Sex in Indian family 1

Hasina lay stretched out on her bed wearing nothing but a yawn. It was
a scorching hot summer day, not to mention boring. Hasina was
wondering how in the world she was going to make it through a whole
long, hot summer without a man.

Hasina, a petite 20-year-old brunette, was home for the summer and
separated from her boyfriend, Munna, who'd had to return to his own
home town hundreds of miles away. Munna had given her plenty of steady
loving over the past three months, and Hasina missed it desperately.
In fact, she missed it more with each passing minute, and after a week
at home, her need for sex was urgent.

What was she going to do about it? It was a small town, and she
couldn't just walk down the street and pick up some guy. The news
would be all over town in no time at all. Besides, picking up
strangers wasn't Hasina's style. She wanted Munna. But she wouldn't be
seeing him again till she returned in six weeks time, and that was
just too long to wait.

"Ohhh, shit," she sighed, "what am I gonna do?"

There seemed to be only one answer. She'd have to get herself off,
satisfy her own hot needs, without a man. Hasina blushed as she
thought about it. She'd masturbated as a teenager sure, but since
meeting Munna she'd left those naughty habits behind. Munna's hard
Lund (Lund) had taken care of all her needs. Could she really go back
to playing with herself?

Rolling onto her back, Hasina slid a hand down her sleek little body
and over the soft fur of her bush. She snaked a finger between her
thighs and touched the fiery-hot slit of her Choot. The flesh was
swollen, throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her
lightest touch felt fantastic down there. Suddenly, there was a sharp
rap at her bedroom door.

"Hasina, are you all right? I heard you moaning," called her mother's

"I'm fine, Mom," Hasina called impatiently. "I'm just trying to take a
nap. Maybe I had a dream."

"Oh, okay, dear," her mother replied, "try to go back to sleep."

Hasina moaned with frustration. She was just getting into the swing of
things, and mom had to interrupt. That was another thing about being
home for the summer... no damn privacy. It seemed like mom and dad
checked up on everything she did. And then of course there were her
two mischievous teenage bhais, always hanging around.

She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat off, she thought
bitterly. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her hot, slippery
little Choot slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily,
soaking her fingers with the sizzling fuck-juice. It felt good, real
good, but there was one important ingredient lacking... a man's Lund.
She missed Munna's big, stiff Lund so badly.

Hasina smiled as she thought about how she and Munna had met and how
quickly he'd seduced her. She'd been an innocent virgin in her first
year of University, and she'd been uptight and inhibited about sex,
just like the rest of her family. But Munna had changed things very
quickly. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as she recalled that
first time.

She'd been crossing the campus, going from one class to another, when
she almost bumped into this absolute hunk. He was a tall, muscular,
with black hair and fantastically deep brown eye. Just gorgeous,
Hasina thought, as she stood there staring at him like a fool. He'd
looked her over, and obviously he liked what he saw, because he gave
her a sexy smile.

"Those look heavy," he asked, indicating her textbooks. "Can I help
you with them?"

Hasina had laughed. "I thought that went out with horses and buggies,"
she said.

"Okay," he replied, "how about going out with me instead? My name's
Munna, and I'll pick you up at five."

Looking back on it, Hasina realized she'd never once said no to Munna
the whole time she'd known him. She had agreed, on the spot, to a date
with this perfect stranger. They got some take-away food and parked by
a lake and chatted, and she found herself getting more turned on to
the guy by the second. She was actually creaming her panties just
being close to him, something she'd never done before. She was
suddenly so incredibly aroused.

Hasina had never been horny for a guy before. Sometimes when she was
still in high school she'd get an itchy, restless feeling, and she'd
masturbate to ease the sensation. But she'd been very strictly raised,
warned against boys and sex, and Munna was the first guy who'd broken
through her reserve.

So when he started kissing her, Hasina didn't redidit. She was curious
about sex, wondering what fucking was like, and she was so aroused by
Munna that she just couldn't bear to make him stop. He used his tongue
when he kissed, darting it teasingly in and out of her mouth, and that
just drove her wild. When they finally came up for air, she was
flushed and panting.

"Hasina," he laughed, "I get the impression you've never kissed a guy

"That's right," she admitted. "In fact this is my first real date."

"You're shitting me," Munna said.

"No, honest," Hasina said, "I was always chaperoned before. My folks
wouldn't let me be alone with guys."

"God!" Munna exclaimed. "That's incredible! Well, baby, you got a lot
of wasted time to make up for, and I'm just the guy to help you out."

He spent the rest of the evening proving it. Hasina shivered lustily
as she thought back on that evening. Her Choot-cream (Choot juice)
came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her
seething Choot. She whimpered with excitement when she remembered
Munna's next move on that first date. He'd moved fast and taken her by
surprise, fondling her choochis (tits) through her thin silk blouse as
he kept right on kissing her, sliding that incredibly talented tongue
deep into her mouth.

She'd gasped and blushed when he suddenly pulled her blouse up out of
her jeans, revealing the firmly packed cups of her little lacy bra.
His hands closed over the cups, hot and confident, and he began to
squeeze her firm, young choochis. To Hasina's astonishment, her
nipples instantly went rigid, poking into his palms.

"Munna! Wait!" she gasped, "I never even held hands with a guy before."

"Don't you like what we're doing?" he grinned.

"I... I don't know," she stammered.

"Well, take a second and think about it," he advised. "Don't knock it
till you know what it's like."

Hasina took his advice. She'd protested automatically, because that
was how she'd been trained. Her mother had warned her again and again
not to let boys touch her, yet she'd never explained what was wrong
with it. Now Hasina shut her mother's lecturing voice out of her head
and concentrated on the sensations she was getting as Munna stroked
and squeezed her sensitive young choochis.

"Mmmmmm," she murmured, "that feels nice."

"It sure does, baby," he smiled, "and it'll feel even nicer if I take
your bra off."

Hasina gawked at him. Munna just gave her another of those devastating
sexy grins as he reached around her, unhooked her bra, and pushed the
tiny garment up, uncovering her gorgeous choochis. Munna stared
hungrily at the flawless creamy globes and at her stiff little pink
nipples. Hasina could tell he was very aroused at the sight of her
naked choochis.

He grabbed for them, his hands hot and eager. Hasina gasped and
slumped back against the seat of the car, shivering with sensations
she'd never experienced before. While Munna played with her choochis,
she creamed right through her panties, and her belly did lusty flip-flops.

He worked his thumbs expertly over her nipples, making them even more
rigid and engorged, and she moaned with delight.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," she said weakly.

"How come?" he grinned. "Don't you like it?"

That was the same question he'd asked before. It had never occurred to
her. All she knew was that her folks would be very angry if they
caught her doing these things with a boy. But did she like it? Now
that she thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She didn't
want Munna to stop fondling her sensitive choochis. So why were her
parents against something that felt so good?

"Mmmmmm, yes I do! It feels great," she murmured, looking dreamily up
into his handsome face.

"It's going to feel a lot better, baby. We're just getting started."
he told her. "Why don't we get more comfortable? I know a real private

He tugged her shirt down over her choochis but didn't fasten her bra.
Hasina followed him in a daze as he grabbed a blanket, left the car,
and followed a path through the woods. They came to a very secluded
clearing, and Munna spread out the blanket, pulled her down on it, and
started kissing her hotly.

Hasina just melted when he darted his tongue into her mouth and cupped
and squeezed her bare choochis. Her Choot was on fire, even though she
didn't understand why. She just knew she couldn't stop creaming,
couldn't stop her moaning and wriggling. Finally Munna broke off the
steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot glazed look in his
eyes as he reached for the zipper of her jeans and started tugging it

"No, Munna. wait," Hasina squeaked, "what are you doing?"

"I wanta see your Choot (Choot)," he said, as if it was the most
natural and reasonable request in the world.

She didn't know what to say to that. Her parents would have an answer,
for sure, but was it her answer? She knew she wanted him to go on
touching her and arousing her, but how far was "too far"? While she
puzzled over these questions, Munna deftly removed her jeans and
panties in one smooth tug, leaving her naked from the waist down. Her
blouse was pushed up over her choochis, exposing her completely to his
lustful gaze.

His eyes glowed with hunger as he studied her slender, naked young
body. He stroked the soft little triangle of sparse fur covering her
virgin Choot, and she blushed hotly. Still, she didn't want him to stop.

She blushed even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs and
studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her tight-lipped little slit.
That was where she played with herself when she got those funny
restless feelings.

Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She'd been told
never to touch herself "down there" except to bathe. But he'd done it
anyway. It just seemed the natural thing to do when she felt hot
between her thighs. Now Munna was touching her there, and it felt even
more exciting than when she played with herself.

He trailed a stiff finger from the top of her Choot-slit all the way
back to the tiny puckered mouth of her Gaandhole. Back and forth went
that finger, teasing and arousing her, making her cream in helpless

He grinned and rubbed the pearly juice all over her swollen slit, as
Hasina writhed and whimpered with excitement.

"Ooooo, Munna, that feels so gooooood!" she cried.

"It's gonna get even better," he promised.

He folded back the soft-furred lips of her Choot and exposed the tiny
hooded lump of flesh that always gave her so much pleasure. That was
the secret button she rubbed when she needed to get off. He went right
for it, grasping it between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it.
Hasina sobbed with pleasure and soaked his fingers with uncontrollable
discharges of hot Choot-cream.

"Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gurgled, "please keep doing that, Munna, it
feels so good."

"Sure, baby," he crooned, "I'll get you off."

Hasina didn't know what that expression meant. Eventually Munna would
teach her a whole new vocabulary, but that night she knew hardly any
words at all. She just let him do what he wanted, knowing it would
feel great.

He kneaded her clit steadily and quickly between his fingers, giving
her a continuous buzz of sweet hot sensation. Hasina closed her eyes
in ecstasy and clawed the blanket.

"Ohhhhh, yes, yessss," she moaned. "Rub me there, Munna, don't stop."

Hasina felt the hot pleasure building steadily in her Choot, and it
made her sob and writhe and moan. Her cream was flowing out non-stop
now, soaking her Choot and Munna's fingers. She screwed her eyes
tightly closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she sailed to
the very brink of orgasm. A minute or so later she felt a violent
explosion of pleasure radiating out from her clit and shaking her
whole body. She bucked uncontrollably.

It was much more powerful than the feelings she'd been giving herself,
so powerful that she wrenched away from Munna and rolled around on the
blanket, convulsing helplessly. It was quite some time before she went
still. Then she opened her eyes and looked wonderingly at Munna, who
was grinning down at her.

"What was that?" she panted. "What happened to me?"

"You came, baby," he chuckled. "You know... a climax... an orgasm...
and a big one by the look of it. Did you enjoy it?

"Are you kidding? " she exclaimed. "I loved it!"

"Want me to give you another one?" he leered.

"Oh, wow, yes," Hasina cried, "I'd love that, Munna."

"Okay, but I'm gonna do it kinda differently this time," he said.

Hasina nodded impatiently. She didn't care how he did it, as long as
it happened again. That first orgasm had been terrific, but it had
also made her greedy for more. This time she wasn't bashful or
hesitant about opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle
finger stiff and started inserting it right into her virgin Choot.

"Ohhhhh, my God," she gasped.

"Ever had anything in there before?" he asked, his voice husky with

"," Hasina said.

He nodded, and she could tell it really turned him on to know he was
the first guy to feel inside her untried Choot. His finger felt big
and stiff to her, but she liked the sensation of having her Choot
filled and crammed. Munna eased his finger up her cream-slick little
tunnel as far as it would go, and Hasina soaked the probing digit
finger with another hot flood of juice.

Then he started finger-fucking her, and she was in ecstasy. This was
something she'd never tried on herself. She always fooled around with
her clit, rubbing it or kneading it till the itchy, horny feelings wet
away, but she'd never tried putting anything into her Choot, not even
her own fingers.

Instinctively she began to hunch her hips up at his swiftly pumping
finger, seeking deeper penetration and more of that delicious friction
on her clit.

"Ohhhhhh, wow, yeah," she moaned, "I love that, Munna. I love your
finger in me!"

"I can think of something you're gonna love even more up that hot
little hole baby," he said hoarsely.

Hasina didn't know what he meant, and besides, she hardly heard him,
she was so caught up in the intense pleasure she was getting from his
thick, pistoning finger. She closed her eyes and ignored everything
else. The pleasure grew and grew in her Choot, till she was sobbing
with it and clawing the blanket and soaking Munna's finger with huge
sizzling spurts of cream.

"Ohhhhhh, God, I can't take much more," she whimpered, "I just have to

"This oughta do it for you," Munna said, finger-fucking her even faster.

He was right. His swiftly jerking finger took her right over the edge
into another body-rocking orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhh, ooooooo, I'm coming, whaaahhhhhhh!" she screamed.

Again she rolled around in total bliss and lost track of time. She
knew perfectly well that her parents wouldn't approve of what this boy
was doing to her, but by now she didn't care. No way could she turn
down pleasure like this. She was already hooked on it. She loved
everything Munna had done so far... and she wanted more!

She opened her eyes and gasped. Munna was kneeling between her legs,
as before, but this time he didn't have any pants on. Hasina had never
seen a Lund before, at least not a grownup one, and she just couldn't
help staring. She'd helped bathe her kid bhais when they were tiny,
but their little Lunds were dwarfed by Munna's thick eight-inch column
of rock-hard meat.

"Get acquainted with it, honey," he chuckled, taking her hand and
placing it on his Lund.

Dazedly she began playing with his Lund, squeezing it and fondling it.
It was so soft, yet at the same time so incredibly hard! The hole at
the tip leaked hot sticky cream onto her fingers. Munna's nostrils
flared as he watched her, and his Lund made lusty lurches and
twitches.Then he gently moved her hand away and lay down on top of
her, sinking between her thighs.

"I'm gonna get you off again," he told her, "but this time I'm gonna
use my Lund, baby. You're gonna love this!"

Hasina felt his huge, hard erection pushing its way up her virgin
Choot. She wasn't scared. Everything Munna had done to her so far had
felt marvelous, and she knew this would be great, too. His Lund was
much thicker than his finger and the fit was extremely tight. It was
so exciting to have his big hard Lund throbbing inside her Choot.
Hasina's Choot creamed all over the huge shaft, making his way slicker
and easier. Munna groaned in delight as he stuffed her full of his
stiff Lund, butting up against her hymen after getting his Lund into
her tight little Choot only halfway.

"This might hurt a bit, baby", warned Munna as he pulled out for the
thrust that she knew would end her virginity.

"Do it!", she groaned, eager to feel his huge Lund in her tight little
Choot all the way. "Put it right in and fuck me!"

"Ohhh, baby!", Munna grunted and slammed his Lund hard into her Choot.

There was a slight rediditance and then a popping, tearing feeling
followed by sudden sharp pain. Hasina cried out, but the pain was gone
almost before her scream stopped echoing in the secluded clearing.
Munna began to move very slowly in her, getting her used to the entire
length of his thick Lund inside her tightly stretched little hole.

Soon the pain was replaced with increasingly more delicious feelings
of pleasure, and Hasina began lifting her Gaand of the blanket,
fucking him back.

"You like it?" he asked hoarsely.

"Uhhhhhhh, yes, Munna!" Hasina gurgled, "It hurt a bit at first, but
it feels wonderful now. I think. I'm gonna like this best of all."

"I sure hope do, sweetheart", he grinned lewdly. "'Cause I'm gonna
want to fuck your tight, hot, little hole a lot more... that's for
damn sure!"

Hasina sure hoped so too. The feeling of his big, hard Lund filling
and stretching her tiny Choot was the most incredibly pleasurable
feeling she'd felt in her entire life. She'd loved what he did to her
before with his fingers and lips and tongue, but best of all she loved
his Lund.

From the first time they fucked, she was hooked on it, unable to get
enough of it. Munna brought her along carefully, fucking her at first
in slow sensuous strokes, then fucking her faster and harder as her
tight little Chootrelaxed and expanded.

Soon they were fucking at full speed, clawing at each other, snarling
and growling their pleasure. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and
Hasina gurgled in ecstasy each time Munna's hard Lund slammed into
her.She arched her back and hunched her Gaand up off the blanket so
that his rigid shaft rubbed her clit, giving her blast after blast of
intense pleasure.
"Oooooo, Munna, I love it," she sobbed, "I just love it. Fuck me! Fuck
me forever!"
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