Misc. Erotica Donor Uncle in Apartment

"Yes, I like the boys and I also want that some boy should do it to me, "she said.

Pawan Kumar was already convinced that she was a virgin although she had lesbian experiences with Debashree and Tapasi. Her responses all indicated that she hadn't been with a man before, but she had pleasured herself through the tongues of Debashree and Tapasi and was masturbating frequently through her fingers and carrot. Surely, she was enjoying her sex in this way.

In the meantime, Mona felt the touch of the hand of Pawan Kumar which was extended above her left shoulder on her left boob above the towel. Her whole body shivered as it was the first touch of a male person on her body. She thought it unintentional of Uncle.

"Since you like the boys, the opposite sex then what prompted you to do all this with Debashree and Tapasi? Don't you know this is unnatural? "he asked.

"Yes, I know this but we three were doing this for time pass and for fun sake to fulfill our sexual needs, "she replied.

Then Pawan Kumar slowly started massaging her left boob above the towel.

Pawan Kumar said, "Now listen to me carefully. If the girls do themselves continuously in this manner then they become lesbians and they will have no interest in male persons. It becomes a psychological disease and the marital life would be spoiled. God has created two opposite sex of human beings, male and female so that both will have an attraction to each other sexually and pleasure themselves. There are two purposes of God in this matter. First both the male and female should enjoy sexually and secondly it would help for procreation for their next generation."

Mona could feel his hand on her boob but she didn't want to evade his hand from her boob rather she was letting him continue as she was feeling a strange sensation throughout her body. Pawan Kumar also felt her nipple getting harder above the towel.

"My dear child, do you mind if I kiss you? "asked Pawan Kumar.

"You can," she replied in a soft voice.

Rubbing her left boob, Pawan Kumar turned his face towards Mona's face. Her eyes were closed. He first kissed on her forehead, then on both sides of her cheeks, then on eyelids of her two closed eyes, then his lips came near to her lips. Pawan Kumar could feel the hot breaths coming from her nostrils and two petals of her lips were trembling in anticipation of something as if inviting to open the petals. Without wasting his time, he locked his lips on her lips and started smooching. His tongue licked the two petals and made them wet with his saliva. Her whole body was trembling and she was panting in a low voice. While smooching her, he felt that her lips were opened slightly due to sexual thrill, and Pawan Kumar got a chance to probe his tongue immediately inside her mouth.

Ohhh...God, it was something strange sensation Mona felt as it was her first experience when she felt his tongue inside her mouth sucking her tongue. Ohhh...she could taste his saliva. Spontaneously, her tongue also started sucking his tongue. Then both of them withdrew each other's mouth.

"Since you want to do it with a boy, do you want me to teach you, I mean Do you want me to train you properly how to do it?" asked Pawan Kumar.

Mona didn't reply, simply she nodded her head with consent.

"Now, my little Mona, just stand up in front of me," commanded Pawan Kumar.

Mona got up from the bed and looking nervous, she stood a few meters away, her eyes not meeting his gaze. Pawan Kumar glanced towards her. The towel draped across from her shoulder covering her boobs up to above the knees. She grabbed the upper portion of the towel above the boobs with her right hand carefully not to let the towel slip from her body Through the towel Pawan Kumar could see that outline of her breasts were every bit as magnificent as he had hoped.

"I think, you are getting nervous. Let me help you to get rid of the tension," he said and prepared two pegs of Vodka.

"Take this, and don't be shy in front of me, now we are friends," said Pawan Kumar and handed her the glass.

With a bit of hesitation, she accepted the glass. They both consumed two pegs of Vodka without any conversation between them.

"Let the towel go, sweetheart, "he softened his voice.

He was surprised at the huskiness of his voice. Taking a deep breath, which pressed her nipples tantalizingly against the material for a brief second, she let go the end of the garment and let it slip to the floor. With a touch of defiance, she raised her head and gazed back at him.

Pawan Kumar had prepared himself for the sight of her naked breasts. Her boobs were simply magnificent. Proudly defying every law of gravity, they sat on her ribcage, firm, and tip-tilted, like offerings to the gods. Her nipples weren't dark as he'd expected, but a beautiful tawny color. He forced his eyes downward to her stomach, the small hollow of her navel, where he wanted to bury his tongue. She tried to cross her legs to conceal her jet-black pubic curls from him, but she was only partially successful. He would always like pubic hair on a woman in years, and he found the sight oddly arousing. He liked the women he slept with bushy pubic hairs; he would get fiercely aroused by a woman with a full thatch of pubic hair. The sight of Mona's silky black hairs made the blood rush to his cock with such a fury, it left him light-headed. Yet, though his sudden erection was painful, he surprisingly didn't feel the need to attack her like a rabid beast.

He wanted to press sweet, soft kisses against her trembling wide mouth and reassure her that all would be well. He wanted to make gentle, tender love to her...even stranger because he always fucked women. Fucked them hard as they would scream his name and would tell him how brilliant a lover he was, how big and sweet and hard his cock was, and how tasty his cum...all in anticipation of the expensive trinket he would later give them. She was awakening needs in him that was alien. It was worrying and exhilarating.

"Come here to me," he commanded softly.

He could have gone to her and swept her off her feet, but he wanted her to feel some measure of control, to consciously bridge the gap between them. She walked slowly over to him, her breasts and hips swaying rhythmically with each step. All at once, he understood why men in ancient times worshipped Rubenesque women. The movement of her hips was as old as time itself—and far sexier to him than the practiced sashaying walk of supermodels on catwalks. Her hips looked capable of bearing his big cock naturally and effortlessly.

He slid his hands up her goose-bumped arms to warm them as she finally drew close enough for him to touch her.

"Don't be afraid of me, sweetheart. I promise I won't hurt you, "he said.

"Just tell me when did you have your last period? "he asked.

Mona told him the date and he calculated the days. He was relaxed that she was in a safe period and there would be no harm if he would ejaculate inside her pussy.

He would, of course, when he would take her virginity, but he would try to do so as painlessly as possible. She raised her chin and gazed up at him, her eyes were so frightening like a deer that his heart clenched. Cupping her breasts, he held her gaze as he thumbed her nipples. The breasts had been implanted in such a way which had moved unnaturally and separated from the breast tissue when molded. Hers were beautifully solid masses and molded to perfection, the nipples peaking magnificently at his touch.

"Mmm," she moaned.

Her eyes softened and then closed in ecstasy as he applied a firmer touch.

"Don't close your eyes, sweetheart," he whispered.

She obeyed him instantly, her eyes looking dazed as he continued to tease her nipples.

"Have you let another man touch these?" he asked.

His hands tightened on her flesh at the thought.

"No," she denied.

Her dazed eyes meeting his squarely. God, it was such a rush to watch her come undone by the simple touch of his fingers.

"You like this?" He pressed them a little more firmly.

"Yes-ss," she moaned.

"And this? "he said and bent, took a nipple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue and teeth. "Oh. Oh. Yes. Please, don't stop! "she moaned.

Her hand came up to cradle his head as he pulled the nipple deeper into his mouth and sucked on it. Her moans grew louder as he pulled and nipped. He must be the first man to ever touch her breasts—unless she had the world's most sensitive nipples. He had never seen a girl react so strongly to a little nipple sucking and teasing, not even Debashree and Tapasi. She pressed her hips against him. Swinging her up in his arms he placed her in the middle of the bed.

He needed to be comfortable for all he wanted to do to her as she was a virgin and it was her first fucking. She stared at him when he bent and laid her against the softness of the high-quality cotton sheet on the bed.

"Relax, sweetheart. We need to be comfortable so I can pleasure you. I will give you so much you'll forget your name," he promised.

Quickly stripping down to his boxers, he lay down beside her and kissed her closed lips softly.

"Just tell me if I do anything that hurts, "he said to her.

She parted her lips as he drew away and Pawan Kumar immediately accepted the invitation, plunging his tongue into her mouth as he brought his hand up to cover her left breast.

"You have the sexiest breasts I've ever seen," he groaned as he broke the kiss to watch as her nipple responded readily to his handling.

He plucked it very carefully as a Gardener used to pluck the flowers in the garden.

"So beautiful and so responsive, "he muttered.

He could probably make her come by just playing with her nipples, he thought, and wet his fingers. Then he increased the pressure until she was gasping.

"Tell me what you're feeling, sweetheart. Tell me if you want more or less...harder or softer, "he asked.

That was all the warning he gave her before he bent his head and fastened his lips tight on her right nipple.

"Oh God, Uncle, that feels so good! "she again panted.

He synchronized the tweaking of his fingers and the tugging of his lips, knowing that it would feel to her that she had a pair of lips on each nipple. He almost smiled when he increased the intensity and she lifted her hips off the bed and began circling them. Rather than let up, Pawan Kumar turned up the intensity into a notch and involuntarily she lifted her hands to the junction of her thighs. He watched avidly waiting to see her plunge one or two of her slim fingers into her pussy and soothe the ache he was creating there. He noticed her hand hovered above her groin for a few moments before she started to clench and unclench her fist.

"Finger yourself," he instructed, abandoning her nipple only to say the words and reattaching his lips.

Perhaps she was too shy to do it in his presence.

"Finger by me?" the uncertainty in her voice raised a blush staining her cheeks.

Pawan Kumar had thought his erection was fuller than it had ever been before—full enough to burst the skin—but it got even harder at the thought that Mona was not only virginal, she was untouched by a man.

His big erection pressed into her, feeling much longer than it had looked before.

"Go sit on the bed," he commanded.

She looked at it. The giant cock bobbed up and down in front of him, its velvet pink head broader than even the thick shaft. A shiver ran through Mona at the thought of having it inside her. Mona wasn't frightened...well, not exactly.

"Did you like me sucking on your nipples earlier? "he asked.

"Yes," Mona whispered, "God, yes!"

"Then take your pleasure," he invited, leaning his head back onto the pillow and opening his lips slightly.

Mona had to put her nipple into his mouth? Like she was feeding a baby? She cupped his face and kissed him tentatively. His tongue surged into her mouth and he took command of the kiss. They kissed until they were breathless.

"Would you prefer the room to be in darkness?" he asked.

"Yes, but how? "she asked.

"Press the white button attached to the electric wire near the bedside table," he instructed.

Mona did as instruct and the room started to get dim although it was still bright sunshine outside. Mona stood up and leaned over to kiss him. When his lips left her to cover the nipple, she would place within easy reach of them, she cupped his head and held him to her. This time he didn't tease her nipple. He used his tongue and his teeth, hard. Soon she had to pull away and give him her other nipple. In moments she was gasping like she'd run a marathon.

"Now sit on my face and let me tongue you, baby. "Pawan Kumar said.

Mona hesitated and he reminded her, "I can't see you, my sweet."

Mona tried to position herself without squashing him, placing her knees on the bed and calves along his arms. She eased herself down gingerly but immediately sprang up when his tongue laved her.

"Mmm, so wet. Stretch your legs out further, "he commanded.

Mona did it without thinking and found her feet clasped in his hands on either side.

"Now, hold still while I eat your pussy!" Pawan Kumar said.

Trapped, Mona could only close her eyes tight and bite her lips to stop herself screaming as he ate her. Then she jumped and opened her eyes in surprise as she felt the tip of his tongue inside her cunt. The room which had seemed pitch black minutes ago was much lighter now that her eyes had accustomed themselves to the darkness. Standing at full attention right in front of her face was Pawan Kumar's penis. Unable to help herself, she reached out and grasped it as she bounced herself about an inch or so, off and on his tongue.

Pawan Kumar's exhaled breath tickled her as she curled her hand around his thickness and moved it up and down.

"Ye...rrgg...ggrr..." Pawan Kumar gave a series of grunts as he tried to keep his tongue still and groan at the same time.

Feeling suddenly wicked, Mona leaned forward and licked the head of his erection. Pawan Kumar stilled in surprise for a moment and then he moved his hands up her chin and pulled her legs further apart. Then his tongue touched a part of her that would have catapulted her up in the air if he wasn't holding her still. For a moment she couldn't pinpoint the source and then she realized that he was tonguing her...her bottom hole! Oh God, he probably couldn't see what he was doing in the dark!

"No, Uncle!" she tried to wriggle away and tilted herself upwards so that his tongue was back in the right place.

"Yes, Mona," he jeered.

And then he stabbed at it several times more before warning, "I'm going to fuck this little hole, too!" Her mouth opened, but instead of the righteous indignation she planned to utter at his lewd suggestion, a loud moan filled the air around them as the tip of his tongue penetrated the tight ring of muscles at her rear. Suddenly Mona found the strength to jerk her legs free and ride his face, rubbing herself against him from the nub of her clitoris to the sensitive little nerve endings around her bottom.

"You're ready to ride your stallion, sweetheart, "said he.

Pawan Kumar turned his head to the side as her movement became uncoordinated and uncontrollable. Undeterred she tried to create some friction with the side of his head, but the neat ears she had admired while cradling his head at her breast didn't generate much. Why couldn't he have ears like Spock! It took another second for his words to register,

"Sit on my cock, sweetheart, and let me scratch that itch for you, "he said.

Frustrated to the point of madness, Mona turned and scooted down his body until she felt his erection bump her. She grasped it, placed it at her slippery entrance, and tried to sit on it.

"I can't," Mona said, it felt like she was trying to fit the tip of a baseball bat into a pen holder.

"Of course, you can," Pawan Kumar gritted, his teeth gleaming in the soft light, "Sit up straighter and then come down on it."

"Uncle, I don't think I can do this." She said and sat up and tried once and then again.

Pawan Kumar twisted his hips on her second attempt and what felt like the entire head of his erection lodged itself within her.

"Ow! Ow!" "Finish the job, sweetheart. "Pawan Kumar moaned.

"I can't, "again Mona said.

It was like being stuck on top of a. wild horse, she was scared to ride it and equally scared to dismount. "Hold still, "said Pawan Kumar.

Before Mona could take a breath, he slammed his hips upwards once, twice, three times, and surged right up inside her.

"Stop, Uncle!" she pleaded, worried if he went any further, he would damage something.

"It's all in, sweetheart, sit still for a minute, sweety, and let yourself stretch around me," he said.

The sharp pain had already disappeared leaving a dull ache on her and the feeling that they were fused together. Mona wiggled her hips trying to ease the feeling of tightness and a bolt of sensation shot through her. She did it again...and again.

"That's it, sweetheart. Ride your stallion. Ride him hard, "panted Pawan Kumar.

"When did you have your last periods?" he asked.

Mona said the date. Pawan Kumar calculated the days.

Then he said, "You are in a safe period."

Mona couldn't understand the meaning of his words.

As Mona started to move up and down on him, he raised his hips off the bed, surprising her with his strength, and thrust his full length inside her on each of her downward strokes. Though Mona was on top and he was on the bed under her, he seemed to be the one in control. He groaned as she started to move faster and she realized that she did have some control. Mona squeezed her inner muscles around him on her next downward stroke and he groaned again in response. Mona liked having him at her mercy she realized and though it caused her pain to keep her muscles clenched around him, she kept it up as he tossed his head from side to side on the pillow.

An ache started at her center and quickly intensified. Mona screamed out and the world went black as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.

"Yes, come, sweetheart," Pawan Kumar's amused voice seemed to come from miles apart. She might have imagined his next words, "Incredible!

Pawan Kumar groaned, stiffened, and squirted a thick, plentiful stream of cum deep inside Mona as she came and then collapsed onto him. The sex had been mind-blowing, Mona was something special. She responded to every touch, every caress. She was a joy to fuck. And the way her little asshole had given away sweetly to his probing tongue! he needed to explore that further.

As soon as she recovered and freed him. Pawan Kumar chuckled and relaxed his arms in the restraints. He had never given a woman this kind of control before and doubted that he ever would, but it was important for Monaa to have felt in control, to have initiated the taking of her virginity. Or for her to have had that illusion, anyway. It had been almost impossible, he had thrust and lodged the bulbous head of his cock within her on his first stroke and then forcefully buried the thick shaft quickly without allowing for her tightness. Nine inches were by no means ordinary, but even some experienced women had whimpered and begged for mercy when Pawan Kumar's thickness had penetrated them, spreading their pussy walls too wide apart for comfort. Though she had remained snug and tight around him during the onslaught, as she did even now as he twitched to life insider her, his little Mona had taken it all. His little Mona seemed to have a high tolerance for pain and was putty in his hands. His little Mona had been sweetly submissive.

"Where is your house?" he asked.

Mona gave the exact location of her residence, house no, lane no, and telephone no which he noted carefully in a paper.

He scribbled his Apartment telephone no and Bank telephone no of his chamber in a piece of paper and handed her.

"Mona, what I understand from the location, your residence is very nearer to my Bank, it is just walkable distance. So, during the absence of your parents, just give me a ring in my chamber's no, preferably in the afternoon, so that I could reach your residence within 10 minutes and we could enjoy ourselves. Next thing, don't tell anything to Debashree and Tapasi what happened between us now," said Pawan Kumar.

They came to the living room, Mona put on her dresses and with a satisfied face, she kissed him on his lips and went outside. Mona found both the girls waiting for her in the corridor.

"Mona, what happened? Why it took more than one hour? "asked Debashree.

"Nothing, Uncle has forgiven me and warned me not to repeat the things in the future. And all the hours, Uncle was counseling me for my betterment. I thank him. Now it is time to leave," she said and at once left the apartment.

Both the girls entered the bedroom of Pawan Kumar.

Debashree asked, "Uncle, what happened?"

Pawan Kumar just grinned and said, "We had a nice fucking."

In the next week, he received frequent calls from Mona in afternoon. Amidst, busy hours of Bank works, Pawan Kumar managed to visit her residence three times and fucked Mona. He did not reveal this fact to both Tapasi and Debashree.

After somedays, in one fine morning, Pawan Kumar was ready for his office then he heard the ringing of the telephone in the living room. Then it stopped, most probably one of the girls might have picked up the cradle. Then he heard the rapid footsteps were coming towards his bedroom. He saw Tapasi was rushing towards him with breathless.

"Uncle, there is good news. My mom wants to speak with you," informed Tapasi.

Pawan Kumar received the cradle. On the other side, Manasi informed him that a male baby was born to her daughter-in-law (Aprajita)in the early morning. Tapasi was dancing with joy as she had become an Aunt.

In one night, Pawan Kumar finished fucking both the girls as per daily routine life.

Then he said to both girls, "Girls, our happy days of fucking are going to end."

"Why?" both of them asked.

He turned towards Debashree, and said, "Your mother is reaching the day after tomorrow from Chennai. She informed me today over the phone."

"Ohhh...shit!" Debashree said, "Why shouldn't she stay back for a few more days in Chennai?"

"No, Debashree, try to understand her situation. Your mom stayed back in Chennai for quite a long time, more than a month just to take care of your elder sister Kakoli and her new born baby. Don't you think it looks improper to stay off your mother quite a long time with Kakoli's In-laws family, "explained Pawan Kumar.

"Yes, "replied Debashree.

"We need not worry. I am thinking about future days. Rupa Aunty is reaching the day after tomorrow, maybe my mom could return after few days from Bangalore, but we have to plan in such a way that despite the presence of my mom and Rupa Aunty here, Uncle could fuck us every day," said Tapasi.

"How is it possible?" asked Debashree.

"We both will tell our mothers that we are preparing for an exam and we need combined study till late of the night which will not be possible if we stay with our mothers in flats. We will insist that we will study together in the study room of Uncle's flat by staying there at night. Then at night, we could sleep with Uncle in his bedroom to get fucked as we are getting fucked by him now. In the early morning, we could go back to our study room so that when our mothers come to Uncle's bedroom to serve him morning coffee and wake him up from the bed, they would find him sleeping alone in bed. They would never doubt the fact that Uncle is fucking us every night, "explained Tapasi.

"Excellent idea! "said Pawan Kumar.

Rupa reached Kolkata with her son Maruti from Chennai. Debashree was also quite happy to see her mom after a long time.

All of them were sitting in the living room. Rupa was telling about Kakoli and her newborn baby.

Debashree was kissing her little brother Maruti.

"You see Mom, Maruti has grown up to a big boy," Debashree said to her mother.

Rupa smiled, and said, "My dear daughter, you have also grown up to a big girl."

"I am seeing some changes in my daughter Debashree, and not only in Debashree but also in Tapasi," said Rupa.

"What changes? "asked Pawan Kumar.

"I think both of them have grown up more, looked more mature, "said Rupa.

When the girls heard it, they bowed down their heads with shyness. In fact, Rupa was right as their boobs had been enlarged and their buttocks were widened.

Pawan Kumar said in his inner self, "Rupa, you have rightly observed your daughter as well as Manasi's daughter. I am fucking them every night as a result every part of their bodies has expanded."

However, Pawan Kumar tackled the situation lightly.

He said, "Come on Rupa, that is your illusion only. After a long time, you are seeing them, further, they are no longer your little kids, they are growing faster every day and you should know that they are 19 years old."

Rupa smiled, and said "Certainly, "then he turned towards the girls and said, "You girls have not troubled anything to your Uncle during my absence?"

Pawan Kumar laughed and said, "No...no. They are the sweetest, obedient, and studious girls. They both are concerned with their studies only. During their vacation, I took them to Digha for a few days so that they could enjoy their vacation there."

"So, nice of you Dada. You are just like a father to them," said Rupa with a smile.

She further said, "From today, I am going to take care of cooking so no need for all of you taking food in the restaurant."

Then Debashree said, "Mom, both of our exams are coming nearer so Tapasi and I have decided to shift ourselves to the study room of Uncle's flat till the exam is over. Both of us will study together late at night. Since there is already a double bed in that room, we both will sleep thereafter our studies."

"No problem, dear. You both can stay there at night. After all, the study is more important than other things. But be ensure that you shouldn't disturb Uncle, "said Rupa.

In the evening, after returning from Bank, Pawan Kumar got himself refreshed by taking bath. Then he went to the living room and saw Maruti was playing. He sat on the sofa. On seeing him, Maruti rushed towards him calling papa...papa. He lifted him, kissed on his cheek, and made him sit on his lap. In the meantime, Rupa entered with a cup of hot coffee and a plate of snacks. Rupa smiled at him seeing Maruti sitting on his lap.

"Maruti's features are exactly photocopy of you, "said Rupa.

"Obviously, Afterall he is my son from you, "replied Pawan Kumar.

"Rupa, although I visited Chennai when you were there but I didn't get any chance to fuck you since you were staying with Kakoli in Nursing Home except few moments with you in the elevator of Nursing Home," he said.

"SSSShhhhhhhhhh!" she signaled him to remain silent with her two fingers on her lips.

"Girls are studying in the front room; they could listen to our conversation. Since I have come now, I am at your disposal," she said in a husky voice and smiled.

Then Rupa sat beside him, and asked, "I understand, you had visited Puri. How is my mother? How is Krishna her adopted son?"

"Both are fine and in good health. Krisha has become a big boy, "replied Pawan Kumar.

"I think my mother has kept a companion with her, 'asked Rupa.

"Yes, her name is Kusum Didi, a nun from a local monastery who is quite helpful and like an elder sister to your mother," replied Pawan Kumar.

"I am very happy to hear this, at least somebody is there to give company to my mother as she was alone, "said Rupa.

Pawan Kumar remembered his glorious fucking days during his short staying at Puri, his random fucking to two elderly women, and making Kusum Didi as his second wife.

"I know the secrets of Kakoli's In-laws family affairs, 'said Rupa.

"What secrets?" Pawan Kumar asked.

"Don't tell me that you don't know anything. Kakoli's sister-in-law, Rimi is already pregnant by some unknown boy. You have become a savior to the family by adopting Rimi as your daughter. You have promised them to bring Rimi with you in her advanced stage. You are like a demi-god to them. Because of you, only Kakoli's position in the family as high as she is your niece," said Rupa.

"How is Rimi?" he asked.

"Now, she has got a big belly, I feel pity for her. She is so tender and young, must be 18 years old and she is pregnant. They are not allowing her to go outside otherwise her friends and their relatives will get to know about her," said Rupa.

"I will bring that girl here, in my flat. Let her deliver the baby, then after my retirement, I will take her and her baby to Himachal Pradesh, to my new home," said Pawan Kumar.

"Do you know, another funny thing I have noticed in Kakoli's In-laws family! At the same time, three members of their family are pregnant. Kakoli's mother-in-law Rakhi Majumdar is pregnant, one of Kakoli's married sister-in-law named Moushumi at Visakhapatnam is pregnant, and the youngest sister-in-law, Rimi is also pregnant. Isn't it funny?" said Rupa.

Pawan Kumar remembered everything. He was the person responsible for the pregnancies of Kakoli's mother-in-law and her two daughters. Long before, he had a pleasure trip with the family to Pondicherry. He fucked Rakhi Majumdar and her two daughters not only at Pondicherry but fucked them randomly at their residence in Chennai also, even he fucked the married daughter Moushumi further in train before she got down at Visakhapatnam while he was returning to Kolkata. Since at the same time, he had fucked them, all of them got pregnant at the same time. Even in his last trips to Visakhapatnam and Chennai a few months back, he had fucked Moushumi, Rakhi, and Rimi although they were pregnant.

In the night, just before going to bed, there was a call for Pawan Kumar. Pawan Kumar picked up the cradle. There was a whisper voice coming from the other side. It was Aprajita, daughter-in-law of Manasi.

"Hello Uncle, it is me, Aprajita. Thank you for giving me a son. He looks exactly like you, "she said.

"After all, he is my son. God may bless you and my son. Thank you for bearing my baby in your womb and safe delivery of him, "replied Pawan Kumar.

It was Sunday morning. The time was 10.30 AM. Pawan Kumar was relaxing in the living room by watching TV. Then he noticed two girls with jeans and tops were ready to go outside. They looked very dazzling with their outfits and their beautiful faces brightened like morning sun as they were getting fucked by Pawan Kumar till late night. Both of them had orgasms two times last night, and that was the effect on their faces.

"Where are you two beauties heading for so early? "asked Pawan Kumar.

"To Beauty Spa, "replied Debashree.

"We are very much careful to maintain our beauties and skins to seduce you always so that you could enjoy our soft skins, "said Tapasi.

Pawan Kumar turned towards Debashree, and asked, "Where is your Mom? I am not seeing her since morning."

"She is still sleeping," replied Debashree.

Now, Rupa being the only woman was doing all the household works including cooking and serving food to them, she must be tired Pawan Kumar thought.

Both the girls went outside. Pawan Kumar locked the entrance grill from inside, and while returning, he entered the flat of Rupa.

Rupa was sleeping so soundly that her breathing didn't even change as he bent her legs at the knee and moved them to the side, rolling her from the waist so she was still on her back with her bottom exposed to him. He shook her and called her name once but she didn't flinch.

Pawan Kumar raised her saree above the waist, she had neither petticoat nor panty beneath it. He could see her crotch area with a patch of thick black bush. He explored her pubic hair and found her vulva. He inserted his two fingers inside in and out for a few minutes.

She came awake quickly and opened her eyes; she grabbed his hand to stop with a surprising look in her eyes.

"What's are you doing? Don't you know that the girls are in the house?" she said.

"Nobody is there, the girls are outside. I have been trying to wake you up for the last 5 minutes but you are like a dead person," said Pawan Kumar.

"Sorry," she panted, wiping her eyes with two hands.

"No, baby," he said, leaning over her, hands on either side of her head, "I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't have wakened you up in this manner."

"What time is it? "she said and moved to sit upon the bed.

"It is 10.45 AM and there's still enough time for returning the girls," he told her, stroking her cheek with his hand.

"God damn it, Dada," she said, turning her face away from the touch.

"I know. I'm sorry, love." He trailed his hand down her neck and through the valley between her breasts.

"That's not to say the morning is completely lost," he added quietly, circling one hardening nipple through the lace of her bra with his finger, "You know I can get a lot done in half an hour."

She glanced at him a seductive look and said, "Do you know, how much I am craving for you? But in presence of two girls, I have suppressed my urges and wants."

"I know," he assured her, using his calming voice.

"And it's been so fucking long," Her voice trembled on the last word.

He felt just as whiny as she sounded.

Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, "I don't want just half an hour."

He could see how badly she needed it. He'd been feeling prickly lately as well. They hadn't had any real playtime in too long—not since months earlier when she went to Chennai, he'd laid her on the train when he was accompanying her to Chennai. The excitement of a few stolen moments combined with having her tied up in Chennai turned out to be too much. Now, both of them were feeling like a couple of eager teenagers after a long time.

He nipped at her bottom lip, kissed it, tasted it with his tongue, and said, "I'll make it up to you, I promise."

He sat back on his haunches and swung one of her legs over his lap so he was seated between them.

"When?" she demanded, gripping his hair when he went up on all fours over her.

"Soon," he promised, biting and kissing at her upper lip in turn.

"I want it now, "she demanded.

He cut her off by taking her mouth, sinking his tongue in deep and making her groan. He knew exactly what she was going to say now. She started to drag her right heel up his calf as she raised her leg, but he put his hand on her knee and very gently pushed it back down. He straightened above her. Her eyelids drifted open most of the way, her eyes met him as he continued to trail his hand down the length of her body. She rose toward him and he gave her another possessive kiss. God, he wanted to devour her. He let her go suddenly and rose to standing on his knees, making small circles around her bellybutton, trailing lower to stroke the mound of her sex. The sight of her lying there spread open for him had his cock straining, standing straight up, aching.

Rupa flinched, her lush mouth fell open and she gasped when Pawan Kumar tapped the end of the tips of his fingers against the sweet flesh over her clit. He tapped her very gently at first, slowly increasing the pressure until he gave her one sharp flick that had her back arching off the bed. His dick jerked in response to the long moan that slid out of her throat when he did it a second time.

"Take off your bra," he told her, stroking his hand down the inside of her thigh.

She popped the hook on her bra and slid the straps down her arms and he ignored the self-satisfied look on her face as the sight of her tits distracted him. Around seven years total together and they never failed to distract him. They were amazing and she knew it.

For good measure, he flicked each of her tightly peaked nipples with his hand, back and forth a couple of times each.

She clutched the sheet beneath her in her fists and groaned out a lusty sound, "Yes."

Pawan Kumar stepped off the foot of the bed and ordered her to take off her saree. Her hips came up as she wriggled them over her ass, then her legs went straight up in the air, giving him a tantalizing peek at her pussy. She spread her legs wide.

He gripped her legs behind the knees and pulled, flipped her onto her stomach fast enough.

Rupa let out a little moan of surprise, "Weeeeee."

She put her knees on the floor so she was bent over the foot of the bed.

"Hands above your head," he ordered quietly, standing directly behind her, gathering her hair and brushing it to one side so he could see her face.

She did as he told her, her breath coming quick and fast as she turned her head, eyes closed, and lay on the bed to wait.

He stood with his legs on either side of hers, knees braced on the edge of the mattress for support, and bent over her. She wriggled and sighed as he nipped gently at her earlobe, neck, and shoulder, while the hand not holding his weight stroked that warm flesh on her ass.

"Let's see how ready you are," he whispered, sliding his fingers between her legs.

She moaned as he stroked her soaking wet slit. "I'm ready, Dada," she said.

"I can tell," he said after founding the swollen nub of her clit and circled her slowly.

Her mouth, still stained bright red, opened and her breath came in shorter, panting gasps.

"How close are you, baby?" he asked, deepening the pressure slightly.

Her whole body shuddered with the change and she whispered, "So close." in a shaky breath.

He slipped his hand under her head for support as he lifted and took a long, deep pull from her mouth.

She broke the kiss first, "Please, Dada, Fuck me now. I need it."

"Yes, Rupa," he said and kissed her lightly, electricity singing along his spine, pooling at the base and humming through his balls.

"Legs together," he told her, his knees on either side of her legs as he knelt behind her.

"Oh god yes," she moaned as he slipped the head of his cock inside her.

She was so tight with her legs together and the muscles of her pussy contracting around him. He gripped her hips and pushed inside her in short pulsing strokes, heat rolling through his entire body from where they were finally connected and sweat prickling over his skin. His teeth ground together at the strangled sound she made when he dug his fingers into her hipbones and buried himself to the root.

He fucked blindly, wild and out of control, their bodies slapping together as she pushed back against him just as hard as he was shoving into her. She bit the sheet and a long, lusty moan rolled out of her as she came, throbbing around him. He kept pounding against her until his vision went dark and his orgasm ripped from his body, his hips snapping until his whole body seized with it.

And then he was lying over her back, desperately trying to catch his breath. He knew full well he was making it hard for her to catch her own with his weight on her, but he couldn't move. When he regained control of himself, he lifted his head and raised his body slightly.

Still mostly hard and buried inside her, he kissed her shoulder and looked down at her.

"I know that wasn't quite what you were hoping for," he teased, pressing his lips to her shoulder.

Her lips twitched and she shrugged. "It'll do, I suppose," she said, opening her eyes and sliding him a look.

He sank his teeth into her and gave her a gentle swat on the thigh.

Her body shook them both when she giggled and said, "Thank you, Dada, may I have another?"

At that moment, they heard the calling ball, the girls had returned.​