One liner to the first 3 segments
"I had incestuous rough sex with my huge boobed widowed young aunt and later with her similarly equipped elderly sister, all during the funeral of my dead uncle... Shabina and Rubina were made eskimo sisters ..."
Please read the previous segments to better understand this part.
Rubina continues
I opened my eyes after Saurav had ejaculated his huge load in my now extended belly and I could sense someone was seeing us and there was gasp like sound at the door.
I was frightened to my wit's end.
What if Saurav' s parents had seen us?
Did they come back so soon?
I whispered my fears to Saurav and he looked anxious.
We wiped the kitchen floor as best as we could & dressed ourselves. My pussy pulsed and ached severely with the rough action and I was barely able to stand straight.
I now remembered dear Shabina as she walked in from the gate yesterday evening and she was like me now.
Oh Saurav, you will be the pretty sinful death of both of us ...
We closed the kitchen door from outside and went to the hallway and checked each room but all were empty till we reached the last one, Shabina's ...
When we saw her door locked from inside, the whole event flashed in front of me. It was my sister who had seen us!
I was relieved it wasn't his parents or the workers...
I knocked twice and she opened the door after a long time. She looked pale and sweaty and she must have been crying as her eyes were red. She just opened the door and turned back to her bed and sat down. Saurav was not entering inside but I pulled him in and locked the room.
I went and sat near her and Saurav pulled up a chair in front of us and was intently looking at the window avoiding her eyes.
I asked Shabina not to worry as Saurav loved her too much to leave her. That was when Shabina looked up into his eyes to confirm if that's true.
He nodded sincerely and took her hand in his.
I kept my hand on the top of theirs .
Shabina was wearing a blood red Kameez with a black dupatta and she looked so beautiful that for a moment we all forgot it was Iddah for her ...
I whispered in her ear that Saurav will satisfy our needs in every way from now one and we are indebted to him.
Her face brightened for the first time and I could understand the magnetic pull that Saurav has on her ... no wonders we ladies are willing to pour out our life, our dignity, our love to him... He was our fucking God.
I turned to Saurav and said to him his final birthday present is ready for him now ...
"You have to fuck both of us together ... first you punish your busty little aunt and then you get to rape your even bustier little mommy"
He needed no hint as he almost tore apart his shirt at the proposal and looked at my shy sister with a lust that only predators have.
"I am really sorry my boobs are not as big or give out milk as my elder sister, Saurav ... But they are still pretty big, right? Do what you wish Saurav..."
Shabina had undressed by now and he was pulling her one inch nipples and causing her legs to buckle as she orgasmed.
I helped him pull down his boxers, revealing his 11-inch pussy killer ready to launch...
I moved behind Shabina and hold her boobs and Saurav put his cock between them and spat for some lubrication.
"Fuck her slutty big tits Saurav"
I said as I pressed and moved her boobs as Shabina was moaning with pleasure ...
We were using Shabina's body like a sex toy. It felt amazing, but his glazed eyes said he wanted a lot more.
He took her in his arms, lifting her completely off the floor, and carried her to the diwan bed (A bed base which is constructed of a wooden frame surrounded by material which sits on the floor).
"Oh god!"
she cried, her body quivering in anticipation.
"I'm such a whore! Please don't rape me, Saurav!"
He threw her on the side like a doll, grabbing her by the waist - he could wrap his hands all the way around her tiny body. I crawled over and, while positioning his huge cock at the entrance to her slippery pussy, I whispered to him,
"
Fuck her, till she passes out."
Saurav needed no prodding. His cock was dripping precum on Shabina's belly like a dog's tongue when it sees its favourite cookie.
He stabbed with such a force that we both fell over.
She screamed in pleasure and began to buck her hips to meet his thrusts. As he kept drilling, I would alternate between deep, passionate kisses and whispers of naughty encouragement:
"AHHHHH! BABY YES AAAHHHH! RIGHT THERE AAAHHHHHHH! OOOOHHHHH! YES, THAT FEELS GOOD! AAAAAAHHH! HARDER HARDER! AAAAHHHHH."
Her vagina pulsed around his cock, he was going faster and deeper than he intended to. She screamed every time he gets deeper than before.
"Oh god, watching your beautiful boner fucking her is making me so hot."
I said.
As if she were made of elastic, Saurav flipped her over, her huge boobs flopping around as he did. She was bent over the Diwan and he entered her from behind. Her heavenly ass jiggled with each brutal stroke of his cock.
Without stopping, he looked over at me and pulled me by my hair and bit my tongue like a mad beast. With his two big hands, he tore my Kameez from neck to belly and ripped apart my poor worn bra. He was really getting into a fast pace now, acknowledging the fact that he had two lavish, top-heavy women - completely at his sexual disposal.
He started to really pound his cock into Shabina - now in the midst of yet another orgasm - as he stared at my exposed milkbags. Without stopping the rape-like fuck, he suckled milk from my teat. I moaned loudly and soon the entire house filled with the sounds of fucking, moaning and the occasional shriek of searing pain from Shabina as he kept invading into her boiling intestines.
The painful howls were too much for Saurav and he was shooting rope after rope into his aunt's bloodied pussy.
As he came down from his orgasm, he realized Shabina had fainted. He pulled her body off his still-rock-hard cock and placed her on the bed.
"It's your turn, Mommy."
He turned to me with his monster cock coated with blood and cum.
"
Oh god, sweetie! I hope you've enjoyed your birthday present: your aunt and your loving "Mommy". We're both your little sex dolls, ready to be raped like sleazy whores whenever and wherever you have the urge
."
We kept at it until my eyes started blurring and our bodies were glistened with sweat and cum.
By now Shabina showed some life in her and was leaning sideways on her hand and was seeing us with unabated lust. Her pussy was still leaking blood mixed cum from where Saurav had deposited his huge loads. She still wanted more!
Just then we heard the car crawling up the driveway to our villa. It was already 7 and we had lost count of the time.
Saurav picked up his clothes in a hurry and we sat on the bed disoriented. Shabina and I decided to use the bathroom in the room to wash and clean ourselves, while Saurav ran to his room and pretended to be asleep.
We decided to meet after dinner to talk.
I continue
The hallway was dark and the rooms bolted when I ran back to my room. There were 4 attendants waiting near the huge iron gate to welcome the guests and my parents. Everything seemed to be ok and I hoped no one will ask for my presence immediately.
I crept to the attached bathroom; opened the hot shower and lied back on the tub and let the water wash away all the stains of my tryst with the ladies.
There was a bad rugburn on my dickhead and it was painful when the hot water touched it. I kept squirming and hoped the pain will subside eventually for me to walk straight.
I made a mental note to muff slap the crack whore sisters next time before I enter their butt holes.
I spent around half an hour in the shower, applied loads of Aloe Vera balm to the chafed skin around my groin, shoulder and chest where the sisters had scratched and bit hard while I ravaged their pussy.
The very thought made my cock stiff again... "
This isn't the time buddy
" I patted it back to sleep ...
I went without an underwear as it was too painful where it touched the burnt skin and thought of wearing a typical Kachha (loose Indian drawers, worn under a Sarong like Dhoti).
I put on a silk embroidered gold Sherwani (long coat-like garment worn in the Indian subcontinent, very similar to a British frock coat) and a black Dhoti below, complete with traditional Jutti (leather, silver embroidered footwear).
The man looking back at me from across the mirror looked positively royal, almost a crown prince.