Kiran Hemant Chintu - Base

I wake up every morning in our small house in Bangalore, the sun filtering through the curtains. My name is Kiran, and I'm 28 years old. I have a four-year-old son who fills my days with his laughter and energy. But since my husband left for the US over a year ago, the nights feel empty. He got a good job there, but the visa didn't come through for me and our boy. So, I stay here, managing the home while he builds a life far away. We talk on calls, but it's not the same. The loneliness creeps in like a shadow.

My son goes to school in the mornings, leaving me alone with my thoughts. That's when I turn to my laptop. At first, it was just to pass time—movies, recipes. But lately, I've been watching things that stir something deep inside me. Videos of women lost in passion, bodies moving together. Some show a woman with two men, one in front, one behind, their hands everywhere. It makes my skin flush, my breath quicken. I tell myself it's just fantasy, a way to feel alive again. I always clear the history after, or so I think.

Chintu, my brother-in-law, lives nearby. He's my husband's younger brother, working at a company in the city. He's always been friendly, dropping by now and then with fruits or small talk. But I've noticed his eyes lingering on me a bit too long, the way he smiles when he thinks I'm not looking. I brush it off; he's family. One afternoon, while my son napped, Chintu came over unannounced. I made tea, and he used the bathroom. When he came out, his face looked different—sharper, like he knew a secret.

We chatted about nothing, but he kept glancing at my laptop on the table. I had forgotten to close it properly after my last session. My heart skipped. Did he see? He left soon after, waving goodbye with that same odd smile. I checked the history right away—everything was there, clear as day. Panic rose in my chest. What if he told someone? My family? My husband? I deleted it all, but the damage might be done.

Friday came, and the weekend loomed empty. My son was at a playdate with a neighbor's child. The doorbell rang, and there stood Chintu, not alone. Beside him was a man I didn't know—tall, with a easy grin and messy hair. 'Bhabhi,' Chintu said, using the respectful term for sister-in-law, 'this is my friend Hemant. He's catching a train tomorrow to his village, but his place is flooded. Can he crash here tonight? Just one night.'

I hesitated. The house was small, only two bedrooms. But they were guests, family and friend. 'Of course,' I said, forcing a smile. 'Come in.' Hemant thanked me warmly, his voice deep and smooth. He seemed polite, carrying a small bag. We settled in the living room. My son would be back soon, but for now, it was just us three. I served snacks and chai, trying to act normal.

As evening fell, my son returned, tired from playing. I put him to bed early, reading him a story until his eyes closed. The house grew quiet. Chintu and Hemant were in the guest room, but soon they joined me in the living room, saying they couldn't sleep yet. The air felt thick, charged. Chintu sat close on the couch, Hemant on the chair opposite. We talked about work, the city, my husband's job. But Chintu's eyes kept drifting to my laptop, now closed on the side table.

Then, he leaned forward, his voice low. 'Bhabhi, I saw something the other day. On your computer.' My stomach twisted. I pretended not to understand. 'What do you mean?' He smiled, but it wasn't kind. 'The videos. The ones with... two men and a woman. You like that, don't you? Alone here, missing bhaiya.' Heat flooded my face. I glanced at Hemant, who watched silently, his expression unreadable.

'Chintu, please,' I whispered, my voice shaking. 'That was private. Delete it from your mind.' He shook his head. 'I can't. And Hemant knows now too. We could tell people—your neighbors, even bhaiya. Or...' He paused, his gaze dropping to my body, wrapped in my simple cotton saree. The blouse hugged my curves, the pallu draped modestly. 'You could make us happy. Just tonight. Like in those videos.'

My heart pounded. Blackmail. From my own brother-in-law. Hemant shifted, his eyes darkening with interest. 'Don't worry, Kiran,' he said softly. 'We won't hurt you. It'll be good. For all of us.' I stood, backing away. 'No. This is wrong. Leave.' But Chintu was faster, grabbing my wrist gently but firmly. His touch sent a unwelcome spark through me. 'Think about it, Bhabhi. Your secret stays safe if you play along.'

Tears pricked my eyes, but anger mixed with fear. The loneliness had made me curious in those videos, but this was real. Hemant stood too, approaching from the other side. They were taller, stronger. I felt trapped, the room shrinking. Chintu's hand slid to my waist, tugging at the saree pin. 'Let us see you,' he murmured, his breath warm on my neck.

I froze as they worked together. Chintu unpinned the pallu, letting it fall from my shoulder, revealing the curve of my breast under the blouse. Hemant helped, unwinding the fabric slowly, his fingers brushing my skin. The saree slipped away, pooling at my feet in a soft whisper of silk. I stood there in my petticoat and blouse, exposed, my chest rising and falling fast. The air cooled my bare midriff, and I crossed my arms, but Chintu gently pulled them down.

'Now, your blouse,' Chintu said, his voice husky. Hemant nodded, eyes locked on mine with a mix of hunger and something almost gentle. 'Take it off for us, Kiran.'

“Chalo ab aap apna blouse uttar do….” Next Chintu spoke that, he told me to take off my blouse and things seemed started happening to me. I did not moved even a fraction, I looked at his face, into his eyes and blushed a bit but did not thought about taking off my blouse with my own hands and Chintu spoke to me again “aap khud nahi uttaroge…” and after a pause spoke to Hemant “Hemant hook khol blouse ke”.

Hemant moved and tried to touch my breasts to open my blouse and I removed his hands and Chintu spoke again “rahne de…meri Bhabhi hai…mujhe hi kholne dengi” and with that Chintu got up and came to me and tried to open my blouse and in reflex I pushed his hand too “Bhabhi kholne nahi doge to main blouse faad dunga”

Chintu spoke again while looking into my eyes and with a serious gesture, may be just to terrify me and once again I was helpless and did not protested again and he just went on unhooking my blouse and my heavy breasts caged in a tight bra started coming into their vision and I started breathing hot and heavy.

Finally Chintu unhooked my blouse and Hemant coordinated with him from behind to take out the blouse from my arms and I now I was just wearing a bra over my upper half which were barely covering half of my melons. Once again I covered my partially exposed breast with my arms and Chintu tried to remove them and also told Hemant to unhook my bra from behind and Hemant did that instantly.

Next straightening my arms Chintu took out the bra from my arms and now I was sitting in front of them with my sagging milks fully exposed. They were happy to see my breasts hanging and lust was evident in their act, they both; Chintu and Hemant each took my one melon in his hand and caressed it while playing with my long and erect nipple and like

I was expecting next instant Chintu started sucking my luscious fruitand pushed me while saying “Bhabhi late jaao….”. I lied on my back and both Hemant and Chintu started sucking my nipples together, for the first time in my life my both the melons were getting sucked and adored at the same time I was feeling bizarre.

I was failing to control my pleasure moans and closing my eyes I just started enjoying getting loved by two males at the same time. Both of my lovers sucked my nipples nicely to make me shudder in pleasure and after that they started taking off rest of my clothes. Chintu somewhat ordered Hemant to take off my petticoat “Hemant petticoat khol Bhabhi ka” and he himself started sucking my lips.

I did not respond to his kiss but he just continued sucking my lips and moving his tongue over them and ultimately stopped when I did not open my mouth. He looked into my eyes and spoke in rising lust “Bhabhi muhnkholo….aur kiss karne do mujhe” and he started again and this time I opened my mouth and brother of my husband kissed me as if he is my husband,

Chintu explored my explored my mouth thoroughly and leaving his saliva in my mouth he took out my tongue and sucked it by taking it in his mouth.Once again I would say virtually everything happening with me was against my consent but deep inside I was engrossed in all that I was puffing in rising excitement and could feel flood of pleasure juices flowing out of my fuckhole.

By now cord which was holding my petticoat around my waist was pulled by Hemant and was on his way to take out my Petticoat from my legs. In a moment I was lying with just a panty on my body and both the males were leaning over me. As Chintu broke the kiss Hemant started and he too explored my mouth and Chintu moved down and tried drifting down my panty and ultimately he succeeded in that.

I was stark naked now and because of intense wetness I was feeling cold breeze hitting fuckhole. “Ohhhh….Bhabhi kitni pyari Chut hai aapki….”Chintu spoke that after taking a glance of my swollen fuckhole “aapne to bahut paani bhi chhod diya…man kar raha hai poora ghus jaaun aapki Chutke andar” Hemant was kissing me and once again it was Chintu who spoke that while looking at my soaked fuckhole.

He rubbed his finger over swollen fuckhole and breaking the kiss I moaned loud in pleasure. “Dekh Hemant kitna ras bhara hua hai meri Bhabhi ki Chut mein…” Chintu spoke to his friend and Hemant also looked at my fuckhole and they both started rubbing my opening with their finger and I just went mad and started crying in evident pleasure while trying joining my thighs together.

But they parted my thighs and continued teasing my wet opening and Chintu spoke again “dekh Bhabhi kaise mast hoke apni izzat lutwa rahihai….” I was aroused like and hell and above that Chintu’s words were not letting me calm down, intentionally or unintentionally he was setting my desire to blow with words and it was evident on my facial expressions that I am delighted with whatever they are doing with me.

Closing my eyes and holding pillow in my palms I was moaning and crying in pleasure and holding my thighs apart they just went on plying with my thick pussy lips and saying “dekh yahan kahin pe ladies ka clitoris hota hai”

Chintu tried to find my clitoris and eventually reached there and I started trembling and stop them by holding their hands and my shivering state aroused Chintu and he told Hemant to hold my hands he himself started fisting my fuckhole while searching my clitoris I just went on trembling and crying in unbearable.

“Ruk jaa nahi to ye jhadd jaayengi” Hemant Spoke to Chintu, he told him to stop unless I will climax and Chintu stopped. By now I was flooding with fresh and very thick stream of my pleasure juices and now I could feel my sticky cum flowing down to the bed. “Bhabhi ab main aapki Chut karas-paan karunga…aapka prem -ras piyunga”

Chintu spoke next and parted my thighs wide and leaned over my crotch, unintentionally I brought my thighs together to stop him from accessing my fuckhole and Chintu widened them while requesting “Bhabhi taange kholo….”I failed keep my fleshy thighs closed as Hemant helped him open them and ultimately Chintu started sucking my fuckhole like a dog.

I was having hairs over fuckhole but as such it did not affected Chintu and he just went on licking and sucking my pleasure juices and I continued trembling and moaning like a bitch in heat. Chintu was over my lower half and Hemant took my upper half and he once again started sucking and squeezing my milky juggs with all his passion and I could not believe whatever was happening with me.

In way I was Ok with whatever Hemant was doing but Chintu was making me shudder helplessly, he went on widening my thighs with his hands and buried his face in my crotch as deep as possible and started moving his thick tongue over my fuckhole madly.

I think down there once again while sucking me he searched for my clitoris and he flicked entire portion where female clitoris is located with his tongue again and again and I started puffing and crying in strange voice. As Hemant was over my upper half I could not move much and what I could do was crying and pleading and I did that many times, “Chintu please…Ahhhhh …Please Chintu….stop…please….”

but Chintu just went on going and further folded my legs inwards to get better access of my fuckhole and succeeded in moving his thick tongue in my fuckhole all around and I shuddered like never before in my entire sex life with my husband. I was reaching to my climax and wanted explode and eventually Chintu sensed my state and stopped sucking me but when I was at the verge of explosion.

Next Chintu got up and while standing on the floor he started taking off his clothes, “daalne lagga hai?” Hemant asked him and he said yes by saying”haan…” and then added with a smile “Meri Bhabhi hai….main hi to pahle daalunga”. Chintu got naked and even after trying my best I failed to resist myself to look at his Penis.

As he drifted down his underwear it popped out into my vision and like it can be expected he was hard and I must say it was huge in size, it was monster in a real sense. I cannot say how long it was but I can easily say that it was thicker than my husband’s Penis and much-much bigger in length.

Anyway while holding and jerking is rod Chintu climbed the bed again without wasting any time told Hemant to widened my thighs and he followed, holding my legs apart Hemant made sufficient space between and legs and Chintu rubbed his cock-tip over my opening and they both smiled while looking at me shamelessly when I moaned in intense pleasure.

“Bhabhi…I will fuck you…finally aaj aapki Chut mil hi gayimujhe….” Chintu spoke with a rising lust laden tone and now I could thathe was getting excited, why not he was about to invade his monster in his  loving Bhabhi’s fuckhole and he leaned over me while putting his thickcock-head on the gateway of my pleasure hole and spoke again

“bahut din se soch raha tha aapko kaise Chodun…..aaj maine aapko lettahi diya bistar pe” I was puffing high with a short breath, I was feeling my pussy lips were open with his thickness and with a realization that I am about to get fucked by a younger brother of my husband my fuckhole started convulsing very strangely and I shivered with a bizarre sensation and next instant it just happened.

Chintu swung his ass forward and I moaned loud with a weird and wonderful shivering, “aaahhhh……” finally I was filled at my fuckhole till the deepest corner of my tunnel as in a fraction Chintu slipped his monster in my fuckhole till its root.

He stayed unmoved in my fuckhole and lied over me and started kissing me his tongue invaded my mouth and unintentionally I responded to his kiss and just then he started fucking me with proper deep screwing thrusts. I was moaning and grunting in deep pleasure, I could not believe that I was so starved for sexual pleasure that I started enjoying even when I was getting fucked forcibly.

“Ohhh…Bhabhi I love you…I love you so much…” Chintu spoke gasping and continued fucking with a steady pace and I could easily make out that his monster was reaching in the depth of my fuckhole where I was never touched by my wedded husband apart from that he was so thick that my virginal muscles were stretched painfully wide and continues digging of that length

and thickness was producing strange sensation in my body and every time his monster came out and disappeared into my fuckhole I shuddered in extraordinary delight. Like I said my husband was here more than a year back that was the last when I was fucked and that instant when Chintu was fucking me it was evident from my pleasure moans that I was starved for all this

and sensing my state Chintu spoke again “Jaaneman ab main roz aaunga tujhko Chodne ke liye….tu bus apni Chut ke baal saaf karke rakhna….”Till now he was addressing me with respect of aap and all but that instant because lust was rising he addressed me with tu, as if I am his slut and truly speaking the way I was enjoying getting fucked that instant I was nothing more than a slut.

Wearing all his clothes Hemant was lying beside me, while Chintu was fucking me I was feeling his hands over my breasts, he was squeezing my milks roughly while playing with my long and erect nipples and apart from the pleasure of getting invaded at fuckhole I was moaning with a pleasure of getting a breast play.

Chintu’s heavy hips rose and fell over me again and again and his pace of fucking me went on increasing and within a minute he was fucking me nicely and we both were moaning in divine pleasure. My fuckhole wasc ontracting over his rod and clamp of my wet fuckhole was making him gasp.

Gradually Chintu paced up his fucking strokes and I started feeling that I am going to burst and I wrapped my arms around his body and that raised Chintu’s excitement further high and he started fucking me hard and fast and just went on going faster and faster, his thick and long monster went  deeper and deeper in my fuck hole and seized strange whimper out of my soul.

I started shouting loud and Hemant placed his hand over my mouth. Certainly I was never fucked like that and that instant I was not in state to realized that I am getting fucked by my husband’s brother, I was enjoying and just enjoying and within few more seconds our excitement rose significantly and now it was matter of just few seconds and Chintu grunted while clenching his teeth and finally it happened, finally Chintu made 2-3 deep strokes while crying in pleasure andt ouched me very deep in my womb and squeezed his hips together 2-3 times, I also exploded at the same time and grabbed him further hard in my arms and wrapped my thighs around his pumping hips to stop pumping me and he buried his monster in my fuckhole till its root and shivered while releasing his fluid inside me,

I too trembled in shattering orgasm like never before and felt my fuckhole convulsing over his huge monster. Finally we both were spent, and I was spent never like that, I was fucked so nicely and powerfully that that I did not realized that everything is happening against my wish. I don’t feel ashamed saying that the way I was brought to explosion by Chintu, was really amazing and it was happened for first time in my life, my husband was never so powerful even when he was Chintu’s age neither he lasted inside me for such a long time. Chintu was unmarried and I really don’t know where he was involved sexually but certainly the way he fucked it was evident that he is not and armature.

Anyway Chintu lied over me for a while and I just kept on holding his body with excitement. Slowly he got and looked at my face and smiled and spoke “Jaaneman aaj loot hi li maine teri izzat…”I felt ashamed over myself, the way I was screaming in pleasure it was evident that I was enjoying getting fucked just like a slut and that’s what Chintu spoke next”I know tere ko bhi bahut mazza aaya hai apni izzat lutwa ke”.

I could see that from last few minutes Chintu’s way of talking to me was changed drastically, he was addressing me with tu and all, as if I am his girlfriend or a slut. “Mujhe bhi karna hai…” Hemant spoke that, and he started taking off his clothes. Chintu got from my top and told me to goto the washroom and clean my fuckhole in his way with the words

“Bhabhi jaao….achhe se wash karke aao….ab Hemant maarega aapki Chut”. I didn’t have any option and I got up slowly and used the washroom,I watered my fuckhole to take out whatever Chintu injected in womb and when I came out Hemant was waiting for me on the door. He bought me to the bed and straight away widen my thighs to plunge my fuckhole but Chintu stoppedhim and spoke

“abhi mat daal…thodi der Chaat inki Chut ko, gilla nahi karegakya…?” and Hemant took his suggestion and buried his face into fleshy thighs and started sucking to make me wet. I was gone through an orgasm hardly few minutes and I was feeling strange when was getting teased over fuckhole. Though it was not very exciting but still it was pleasurable.

Chintu used the washroom quickly and came beside me in on the bed and started with a kiss and explored my mouth and gradually moved down to my breast and sucked my nipples nicely. I was moaning in low voice and expecting any moment Hemant will plunge my fuckhole but I didn’t knew that this time I was suppose to take two at the same time, one in a fuckhole and one in a mouth.

“Bhabhi ab maine aapse apna Lund chuswaaunga” Chintu spoke that and got up and brought his limping Penis over my mouth and at the same time Hemant stopped sucking my fuckhole and he too got up, “Bhaiya ka Chuste ho na…?”Chintu asked me and I was not in state to say anything; Yes or No, I was puffing and throat was choked with my own saliva. “bolo…Chuste ho yanahi…?”

he asked me again, though I use to but I moved my head in no and it hardly mattered because next Chintu spoke “koi baat nahi..humara Chusna padega….” And next Chintu spoke to Hemant “tu neeche daal main oopar daalta hun” and once again his words aroused me and I started breathing heavy, I was helpless I had to suck him and as opened my mouth for Chintu’slimping monster,

At my lower half Hemant placed his cock-head over my fuckhole and plunged my fuckhole with a sudden jerk. My god I could not believe what all they were doing with me, they were milking me my body as much as possible and things happening with me were just like threesome porn moviein which two males fuck a single slut which I often use to watch and enjoyon my PC.

Anyway I was filled at my mouth and fuckhole at the same time both themales were enjoying fucking me, Chintu was grunting with heat and wetnessof my mouth over his monster and down there between my thighs Hemant wasenjoying invading my fuckhole with his Penis in somewhat missionaryposition.

Chintu was getting harder at slow pace, I could also taste his cum anddown there Hemant was too excited, from his rising fucking pace I couldfeel that very soon Hemant will discharge and I was right.

Though like Chintu he was also having a monster of a good size but hefucked me hurriedly and screwed me hard and fast almost from the very firstinstant and like I knew with in a minutes time Hemant went out of hiscontrol and started banging me like an animal and moaned loud whilereleasing his gunk in my fuckhole.

Hemant was spent but Chintu was getting aroused again, though he was notfully erect but he was getting harder slowly in my mouth itself. I wassucking his Penis tenderly using lot of saliva and he enjoying everyfraction of that. “Ohhh…..Bhabhi….mazza aa gaya…aap jhoot bol rahethe…ki aap Bhaiya ka Lund nahi Chuste… I am sure aap Chuste ho…”

he spoke that while gasping in intense pleasure and got further excitedas he saw my beautiful face filled with his monster and spoke again”Ohhh… Bhabhi aap kitne pyare lag rahe ho…muhn mein Lund Le Ke Chustehue…” and then after tiny pause he spoke again in rising lust “ab isskojaldi khada karo…..maine aapki peeche se leni hai…” I continued suckinghim,

unintentionally while giving my best and felt his monster getting intoits maximum size in my mouth. Finally Chintu stopped me and now he wasready to fuck me again but as he looked at fuckhole he told me to get upand wash it. My fuckhole was oozing out whatever Hemant ejaculated and itwas a good volume which he could not ignore.

He told me and I got up and walked to the washroom to water my fuckholeagain and Chintu came along and he himself cleaned my fuckhole and as Imoved to go out he stopped me there and told me to turn around against thewash basin. “Bhabhi Basin ke oopar jhuk jaao” as he said I leaned on thebasin but asked him with a timid voice “Yahin pe daal rahe ho kya…?” andChintu replied with yes “Haan…”

Next Chintu came behind me and rubbed his rod on my fleshy ass and toldme to part my legs further apart, “taange aur kholo” and I parted my legswide so that my Devar can penetrate me from behind. But Chintu was in moodto tease me and he moved his hand under my ass and reached to my fuckopening with his fingers and asked me while rubbing my opening,

“Bhabhi Daal dun andar ya pahle thodi der Chut chuswani hai” “nahiplease…. daal de…main thak gayi hun…jo karna hai jaldi kar le” I wastired and I told him to penetrate me and finish it off, “pahle aag to laggadun aapke andar… Hmmmm……” and saying that Chintu continued teasingmy fuckhole with his hand and once again tried to find my clitoris whichwas buried somewhere in my thick pussy lips

“Ahhhhh……” I moaned in pleasure. Next Chintu invaded two of hisfingers in my fuckhole with sudden jerk and fisted me brutally, “Ohhh…… God” I grunted loud and staggered my heavy bottom back inexcitement, he was trying to lit fire in my body again and up to an extenthe was done with that,

I was left incomplete by Hemant and that much of tease was more thanenough for me to raise my fucking demand again and next he further bent meover the basin, raised my bottom bit up and widened my thighs bit moreapart and brought his hard Penis to my fuckhole and rubbed my opening withit.

Ohhhh…..I puffed in pleasure and he spoke to me “Bhabhi mujhe maaloomhai aapke andar bahut garmi hai…main aapki saari garmi nikal dunga” onceagain Chintu’s aroused me and I felt like getting him inside me and justthen Chintu pushed himself into me from behind and went deep in my fuckholewith a sudden jerk “Oh…. God”

I moaned in delight of getting stuffed after a long tease and lurched mymassive bottom over his crotch like a bitch in heat. Finally holding mymassive ass Chintu started fucking me from behind and now while tryinggoing as deep as possible in my womb he was screwing me with his thick andlong monster with sudden jolts and I puffed hard whenever he banged mepowerfully

and reached deep in my fuckhole where I was never touched by my husband.I must mention that I was never fucked in this posture in my entire sexlife and may be that is why I was going through strange and wonderfulsensation throughout the fuck, though position was little uncomfortable forus but pleasure was incredible and Chintu just went on going fucking withall his passion

and clenched his teeth in excitement and once again spoke erotic inenthusiasm “Hai…Bhabhi kya mast Chuttad hain aapke…. Bhaiya ne Chodchod ke Chowde kar diye hain…” and once again his words aroused me and Istarted puffing heavier with short breath as by now Chintu was also bitmore excited and he was fucking me steadily and I was getting screwedrepeatedly

with a rapid pace and I was feeling pressure building up in my fuckhole.Next he slipped his hand under my belly and reached to my fuckhole andspoke while rubbing my opening and this time it was about the hairs he wasfeeling over my fuckhole “Bhabhi ab aap ye baal regularly saafkaroge….main roz aaunga aapki kachhi uttarne…”

and I puffed in pleasure of hearing erotic words while getting fuckedjust then he roughly moved his fingers over my opening and once againsearched for my clitoris in my thick pussy lips and I shuddered erotically.Now he was fucking me along with rubbing my clitoris and it enhanced myfucking delight significantly and I started moaning in pleasure.

As posture was little awkward Chintu failed to retain the pace andgradually slowed down and ultimately stopped fucking me told me to get onthe bed after withdrawing his Penis from my fuckhole and as I turned to thedoor I saw Hemant standing while jerking his monster and next Chintu spokeout in that concern

“Bhabhi aaj aap sow nahi Paaoge…jabtak main aapko chhodunga….Hemanttyar ho jaayga aapko pailne ke liye”. Anyway we came to the bed and thistime Chintu took me under his masculine body and fucked me after folding meinto my half. My feet were pointing roof and he was invading me with hisfull strength but with a thrilling control.

I must say Chintu is divine fucker, I was crying in pleasure and couldfeel myself going to climax but he was no way near his peak and holding mefrom my knee joints he just went on fucking me throughout the time Itrembled while cumming after an orgasm and ultimately screamed in delightafter minute and called Hemant to continue fucking me and he himselfreleased his gunk over my breasts with a loud pant.

Before I would have recovered from Chintu, I felt Hemant’s hands partingmy thighs and saw him adjusting himself over my fuckhole and in fraction heinvaded me and ultimately cummed in womb after fucking me for few moreminutes. I must mention for the first time in my life I was gone throughmultiple orgasms and apart from feeling embarrassed I was also feelingdelighted and relaxed after releasing gallons of pleasure juices from myfuckhole.

They both were exhausted now, as they both were evacuated twice in avery short and after getting filled at my fuckhole third time I was alsofeeling weakness. They both were lying n the bed without speaking out aword, I silently got up, used the washroom and started collecting myclothes and Chintu asked me where I am going with a smile “Bhabhi kahan jaarahe ho?”

I looked at his face without any expressions, and he spoke again andshowing mercy granted me to go in my bedroom and take rest but added thathe come to get me back when they again feel like having sex and told me notto bold my door from inside and his Hindi words were “Ok…chale jaao apnebedroom mein….thodi der rest kar low….jab karna hoga main aapko bulaneaa jaaunga aap room andar se lock mat karna”.

Finally I came to my room and ultimately on bed beside my son afterwearing a long nighty and slept after a very long time. I was very uneasywith a thought that Chintu might come any time to call me to fuck me againand while briefing about my over all mind state I would say when I gotalone to think over whatever was happened with me and the way Chintutreated me,

obviously I was depressed but this is also true that I was also feelingaroused while recalling whatever happened and assuming what all can happenin future. Like Chintu said many times that now he will come to me everyday to fuck me, I was thinking now what all will happen with me in thenights somewhere deep I was feeling that now I will not feel lonely anddeficient of physical pleasure.

Fortunately Chintu did not come again in the night and I slept for 4-5hours, until my alarm clock rang and I got up to send my son to the school.For a moment I thought about not sending my child school, assuming that inhis presence they;

Chintu and Hemant will not anything with me but I could trust them and Igot scared while thinking about other accept that if they will do somethingwith me in excitement my son will see it then I will in bigger embracementand I ultimately sent him school.

Chintu and Hemant slept for long, possibly till 9 and throughout thetime I was awake and doing morning courses and household works I wasfeeling aroused and gradually leaking in panties because anyhow I could notthink that they will fuck me again.

Anyway when Chintu got up, after bathing and all I was in the kitchenand he addressed me from behind and said that they will leave in some time”Bhabhi thodi der mein hum niklenge…” I turned and looked at him if hehas a guilty in his eyes over his deed and there was no mark of that ratherhe smiled while looking at my face.

Just to do a formality I asked if they will have tea “Chaaye logge…””Nahi…hum Chaaye waaye nahin lenge….” Chintu replied back casually anddenied for the tea but spoke in continuation and his words were “bus jaanese pahle aapki thodi si Chut aur lenge”. I won’t say I was not expectingthat but I was not prepared to hear what he said and once again I feltembarrassed over his words.

“Chalo aao bedroom mein” holding my wrist Chintu spoke to me calmly andI requested him to leave me by saying “please Chintu mujhe chhod de…””arre Bhabhi aao na…nakhre kya kar rahe ho…? mujhe maaloom hai youalso need all this….” And once again I will say I was flowed in the flowand did not opposed and Chintu took me along while holding my wrist.

Ohh….My god jerking his Penis back and forward Hemant was waiting forme on the bed stark naked me and Chintu lifted my Kurta as I reached in theroom and spoke “issko aapse apna Lund Chuswana hai….” I raised my armswithout showing and resistance and Chintu took it out from my arms. Nexthe pulled the cord of my Salwar and it raced down to my feet in a fraction.

“please tum log mere saath aisa mat karo” I was standing just bra andPanty and once again pleaded while looking at Chintu and he smiled andspoke “dekho aapne humen apna dinner karwa diya hai…breakfast bhi karwado…” once again I felt ashamed and Chintu spoke again and tried toconsole me “come Bhabhi relax…life ko enjoy karo…”

and with that he wrapping his arm around my shoulder he brought mefurther close to bed and took off his own clothes before climbing the bed.Once again leaving myself on their mercy I was lying on bed and Hemant tookoff bra and Chintu took out my panty from my legs.

Hemant Kissed me for a while like I was expecting while getting exploredat mouth by Hemant’s tongue I was feeling Chintu’s hands over my thighs andultimately folding my legs inward he also started exploring me, but over myfuckhole and I started moaning in intense pleasure.

Hemant broke the kiss after a minute and sucked my milks but just for awhile and got over his knees and brought his Penis over my mouth andreflecting no disagreement I opened my mouth and took him to suck him. Like Chintu Hemant also moaned in pleasure as my mouth was hot and wet andI just went on sucking while getting licked at fuckhole.

Hemant grew in his full size in my mouth and grunted numerous timesbecause of tender sucking and ultimately stopped me sucking his Penis. “Bhabhi peeche se daalna hai…ghodi ban jaao” that’s what Hemant spoke tome for the first time since last night after reaching home and I justfollowed what he said.

Chintu stopped sucking my fuckhole and helped me to get and turned mearound for his friend and started kissing me over my lips for a while. While getting explored at my mouth by Chintu I felt Hemant adjustinghimself behind me and he located exact location of my fuckhole by invadinghis finger and raising my ass bit more placed his monster tip on my openingand ultimately pushed his monster while pulling me from waist.

I grunted in pleasure as I felt his monster going inside me and puffedas I heard Chintu giving him instruction by saying “Aaram aaram seChod…koi jaldi nahi hai…Lund andar tak Ghusa…” and like Chintu saidholding my waist Hemant started pumping my fuckhole steadily and once againI was getting touched deep in my fuckhole and could not stop moaning inpleasure.

As Chintu saw that I am up with getting fucked in a doggy posture withHemant he got up a bit and brought his semi erect Penis close to my faceand told me open my mouth, “Bhabhi..muhn kholo…mera Lund Chuso” and I didthat too, once again they fucked my pussy and face at the same time and itwent on going until Hemant took pace and started fucking me hard and fast.

Holding my fleshy ass Hemant banged me hard and deep as much as possibleand ultimately stood up on his feet and Chintu instantly pressed my upperhalf down and raise my bottom up, so that his friend can fuck me fast and Ijust went on moaning crying in pleasure and embarrassment of getting fuckedlike a slut.

Hemant rode over me madly and screwed my fuckhole very hard andultimately collapsed over me and climaxed and hollowed his balls one moretime. Next like I was expecting Chintu charge and accompanied me to thewashroom and bought me to the bed and fucked me tenderly while being on mytop and while kissing me sucking my milks.

I would say I was at the verge of climax when Hemant discharged and Ir eached to the climax when Chintu was in the middle and once again hefucked me through I released my pressure I shuddered erotically while lying under him. Later when my orgasm passed he fucked me steadily for a while and as excitement rose he too fucked me fast furious and released his seedin womb again.

That was sixth time I was fucked in last 10 hours and for me it was atime of my life which I can never forget. In a way I was treated like slutby own Devar and up to an extent I was responding like that only. Certainly it was unintentional from my side; that co-ordinate and expressed pleasure while getting fucked and that is why this silsila did not ended there.

After fucking once in the morning Chintu and Hemant left my house instantly, just because Hemant was suppose to catch a train in the early evening and Chintu was suppose to accompany him till railway station but before leaving once again Chintu told me that he will come in the night and also reminded me that I have to clear hairs from my fuckhole

“Bhabhi main Raat ko aaunga…aap apni Chut chikni karke rakhna” andjust moved my eyes from his face in shame. Throughout the day I thought about leaving my house and staying at my cousin sister’s place whole livesin nearby region of my town but ultimately I failed to do that mainly because I did not had any genuine excuse to give that why I have came to her when my child has a school to attend,

apart from that I can say I was feeling aroused and felt myself leaking throughout the day with a thought that tonight once again I am going to get fucked. Ultimately it happened again and Chintu came to my place after 11in the night when he knew that my son will be sleeping sound. He gave me a gift which was a short nighty and asked me if I have cleaned my fuckhole from hairs.

Since then I was up with it but I did that ultimately I slept with Chintu for the whole night and he fucked me thrice, including one which hedid in the early morning before leaving. Since then Chintu has not stopped coming my place to fuck me and now I am also very much into this. My husband has job offer in India with a marginal difference of salary but heis not ready to come back,

neither he is intended to call me there, so ultimately here I havestarted enjoying my life with his brother itself and now I don’t feelguilty and embarrassment while having sex with Chintu but I have prohibited him to bring his friend again. In the end I must also mention that although Chintu has promised me that he will not bring his friend again butI really don’t trust him

and I am more scared because last few weeks he is asking me to give himmy anal virginity and I am not ready to do that. Sometimes I really feelvery insecure because he is a kind of guy who can break his promise anymoment and I feel that like he did once he might come with Hemant againjust to fuck my ass.

Anyway let’s see what will happen.