Hi friends, I am new to this site. Actually I was introduced in to the world of
\ninternet recently and got a chance to visit this site. Soon it became my
\nfavorite and I am glad in getting the freedom to reveal some real experience in
\nmy life. I am Shibin babu from
\nKarnataka. The events I am going to describe happened some years ago. It was a bright spring night. When my mother
\ntold me again that my younger sister had some problem in her hubby\u2019s home by
\nher lack of pregnancy even after two years of her marriage<\/p>\n
I lost the temper for, I had been in a constant struggle to
\nmeet both ends together after the death of my father. Though there had not been
\nmuch family resources I managed to get the two younger sisters married and
\nclear the debts of my father and hire a little comfortable house in the town.
\nThen I had been working in a motor workshop of which now I am the owner. I had
\nbeen planning for my marriage, but it felt things were slipping on every
\noccasion. <\/p>\n
A proposal with the daughter of my coworker was somewhat
\nprogressing and the complaint from mother felt like a bolt from the blue. All
\nthe hazardous struggle and tragedies of my life combined together and out
\nbusted. Then what can I do now. All the life I have been struggling for you and
\nthem. And no one is here to think of me. If you were my mother you would not
\nhave thought so. I am thinking of my marriage. What I should do now? Tell me,
\ngetting married or make Diya pregnant<\/p>\n
If you can do that it would end all difficulties<\/p>\n
\nMother retorted as if speaking to herself.
\nI was shocked in her unexpected reply and asked
\nWhat did you say? Sorry boy I said it in my agony. Though you are not my son
\nyou are dearer than the other two daughters to me. When your father married me
\nafter the death of your mother, you were 8 years old boy. When he died you were
\nstudying in the poly technique. <\/p>\n
Though you had a nice future you sacrificed everything for
\nus- The burden your father had brought upon you. We lived well and my two
\ndaughters never felt the loss of their father and married well. Now if anything
\nhappens and they send her here it will be another burden over your shoulders.
\nCan we go to a good doctor? We can sell my ormaments. Her words touched me and
\nI told her money is not the problem (really it was)<\/p>\n
We have already consulted the doctor and she told that there
\nis no problem from either (Really the problem was of the performance) Ok I will
\nthink of it. With these words I retired to my bed. I could not sleep. Something
\nwas rolling behind my mind. I reviewed the words of mother, if you can do it,
\nit would end all the problems. What is meant by it? I fuck and impregnate my
\nsister. For a second I thought of the scene of session with my sister. I have
\nfucked a dozen of town whores. <\/p>\n
A session with a nice homely woman was my dream, but I had
\nnever the chance. To make a girl friend I did not have the time to flirt and
\nroam in the struggle for life. Diya in her vermillion saree long hair and soft
\nbut athletic body felt coinciding with my dream girl. Again I imagined Diya
\nlying near me and I removing her clothes one after another on the same bed, fondling
\nher naked butts and breast, spreading her sumptuous thighs and sinking in to
\nthe heavenly softness.<\/p> \n\n
I felt an unspeakable thrill in mind and hardness in my
\ngroin. The thought about a session with her was all welcoming and I found no
\ntaboo or hesitation. I am free in my home with my sister and mother green
\nflagging for it to get rid off a huddle. More I thought more I became mad and I
\ncould not sleep that night properly. I wake a little late and seeing me sleepy
\nmother asked me whether I had any illness. I told her it was all right and told
\nher to bring Diya the same day. <\/p>\n
Her face became bright and asked me if she could give the
\nornaments. I told her to keep them for the time being and rushed to the
\nworkshop. When riding to the shop I thought that she wants to give her a
\nthorough treatment and her yesterday\u2019s words were just slip of tongue. I felt I
\nwas fooled and made up my mind to take her to the doctor and bear the all the
\nexpense. I reached home in the afternoon and there Diya was ready. Her husband
\nhad not come and she appeared a little gloomy. <\/p>\n
Mother was in her ordinary dress and I asked her why she had
\nnot changed the dress. She told that she was tired by the journey and that we
\ncould go both together. I felt uneasiness as in such consultation a woman is
\ninevitable. Anyway we start together and she was sitting close to me holding
\nthe side of my waist. She asked some trivial matters and I answered
\nabsentmindedly.
\nThe doctor was a famous one and we waited for an hour for our turn. <\/p>\n
I showed her all the test results and she was a little angry
\nwhen knew that husband hadn\u2019t come. She asked me to sit outside and after ten
\nminutes called me inside. Diya was sent out and she explained me the things. No
\nproblem is seen from either side. From your sister I could understand that no
\nreal contact has occurred since their marriage. He is addicted to masturbation
\nand doesn\u2019t have the power to penetrate. <\/p>\n
Most of the possible medicines are tried and we can try
\nartificial insemination or better test tube. I asked about the expense and it was terrible. When coming out of the clinic I
\nrealized why mom had said so including her plan to sell her ornaments. She had
\nknown everything but never could tell me or others. I felt a deep sympathy for
\nher and Diya in their helplessness. I turned the bike in the road directing the
\ncentre of the town. <\/p>\n
There I stopped before a shopping complex and bought some
\ndress, fancy and sweets according to the selection of Diya. The change in her
\nwas marvelous and she began to talk and laugh cheerfully. Forgetting me in the
\ncontact of her body I also indulged in her talk. When we reached home it was
\n7pm. Mother was waiting anxiously and seeing our jolly mood and shopping she
\nwas much relieved. Diya was busy in exposing and sharing the items.<\/p>\n
I took my bath and began to watch TV. Diya came with tea and
\nsome sweets which we bought the day. When serving the food mother didn\u2019t ask me
\nanything and I said. Doctor says that a new treatment is there. We can start it
\nsoon, Mother looked at me and there was a pain on her face. Her looks showed
\nthat she knew everything. When I finished my dinner Diya came after bath
\nwearing a silken nighty that bought the day. <\/p>\n
She had perfumed and the fragrance was maddening. Oh! Looking like a star! I made a comment
\nwhich was not usual and she blushed. I
\nwas restless and could not see a chance to get her alone. When it was the time
\nto sleep, mom told Diya to change my bed sheet. She did it and when came out I
\nasked mom; \u2018where is Di sleeping? The question was absurd as I knew well that
\nwhenever my sisters are coming they are sleeping on the mat in mom\u2019s room.<\/p>\n
Here\u2019 Di said, pointing to the room ooooh! How can you sleep
\nin this narrow place. Sleep in the other room. Take your mat, It was not I intended but some situations will demand us to act strangely and she obeyed.
\nMother didn’t say anything and I didn\u2019t look at her face. Soon I retired to my
\nroom and sat on bed smoking a cigarette. After few minutes Di came into the
\nroom with a rolled mat. The light from the living room and mom\u2019s room had
\nalready turned off. She spread the mat accusing my smoking and I found the bed
\nsheet that was just changed. <\/p>\n
Why do you use that sheet?<\/p>\n
\nOthers are not dry\u2019
\nThen lay here this bed is big for three\u2019.
\nNo, I can sleep here\u2019. It felt only a shy and formal denial
\nThen you lay on bed .i will lay on mat
\nOh! Ok I will also lay there\u2019. With these words she rolled the mat again and
\nkept over the shelf. she slide in to the other side of the bed, close to the
\nwall.<\/p>\n
I stood there a minute and went to the bathroom. I didn’t have the habit of wearing underwear at home and wore only a plain lungy. Under
\nthe tent the cobra was trying to lift the hood, ready to hiss. I poured a
\nbucket of water over it to make calm. When I entered the room she was laying in
\nthe same position. I gazed her once more. She was lying a little frontward,
\nprotruding her hips. Her hair laid spread on the pillow. I turned the light off
\nand silently slipped in to the bed. Di moved a little towards the end and I lay
\non my back.<\/p>\n
The door was directly opposite to me and I could see it in
\nthe dim moonlight. I lay there for a long time without knowing how to start. If
\nshe had considered it just brother-sister freedom, any activity from my part
\nwill be considered foul and I will be disgraced forever. Suddenly I felt a movement from Di and she
\nturned towards me. I pretend to be in sleep and breathed deeply. From her
\nmovements I could gather that she was not sleeping and she lifted her head to
\nconfirm that I was sleeping.<\/p>\n
She moved closer to me and dropped her hand over my chest. I
\nlay in the same position for a few moments and I felt her softness and the
\nfragrance that could not be resisted more. She made another movement and
\nsuddenly I turned towards her and my hand covered her body. She got a shock and
\ntried to get apart but could not break my hand lock. I pressed her close to me
\nand rubbed her cheeks with my lips. We lay there chest to shest, face to face,
\nhip to hip. <\/p>\n
Slowly I caressed her back and moved my hand downwards. My
\nhand groped over her butts and squeezed them. My fingers entered the ass creak
\nand moved downwards to thighs. I felt my veins steel and kissed hard on her
\nlips. Soon my lips moved all over her neck and found their first destination. I
\nclimbed on her and squeezed her boobs over the gown. I came down and lifted her
\ngown, removed it over her head. She lay in up lifted skirt and bra. I kissed on
\nher button hole and squeezed her boobs. <\/p>\n
I felt my hands were melting in her boobs. I unhooked the
\nbra and gently kissed on her boobs. I sucked one and squeezed the other. My
\nright hand holds her tight and the other moved to her thighs. I squeezed her
\nbutts through her panties and touched her ass hole. She writhed like a snake
\nand again I hold her tight. My fingers slid under her navel and I felt the
\nwetness in the silken hair. I untied the knot of her skirt and slid the panties
\nup to knee and and then with my toes slid them out of her legs. <\/p>\n
My finger moved inside her pussy and tits were being crushed
\nin my mouth. She was moaning loudly and got hold on my rod. She moved her hand
\nto and fro and caressed my balls. I moved to her hips and pressed my lips on
\nthe thick bush beneath her navel. The smell was maddening and I opened her
\nsumptuous thighs. I sucked her cunt which was dripping with dew. Her thighs
\nwere around my shoulders and it holds me tight as my tonge went deep into her.
\nShe was moaning rhythmically. <\/p>\n
I stopped when my mouth was full and spitted the juice out.
\nI lifted her thighs and her love hole opened. I rubbed my cock head in the
\nopening for some times. She was thrusting to get it each time. But I withdrew
\neach time to tease her. Finally she hold my butts with such a force that I
\ncould not resist. Like a dart the head went inside and a loud groan came from
\nher. I pulled it a little back and thrusted again. After few moments I was
\ncomplete inside her and I thrusted with long steady strokes. <\/p>\n
She holds me tight around the shoulders and responded with
\nthe same strokes. Our mouths locked and she cross locked my butts with legs. I
\nwas being squeezed by her pussy and felt that she had become a part of my
\nbeing. We were flowing like a river of ecstasy and soon we fell together in to
\nthat ocean. Waves of semen gushed in to her and she was literally screaming and
\nhowling. I collapsed over her and lay like that for some time and slowly took
\nmy tool out and slid in to the bath room.<\/p>\n
After washing I returned and I could see the out line of her
\nbody moving to the bathroom, that again sends a current through my body. I lay on my back stark naked and Di joined
\nwith me. She lay beside me kissing and running her fingers through my chest. My
\nhand was moving allover her freely and she moved to my hip. She got hold of my
\nerect rod and moved her hand to and fro. Then bent over it and began to suck. <\/p>\n
I was in the seventh heaven and dipped my finger in her
\npussy. Suddenly I noticed a vague figure peeping from the side of the wall.
\nSuddenly my blood ran cold and I stared at the figure. In the star light the
\nface become clear and I was not shocked but thrilled. It was the woman whom I
\ncalled mom since I was eight. I soon made Di stand on her hands and legs,
\nsqueezed her butts and entered again and began to pump as my strokes got
\nmomentum thus her moaning and groning. <\/p>\n
I looked towards the door through the corner of my eyes and
\nthere I saw mom. We finished after few minutes and I collapsed over her. We lay
\nlike that and soon fell in to sleep in the same position. It was the end of all
\nthe problems and after some months she got pregnant. I fucked her countless
\ntimes till her delivery and begot another babe a second time. But meanwhile I
\ngot another female body which was easier to access. This I will continue in my
\nnext story. Send me your comments at <\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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