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As I watched my husband, Usman, having dinner, my feelings were mixed. Anger, pity, amazement, and sorrow were all mixed. I don’t know which was uppermost in the emotional roller coaster ride.

How can any man be so dumb? His sexual illiteracy dumbfounds me. I think even 3^rd grade students have more knowledge than him. He fucks me twice a month, and that too, acting as if he were doing a great favor to me. 

He switches off the lights with a zero candle bulb on, undresses, and he doesn’t like me to take out all the clothes. I take out pajama, and he lifts my kurtha above my boobs, squeezes them for a few minutes, sucks them for even less time, spreads my legs and fucks me for a few minutes, fills my cunt and goes to sleep.

Romantic talks, tender kisses, whispering sweet nothings in the ear, licking of cunt, and sucking of cock mean nothing to him. My efforts to dress provocatively to excite him enraged him. He admonished me that only prostitutes behave like that and covered me with a dupatta.

He would have a heart attack if he were to know how my boyfriend Aarif licked my cunt, or how I sucked his cock, and how many times and in how many positions we fucked.

I was very scared on my first night. However good an actress I may be, any experienced man will know the difference between a virgin cunt and a well-used one. So, I made all necessary cries of pain and pleaded with him to take it out convincingly, even spilled a little blood from a bottle below my cunt unobtrusively. I need not have worried. He felt on top of the world since I was crying out in pain, and that was enough for him.

After the first fuck I told him I would wash the stains on the bed sheet, and when I returned from bath room after a few minutes, he was fast asleep. So, my life would have become a sexual desert without an oasis of a fuck in sight, but for my boyfriend Aarif and my driver, who fuck me frequently and clandestinely.

I was jolted from my thought; he said something I didn’t catch. I asked him to repeat.

“Why are you always lost in thought? I am going on a tour and will be back after a week,” he told me.

“I am scared to stay alone, and you don’t want me to go to my Mom’s place. At least arrange some escort when you are not there,” I told him.

“Our neighbor boy, Salim, will sleep here. I talked to his parents. He also wants to study in peace. His Mom also will come as Salim’s father is going on tour for a few days,” he said as he was washing his hands in the sink.

………………………So, the next evening, Salim and his Mom Asma, came after dinner. Salim greeted me and went to the guest bedroom with his books and laptop. Asma and I went to our bedroom.

I checked my emails on the net and switched off the computer. As I lay next to Asma, she smiled self-consciously and said, “Don’t think we are imposing. Salim’s Dad is suspicious; he wants me to sleep here until…”

“Until you are satisfied that I will not seduce Salim?” I said and laughed out loud.

She also laughed, but said she wished that I would. I thought nothing of it and switched off the light.

I could not sleep. Salim reminded me of Aarif.  Aarif was the same age when he fucked me for the first time. The memory was fresh as if it happened yesterday……….

…………… Mathematics was the only subject that gave me nightmares. I was perfect in all other subjects. So, I told my Dad that I needed someone to teach and guide me.

For parents, children always look like toddlers. My dad never had a clue that I could have a crush on his friend’s son, Aarif, who was in his first year of university. I was in the 10^th standard and was already in full bloom. My body developed all curves, and before my delighted, unbelieving eyes, my boobs had sprouted to 34D size. My dad arranged for Aarif to teach me maths.

In the first two days, I sincerely learned. My dad gave me a bedroom on the 1^st floor so that there is no disturbance. My younger brother would always be out playing cricket, and my Mom was in the kitchen, so we were alone. If someone were coming up the stairs, the sound would alert me. This tempted me to seduce him. We would be sitting next to each other, and I started brushing my foot against his when he was explaining.

Initially, he withdrew and then glanced at me. Slowly, he moved his foot and lightly pressed mine and waited for my reaction. Without lifting my eyes from the book, I pressed his foot like a sandwich between my toes. He was emboldened and moved his elbow to touch my tit.

Before we knew what was happening, we were kissing, he was squeezing my boobs, and I was feeling his cock. For the next few days, we did only petting. On that Friday, I decided to go all the way.

I shaved my cunt and underarms, put on perfume, a skirt without panty and a T-shirt without a bra. As usual, when he was kissing, he squeezed my boobs, and was shocked to find erect nipples. I lifted tee shirt, and as he sucked my boobs, I felt like I was in heaven. I locked the door, and we undressed, and as he was hesitating, I held his erect cock and pushed in my cunt.

“Listen, Riz, it may not be a good idea, tomorrow I will bring a condom…” I sealed his lips with mine.

“I can’t wait till tomorrow. Fuck me now. Take out just before you cum” I whispered in his ear.

He could not resist. He slowly pushed his cock, My cunt was not yielding. I bit my lip to stifle a cry as excruciating pain ripped through me. I almost told him to take it out when I felt my hymen tear, and his cock was given the green signal. He fucked me with gentleness and loving care and took out his cock just before he reached climax and spilled on my stomach. I took the bed sheet and washed the blood stain before it dried up.

The next day, he brought condoms, and we didn’t waste time. I checked and found the coast was clear, Mom was in the kitchen and would be busy for at least half an hour, and Saif, my brother, would not come for about two hours. We undressed quickly and went into the 69 position. I straddled his face and clamped my cunt on his lips.

It was the first time I was seeing an erect male cock from close quarters. Though he fucked me yesterday, I did not get to see it so closely. It was beautiful. I ran my hand along the shaft lovingly and caressed his balls, which were like ripe lemons. He shuddered violently as I kissed his red dick head.

I giggled as he kissed my cunt lips and as his tongue licked my cunt lips. I did not know why he was hesitating to part my cunt lips, so I left his cock and, with fingers of both hands, parted my cunt lips and asked him to lick. He then started licking, and I was squirting more juices than he was able to lick.

I could not control and started moaning “Aaahhhh come on Aarif suck me mmmmmmuuuuaaahhhhhhhhh   muuuuuuuu hhhhhhaaaaaa,…fastterrrrrrrrr come onnnnnnnn like that suckkkkkkkkk meeeeee, hmmmmmmmm I am about to cuuuuuuuummmmm suuuuuuckkkkkkkk me harderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.”

I licked his dick head and took it in my mouth. As my warm mouth enveloped his cock, it began to jump impatiently. I sucked him, running my hands on his cock. When he bit lightly on my clit, I felt as if an electric current surged through my body. As he licked and teased it with his tongue, I lost control. I cried out loudly, clenched my thighs, and felt spasms rush through my body as I kept pouring juices into his mouth.

As I collapsed like a burst balloon, he pushed me aside, turned me on my back, parted my legs, and pulled a condom onto his cock drenched in my saliva and rammed it in my cunt. I gasped.

He asked anxiously if it hurt, and I shook my head, though it hurt like hell. He gently took it out and slowly pushed it in. Slowly, my cunt muscles eased up, and the liquid made sufficient lubrication for his shaft to excavate. I moaned softly as he pounded and pounded and ejaculated.

We quickly went into the bathroom, washed and dressed up, opened the door, and acted as if we were studying.

Though he was fucking me daily, it was always almost a quickie. We never had time to do it leisurely. Always panicking that someone might suddenly lurk in our minds, spoiling the enjoyment to some extent. All that changed suddenly after about a month.

That day Holiday was declared in school after prayer, but I have now forgotten why. I returned home, and I thought the watchman’s panic on seeing me was unusual. He started dialing the home number frantically.

I could hear the phone ringing in the hall and wondered why Mom was not answering. I turned the key in the front door lock and entered, and froze in shock. My Mom didn’t answer because she was being fucked by 3 men in the hall on the settee. All were naked.  The driver was lying on his back, and his cock was buried in Mom’s cunt.

 She was leaning forward, and the gardener’s cock was travelling in and out of her anus like a piston of a rail engine, and she was sucking cock of the cook. The driver was moving his hips up and down quite fast; his cock, glistening with Mom’s cunt juices, was moving in and out with lightning speed. Mom’s coconut-sized tits were being crushed mercilessly in Driver and Cook’s hands.

I motioned the watchman to disconnect, and the ringing stopped. I quietly closed the door and tiptoed into my bedroom. They were all so busy that no one noticed me. Men were all shouting and groaning and closed their eyes in ecstasy.

As I was about to enter my room, my Mom looked in my direction, and her eyes widened in shock. She stopped sucking. I smiled and motioned to her that it was okay, and went to my room.

After about half an hour, I cautiously peeped into the hall. Hall was deserted.  I went into the kitchen. Cook gave a start.

“Riz baby, when did you come?” There was panic in his voice. Mom’s eyes were downcast. I could make out that she was silently crying.  I told him I came just now and hugged Mom and whispered in her ear that it was okay, I understand.  There was relief in her eyes as she smiled and hugged me back.

We went into her bedroom. She was fidgeting nervously, wringing her hands; she didn’t quite know how to explain to her daughter. I sat beside her and hugged her again and told, “Mom, it is okay, just assure me that my Dad is my biological father, that is enough for me.”

Mom smiled broadly and kissed my head. “Of course, Riz. I started………”

“Fucking?” I suggested. She glared at me and then realized her predicament. She nodded.

“Yes, I started fucking around after Saif was born.” She said hesitantly. She was silent for a few seconds.

Then, with eyes downcast, she confessed.”That is not entirely true. Your Dad is indeed your biological father. During the period that you and Saif were conceived, I allowed only your Dad to fuck me in the cunt, so that I didn’t have doubt. After you were conceived, I went back to my normal routine until I wanted a second baby”.

I frankly asked her, “But you are so used to it, how did you manage to keep away even when you were waiting to be conceived?”

Mom smiled, “I had anal, blow jobs.” 

“Why, you are not happy with dad’s fucking?” I asked her.

“No, Riz. Your Dad is excellent in bed, it is just that I need many cocks, I crave many cocks, it is difficult to explain,” she looked down.

“Ok, I won’t tell Dad. But how can you be sure of the driver, cook, etc.? Any of them can blackmail you?” I asked.

“No worries. They are terrified of my dad. If they squeak a word, I warned them that I will tell my dad that they molested me. Then they know my dad will not only castrate them but will annihilate their families. So they dare not do anything, “she told me.

So that was how the path was paved for Aarif to fuck me leisurely and to our heart’s content until a day before my marriage. Saif was sent to a residential school.  Once Dad went out, Mom and servants would become naked, and they fucked Mom as and when they or she wanted. They were all very happy. Before, when I had holidays or on weekends, they were forced to behave, but now all the time they were fucking.

What amazed me was that the driver and the cook’s wives were working as maids in our house, and while their husbands were fucking their mistress, they would be going about their chores normally. As Mom would be riding Driver’s cock in the hall, his wife would be sweeping or mopping the floor, asking her hubby to lift his legs so that she could sweep that area.

When Cook is ramming Mom’s ass, his wife would come and ask her if she could wash new and old clothes together or to wash them separately.

But Mom warned them strictly that I was out of bounds, and if any of them so much as touched my hair, she personally would kill them.

So they could only look lustily at me. After that, we did not even bother to close the doors when we fucked. Mom used to come and give tips; she told Aarif to squeeze my boobs and pinch my nipples when he was licking my cunt. She told me not to depend only on Aarif to squeeze boobs; I also could and should maul my own tits and pull nipples.

She made it very clear to Aarif that he could never marry me, and this was purely fucking association. But we also had no illusions. We were not going to marry. Despite his good fucking, I was not going to give up my luxurious lifestyle and settle in his cramped apartment. He also knew that he could not give me the standard I was accustomed to.

She made us watch her fucking sessions to learn; she told Aarif to observe how the driver was licking her cunt and how the cook was fucking her ass. She never allowed him to touch her.

When I was in college, Aarif fell sick with viral fever and was out of circulation for nearly 2 months. He himself told me to get fucked by others since he would take time to recoup.

I told Mom, and under her supervision, Driver, cook, and Gardner fucked me. By the time I got married, I had become an expert at getting fucked in cunt and Anus at the same time. But Aarif always had first preference. He also started fucking Mom, he was crazy about her inch-long nipples……………….

I slowly drifted into sleep……

………in a dream I was riding Karim, his thick cock was buried in my cunt, and Aarif forced me to bend over Karim and was opening my cunt lips and was trying to push his cock also in my cunt. I was screaming ‘nooooooo ‘and realized I was indeed screaming as Asma shook me up.

“Riz, what is the matter? You had a bad dream?” she asked anxiously.

I smiled self-consciously, “No, it was a very good dream,” I told her.

Asma said it was past seven AM, and she and Salim were leaving and would come in the evening.

I said OK and drifted back to sleep……………………….

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