Janani Makes Us Yearn For Her – Part 6

This is a continuation from my previous stories in the Anjan series (links on top) so read them first. Comments welcome at [email protected].

The next day, I quickly had my breakfast, picked up my books and ran to Anjan’s place. Anjan’s mom was just leaving for work and his dad had already left. I greeted his mom and, out of nowhere, decided to tell her she looks gorgeous. She went wide eyed for a second, then cutely smiled at me and thanked me for the compliment. I decided to quit while ahead and just grinned back as she picked up her stuff and walked out of the front door. We quickly bolted the door and ran to knock on the bathroom door – Janani was bathing.

“Mistress, its just us; they have both left”, I said, as we both started already undressing. “Thevidiya pasangala. So horny to see your own sister naked?” she laughed as she opened the door to the bathroom. “I’m already late, so neither of you shall touch me. I peed into the mug and kept it there, Baby, that is for you”, she motioned to the mug of her piss as she turned the shower back on. We both sat on the floor, beating our cocks with our hand as we enjoyed the sight of this flawless woman showering in front of us. I remember jealously regarding the loofah as she scrubbed herself with it. I happily sipped on her piss as if it was coffee, and jacked off to her as her brother joined me in the jacking off.

“What a couple of horny motherfucking losers you two are”, she said, regarding us evilly as we jacked off to her towelling herself dry. “I know you have never seen a woman naked before in real life, but this is just desperation, losers”, she said, smilingly as we grinned sheepishly at her. “You guys may kiss and lick my feet” she said as she continued towelling herself, probably because she wasn’t used to her nudity being admired at like this. We both jumped and licked at her feet as we could feel her towelling herself dry. At her direction, we helped her put her undergarments and clothes on. She then kissed each of us and made us jack off and cum onto each others’ face as she ate her breakfast. We licked our cum off each others’ face then as she got ready and picked her stuff up.

“Fuck each other plenty and enjoy, my cuntslaves. I’ll be back as soon as I can then we can enjoy” she said, kissing us before she left. We stayed true to her instructions and enjoyed fucking each other in the asshole till we were tired out of our wits by lunchtime. We jacked off onto each others’ plate and ate lunch with the cum still on it. We filled glasses with our piss and drank it instead of water, and never kept our hands off each other. Shortly after lunch, my phone rang from an unknown number. I received it, only to joyously discover that it was Janani! “I’m bunking lectures to play with my fucktoys. Make sure you open the door naked when I ring the bell, I’ll call my name out.”

We were ecstatic! We started making out like horny little bitches and sucking and biting at each others’ cock while waiting for Janani. Soon enough, she rang the bell and called her own name out. I jumped over to the door and opened it, buck naked. And there she was, looking like an angel, smiling evilly at me! Before I realized it, she kneed me in my balls, making me fall to the ground doubled over in agony right at the door. With her feet, she pushed-rolled me inside and banged the door shut. “Come on, slavebitch! Can’t you even greet your mistress with a hi?” she laughed. Anjan quickly jumped to her feet and started kissing and licking it, saying, “good afternoon, mistress. We are grateful to see you again.”

She pulled Anjan up by his hair and kissed him even as I tried to breathe through the unrelenting pain from my crushed balls. She then kicked at me and said, “Up! Come on! Don’t be such a sissy! Get up!” I managed to stagger back to my feet, the pain slowly beginning to subside, as she pulled me to her and kissed hard and long. “Better get used to pain, I love inflicting it!” she said, and I managed to whimper a “yes mistress” before she kissed me again, seemingly turned on by my pain. She made us take her clothes off and lick her sweaty armpits.

Anjan didn’t seem to like it too much but enjoyed the sexual fun with his sister; I was beside myself with joy. Janani’s armpit was clean shaven and smooth without a wrinkle (I once later asked her if she botoxed her armpits and got a swift kick and a giggled no for a reply). And salty with her sweat, which I enjoyed licking off. She realized Anjan wasn’t liking it so pushed him away from her other armpit and made me lick them both. “You are such a nice little slaveboy!” she exclaimed as she eventually pulled me off her armpits.

She made Anjan drink her piss as she let me lick her whole body. “You are getting the sweat, let him at least get some fluid, bitch!” she responded, as I gave a pained look when she made him drink her pee. Anjan offered to give me some from his mouth when she had finished peeing but I turned it down, “her body’s taste on this tongue! I’m not gonna sully it with piss, behenchod” I said, and stuck my tongue out at him, evoking a giggle from Janani. “My lovely cuntslaves have shown they are good at handling my body, my sweat, my piss and each others’ cocks. But do either of you know what a clit is?”

To be continued unless you guys feel I shouldn’t. Comments welcome at [email protected].

This is a continuation from my previous stories in the Anjan series (links on top) so read them first. Comments welcome at [email protected]

Janani Makes Us Yearn For Her – Part 6