For the readers who had not read the first four chapters:
I, Kamala in 40s, am a beautiful village woman with necessary curves. My boobs are 36DD full with pride, posing straight like two mountains and my abs also in exact shape so as to make all younger or older people to take a look again.
I narrated every thing to my darling husband, what my cousin Kumar did to me. My husband also had nodded now everything. More than that, he had encouraged me to find a young fucker within the family circle to make my sex life spicy.
So, I decided to go to my cousin as well as classmate, Selvi's house in the next village, in search of a helping hand and to tell her about my experience with my younger brother, Kumar and slowly open the ideas of my husband.
Selvi welcomed with great enthusiasm. She told me what happened in the 2 years before her marriage,
I asked Selvi, "All were in one house. There were three females, you Selvi, your mom and aunt. Three males, your uncle, your younger brother Ram and your younger cousin brother Anand were there. Who fucked who at that night and who were the viewers?"
"Yes, the numbers were equal, but all the three wanted to fuck me. It was accepted unanimously, as my mom and my aunt had got the show already with Ram, Anand and my uncle. It was the great first night for me and was celebrated with exuberance with three husbands β my uncle in 40s, my younger cousin as well as his son Anand and also my younger brother Ram in their teens, that too before marriage. My mom and aunt were the spectators," Selvi replied.
I, Kamala could not hide my jealousy; I said, "You got three monster cocks in your pussy at the same time gives much envy on you."
Selvi's mom intervened, "Ok babes, come on, have the dinner and we will continue after that."
This was the end of chapter 04.
After dinner, I, Kamala with Selvi and her mom resumed the talk about the great first night of Selvi.
Instead of Selvi, her mom started, "That night was the beginning of the union of both the families. My cousin, his son and my son all selected only Sevli for the great night. To be frank, I and my cousin sister were somewhat disappointed, as even our sons had not selected us. But, in the joyful mood, we didn't object and let the proceedings as it were.
I saw the proud in Selvi's actions. I and my cousin sister decorated Selvi with my wedding sari. The three husbands were in the hall and we brought Selvi from room to the hall.
Selvi got blessings from me, my cousin sister and also from my cousin brother as well as her uncle, who was also one of her husband in the show. They selected Ram, my son and younger brother of Selvi, to touch her first. I was able to see the ecstasy in both Ram's and Selvi's eyes; I thought both of them might have wanted it secretly in their minds already."
Selvi then took over and said, "I was in heaven; my legs were not on the ground; I felt, I was floating, when my younger brother Ram touched my face, in front of the audience you readers now know. She lifted my face and looked into my eyes. Even though, I had discarded all my inhibitions, I was blushing when I looked at him and found the world of delight in his eyes. His hands slowly caressed my chins and moved towards my lips.
His hand tenderly ran over my lips. He said with the familiar husky masculine voice, "Sister, I was anticipating this day so long. Think you also." I simply nodded and his hands went around me to embrace. My whole body came to contact with Ram; he was hot and really hot. But he told me, "Selvi, you are so hot." Then only, I understood that I was also.
The aroma in the hall was exceedingly erratic, as my other two husbands, my mom and aunt were observing the happenings and encouraging my brother Ram, by clapping their hands. I felt Ram's hands caressing my butts; his right hand moved smoothly over the curve and parted the lobes to enter in to the valley from behind.
The touch of his finger in the pussy from back over my sari, petticoat and panty nearly created the first orgasm with my own young brother; think, it was longing for that so much. So, I tightly hugged him, so that it was not exposed to the audience; but it went in vain, as his fingers danced there superbly with the in and out actions and I was trembling ferociously. Ram whispered in my ears, "What a start my dear sister!" The laughter of all the viewers was heard by me as if I were in a longer distance; my legs lost their strength. My body was in total control of my Ram.
He slowly turned me and I was facing others with Ram on my back. His left hand was wandering in the vacant area in between my blouse and petticoat; right hand turned my face towards him and my lips were close to his lips. I could feel his warm breath; my lips were slowly encroached by his lips. The hand in the vacant area encircled my navel and one finger went in and out; then the hand drifted towards my left boob after caressing the entire area. While the hand was inching up I could sense the hardness of my nipple which was pressing hard against the blouse and a little bit of pain with ecstasy."
I Kamala, interfered, "Selvi, what a lucky girl you are. Enjoying with your own brother, in front of your family members, should have been breathtaking and incredible episode."
Selvi, not at all disturbed by my words, added, "The feel of his broad palm over my boobs even though over my bra and blouse and the attention received by my nipples with his fingers were incredible to say least. Then, Anand came in front of me; his hands slowly took the pallu of my sari and removed the sari.
So, I stood there in petticoat and blouse in front of honourable audience. My own younger brother Ram was duly caressing my boobs and tasting my lips from behind. Anand slowly took charge of my right boob; standing in front of me, he was kneading my right boob with his left hand and the right hand was hovering leisurely towards the centre of pleasure.
With a lot of pride, I can tell all of you even now; I am the most blessed sister in the universe, standing in the living room with only petticoat and blouse with the following happenings in front of β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦.
My younger brother Ram, standing behind, was caressing my left boob with his left hand and my younger cousin Anand, standing in front of me, was squeezing my right boob with his left hand, ofcouse over the bra and blouse; Ram's right hand was exploring my navel.