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Those were the days , the days when
\nyou are wandering in your own world of
\ndreams , fantasies, make believe stories , an
\nunending train of thoughts where you are
\nthe king with a commanding queen
\n..you are ready to shed your life ,
\nyour kingdom, your whole being for the
\nqueen .The queen is supreme!<\/p>\n
My queen was my cousin ,
\ndaughter of my Mama (Mother’s brother) . 35 years
\nold , mother of three children still having
\nall the womanly charms around her . Tall
\n, petite , voluptuous , full breasts ,
\nswaying hips making lot of movements
\nin the saaree when she walked with
\nher queenly posture ,and what did
\nshe know that her swaying hips
\ncreated such a big erection within her 16
\nyears old cousin’s crotch?
\nI used to be miserable.<\/p>\n
Beena Didi as she was called ,
\nwas married in our city only and
\nduring those days her husband had
\nbeen posted outside , and could not
\ntake his family along immediately , he
\nleft my Didi and his children with
\nus .<\/p>\n
I had been lusting on
\nher since the very beginning , always
\ndreamt about her , but never got a
\nchance to be so near to her as I
\nwas now . I used to watch her with
\nthose longing eyes , used to make her naked
\nwhile gazing at her , used to imagine
\nmyself in all the possible ways of being close
\nto a woman . When she would brush
\npast me , her body odour was simply
\nintoxicating , I used to inhale
\ndeeply the air left by her
\nand used to take it in as if she was
\nherself going within me ,………..
\nAaaaaaaaah it was so blissful. I used to
\ngo inside the bathroom after she
\ncame out taking her bath , used
\nto hold her saaree , bra , petticoat
\nwhatever was available , kiss them ,
\nsuck them ,smell them ,lick them and
\nhad a huge erection , and then shag
\nmy huge lund , imagining her in my arms
\n…oooohh ..Aaaaaah Didi, Didi Didi…I love
\nyou …Didiiiiiiiiiiiiiii……and my lund used
\nto spurt violently the hot
\nspring of cum ………..
\nOn the bathroom floor.<\/p>\n
Note: This is a story based on my
\nown experiences , and further continuation
\ndepends upon the reaction of
\nthe readers .<\/p>\n
As the days passed by my
\ncondition was getting worse . Didi was
\nnever away from my thoughts , her full
\nbreasts , her voluptuous swaying hips ,her aroma ,
\nnever left me , I was in a terrible
\nstate of mind . My hands were itching
\nto press her boobs , lips were so
\nthirsty to suck her nipples and lund
\nwas so hungry to taste her
\nchoot ..oooooooooh the mere thought caused
\nmy lund to be erect . I have to
\nfuck her , I have to kiss her
\nfull lips , I have to suck the
\nmilk out her nipples ..But how??<\/p>\n
And God is great!<\/p> \n\n
I used
\nto play the harmonium quite well. It was
\nmy summer vacations and one late morning
\n, after the breakfasts were over , I
\nwas playing a popular film tune on
\nmy harmonium , and what I see , my
\nQueen , Beena Didi enters my room ..And says…<\/p>\n
“Are Veenu tu to bada achha
\nharmonium bajata hay … yeh to mera fvrt gana hai
\n… kahan seekha??\u201d<\/p>\n
“Nahin Didi , bas aise hi
\nhaath mar leta hoon …”
\n“Are kya bol raha hai ..
\nChal jara sarak
\nmain bhi seekhoongi…tu seekhaiga Na …?”
\nAnd saying this she sat beside me.<\/p>\n
It was a God sent opportunity for me.
\nShe sat very close to me. her thighs
\ntouched mine ….and I felt as some
\n1000 watt current flowing inside ..
\nHer thighs were so soft, like
\na soft cushion. It was the first body
\ncontact of any woman in my life . Her
\nbody smell was heady , her breath was
\nso warm and were kissing my cheeks ,, I was
\nunder a blissful spell , a
\nmagical spell and stopped playing the
\nharmonium and looked at her with very
\nlonging eyes . As she breathed , her
\nfull and round breasts were heaving up
\nand down
\n..All these made me mad…mad very mad…
\nmy longing for her at the extreme…
\nI was looking at her without
\nblinking my eyes .. main unhein ek tak
\nnihar raha tha …<\/p>\n
‘Are aise kya dekh raha
\nhai mujhe ? Chal mera haath
\npakad aur meri ungliyan harmonium par chala
\naur woh gana baja .. ” She caught hold
\nmy hand , and I came back
\nto my senses and hurriedly said ..
\n“Haan haan , kyoon nahin seekhaoonga ..”<\/p>\n
I held her fingers
\nand kept on the harmonium and started playing
\n..moving her fingers on the reeds which
\nwere to be pressed for that song.
\nHer soft long fingers were in
\nmy hand , I was pressing them softly
\nand moving them on the different reeds ,
\nooooooooh it was such an experience
\nand in the process we were so
\nclose to each other ..I could feel
\nher body smell , her warm breath ,
\nher whole body pressing against mine ….
\nmy concentration now was less on the
\nharmonium and more on savouring the
\npleasure , the enjoyment and feeling her bodywaarmth ..
\nand all this made me press her
\nfingers tightly , I held them so tight
\nas if I was squeezing a mango
\nand got so close to her that my
\ncheek touched hers … and I was
\nin heaven …her smell made me hot
\n..hot ..and longing for her ,, my throat
\nwas dry …. my tongue wa dry
\nand the lund erect .. !!<\/p>\n
“Are teri kya halat
\nho gayi ? Tu meri ungliyan itne
\njor se kyoon daba raha hai …
\ndookhta hai … tera dhyan kahan hai
\n.. “
\nand I woke up from the blissful
\ntrance …<\/p>\n
I thought she will
\nbe angry with me , but there was a
\nmischievious smile on her lips , her
\neyes had twinkles in them .. as if
\nsaying ” Main sab samajhti hoon Veenu .. “<\/p>\n
“Achha theek hai
\naaj teri halat theek nahin , kal main
\nphir aaoongi Veenu , tu taiyyar rehna …
\n” Saying this she got up and
\nwent out of the room , leaving me
\nbehind and as she reached the
\ndoor she turned back looked at
\nme and said “Tu itna achha
\nhaath dabana kahan seekha re .. ?? ”
\nGave a beaming smile and
\nvanished behind the door !<\/p>\n
Beena Didi left the room
\n. But could she take her presence ,
\nher aroma , her fragrance , her
\nheady smell , her beaming smile
\nout of the room ..???? Nooooooooo..never ..
\nthough she left the room
\nher strong , arousing
\n,and sex-appealing presence was left behind
\n.. my lund was erect .. I closed the
\ndoor from inside and went back to
\nthe spot where she had
\nbeen sitting so close to
\nme just a few moments back.. I
\nlowered my nose to the spot ,
\ninhaled the mango pollen like
\nsmell of my Didi’s body .. from the
\nspot ..it was so strong ,..it filled
\nmy nostrills , it made me heady .. I imagined
\nmy Didi’s round and fleshy and
\nflabby buttocks to be there ..inhaled
\nthe aroma . deep deep
\ndeep in my nostrils and started
\nshagging my lund ..imagining her
\ndivine presence …aaaaaaaah oooooooooooooooooh
\nDidi ..Didiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
\nDidiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ,
\nand my cum forcefully spurted
\nout , gushed out ..in a stream .. in
\nquick spasms of my lund …and with
\na sudden jerk I
\nemptied my cock .. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh ! My lund
\nwas limp , but my mind was not
\n.. it was filled with more and
\nmore lust , more and more
\ndesire more and more longing
\nfor Didi …. I was simply
\nMAAADDDDDDDDD !<\/p>\n
In the late afternoon we
\ncame across each other a few
\ntimes , and each time she gave
\nme a very mysterious . very mischievious
\nsmile and the last time when we came
\nacross that day told me ”
\nVeenu kal haath kam
\naur harmonium ke reeds jyada
\ndabana , theek hai na ??? Itne joron
\nse koi ungli dabata hai kya ..
\ndekho to kitne lal ho gaye hain ..abhee
\ntak doohkh raha hai .. “<\/p>\n
“OOOOh Sorry Didi ,
\ndekhoon to jara ….?? ” and I
\nheld her palm and started massaging
\nthe fingers softly , she too gave
\nthem freely , without any hesitation
\nwhatsoever .. my lust was at peak
\n..her free and uninhibited stance
\nencouraged me and I took her fingers
\nin my hand ,kissed them , took
\nthem in my mouth and started
\nsucking them , like you suck the
\nnipples …<\/p>\n
“Are yeh kya kar raha hai
\nVeenu .. koi dekhegaa yahan … jaldi choos
\naur bhaag .. main janti hoon Veenu
\n..tumhari umra mein yeh hota
\nhai ..abhi jao kal phir
\nbaatein karenge ..aur gana achhe se
\npractice kar lo..” Saying this she
\npushed her fingers deep in my mouth
\nand felt my teeth , rubbed them , felt
\nmy inner cheeks and rubbed there with her
\nfingers , rubbed my gums , took out her
\nfingers wet with my saliva , licked
\nthem and again that beaming smile
\non her face and she
\ngoes away and gets busy in
\nhousehold chores with my Mom ! OOOH
\n!! Didiiiiiii you are great … !
\nHer response to day made
\nme soooooo hapyyyyy !! I was in
\nthe seventh heaven …. !<\/p>\n
In the evening I went
\nout for my cricket practice , but my
\nmind was in some other practice which I
\nwas going to have to morrow .. I
\nwas a good batsman , but that
\nday the straightest of straight
\nbowl clean bowled me .. everyone
\nlaughed at me .. ! Some how I finished
\nthe practice , came back ,, had my
\ndinner and straightaway went to my room
\n. OPened a novel ,but could
\nnot concentrate , threw the book and
\ntried to sleep , but sleep was quite
\nfar from me .. alluded me like Didi’s choot
\n. I was thinking all the time
\nabout our next encounter to morrow
\n..and dreaming ..thinking and lusting about
\nDidi .. I did’t know when I fell
\nasleep.<\/p>\n
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