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Chapter 1 ‘Asraa’
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As the black Mercedes left the airport, situated on the outskirt of the city and took the road to reach other side of the city. The main road leaving the city towards north soon could fool anyone that it was leading into wilderness once countryside was finished. If one travelled another fifty-five ‘slow drive’ kilometres one would find a sign of a private farm ‘Asraa’ alongside another sign that indicated a food processing industrial base another five kilometres further. In between if one travelled that way a beautiful private golf course would entice anyone who could hit a golf ball some distance.
Following the road that led through beautiful open green farming land, then through managed woodlands as it would seem that soon road would finish. Driving past the heavily wooded curve one would suddenly arrive in an vast open driveway in front of an enormous sprawling house which was spread over an roughly estimated two acres surrounded by another two hundred fifty or three hundred acres. The house was of a design of very personal nature. The main huge building appeared like many leaves spreading out from a main centre of a large flower if viewed from air. One could see at least four open swimming pools spread out in a random fashion. The car stopped in front of the main entrance of the house with a large open porch that flowed into a huge sliding glass doors embedded in solid wood. The floor was marble all throughout the house.
Chauffeur came out and opened the door as the lights came on and setting sun bathed the whole house with exotic colours of orange and red so typical of winter evenings. Driver respectfully helped the passenger to come out of the plush back seat of the luxury car. The woman gracefully floated out of the car and stood silently admiring the beautiful colours of nature. As chauffeur took out the shopping, soon three more servants joined him. All three after smiling and wishing their mistress who smiled most affectionately back, rushed out to give him a hand. The chauffeur left them to the chores and stood silently close to her mistress discreetly behind. The chauffeur was Bakul Jamal who was very stocky and looked every bit a heavy weight wrestler. Bakul had been in service for almost thirty years and now was fifty-two years old. He was assigned to his mistress soon after she married his master Akbar Jahangir Khan as a young, vivacious, gentle bride of few months short of twenty years. Bakul looked at the graceful form of Gulnaz Mehrun Khan who stood about five feet and six inches tall. Her full body was wrapped in a light blue sari. Gulnaz had most beautiful face that did not need any adornment or artificial chemical help. Her skin was radiantly fair and glowed in the evening sun. Her light brown eyes shone with generosity and love that was well known to all who knew her or came in contact with her. Her face always seemed to smile and it brought attention to her exquisitely beautiful nose that seems to accentuate that mystical smile. Her beautiful neck flowed into her rounded shoulders and full, large bosom. She wore a short sleeve blouse of darker shade of yellow to match her sari. Her blouse dipped elegantly to suggest the top of the slope of her generously large soft breasts, which were barely contained by a soft cotton bra. The slope of her large breasts even in a bra and blouse only heightened the natural divine beauty that she possessed and had passed on to her children. Her beautiful, fair skinned rounded arms were folded regally under her bosom .Her sari barely hid her rounded full waist that showed her full life and scant regard for skin and bone concept of womanly body. Her sari was filled with her fertile, full hips as a signature of a woman whose body screamed vitality and fertility and over and above all a beauty that you could admire untiringly. Gulnaz would turn forty five in five months and people found it hard to believe that she had three children, a girl of nearly twenty –one years of age and twin sons who would soon be twenty-three.
Bakul took the shawl out of the car and respectfully draped it over Gulnaz’s shoulders, “Madam, winter is arriving. Evenings do have a nip now.”
Gulnaz affectionately patted Bakul’s hands as he covered her shoulders with her shawl, “Bakul Bhai, thank you. I was lost in thoughts,” Gulnaz never addressed their long serving trusted help casually, “Shanu baytee would soon leave our house. She was a little girl running around with little care not so long ago. She will now belong to her new family.” Gulnaz sighed softly making her breasts swell in manner that would test the resolve of even a celibate monk.
Bakul nodded his head in quiet understanding and escorted his mistress inside. Gulnaz walked through the sliding doors and entered the huge hall that took various routes to in all fifteen suites each an independent unit with two to four bedrooms, study, kitchen, and living room. However, Gulnaz ran the house from central kitchen with overflowing number of servants who sometimes tripped on one another trying to be helpful.
The main house was surrounded by different outer rim of servant quarters. The hall led into three living areas of immense dimensions and a huge dining area, which could seat forty people. Despite their large family, the capacity was never tested. Bakul waited respectfully until Gulnaz glided inside the hall and then turned back. The main house help, Shabnam, soon joined Gulnaz and informed her that her father called. Gulnaz beamed at her, a plump pleasant woman who had been in their service for twenty years and was now well past her forty years and her children were in college and her husband was also an employee of the family and worked in the food-processing farm, “Madam shall I fill the bath for you. You do not have to worry about the dinner.”
“That would be very nice, thanks Shabbo, I will ring back Abba in the meantime. Has sahib come back from office.” Gulnaz could make anyone her slave with her soft, gentle voice. Shabnam followed Gulnaz and replied, “Madam I have not seen him so far.”
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Gulnaz waved the question away as irrelevant making her Shabnam less conscious that she could not be sure if her husband was back from work. Gulnaz and her Shabnam entered her personal suite. The main entrance opened into a living space, which led to a dining area with six-seat dining table. The large sliding door led to another living cum study area, which had four en suite bedrooms. Gulnaz floated through into her main bedroom, which was in keeping with the rest of the house huge. Shabnam promptly went inside the enormous en suite to fill the bath with warm water and mixed aromatic salts and oil.
Gulnaz picked up the cordless phone in one hand and effortlessly took her sari off with one hand making it a breathtakingly sensual vision if there was man to appreciate it. She dialled her father’s number and waited eagerly like a child to hear his deep voice. The ringtone kept on until the answering machine kicked in asking to leave a message. Gulnaz’s face showed her disappointment and she softly whispered, “Abbu it’s me,” and disconnected.
Gulnaz walked with the phone in to the bathroom. The bath was nearly full the whole bathroom was filled with the sweet smell of the salts and oil mixed in the bath water. Shabnam without any hesitation slowly came towards Gulnaz and started to unbutton her blouse. She had served Gulnaz for over twenty years and both had become very close over the years as she helped Gulnaz with her pregnancies and other personal events. Gulnaz had suggested that Shabnam should have sex with Akbar when Gulnaz was heavily pregnant with twins and in the last months of pregnancy. Shabnam had expressed during girly talk her incredulity at Akbar’s penis size. After her having her first sexual tryst with Akbar she gushed his praises to very pregnant and proud Gulnaz.
As Shabnam removed the blouse, rolling it off Gulnaz’s full arms exposing her majestic breasts barely covered by a cotton bra. Shabnam unclasped the bra and let it fall off her mistress’s heavy, very large full breasts as they sloped and hung down with their own weight making even Shabnam feel a warm rush between her legs. Shabnam rolled the bra off Gulnaz’s arms and threw it on the floor. She removed the clips from the bun holding Gulnaz’s lustrous long wavy dark hair. The rich wavy hair fell in a thick cascade to her full, bulging bottom. Shabnam moved in front of Gulnaz and saw her beautiful large, heavy breast sloping towards her belly which bulged ever so sexily suggesting a life of fulfilled, fertile woman who enjoyed her life to full. Her waist had a soft extra small roll just above her voluptuous bottom covered in a yellow cotton petticoat. Shabnam undid the tying cord and the petticoat slithered down her round, full buttocks exposing her thunder thighs and white cotton panty. Her thighs were full and showed dimpling on upper thigh and bottom which if anything accentuated her voluptuous divine beauty. Here was a complete exquisitely beautiful woman.
Shabnam kneeled in front of Gulnaz and gently rolled her panty down exposing the thick curly dark growth covering her sweet fragrant cunt. The smell of her pussy was intoxicating even to her female housekeeper. Gulnaz regally lifted one foot after another to allow Shabnam remove her panty. Gulnaz affectionately mussed Shabnam’s hair as a token of thanks as she picked up her undergarments.
Gulnaz stepped into the bath and slowly immersed herself to her neck as she rested her head on the specially designed bath
rest. Shabnam walked back in and put a huge soft cotton fluffy towel and bathrobe close by. She put the phone on the large rim around the bathtub and told Gulnaz, “ Madam, I have arranged the dinner. You just relax. Shall I ring you when sahib is back?” Gulnaz smilingly shook her head, “Will 9:00 be ok for dinner? It is about six now.” Gulnaz softly closed her eyes and nodded yes.
Gulnaz sighed happily as her mind once again went over her family’s life. She had found herself ruminating more and more since they had decided the final date. Shahnaz, everyone called her Shanu, was going to marry her third cousin she met and became attached to while dong her BA at Harvard. Muhasin was the only son of a wealthy family, which moved to states long ago and continued to prosper in telecommunications. The marriage was exactly a month away. The guests have started to arrive as this would be first marriage in the family and nothing would be spared. Despite her disdain for wastage and tacky gloss Gulnaz agreed to her relatives pressure to go al out once and never again. Gulnaz looked back and almost could relive her marriage to Akbar Jahangir Khan (Aku to friends) her beloved husband as her twin sister Fawzia married his twin brother Shahabad Jahangir Khan (called Shaad affectionately). Their father Jahangir Khan rose from nothing to be a multimillionaire with intrinsic intelligent, hard work and compassion that he never lost for those who were less blessed than him. He was not an atheist but close to an agnostic. His sons took their lesson from their father and never lost the drive and now The Kay enterprise was in many big cities with investments and control in construction, steel, telecommunications, banking etc.
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Gulnaz remembered her father-in-law since very tender years as a close friend of her father. The twin sisters found his twin sons good company and respectful unlike boys of their age. Akbar and Shahabad were only a year older than the sisters. Gulnaz’s father Abbas Muntzar Khan was an academic with flare for applying his theories successfully. His friendship with Jahangir worked like magic and both prospered together like brothers. The marriage of twin sisters to twin brothers was the talk of the city for obvious reasons least of all the fact that two families, despite keeping low political profile, were rich beyond dreams. Gulnaz could not wait for her close family members to collect under one roof including her twin sons; Aadil and Aasim who were finishing their MBA at Harvard and could only come for a week.
Gulnaz looked at the phone desperately wishing it to ring, she was dying to hear her father’s voice. Her father had given all control to her husband and her brother-in-law and chose to live up in the hills in a modern but modest farm close to river and jungle.
Gulnaz slowly rubbed her hands over her magnificent breasts rubbing the fragrant soapsuds over them. Her nipples were hardening into their amazing thick long fleshy columns. Her right hand drifted off her breast and moved over her stomach approaching her sexy mount covered with lush curly rich growth. Her fingers combed through her pubic hair and softy rubbed the pussy lips. Gulnaz sighed with her full lips partly opened as her fingers rubbed her clitoris without intending to.
Gulnaz luxuriated in the warm fragrant bath, her left hand softly massaging her one and then other breast and nipple as her right hand teased and tormented her wet soft pussy. She was nearly about to ring her father’s mobile as the phone rang and the caller’s ID was labelled as Nanu. Since the grandchildren were born both her father and her father–in-law were simply called by all family and employees-Nanu (or Nanajan meaning maternal grandfather) and Dadu (Dadajan meaning paternal grandfather).
Gulnaz quickly removed her right hand from her pussy and picked up the phone to accept the call, she tried to keep her desperate wait out her voice but still betrayed it by her urgent whisper, “Hello, Abbu!” She called her father Daddy most of the times in public but chose to call him Abba or Abbu in personal moments and when she wanted to express her love for him.
The voice on the line was deep and masculine, “Gul beta. Sorry went out to see the horse that was neighing for some reason. What are you doing?”
Gulnaz smiled as she heard her father called her name of endearment; “I have just put myself in bath after an afternoon of silly shopping.” She could close her see and could see her father as if he stood right in front of her.
“Lucky you Gul. I am stinking of horse manure and sweat and probably can be classified as a lethal weapon.”
Gulnaz giggled like a schoolgirl, her father always made her feel like a little happy girl, “I plan to remain here for next hour or more. Abbajan do you want start a bath and then ring me?”
“That seems like a good idea. But I do not want to disconnect. I feel bad when we finish our conversation. I will run up and set myself up within no time,” Gul’s father’s voice could barely hide his excitement making her almost cry, as his love for her seemed endless and boundless.
“Abbu, take you time I am going to listen to all the sounds you will make,” Gul giggled again filling the bathroom with a perfect feminine happy laugh. She could hear her father’s heavy footsteps bounding up the teak wood stairs.
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Chapter 2 Shaad and Sameena
At about the same time two hundred fifty miles north Shahabad Jahangir Khan across the long corridor in another estate (‘Shamiyaana’) almost replica of his brother’s ‘Asraa’. The purpose was again to use and maintain the Greenland to give employment to local villagers and both succeeded big times. Any neutral observer would have seen a very tall heavily built man about six foot four inches moving like an athlete. He was dressed in a white masculine version of kurta and salwar with open leather slip-ons. He had thick curly hair combed back. There was no hint of grey yet. He knew by fifty he would be grey very quickly as his father had. His forty-five years were barely noticeable. He had a face easily called immensely handsome- a legacy from his father. His broad shoulders and big chest belied his lithe physique when fully clothed but became evident once he disrobed. He looked exactly like his twin brother but for the fact that he supported a thick bushy moustache unlike Akbar who was clean-shaven.
Not far away in one of the suites an extremely beautiful woman was disrobing out of her city clothes. Sameena stood in her huge en suite standing in a bra and panty contemplating what casual apparel to wear for her imminent visitor. Sameena was twenty-six soon going to be twenty-seven. She was born after a gap of over nineteen years after her twin brothers. Jahangir Khan doted on his daughter from day one. Sameena, affectionately called Meenu, was always quiet, generous and polite. Her brother showered their love in abundance, as they were grown ups and could treat her as a child. Soon after her tenth birthday, tragedy struck. Abbas’ wife, Gulnaz’s mother, had passed away after struggling with cervical cancer for two years. Her mother, Shaad’s wife, and Nasim were travelling late in night to airport to fly for her funeral. A truck hit their car. The driver, Sameena’s mother, Mehrunisa, and sister-in-law, Fawzia, were killed on the spot. Her niece, Shaad’s daughter Nasim, was barely five and her left leg had to be amputated below the knee. The whole family was in the shroud of dark mood and disarray for years.
Her sister-in-law Gul and brothers along with her father brought both her and Nasim as two daughters. Nasim was successfully rehabilitated with prosthesis. But for a slight limp she could hide the fact of her limb loss and she always did.
Sameena did her masters in philosophy and married a successful businessman of a local rich family who were related to them through her mother. The groom was a good friend of her brother Shaad. Her new husband, Muhsin, politely told her that he was gay the night of the wedding and was too much of a coward to tell his family. He was man enough to accept that he had deceived Sameena and apologised profusely. He offered her a life of her choosing and they both could keep the charade. Sameena nicely declined. Sameena could not accept this on a matter of principle. She offered her husband sometime before they could separate, but he had to promise not to deceive another woman even if he could not face up to the reality. He was grateful. He owned up to his sexual preferences to his family and divorced Sameena within one year who came back to her brother Shaad’s house to look after him and his daughter.
She wrote columns in national and international newspaper on philosophy and social issues. Sameena also published two books one fiction and other non-fiction. She had found her calling. Money was never a problem.
Sameena shook herself out of the reverie as she heard the sliding door of her suite being closed. She smiled with her light brown eyes shining with love and she could feel her pulse rising. Soon her brother Shahabad was standing on the door of her bathroom smiling at her.
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Shad looked at his little sister as an alien man would look at her. Sameena stood about five foot five inches tall. Her beautiful face reflected the beauty of their mother and handsome visage of their father. Her clear fair skin radiated health and vitality. He had never seen her use any makeup. Her lips were red and full. Her beautiful nose crinkled when she smiled as she did, seeing him walk in. Sameena was a full-bodied young woman who had no time or desire to conform to “thin is beautiful” fad. Sameena had written many incisive pieces on this issue. Her breasts were very large, full and heavy. Her cotton bra seemed to be struggling to hold those two majestic breasts. Her full waist flared into most delectable full round bottom stretching the white cotton panty. Her bottom accentuated her full, round thighs as they tapered into healthy calves and two pretty feet.
Sameena smiled at her brother, who looked after her as his daughter, and seemed to be transfixed at the door as his eyes tried to savour the mesmerising sight of his extremely beautiful sister.
“Shaad bhai, you have seen your sister before.”
“Meenu, you are so beautiful. I sometime forget that. Moments like this remind me not to take divine beauty like yours for granted,” Shaad slowly approached his sister who appeared tiny as his huge body stood behind her petite but voluptuous frame. Sameena moved back a bit to put her head on her brother’s chest as his hands engulfed her waist, “Bhaiyaa, I think my brothers are more handsome than us women. You should see how you can make so many women jealous of us.”
Shaad kissed the top of his sister’s head. She had yet not opened her bun. Shaad expertly removed the pins and unravelled the bun as Sameena’s long curly dark hair floated down as a curtain over her back reaching almost below her full bottom.
“Meenu, I owe you my sanity. You have kept dad and me sane. I love you,” Shaad could remember the day as clearly as if it were yesterday. His hands slowly rubbed the smooth skin of his sister’s stomach, worming up and up ever so gradually. Sameena sighed and pushed her self even more onto her brother’s giant frame as their eyes were locked onto one another’s in the mirror.
“When have you asked the kitchen to serve dinner?” Shaad inquired making his sister smile.
“Is there something on my brother’s mind? Anyway I have asked Rabab to table the dinner for nine. Is there something important you want to do before dinner?”
Shaad smiled as his sister teased him. He moved his hands over her chest and pushed her bra off her magnificent breasts. His large hands tried to cover the overflowing soft, heavy milky smooth breast flesh making Sameena draw a sharp breath, “Meenu, I just wanted to confirm if you would allow your brother to worship your beauty and how long do I have if you did.”
Sameena felt her brother’s hand softly massage her breasts making her feel weak in knees and she could feel her cunt getting wet by second, “Bhaiyaa, you are so kind. Please love me as you have always done. I am yours for as long as you wish. I am so blessed.”
Sameena lifted her beautiful face up as her brother brought his face down to kiss her on the lips. Her mouth opened automatically as soon as her brother’s lips touched hers. Shaad pushed his tongue deep inside his sister’s sweet mouth as it duelled with her tongue. Brother and sister kissed as their saliva exchanged mouths. They both greedily devoured each other’s mouth as if they had not kissed for years. In fact Shaad had cleverly evaded all house help and managed to sneak in very early in the morning to have their occasional early morning sex before they left for work.
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Sameena was now breathing heavily as her brother used the advantage of his height and drooled a steady stream of his saliva in her mouth. Sameena gulped it greedily as she felt his hands now firmly squeezing her breasts.
Sameena took her right hand behind her and insinuated between their bodies to seek her brother’s genitalia. Her hand rubbed over the big bulge underneath his kurta and salwar. As always her small pretty hand was inadequate in covering the big bulge of her brother’s penis.
“Shaad bhai, shall we go into bedroom,” Sameena whispered inside her brother’s invading mouth. Shaad nodded subtly. He turned his sister around and lifted her in his arms as if she weighed nothing. Sameena put her arms around her brother’s neck and soon both were kissing once again as Shaad moved towards the bedroom. Shahabad put his sister on the bed and she stood on her knees in front of him. Sameena impatiently unbuttoned her brother’s kurta. Shaad helped her by lifting it off his massive frame.
Sameena rubbed her tiny hands all over her brother’s hugely muscled hairy chest and belly. Soon her fingers were trying to find the narra (cord) holding his salwar. She pulled the flower-knot and loosened the narra; she knew her brother did not wear any boxers underneath. Sameena by now knew that always reflected his impatience to make love to her. Sameena felt hot as she lowered her brother’s salwar slowly exposing his massive hairy bottom. His thick curly pubic hair came into view. Shaad ran his fingers through rich curly hair of his sister affectionately as she exposed him.
As she pulled her brother’s salwar down Sameena soon faced the thick gargantuan root of his giant penis. Sameena sucked in air as her mouth opened with anticipation of its own accord. She let go his salwar, which slithered down slowly to expose her brother’s monstrous penis. It was not until the garment had cleared his lower thighs that his glans came into view.
Sameena looked at her brother’s colossal cock as if she had seen it for first time. In fact she was as much in thrall of this monster then as she was when she saw it more than twelve years ago.
Sameena lifted her brother’s heavy, monstrous penis in her both hands. Her hand could barely go around half the circumference of her brother’s gargantuan cock even though it was long way away from being fully hard.
Sameena looked up into her brother’s loving eyes and she opened her beautiful mouth wide open and tried to engulf her brother’s huge cock head. The corners of her beautiful mouth strained and her beautiful nostrils flared as she lowered her face slowly to take the head and two inches in her tortured warm mouth. Shaad used his both hands to run his fingers through his sister’s hair and stroked her face as she tried to move her wide-open mouth over his giant cock.
Sameena’s mouth started to leak saliva along the massive shaft of her brother’s cock as it started to stiffen rapidly filling her mouth to an impossible stretch. Sameena looked up to see her older brother’s handsome face bathed in pleasure as her mouth slavered over his punishing girth. Sameena could give anything to see that expression on her loving brother’s face. She started to fellate her brother with her mouth wide open and drooling constantly into his thick pubic growth.
Sameena soon was supporting the steel hard monstrously thick shaft that refused to bend even a millimetre and she had to raise herself even more to move her face up and down rather than back and forth as she did initially.
Shaad lifted his sister’s face off his rampant monster penis. He pulled her up to kiss her violently as he massaged her large breasts. Shaad pushed his sister gently as she fell on her back. He grabbed her panties and pulled them off her voluptuous ass exposing her fragrant pussy covered with glistening wet dark curly bush. He threw the panties behind him and pulled his sister holding her legs towards the edge of the bed.
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Sameena was breathing heavily in anticipation. Her brother had few favourite positions when he was waiting to have sex with her all day and was impatient to get a chance to be alone with her. This was one of them. Sameena knew he liked to have his feet on the floor to get purchase to fuck her hard.
Shaad supported his monster penis in his large hand, its girth evading even his big hand to go all around. He placed the monstrously huge glans at the entrance of his sister’s sweet, soft cunt and pushed gently feeling her cunt opening stretch to accommodate his giant.
Sameena gasped, as she felt all too familiar dull pain of her cunt walls dilating as her brother pushed his enormous cock inside her, “Aaahh…Bhaiyaa…”
Once Shaad managed to push his gigantic cock head inside the warm, soft cunt of his sister he draped her with his massive frame crushing her large soft breasts with his hairy chest. He held her face in his big hands and kissed her open mouth ferociously. Sameena moaned inside her brother’s mouth as she felt him push his gigantic cock inch after inch inside her frothy, churning pussy.
“Bhaiyaa…fuck me…please. Upnaa lund mayree choot may daal do..Bhaiya mujhe chodiye,” Sameena whimpered as she was kissed by her brother’s rapacious mouth.
Shaad ignored her pleas and continued to push his huge cock slowly feeling every inch of his hugely thick monstrous length being engulfed by his sister’s warm soft pussy walls.
Sameena kissed her brother back her arms tightly wound around his neck. Shaad ground his cock in steadily pushing his unbelievably beautiful sister to her first orgasm. Sameena gasped as she felt her brother’s massive girth painfully stretching her cunt as it kept on going deep inside her. She always wondered how does her body accommodate this kind of monster fully inside her. Shaad felt his sister’s cervix rubbing against his sensitive glans. He moved his cock out a bit and slammed the last few inches in one smooth thrust. Sameena moaned loudly and her orgasm tipped over, “Aaahhh…..bhaiyaaa….aaahh…mai aanay waalee hoon.”
Shaad slowly withdrew his huge cock to half its length only to thrust it back again. He lifted himself off his moaning sister who was wrapped in her first orgasm. He grabbed his sister’s breasts in his large hands allowing her thick, long nipples to escape in between his fingers. He squeezed his sister’s breasts firmly pinching her nipples as his grip tightened. He started a long hard fucking session that he had been thinking about all day.
Shaad pulled his gargantuan cock out and slammed it in one powerful thrust sending his sister deeper in the twitches of her orgasm as she moaned silently with her mouth open. A rivulet of saliva trickled on her beautiful face.
Sameena found her voice as the torment of her first orgasm settled, “So good…mayree choot maariyay. Bhaiyaaa..aah..aapka lund bahut mota..aaah hai,”
Shaad ignored his sister’s babbling and set up a steady rhythm of long steady strokes using over ten inches of his monster cock. The room was filled with beautiful sounds of constant moans and groans of a lusty sister impaled by her brother’s massive penis. Shaad slowly increased the force of his thrusts seeing that his sister by now was thrusting her hips up in response to his downward plunges.
“Meenu, aapki choot maarnay kay liyay mai pooray din say intizaar kar rahaa thaa,” Shaad was now slamming his giant cock in the pliant, soft, cunt of his sister to the hilt.
“Bhaiyaa, aapkee chhotee bahen kee choot aapkee hai. Jab aap kee marzee ho, aap mayree choot maar sakatay hain,” Sameena sobbed as her body shook with each lusty, powerful thrust. Her brother now was fucking her using full length of his monster penis pulling it out until only his glans was inside and hammering it in using his muscular back and hips. She bit on her lower lip as she felt her brother’s monster slam her cervix painfully each time he hilted. Her breasts were painfully mauled all along she was fucked by her older brother steadily pushing her towards her second orgasm.
Sameena was moaning constantly as she loved the pain inflicted by her brother’s monster cock as it ravaged her tender cunt and his hands mauled her breasts brutishly.
Shaad and Sameena had developed a telepathic understanding over the last twelve years of their sexual relationship. Shaad knew his sister was now ready to be fucked even more roughly as she was hurtling towards her second orgasm. He let go of her breasts and lifted Sameena’s legs and draped them over his hugely muscled shoulders pushing her knees almost to her shoulders. He brought his arms around his sister’s thighs and once again grabbed her overflowing breasts. Now his sister’s ass was lifted off the bed. Shaad used this new position to pull his massive cock all the way out, until only a part of his cock head was sheathed inside the soft pussy of his sister, only to plunge it back savagely using the angle, his height and muscular back burying it to its hilt. His groin slapped his sister’s upturned ass each time he hilted.
Sameena by now had been fucked thousand times by her virile brother over the years but still could barely refrain from screaming. In earlier years of their relationship before Sameena became used to massive penis she screamed all the way to her orgasms.
“Fuck me…Bhaiyaa please fuck mee…ee. Aapka lund kitnaa dard kartaa hai. Aapka lund bahut
barra hai,” Sameena whimpered, as she felt buffeted by her powerful brother’s brutal thrusts. The room resonated with the “thwack…thwack’ sounds of her ass slapped by her brother’s belly and groin. She could hear, like an outer body experience, her moans and occasional shrieks as her brother ravaged her beautiful body to satisfy both of their never-quenching lust.
“Aaaahh…mayree..ee..choooot….ooohh…aaargh,” moaning Sameena fuelled the raging lust in her older brother as always who tried even harder to brutally slam his giant cock to elicit yet another shriek of lust filled pain from his sister’s throat.
Sameena let out a constant moan heralding her second orgasm, “Bhaiyaa main aanay waalee hoon. AA..AHH. Please fu….FFFUUCCKK MEEE…EEEE. Mujhay chodiyay..mayree chooot...AAAHHH.”
Shaad did just that. He was slamming his monster cock in his younger sister’s painfully stretched pussy like a maniac. His hips were rising and falling like a steam engine piston. The pace of his fucking kept his sister breathless, her body went in a contortion as her open mouth went silent and then she let out another deep throated ‘aaaahhhh’ as her orgasm tore through her body like a tornado. Her muscles went into a spasm as her hips bucked up, trying to throw her brother off and failing. Shaad kept on fucking his sister savagely pushing her over the precipice.
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“AAAhhhhhh…….bhaiy..aaaaaaa..aaa..uuurghh,” Sameena shrieked and soon she went limp as the tornado of her orgasm decimated her power to hold her muscles tense. Her breathing became ragged with each thrust from her brother who continued to fuck her spasming cunt relentlessly.
Shaad put her hands on either side of his younger sister’s head steadying himself, as he fucked his constantly moaning sister’s limp body to another high of their mutual lust. Sameena took another ten minutes or so before she regained enough consciousness to realise her brother was still fucking her painful and tender pussy as if he had just started. By now both brother and sister were drenched in sweat. Sameena stroked her brother’s handsome face with her tiny hands as she kept on slamming his massive cock in and out of her tender cunt.
Sameena could feel her over generously large breasts dancing like huge mounds of jelly with each bone jarring thrust from her brother’s strong hips. As her brother’s eyes caught hers she smiled like an angel.
“Bhaiyaa, mayree choot may apnaa lund khol deejiyay,” Sameena pleaded knowing her brother’s lust would go up another notch hearing her desire to feel him cum inside her pussy.
Shaad smiled back and continued to fuck Sameena at the same impossible pace and force that could only be described as inhuman. Sameena felt her body shaking with each thrust. She traced the handsome features of her brother’s face with her finger. She ran her finger over his sweaty brow and cheeks. She traced the contour of her lips as his mouth was now partly open with the exertion of fucking his sister savagely for now almost three-quarters of an hour.
Sameena could hear the squelching sounds as her brother’s mammoth cock pistoned in and out of her wet cum filled cunt and also the slapping sounds of his belly hitting her upturned bottom.
Sameena was once again feeling the heat rising deep inside her loins. Her brother so easily could drag her out of her post-orgasmic fatigue to take her to another peak of lust, never failed to amaze her. She naughtily ran her fingertip all along her brother’s handsome nose, tracing the curves of his nostrils. Shaad smiled at his sister knowing what she would do next. Sameena gently pushed her slender index finger inside her brother’s nostril. Shaad simply shook his head and plunged his cock from tip of his massive glans right down to his mammoth root making his sister squeal as if a man’s forearm had violated her soft pussy canal. She held on to her brother’s strong arms as he fucked her even harder and faster than before.
His face was now a picture of concentration as he kept the ferocious rhythm pistoning his monster penis in and out without any break or respite. Sameena felt a sudden rush of warmth deep in her cunt, which soon spread in her belly and breasts and exploded making her emit a short shriek followed with a constant long moan.
“ Bhaiyaa…mayree chooooot….aaah…main phir say jhurr gayee. Aapka lund … mayree choot. Aaahh. OOOHHH…umm.”
Shaad kept on fucking her trying to eek out another orgasm before he exploded deep inside his sister’s pussy. Sameena never recovered from her third orgasm as her older brother plundered her cunt furiously trying to reach his climax and drag her depleted tired body to yet another body wrenching orgasm.
Sameena moaned non-stop for another fifteen minutes as she was ravaged brutally by her older brother in an all too familiar fashion. Sameena felt another flame lit up inside her pussy which soon engulfed her whole being making her breathing difficult. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. Shaad pulled his cock right out and slammed it back in with all the physical power his massive frame could generate and he repeated similar brutal thrusts half a dozen times when he felt his balls tightening, he felt his whole body tense up as if in pain. He lunged his monster cock back inside his sweet younger sister’s cunt with all his weight behind the last thrust allowing his whole weight to come crashing over her voluptuous petite body knocking all the wind out of her lungs.
Sameena felt her brother’s crushing weight and his mammoth cock exploding as it hurtled back deep inside her tortured cunt. She felt each convulsion of his massive cock as he ejected huge spurts of thick virile semen filling her cunt. She could feel the scalding cum in a never-ending ejaculates that seemed to go on and on.
Shaad buried his face in the crook of his younger sister’s sweet smelling neck breathing in big gasps.
Sameena clasped her arms in a maternal manner around her brother’s neck as his gargantuan cock twitched and spurted again and again. Shaad lifted his face and whispered, “Meenu …Meenu….Meenu.”
Sameena thought nothing more romantic could have been said over and above her brother’s whispers of her name while he was still cumming inside her as a token of his surrender to his younger sister.
Sameena felt her dam broke and she exploded with her last orgasm tearing her body apart and she could do nothing but cling to her brother who was now kissing her all over her beautiful face.
Sameena fought and lost as her last climax brought her to her knees. She did not know that she whispered like a mantra, “Bhaiyaa I love you…. I love you…. Bhaiyaa, Bhaiyaa.”
She was not aware as her older brother kissed her mouth and licked the drool from the corner of her mouth. She did not feel when he kissed her beautiful nose and ran his tongue all along her exquisitely beautiful nostrils eventually fucking her each nostril with his tongue as she grappled with her mind bending orgasm. Both brother and sister whispered sweet nothings to each other until they both recovered.
Sameena slowly came to and smiled inwards as her loving brother made love to her beautiful nose. Sameena felt this very personal and sensual. She tightened her clasping arms around her brother’s neck sending her love in an unspoken manner. He responded back by gently biting on the tip of her nose making her giggle.
“Bhaiyaa you can kill me like this,” Sameena complemented her brother who had fucked her like this countless times.
Shaad licked deep inside his sister’s nostril few times before he pulled his tongue and kissed her firmly and whispered, “Making love to you is a blessing and my love will never be any less when you decide to go away to start your own family.”
Sameena whispered in a choking voice, “Bhaiyaa please. I do not want to think about that. I know we can not live together forever, but for now all I want to do is live with you, Nasim and dad.”
Shaad kissed his sister repeatedly like a small child who needs fatherly love after suffering a fall.
Sameena was not surprised when her brother lifted her in his arms still impaled on his barely softened monstrosity of a penis and climbed up on the bed until they both were resting on the pillows. He slowly pulled out of his sister’s overflowing cunt making her wince. Shaad held his sister in his arms, who held him back in her arms.
“Shaad Bhai, aapkaa lund abhee bhee bhooka hai,” Sameena kissed her older brother’s nose on its tip.
“Meenu, meray lund ko ub tumhaari gaand maarnee hai.”
Sameena giggled like a happy little girl. She knew how much her brother loved to torture her ass with his monster. She was aware of the time and she was wise to the fact, with long experience, that her brother could not be satisfied with her ass in the time left before dinner.
“Bhaiyaa, abhee hamaaray paas time nahin hai. Main dinner kay baad raat ko aapkay suite may aa jaaooingee. I plan to work from home tomorrow. Mujhay aap saree raat torture kar sakatay hain.”
Shaad gleefully kissed his younger sister, “I too have no appointment until afternoon. How much time do we have before dinner?”
Sameena kissed his older brother, who had been like a father to her during her growing years, like a naughty schoolboy, “Time enough for one quick fuck. You have to promise me it will be a quick one.”
Shaad smiled enigmatically in reply and rolled his sister on her back. He soon covered her voluptuous body with his huge heavy frame. His rampant monster cock poised at the soft, fluffy, wet entrance of her cunt.
Sameena sighed with happiness and love and kissed her brother as she felt him thrust his mammoth penis steadily inside her cum filled tender cunt.
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As the black Mercedes left the airport, situated on the outskirt of the city and took the road to reach other side of the city. The main road leaving the city towards north soon could fool anyone that it was leading into wilderness once countryside was finished. If one travelled another fifty-five ‘slow drive’ kilometres one would find a sign of a private farm ‘Asraa’ alongside another sign that indicated a food processing industrial base another five kilometres further. In between if one travelled that way a beautiful private golf course would entice anyone who could hit a golf ball some distance.
Following the road that led through beautiful open green farming land, then through managed woodlands as it would seem that soon road would finish. Driving past the heavily wooded curve one would suddenly arrive in an vast open driveway in front of an enormous sprawling house which was spread over an roughly estimated two acres surrounded by another two hundred fifty or three hundred acres. The house was of a design of very personal nature. The main huge building appeared like many leaves spreading out from a main centre of a large flower if viewed from air. One could see at least four open swimming pools spread out in a random fashion. The car stopped in front of the main entrance of the house with a large open porch that flowed into a huge sliding glass doors embedded in solid wood. The floor was marble all throughout the house.
Chauffeur came out and opened the door as the lights came on and setting sun bathed the whole house with exotic colours of orange and red so typical of winter evenings. Driver respectfully helped the passenger to come out of the plush back seat of the luxury car. The woman gracefully floated out of the car and stood silently admiring the beautiful colours of nature. As chauffeur took out the shopping, soon three more servants joined him. All three after smiling and wishing their mistress who smiled most affectionately back, rushed out to give him a hand. The chauffeur left them to the chores and stood silently close to her mistress discreetly behind. The chauffeur was Bakul Jamal who was very stocky and looked every bit a heavy weight wrestler. Bakul had been in service for almost thirty years and now was fifty-two years old. He was assigned to his mistress soon after she married his master Akbar Jahangir Khan as a young, vivacious, gentle bride of few months short of twenty years. Bakul looked at the graceful form of Gulnaz Mehrun Khan who stood about five feet and six inches tall. Her full body was wrapped in a light blue sari. Gulnaz had most beautiful face that did not need any adornment or artificial chemical help. Her skin was radiantly fair and glowed in the evening sun. Her light brown eyes shone with generosity and love that was well known to all who knew her or came in contact with her. Her face always seemed to smile and it brought attention to her exquisitely beautiful nose that seems to accentuate that mystical smile. Her beautiful neck flowed into her rounded shoulders and full, large bosom. She wore a short sleeve blouse of darker shade of yellow to match her sari. Her blouse dipped elegantly to suggest the top of the slope of her generously large soft breasts, which were barely contained by a soft cotton bra. The slope of her large breasts even in a bra and blouse only heightened the natural divine beauty that she possessed and had passed on to her children. Her beautiful, fair skinned rounded arms were folded regally under her bosom .Her sari barely hid her rounded full waist that showed her full life and scant regard for skin and bone concept of womanly body. Her sari was filled with her fertile, full hips as a signature of a woman whose body screamed vitality and fertility and over and above all a beauty that you could admire untiringly. Gulnaz would turn forty five in five months and people found it hard to believe that she had three children, a girl of nearly twenty –one years of age and twin sons who would soon be twenty-three.
Bakul took the shawl out of the car and respectfully draped it over Gulnaz’s shoulders, “Madam, winter is arriving. Evenings do have a nip now.”
Gulnaz affectionately patted Bakul’s hands as he covered her shoulders with her shawl, “Bakul Bhai, thank you. I was lost in thoughts,” Gulnaz never addressed their long serving trusted help casually, “Shanu baytee would soon leave our house. She was a little girl running around with little care not so long ago. She will now belong to her new family.” Gulnaz sighed softly making her breasts swell in manner that would test the resolve of even a celibate monk.
Bakul nodded his head in quiet understanding and escorted his mistress inside. Gulnaz walked through the sliding doors and entered the huge hall that took various routes to in all fifteen suites each an independent unit with two to four bedrooms, study, kitchen, and living room. However, Gulnaz ran the house from central kitchen with overflowing number of servants who sometimes tripped on one another trying to be helpful.
The main house was surrounded by different outer rim of servant quarters. The hall led into three living areas of immense dimensions and a huge dining area, which could seat forty people. Despite their large family, the capacity was never tested. Bakul waited respectfully until Gulnaz glided inside the hall and then turned back. The main house help, Shabnam, soon joined Gulnaz and informed her that her father called. Gulnaz beamed at her, a plump pleasant woman who had been in their service for twenty years and was now well past her forty years and her children were in college and her husband was also an employee of the family and worked in the food-processing farm, “Madam shall I fill the bath for you. You do not have to worry about the dinner.”
“That would be very nice, thanks Shabbo, I will ring back Abba in the meantime. Has sahib come back from office.” Gulnaz could make anyone her slave with her soft, gentle voice. Shabnam followed Gulnaz and replied, “Madam I have not seen him so far.”
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Gulnaz waved the question away as irrelevant making her Shabnam less conscious that she could not be sure if her husband was back from work. Gulnaz and her Shabnam entered her personal suite. The main entrance opened into a living space, which led to a dining area with six-seat dining table. The large sliding door led to another living cum study area, which had four en suite bedrooms. Gulnaz floated through into her main bedroom, which was in keeping with the rest of the house huge. Shabnam promptly went inside the enormous en suite to fill the bath with warm water and mixed aromatic salts and oil.
Gulnaz picked up the cordless phone in one hand and effortlessly took her sari off with one hand making it a breathtakingly sensual vision if there was man to appreciate it. She dialled her father’s number and waited eagerly like a child to hear his deep voice. The ringtone kept on until the answering machine kicked in asking to leave a message. Gulnaz’s face showed her disappointment and she softly whispered, “Abbu it’s me,” and disconnected.
Gulnaz walked with the phone in to the bathroom. The bath was nearly full the whole bathroom was filled with the sweet smell of the salts and oil mixed in the bath water. Shabnam without any hesitation slowly came towards Gulnaz and started to unbutton her blouse. She had served Gulnaz for over twenty years and both had become very close over the years as she helped Gulnaz with her pregnancies and other personal events. Gulnaz had suggested that Shabnam should have sex with Akbar when Gulnaz was heavily pregnant with twins and in the last months of pregnancy. Shabnam had expressed during girly talk her incredulity at Akbar’s penis size. After her having her first sexual tryst with Akbar she gushed his praises to very pregnant and proud Gulnaz.
As Shabnam removed the blouse, rolling it off Gulnaz’s full arms exposing her majestic breasts barely covered by a cotton bra. Shabnam unclasped the bra and let it fall off her mistress’s heavy, very large full breasts as they sloped and hung down with their own weight making even Shabnam feel a warm rush between her legs. Shabnam rolled the bra off Gulnaz’s arms and threw it on the floor. She removed the clips from the bun holding Gulnaz’s lustrous long wavy dark hair. The rich wavy hair fell in a thick cascade to her full, bulging bottom. Shabnam moved in front of Gulnaz and saw her beautiful large, heavy breast sloping towards her belly which bulged ever so sexily suggesting a life of fulfilled, fertile woman who enjoyed her life to full. Her waist had a soft extra small roll just above her voluptuous bottom covered in a yellow cotton petticoat. Shabnam undid the tying cord and the petticoat slithered down her round, full buttocks exposing her thunder thighs and white cotton panty. Her thighs were full and showed dimpling on upper thigh and bottom which if anything accentuated her voluptuous divine beauty. Here was a complete exquisitely beautiful woman.
Shabnam kneeled in front of Gulnaz and gently rolled her panty down exposing the thick curly dark growth covering her sweet fragrant cunt. The smell of her pussy was intoxicating even to her female housekeeper. Gulnaz regally lifted one foot after another to allow Shabnam remove her panty. Gulnaz affectionately mussed Shabnam’s hair as a token of thanks as she picked up her undergarments.
Gulnaz stepped into the bath and slowly immersed herself to her neck as she rested her head on the specially designed bath
rest. Shabnam walked back in and put a huge soft cotton fluffy towel and bathrobe close by. She put the phone on the large rim around the bathtub and told Gulnaz, “ Madam, I have arranged the dinner. You just relax. Shall I ring you when sahib is back?” Gulnaz smilingly shook her head, “Will 9:00 be ok for dinner? It is about six now.” Gulnaz softly closed her eyes and nodded yes.
Gulnaz sighed happily as her mind once again went over her family’s life. She had found herself ruminating more and more since they had decided the final date. Shahnaz, everyone called her Shanu, was going to marry her third cousin she met and became attached to while dong her BA at Harvard. Muhasin was the only son of a wealthy family, which moved to states long ago and continued to prosper in telecommunications. The marriage was exactly a month away. The guests have started to arrive as this would be first marriage in the family and nothing would be spared. Despite her disdain for wastage and tacky gloss Gulnaz agreed to her relatives pressure to go al out once and never again. Gulnaz looked back and almost could relive her marriage to Akbar Jahangir Khan (Aku to friends) her beloved husband as her twin sister Fawzia married his twin brother Shahabad Jahangir Khan (called Shaad affectionately). Their father Jahangir Khan rose from nothing to be a multimillionaire with intrinsic intelligent, hard work and compassion that he never lost for those who were less blessed than him. He was not an atheist but close to an agnostic. His sons took their lesson from their father and never lost the drive and now The Kay enterprise was in many big cities with investments and control in construction, steel, telecommunications, banking etc.
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Gulnaz remembered her father-in-law since very tender years as a close friend of her father. The twin sisters found his twin sons good company and respectful unlike boys of their age. Akbar and Shahabad were only a year older than the sisters. Gulnaz’s father Abbas Muntzar Khan was an academic with flare for applying his theories successfully. His friendship with Jahangir worked like magic and both prospered together like brothers. The marriage of twin sisters to twin brothers was the talk of the city for obvious reasons least of all the fact that two families, despite keeping low political profile, were rich beyond dreams. Gulnaz could not wait for her close family members to collect under one roof including her twin sons; Aadil and Aasim who were finishing their MBA at Harvard and could only come for a week.
Gulnaz looked at the phone desperately wishing it to ring, she was dying to hear her father’s voice. Her father had given all control to her husband and her brother-in-law and chose to live up in the hills in a modern but modest farm close to river and jungle.
Gulnaz slowly rubbed her hands over her magnificent breasts rubbing the fragrant soapsuds over them. Her nipples were hardening into their amazing thick long fleshy columns. Her right hand drifted off her breast and moved over her stomach approaching her sexy mount covered with lush curly rich growth. Her fingers combed through her pubic hair and softy rubbed the pussy lips. Gulnaz sighed with her full lips partly opened as her fingers rubbed her clitoris without intending to.
Gulnaz luxuriated in the warm fragrant bath, her left hand softly massaging her one and then other breast and nipple as her right hand teased and tormented her wet soft pussy. She was nearly about to ring her father’s mobile as the phone rang and the caller’s ID was labelled as Nanu. Since the grandchildren were born both her father and her father–in-law were simply called by all family and employees-Nanu (or Nanajan meaning maternal grandfather) and Dadu (Dadajan meaning paternal grandfather).
Gulnaz quickly removed her right hand from her pussy and picked up the phone to accept the call, she tried to keep her desperate wait out her voice but still betrayed it by her urgent whisper, “Hello, Abbu!” She called her father Daddy most of the times in public but chose to call him Abba or Abbu in personal moments and when she wanted to express her love for him.
The voice on the line was deep and masculine, “Gul beta. Sorry went out to see the horse that was neighing for some reason. What are you doing?”
Gulnaz smiled as she heard her father called her name of endearment; “I have just put myself in bath after an afternoon of silly shopping.” She could close her see and could see her father as if he stood right in front of her.
“Lucky you Gul. I am stinking of horse manure and sweat and probably can be classified as a lethal weapon.”
Gulnaz giggled like a schoolgirl, her father always made her feel like a little happy girl, “I plan to remain here for next hour or more. Abbajan do you want start a bath and then ring me?”
“That seems like a good idea. But I do not want to disconnect. I feel bad when we finish our conversation. I will run up and set myself up within no time,” Gul’s father’s voice could barely hide his excitement making her almost cry, as his love for her seemed endless and boundless.
“Abbu, take you time I am going to listen to all the sounds you will make,” Gul giggled again filling the bathroom with a perfect feminine happy laugh. She could hear her father’s heavy footsteps bounding up the teak wood stairs.
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Chapter 2 Shaad and Sameena
At about the same time two hundred fifty miles north Shahabad Jahangir Khan across the long corridor in another estate (‘Shamiyaana’) almost replica of his brother’s ‘Asraa’. The purpose was again to use and maintain the Greenland to give employment to local villagers and both succeeded big times. Any neutral observer would have seen a very tall heavily built man about six foot four inches moving like an athlete. He was dressed in a white masculine version of kurta and salwar with open leather slip-ons. He had thick curly hair combed back. There was no hint of grey yet. He knew by fifty he would be grey very quickly as his father had. His forty-five years were barely noticeable. He had a face easily called immensely handsome- a legacy from his father. His broad shoulders and big chest belied his lithe physique when fully clothed but became evident once he disrobed. He looked exactly like his twin brother but for the fact that he supported a thick bushy moustache unlike Akbar who was clean-shaven.
Not far away in one of the suites an extremely beautiful woman was disrobing out of her city clothes. Sameena stood in her huge en suite standing in a bra and panty contemplating what casual apparel to wear for her imminent visitor. Sameena was twenty-six soon going to be twenty-seven. She was born after a gap of over nineteen years after her twin brothers. Jahangir Khan doted on his daughter from day one. Sameena, affectionately called Meenu, was always quiet, generous and polite. Her brother showered their love in abundance, as they were grown ups and could treat her as a child. Soon after her tenth birthday, tragedy struck. Abbas’ wife, Gulnaz’s mother, had passed away after struggling with cervical cancer for two years. Her mother, Shaad’s wife, and Nasim were travelling late in night to airport to fly for her funeral. A truck hit their car. The driver, Sameena’s mother, Mehrunisa, and sister-in-law, Fawzia, were killed on the spot. Her niece, Shaad’s daughter Nasim, was barely five and her left leg had to be amputated below the knee. The whole family was in the shroud of dark mood and disarray for years.
Her sister-in-law Gul and brothers along with her father brought both her and Nasim as two daughters. Nasim was successfully rehabilitated with prosthesis. But for a slight limp she could hide the fact of her limb loss and she always did.
Sameena did her masters in philosophy and married a successful businessman of a local rich family who were related to them through her mother. The groom was a good friend of her brother Shaad. Her new husband, Muhsin, politely told her that he was gay the night of the wedding and was too much of a coward to tell his family. He was man enough to accept that he had deceived Sameena and apologised profusely. He offered her a life of her choosing and they both could keep the charade. Sameena nicely declined. Sameena could not accept this on a matter of principle. She offered her husband sometime before they could separate, but he had to promise not to deceive another woman even if he could not face up to the reality. He was grateful. He owned up to his sexual preferences to his family and divorced Sameena within one year who came back to her brother Shaad’s house to look after him and his daughter.
She wrote columns in national and international newspaper on philosophy and social issues. Sameena also published two books one fiction and other non-fiction. She had found her calling. Money was never a problem.
Sameena shook herself out of the reverie as she heard the sliding door of her suite being closed. She smiled with her light brown eyes shining with love and she could feel her pulse rising. Soon her brother Shahabad was standing on the door of her bathroom smiling at her.
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Shad looked at his little sister as an alien man would look at her. Sameena stood about five foot five inches tall. Her beautiful face reflected the beauty of their mother and handsome visage of their father. Her clear fair skin radiated health and vitality. He had never seen her use any makeup. Her lips were red and full. Her beautiful nose crinkled when she smiled as she did, seeing him walk in. Sameena was a full-bodied young woman who had no time or desire to conform to “thin is beautiful” fad. Sameena had written many incisive pieces on this issue. Her breasts were very large, full and heavy. Her cotton bra seemed to be struggling to hold those two majestic breasts. Her full waist flared into most delectable full round bottom stretching the white cotton panty. Her bottom accentuated her full, round thighs as they tapered into healthy calves and two pretty feet.
Sameena smiled at her brother, who looked after her as his daughter, and seemed to be transfixed at the door as his eyes tried to savour the mesmerising sight of his extremely beautiful sister.
“Shaad bhai, you have seen your sister before.”
“Meenu, you are so beautiful. I sometime forget that. Moments like this remind me not to take divine beauty like yours for granted,” Shaad slowly approached his sister who appeared tiny as his huge body stood behind her petite but voluptuous frame. Sameena moved back a bit to put her head on her brother’s chest as his hands engulfed her waist, “Bhaiyaa, I think my brothers are more handsome than us women. You should see how you can make so many women jealous of us.”
Shaad kissed the top of his sister’s head. She had yet not opened her bun. Shaad expertly removed the pins and unravelled the bun as Sameena’s long curly dark hair floated down as a curtain over her back reaching almost below her full bottom.
“Meenu, I owe you my sanity. You have kept dad and me sane. I love you,” Shaad could remember the day as clearly as if it were yesterday. His hands slowly rubbed the smooth skin of his sister’s stomach, worming up and up ever so gradually. Sameena sighed and pushed her self even more onto her brother’s giant frame as their eyes were locked onto one another’s in the mirror.
“When have you asked the kitchen to serve dinner?” Shaad inquired making his sister smile.
“Is there something on my brother’s mind? Anyway I have asked Rabab to table the dinner for nine. Is there something important you want to do before dinner?”
Shaad smiled as his sister teased him. He moved his hands over her chest and pushed her bra off her magnificent breasts. His large hands tried to cover the overflowing soft, heavy milky smooth breast flesh making Sameena draw a sharp breath, “Meenu, I just wanted to confirm if you would allow your brother to worship your beauty and how long do I have if you did.”
Sameena felt her brother’s hand softly massage her breasts making her feel weak in knees and she could feel her cunt getting wet by second, “Bhaiyaa, you are so kind. Please love me as you have always done. I am yours for as long as you wish. I am so blessed.”
Sameena lifted her beautiful face up as her brother brought his face down to kiss her on the lips. Her mouth opened automatically as soon as her brother’s lips touched hers. Shaad pushed his tongue deep inside his sister’s sweet mouth as it duelled with her tongue. Brother and sister kissed as their saliva exchanged mouths. They both greedily devoured each other’s mouth as if they had not kissed for years. In fact Shaad had cleverly evaded all house help and managed to sneak in very early in the morning to have their occasional early morning sex before they left for work.
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Sameena was now breathing heavily as her brother used the advantage of his height and drooled a steady stream of his saliva in her mouth. Sameena gulped it greedily as she felt his hands now firmly squeezing her breasts.
Sameena took her right hand behind her and insinuated between their bodies to seek her brother’s genitalia. Her hand rubbed over the big bulge underneath his kurta and salwar. As always her small pretty hand was inadequate in covering the big bulge of her brother’s penis.
“Shaad bhai, shall we go into bedroom,” Sameena whispered inside her brother’s invading mouth. Shaad nodded subtly. He turned his sister around and lifted her in his arms as if she weighed nothing. Sameena put her arms around her brother’s neck and soon both were kissing once again as Shaad moved towards the bedroom. Shahabad put his sister on the bed and she stood on her knees in front of him. Sameena impatiently unbuttoned her brother’s kurta. Shaad helped her by lifting it off his massive frame.
Sameena rubbed her tiny hands all over her brother’s hugely muscled hairy chest and belly. Soon her fingers were trying to find the narra (cord) holding his salwar. She pulled the flower-knot and loosened the narra; she knew her brother did not wear any boxers underneath. Sameena by now knew that always reflected his impatience to make love to her. Sameena felt hot as she lowered her brother’s salwar slowly exposing his massive hairy bottom. His thick curly pubic hair came into view. Shaad ran his fingers through rich curly hair of his sister affectionately as she exposed him.
As she pulled her brother’s salwar down Sameena soon faced the thick gargantuan root of his giant penis. Sameena sucked in air as her mouth opened with anticipation of its own accord. She let go his salwar, which slithered down slowly to expose her brother’s monstrous penis. It was not until the garment had cleared his lower thighs that his glans came into view.
Sameena looked at her brother’s colossal cock as if she had seen it for first time. In fact she was as much in thrall of this monster then as she was when she saw it more than twelve years ago.
Sameena lifted her brother’s heavy, monstrous penis in her both hands. Her hand could barely go around half the circumference of her brother’s gargantuan cock even though it was long way away from being fully hard.
Sameena looked up into her brother’s loving eyes and she opened her beautiful mouth wide open and tried to engulf her brother’s huge cock head. The corners of her beautiful mouth strained and her beautiful nostrils flared as she lowered her face slowly to take the head and two inches in her tortured warm mouth. Shaad used his both hands to run his fingers through his sister’s hair and stroked her face as she tried to move her wide-open mouth over his giant cock.
Sameena’s mouth started to leak saliva along the massive shaft of her brother’s cock as it started to stiffen rapidly filling her mouth to an impossible stretch. Sameena looked up to see her older brother’s handsome face bathed in pleasure as her mouth slavered over his punishing girth. Sameena could give anything to see that expression on her loving brother’s face. She started to fellate her brother with her mouth wide open and drooling constantly into his thick pubic growth.
Sameena soon was supporting the steel hard monstrously thick shaft that refused to bend even a millimetre and she had to raise herself even more to move her face up and down rather than back and forth as she did initially.
Shaad lifted his sister’s face off his rampant monster penis. He pulled her up to kiss her violently as he massaged her large breasts. Shaad pushed his sister gently as she fell on her back. He grabbed her panties and pulled them off her voluptuous ass exposing her fragrant pussy covered with glistening wet dark curly bush. He threw the panties behind him and pulled his sister holding her legs towards the edge of the bed.
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Sameena was breathing heavily in anticipation. Her brother had few favourite positions when he was waiting to have sex with her all day and was impatient to get a chance to be alone with her. This was one of them. Sameena knew he liked to have his feet on the floor to get purchase to fuck her hard.
Shaad supported his monster penis in his large hand, its girth evading even his big hand to go all around. He placed the monstrously huge glans at the entrance of his sister’s sweet, soft cunt and pushed gently feeling her cunt opening stretch to accommodate his giant.
Sameena gasped, as she felt all too familiar dull pain of her cunt walls dilating as her brother pushed his enormous cock inside her, “Aaahh…Bhaiyaa…”
Once Shaad managed to push his gigantic cock head inside the warm, soft cunt of his sister he draped her with his massive frame crushing her large soft breasts with his hairy chest. He held her face in his big hands and kissed her open mouth ferociously. Sameena moaned inside her brother’s mouth as she felt him push his gigantic cock inch after inch inside her frothy, churning pussy.
“Bhaiyaa…fuck me…please. Upnaa lund mayree choot may daal do..Bhaiya mujhe chodiye,” Sameena whimpered as she was kissed by her brother’s rapacious mouth.
Shaad ignored her pleas and continued to push his huge cock slowly feeling every inch of his hugely thick monstrous length being engulfed by his sister’s warm soft pussy walls.
Sameena kissed her brother back her arms tightly wound around his neck. Shaad ground his cock in steadily pushing his unbelievably beautiful sister to her first orgasm. Sameena gasped as she felt her brother’s massive girth painfully stretching her cunt as it kept on going deep inside her. She always wondered how does her body accommodate this kind of monster fully inside her. Shaad felt his sister’s cervix rubbing against his sensitive glans. He moved his cock out a bit and slammed the last few inches in one smooth thrust. Sameena moaned loudly and her orgasm tipped over, “Aaahhh…..bhaiyaaa….aaahh…mai aanay waalee hoon.”
Shaad slowly withdrew his huge cock to half its length only to thrust it back again. He lifted himself off his moaning sister who was wrapped in her first orgasm. He grabbed his sister’s breasts in his large hands allowing her thick, long nipples to escape in between his fingers. He squeezed his sister’s breasts firmly pinching her nipples as his grip tightened. He started a long hard fucking session that he had been thinking about all day.
Shaad pulled his gargantuan cock out and slammed it in one powerful thrust sending his sister deeper in the twitches of her orgasm as she moaned silently with her mouth open. A rivulet of saliva trickled on her beautiful face.
Sameena found her voice as the torment of her first orgasm settled, “So good…mayree choot maariyay. Bhaiyaaa..aah..aapka lund bahut mota..aaah hai,”
Shaad ignored his sister’s babbling and set up a steady rhythm of long steady strokes using over ten inches of his monster cock. The room was filled with beautiful sounds of constant moans and groans of a lusty sister impaled by her brother’s massive penis. Shaad slowly increased the force of his thrusts seeing that his sister by now was thrusting her hips up in response to his downward plunges.
“Meenu, aapki choot maarnay kay liyay mai pooray din say intizaar kar rahaa thaa,” Shaad was now slamming his giant cock in the pliant, soft, cunt of his sister to the hilt.
“Bhaiyaa, aapkee chhotee bahen kee choot aapkee hai. Jab aap kee marzee ho, aap mayree choot maar sakatay hain,” Sameena sobbed as her body shook with each lusty, powerful thrust. Her brother now was fucking her using full length of his monster penis pulling it out until only his glans was inside and hammering it in using his muscular back and hips. She bit on her lower lip as she felt her brother’s monster slam her cervix painfully each time he hilted. Her breasts were painfully mauled all along she was fucked by her older brother steadily pushing her towards her second orgasm.
Sameena was moaning constantly as she loved the pain inflicted by her brother’s monster cock as it ravaged her tender cunt and his hands mauled her breasts brutishly.
Shaad and Sameena had developed a telepathic understanding over the last twelve years of their sexual relationship. Shaad knew his sister was now ready to be fucked even more roughly as she was hurtling towards her second orgasm. He let go of her breasts and lifted Sameena’s legs and draped them over his hugely muscled shoulders pushing her knees almost to her shoulders. He brought his arms around his sister’s thighs and once again grabbed her overflowing breasts. Now his sister’s ass was lifted off the bed. Shaad used this new position to pull his massive cock all the way out, until only a part of his cock head was sheathed inside the soft pussy of his sister, only to plunge it back savagely using the angle, his height and muscular back burying it to its hilt. His groin slapped his sister’s upturned ass each time he hilted.
Sameena by now had been fucked thousand times by her virile brother over the years but still could barely refrain from screaming. In earlier years of their relationship before Sameena became used to massive penis she screamed all the way to her orgasms.
“Fuck me…Bhaiyaa please fuck mee…ee. Aapka lund kitnaa dard kartaa hai. Aapka lund bahut
barra hai,” Sameena whimpered, as she felt buffeted by her powerful brother’s brutal thrusts. The room resonated with the “thwack…thwack’ sounds of her ass slapped by her brother’s belly and groin. She could hear, like an outer body experience, her moans and occasional shrieks as her brother ravaged her beautiful body to satisfy both of their never-quenching lust.
“Aaaahh…mayree..ee..choooot….ooohh…aaargh,” moaning Sameena fuelled the raging lust in her older brother as always who tried even harder to brutally slam his giant cock to elicit yet another shriek of lust filled pain from his sister’s throat.
Sameena let out a constant moan heralding her second orgasm, “Bhaiyaa main aanay waalee hoon. AA..AHH. Please fu….FFFUUCCKK MEEE…EEEE. Mujhay chodiyay..mayree chooot...AAAHHH.”
Shaad did just that. He was slamming his monster cock in his younger sister’s painfully stretched pussy like a maniac. His hips were rising and falling like a steam engine piston. The pace of his fucking kept his sister breathless, her body went in a contortion as her open mouth went silent and then she let out another deep throated ‘aaaahhhh’ as her orgasm tore through her body like a tornado. Her muscles went into a spasm as her hips bucked up, trying to throw her brother off and failing. Shaad kept on fucking his sister savagely pushing her over the precipice.
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“AAAhhhhhh…….bhaiy..aaaaaaa..aaa..uuurghh,” Sameena shrieked and soon she went limp as the tornado of her orgasm decimated her power to hold her muscles tense. Her breathing became ragged with each thrust from her brother who continued to fuck her spasming cunt relentlessly.
Shaad put her hands on either side of his younger sister’s head steadying himself, as he fucked his constantly moaning sister’s limp body to another high of their mutual lust. Sameena took another ten minutes or so before she regained enough consciousness to realise her brother was still fucking her painful and tender pussy as if he had just started. By now both brother and sister were drenched in sweat. Sameena stroked her brother’s handsome face with her tiny hands as she kept on slamming his massive cock in and out of her tender cunt.
Sameena could feel her over generously large breasts dancing like huge mounds of jelly with each bone jarring thrust from her brother’s strong hips. As her brother’s eyes caught hers she smiled like an angel.
“Bhaiyaa, mayree choot may apnaa lund khol deejiyay,” Sameena pleaded knowing her brother’s lust would go up another notch hearing her desire to feel him cum inside her pussy.
Shaad smiled back and continued to fuck Sameena at the same impossible pace and force that could only be described as inhuman. Sameena felt her body shaking with each thrust. She traced the handsome features of her brother’s face with her finger. She ran her finger over his sweaty brow and cheeks. She traced the contour of her lips as his mouth was now partly open with the exertion of fucking his sister savagely for now almost three-quarters of an hour.
Sameena could hear the squelching sounds as her brother’s mammoth cock pistoned in and out of her wet cum filled cunt and also the slapping sounds of his belly hitting her upturned bottom.
Sameena was once again feeling the heat rising deep inside her loins. Her brother so easily could drag her out of her post-orgasmic fatigue to take her to another peak of lust, never failed to amaze her. She naughtily ran her fingertip all along her brother’s handsome nose, tracing the curves of his nostrils. Shaad smiled at his sister knowing what she would do next. Sameena gently pushed her slender index finger inside her brother’s nostril. Shaad simply shook his head and plunged his cock from tip of his massive glans right down to his mammoth root making his sister squeal as if a man’s forearm had violated her soft pussy canal. She held on to her brother’s strong arms as he fucked her even harder and faster than before.
His face was now a picture of concentration as he kept the ferocious rhythm pistoning his monster penis in and out without any break or respite. Sameena felt a sudden rush of warmth deep in her cunt, which soon spread in her belly and breasts and exploded making her emit a short shriek followed with a constant long moan.
“ Bhaiyaa…mayree chooooot….aaah…main phir say jhurr gayee. Aapka lund … mayree choot. Aaahh. OOOHHH…umm.”
Shaad kept on fucking her trying to eek out another orgasm before he exploded deep inside his sister’s pussy. Sameena never recovered from her third orgasm as her older brother plundered her cunt furiously trying to reach his climax and drag her depleted tired body to yet another body wrenching orgasm.
Sameena moaned non-stop for another fifteen minutes as she was ravaged brutally by her older brother in an all too familiar fashion. Sameena felt another flame lit up inside her pussy which soon engulfed her whole being making her breathing difficult. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out. Shaad pulled his cock right out and slammed it back in with all the physical power his massive frame could generate and he repeated similar brutal thrusts half a dozen times when he felt his balls tightening, he felt his whole body tense up as if in pain. He lunged his monster cock back inside his sweet younger sister’s cunt with all his weight behind the last thrust allowing his whole weight to come crashing over her voluptuous petite body knocking all the wind out of her lungs.
Sameena felt her brother’s crushing weight and his mammoth cock exploding as it hurtled back deep inside her tortured cunt. She felt each convulsion of his massive cock as he ejected huge spurts of thick virile semen filling her cunt. She could feel the scalding cum in a never-ending ejaculates that seemed to go on and on.
Shaad buried his face in the crook of his younger sister’s sweet smelling neck breathing in big gasps.
Sameena clasped her arms in a maternal manner around her brother’s neck as his gargantuan cock twitched and spurted again and again. Shaad lifted his face and whispered, “Meenu …Meenu….Meenu.”
Sameena thought nothing more romantic could have been said over and above her brother’s whispers of her name while he was still cumming inside her as a token of his surrender to his younger sister.
Sameena felt her dam broke and she exploded with her last orgasm tearing her body apart and she could do nothing but cling to her brother who was now kissing her all over her beautiful face.
Sameena fought and lost as her last climax brought her to her knees. She did not know that she whispered like a mantra, “Bhaiyaa I love you…. I love you…. Bhaiyaa, Bhaiyaa.”
She was not aware as her older brother kissed her mouth and licked the drool from the corner of her mouth. She did not feel when he kissed her beautiful nose and ran his tongue all along her exquisitely beautiful nostrils eventually fucking her each nostril with his tongue as she grappled with her mind bending orgasm. Both brother and sister whispered sweet nothings to each other until they both recovered.
Sameena slowly came to and smiled inwards as her loving brother made love to her beautiful nose. Sameena felt this very personal and sensual. She tightened her clasping arms around her brother’s neck sending her love in an unspoken manner. He responded back by gently biting on the tip of her nose making her giggle.
“Bhaiyaa you can kill me like this,” Sameena complemented her brother who had fucked her like this countless times.
Shaad licked deep inside his sister’s nostril few times before he pulled his tongue and kissed her firmly and whispered, “Making love to you is a blessing and my love will never be any less when you decide to go away to start your own family.”
Sameena whispered in a choking voice, “Bhaiyaa please. I do not want to think about that. I know we can not live together forever, but for now all I want to do is live with you, Nasim and dad.”
Shaad kissed his sister repeatedly like a small child who needs fatherly love after suffering a fall.
Sameena was not surprised when her brother lifted her in his arms still impaled on his barely softened monstrosity of a penis and climbed up on the bed until they both were resting on the pillows. He slowly pulled out of his sister’s overflowing cunt making her wince. Shaad held his sister in his arms, who held him back in her arms.
“Shaad Bhai, aapkaa lund abhee bhee bhooka hai,” Sameena kissed her older brother’s nose on its tip.
“Meenu, meray lund ko ub tumhaari gaand maarnee hai.”
Sameena giggled like a happy little girl. She knew how much her brother loved to torture her ass with his monster. She was aware of the time and she was wise to the fact, with long experience, that her brother could not be satisfied with her ass in the time left before dinner.
“Bhaiyaa, abhee hamaaray paas time nahin hai. Main dinner kay baad raat ko aapkay suite may aa jaaooingee. I plan to work from home tomorrow. Mujhay aap saree raat torture kar sakatay hain.”
Shaad gleefully kissed his younger sister, “I too have no appointment until afternoon. How much time do we have before dinner?”
Sameena kissed his older brother, who had been like a father to her during her growing years, like a naughty schoolboy, “Time enough for one quick fuck. You have to promise me it will be a quick one.”
Shaad smiled enigmatically in reply and rolled his sister on her back. He soon covered her voluptuous body with his huge heavy frame. His rampant monster cock poised at the soft, fluffy, wet entrance of her cunt.
Sameena sighed with happiness and love and kissed her brother as she felt him thrust his mammoth penis steadily inside her cum filled tender cunt.
