At tihar festival sex
1On Tihar Tika Day, I was at Sanima's house. I had no reservations. Sanima's daughter (sister) was getting ready to tickle her brother. Sister Sneha is 20 years old. The beauty of the clothes and the need to take photos with each new dress. He had been photographed in different clothes since morning. She used to come and change her clothes.
Finally she came wearing a one piece. The white one piece showed off her thighs and part of her bum. By making him sit on a chair, he started teaching him to pose with his legs crossed. Sometimes her pink panties were visible. And he taught me how to make sexier poses. He didn't know that her poses were sexy.
As Tika's evening approached, she entered the bathroom to take a shower. A view of the interior was visible through the keyhole of the bathroom. The problem was, the bathroom door was visible from the living room. There was someone going on in the living room. Everyone was on top because the Tika was worn on the top and bottom barands.
As my sister entered the bathroom, I started looking in through the door. Such an opportunity had not arisen before. The fear of someone coming from above, and the thought of the possible scene inside the bathroom made my heart flutter. Even the legs started to tremble while standing.
After entering the bathroom, he opened the tap to mix cold water with the hot water in the bucket. Then she took off her trouser, took off her panty and put it on the clothes hanger on the wall. Take off the t-shirt. When the white samiz was removed, the milk stretched on top, came down like rubber. The sight of the milk spilled made me feel even more anxious.
The sister's grandson had a bush of hair around him. The armpit hair was cut. When she was dressed, she looked as young as her sister, but when she was naked, she looked like an adult young woman. He looked at the shriveled back, the bulging lower belly, the plump breasts, and the equally plump chalk butt, one by one. After undressing, she sat on the toilet pan. Urinate again. When he got up from the pan, urine was still dripping from his penis.
Started pouring water on the naked body. Kathmandu's winter was over. Soap directly on the putty. Puti and wash with soap and water. For 2-3 minutes, she sat on the floor and cleaned it. Then wash the body 2-4 times with water. No soap at all. Whisk the milk 2-3 times.
Take out the box. She looked at the opposite side and put it on. And understand. Both clothes clung to the wet body. Put on a t-shirt, and trouser, she went out. I ran to the sofa and sat down.
"It's not time to get vaccinated," she said with a smile. Saw his sister's world for the first time. My mind was still reeling. It seemed that the way he looked at his sister had changed. Now he had seen everything. All that remains is to imagine. After seeing the shape and color of milk, puti and chalk, I started to imagine his parts that I had just seen, even when he came forward wearing clothes.
'It's happening..', I said.
As soon as I saw my sister, I wanted to say, 'I saw everything about you'. But she could not say for fear of what she thought.
If I saw my sister's secret, she must have seen mine too. I wanted to show my love to him. My sister wanted to see my laddo.
She used to come to my room. I started making plans. One morning I saw him coming towards my room. I hastily unzipped my trousers, unzipped my t-shirt, and unzipped my underwear. Lado was also instantly frozen. She entered through the door. I was pretending to look for underwear by turning my head to the other side. He looked for a few seconds, and I turned my head to look at him. He acted as if he was thirsty, and he covered the broken leg with his hand.
You have to close the door and change it...', feeling ashamed, she went out immediately.
I quickly got dressed and went back later.
"What did you see, you forgot everything?", he started pretending to be clever. She kept laughing and laughing.
"No, I didn't see anything...", he said. And ran to her room.
The next day she was sitting on the steps leading to the roof, basking in the sun. She was using her mobile phone.
How much do you use mobile phone? What are you doing?'
“Instagram driven,” she said with a smile.
'Who did you message?', I asked.
'Posts scrolled, scrolled and sat...', she said.
"You have to send a message..Haven't you made a girlfriend?",
"No,.. nothing.. Bhukka Tant ho..", she said with a smile.
'Why you?'
"I don't mind," she said.
"Okay, if you don't want to, why make it?"
In the evening we reached Baneshwar Chowk to eat pani puri. Boys would stare at his chest as he walked along the road.
'What do others think of us when we walk like this?', I asked.
"Well...someone might say 'wife's girlfriend'," she said.
'Do we look like that?', I asked.
'What do I know..', she said shyly.
After dinner I entered the room. He kept his phone charged in my room. After finishing the kitchen work, she came to the room to take the phone. I was sitting there pretending to change my clothes, looking completely naked.
'Abui...', I tried to cover Lado in a panic. He quickly ran away from the mobile charge.
The second time I showed him my black lado, my mind did not calm down.
One after another, a provocative fantasy began to flow.
We went to Baneshwar Chowk to eat Pani Puri the next day.
"Forget what you saw yesterday...", I said.
'How to forget,..', she said with a laugh.
"Tell me what you saw yesterday...", I asked.
What kind of person are you? she said.
"Have you seen a boy before?" I asked.
"It wasn't..."
How did you feel?
'Bad..'
'Why?'
'Black..', she said. Difficult to talk
After finishing the kitchen work in the evening, she entered my room again. He was thinking that he will not enter now. As soon as he realized that he had penetrated, he pulled down his trouser and took out the lado and started using it. He sat as if he did not see him.
'Dada..what did you do?', she said slowly.
"Oi...", I sighed. And he said, "It's nothing.. You saw everything that I shouldn't have seen, you didn't even show me."
"Ah... now that's all that's left," she said.
"And.. I want to see, don't show me, I'll see, I haven't seen it yet, how would you like to see it," I said.
"I don't show.. I'm gone...", he tried to go.
"Sneha... please don't show... just for a moment.. and go.", I said getting up from the bed.
"Wow.. what will others say if they see..."
'It's a matter of 5 seconds... just show the bubu above... it's quick...!'
He stopped for a while while using his mobile phone. And Pulakka looked at me.
"Don't tell anyone," she said, holding up the T-shirt and the shirt together and showing the milk. In less than 2 seconds she disappeared from the room.
The next day only Sneha was cutting potatoes in the kitchen.
"Oi.. I didn't look good yesterday.. show me in the light now.", I whispered in his ear.
"Mummy come now..", she said shyly.
"I touch the check from the outside."
'Um…', she pondered… looking out the door. There was no one outside.
"Let's go.." she gave permission.
He slowly grabbed the milk from outside her t-shirt. Milk that has risen, what a rule when you hold it. And squeeze another milk.
"Mummy..mummy..", he panicked.
By the time Sanima entered the kitchen, I had gone and sat on the chair. Sneha was back to cutting potatoes. Children survived.
Sanima drank water and went back downstairs.
He jumped from the chair and approached Sneha.
"You are cooking vegetables, I am looking outside and touching it..."
"Look outside, don't let anyone see...", she agreed that day.
He sat behind Sneha. He started to knead the milk with both his hands.
"What a pain, don't do it slowly...", she said while bowing her body.
Did it hurt?
'No...'
He slipped his hand under her t-shirt.
'What a cold hand!'
"Don't wait, after putting it inside..."
He started playing with his milk jugs. And started buying milk. He was out of breath. Vegeta was also running in name only. Low mercury.
At noon, when the business was over, he reached the kitchen.
"Nanu, don't even look below..."
"Oh, if someone comes, you don't even bother to dress."
"I'll run from outside."
"It's quick..."
I licked his trouser from outside. He took hold of his sister's tender penis, and began to rub it.
She leaned her back on my chest. After a while, Anand started making small noises. …um…um….uh….uh….
trouser, and put his hand inside the panty. Spreading the thick hair, he reached his hand up to the boy. It was wet. Slippery water filled hands. Puti started smiling. My sister was completely on my back. From below came the sound of Sanoba speaking upstairs. I left the kitchen. My sister's hand was full of slippery water, I wanted to lick it.
After dinner, Sneha was lounging on the roof, using her mobile. I climbed up.
Dake in the corner of the roof. And started doing the morning chores.
There was no fear of anyone coming to the roof at this time. Sanoba had already slept in the evening. Sanima will wake up at once in the morning after sleeping.
I made my sister lie down on the cold floor of the roof, opened her trouser, took off her pantyhose, and started sucking.
By 11 pm I had made her completely naked.
There were houses on the left and right, and bikes could be heard screeching on the road below. It was completely quiet.
I fell on my sister's tall body and kissed her. Sister hurt said.
Covering her sister's mouth with one hand, she began to caress him.
He kept his mouth shut, saying, "It will stop hurting." Aiya Aiya was what others could hear in the stillness of the night.
After about five minutes of pounding on her sister's grandson, she stopped saying Aiya. White fusi sprinkled in sister's milk. She wiped herself with Samij and put on her clothes. Until 1 am we were kissing and sitting warm in each other's arms.
At tihar festival sex
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Reviewed by jawani
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December 08, 2023
Rating: 5
