"Aww. Don't go on about that again, Sunil." Mark says, his face feeling hotter.

"Hey!!! Not my fault that you have a third leg, pal." Sunil grins.

Mark remembers how his fellow schoolmates reacted when they first saw him in the showers. Well, he is a lot bigger than the others.

But would she like it?...

"I don't understand why you have never got laid. All girls like big cocks! I bet even your mom does!"

He laughs at Mark's expression...

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"We need bigger guns." ~ Sergeant O'Neal, Godzilla (1998).

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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~

"What are you two naughties talking about? Women again?"

Seeing his sister's expression, he figures that she has heard at least some of what they are saying.

Wonder if she heard that I listen to them fucking?

He hopes so.

Looking over, he sees that Mark is looking more embarrassed than ever.

"Yeah, Sis! Just telling him that all girls like BIG cocks." He sees Mark's face go pale.

"Not all women, Sunil." Smiles his sister who not looking fazed at all. But then, he doesn't remember ever seeing her being embarrassed.

"Well, maybe they would if they saw what Mark's got." He finds the words are out of his mouth before he has realised what he has said. He can hear a gasping sound coming from Mark's direction.

"And what has Mark got then." He recognises that grin of hers. She is enjoying ribbing Mark as much as he is.

"A really big cock, and I mean big! But he doesn't think girls would like it."...

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"We need bigger guns." ~ Sergeant O'Neal, Godzilla (1998).

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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~

"But really, Mark. Why do you think the girls won't like it? Just how big is that bad boy you have tucked away there?"

Mark feels his head is about to burn up. He sees that his friend is loving it.

"Guess what they call him at school, sis?." Sunil grins.

No! Don't tell her that!

"Sunil!" Mark warns.

"I have no idea, Sunil. What do they call him?"

Oh no!

"Camel." His former friend says.

"Camel?" Devi asks. Mark just sits there, not saying a word.

"Yeah, camel. As in Mark Hamil from Star Wars. You know Hamil - camel."

"Thanks, Sunil." Mutters Mark...

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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~

With a sigh of relief that the attention has shifted from him, Mark gives a laugh as he watches Devi wrestle playful with Sunil. This is not the first time he has seen them play like this and always marvel how they behave considering they are not kids anymore.

Like usual when they play like this, they fall back into speaking Hindi. He watches as they roll about the room, their bodies pressing together though they are not as rough as they usually are.

Then he hears the front door open and in walks Raji, Devi's husband and Sunil's brother-in-law...

Before he can react, his sister is on him. Covering his young body with her plump warm one. Lapsing into Hindi, they whisper to each other knowing that Mark cannot understand.

"You are terrible, Sunil." Says his sister. "Trying to embarrass poor Mark like. How would you like it if someone teased you like that?"

Sunil is laughing so much that he can stop Devi from pinning him to the ground, her body pressed down on his.

"Got you, you little brat." She pauses, looking at him. "What is this I can feel." To emphasis, she push down into his groin. Sunil has to bite his lip to stop himself from gasping as his sister grinds into his half-hard erection caused by their conversation.

"You dirty boy. That conversation turned you on." She is whispering now, a strange look in her face as she again push into his groin, this time feeling his full erection.

At that moment, they hear the front door open and Raji walks in...

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"We need bigger guns." ~ Sergeant O'Neal, Godzilla (1998).

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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~

Mark watches Devi's sexy rear as she and Raji leave the room. Then he looks at Sunil who is still lying on the floor, with a funny expression on his face.

"You okay?" He asks his friend.

"Huh?" Sunil finally says, looking up at him.

"You were miles away, pal." Mark says, wondering what his friend was thinking about.

"Oh!" Is all that Sunil says.

"Look, Sunil. Can we leave tonight? Not really feeling like it."

"Why? What's up?" Sunil asks, finally focusing on his friend.

"Nothing really." That's a lie. He still feels embarrassed at the ribbing Sunil and Devi gave him earlier. "Got a heavy day tomorrow and fancy an early night."

"You sure?" Sunil asks.

"Yeah."

"Okay." Sunil says and starts to lead him to the door. Mark is surprised, his friend usually tries to persuade him to stay. Not that he minds. Mark just wants to go home.

"See ya tomorrow." Mark says as he steps through the front door.

"Yeah. Okay. Bye!" And the door is quickly slammed behind him...

He can still remember Devi pushing into him, into his growing hard-on as he herds Mark out through the door.

What has gotten into his sister?

Though he is not complaining. More than once, he has thought of his sister's plump body and big tits. But the way she reacted just now, it is like she was coming on to him.

Nah! She wouldn't would she?

Then he remembers the TV programme.

Maybe she has seen it too and is interested?

He can feel his heart racing at the thought.

Nah!

By now he has reached his objective (and the reason why he had wanted Mark to leave).

"What's got into you, Devi? Sunil and Mark are only downstairs! He hears his brother-in-law say through their bedroom door.

"They won't notice!" He hears his sister say. "Besides, it's kind of exciting having them awake while we are fucking!"

"Devi! You are incorrigible!"

"Look at that! You are just as excited. Admit it! Ohhhh!"

His ear straining, the boy hears some groaning and creaking of bedsprings.

"Oh yes, Raji." His sister. "Give me that prick! NOW!"

Shaking excitedly, he quickly fishes out his own prick...

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"We need bigger guns." ~ Sergeant O'Neal, Godzilla (1998).

"Oh yes, Raji. Give me that prick! NOW!" And so he did. Raji couldn't resist his wife. He'd had many of women before they married and had intended to continue doing so after. (One never knew what one would get in an arranged marriage.)

She had been a shy virgin on their wedding night, almost in tears at the prospect of doing it with a virtual stranger. They hadn't even seen each other until that very day. He had been very pleased by the look of her. Very pleased indeed. But Raji hadn't been sure how she would feel about him.

In truth, that was not an important factor in this marriage. Love, that is. There would always be others who wanted to fuck him. All he was interested in was getting her pregnant with a son and then... Well, whatever happened, would happen. When the plague came that dream was dashed, but by then he found that he had created a sexual monster as he liked to tell her.

Raji watched his voluptuous wife as she rode his cock, her tits jiggling up and down. She'd be the death of him yet... but what a happy death it would be. "Cum for me, Devi" he growled. "Such a sweet choot for my big, hard lund."

"Now Raji! Now! Fuck me hard! Aiyeee!"

Raji was sure the whole neighborhood could hear Devi when she came. He bucked his hips upward as she rose and fell along the length of him. Grinning, his fingers found their way to her pearl, rubbing it just the way she liked. He held back his own orgasm until he felt the first of the shuddering contractions of her cunt around his prick.

"Ooh. Yeah. Cum for me, Devi. I'm... Arghh... " Grunting, Raji exploded, filling her with his jism. "Empty me, baby. Milk me dry." And she did.

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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~

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Glistening moonlight caresses the dewed silk petals of a luscious blood red rose, yearning to be experienced, her sweet lusty fragrance uninhibited and irresistible. ~Donovan~

"Now, Raji! Now! Fuck me hard! Aiyeee!"

Hearing his sister's shouts almost makes him want to explode his seed against their bedroom.

But he can't, despite how much he wants to. Instead, his legs shaking with his lust, the boy quickly scampers back to his room.

Once in the sanctuary of his own room, he pulls of his clothes, finding the heat too much.

"Gods! I have a really big lund for you, sis." He gasps, gripping his throbbing erection as he falls on his bed. He continues to gasp as he starts to stroke himself, proud of his stout tool that has the thickeness that his fingers can hardly encompass.

In his mind, he can see them, him and his sister, on the bed. Both naked and doing forbidden things to each other. Things that the Government now wants them to do.

The door suddenly opens and the object of his latest desire comes striding.

"Sunil! What were you doing listening outside my room, you naughty... Ohhh... "

He had reacted quickly to the intrusion, sitting up on the side of his bed. But he is not quick enough to hide his stone-cladded erection from his sister's gaze.

"Sunil!" Her voice sounds strange as she close the door behind her. "What was that I saw?"

Sunil can watch in open shock as Devi slowly walks up to him, her thin nightdress showing him the shape of her delicious plump body if not the essence.

Even so, he tries to cover himself even as now stands over him.

"Show me." He hears her saying breathlessly. "Show me what you are hiding."...

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"We need bigger guns." ~ Sergeant O'Neal, Godzilla (1998).