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He stared at the beautiful face of that woman. He got dumbfounded. His face got moistened by perspiration at that moment Sree Lakshmi opened her eyes to look directly at boy�s face who was kneading her breast like an amateur and drinking the milk which was meant to her little baby. Her already white face turned paler blood running through her face seemed to be drained off. She felt like fainting.

She seemed to perspire and Sree Hari you� Sree Lakshmi whispered at the boy who was laying on her body half naked both stared at each other, unable to utter even a sound.

Memoires of Sree Hari:

I was the only son of my parents I heard many times that I was borne after lot of prayers and pilgrimage by my father and mother. I was born after a long time, nearly 11 years after my �chechi�(elder sister) was borne. My parents wanted another child after the first but some how, their desire was not full filled.

My sister was like my second mother. I admired and respected her like my mother. The age difference was the main reason for that. She was my role model when she studied well and got the job in the bank at an younger age, I also decided to study well and aimed to get a better job than she got. So I hard worked a lot and my parents were always happy about this. I became very sad when my sister married off about ten years back.

I was only seven years when her marriage solemnized. We always keep in touch and I was also aware of every moment in their life. I got admission with scholarship in one of the most famous school in Ernakulam, after passing out from the 10th standard. The school was a hub of smart and high class rich parents. I was admitted in the boarding as the school was about forty kilometers from my home and travelling up and down through the heavy traffic in the morning and evening was very tedious and energy consuming.

More over I got a scholarship, so my father could afford to send me in this high class school in the boarding, three students were allotted a single room. The room was big enough to accommodate three people. The room buddies I got were identical twins. One was Aamil and the other Aalim. The first day I understood that they were Muslims as they would do �namaz� five times a day. They were very easy going boys and we became friends immediately.

They were not bright in study and a carelessness is always there in their attitude. They got admission in this school only because of the power of money which their father contributed as donation. They were also spendthrift. They would spend money like water. They even make lot of money by doing some business an addition to the huge amount they get as pocket money from their father in every month.

They do not care about studies as they know they would eventually take over the business empire which his father now look after but they did not disturb me in my studies. They would mostly out of room when I study in the evening they would not wake up till 8�clock in the morning. They were very friendly with me when they came to know that I am a vegetarian, they even stopped eating beef or any meat, when I am with them.

Soon after joined them in the school, I came to know that they are not like the other boys of their age. They indulge in many activities in which only an adult indulge in. I came to know that in many Sundays or when ever they got a chance, they would visit brothels. I tried advice them. But all my effort went in vain and instead they tried to teach me about sex by giving me their erotic books, trying to make me indulge in their conversation about sex and showing me porn movies in their lap top but I always tried to resist.

It was after one year, when we were in plus two, I overheard about a beautiful lady they met in some brothel some times ago. Many times I overheard about that woman, but I didn�t put much interest in that. One day, when I was studying, they started arguing about that woman again. I listened to them unknowingly what they were telling. I will marry her if she gives her consent, even if she is a bit older and you know Aalim, she has been entrapped by that bitch Susan.

She was such an innocent house wife!! She was weeping when she narrated the story to me! Was she? How? Oh! That�s a long story. I will tell you later and we were her first men other than her husband and I felt very sorry for her when she told me about how deeply she love her husband and how bad she was feeling for cheating her husband ooh! I also felt on that day that she was not that kind of woman.�

Then there was a deep silent both brothers were thinking deepily. I know about that woman. At last Aamil break his silent and declared I am going to renew my offer what enquired Aalim. I am going to marry her. I will ask her on next Sunday. I will kill that bitch Susan if she stand in between Declare Aamil but Aamil, It is impossible. I also like her and but she has a husband and a kid and she will not leave them for you. More over, she is a high class Hindu woman and our parents and community will never allow this to happen.

You will be thrown out of house, if you do so even though, I will marry her. If she gives her consent. I will marry her and I am even ready to receive her kids. I want to produce lots of children through her and I will give her love like nobody ever has given but I don�t think she will ever agree even if she agrees to leave her husband, the religion will be a great problem. I will ask her to convert into Islam.

We all are converted I mean our great fore fathers. If she agrees, I don�t think it�d be a great problem to convince our parents and community such a beautiful woman, I haven�t seen in our community and every body would appreciate me, rather, if I convert such a beautiful, high caste Hindu Nair woman into our religion. Argued Aamil enthusiastically.

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Entrapment Of a Married Woman p10

Maybe, If happens so, I will also join you to marry her and do you have any problem, brother? No, we are one, buddy. We came into this world together and we will marry and enjoy together replied Aalim. Study well buddy, it is not an age to marry I entered in the conversation between them. Ohh you will also leave the study and thinking about her when you see that woman. replied Aamil.

Exactly agreed Aalim I haven�t seen such a beautiful woman in my life. What a lucky guy her husband would be. How beautiful the kids would be, if we could produce through her and the conversation led into more praising of that woman then eventually they started describing the woman part by part and er long black knee length hair, her milky white body, her round and firm breasts, black mole exactly in between the breast mounts.

The reddish black nipples, narrow hips, round big buttocks, shapy fatty legs, a black mole on her left white thigh, blue veins passing through the breasts and thighs, her eyes, nose etc. I tried to cover my crotch with my left palm. My manhood was jumping up and down. A big tent was formed on my lungi in the back yard of my mind, there was a sling under current of hatred feeling was there, who insulted her family and my religion.

Don�t get embarrassed kid, don�t try to cover your man. I also felt like in your position, when we first see her on Susan�s house. Are we, Aamil? You only heard about her. Aamil released himself in his trouser when he saw her round buttocks which was covered by long silky hair.� Aalim said with smile. Don�t mention that so often, Aalim. I will kill you.� Aamil said in mock anger.

I also started fantasizing about that unknown woman. How beautiful she would be. How her body parts actually looked like. I even started masturbating by thinking about that faceless woman after that incident, I always listened and engaged in their conversation, when ever they mentioned about that women. I heard later from disappointed Aamil that the woman did not agree with their proposal to marry.

She refused to leave her family for them. I developed a strong urge to meet that woman who is an insult to my caste. I always developed a strong erection when ever I think about that woman. The brothers noticed my interest they encouraged me to visit her and try to do some wild things and break my virginity. They even offered to pay my cash to visit her at last I gave my consent to loose my virginity.

Only once I decided to cooling down my curiosity, that�s it. More over I don�t have so much money to spend. I have to study well and support my parents but I felt some degree of guilty to visit a prostitute but the strength of curiosity to see that beautiful woman defeated my guilty feeling and I gave my half minded consent to go to her on one fine Sunday morning.

Aalim had gone to one of his relatives at Malappuram as soon as I gave my consent he gave a ring to his brother and told him about my half minded wish. Aalim told Aamil to go immediately as I might change my mind, any time. What an enthusiasm to lead some innocent one into sin.� I thought with smile in my face.

Aamil phoned some one and talked. He told me to get ready for a nice trip on that day only. I wondered by the speed of moving matters. In the farthest corner of my mind, I didn�t have any expectation that I had to go today itself. I will think over again in the car about my decision, I thought.

The bungalow was very beautiful which was situated in between a rubber estate. It was a secluded house and there was not an immediate neighborhood. We were received by a middle aged woman. She was talking freely with Aamil. He told her about me and she looked at me earnestly. I could not even look at her because of shyness.

Aamil led me upstairs. He made me stand outside the door and went inside a room after some times he came back and asked me to go inside. I was still in a dilemma should I go inside? bWhile I was thinking, Aamil pushed me inside. Go buddy, be a man you will definitely like her as I told you, when see her and I heard his voice behind me.

I looked in to the room aircon was running and the growling sound of it could be heard. He felt his heart beat became louder. He looked at the bed. It was nicely arranged and a woman was lying on it. But I could not see her face, as she was lying sideways facing opposite to me. I looked at her. She was naked except a nice black pantie. Obviously, Aamil had done some work on her body and removed her garments.

What a long black beautiful hair she has! It was lying on the bed beside her golden body. I looked at her curves. Her nice round buttocks and legs fascinated me. What a nice body she has!�, I thought. I felt some movement between my legs ooh, It is raising.� My manhood began palpitating under my trouser. I looked at Aamil who was standing near the door, looking at me. He read my excitement and bewilderment in my eyes.

He walked slowly near me come on, enjoy. I am with you, remove your dress, buddy� whispered Aamil while removing his dress. He removed all his cloths immediately but I could only remove my shirt because of shyness. I slowly moved closer to the bed. The woman was still not looking at me. she laid there motionless. Aamil moved his hand on her naked body and started kissing her necks and back. He ended at her curvy hip and after squeezing her buttocks with his right palm, he stand aside.

He looked at me to carry forward his actions. I touched her smooth curve with my right hand and bring my lips closer to her back. �Oh! What an erotic aroma, she has!� I think. I kissed her smooth white hip and slowly moved upward, to her neck. Her fragrance made me more aggressive. I lay beside her on her back. I moved my hand upwards and it reached on the side of her left breast. I could feel it�s softness in my palm. I pressed and started squeezing it.

It was big and my palm was unable to cover that firm and plump tit. I started kissing the side of her breast. The woman moved and she turned aside and lay on her back. I was lying on her white spongy body. I took her nipple between my pips and started sucking it. Her sweet tasty breast milk started pouring in to my mouth. I was squeezing her left boobs with my left hand.

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Entrapment Of a Married Woman p11

I slowly raised my head from her breast to have a look at her beautiful face. All my bold run away from my face. I felt like a hot wind blowing on my face. I could not believe my eyes and it must be a dream! What I am seeing. The woman whose breast I was kneading and licking was my own blood sister! She gave us lot of money recently and now I understood from where that money came. A prostitute! From my own aristocratic family.

They will hang themselves if they ever know that their only daughter is selling her body like a whore. I could see the horrifying look on my sister�s face. Her already white face turned even paler. Sree Hari, you and I heard her whispering. I lay motionless on her body, staring at her. Come on dude, you were doing excellent. I had told you, you would be mesmerized by her obviously, Aamil misinterpreted my facial expressions.

My sister was being fucked by these Muslim studs! They were trying to convert my sister and marry her! They were thinking about impregnate her and making lots of Muslim kids through her!So, it was about her, they speaking about and I was fantasizing about her body, unknowingly! Remove her panties and suck there, Hari and asked Aamil what a bewildering position, I fell into. I thought. I have to suck my own sister�s vagina what should I do?

If I disclose about my relation towards her, I would degrade myself and my sister in front of them. They will not value me any more. What should I do? I looked at my sister�s face under me. I could see an imploring emotion in her face and I slowly lowered my head on her heaving breast, took her left nipple, and started sucking it.

Memoires of Sree Lakshmi

Remove her panties and suck there, Hari� the sound of Aamil pierced my ears. I horrified hearing his voice. My own brother, who I thought as innocent, came to visit a prostitute! And incidentally it happened to be his own sister. He already have seen my naked body, lying on it and kissed it! He already sucked and squeezed my breasts! Now his friend suggests him to remove my panties and suck my private part, which ought to be forbidden to him!

I looked at Hari imploringly. But he misunderstood it. Instead of getting off from my body by giving some excuse, he took my nipple in his mouth and start sucking it. He placed his mouth between my cleavage and start licking it. Aamil kept on giving him directions. Hari moved downwards and inserted his tongue inside my deep naval and started rotating it inside. He seized both side of my panties with his both hands and started sliding downwards.

He looked at my red vagina for a moment and licked it slowly. He gradually increased the pace. An electric current passed through my whole body. He licked my inner thighs keeping on of his hands on my left boob and give my friend a good blow job, Sree Lakshmi asked Aamil and I looked at my brother. I could get a blurred view of my brother because my eyes were filled with tears. He stared at me and slowly lies on the bed and closes his eyes.

I looked at his crotch; he was still on his trousers. I involuntarily unhooked the trouser and pulled it downwards. There was a tent formed on his cream underwear. I closed my eyes and slowly pulled down his underwear. I opened my eyes. I found his cock sprang out from the clutches of his underwear. It was about just 6 inches long, far shorter than the twin brothers but it was thick like a beer bottle.

It amazed her. Her own brother was keeping such a thick cock hiding inside his trouser and I lowered my head to his crotch and tried to take his manhood inside my mouth. It was very difficult to swallow his cock in her small mouth. I licked the red end of his penis with my red tongue and it his penis became thicker. I felt one hand behind my head and pulling towards his crotch. I stunned, understanding that the hands was none other than my brother�s. I opened my mouth maximum and at last it forcefully got inside mouth.

It filled all my mouth and he pulled and pushed my head more frantically and I could feel his base was touching my mouth. I glanced upwards by brother was still keeping his eyes closed and his face reddened of blood rushing on his face and I could feel his cock pulsating inside my mouth. Suddenly he growled loudly and spurt his all cum inside my mouth. I could not retrieve my mouth from his cock as he kept on pulled my head towards his crotch. He did not even remove his hands behind my mouth after he spurt his full load inside mouth.

I had to swallow whole his cum and some of his cum escaped from my mouth and leaking through the left side of my mouth. I felt a hand on my buttocks. Aamil was trying to caress my buttocks and he slides his middle fingers through the crack. I tried to look back but Hari did not remove his hands. I could felt some wetness on my ass crack and Aamil was running his middle finger through it. He pulled my buttocks up and I am now in the doggy style with my mouth around my brother�s penis.

Hari then removed his hands and moved out from the bed and looked at me. I could see amazement in his eyes. He might have fascinated by seeing me in this position with Aamil sliding his hands between his sister�s ass cracks and I could feel some solution was flowing through my ass crack. I looked behind. Aamil was pouring some golden colored solution inside my ass. He then put his mouth on my ass crack start licking it.

I have a strange feeling when his sharp tongue reaches my rectum and tried to insert into it soon I understood his intention. He was trying to insert his middle finger inside my ass!! And it went inside by the lubrication provided by the solution. He moved his finger to and fro and then put one more finger into it. He then removed his finger bring it on my mouth. I tasted it. It was honey!

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How he pushed his three fingers inside my ass hole. He then removed his fingers and looked at me enquiringly. He poured some more honey on his 10 inch long cock and spread it with his right palm. He put some more honey inside my ass hole and placed his cock on my rectum. He started pushing it slightly but his cock was so thick; it did not enter into my ass hole. He poured some more honey on his cock and with one fast frantic push he pierced into my ass hole.

I screamed of pain and agony I started crying and in between tears I could see my brother�s face. It was filled with amazement and scare as he could see the size of his friend�s cock and he could not imagine it could enter his sister�s rectum. He looked earnestly at his sister�s face as she screamed of pain, when his friend�s cock was tearing apart my ass hole. It was my first experience. Nobody fucked my ass hole till now. Aamil stopped pushing and stand still to subdue her pain.

It didn�t even enter half way! Slowly the pain faded away and I stopped crying. He then slowly moved to and fro and his cock started piercing inside my ass. It was hurting. I bite my lips to control my cry. He firmly holds my hips and started pulling with his rhythm. His cock was tearing apart my ass and it piercing in and in and after some time he started pulling and pushing my hips frantically. He was making heavy sounds of ecstasy and I am sure Susan has heard my scream and his growling sounds. I could not look at my brother�s face of shyness.

I closed my eyes the splashing sound was being echoed inside the room as Aamil�s crotch was banging on my fleshy ass cheeks. My boobs were hanging and moving to and fro with our fucking rhythm. Aamil moved his hip with lightening speed and with a sudden sound he collapsed on my body, ejaculating all his cum inside my ass. He lay there for some minutes and looked at Hari. His half erect cock now grown up fully, seeing his friend�s action on his sister.

He could not even imagined his homely sister could behave like a bitch and receive a hot cum of a Muslim stud inside her ass. Aamil pulled himself up and pulled me side to lie on my back. He then beckoned Hari, who was looking us come on, destroy your virginity enter her and Hari climbed on the bed, looking into my eyes I could see only lust in his eyes.

How could he do that? Lusting his own sister! I was treating him like a mother through out my life and now he is on my bed, lusting after the naked body of his sister! He squeezed my left boob with his hand. He looked at my reddish vagina. He looked inside my eyes and lay on my white body. I felt ashamed of my degradation. He adjusted himself between my legs. His cock touched my pussy lips. I just lay there and wait for my fate.

He tried to insert his cock inside my pussy but he was trying to pierce the wrong hole. It is his first! He desperately tried many times come on Sree Lakshmi, he is a first timer guide him. He could not even find your hole. He just amazed by your beauty� I heard the sarcastic sound of Aamil I cursed my fate first time in my life, I hold my brother�s cock with my left hand. It was thick and pulsating inside my reddish palm. I placed the tip of his man hood on the opening of my pussy hole. Hari understood the position and with one push he inserted his penis inside his sister�s hole and started moving up and down.

I could see only lust in his eyes. I closed my eyes and lay motionless. He was sucking and biting my breast in ecstasy. He did not last long. He could not control his ejaculation. It burst out sooner. He was shivering as if a wave of hysteria has attacked him.His cock off loaded his full cum inside my belly. All hot semen of my brother was fully received by my womb but I was almost sure that I will not get pregnant as my periods had not yet started correctly and was feeding the child.

He lay on my body with his face between my breasts and cock inside my pussy. I could not even raise my face to see the boys, when they bid farewell to me. I just lay on my stomach, unable to lift my head of shyness. I could not even rise on my bed, as my ass was hurting very much. When I walked, I felt like a duck. I felt like weight of my buttocks have increased very much and I was moving like a duck with my ass split open. Aamil pierced and break my ass virginity.

Susan and Chirutha smiled at me and they must have understood that I had been fucked in the ass by seeing my movements. Chirutha looked at my buttock and then looked at Susan both of them smiled at each other; knowingly. Now they must have understood why I had screamed so loud and I understood that I have opened a �Pandora�s box� by letting Hari fuck me. Now I have to decide carefully, when to be present at my paternal home. I have to go home when Sree Hari is not at home.

It is very difficult and I know and normally every weekend Sree Hari would go home, and I will get time only in weekends. Now I afraid, if I did not turned up in my home, he would come to me at my home and force me to fuck him when Mukund would be around. Alas! My position has been degraded even more.

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Entrapment Of a Married Woman Saga Ends

A decade ( 10 years) passed since my encounter with my brother. Many drastic events happened in my life. My entire life has changed now as I feared, my brother became addicted to me. I feared going to my home to see my father and mother, when Sree Hari was around at first I tried to resist him and but he was blind with lust. He threatened me of revealing my debauchery to Mukundan through anonymous letters at last.

I had to succumb to his intentions and he fucked me at ancestor home, when I went there to see my father who got ill. He came to me the same night I went there. He came in my room in the mid night after every body were fast asleep. Mukundan was not with me. He fucked me in my room with my child sleeping beside after that incident he came many times at my home even during the weekend to my home. He tried to caress and squeeze my private parts secretly even when Mukundan was around.

He would stand behind me with his cock touching my round bottom, when I was doing some work in kitchen. His ended his lust towards his sister after his love marriage four years ago. I threatened him that I would commit suicide, if he came once more by cheating his newly wed wife. I don�t want to endanger my brother�s marriage life. Later he shifted to United States with his wife. I almost collapsed when I came to know Mukundan cheated me. He kept a secret relationship with one of his female colleague.

They were college sweet hearts and in the course of their life, they separated each other as she is from other religion. Their families did not grant their wish to marry. Mukundan eventually married me but that girl could not forget Mukundan. She remained a sphister. They met at the office when she was appointed as a Zonal Divisional Manager where Mukundan was working as a clerk. Old passion ignited again and they ended up in the bed soon after. Mukundan kept it as a secret even when he became a father of a girl child through her.

One week gap between out meetings in the weekends was helped them to carry their affair smoothly. We engaged in a very bitter argument when I came to know about my cheating husband and his kid. She had not even half of my beauty even Chirutha was prettier than her. She has same body structure as Chirutha big tits and heavy buttocks! But she was a little fairer. Chirutha was jet black. Any man would think why he left me for such a woman. Still Mukundan cheated me for her.

Love was blind and she was his old sweet heart.I came back to my home but the fact remained the same. Mukundan loved me but he was not able to leave his college sweet heart who was his first love and she, who did not marry any other man even after Mukundan�s marriage with me. Mukundan pleaded very much to come back but I was not in a mental state at that time to forgive him but in my deep mind I knew that eventually I will forgive him as I was in love with Mukundan and he was the official father of my two kids.

What are you thinking, darling? I felt wide strong hands encircling me from behind. I was being pulled to a broad hairy chest. I leaned to that strong chest and said nothing Aalim. I was just thinking about our past and don�t think about that. That is a closed chapter. You are no more that Hindu Sree Lakshmi. Now you are our sweet wife �Shaheena� and mother of our four Muslim kids. I will not leave you even if you think of going back to that Hindu beggar who throw you out so mercilessly.

I don�t even think about him, Shaheena. I love you. Don�t think that my love is just infatuation. No, Aamil I am not thinking about that. I will never leave you. I know how much you and Aamil love me and you love did not diminish even after the birth of our three kids and I know all your businesses are in my name. That shows your love and trust towards me. I will never cheat you and never break your trust, yes! I am now the wife of Aamil officially and Aalim unofficially both are very lovable and caring.

Aalim decided that he would not marry another girl. His family protested but he did not succumb afterwards their family also understand the twin�s intention and reconciled. Soon after the quarrel with Mukundan I find solace in the twins. They stand beside me and gave me emotional support at the time of my life�s most drastic crisis. I found them very understandable and they helped me in healing my deep wound. They freshened their offer of marriage after six months of my separation with Mukundan after they confirmed that I some what recovered from my grievance.

They offered to marry me without even converting to Islam and were ready to receive my kids as their own but I was so touched with their caring and love towards me, I decided myself to convert to Islam and it was Aalim who gave me the name �Shaheena�. Soon I arranged the divorce and in spite of the protest of my family members, I converted to Isalm and marry Aamil officially. As Aamil imagined, his community and family members were very happy as such a pretty high class Nair woman was embracing their religion.

Divorse formalities completed amicably but court gave the custody of boy to Mukundan and girl to me. Now she lives with me and call Aamil �Abbajaan� and she grows as a Muslim and everybody regard her as our elder kid. I left the habit of going to temple every morning. Now I do 'Namaz' five times a day and read 'Quran'. My father and mother would not even believe it , if they ever saw me in 'black purdah' the way of life i am leading now.

My husbands gave Susan many Crores to release me from her clutches even they had to threaten her of severe consequences, if she would not leave me free at last she succumbed to their money and muscle power. One year after the marriage to Aamil, I gave birth to a beautiful boy and two more in subsequent years but I don�t know who their father is and the twins are least care about that. Leave the past, my dear sweet Shaheena. Please give me another beautiful baby in a year. Let me prepare you for that before Aamil come for doggy. Aalim lift me up like a flower with both hands and started walking towards the master bed. The end

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