My Story #3 - Sanchari's Sister

The stories to be described are all from a time I was more than eighteen years of age. No person in this story is less than eighteen years of age.

Am not a writer by any level of imagination nor a literature student, so the stories being told will have wordings as they appear in my mind. I just want to jot down my story, from 19 till date, without trying to write my sexual autobiography.

Someone anonymous has kindly commented that the stories I am writing here would have got much higher ratings if I declare them to be fictional. That comment to me was interesting as in this short life I have had till date, I have found truth to be much harder to believe that pure cooked up unadulterated fiction having no remote relation with what can and does happen in real life.

I would also request all my readers to spare a few minutes and write whatever they felt after reading the stories, if possible.

Though each part till now can be read individually, I would suggest that the reader goes chronologically as it would perhaps help them to understand the happenings better. Till now, those will be

My Life #1

My Life #2 - Sanchari's sister

This is the third part of the story.

The

other story, "Violated" is from recent times and happens about 20 years later.

Continuing from:-

Sanchari winked and said "Long story but I will tell you only if at least one of you licks my pussy like I licked Rani's. Now decide who will."

All of us were shocked to hear her. Till then, no one had any sexual experience other than the mutual finger masturbation that we did after we started our study circle. Everyone was silent, avoiding and looking at someone else as if by looking, she will agree to start licking Sanchari's pussy.

Sanchari started grinning and said "Try na. I promise, once you know how to lick pussy and get your pussy licked, you will want it every day till you die."

Finding no one else taking the dare, I volunteered and said "I'll do it" and started removing the skirt, blouse and bra I wore. Already my skirt and part of my blouse/ bra were wet with my juices and my panties were lying on the floor dirty after Sanchari pulled them off and threw away. I was actually planning to borrow a sari or something from Sanchari to go home and was a bit scared that when I lick her, she will also pour out like I did and my dress will be completely ruined by her juices and I'll look as sticky as she was now.

Sanchari suddenly held me by my face and kissed me directly on my lips and before I could say anything, she pushed her tongue inside me and started kissing me harder and pushing her spit in my mouth. Her mouth tasted bitter sweet with a slight odour of something I have smelled before but couldn't recollect what. It wasn't a bad taste I would say but not a very good one either. She suddenly left me and said "This is how your pussy tastes. I have tasted mine yesterday and it's similar so you should not have any problem." Saying that she removed her wet top, bra, shorts and panties and we both were nude. I noticed she too was clean shaven like I am though previously when we masturbated each other last, she had a curly bush.

Having volunteered, I didn't know how to start.

Sanchari grinned and said "Come on - am I so sexy that you will stare at me whole day?"

I just somehow mumbled "I don't know what to do."

Sanchari said "Just lie on the bed and keep your eyes closed. I'll do the rest."

I followed her instructions and lied straight on her bed. I felt I was blushing as I had never been seen fully nude by so many before. Before I could let the thought go further, I felt a wet set of lips kissing me again, pushing her tongue in my mouth and licking inside my mouth all over again.

Only once before a boy had pecked my lips but I didn't feel comfy. This girl2girl full lip2toungue kissing felt different and I was not sure how I felt about it but decided not to protest.

She suddenly left me, asked me to keep eyes closed and I could feel her turning on my body, her stomach area pushing my tiny boobs, her large boobs crushing on me and push her lips on my puss, open it with her fingers and lick me deeeeeeeep with her tongue. Simultaneously, I felt a known smell hitting my nose and lips and before I knew, her wet open lipped pussy landed on my lips and she said "Just lick my puss as I am doing yours."

I tried opening my eyes and could see nothing but her two huge buttocks and the hole between them and was having problems to breathe as her whole shaved landing was on my nose and my mouth was fully covered by her puss. Simultaneously, the pleasant tickling feel was rising from my clit again and lips beyond and I decided to do what she asked. I somehow pushed my nose out, took a deep air dig in and closing my breath and followed her lick by lick.

By my second lick, which went from her clit to the valley between her puss lips right through her pee point to her hole, I licked long and felt a never tasted sweet taste and was not sure if I liked it, loved it or hated it but knew am liking licking that soft valley of hers and continued with slight moaning noises coming from my pussy end and then involuntarily, from my end as well.

This was possibly my deepest sexual experience till then. I had thought about men after their touching me in public transport but never thought my puss will be first licked by a girl of my age or that I will be fully nude and licking a girl one day in full view of other girls who had started cheering us by then.

The sheer kinkiness of what was happening went to my head and before I knew anything, I felt my orgasm rush up and maybe to control that that feeling overpowering me, I took my hands out and held her ass hard and pushed my face and lips into her pussy and started licking biting scrawling her. In a second, I could feel myself licking something fluid something sticky becoming something juicy and with the taste going from slightly sweet to slightly sour and I lapped it up that something without thinking one bit as fast as I could.

Sanchari possibly was having the same feeling as she tried her best to move out of my hands clutching her body and simultaneously eating my slit up like a possessed woman and we both within a few second hit our top and screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" together.

I felt completely drained out. I never had such orgasms one after the other before and it took me some time to come back to my senses. Sanchari slowly got down and lied beside me.

She then kissed me softly again and said "Nah, I taste better than I thought."

I just somehow uttered between my pants "Yep, you do. Lucky me you didn't give me a facewash like I did."

We both giggled and she pecked me again.

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Roma said "So????"

"Nothing - I grew up in two days more than I have in past 19 years." Said Sanchari.

We patiently waited till she began "Didi told me in detail why she had to marry and why their relations are so strained. Am still not sure if I should tell you the full details, but anyway."

"Few months ago, she went on an old college friends' trip to Shantiniketan. She was not interested but they insisted and as such, she somehow got the permission from our parents and went.

"The trip went fine, was fun till the last night before return when they had a booze party at a bar. Some others joined and she got drunk and incoherent very fast. She suddenly found herself completely surrounded by unknown faces and before she knew anything, she was gang raped in a dirty room more than once and doesn't even remember what happened clearly.

"Next day, she got several videos from an unknown number of whatever happened with her with her face and nude body clearly showing but no one else could be recognized by her in the frames. A message accompanied asking her to wait

"She did not tell about what happened to anyone, stopped going out and wanted to tell her now husband of what had happened clearly before he married her but he didn't want to hear anything about her past and asked her to forget all about whatever she had done till then. He repeatedly said it's irrelevant to him if she had one or more than one boyfriends in the past but just wanted her complete allegiance from her from that point. She tried again but he brusquely stopped her and she had no choice but to agree and make a promise as he wanted.

"The day came, she was married to him and next day, she was taken to his house.

"During her reception party at her husband's home, a man from her college whose advances she had rejected a year ago came as an invitee from the groom's end. He behaved perfectly normally with her but after the party was over, at night, her nightmare started. "He asked her how she knew the fellow. She told the truth about his proposal and her rejection etc. done years ago. Then he took out his phone and opened a video where she was being fucked by that same man in that dingy room in which she looked just lying and getting fucked without protest with the date and time being clearly of a few months before. She was then shown videos of 3 4 even 5 men fucking her repeatedly on the same date similarly and asked straight why she lied to him before marriage. He was again not interested to know that she was gang raped and that it was possibly the planned revenge of that man she rejected. He now asked her how many boyfriends she had before marriage. She truthfully replied two and said she has no relations with them anymore to which he said "This night then must be your pre wedding enjoyment night. Not one of the videos shows you are being raped or that you were not interested. Nice to know I have married a purebred randi (slut). From now on, every day, I'll make you regret your cheating me. ".

"The gist of what happened next, you all know. Last night, we two stayed in her room and as a parting gift, she taught me the pleasure of what I did with Rani today. She also shaved my puss today morning before she left.

"Didi said she was going back to him as he was threatening her that one of these days he will fuck me in front of her as a revenge and that he was serious, she realized after she saw him hunting for my bra straps while hugging me and pressing my boobs hard on his chest.

We just didn't know what to say and sat mum, together.

After some time, we somehow became normal.

I had a bath as I was feeling very smelly and dirty and borrowed a sari blouse petticoat from Sanchari's didi's collection whose sizes more or less matched mine and left for home.

To be continued...