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 Till then, I enjoyed real sex only with Birju and my younger brother Aamir. Besides, I enjoyed sucking cock of Asif uncle. Like I swallowed Asif’s cum I swallowed cum of Birju also. Indu saw me swallowing Birju’s cum. In the last part, you also read that Indu fucked with Aamir in my presence. Both enjoyed it a lot. They liked each other. Now read what happened next. After a threesome with Birju and Indu, we returned home. Mother scolded me a lot, but Aamir supported me. He said that Indu insisted they stay. Aamir – Indu bhabhi is a fantastic lady. I wish for a wife exactly like her. In fact, I want to marry her. Time passed. After dinner, we, four ladies of the house, chatted in my room. My mother informed me that Pramod Lala had come with his son Vinod while I was away. They took stock of arrangements made for marriage. Since we can’t accommodate more guests, he has booked a guest house. Ammi – Nafisa, since he is doing so much for you, I want you to say thanks to him. He has pro...

 After having sex with my younger brother, I returned to my room. I slept for a few hours. The next day was Sunday. As Aamir said, he dropped me at Birju’s house at around 10 in the morning. Indu requested Aamir stay till lunch, but he politely declined and went away. Immediately after Aamir went out, Indu bolted the main door. Indu – Birju, till I finish cooking, you feed your darling girl. I will join you soon. But I held Indu’s hand. Me – No, Indu, as we agreed, first Birju will love us together. Let’s enjoy one round. Then we will cook. Indu – Nafisa, I never knew that a so innocent-looking girl could be such a slut. Let me see how you eat my husband. Last night he told me about the way you suck cock. We undressed each other, and then both of us bounced upon Birju. We undressed him too. Three of us fondled each other for some time. Birju — Indu dear, why don’t you shave Nafisa and make her cunt clean and smooth like yours? Indu — No, Birju, let her husband Imran see her cunt as...

 In the 2nd part, you read how just 9 days before my marriage with Imran, I gave my virginity to our young but married washerman Birju. We enjoyed sex consecutively for three nights. Somehow, the elder of my two brothers, Aamir, knew about this. In the morning, he charged me. Instead of replying to him, I showed my nudity to him. Seeing me nude, he went out of my room. Now read what happened after that. For a moment, I got scared that Aamir may defame me. I thought about it. I finally concluded that the best way to make Aamir quiet is to take him inside me. I decided to fuck with Aamir at the earliest. It was Saturday. My marriage was scheduled to be held on next Thursday. My elder sisters, Shahin and Najma, arrived with their husbands at noon. Shahin was the eldest, and Najma was next to her. Both of them were also beautiful and charming. But, everyone says that I am better than them in all respects. Somehow I could manage some privacy with Aamir. I took one of his hands and press...

 You read that I had my first sexual encounter with my youngest maternal uncle, Asif. I also watched the live sex of my mother with the richest man in the area, Pramod Lala. I liked all their sexual actions, but I liked the blowjob given by my mother most. My marriage was scheduled to be held after 15 days. Now read what happened next. The next evening after seeing mother fucking with Pramod, he visited our house. We all knew him very well. While congratulating me, he gave me a box of jewellery sets. I looked at my parents. Mother – Pramod is like your uncle. It is a gift from the uncle to his daughter. So don’t hesitate to accept it and take blessing from him. I wanted to tell mother that I wanted blessings from his nice looking cock. I wanted to fuck with this man, lover of my mother. But I quietly looked at my father. He also nodded. I took the gift, and as per their custom, I touched his feet. He acted boldly. In the presence of my parents and two brothers, he hugged me tightly...

 Juliette sighed as she dropped the final box onto the bed of her new room. She had gotten lucky, or unlucky depending on your point of view. Since she had been the last person to apply for a room in the dorms, and nobody else had wanted the single room on the top corridor, it had become hers. It wasn't the room itself that was the problem. It was a nice room, not quite as large as a double dorm room, but plenty roomy, and well-lit with large roof windows which had electrically operated blackout blinds. There were a few reasons that people didn't want this room. First, it was on the very top floor of four, right at the top of one of the old buildings that the university used to house female students. There was no elevator. Second, there was no bathroom on this floor, so to use the bathroom or shower she had to go down one flight and use the communal one on the floor below. There was a small wash basin in her room so she could brush her teeth, and had access to water for the sma...