She hitched up her saari



She hitched up her sari and squatted on the commode and passed urine. Then she gave out a loud fart and began to pass stool. She got up, flushed, and squatted on the ground and splashed water on her ass. Washed her hands and took off her sari. Took of her blouse. Then her bra and panty. Began to scratch her cunt. Raised her hands and examined her armpits in the mirror. There were tufts of hair in her armpits. She wondered if she should shave. Decided against it. Put on the shower and the water fell in jets on her sumptuous body. She rinsed herself with soap. Bent awkwardly and applied soap to her buttock and cunt. Inserted her finger inside her rectum and cleaned it... The water washed away the foams. She turned off the shower and dried herself with her sari. Then she draped the sari on her body and stepped out of the bathroom. Didn't bother to put on the bra or panty, not even the blouse. She looked so lovely like this, just the sari draped around her fair figure in a casual manner.

She walked to the courtyard carrying a bucket of wet clothes. One by one she took out the clothes from the bucket and hung them from the clothesline. She was aware that her father-in-law was watching her from his room. This was a daily routine. She loved to show herself off like this to the man. When she raised her hands to put the clothes on the clothesline her anchal slipped from one of her breasts and revealed her melons. The old man ogled at them and her hairy armpits and she enjoyed it. She casually put back the anchal over her breasts and continued to work.

She walked back to the bedroom and took out a broom and began to sweep the floor. She was crouched on the ground as she did this and when her father-in-law came to the room she could feel that he was ogling at her cleavage. She didn't bother. She continued to sweep the floor. Her big broad back was completely exposed. She had tied the sari well below her navel and moved her ass as she kept on sweeping the floor. The old man continued to look at her as he pretended to read the newspaper. She loved to display herself like this to the old man. Next day she thought she would hitch her sari between her thighs like the Marathi fisherwomen in films and see how he reacted. The old man has started fondling his dick causally as he saw her bahu engaged in the household activity. This was a daily routine. Sometimes she let fall off her anchal so that the man could see her sumptuous melons. She raised her hair sometimes for the old man's sake so that he could have a glimpse of her armpits. She knew that men were turned on by women's armpit hairs so she did not shave. She scratched her armpits casually. The man had started masturbating now. Oh god! He kept on and on till his dhoti was wet. The game was over. She got up from the floor and swinging her ass, walked out of the room....

Her brother-in-law was still asleep. She walked over to him and felt his erection. The boy opened his eyes and smiled at her bhabhi. She was looking so sexy attired casually like this in a red-bordered white sari and her long black hair spread across her broad backside in a cascade. It felt like heaven to be woken up every morning by a sexy woman like her bhabi. He loved her.... He was 25 and his bhabi was 32...This has been going on whenever he came home for a holiday... She undid the knot of his shorts and pulled down his pants. His dick bounced up. She bent down and played with his dick. This was again a daily routine. He loved to see her bhabi play like this with his dick every morning. She flicked her tongue on his dick. 'Will you do it now?' she asked. He nodded yes. So she got down on the floor and knelt down beside the bed. He got up, naked and sat at the edge of the bed, facing her. Then he placed his dick on her face and began to urinate.

The urine trickled down her lovely face and fell on her breasts and her sari got wet, revealing chunks of her flesh. He kept on piddling on her. She opened her lovely mouth and drank the urine as much as she could but most of it fell on her face. After he was over she laid down gently on the wet floor and the boy got on top of her and began to fondle her wet body. He removed her anchal, looked at her breasts in admiration and began to suckle them... He nibbled her nipples and bit one of them till she cried out in pain... He raised her arms over her head and looked at her hairy armpits... He sniffed at them and then looked at her... 'Do you like the smell?' He nodded yes. Then he ran his fingers over the armpit hair. She felt ticklish and horny and began to groan... He ran his tongue over her armpits and began to lick them... She began to groan louder now and began to move her body; she could not bear the tickle; it was too much for her.... 'Come inside now', she whispered...she hitched up her saree to her waist and the boy spread her legs and slowly inserted his dick inside her cunt. She raised her arms over her head... He again sniffed at her armpits and licked them. It sent shivers down her whole body; at the same time he began to pump her. Up and down, up and down... She began to moan...'go on go on darling do it fuck me hard' She loved to talk dirty to him... And allowed him to speak dirty... And play real dirty... She never knew there was so much joy in filth and vulgarity... She loved to play his royal whore... She held him now in her arms and he continued the motion; fucked her harder and harder till he could feel that he is going to come now.... She was perspiring; she smelt so nice. He was also sweating. Their sweat mixed with each other... And his urine… He formed a wad of saliva inside his mouth and dropped it on her bhabi's beautiful face. She looked like Jaya Pradha, fair, sumptuous and lovely... She never bothered about the saliva... She loved this... He spat on her face again and increased the motion as he neared the orgasm and then poured out a load inside her cunt as she kept on moaning... Just when he reached the climax he again spat on her beautiful face and called her 'my sweet whore, fuck you like a bitch...' He collapsed on her body and held her tight.

They stayed like this for some time. Then he got up and took out a wallet from his pant. Took out a wad of notes and threw them on her bhabi's naked body. 'Get up you whore; go and wash yourself.' She clutched the notes and began to cry... She raised herself and sat for a while and looked at her naked brother-in-law. Suddenly he said, 'Wait!' She waited for the next action; this was the hardest part; she knew what was coming. He walked over to her, stood in front of her with her dick dangling in front of her lovely face, smiled down at her and flicked his dick on her weeping face. The he slowly turned around. His ass was directly in front of her face. She looked at his ass; he shouted at her - 'What happened? Go ahead you whore.' He bent down from the waist. She brought her face slowly towards his ass cheeks, and buried her nose inside it. She spread the ass cheeks with her hands and put her tongue inside his ass. "That's like it", exclaimed her brother-in-law. "Keep going." She began to flick her tongue on his rectum. "Inside, inside you dirty whore," shouted her brother-in-law. She inserted her tongue inside his rectum and began to lick his ass and brought her hands in front to hold his dick; she could feel his dick rising again. She groped his dick as she licked his ass and felt it rising again to her touch. She kept on licking his ass till he began to moan. 'Keep on licking my ass you dirty whore' and she kept on licking his ass and play with his dick. Then he suddenly jerked himself free, turned around and put his dick inside the face of his lovely bhabi. This was it. She began to blow him. It was just 5 minutes back that he had ejaculated inside her and he was ready again. But this time it took a long time for him to come. But he did not bother. He loved to see her sexy bhabi crouched on the ground like this and blowing him. Just when he was about to come, he took out his dick and ejaculated on her face and neck. Some of it fell on the wet ground. She swallowed all his cum and licked him dry. Then she bent on the ground and began to lick the semen off the ground like a bitch. He smiled at the sight, spat on her and walked into the bathroom.

He had plans to fuck her in the ass with a beer bottle today... He had never done this before and wondered how his bhabi would react to the idea.... But knew she would give in like all his demands... The last time he had come home for a holiday, he had made her drink and whipped her fair body with his belt till she cried out in pain and begged him not to hit her anymore... Her milky white healthy body had patches of red all over that she hid with her sari for the next few days... She shuddered at the sight of his brother-in-law whenever he took off his pants; wondered if he would whip her again with his belt; but that was the only time... He loved to ravage her healthy body and then when he had molested her to his heart's content, he would throw a wad of 100 rupee notes on her naked body and stick one inside her rectum...

Both of them were starved for sex. Rohan's bhabhi lived alone with her father-in-law. Her mother-in-law was dead. Rohan's elder brother had disappeared in action in Kashmir; he was a military guy. But there was no official report of his death; so bhabi continued to live like a married woman. This was two years ago. And whenever Rohan came from town on a few days holiday, they indulged in sex like two wild animals. There was no inhibition between them and they engaged in the most dastardly act. Bhabi egged him on, as if challenging him and enjoyed the love and torture that Rohan heaped upon her. She looked like Jaya Pradha and was aware of her beauty. She has been a head turner since she was an adolescent and didn't mind boys in the locality taking advantage of her body. But she lost her virginity to Rohan's brother when they got married. But now that her husband had disappeared, she took advantage of Rohan. Rohan did not mind because he always lusted his bhabi since she stepped into the house as a new bride.

She was a luscious woman and knew how to display herself to men. She drove Rohan crazy during the first few years of her married life by purposefully dropping her pallu and showing her cleavage when she bent to serve him food; she let him look into her valley and never covered her breasts as if that was the most natural thing to do. She wore the sari below her navel and waistline and reveled in the attention that her brother-in-law showered on her sumptuous ass. To egg him on, she would purposefully scratch her backside. Many times she wore sleeveless blouses and raised her hands to adjust her long hair, thus exposing her healthy arms and deep-set armpits to him. Sometimes she did not shave her armpits and there were patches of hair or traces of dark that drove Rohan crazy. She would casually run her fingers over her armpits and let fall off her pallu... Rohan would go back to his room, take out his dick and begin to shag. To get back on her bhabi, he would then wipe his semen-laden hands and dick with a blouse or a panty or a brassiere that he had stolen from his bhabi.

But after the disappearance of his brother, the equations have changed. She is the kind of woman who needed sex on a daily basis. The first time she did it with her brother-in-law; she had been without sex for more than a year and satisfied herself with cucumbers. Rohan by that time had got a job in the city and came home occasionally for a few days, more to observe her bhabi. Both of them knew that it was before long that they would make love. During these visits, she had become more daring. Whenever he was home, she stopped wearing any brassier and wore thin cotton blouses. When she let fall off her pallu in front of her brother-in-law, he could make out the hardened nipples that threatened to break free of her blouse. Her huge breasts were cleanly visible through the thin material of her blouse. The invitation was direct. The blouses had become low cut over the days; some of them were backless, tied with just a ribbon.

He had come one day and sat down on the ground while her bhabi was serving him. As usual, she let fall off her pallu and exposed her breasts to him. He couldn't control himself anymore. He didn't know how it happened; He grabbed the blouse and pulled it with all his force and it came off. She didn't move an inch. He sliced off the torn blouse with his hungry hands as she continued to serve him till her breasts were fully exposed and hung like two big melons. That was the first time Rohan saw her bhabi's naked breasts. They were huge and beautiful. She continued to serve him as if nothing happened. Rohand grabbed one of her teats and began to pump it. Then he took her erect nipple between his two fingers and began to twitch it; suddenly he pinched it hard and she cried out. Rohan, his hands wet with the food, jumped up and laid he bhabi on the ground, lifted her sari to her waist, pulled down her panty, took out his dick and placed it between her sumptuous thighs. He was amazed to see her thighs. They were so healthy. He spread them apart with his hands and lowered himself on her and placed his dick at the mouth of her cunt. He was so excited that he didn't know how to do it. She told him -not like this. Then she guided him with her hands and inserted his dick inside her cunt and whispered to him - Now do it... And he did it. For the first time... And rode her like a horse and gasped for air... She began to moan and egg him on and he continued to pump her plump bhabi... Up and down up and down... Then he could feel the pressure built inside his dick and knew he is going to cum... And then he gave out a loud moan as he shot a load of cum inside her sweet sexy buxom fair fleshy bhabi... And slowly collapsed on her body when it was done... They stayed like that for some time; then she moved him aside, got up, cleaned his dick with her sari and wrapped the sari around her fleshy body and walked out of the room to clean herself...

That was the first time. The barrier between them broke down after that and they made continuous love as long as Rohan was home that holiday. They did it everywhere - on the bed, on the ground, inside the bathroom, in the kitchen, on the terrace, in the cowshed, on the haystack, in the empty fields... Standing against the wall, doggy style... And slowly they began to experiment with positions and grew more and more daring and innovative every time Rohan came home for his holidays to fuck his Jaya Pradha look-alike bhabi... He brought home new ideas of fucking that he had seen in blue films or read or heard from his friends. He brought her saris and sexy brassieres and flimsy panties; he brought her backless designer blouses and she put them on and displayed herself to Rohan who reveled in the beautiful sight. He ordered her around, to move like this or move like that, wear the sari without the blouse, or wear it with the pallu in front as in the saas bahu serials, in the sexy Gujarati style; or wrap one end between her thighs and tuck it at the back like the Maharashtrian fisherwomen like Dimple Kapadia in Bobby singing Jhoot Boley Kauya Katey... And bhabi gladly did it all for him... She wrapped a white cotton sari around her healthy body and crouch and milk the cows and drink straight from the teats of the cows on the orders of Rohan. Rohan would ask her to direct the jet of milk on her body and she would draw milk from the cow's teats and direct the stream on her sari; her sari would get wet with cow's milk and Rohan would crawl to her and drink cow milk from her wet sari and begin to grapple her breasts and run his fingers between her thighs and explore her cunt and finger fuck her while she rolled on the ground under the feet of the cows... Then they would make love again on the haystack... Then the demands became more daring...

First came the ass fucking; but she had to be coaxed... She refused initially, calling it dirty. So he stopped fucking her. That did the trick. She started begging for it and he told her plainly that he would first fuck her in the ass and only then would he fuck her the regular way. She agreed. He still remembers the night when his bhabi came to his room. She walked into his room like a new bride, full of trepidation. He looked at her from all sides. Then asked her to raise her sari. She raised her sari to her waist and turned away from him out of shame, revealing her big fat ass. She wore no panty for the occasssion. Rohan walked up to her and put his hand on her bhabi's ass and grappled it. He bent down and kissed her ass all over. He ran his tongue over her ass and spread her ass cheeks and looked at the hole. He was going to enter this new hole for the first time, but slowly... He kissed her ass again. Then he put his hand between her thighs and reached her cunt from behind. He began to flick her clitoris. The idea was to rouse her first. She was so full of sex that she did not need any rousing actually. She began to moan at his touch and he kept on masturbating her... Soon her moans climaxed into an orgasm. Both of them were standing. Rohan wrapped his bhabi in his arms and kissed her all over. Then they engaged in a long lingering passionate kiss like a newly married couple. Then he gently laid her on the floor and removed her anchaal and unhooked her blouse and began to play with her breasts and sucked her nipples. Then he looked at his bhabi lovingly. She looked back at him, not knowing what he would do next. She just knew that today he is going to try out her ass.

Rohan gently rolled his bhabi so that her face now was on the floor. She could not see Rohan now and did not know what was coming. Rohan took out a bottle of oil and poured on his palm. Then he lifted her sari and propped up her ass on a pillow and dabbed the oil inside her asshole with his finger. He inserted his finger in her rectum and applied oil inside the passage gently. This was the first time she felt a human organ inside her rectum. Her husband had never fucked her in the ass. She quite liked the sensation but was afraid what an erect dick could do to her inside that hole. Would it be painful? But she was reconciled to her fate. She knew Rohan wanted to fuck her in the ass badly and if she did not allow him to fuck her in the ass, he would deprive her of sex; so she had to give in to his demands, but she did not mind. She loved Rohan.

Rohan now put some oil around his dick. Then he wiped his hand with her sari and took off his clothes and stood naked over his bhabhi. He lowered himself gently on her, his legs astride, and brought his erect dick towards his bahbhi's ass. There were patches of oil all over her ass. He gently spread her ass cheeks with his hands and slowly placed the tip of his penis at the mouth of her rectum. She gave an anxious sigh... She felt the first gentle push inside her ass... Want more?...write to me for more.....