going to make it out with her. It had been a long time since she had a girl and memories of her with Sushmita came back to her mind. "Let's suck his cock together," she whispered to her aunt, all her resolve breaking apart. Varsha had known all along that her niece was a hot number. Much before her husband and she had seen her fucking with her boyfriend, she had watched her masturbate through the peephole behind the portrait just outside the bathroom. So she did what she had wanted to do for a long time now. Running her tongue over the underside of her husband's cock, she allowed her lips to touch Bobby's mouth. Soon, they were licking him, one running her tongue over one side of his cock, the other lapping away at the other side. It was natural then, that their tongues meet. And when they did, they momentarily forgot about his cock. Because they got into a wet kiss, Varsha trying to shove her tongue into her niece's mouth. He drew his head back from his niece's cunt and watched, with glazed eyes, the two of them kissing each other. He grabbed his cock and rubbed it over their faces. "Oh yeah, that turns me on. Kiss her, Varsha. Shove your tongue into her mouth. Oh yessss...that's so hot!" They kissed each other; mouths fused together and tongues dueling. Bobby managed to pull her aunt's gown down over her shoulders. Varsha had to pull her arms together so that the girl could get hold of her tits, which tumbled, out of her gown. Continuing to kiss each other, their hands instinctively captured the others' tits and they began to caress and fondle the flesh. Bobby had firm tits and she was surprised that Varsha's huge tits were firmer than she had thought they would be. Finally, Bobby pulled away, and after licking her aunt's lips, grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth again. Varsha sighed and sliding down, began to kiss and nibble his balls. "Here, you suck him now," Bobby whispered and Varsha obliged by taking her husband's cock deep into her mouth. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed Bobby straining her head so that she could lick the woman's erect nipples. He was fucking his wife's mouth in deep and hard thrusts, sliding his tongue inside his niece's cunt and jabbing at her clit. "I am going to come!" he yelled and immediately, Bobby rose, getting on the floor beside her aunt. The two knelt side by side, their mouths open, eyes fixed on his cock. He wrapped his fist around his shaft and started to jerk on it furiously, eyes shut and head thrown back. "Oh god, oh god, here I come!" he babbled incoherently. He looked down at the two women, his eyes glazed and then, with a shudder, exploded. His warm come sprayed out of his cock, anointing their faces. He directed his cock back and forth over their mouths and they slurped whatever came their way. Some of his sperm had dripped back onto his belly. The women went after that simultaneously, licking and lapping at him. He watched them and then in a gruff voice said, "Bobby, why don't you munch your aunt's cunt? I'm sure you will love it." For an answer, Bobby merely rolled over and flipped onto her back on the carpet. Varsha's legs were spread and Bobby dragged herself up till her head was directly under and between her aunt's knees. She pushed her aunt's gown up over her strong thighs, excited that she wasn't wearing any panties. Clutching the powerful thighs with her hands, she raised her face up until her nose was digging her aunt's musky cunt. Varsha slipped her husband's limp cock into her mouth and moaned as she felt the girl lapping at her cunt expertly. She slid her hands down to cup the girl's tits and lowered herself till she was astride the girl's face. Bobby slipped her hands up over the thighs, up over the bunched up gown till she could cup those massive tits. She could barely cover half of the fleshy tits in her palms. "Ahh," Varsha moaned again, pulling her lips off his cock. "Ah yes, honey, there, yes, like that, ah, shove that tip inside, ugh, oh god, yes, bite my clit, oh god, baby, you do that so good!" "Why don't you reciprocate, honey?" he asked. Varsha slid off the couch and soon was lying on top of the girl. Her gown was still bunched up around her waist as she sank her face between Bobby's legs. He watched them eat each other, wriggling and writhing on the floor. "You seem to have experience, Bobby!" She blushed. "Yes. I do. I had a lot of experience with Sushmita. I wasn't a virgin when Kiran fucked me. Sushmita and me experimented with dildos." "Kiran. Can you get him.? We thought you how to do it. Now we have also fucked you," she looked slyly at her husband. "Maybe we can teach Kiran too. I swear he will fuck you like hell; just give us one week" "You thought me in less than three days. Besides, Kiran always says that you are beautiful and very young looking. So that would be easy." "Oh yeah? Get him here. If any guy thinks I am beautiful, I seduce him." "OK, OK, Aunt. I'll get him." ****** Kiran was in the house again. It was night and he was in Bobby's room. He had entered through the back door. Bobby had planned with her uncle and aunt that he should be seduced tonight. They had decided to use the same method that they had used to seduce Bobby. Varsha had asked Bobby to get him tonight and get him completely naked. Bobby had done it! Fifteen minutes that Kiran arrived and he was naked in Bobby's room and the uncle and aunt were observing the proceedings from the corner. Bobby was sucking his cock and not being able to hold long enough, Kiran went in the sixty-nine. "Wait, wait, Bobby, let me make you come" Uncle giggled and Varsha silenced him. "It's time?" Uncle asked and aunty nodded. They barged in and the look on Kiran's face was worth taking a picture. "What's going on here?" Kishore asked. Kiran got up and hastily managed to pull on his pants; Bobby remained naked. "Bobby," Kiran hissed, "Get up, for god's sakes. They are your guardians." "And they fuck me" she replied. "What?" "Oh come on, Kiran," Varsha said. "There's no problem here. You are grown up now." "We spied on you the other day and that was the main reason I got to fuck Bobby" He was stunned. He looked at Bobby, and then at Varsha. "Come on, let's get in the living room. That's bigger and gives more place." As if in a daze, he followed them. Bobby was still naked and her uncle had taken her in his arms. He was fondling a tit and she was giggling. They arrived at the living room and the uncle said, "Not fair, Bobby. You are the only person naked. I think, we must join you besides, you told us that Kiran is crazy about Varsha" Kiran flushed. He wasn't aware of the proximity of the three of them. It was Varsha who began to undress. She was wearing a red sari and a matching blouse. Kiran stared at her as she undressed. Kishore followed. He was in shorts and T-shirt, so he took lesser time than his wife to undress. Kiran's eyes were fixed on Varsha who had a smile on her face. "Would you like to see my tits and cunt?" she asked him. Kiran could only nod. "You like them?" Again, he could only nod. "Cat got your tongue?" Bobby asked him. Varsha slipped out of the blouse. Her cotton bra was exposed. Kiran's eyes bugged. He had never seen tits so huge. "C'mon, Kiran, why don't you take off your pants? Not that they haven't seen you naked," Bobby told him. By this time, Kishore was buck-naked and Bobby was in his arms. He was fondling her tits and she his cock. "Ever seen a cock this big?" Bobby asked Kiran, holding it. Kiran shook his head. It was really enormous. "And he knows how to use it too," she told him. By this time, Varsha had slipped out of her bra and was in the process of removing her sari. There was nothing under it, except panties. For the first time, Kiran spoke. "I'd rather see your aunt. Never seen a lady with such big tits and legs." Varsha laughed and in one swift movement, she pulled off her sari and her panties. "Wow," Kiran said. "This is fantastic." "Wait till she fucks you," Bobby told him, fondling her uncle's testicles now. "Is she really going to?" Kiran sounded disbelieving. "You bet your ass, buddy," Kishore said. Kishore and Bobby had reached the couch and he sat down, taking her on his lap. They kissed, their tongues dueling. Also, he was playing with her tits. "Come here, baby," Varsha said, now completely naked and gesturing at him from the low divan. He walked to her like he was on fire. The first thing he did was to bend down and kiss her tits, and then her mouth. Varsha pulled off his pants and then the underwear. His cock was erect and he groaned when she took hold of it. "Oh my God," he said, "I will come if you do that." "No, you will not," she smiled at him. "Touch my tits and play with them." He did, glancing across the room. He saw Bobby kneeling on the floor, her uncle's cock in her mouth while he was still kneading her tits. "Like what they are doing?" she asked him. "Yes, I like. But I'm afraid I will come if you do that." "I bet you won't," she told him and he was surprised. He spread his legs and she tickled the insides of his thighs. He squeezed her tits, amazed at the size. He stared at her cunt and noticed that it was clean-shaven. She bent down and kissed his thighs; the insides of them to be more precise. He groaned when she took his cock in her hot and moist hand. But she wasn't going to jerk him off; in stead she pinched the tip of his cock, deflating him. "Aw," he shouted, "that hurts" He heard Kishore speak from across the room: "There cannot be any pleasure if there is no pain. If you want to last long, that is the only way. Believe me, she taught me that." He looked at them and noticed that Bobby was sucking on his cock, fondling his balls. She would occasionally draw back and lick the shaft. He also noticed her tickling his balls and wondered how Kishore managed to hold himself. Varsha bent down and kissed his shaft and he groaned, his hands tightening on her tits. She licked the flesh and then suddenly she felt her hot mouth envelope the length of his cock. "Ugghhh..." he groaned. "That's great!" Varsha drew back and pinched the tip of his cock again. She kept repeating this procedure getting him over the edge and then cooling him off. On the couch, Bobby was lying on top of her uncle. His cock was impaled into her cunt and she was moving up and down furiously. He had clamped her hips by encircling them, so it looked like a reverse missionary position. He also had one of her tit in his mouth and he was sucking on it. "Oh my god, Bobby, fuck me, fuck me harder, ah yes, like that; rotate your ass, aahhhh, yessss, like that." He reached down and squeezed his niece's ass cheeks as she rode him. "They fuck like rabbits. And every time they get a chance. Which is quite often," Varsha told Kiran, now massaging his cock with both her hands. "After you come, how soon do you get hard again?" "Huh, it d-depends," he stammered. "Depends on what?" she laughed. His inhibitions were gradually disappearing. He smiled back. "Well, I remember once when Bobby jacked me off in the car at the drive-in theatre. I came within a couple of minutes. She went down on me and hey presto! I was hard in no time!" Varsha bent down even as he watched her mouth open wide. She slipped his cock inside and clamped her lips around it. Slowly at first, and then with increasing speed, she began to bob her head up and down. He grabbed her ears and began to fuck her face. He glanced across the room and saw Bobby leaning back into the couch, her legs spread wide apart. Her uncle was crouched between her legs and was thrusting his cock in and out of her cunt. "Aahhhh, yes, uncle, fuck me! Oh my god, faster, uncle, deeper and harder. Oh yes, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted. Kiran could stand it no longer. He rose from the divan and pushed the woman onto her back on it. He straddled her body and pushed his cock back into her mouth, beginning to fuck her face earnestly. Varsha was an expert at giving head and he groaned when he felt her swallowing his cock deep into her throat, clamping his shaft with the muscles of her throat whenever he pushed it inside. It was like fucking a cunt! He glanced again at Bobby and was amazed at the position that she was fucking her uncle. She was sitting upright on his lap, both her legs hooked over the arms of the chair. He hadn't noticed when they had moved over to the chair from the couch. She was leaning back on the top of his thighs while he supported her back with his hands. Kiran watched as she raised her knees and tucked her feet inside the arms of the chair. The horny old man leaned forward and began to kiss and suck on her tits as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy. "Oh shit, I'm cumming!" he groaned, shifting his eyes back to his cock thrusting in and out of Varsha's mouth. He felt her tongue swipe over his shaft and he shuddered. He reached behind him and found her moist pussy, driving two fingers deep inside her. She moaned with his cock still embedded inside her mouth and brought her hands up to fondle his balls. "Yes, yes, I'm going to cum!" he yelled. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and started to jerk it off. His ass rose over her body as he threw back his head, groaning. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, this is it, I'm going to burst!" Her fist was a blur now as she speeded up her movements. Finally, he let out a howl and looked down so that he could watch her. Her mouth was open and her eyes fixed on his shaft that she was jerking off. His entire body shuddering, he felt his juices shooting out of his cock. He watched as it splattered her face and then she raised her head and took his cock back into her mouth, sucking voraciously. Bobby watched, fascinated by her aunt's expertise. She was now sitting on one side of her uncle's lap. His legs were spread wide apart as he sat back on the armchair and she had hooked one of her legs over the arm of the chair. He was stroking her clit while sucking on her firm tits. She had wrapped one hand around his shoulder, pulling him closer to her. With his other hand embracing her, he cupped her other tit, pinching her nipple. She allowed him to make the thrusting movements, moaning as his cock plunged in and out of her cunt; the position made it easy for him to jam his cock right to the hilt. Teaching The Young Brat Ch. 02 Kiran gasped and groaned, his chest heaving as Varsha continued to suck his cock and lick his juices off it. He was aware of her huge tits on which he was now seated and the knowledge made him thrust his fingers inside her cunt, faster and deeper. She was big there, and he added a third finger, fucking her cunt now, with three fingers and wanting her to come. Her hips rose to meet his fingers and allow them to cram right inside her pussy; and then she was lowering her hips as he thrust inside again. She did not stop licking his cock, though, and he had to reluctantly, pull it out of her mouth. Damn it! He had just flooded her mouth and painted her face and he was totally drained. It was as if she understood, because she totally ignored his cock; concentrating instead on his fingers fucking her cunt. He collapsed beside her and this suited them fine because he could now suck on her massive tits while continuing to fuck her pussy with his fingers. They lay on their sides, facing each other and she raised her leg up to allow him more access. On the chair, not too far from them, Bobby was squealing; apparently in the throes of an orgasm. Her uncle began to fuck her faster and more earnestly, chewing on her tits, squeezing them and stroking the insides of her thighs. She moaned, her hand disappearing under her and it was obvious that she was fondling his balls. Almost as if by a signal, they looked at Varsha and Kiran. She was writhing uncontrollably, her orgasm inevitable, more so because he was now bent over her and was licking her clit as his fingers speeded up their movements. Varsha hooked a leg over his shoulders to pull him closer to her cunt and her hips rose as she screamed. It was exactly when Varsha climaxed that Kishore pulled his cock out and jacked himself over Bobby's belly. The girl leaned down so that his come would land on her heaving tits, and she moaned when it did happen. Husband and wife climaxed at the same time; though with the help of different partners. And they were delighted! ****** "You said you would get him hard!" Bobby told her aunt. "I will. But I didn't tell him; I only asked him how long it takes for him to get hard after coming the first time," Varsha answered. "It's the same thing anyway," Bobby pouted, rubbing her uncle's juices over her tits. Watching Bobby do that gave Varsha the idea. "Don't rub it off," she said. "Come here." Rather unsteadily, Bobby walked over to the divan and stood by its side, her hands hanging limply beside her. "Have you ever tried tit fucking?" Varsha asked her niece. Bobby was confused. She was aware of her uncle's juices dribbling over her tits and between them. "Tit fucking?" she asked, eying her boyfriend's semi-turgid cock. "Yeah, tit fucking. Like feeling a nice cock sliding up and down between your tits." "N-no," Bobby replied hesitantly. Varsha smiled at her. She sat up on the divan and casually stroked Kiran's cock. When she leaned forward her heavy tits bunched together and almost threatened to fall down! "Hey stud," she said to Kiran. "Bobby wants to make you hard again, I guess. Lie back on the divan, that's a good boy." He was beginning to get the picture. He pushed himself up the narrow divan and looked expectantly at Varsha. The woman threw her leg around his hips and slid down his body. "Time to show your girl what she's missing," she chuckled. Her tits dragged down over his belly and then she was crouching over him. He gasped when he felt the large tits brush against his flaccid cock and amazingly, felt it getting hard. "See?" Varsha laughed, looking up at her niece. "He gets hard just by feeling my tit flesh brush his cock." She leaned into him now, holding the sides of her tits. Down she went till she was gathering his cock up between them. "You make like a tunnel, baby," she told Bobby after trapping his cock between her tits. "And then, you begin to move!" Bobby watched, fascinated as his cock disappeared in her aunt's enormous cleavage and she began to move back and forth. "That," Varsha gasped, "is tit fucking. Go, boy, shove it up and down, oh yes, like that. Feel that hot flesh enveloping your cock? Yes? So go on then and fuck my tits." Kishore chuckled from the chair from where he was watching. He was also fondling his big cock, willing it to get hard. He rose from the chair and walked up to Bobby, standing behind her. He put his arms around her from behind and grabbed her young luscious tits. Bobby moaned, feeling her legs go weak. She was getting turned on again, watching Kiran's cock sliding up and down between her aunt's massive tits. "I don't have such big tits," she said. Her uncle laughed, kneading her tits now. "You will one day. I told you that. But these aren't exactly small. Big enough for a titty fuck. Come on, now, lie down on the floor and let's see how we do this." Bobby slipped down onto the floor, gasping when she felt the cold tiles against her naked back. "Push your shoulders together, baby," Kishore told her, continuing to fondle his cock. "That will sort of bunch up your tits." Bobby was surprised when she obeyed him: her tits indeed appeared to be bigger. As Kishore had said, she didn't exactly have pimples on her chest! She wore a decent 34B size. It was just that she was comparing her tits with those that sat on her aunt's chest. Bobby had pink nipples and at this moment they were stiff and rigid. The areola was almost a couple of inches in diameter. She remembered one of her boyfriends comment to her that her tits would fill up a champagne glass perfectly. When she brought her shoulders together, it was natural for her hands to get closer to each other. She spread her legs wide apart and with the fingers of her left hand, opened up her wet pussy lips. She smiled coyly at her uncle as she slipped one finger of her right hand inside her cunt. Kishore still stood above her at her feet, watching with half-closed eyes and now jerking his shaft up and down. He watched the enticing cleavage of the girl and then shifted his eyes back to watch her finger fucking her cunt lazily. "You really never had your tits fucked before, babe?" he asked huskily. "No, uncle, I never did. In that department I am still a virgin," she replied in a sultry voice. He stared at her tits apprehensively and felt as if he was going to pop her cherry instead. "Wait," he told her. "You are going to need some lubrication there." "But I have your juices up here," she said, smiling sexily, as she drew back her finger from her cunt and smeared the juices between her tits. "No. I want you to enjoy the first time. Just be patient. I will arrange for something." He turned his back to her and walked away. Bobby put her finger back in her cunt, apparently disappointed at the delay and watched her aunt and Kiran making it out on the divan. Kiran was groaning, bucking his hips back and forth on the divan as the woman crouched at his knees. She was holding the sides of her tits together, wrapping the ample flesh over his cock. He was erect now and looking down, he could see the tip of his cock poking out every time that Varsha drew her body (and her tits) down. He reached down and cupped the woman's chin to yank it up. This gave him a clear view of his cock gliding between her tits. "Ahhhhh," he muttered, "that feels so good. Oh god, yes, fuck my cock with your tits, Varsha, fuck it. Oh yes, like that. Oh god, this is amazing. I can feel that hot flesh of yours on my dick, oh god, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it..." Varsha looked into his eyes and smiled. Her body pushed up and pulled down as she stroked his cock between her enormous tits. "Let go of my head, kiddo. I'm going to make it better for you." Kiran complied with her command. She bent down and this time, when she pulled her tits down over his cock, she opened her mouth and let the top of his cock enter her mouth. "Ohhhhh god!" he exclaimed, lifting his hips up to cram more of his cock in her mouth. Just as quickly, she pushed her tits up, releasing his cock from her mouth. Before he could moan his disapproval, she had rapidly jerked back and taken him into her mouth again. He understood. She would keep his cock between her tits all the time and allow the cock head into her mouth only on the down thrust. He began to move back and forth, fucking her tits urgently, loving it especially when she wrapped those luscious lips around his cock while pressing her tits together even harder to grip his cock between them. Without realizing it, Bobby had begun to fuck her cunt with her finger even faster now. She was thoroughly wet down there and the result was a wet squishy sound, urgent and rhythmic. Kishore finally arrived. He had a plastic bottle in his hand. Bobby noticed that his cock had shrunk down considerably. "Here we are. Body lotion." "Let me suck your cock while you do my tits," Bobby moaned as he slipped down on his knees beside her. He cackled, shifting towards her head. He squatted on top of her and began to raise and lower his body, fucking her mouth even as he tipped the contents of the plastic bottle over her tits. She moaned and shivered as the cool liquid spread over her hot tits. And when she felt his hands rubbing the oil into the flesh of her tits, she arched her back up towards him, sucking ferociously on his cock. Kishore was facing her legs while he oiled her tits. "I am going to start your anointment with an unusual position. At least, it is unusual for the first titty fuck," he announced. There was a sound of a 'pop' as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and gently lowered himself on her face. Her nose was now pressed against his balls and she licked them up. "I'm going to fuck you from here. Reverse tit fucking, we call it. That's when you get your tits fucked from the top of your cleavage instead of from the bottom." She moaned when she felt him rubbing his cock head over her nipples. "Oh god, uncle, quick, please, don't fuck around: in stead, fuck my tits! Any fucking position you want, I want to just feel your cock between my tits!" "Such language," he chuckled as he pressed his cock into her cleavage. His hands pushed her slick tits together till his cock was gripped tightly between them. "Now, baby, let's fuck," he said, beginning to move back and forth over her. The feeling of his cock gliding in and out of her oil-slicked tits was heavenly, she thought and she tried to assist him by moving her body on the floor in counter thrusts. On the divan, Varsha decided that it was time to change the position. She slipped out of the divan and knelt by its side. "Get up, stud," she whispered. Kiran got up groggily, his cock twitching with desire. "Sit down at the edge and rest your legs on the floor. Spread them apart, wider," she instructed him. He obeyed till his legs were spread-eagled, his cock sticking out from between. Still kneeling on the floor, she leaned forward and using her huge tits, scooped up his cock between them. He gasped loudly. "Now, fuck my tits, you creep," she ordered. He began to lift and lower his hips, his ass coming off the divan during the up thrust. "Hold my shoulders, lover boy," she whimpered. He grabbed her shoulders and began to slam his cock up and down in her cleavage. He glanced at his girlfriend laying on the floor, her uncle sitting on her face and that monster prick fucking those tits from the top. He nearly blew his load. Then followed a series of incoherent gasps, moans, groans and cries interspaced with words that were equally out of sync. "Fuck my tits, uncle, oh god, yes, fuck, fuck." "Your tits are so big! My cock feels like it is entering and leaving a tunnel; only, it's a tunnel that fits like a glove on my cock!" "Fuck them, fancy pants, fuck them! It's your tunnel, fuck my tunnel!" "Lick my balls when I fuck your tits, babe!" "Fuck, fuck, fuck." "Yes, yes, yes." "Faster, faster, oh god, yes, faster now, faster than that, lover boy!" "Oh good lord, I never thought it would feel so good! Oh my god, I think I'm going to be addicted to this, uncle!" If some body would happen to hear these sentences, he would end up thinking that the occupants of the building were watching a porn movie. The four bodies twisted and jerked and slammed and banged. It was no surprise that Kiran came first. He uttered a wail, thrust his cock up between Varsha's tits and clutching her shoulders, unloaded his jism. He had held back for too long and now when he came, it seemed to him that he would keep coming forever. He drenched her face as she frantically tried to take the cock head inside her mouth. He refused to let go off her heavy tits, just shuffling up closer so that she could take the tip of his cock in her mouth to swallow his load. Varsha had her back to her husband, yet instantly knew that it was his fingers that were poking in her cunt. She continued to feast on Kiran's juice a she spread her legs apart to allow Kishore's fingers slam into her cunt from behind. Kishore did not slow down fucking his niece's tits as he finger fucked his wife. In turn, Bobby's fingers weren't idle either. She had crammed two of her dainty fingers inside it and was fucking herself in the same rhythm that her uncle was fucking her oil-slicked tits. Her tongue too, was busy licking away her uncle's king sized balls. "Where do you want it?" Kishore gasped, beginning to move frantically to shove his cock in and out of Bobby's cleavage. Her voice was muffled. "Just come where your cock is, uncle!" And so he did. But before he let his juices rain down in her cleavage, he had the gratification of hearing his wife moan out her orgasm. When he did explode, the girl screamed out her climax as well, thrusting her fingers deep inside her pussy and lifting her ass off the tiles. His semen flew out of his cock, gathering at the base of her cleavage and then the next burst splattered on her belly. Her hands flew up to smear his warm liquid over her stomach and then over her tits, which were already glistening with his come on them. Much later, when they were separated from each other and lying in the aftermath of their explosive orgasms, Kishore said, "That's lesson number one for the two of you." Varsha chuckled. "Just wait till we come around to lesson number two," she added.