My darling Jijaji

One day, my husband had to go for an office tour for four days. My sister was not at home as she had gone with my niece for summer vacations to my mother’s home. I was alone at home. I called my sisters home and got my jijaji. Luckily, he was at home and I told him that no one was at home and it was the right time for both of us to meet. From his voice, I understood that he was as excited as me. He decided to skip work that day. It all started after my sister’s marriage. My Jijaji was a handsome and well built man. He was extremely jovial and educated. I envied my sister and I loved my Jijaji. My sister had come home to meet us after her marriage. She walked with a strange gait as though there was pain in her hips. I understood that since she had now consummated her marriage, she had a strange walk. One afternoon when my parents were away visiting some relatives, I returned back home early and on entering my home, I went towards my sister’s room to spend time with my sister and Jijaji. While going towards her room, I heard my sister, Farida, moan loudly. I thought she was sick and as I was about to draw the curtains I heard her scream “Fuck me fuck me hard yessssssss don’t stop”. I paused and hid behind the door and peeped through the curtains. What I saw stunned me. My jijaji, Arjun and sister were fornicating. Her eyes were glazed and her legs were around his hips urging him to fuck her . What amazed me was what was between my jijajis legs. He had a huge penis. It was easily nine inches long and was about two inches wide. I was fascinated at the size of the penis and balls.

His balls were the size of a goats balls. I watched in lust as I saw them fornicate. His huge penis thrust in and out of her and her vagina was distended and her vulval lips clung to his penis. Seeing them fuck made me horny and my juices started seeping through my panties as I watched them fuck in utter abandonment. I slipped slowly back to my room, locked it softly and masturbated. But all the time I wanted my jijajis penis in me. I was very innocent then and I believed all men had such huge penis. No wonder my sister walked with a strange gait after her marriage. My jijaji used to flirt with me openly. I took it as a joke and enjoyed flirting with him. Slowly his flirting became bolder. He now used to fondle me, pet and play my breasts and pussy when we were alone. I too would kiss him and fondle his penis. Slowly he became bolder. He would slip his hand inside my panty and masturbate me while I would masturbate him. He wanted to fuck me. I refused and told him to be patient as I wanted my hymen to be intact when I got married. I told my darling Jiju that after my marriage he could fuck me all he wanted. So we continued fondling, groping and masturbating each other. Luckily I got married after a year of my sister’s marriage.

After my marriage he became bolder and at times used to feel me and finger fuck me. I enjoyed his petting and finger fucking. I would also masturbate him. He wanted to fuck me. I asked him to be patient. After that he started pestering me to have a go in my gaand if I did now allow him to fuck me. He kept pestering me that my sister did not offer her gaand to him and he wanted to experience fucking a gaand. I laughed and told him to be patient. My husband had a small penis.. about inch and half long and quarter of an inch thick when he had a hard on. Sex with him left me frustrated as he suffered from premature ejaculation and would climax within two seconds. As soon as his penis parted my vulva and before his penis head could penetrate into me he would climax and his seed would spurt outside me. Sex with him left me frustrated. For four long months, my dreams and belief shattered, I yearned for the actual thing. I wanted to experience motherhood. I wanted to be fucked, wanted to experience pregnancy, wanted to enjoy motherhood. It was from then on that I waited for an opportunity to let my darling jiju fuck me. And today was the day after eighteen months of frustration. And I was lucky. I was ovulating. Everything fell in place: my jiju wanting to fuck me, the absence of my husband and sister for three days and my ovulation.

The time seemed going too slow. I went to my bedroom and removed all my clothes and stood beside the mirror of my dressing table. The complete nude form of me reflected off the mirror. I was glad to see my image. My white complexion with creamy skin was glowing. My 34C sized breasts were standing up proudly. The nipples were hard and bigger as a result of over excitement. My eyes went down. The big, round and deep navel of mine was excellent on my flat belly. When I moved down I found my cunt hidden between my thighs . I sat on the dressing stool and spread my legs. My long fleshy pussy lips were swollen and the opening to my vagina was lubricated and slick with my juices. My fleshy vulval lips peeped through my soft hairy vulva. I smiled and put my both hands on my both boobs. A sudden shiver went through my body from toe to head. I was really excited! I pinched my nipples with my fingers and they were already rock hard. I coated my juices liberally on my nipples and breasts ands started masturbating as I waited for my for my Jijaji. While I was thinking and masturbating, the door bell rang. I looked outside the window and saw my dear jijaji. I spread the juice coated on my fingers on my breasts and nipples as I rushed to the door and opened it. I found a pair of eyes looking at me lovingly. Before any neighbor could see us, I grabbed his hands and pulled him in and closed the door. When I was closing the locks, I felt his warm hand slip through my bath robe and hold me close to him. I closed the door, but remained at the same position. He took his time and pulled me up to him and started rubbing my arse. I moved my hand around his back and impatiently thrust my hips into his crotch.

His rock hard penis thrust into my crotch. With his hand on my neck he pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes. I felt his warm lips touching mine. We went on with a long passionate kiss. Meanwhile, his hands were rubbing my hairy vulva. His fingers were lubricated with my love juices. He kissed my breasts and inhaled the vaginal juice that I had coated on my nipples as he masturbated my clitoris. He lifted me in his arms and carried be to the bed room. I pushed him on the bed and jumped on him. I stripped him off all his clothing. I felt him tremble in lust while he rubbed my breasts and was glad to watch the results I wanted. He wasted no time, he turned me over on to my back: parting my legs, pushing them up and back against my chest, and dropping his head down between. He found my delicate pussy, like my large breasts, exquisite. My dearest jiju was adept with his tongue and knew how to pleasure a woman orally. He had sucked me many times before. My pussy was already incredibly slick with my own wetness. He parted my puffy lips and thrust his tongue inside my. He knew how to read a woman’s body; knew when to apply pressure to the clitoris with his tongue, when to ease off. I was so aroused that I climaxed almost immediately. After my orgasm, my clit was momentarily sensitive and so jijaji transferred his attentions to my heaving, C cup breasts. My pussy was already incredibly slick with my own wetness. He parted my puffy lips and thrust his finger inside my vagina.

He knew how to read a woman’s body; knew where my G spot was, knew when to apply pressure, when to ease off and when to lap up the juices in me I was so aroused that I climaxed almost immediately. His suckling soon produced two puffed-up and enlarged areolas. I let out a series of deep sighs. When it came to my breasts, despite our size, I found the delicate touch the most pleasurable at first. He proved good with his hands, too, gently tracing circles around each breast with his fingers, then sucking them more and more forcefully until I was begging him to suck harder. Afterwards, I ran my fingers through his hair, then drew him up to me and kissed his mouth, running my tongue past his lips and tasting my own wetness. Lifting himself up, he took hold of my hips and turned my over on my stomach; spreading my legs again. Grasping the firm ass cheeks of my smallish behind, he spread them, opening me up, then moved his face down and kissed my puckered hole; thrusting the tip of his tongue just inside. The intense pleasure of it caused my to wiggle my ass backwards, pressing my bum tighter against his face. My loving jijaji had the presence of mind – and past experiences had taught him this to wonder to himself if I would be able to handle his size. Still, when piqued as it clearly was now, his lust was a force to be reckoned with, and he was determined to gain access through my delicately inflamed vaginal lips. Lifting himself up off the bed once again, he turned my back over. Lifting my legs up, and standing between them, he rubbed the head of his huge erection along my puffy swollen cunt lips coating his penis head with my juices.

He then opened a condom packet and started peeling it on to his penis. I was now moaning loudly and said “Fuck me jijaji, fuck me its been too long its been too long and I want to experience the real fuck remove that stupid condom, fuck me with your bare penis ” as I grabbed his penis and gripping it with my hands I pulled the condom off his penis. Lifting my legs up, and standing between them, he rubbed the head of his huge erection along my puffy swollen cunt lips. My consciousness was so overwhelmed with my own lust that it took several seconds for me to realize that he was about to squeeze his enormous cock into my vagina. Alarmed, I momentarily balked, “Please, wait, you’re too big. You’ll tear me up inside.” No I won’t, sweetheart, he said. “I promise you Yasmin, you are in for a treat when I get this thing inside you, baby, you’re gonna feel things you’ve never felt before.” With that, he pressed the large bulbous head against my slit and edged forward. He felt immense to me right from the beginning, and I panicked slightly. At first, my lips folded in and then parted as he entered stretching me open. I grimaced a look on a woman’s face Jijaji was no stranger to. “Oh my god,” I said wincing. “No. Please. It’s way too big.” He paused, holding my legs up, protecting the ground he had already gained. “Relax,” he whispered. “Be patient. I won’t hurt you.” I was breathing hard, wanting him, but fearful of his enormous size. “Do you really think it will fit?” I asked with genuine sincerity. “Oh baby, I’m going to MAKE it fit,” he replied with a wicked grin. Holding still and concentrating, I tried my best to relax my vaginal muscles. When he thought I was ready, he pressed, stretching me even further, and sliding about an inch or so inside me.