The australian visit

Hi I am shailendra. In this I will tel u about my visit to my cousin brothers house in Australia. I rang the doorbell and waited apprehensively. Although I had kept in touch with my brother shyam by phone and e-mail, I had not seen him or my sister-in-law Ramya since they moved to Australia two years ago. They had obviously done well. From the outside, the house looked impressive; certainly large, I guessed five bedrooms at least, with well manicured front lawns and well kept flower beds. As the door opened, I did a double take. I remembered Ramya being attractive but the woman before me was now stunning. In a matter of seconds I took in her long blonde hair falling in curls over her shoulders. Her figure had rounded out a little from what I could remember of their last meeting; long shapely legs encased in shorts and a small halter top that barely concealed her full breasts. I dragged my eyes away from her body, as somewhere in the back of my mind I registered her speaking.

“Hello, “welcome to Australia!”

Quickly I pulled myself together and returned her warm smile.

“Thanks Ramya, it’s great to be here at last. Sorry…it’s just that you’ve changed a little from last time I saw you!”

Ramya laughed out loud and we two exchanged a few more pleasantries as she ushered me into the house. The inside of the house was more impressive than the outside. As I followed my sister-in-law to the lounge I passed several large high-ceilinged rooms all expensively and tastefully decorated. On Ramya’s invitation, I settled myself down on a large sofa and accepted the coffee

“We all have so much to catch up on,” gushed Ramya as she sat next to I. “But there is one small problem.”

As I looked at her inquiringly, she continued.

“Bloody shyam had to go overseas on business. I know it’s a real pain, what with you arriving and all, but he said it was unavoidable. He left a few days ago and will be back on Saturday. I’m really sorry I, I know how much you must have been looking forward to seeing your brother again.”

“That’s OK,” said I “I can just hang out with you until he gets back, if that’s all right? But I guess you must miss him?

“I’d love you to stay with me, I. Yes, I do miss him but we talk on the phone and chat on the Internet almost every night. God knows what our phone bill will be like this month!”

We two laughed, and Ramya continued to chatter on, asking about friends and family back home, the local gossip and how I’s travels had been going so far. As soon as I had answered one question she immediately asked another. Our conversation continued through a good meal and on late into the evening. I was happy to talk. Ramya had always been a friendly girl and our conversation flowed with an ease that seemed untroubled by the two year gap. As the time drew on to midnight I could not stifle a small yawn.

“Oh god I, you’ve let me chatter on and on for hours” said Ramya “you must be so tired after your trip here.”

“Well, yes…actually I am a little tired now” replied I

“Why don’t you grab a quick shower and turn in? Your room’s all made up for you. I’ll just clear up down here.”

“Thanks Ramya, I think I will. It’s been a long day, you know?”

After a refreshing shower, I climbed contentedly beneath the covers and almost immediately fell into a deep sleep. I awoke some time later, my bladder telling me that I needed to visit the bathroom. I glanced blearily at the bedside clock; 2.45am. Grabbing my robe, I padded softly towards the bathroom. Not bothering to turn on a light, he noticed on my return a faint glow coming from his sister-in-law’s bedroom. Thinking that she had fallen asleep without turning off the TV, I glanced inside the room. The glow was not coming from a TV but from an expensive looking desk top computer. I knew that the set up was top of the range with a laser printer and digital camera. Ramya was sitting in front of the screen typing with quick efficient taps.

“Sorry Ramya,” said I quietly. “I though you left the TV on.”

Ramya, not having seen me at the door, almost jumped out of her skin.

“Shit! Sorry ramya. I didn’t mean to scare you.

“Oh…that’s OK I,” she replied breathlessly “I just didn’t hear you come in. I’m just talking to shyam on the net.”

It was difficult to tell from just the light of the monitor, but I was sure that Ramya looked a little flushed, sounded a little too much out of breath.

“Sorry ramya, I guess it’s private huh?” I said with a sly smile.

“Well…yes…a bit, I suppose,” she replied now looking very sheepish indeed.

“Well, well. You two seem to be having a lot of fun here!” I laughed , “I guess I’d better leave you to it”

“Wait,,” said Ramya quickly. ” shyam wants me to send him a picture of myself, I suppose, so he doesn’t forget what I look like!”

“Sounds like a good idea,” I replied

“Yeah, but I can’t seem to get the remote timer thing to work on the camera. I don’t suppose…..no…no you probably wouldn’t be interested,”

“What?”

“Well, i’ve been trying for the last 10 minutes to get it to work without any success

“Oh … Well.. Umm.. I suppose I could… But what sort of picture?”

“Well…..umm….he wants a ..you know…nude shot!”

I was surprised to say the least”Are you sure that it’s ok for that matter?” asked I

Ramya looked up at me “you don’t tell him that I requested ” she said. It is purely between me and u if u feel free.do help me .

Ramya took back the keyboard *OK, darling I all do the shots now and e-mail them to you as soon as I can….bye Ramya logged off the computer and looked up at me.

“OK… So where do we start?””They are your pic’s, you decide” I responded.

Ramya walked over and squatted on the bed. I could see the outline of her breasts through the knee length robe and her smooth, shapely legs and feet as she curled them under her.

“Oh yes..much better I think” said I clicking off two shots and starting to get into it. Ramya, too seemed to be starting to enjoy herself as she flashed her breasts in different poses towards the camera lens. After five shots, I said that he had some good pictures and started to put the camera down.

“But wait!” said Ramya still with a pout on her lips “I thought those were just practice, look my nipples are not even hard yet. We can’t send him those”

I just watched as Ramya slowly began to pour a little body lotion onto her exposed breasts. She was kneeling on the bed now as she proceeded to massage the lotion sensuously into the mounds, circling gently in ever decreasing motions until she inevitably reached the nipples. As she squeezed the hardening buds between her slippery fingers, I watched her eyes close and her head roll back letting her blonde curls fall casually down her naked back. As if hearing my thoughts, Ramya opened her sparkling eyes and looked straight at me moistening her lips seductively with the tip of her tongue. Not a word was spoken but the message was very clear. I, scarcely daring to breathe, softly padded the few short steps to the bed. Had I read the situation correctly? Did this beautiful and sensuous woman want my attention? This woman? This wife of my brother?

Ramya could sense his indecision “It’s OK baby” she cooed in a whisper. “shyam and I knew this might happen. Honestly, it’s fine. Come to me darling”

I slowly moved my hand to cover her own at her breast. As she slid her hand away I gently circled and squeezed her now hard nipple himself. Again Ramya’s head fell back and a louder more urgent moan escaped her lips. Encouraged by her actions I let my hands massage both of her breasts moving them gently up and down the front of her body. I massaged from her shoulders all the way down to her stomach, flicking her nipples every time my fingers passed them. Getting bolder and inspired by her ever louder moaning, I slipped her gown full open and let his hands drifted lower and lower, sweeping in gentle circles over her abdomen towards her pussy. As my fingers found the closely trimmed pubic region, Ramya pulled my head towards her and kissed me passionately. As our tongues entwined in an erotic dance,my fingers sought out the damp folds of her pussy. Reluctantly breaking our kiss, she gasped as my index finger slid lovingly inside the slick folds of her vaginal lips and found her hard clitoris.

“Oh my GOD, yes…I..yes…..oooooohhhhhhhhh….that feels so goooood”

Her pussy was leaking fluid in great quantities now as I proceeded to finger-fuck my sister-in -law to orgasm. I could sense her whole body tense up as I plunged two fingers in and out of her hole while circling her clit with his thumb. I felt her grip my shoulders tightly as her body trembled and shook involuntarily and her orgasm welled up within her.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhhh…….oh my god…..yesssssssssss……ohhhhhh I I’m cummmiinnnnngggggggg.”

I held the beautiful woman close as wey sat on the bed together and she came slowly down from her orgasm. Ie wondered if that was to be the end of the matter; if this was just an impromptu freak occurrence not to be reciprocated. As if sensing my reservations, Ramya gently lifted my hand to her lips. I watched in stunned fascination as her long pink tongue darted out and lapped her own fluid from his slick fingers. As she continued, I felt one of her hands slowly drop to the belt of my robe. I felt her unhurriedly slip the loose knot on the belt and, open the garment completely. I drew in a short gasp of air as her cool, slender fingers found my pulsating erection and wrapped themselves around it. Closing my eyes I allowed her to lean me backwards so that I was lying on my back on the bed. Slowly and lustfully her hand slid up and down my shaft. I kept my eyes tight shut, lost in the ecstasy of her touch as she paid special attention to the sensitive areas of my manhood. A bolt of electricity shot through my brain and my hips bucked upwards as I experienced the unmistakable feeling of a warm wet mouth being lowered onto my cock. I was in heaven and knew that I would not be able to control himself for too much longer in this, frankly, surreal situation. As I became aware of the increasing tension in my balls, Ramya stopped her exquisite actions and spoke.

“Please, u. Make love to me….Take me…Fuck me..”

The words seemed faintly strange coming from my sister-in-law, but I was too excited, to near climax to argue. I opened my eyes to the most amazing sight. Having completely removed her robe, Ramya was lying spread-eagled on her back. With her legs spread so wide, I could clearly see the glistening lips of her pussy, her inner thighs still wet from her secretions. She was still breathing hard and her breasts shone with a mixture of perspiration and body lotion.

Crawling to a kneeling position between her outstretched legs, I first picked up her right foot and then her left. I brought them both onto my shoulders, and twisting my head first to the right and then to the left, planted a long wet kiss on each foot. Ramya giggled as she felt this, her giggles turning to gasps as I positioned his throbbing tool at the entrance to her pussy and pushing forwards.

I knew that this position, with her feet against my shoulders, was perfect for really deep penetration, and I made the best use of it. I slid my hands under her ass and pulled her towards him as I leant forwards. My cock slid easily past her vaginal lips and I reveled in the sensation. It was like a velvet gloved hand squeezing and releasing my cock rhythmically. The blood pounded in his temples and the room was suddenly alive with the sounds of our love making. Ramya was moaning loudly, repeating my name over and over as I ploughed my cock into her depths alternating my thrusts expertly first penetrating deeply to the hilt then followed by several short slow plunges. My breathing was becoming as erratic as Ramya’s as the tension, once again, began to build in my balls. The deeper I thrust the more she shouted, encouraging me with words of lust and desire. Faster and faster….deeper and deeper. My eyes tight shut as I felt the semen boil up from my balls and erupt into her pussy. I kept pumping my length in and out of her sopping vagina feeling the inner walls contracting around her as she attempted to milk every last drop of cum out of me.

This time it was Ramya’s turn to hold me tightly as we cuddled together and I tried to regain control of my breathing and heart rate.

“Mmmm ..oh , that was so good” she whispered”

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