Graduation, in anyone’s life, is a significant milestone. After completing my undergrad studies, I was eagerly waiting for that moment to begin. The added thrill to my excitement was that I had to move to Karachi for my higher education. I intended to do my MBA from one of the renowned institutions of Karachi. Since we lived in a smaller city of Sukh’er, the life of a bigger city, especially Karachi always had a great appeal for me. Moreover, my sister living in Karachi included a third dimension to my excitement. We were two sisters and, if not being presumptuous, both of us were pretty enough. In college we were known as the ‘Sexy Two’. We had striking eye-catching figures, and were well aware of the fact: tall stature, long legs, fair complexion with a stout physique and long but thick honeyed hair. We both were very close and understood each other perfectly well. Erum, my 4-year senior sister, was married. Her husband, Tahseen, was the most handsome and charming guy I had ever seen. Erum’s year long marriage was a typical South Asian love-marriage saga: a ‘no-no-thing’ initially with a lot of family opposition from both sides but later both the families gave away to the resolute couple. (In South Asia, especially Pakistan, marriages are arranged, by parents or elders of the family. In certain cases bride and groom may not even have known or seen each other).
At first, as a South Asian tradition, my father opposed the idea of me living with my brother-in-law. Culturally, it wasn’t regarded as respectable and morally upright to stay with one’s married sister. He, therefore, was of the mind that I should either not precede to Karachi or stay at the university’s halls of residence. But my sister and brother-in-law, Tahseen, persuaded him hard to change his mind. Tahseen, in particular, pleaded my case convincingly. His point was that I must not miss the opportunity of studying in one of the most prestigious business schools in Pakistan: IBA.
“She,” he further insisted upon my father, “is like my younger sister. If Nabeel [Tahseen's younger brother] can put up with us why can’t Anila?”
“I,” he, very diplomatically added, “would be honored if you agree to let her stay with us.”
With my mother’s backing, my father finally had to gave in to his son-in-law.
Staying with Erum during my studies was something that I was eagerly awaiting for. They, Erum and Tahseen, have a house there. Tahseen’s brother, Nabeel, was also staying with them as he too was studying in the university. All three of them were there to receive me at the Karachi railway terminal. Both husband and wife were seemed over joyous on my arrival. Nabeel, I observed, was not less attractive than his brother rather more charming.
Later I made out that it was a ‘free’ household with fewer inhibitions or to say none at all. All of them were happy-go-lucky and carefree enjoying life to the possible utmost. Nabeel, as I mentioned above, was very personable and friendly character. He was witty and a wonderful company. Soon our wavelengths matched and we became buddies.
One late night, as I was studying in the lounge, I heard some strange noise severing the calm and peace of the night. I was confused and frightened too. Then it was there again. Now I realized that it’s coming from my sister’s bedroom. I put down the book and sat quietly on the sofa. I quickly understood what was going on. They were, obviously, making love. I first thought of step out of the place but then a weird curiosity overpowered the rationale. It was dark outside, so I slowly moved to the terrace where there was a window to their bedroom. To my surprise and luck the windowpane was slightly ajar causing a slit in the curtains. I could see through the bed where they were laying on under a dim nightlight, sufficient to keep the visibility clear.
They were both naked. He had a perfect athlete figure: sturdy and brawny. His hard and rigid member was huge; about seven or eight inches long. His hand was stroking her soft creamy white breasts and firm erected nipple while he was sucking on the other. My sister held him tight as he was working with his mouth. She moved one of her hands between her legs and started caressing her crotch. She was already excited and her clitoris was swollen from the strokes of his great erection.
As he suckled feverishly like a hungry infant, his right hand moved slowly from her breast downwards to her belly. As he touched her crotch and pressed it harder, I heard a gasp from my sister, “Ah…” He kept caressing her cunt and at the same time switching his mouth back and forth between her breasts. Erum’s hand had shifted to his manhood and began massaging it. Finally, he pulled himself up a little and slid two fingers into her vagina.
“Ui Allah, Oh God!” she moaned in a whisper.
I was too stunned to move. Shocked and bewildered. Not only of the ‘obscene’, if you want to say, I was glued to but also of the lewd and vulgar language my ‘innocent’ ears were listening to. I could not believe that my sister and brother-in-law would be into those ‘horrible’ taboo words. Not merely that, they seemed to enjoying pronouncing them.
“Tum bothat geeli ho rahi ho, you’re getting real wet,”
“Haan janoo, mere under aagh lagi hoi ha, yeh darling, I’m burning inside.”
“Under kahaan? Where inside?” He whispered.
“Tum ko malum ha, kahaan, you know well, where.”
“Nahain. Mujee bataoo kahaan. No. Tell me where…”
“Mere phudi main, in my cunt.”
I jumped over Erum using that taboo word.
“Kasay bhujay gi? How it’ll extinguish?” He said increasing the pace of his hand working her pussy.
“Mere under apna lund dal do, put your cock in me.”
Another jolt for me.
The dirty words were gushing out of my sister’s mouth. I had never heard such a lewd conversation between couples before. I myself till then had never used those especially in my mother tongue: Urdu. It was too much for me but indeed had an exciting affect.
He worked his fingers back and forth in her cunt, deeper and deeper. He pulled her towards him and they began kissing passionately. Their tongues seemed gone wild. After a while he pulled his fingers out of her love-hole and gently pushed her back to the bed. He was now riding her. He started rubbing his cock against her pussy as she spread her legs further apart. Her voluptuous and suggestive moans were evident that my sister was now in a state of ecstasy.
“Oh oh oh, oh God… maian… ooooh… mai aa rahi hoon, I’m coming!” She was wildly thrusting hers hips upwardly.
Tahseen grabbed his cock and began rubbing it on her colitis.
“Ke-keep doin’ it… Don’t… don’t stop…”
After a little while she exploded; and exploded loudly.
“Ahhhhaaaa……Uooooooieee……”
He then collapsed over her belly still licking and sucking her breasts.
Erum bent her neck and kissed his hair.
“Thank you for such a wonderful orgasm.” whispered Erum.
He smiled back and kissed her softly on the lips. His hands were having fun with her boobs and now fully erected brown nipples. She all of sudden bawled a shrill moan; perhaps he had squeezed her nipples little harder than usual. His cock was as rigid and I had a very clear view of it. Indeed it was the most beautiful prick I had seen that far. It head was shinning in the blur light with its pre-cum it look adorable to me. A weird chill shook my body.
He, after a while, moved downwards slowly. Kissing and liking her breasts his face reached her bellybutton and began licking it. His right hand which was winding over her thigh, had now found her pussy entry and I saw two of his fingers disappeared into it. His mouth moved towards her shaven pubic triangle. She stretched her legs further. I could clearly see her cunt now. It was still dripping with the love-liquid released during her climax. Her pussy and inside of thighs were fully coated by her juices. I was amazed by the amount of secretion she was oozing; I never imagined that a woman could produce that much of love-secretions. I certainly had never came the way Erum’s pussy did. And I envied her for that. Anyway, it was a lovely rather mesmerizing sight to watch her all wet between her legs.
Tahseen perhaps noticed that oddity too.
“You came like a house on fire,” He exclaimed. “You seemed to be too horny today!”
She just smiled.
I, for sure, am no peeping Tom but surprisingly, and it may sound wired, a naked body, irrespective of a man or woman, has always an electrifying effect on me. I have seen Erum nude earlier. Before Erum’s marriage we shared the room and of course the washroom with it. It, therefore, gave me quite a few opportunities to steel a glimpse of her nudity. But watching her this time round had an amazing effect on me. Funny sensations were palpitating through my spine. I realized that I have soaked my panties as well. My pussy was dripping too, wetting my thighs along with my shalwar all the way down.
I moved my hand under my long shirt, kamiz, and start rubbing my pussy over the wet fabric of the shalwar. Christ! I was amazed over myself streaming those juices out of my love-tunnel. I was if I was spell bound. I don’t know exactly how long I remained there in that frenzy.
When I came back to my senses, I saw Tahseens’ tongue moving in and out of Erum’s love-hole. Then he pulled it out of her cunt and licked her magic-button quite wholesomely. Then again; deeper this time. She shuddered as his tongue zipped over her clitoris.
“Hoon! Hamesha ke terah mazedar, like ever, yummy!” He acknowledged hoarsely.
He then wrapped his arms under her thighs, which helped her to hold her legs apart. He slid his tongue down all the way to her inner labia, sliding it gently into her vagina. His lips came to press fully against her genitals, his tongue at least an inch inside of her. My sister was rolling her hips and ass as well as arching her back and head, as she moaned softly.
My sister ran her fingers into his head, holding it between her legs.
“Ah… that’s beeeati-ful…”
He put his thumb over her clitoris and began caressing it while his tongue was constantly moving in and out of her love-hole. After a while his tongue moved out of her cunt downwards the anus. Meanwhile he inserted one of his fingers into her wet pussy. My God! He was licking her anus and finger-fucking her at the same time.”Ohooo… ahaaa…” Erum was hollering lewdly.
He suddenly took his finger out of her cunt and inserted it into her anus. The instant he touched the ‘forbidden’ part of her anatomy, Erum quivered as if electricity has surged up her body. No sooner, his finger was all the way up inside her rectum. Tahseen ran his mouth back to her pussy opening and shove his tongue into it again. She seemed to have build pressure for another orgasm within her loins. Slowly she rocked her hips, keeping her actions as tender as possible.
“Oh, oh, please… ” She cried, softly. “Oh, oh, haan, yes…”
She had had another climax.
I noticed that Tahseen’s cock had swelled further more. It was thick and hard like a rock. He slowly moved upwards, licking all the way through. He was now lying over her again. His rock-hard dick was tapping her cunt and colitis. He adjusted his cock over her cunt opening and with one thrust he was in her. She was so wet that her pussy showed no resistance at all, rather it looked too willing to accommodate that ‘love-meat’. He pumped it in and out for a while then threw all his weight over her body, resting on her. They were passionately kissing each another. His hips were moving in a slow rhythm.
His pace increased. He was now resting on his hands, which had griped Erum’s spread arms. He was stroking, with his ass facing me, in and out of her like a bull.
“Aahhaaa… zoor say, harder… fuck me harder… uuuuuuiiii… yes, yes…”
“You’re too hot, bitch… ah… meri kutia bothat garum ha aaj, my bitch is too hot today,” He was pumping even harder now.
“Chodo mujay… zoor say choodo, screw me, screw me harder,”
Both were in a state of frenzy. She then quivered beneath him. Perhaps understanding her body language, he released her arms. She shifted her hands to his ass cheeks and pulled them away. Tahseen’s anus was all visible to me now.
She then inserted a finger in his asshole and started stroking it.
“Uh… wonderful, really wonderful… ooohhh… keeeep doin’ it…” Said he in sighs.
She kept her finger in and out his asshole as he steadily screwed her pussy. After a while he suddenly stopped and took his dick out of her cunt.
“Uh… kyon… why… nekal kyon liya, why have you taken it out? Said she pleadingly.
“Bus bohat ho gaya, its enough, ab main apni pyaari kutia ko chodun ga, I’ll screw my lovely bitch now.” Said he clearly emphasizing on kutia or bitch.
She understood his ‘code’ too well because the next moment she stood up and was on her all fours.
“Yeh ley, teri kutia tayaar hai, here is your bitch,” She swung her ass in front of him (and unknowingly me).
His hand touched her ass cheeks, caressing them slowly. Then suddenly Tahseen smashed his hand against her ass.
“Aaaahh… haaa… Kutay kaya kar raha ha, you dog, what’re you doing?”
He hit again with much force this time.
“Aaaahh… haaa…”
“Mujhe gaali mat nekalo, rundi…”
“Kyon, why?” Said she in sobs. “Tum mere kutay ho harami aur main teri kutia, you’re my dog, bastard and I’m your bitch.”
My ears must have gone red by the language and variety of words used by my sister. I could not believe my ears what I was hearing. How could Erum use such a filthy lingo and so fluently too? Unbelievable! But to my utter surprise, instead of being repelled by their smutty ‘expressions’, it hit me with a certain kind of sensation probably satisfying my some latent instinct not known to me before. A new wave of electrifying impulse ran through my spine causing my pussy to gush fresh fluid out. I could feel more juices running down my inner thighs. Goodness me! I was now drenched like a watermelon.
He slapped her ass-cheeks a number of times so that I could see them getting redden.
“Uh… ohhh, Janoo, darling… ohhhh. Honey… ohhh… bahut acha leg raha ha… that feels so wonderful… ” She moaned in ecstasy. “Ab meri ass bhar do, now fill my ass…”
And, with a bang he throbbed his prick into her asshole.
“AAAAHHHHhh…” I am sure her shriek could have been heard miles away. “Main mari, its killing me… aram se… jaanoo, dard hota ha, easy… dear, it hurts.”
He slowed his stroking pace. “The whole house must have heard you!,”
“Tum nain aaj mere gaand phar di hai, you’ve torn my ass, today.” Said she sobbingly.
“Wo too roz pharta hoon, that I do daily,”
“Aaj bahut dard hua hai, it hurt a lot today. Tumhara lund bahut mota aur shikhit ho raha ha aaj, your cock’s become too hard and thick, today.”
“I’m sorry chandu, honey. Lekin tum jaanti ho ke kyon, but you know why,” He lowered his face and kissed her back and neck. “Lekin sub ko pata chal gaya hoga ki under kya ho raha ha, but everyone would have known that what we were doing inside.”
“Parwa nahin, I damn care. Tum karte raho, you keep loving me,”
He slowly increased his pace. They were in such a position that I could clearly see his dick moving in and out of Erum’s ass.
Suddenly, I missed a heartbeat out of sheer fear as something touched my shoulders.
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