When he stopped cumming, he fell on me, his arms clinching me tightly and his rough cheek on my face. We remained like this for some time and then he withdrew his penis out of my pussy. It came out with a ‘plop’ like sound. He got up and sat between my thighs. He made me sit up and and asked me look at my pussy. His copious cum was flowing out of it. I was glad to see that my pussy was not bleeding at all. Tonight the process of my deflowering was complete. Seeing me happy, Avtar uncle kissed me again and again on my cheeks and lips.
He asked, “Dekha, tumhari choot ko koi nuksan nahin hua hai (Did you see that your pussy is undamaged?)”
I nodded shyly. He said again, “Aaj meri rani ko dard hua kya (Did my queen feel pain today?)”
I shook my head in no. He persisted, “Par tumhe maza to nahin aaya hoga (But you couldn’t have felt pleasure?)”
This made me break my silence, “Uncle, mujhe nahin pata tha ki is kaam me itna maza aata hai (Uncle, I didn’t know that this act gives so much pleasure!)”
My words relieved him of all tension, and he said, “To fir chudwaaogi (Will you get fucked again?)”
I nodded shyly to convey my consent.
The next day my parents were to arrive in the late evening. It was a working day for Avtar uncle and I was supposed to go to school. My maid came in the morning and I told her that I will not be going to school because of some fever and bodyache. She finished her work in our house by 8 AM and went straight to prepare breakfast for Avtar uncle who was preparing on war footing to go to office. She finished preparing his breakfast and cleaning up by 10 AM. She came back to our house to finish the remaining work and went home by 12 O'Clock.
I had told her not to disturb me till 6 PM because I was sleeping. Avtar uncle had told her that he will be taking dinner outside and she need not come for preparing dinner. The moment she left I rang up Avtar uncle and told him that the field is clear. The pleasure that he had given me in the second round of fucking had made willing and eager for the third round.
I felt a sweet tingling in my pussy which, I believed, could be relieved only by Avtar uncle’s dick. Uncle was back home by 1.30 PM. He called me immediately. I lost no time in reaching his flat. He took me in his arms and we were straight away kissing mouth to mouth. Uncle's tongue began to explore my mouth as he cupped my buttocks in his large hands. Soon he had me wriggling with excitement. He was too experienced to miss my arousal. He started stripping me. I was standing completely naked in front of him within 2 minutes. He removed his own clothes also and his spear-like penis was pointed towards my face. He sat on a chair and made me sit in his lap, parting my legs. He put his arms around my waist. Holding me in his arms, he started with sucking my boob until it was fully in his mouth and his hard tongue was gliding all over it. I was flying high and moaning. He picked up the tender bud of my nipple between his fingers and pinched it a little. My nipple became stiff with excitement.
I could not hold myself from writhing. I arched my back pushing my bosom up. My nipple was deep inside his mouth and his tongue was alternatively licking and sucking on it. I could not bear the assault. While sucking on one nipple, his hand was holding the other breast, fondling and squeezing it. His mouth and hand kept exchanging their places on my bosom. There was frantic holding, grabbing, squeezing and mauling of the breasts one after the other. I was whimpering ‘Ah’ and ‘Oh’ and ‘Isss’ out of extreme excitement.
Avtar uncle carried me to bed and laid me on it. He put his lips on mine. The kiss this time was gentle and sweet, and he licked and nibbled my lips. He was simultaneously squeezing my boobs. Soon his hand left my breasts to descend on the flat plain of my tummy. He caressed my belly button with a finger. His hand moved down and soon reached between my thighs. Involuntarily, I lifted my pussy to meet his exploring hand. His fingers trailed down the gentle slope between my thighs and hit a sensitive spot. As soon as they touched it, I jerked my pelvis with pleasure.
Avtar uncle broke the kiss and sat up. He ran his hand on both of my thighs, and gently pried them open. He sat between my legs and lifted them to his shoulders. He kissed my inner thigh on one side and then the other. Goose bumps erupted all over my thighs. His trail of kisses moved towards my pussy. Each kiss was different in force and duration. My arousal overcame my shyness and I guided his mouth to the places which I wanted to be kissed. He used his tongue skillfully to kiss and lick my pussy and clitoris. Keeping the tongue on the bud of the clitoris, he gently introduced a finger in my pussy. It went in easily and was gripped immediately by my internal muscles. Titillating the clitoris with his tongue, he massaged my pussy with his finger and soon I began to tremble in rapture.
The tempest lasted for a full minute. When the storm passed away, I pulled him up till our mouths met. I showed my gratitude by giving him a deep kiss. I said, "Uncle, it was unbelievable; I had no idea that your tongue can give such pleasure. Now it is my turn to give you pleasure. Tell me what do you want me to do?"
He guided my hand to his rampant cock and said, “Salma, meri jaan, ab tum ise apni choot ka rasta dikha do (Salma, my life, show it to the gate of your cunt.)”
I had no hesitation in guiding his cock between my pussy lips. He pushed his pelvis towards me, and his huge tool started going inside me. The progress was slow though my pussy was wet with my juices. With his penis head inside my pussy, he started a long mouth-to-mouth kiss again. This time there had been absolutely no pain and I wanted more of his cock inside me. Uncle seemed to be in no hurry. He was concentrating on kissing me rather than taking care of my pussy. In desperation, I pushed his head away and implored him, “Uncle, aur daaliye na. Mujhe poora chaahiye (Uncle, insert some more. I want all of it.)”
Uncle looke puzzled and asked, “Poora kya chhahiye, Salma (What all do you want, Salma?)”
I realized that he was acting and teasing me. I said, “Aapko pata hai mujhe kya chaahiye. Ab der mat keejiye (You know what I want. Don’t delay now.)”
“Oh! To meri Salma ab itni badi ho gai hai ki use poora lund chaahiye, hai na (Oh! My Salma has grown up so much that she needs the entire cock, isn’t it?)” Uncle teased me.
“Jab aap jaanate hain to daalte kyon nahin (If you know, why don’t you insert it?” I replied.
“Yah lo, meri rani. Ab poora lund lo (Take it, my queen. Take the whole cock.)” Uncle said and at the same time forced his penis inside my pussy. His powerful penis made its way inside me, stretching my pussy walls. He kept the pressure up until his cock hit my womb. The feeling was exquisite – my pussy holding his throbbing dick in a cinch. My cunt lips were feeling the pubic hair around his penis. He again started exploring my mouth with his tongue, holding me in his arms very tightly against his body. His dick was stationery but pulsating inside my cunt.
After what seemed like an eternity, he jerked his penis inside me and it hit some point which sent shivers up my spine. He did it again and I felt that same electrifying shiver inside me. When he found no resistance from me, he started pumping my pussy with his hard cock. Now with every stroke of his, I was shivering and shaking and moaning loudly. His very strong and powerful body and his strong grip was not allowing my body even to move a little and his pumping was turning more and more powerful with every stroke. I felt some liquid flowing from my pussy which enabled me to take his strokes with considerable ease. A situation came soon when every stroke was sending a sweet tingle up my spine.
He increased his momentum. His balls were banging against my butt. His upper body was almost still but the lower portion was moving in a frenzy. Every time his cock-head glided in, it produced a sweet tingling in my pussy. Avtar uncle told me that his cock-head was hitting my G-spot, a place in pussy which was extremely sensitive to cock. The constant attack on my G-spot was producing indescribable sensations. I was feeling overcharged and desperate for release. I pleaded, “Uncle, mere andar aag si lag rahi hai. Kuchh keejiye. Is aag ko bujha deejiye (Uncle, a fire is raging inside me. Do something. Extinguish this fire.)”
Uncle also seemed to be on boil. He was grunting incoherently, “Aah ... ohh ... isss ... oh Salma, ye le ... ye jhada main ... aaah (Aah ... ohh ... isss ... oh Salma, take it ... here I cum ... aaah!)”
His thrusts became frenzied and then ... his face contorted .... his body arched ... he started shooting ... his hot juice ... inside my pussy! ... Every jet produced sensations of extreme pleasure ... relief ... and fulfillment! After emptying his molten lava in my pussy, he closed my legs and widened his own legs to clasp me between them. ... Small spurts continued for some seconds. I was feeling and enjoying every throb of his penis inside me. ... Soon we lapsed into a contented stupor.
Avtar uncle was extremely loving and a perfect man for me. He was charming, intelligent, very strong, ... and very virile. His parents were also very affectionate. I wanted to be his bride and he also wanted to take me as his bride. But alas I could never become his begum (wife). He could not muster the courage to ask for my hand because of the age difference.
THE END
He asked, “Dekha, tumhari choot ko koi nuksan nahin hua hai (Did you see that your pussy is undamaged?)”
I nodded shyly. He said again, “Aaj meri rani ko dard hua kya (Did my queen feel pain today?)”
I shook my head in no. He persisted, “Par tumhe maza to nahin aaya hoga (But you couldn’t have felt pleasure?)”
This made me break my silence, “Uncle, mujhe nahin pata tha ki is kaam me itna maza aata hai (Uncle, I didn’t know that this act gives so much pleasure!)”
My words relieved him of all tension, and he said, “To fir chudwaaogi (Will you get fucked again?)”
I nodded shyly to convey my consent.
The next day my parents were to arrive in the late evening. It was a working day for Avtar uncle and I was supposed to go to school. My maid came in the morning and I told her that I will not be going to school because of some fever and bodyache. She finished her work in our house by 8 AM and went straight to prepare breakfast for Avtar uncle who was preparing on war footing to go to office. She finished preparing his breakfast and cleaning up by 10 AM. She came back to our house to finish the remaining work and went home by 12 O'Clock.
I had told her not to disturb me till 6 PM because I was sleeping. Avtar uncle had told her that he will be taking dinner outside and she need not come for preparing dinner. The moment she left I rang up Avtar uncle and told him that the field is clear. The pleasure that he had given me in the second round of fucking had made willing and eager for the third round.
I felt a sweet tingling in my pussy which, I believed, could be relieved only by Avtar uncle’s dick. Uncle was back home by 1.30 PM. He called me immediately. I lost no time in reaching his flat. He took me in his arms and we were straight away kissing mouth to mouth. Uncle's tongue began to explore my mouth as he cupped my buttocks in his large hands. Soon he had me wriggling with excitement. He was too experienced to miss my arousal. He started stripping me. I was standing completely naked in front of him within 2 minutes. He removed his own clothes also and his spear-like penis was pointed towards my face. He sat on a chair and made me sit in his lap, parting my legs. He put his arms around my waist. Holding me in his arms, he started with sucking my boob until it was fully in his mouth and his hard tongue was gliding all over it. I was flying high and moaning. He picked up the tender bud of my nipple between his fingers and pinched it a little. My nipple became stiff with excitement.
I could not hold myself from writhing. I arched my back pushing my bosom up. My nipple was deep inside his mouth and his tongue was alternatively licking and sucking on it. I could not bear the assault. While sucking on one nipple, his hand was holding the other breast, fondling and squeezing it. His mouth and hand kept exchanging their places on my bosom. There was frantic holding, grabbing, squeezing and mauling of the breasts one after the other. I was whimpering ‘Ah’ and ‘Oh’ and ‘Isss’ out of extreme excitement.
Avtar uncle carried me to bed and laid me on it. He put his lips on mine. The kiss this time was gentle and sweet, and he licked and nibbled my lips. He was simultaneously squeezing my boobs. Soon his hand left my breasts to descend on the flat plain of my tummy. He caressed my belly button with a finger. His hand moved down and soon reached between my thighs. Involuntarily, I lifted my pussy to meet his exploring hand. His fingers trailed down the gentle slope between my thighs and hit a sensitive spot. As soon as they touched it, I jerked my pelvis with pleasure.
Avtar uncle broke the kiss and sat up. He ran his hand on both of my thighs, and gently pried them open. He sat between my legs and lifted them to his shoulders. He kissed my inner thigh on one side and then the other. Goose bumps erupted all over my thighs. His trail of kisses moved towards my pussy. Each kiss was different in force and duration. My arousal overcame my shyness and I guided his mouth to the places which I wanted to be kissed. He used his tongue skillfully to kiss and lick my pussy and clitoris. Keeping the tongue on the bud of the clitoris, he gently introduced a finger in my pussy. It went in easily and was gripped immediately by my internal muscles. Titillating the clitoris with his tongue, he massaged my pussy with his finger and soon I began to tremble in rapture.
The tempest lasted for a full minute. When the storm passed away, I pulled him up till our mouths met. I showed my gratitude by giving him a deep kiss. I said, "Uncle, it was unbelievable; I had no idea that your tongue can give such pleasure. Now it is my turn to give you pleasure. Tell me what do you want me to do?"
He guided my hand to his rampant cock and said, “Salma, meri jaan, ab tum ise apni choot ka rasta dikha do (Salma, my life, show it to the gate of your cunt.)”
I had no hesitation in guiding his cock between my pussy lips. He pushed his pelvis towards me, and his huge tool started going inside me. The progress was slow though my pussy was wet with my juices. With his penis head inside my pussy, he started a long mouth-to-mouth kiss again. This time there had been absolutely no pain and I wanted more of his cock inside me. Uncle seemed to be in no hurry. He was concentrating on kissing me rather than taking care of my pussy. In desperation, I pushed his head away and implored him, “Uncle, aur daaliye na. Mujhe poora chaahiye (Uncle, insert some more. I want all of it.)”
Uncle looke puzzled and asked, “Poora kya chhahiye, Salma (What all do you want, Salma?)”
I realized that he was acting and teasing me. I said, “Aapko pata hai mujhe kya chaahiye. Ab der mat keejiye (You know what I want. Don’t delay now.)”
“Oh! To meri Salma ab itni badi ho gai hai ki use poora lund chaahiye, hai na (Oh! My Salma has grown up so much that she needs the entire cock, isn’t it?)” Uncle teased me.
“Jab aap jaanate hain to daalte kyon nahin (If you know, why don’t you insert it?” I replied.
“Yah lo, meri rani. Ab poora lund lo (Take it, my queen. Take the whole cock.)” Uncle said and at the same time forced his penis inside my pussy. His powerful penis made its way inside me, stretching my pussy walls. He kept the pressure up until his cock hit my womb. The feeling was exquisite – my pussy holding his throbbing dick in a cinch. My cunt lips were feeling the pubic hair around his penis. He again started exploring my mouth with his tongue, holding me in his arms very tightly against his body. His dick was stationery but pulsating inside my cunt.
After what seemed like an eternity, he jerked his penis inside me and it hit some point which sent shivers up my spine. He did it again and I felt that same electrifying shiver inside me. When he found no resistance from me, he started pumping my pussy with his hard cock. Now with every stroke of his, I was shivering and shaking and moaning loudly. His very strong and powerful body and his strong grip was not allowing my body even to move a little and his pumping was turning more and more powerful with every stroke. I felt some liquid flowing from my pussy which enabled me to take his strokes with considerable ease. A situation came soon when every stroke was sending a sweet tingle up my spine.
He increased his momentum. His balls were banging against my butt. His upper body was almost still but the lower portion was moving in a frenzy. Every time his cock-head glided in, it produced a sweet tingling in my pussy. Avtar uncle told me that his cock-head was hitting my G-spot, a place in pussy which was extremely sensitive to cock. The constant attack on my G-spot was producing indescribable sensations. I was feeling overcharged and desperate for release. I pleaded, “Uncle, mere andar aag si lag rahi hai. Kuchh keejiye. Is aag ko bujha deejiye (Uncle, a fire is raging inside me. Do something. Extinguish this fire.)”
Uncle also seemed to be on boil. He was grunting incoherently, “Aah ... ohh ... isss ... oh Salma, ye le ... ye jhada main ... aaah (Aah ... ohh ... isss ... oh Salma, take it ... here I cum ... aaah!)”
His thrusts became frenzied and then ... his face contorted .... his body arched ... he started shooting ... his hot juice ... inside my pussy! ... Every jet produced sensations of extreme pleasure ... relief ... and fulfillment! After emptying his molten lava in my pussy, he closed my legs and widened his own legs to clasp me between them. ... Small spurts continued for some seconds. I was feeling and enjoying every throb of his penis inside me. ... Soon we lapsed into a contented stupor.
Avtar uncle was extremely loving and a perfect man for me. He was charming, intelligent, very strong, ... and very virile. His parents were also very affectionate. I wanted to be his bride and he also wanted to take me as his bride. But alas I could never become his begum (wife). He could not muster the courage to ask for my hand because of the age difference.
THE END