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Hi, I’m Feirouze.
You see, I came to India from Afghanistan in 2002 with my family as refugees. It wasn’t easy as it was very tough to blend into the society. It was completely different from the culture in which I was raised.
My father died when I was in school. So, for my sake, my mother married my Indian stepfather (who was very rich). Although my stepfather wasn’t really an attentive father, mom was too happy to even care about that. My stepfather was really good at satisfying my mother.
Yes, you heard it right. My stepfather used to fuck my mother every day. I would hear moans and screams from my mom’s marital bedroom every night. Sometimes, I would even go to my parents’ bedroom to peek at my parents fucking each other.
And, oh boy, my stepfather was a complete beast. He used to fuck my mother like crazy. He would never show mercy to my mother while fucking. Trust me, I never saw the slutty side of my mother before. The way my stepfather was calling her names and the way my mother was agreeing with him was wild.
I was very confused and shocked whether she was my mother or not. The lewd face that I saw of her was completely different from the innocent face and vibe that came from her.
I used to watch them fuck every night. I started masturbating secretly while imagining the scene about my mom and my stepfather fucking. I developed a fantasy in my mind where I would fuck the person whom I would marry and love every day. (I started imagining my prince charming, lol.)
So, when I was 20 years old, my stepfather got me married to a 40-year-old divorced man. That man had a daughter named Ria. She was 15 during my marriage with her father (Ria and my husband were Indian).
At first, Ria didn’t like me (you know, teenagers). But slowly, she started liking me. People used to be confused about us as sisters because of our lower age gap.
My husband was also a beast, like my stepfather. I have to admit, he used to fuck me like I was his sex toy. I would act like his personal sex slave.
God blessed me with my five children, who are my lovely angels (Hrithik, Hardik, Hardika, Kunal, and Kareena). Hrithik, Hardik, Hardika and Kunal. Kareena is one year old.
Unfortunately, my husband died when I was pregnant with Kareena. I got overwhelming support from everyone.
One day, I suddenly started to get horny. I couldn’t control myself. I seriously started masturbating. It was risky, as my children were near sometimes. I started watching porn (Indian porns are boring. Japanese porns are interesting).
I was scrolling through the Internet and randomly found a video where a guy was explaining how to seduce Bhabhi. (I’m sorry, but what?!) To my shock, there were countless videos like this. I really could tell that all of them were nothing but bullshit.
What was weirder was that so many guys left their numbers in the comment section. I started calling those numbers because I had a naughty idea in my mind. I started acting slutty and talking dirty with them. I decided to change my voice while talking to make sure that they didn’t get a hint of my origin.
Trust me, it was the spiciest thing I have ever done. When I started telling them about my pussy and breasts, they would get intensely desperate. Even though I don’t see it, I know that they masturbate while talking with me.
I was telling one guy that my youngest child is one year old. He told me in a dominating and horny voice that he would drain my breasts out of breast milk. That got me so horny.
One day, I called a number posted in the YouTube comment section. When the person I was calling picked up the phone and started talking with me, I was shocked. It was a woman instead of a man, which was a bit unexpected. Also, the voice seemed to be familiar.
I was wondering who it might be until that person revealed her name. It’s no one but Sarojini. Let me tell you about her.
Sarojini lives in the same neighbourhood where I live. She’s a bit modern. She has brown skin and multiple dragon-snake tattoos, which make her very attractive. Sarojini is so confident that she always wears a saree provocatively.
Just imagine a brown-skinned woman with attractive tattoos who wears a saree in that way. It makes any man crazy. It doesn’t even end there. Sarojini has the best-shaped assets (her breasts and her ass) of any woman I know in the neighbourhood.
Some woman from my neighbourhood actually called her a ‘traditional slut.’ Sarojini actually knows that and even enjoys the title bestowed upon her by the neighbourhood’s woman.
Some naughty and lusty young guys in my neighbourhood actually compare me with Sarojini. Well, I’m actually one of the two hot women. The other one is Sarojini.
Hey, I’m not even exaggerating. It’s true. You’ll believe me only after you see me.
Now, coming back to the main point.
I was wondering why Sarojini would give her number in the comment section of YouTube. When she started talking, she revealed a shocking thing. Sarojini said she’s bisexual. Ever since her husband died, she became lonely and started having sex with both men and women.
Sarojini has a crush on a woman who lives in the same neighbourhood as her. As Sarojini described that woman, I got a shiver down my spine. The woman she described has the same description as me. Then she revealed the name of the woman she had a crush on. It was me (it was actually me!).
Sarojini revealed that she has had eyes on me ever since my husband died. She wanted to approach me and seduce me into having a sexual relationship with her. I felt uncomfortable. I politely told her that I couldn’t help her as I didn’t have any experience with lesbian or bisexual matters.
I suggested that she should ask the woman she has a crush on what her feelings are about her. Sarojini thanked me and cut off her call. I was very shocked. The next few days were very awkward. Every time I see her or meet her, I ignore her.
Sometimes, I will have a short conversation with Sarojini and go from there quickly. Please don’t be mistaken. I’m not homophobic. But the sexiest woman in the neighbourhood has a crush on me.
I can’t just have a relationship with her. I live in a conservative society where most people are nosy and judgmental. I’m not even interested in any woman.
By the way, did I tell you all about my body? Oh god, I’ve forgotten the most important part. I have white skin and a curvy body. I have a beautiful face that can make any man fall in love with me. My breasts and my buttocks are big and perfectly shaped. My body measurements are 36-26-34. My height is 5’7″.
I’m currently 30 years old. If I want to describe myself perfectly, then I would say my physique and my face look similar to those of Anveshi Jain. Go Google her, and you’ll understand.
But one day, everything changed. Sarojini visited my home. She seemed more happy than usual. She wore a black saree in a very provocative way. She was looking sexy as usual. I couldn’t just ignore her. So, I was being casual and hospitable.
She complimented my look and my attire. She said that my late husband was very lucky that he married me. I felt a bit awkward, and this was visible on my face and in my actions. Sarojini noticed it.
As we were talking, Sarojini mentioned how her late husband got busier after she gave birth (did I mention that Sarojini has three children?). Sarojini told me that most women in society always judge her.
I asked her about her tattoos. Sarojini replied that it was her late husband who made her get those tattoos. According to her late husband, Sarojini looks way more sexy with those tattoos (well, her late husband was right).
Then I went to the kitchen, as my cooker was on the stove. After I turned off my stove, Sarojini came to the kitchen slowly. I didn’t notice her.
But she came behind me and grabbed me by my waist. I was completely stunned. She slowly asked in my ear why I had been ignoring her in recent times.
I was yelling and asking her what she was doing. I kept trying to get out of her hands. But Sarojini grabbed me so tightly. I really didn’t understand why she was so strong.
Then, the unexpected happened. Sarojini kissed my neck very erotically. I was very shocked, as her kiss sent a weird sensation throughout my body. She kept kissing my neck uncontrollably.
I couldn’t control myself, as I was feeling good. I couldn’t believe that I was feeling good after being kissed by a woman on my neck.
Sarojini slowly kissed my cheeks. She slowly pulled down my blouse and started groping my breasts. She then kissed my back. Slow by slow, she started going downwards.
I have to say that when she started kissing my waist, I started breathing heavily. My waist was one of my most intimate points. It’s like I became completely weak.
Sarojini kept intensely kissing my waist. I kept begging her to stop. But she didn’t listen to me. Sarojini just grabbed me with strength and pinned me to the wall. She pulled down my pallu.
Damn, Sarojini was like a dominant man in the female form. She kept kissing and biting my navel. She also started licking my navel. I was feeling so good that I couldn’t even resist, and I just stood there like a statue. It was as if Sarojini knew all the intimate points of my body.
Sarojini then stood up normally and started kissing me on my lips. I couldn’t believe that I was getting kissed by a woman. As a last resort, I wanted to resist and move her aside before running away.
But the kiss was so intoxicating that I was completely drowned in it. Sarojini grabbed me as if she were my spouse. Both of us started kissing each other very passionately and romantically. I was also responding to her kiss romantically.
But both of us stopped as soon as I heard my children, Hardika and Kunal, calling me. I forgot that both of them were at home. Sarojini looked at me and smirked. She gave me a naughty look and told me she would come back tomorrow.
That night was long. I basically never slept because I was thinking about the incident with Sarojini. I wondered: How could I, a mother of six children, enjoy doing sexual stuff with another woman? I don’t want to say it, but I masturbated the whole night.
The next day, Sarojini came again. Ria opened the door for her as she was doing something on the phone in the living room. Sarojini asked Ria where I was. Ria pointed to my bedroom, which was half open.
Sarojini quickly came towards my bedroom and started peeping on me. I was in my red underwear. I couldn’t put on my bra completely as I was having problems with hooking.
Sarojini became happy after seeing me in red underwear. My buttocks were looking even more attractive at that time. Sarojini quickly came inside and closed the door. I looked behind due to the sound and was shocked after seeing Sarojini. I covered my chest with my bare hand.
She happily came closer. I bet she felt the heavy breaths I took when she came towards me slowly. Sarojini sweetly grabbed my hands and removed them from my chest.
I was embarrassed. Sarojini leaned towards my ear and said that I was looking very sexy, and if she were my husband, then she would’ve made me wear only red clothes every day, as I look like a queen. Then Sarojini gave me the nickname “Red Erotic Queen.”.
Then Sarojini started kissing me. Although I resisted a bit, later, I stopped resisting. She was kissing me intensely. Her tongue and my tongue were rubbing against each other. She grabbed me tightly by my waist. In response, I started caressing her back.
She took off my bra. Then she started sucking and licking my breasts. But, surprisingly, my breast milk spurted out of my breasts. Both I and Sarojini were shocked. Sarojini became happy and started sucking my breast milk.
Trust me, when she started sucking my breast milk, I got very horny. My pussy was leaking juice. While sucking my breast milk, Sarojini started groping and squeezing my ass. I was groping Sarojini’s head.
Sarojini took me to my bed and told me to breastfeed her like a baby. I reluctantly agreed. I made Sarojini sit on my lap and start breastfeeding her. It was a weird feeling to be breastfeeding an adult.
Sarojini was sucking my breast milk very hard. She wasn’t missing a single drop of breast milk from my titties. My pussy was still leaking juice, and it completely wetted my panties.
Sarojini sat up and started making out with me. Then she stood up and started taking off her clothes. After being completely naked, she sat beside me.
Sarojini looked like a complete pornstar if I am honest. She has tattoos on her back, on her thighs, on her chest between her breasts, and her neck. Her brown nipples were completely impressive.
She made me lay down and slowly took off my panties. My body was producing unique sensations that had only happened to me before when I had sex with my late husband during our suhagraat.
Then Sarojini started kissing my crotch and started licking my pussy. She kept licking my pussy like a professional whore. Her tongue was slowly getting deep inside my pussy.
Sarojini kept licking for like 5 minutes straight. Then she started fingering my pussy. She was very rough with it. I really doubted whether she was a real pornstar or what. She kept fingering and rubbing my pussy with intense speed.
Then I squirted. I literally squirted like a fountain. It was a long time since I last squirted.
Sarojini then sat on my face and told me to lick her pussy in a dominant voice. I obeyed her and started licking her pussy. Since it was my first time licking a woman’s pussy as a woman myself, I put a lot of effort into licking her pussy to make her feel good (I don’t know why; maybe I was impressed).
We were having face-sitting sex. Sarojini then laid on my chest and started kissing me like a romantic spouse. Sarojini again started sucking breast milk from my breasts. She winked at me and jokingly told me that my breast milk was so tasty that she was going to squeeze my breasts completely dry.
When Sarojini was sucking my breast milk, Ria slowly opened the door to peek. Well, what actually happened was that Ria was about to go to the shower. She couldn’t find her towel. So, she was coming to my bedroom to ask me about her towel.
But when she came near my bedroom, she heard my moaning sounds. As curiosity got to her, she slowly opened the door to peek. Ria was very shocked to see me and Sarojini doing erotic stuff. Ria never made a sound.
After Sarojini sucked my breast milk, I started licking her pussy. She spread her legs apart and grabbed my head to make me lick her pussy better.
I was licking her pussy very well. Sarojini wrapped my back with her legs. She was slowly moaning and touching her breasts in horniness. Sarojini kept saying to lick her pussy harder. I was trying to reach deeper into her pussy with my tongue. But Sarojini pulled me towards her, and we started kissing again.
Then we got into the 69 position. Sarojini was sitting on top of me. I was licking her pussy, while she was licking mine. The way both of us were licking each other’s clitoris was very mesmerizing. Ria started masturbating while watching us have sex. She was also touching and rubbing her breasts.
Then Sarojini and I got into the trademark lesbian sex position, tribbing. Both of us were tribbing with each other like a lustful, horny beast. I never thought I was going to like rubbing my pussy with another woman’s pussy. After that, both of us fingered each other while kissing.
At first, I squirted first, then she squirted. Then, both of us lay on my bed together. Sarojini didn’t want to stop. She told me to keep breastfeeding her until she was completely satisfied.
I listened to her and started breastfeeding her. Her suckling made my pussy even more itchy. The sounds she was making while sucking my breasts were music to my ears.
After that day, Sarojini started visiting me very often. Both of us kept fucking each other every time we visited each other’s home.
Ria recently started behaving awkwardly with both me and Sarojini. She was getting a bit distant from me. One night, she came to my bedroom and asked me straightforwardly how long I had been in a relationship with Sarojini.
Well, it’s not like it could be hidden forever. So, I answered her every question honestly. Ria wasn’t really disappointed. Surprisingly, she was supportive of our relationship and promised to keep our secret. Ria and I happily discussed about my relationship with Sarojini.
As time went on, my bond with Sarojini got deeper. Many women from my neighbourhood noticed that Sarojini and I visit each other’s houses much more frequently. In fact, I spend more time with Sarojini than with other women with whom I used to gossip.
One day, Sarojini was showing off her sex toy collection (they were shiny and soft). Most of them were based on various themes, like Christmas and Valentine’s Day. I like one of the butt plugs. It was a very eye-catching, beautifully designed butt plug.
One month later, Sarojini gave me a gift. I was curious and excited about what she had gifted me. When I opened the gift, I saw the same butt plug that I liked at Sarojini’s house. Although I had never used a sex toy in my life, I was very excited to put it in my asshole.
The next three days, I roamed and did my chores while wearing the butt plug Sarojini gifted me.
One day, both I and Sarojini were invited to a wedding. Both of us secretly made out during the wedding. We did naughty stuff secretly, like groping and spanking each other’s asses and squeezing each other’s breasts.
That night, I went to Sarojini’s house instead of mine after the wedding. Both of us immediately got into action. We were having sex passionately. After having sex, Sarojini told me to have a bath with her in the bathroom.
I said okay while addressing her as my ‘Black Slutty Queen’ (the new nickname I gave her). When I was in the bathroom, I was patiently waiting for Sarojini. I was wondering what was making her take so much time. Soon, I became a little impatient.
Then Sarojini came to the bathroom. But she had a surprise for me. She wore a strap-on dildo. I was surprised. She ordered me to come out of the bathtub. When I came out and sat in front of her like a slave, she ordered me to suck her dildo. I did so.
I sucked her dildo very passionately, and I was acting like it was a real cock. After that, she started fucking me. Sarojini was pretty intense from the very minute she inserted her dildo into my pussy.
At first, we had sex in the doggy-style position. Sarojini slapped my buttocks the whole time (I got red slap marks on my buttocks). I was moaning in pleasure.
Then we fucked in a missionary position on the floor. We had sex in multiple missionary sex positions. Some of them were basically new to me. Then, I was riding Sarojini’s dildo. Yes, you guessed it right. We had sex in the cowgirl position. At last, I came hard on Sarojini’s dildo.
We both started fucking and bathing at the same time. We kept the water shower on as we were making love. Both of us were having sex while standing. It consisted of kissing, penetrating, breastfeeding, and biting. Sarojini gave me a long bite on my neck.
After sex, both of us were bathing each other like a married couple. She soaped me all over my body. In this way, she even fingered me until I squirted three more times. Sarojini complimented me for having soft skin. She told me that I became even more sexy after giving birth to my fifth child.
When both of us finished bathing, Sarojini requested that I breastfeed her one last time before going back home. I sat on the couch like a mother, and she sat on my lap like a small infant. As soon as she took my nipples off her lips, I got more horny and started craving more sex.
The sound she was making while sucking my breast milk was completely soothing and erotic. I hate to admit it, but I was enjoying breastfeeding Sarojini more than breastfeeding my children. The droplets of my milk, which were spurting out of my tits and going into Sarojini’s mouth, I could feel all of that.
Sarojini proudly kept drinking my breast milk as if she owned my delicious breasts. That night, I never went home. I stayed with Sarojini and made love with her the whole night.
I got the chance to use the strap-on dildo. I was pretty bad at first. But slowly, I got good and penetrated both Sarojini’s holes (pussy and asshole) very well. I also breastfed her during the entire time I was fucking her with a strap-on dildo.
A few days later, Sarojini went to Dehradun to visit her relatives. She sent me a letter from there. When Ria took the mail and brought it to me, I immediately opened it up. Both me and Ria were shocked.
But later, I became happy because the mail consisted of an engagement ring and a letter. What was in the letter? (blushing and smiling) It said, “Feirouze, Will You Marry Me?”
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