Fucked Snow White In Starry Night! (Full Story)
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Hey ISS folks! I am Samyak Manwani, and today I’m going to narrate my Sex Adventure with my Eye Candy Elder Cousin Priyanshi! And, I bet you that after reading the full story, you will say this for sure: “Goddamn, this is the best story I have ever read on ISS!” So, brace yourself friends, you are on the quest of vintage erotica! You may provide your feedback at [email protected], or at [email protected], or both! :) [Written by Sam, Proof-Read by Priyanshi] Here we go: The story dates back to 7th of March, 2010! But wait, before I proceed further let me give you a brief insight to our family! My Dad is an Army Officer and Mom, a Physics Professor! I am their only son: Sam, 21, Fair, B. Tech. Graduate Student from IITK, 5′ 9″, and neither I have a 8″ boner like others nor I look like Ian Somerhalder! I’m just a normal boy like most of you. Moreover, my Ex-GF used to tell that I have a charming smile! ;) I work for IBM, that’s all, of me! My Mom has a sister, Dr. Anisha Avni, I call her: Aunt Anne! Her husband is a Neuro-Surgeon, currently in London! At that time, they all were residing in New town, Kolkata. They have a daughter, the girl around whom the story revolves! Priyanshi Avni, Former DPS Head Girl, my Elder Cousin, Milky White complexion, 34C-26-34, Pink glossy lips, Hot Brunette, Brown Eyes, 5′ 7″, 110 pounds, and a very fun-loving and studious rare breed of girl! She is 22 now, pursuing her Masters in Humanities from Yale, US. These days she is being in my home on vacation and together we decided to revive the old memories! ;) Hope you enjoy! So where were we? Yup, 07/03/2010! As I have an Army background, I got an opportunity to change 7 schools till my 9th grade. For preventing my 10th Boards to get ruined, with this benign thought, my mom sent me to my Aunt’s Place, all the way from Ambala Cantt to Kolkata! All new city, an aspiring young child with dreams to fulfill, and his enticing adolescence! Sooner, I got admitted to DPS, and got good grades in 9th and 10th. All was smooth-and-silky, parents happy, uncle-aunt happy, and I got a whole new set of rocking friends! Life was heaven. . .until then. . . 07/03/2010! My Uncle-Aunt went to attend a Medical Conference in Houston, Texas (US). Few weeks ago, my Priyanshi Di (better to call Priya) had been elected as the Head-Girl of our school, and we all were very proud! On 17/03/2010 our school’s Foundation Day was to be celebrated and she had been preparing hard for it with some weird-remix drama of “Snow White meets Frankenstein”. So, it was impossible for her to accompany them to Texas. As per schedule, they boarded their flight on 07/03/10 for a fortnight! It was only me and her, a lot of Junk Food and TV! Yay ;) Three days elapsed, life was fun! On 10/03/10, her friend Aamna (she looks like Katie Holmes), came to our flat early in the morning. She used to live in the same apartment. She and Priya went for shopping for Drama Outfits, and voila, I was the King-of-the-House! Nobody to stop me from having tons of Junk Food and my PlayStation! 10 hours passed in the dreamy way. . . It was 9 o’ clock , and they hadn’t showed up! I got worried! So, I called Priya, she did not pick up the phone! Damn it, this girl gonna kill me! I dialled again! And moments later, doorbell rang. It was Priya! I opened the door and she tossed 5-6 shopping bags and they both jumped to the sofa! She was looking gorgeous in Green Gucci Top and Levi’s Black Jeans with a Fiber Glass Designer Shoes! Also, Aamna was looking fabulous in Blue Kurti and White Cotton Jeans! Soon enough, Calvin Klein aroma filled the room with a tinge of girls’ erotic sweat smell! Two H-Bombs just dropped onto me, ooh boy, what an evening that was! Lucky me! ;) “Phew, it was a hectic day, that shopping salesman was so moron, he did not even. . .” “WAIT!, where were both of you?!”, I stopped Priya in the mid way. “Err, the salesman delivered us the wrong commodity! We had to go back! ” Aamna cut-in between. “Hmm”, I tossed water bottle to them. They were all sweaty and looked tired. I was relieved, as they at least showed up in time. “Sorry!”, Priya enunciated the words with a childish giggle, “Promise me, you won’t tell Mom!” “Okay, fine!”, I assured. “See, Sam is easy to persuade, I told you na! Give me my 100 bucks!”, Priya uttered and winked at me. I gave an annoyed look. Aamna handed over the money to her in frustration and Priya grinned. I sniffed. Later, they rushed to Priya’s room murmuring something related to How-thrilling-this-school-event-gonna-be and all. . . I continued watching Comedy Central on TV. Half an hour later, I heard a loud thud from her room, perhaps someone fell off the bed! I hurriedly headed to her door, and knocked. “Is everything fine, Snow White and Katie Holmes?”, I enquired. No reply for couple of minutes. “We are good!” Don’t worry”, it was Aamna’s voice. “Do you mind, if I look into?” I entreated. No reply again. “Wait a second!”, both of them combinely replied. I waited and moments later, Aamna opened the door. Damn, the whole room was filled with Cigarette smoke, windows open, AC delivering air to its maximum capacity, Priya hiding the Cigarette by one hand and holding her left knee with the other. ” Care to explain!”, I said with Parental authority. And waited. “Sam. . .actually. . .”, I stopped Aamna in the mid-way. Priya lifted her face, beautiful brown eyes then filled with pearl like droplets of tears. Face reddened and lips trembling. ” Sam, I tripped off the bed while trying the Snow White outfit”, she said pointing towards her silky azure dress she had donned. Aww, she was looking like a mesmerising fairy in that beautiful dress, with fine Golden embroidery on Blue silk, having skillfully tailored Red sparkling borders and a crystal White bottom. I tried hard to look away and pretended to be stern. “And, the Cigarettes?”, I shot merciless query. Both of them looked petrified. Long pause followed. Nobody said nothing. I rushed out of the room to the Hall. Within few minutes, Aamna came out of the room and headed directly to the door. “DON’T RUIN MY SISTER, MISS KATIE!”, every word I uttered was of hatred. She didn’t say anything. She went away. 11 o’ clock. I was lying on the sofa watching TV. Inconspicuously, Priya came to Hall, standing back of the sofa, she claimed her presence with a sigh. ” Sorry!”, she exclaimed with her baby like innocence. I ignored. “I said sorry!”, this time she was a bit louder. “I heard you the first time! Go back to sleep!”, I said with apathy. She did not say a word. She kept standing. I felt bad. I bolted up, and said sit! I went to fridge and brought the Ice-Bag. “Where?”, I asked with empathy. She looked at me, eyes still red, and lifted the dress slightly above her left knee. “Here”, she childishly said in low pitch. “How many times do I have to tell you that the Katie-girl will ruin you. But, no, you never give a thought to it. In fact, you often don’t care what your family advices you. Eh, see, how badly you have hurt yourself!”, I rebuked her seeing her blackened knee. “Ouch!”, she exclaimed. “Now, what?!”, I lost my temper. “Ice is too cold!”, she inaudibly retorted. I said nothing and kept massaging the leg, staring blankly at TV. “Sorry, Sam! You may tell Mom, if you want to!”, she sadly said. “Go to Hell with your sorry thing, damn you, you know I won’t utter a single word”, I scolded, “Holy crap! Every time , you create a new tragedy! Spare me! Who am I? Batman or Superman, to save you now and then from Aunt, eh?” “You look hungry! Have not eaten anything?”, she worriedly said. “Stop behaving like my Mom and Aunt!”, I said in frustration. I looked at her, she was peeping at me. I looked away. “Beta, but you look hungry! Pasta or Maggi?”, she mimicked Aunt Anne. And, all of a sudden, we burst into laughter. She stood up, and hugged me. It was a long hug, clock slowed down, and her fruity smell dissolved into the thin air. “Pasta, okay!”, and within a second she left for kitchen wobbling. I was lost in my own world, I went up to the window gazing out of it. The bright light of distant Dum Dum Airport was magnificent and the panorama from the 11th floor was picturesque! I looked up the wall clock, it is still 23 minutes to 12 o’ clock. Tomorrow was Priya’s Birthday! I went back to fridge and took out the small Black Forest Chocolate Cake that I ordered for her. I lit a candle on it and kept it in her room. The caption on cake read: “Happy Birthday Snow White <3” Few minutes later, she came up with one large bowl of Pasta and two silver forks. Tomato sauce was overflowing, with extra cheese and tasty toppings: the smell was luscious. “Here is the Special Pasta by Master Chef Priyanshi! Bon Appetite!”, she grinned showing her perfect straight teeth, rolling her tongue comically over her lips. 2 more minutes to 12 o’ clock! I saw the clock in eagerness. She said,” Don’t start without me, let me change the dress, otherwise it will get dirty!” And, she headed to her room. Moments later, she shrieked. She ran towards me and cuddled me tightly. I uttered in her ears slowly, “Happy Birthday, Snow White!” She was full of tears, she stuttered, “You remember!” I said, ” I guess so!” She gave me cute kiss on the cheeks. She said, “Sammy, I love you!” and smiled sweetly. “Enough of your melodrama, I am starving, let us have some Pasta Eating Competition”, I hurriedly suggested. She giggled and showed her thumb up. We had hardly started eating, then all of a sudden flood of phone calls started coming. Non-stop, one after another for half an hour, birthday wishes kept coming. We were sitting in her bedroom, in the meanwhile, all the time I was feeding her pasta. She was lying on the bed with her head on my thigh, while talking. Her hair was fitfully covering her face. I was totally lost in her impeccable beauty. Testosterone was hiking. The neckline of her Snow White dress was too revealing, I was ogling all the time at her milky cleavage and at the Platinum necklace that made its way deep down underneath. I wished I would had been that necklace! I was in my own fantasy world: roaming with dark desires and cravings. “Aamna is saying sorry to you!”, she said while looking at me suddenly. Her face turned up to me, with eyes directly onto my face. “Who said what?”, I tried to come out of my fantasy world and tried to focus on what she just said. But, it was all like trying to hold water in the fist. “Aamna! The girl whom you call Katie Holmes!”, she told me to convey sorry to you. I stammered, “Ok-okay, fi-fine!” She continued to look at me for few more seconds and turned her face and continued talking. Woof. That was a close encounter. My heart beats refused to calm down. What if , she had noticed me ogling at her boobs! Finger crossed. I tried to be normal again. Suddenly, she rose up and brought the cake from the table and took a piece and fed me. I took another piece and rubbed it on her face. “Ewww!”, she jumped and rubbed handful of cake all on my face, ” just give me two minutes, you will regret for what you just did!” She childishly threatened and continued talking to Katie. Believe me, the thin chocolate layer on her face could drive anyone crazy to fall for her. She was looking stunning. And, her intermittent  giggles were the catalyst. I was lost again. She lied back. I noticed a small crumb of cake was held in between her curvy white cleavage. I looked at it like a hungry dog. Seeing her breast slowly moving up and down, and her white thighs; was giving me a hard on. I fumbled across the bed, and found Frankenstein spooky mask. I wore it and kept looking at the hot babe lying on my lap, acting to be funny though. Minutes passed. I was the happiest person alive ever. All of a sudden, she turned at me, and caught me looking at her boobs. “My eyes are here!”, she said pointing to her dazzling eyes, ” Mr. Frankenstein!” I said nothing and felt ashamed. I stood up and walked out the room. “Stop Sam!”, she stared at me, “Aamna, talk to you tomorrow morning. Bye sweetie! Night!”, Priya hung up the phone. “Where are you going, Frankenstein?”, she sounded mysterious. “Feeling sleepy, Di!”, I avoided to look at her. “That thing says a entirely different story!”, she said stressing at every word, while pointing at my hard on boner. I felt low. She turned, and tuned a song on her iPhone. The R. Kelly song reverberated in the room. She lit up a Cigarette out of her bag and told me to sit there. The ball was in her court, I could not defend myself. I obeyed like an afraid child. What if, she complain to Mom or Aunt. That thought gave me goosebumps. I prayed. She told me to wait, till she takes the shower. After that, she went to the Bathroom. Perhaps, this was the first time, I have ever been to her room, it seems. Toys, dolls and Teddy Bears: all were adorned in the shelf meticulously. Combination of Pink and Green colours artistically painted on the wall, with a Rainbow drawn on the ceiling. A poster of Sylvester Stallone, two fluffy heart shaped pillows, Red Silk Bedsheet with a very thick mattress, and slow soothing sound of Wind chimes on the window side: was all mesmerising! ‘Sweet Dreams Priyanshi’ was carved on the wall in Golden hue at the bedside, and the room as always smelled like roses! “Argh! Ouch!”, the sound was from the bathroom. My thread of thoughts broke apart, I went up to bathroom door hastily. “Everything fine!?”, I asked worriedly. “Nope!”, she said in pain. “May I come in, or wait outside!” “Come and help, I fell down!”, she said after half a minute. I went inside, she had barely managed to wrap herself in the white bathrobe, holding her leg. With Shampoo in the hair, and soap all over the body. Her willowy white skin was glowing, and she was looking in dire pain. I bent down and tried to give her a helping hand, but she was rather unable to stand up. I put my hands around her belly and tried again. Her boobs were half visible, with a little bit of nip-slip. Her skin was radiant and was pitch perfect. She with a great difficulty stood up, and by mistake, she kept her hand on the shower tap. Water drizzled over us and we got fully drenched. ” Sorry, I was. . .”, she tried to explain. “It’s okay!”, I said. My boner was about to burst. I felt like throwing her robe off and fuck her till eternity. I controlled myself. She noticed my rock hard dick and said, ” Again! Oh Gosh!”, and sniggered. I apologised and felt ashamed to my heart’s core. I said, “I hope you will get a proper bath all by yourself! Call me after you are done!” “I CAN’T!”, she said. And she was not lying, I know. ” What to do?”, I worriedly asked. She suggested me to stay. She said, “Turn off the lights. And hold her from back until she showers!” I had no other option, I was ready to cooperate. She put both of her hands on the wall to get support and I turned off the lights. She requested to put her bathrobe down, and my trembling hands did it. Seconds passed. . . “What are you waiting for?!”, she asked, ” Slowly rub!” No need to feel shy, she assured me. I put up my hands on her hair and washed all the shampoo, then her shoulders. I was puzzled what to do next? She said, “Breast!” And I was dumbfound. I slowly touched her boobs, it was so soft and tender, my adrenaline rush was at peak. Her soft ass was slightly touching my dick, and it was driving me horny. “Use both hands. Soap is still there.”, she slowly said. I placed my both hands around her breast and fully cupped it. She slowly moaned. I trembled. She slightly pushed her butt to my dick, knowingly or unknowingly, I did not know. My cock inserted half inch in her ass-crack. I stopped. ” Ahh!”, she moaned. In spite of the cold water pouring in, and the cold air of midnight: her body was emanating heat and I could feel her warmth. “Di, I guess, all is done!”, I stammered. ” Nah, it just get started!”, she said in a drunken voice, “Down there!” I slowly guided my hands to her navel, and suddenly she caught my right hand and put it on her juicy cunt. It was all wet, juicy and slightly slippery. She said with a deep moan, “Sam! You have not given me my birthday gift yet!” I was dumbstruck. What to say and what not to say? She turned around, put her hands around my neck and placed her juicy lips on mine. I was on cloud eleven. I forgot everything. Snow White just kissed Frankenstein! I responded with great vigour. I clasped her and spanked hard on her butt. She shrieked. “Again, big boy!”, she pleaded with a lip bite. I spanked her ass couple more times and lifted her on my lap and headed towards her bedroom. I tossed her wet body in the air onto the bed and here was she: hot babe lying naked, a mermaid with curvy pure white flesh, a studious ambitious girl with whom half the school die to talk, a caring cousin, a sex-bomb, a girl whom I dotes upon, and moreover, Snow White under the starry night longing to get fucked! I removed my wet Denim T-Shirt and Shorts and jumped onto the bed. She smiled notoriously, “Don’t tell parents!”, and she nudged and giggled. “I will think of it later!”, I grinned and started kissing her all over the body. Damn, she was sexy. I was the lucky dwarf, the eighth one, it seemed. “Eat it!”, she pleaded with her legs spread apart. Her pink tight pussy was pouring love juices, I licked and licked and licked. It tasted salty and her pussy smelled a bit like rotten fish. I inserted my tongue in her love hole and tongue fucked her for a minute or so, and she hit her orgasm. Delivering ounches of love juices all over the bed. Not long after, she squirted all upon my face. Her body shivered, face glowed a bit more and she smiled in ecstacy. She pulled my hair and brought me closer, and cuddled with all her might. “Sam, I love you baby!”, she moaned. I replied through my tongue. Ummh. . .ahh. . .slowlyyyy. . .she vocalised as I licked over her clitoris. Porn Movies were proving to be a good teacher. I continued. She rolled over, opened her drawer, took out her designer bag, and then a condom. “Use it”, she winked. “What, how, who the hell give you that? What is it doing in your wallet?”, I was shocked. “Hey, I am still a virgin! Don’t worry! Aamna gave me, she told me that it may come handy at times!”, she gave an erotic smile. I cursed and thanked altogether that bitch in my mind and pulled Priya up. She bit my ears by teeth and ripped the packet. “Kamasutra, Dotted, Strawberry flavoured: for extra pleasure!”, she slowly read and gave a shy smile. I bit her lips and verbalised, “It all depends on the man how he uses his tools babe!” She laughed and started putting it over my penis. Meanwhile, I caressed her hair, it was so silky and beautiful! “Lap sex or Missionary?”, I asked. ” I don’t know!”, she childishly replied, ” whatever hurts less!” I opted Missionary as she was going to bleed as this is her first time. I slowly tried to insert my cock in her cunt, but it was way too tight. I looked at her and she shrugged. I told her to put towel in her mouth, and she obeyed. She closed her eyes and Thwack. . .Thawck. . .Thwack! Three hard penetrations and a stream of blood emerged. I looked at her and tiny droplets of tears found all its way down through her cheeks to her slender neck. She trembled hard. I said, “Sorry!” She sat and smooched me and said, “I hope it won’t pain again for rest of the turns!” She was raunchy and hungry, she needed more! And, both of us knew it. I clasped her firm breast and licked her pink tits, her moaning never stopped, and so did my passion. I lifted her and placed her on my lap. I inserted my dick in her pussy and slowly lifted her up and down with my hands on her butt. She hit orgasm so did I, simultaneously. We lied back on the bed kissing each other intermittently with great intimacy and longing. “Water!”, she demanded. ” What?”, I said in bafflement. “Arrey! Water! The thing we drink, when we get thristy!”, she said and laughed. And I joined her in laughter. I kissed her and went to the kitchen. The Hall wall clock hands’ showed 03:20 am. I have no clue what and how all happened within few hours. But, certainly this was the best night of my life. I drank some water and took a glass of it for her. I saw a bottle of honey on the kitchen shelf and smirked. I took it too and went to her bedroom. After all this sexual adventure, neither of us were tired. It felt like it was all to begin again. I turned her back, letting her to lie back. Then I emptied the honey bottle all over her ass and started licking over. Her cute butt was so soft and curvy, I was hard again. She was damn hottie and pretty, yea, I loved her! And she loved me too! And, we still do! No lust, it is true love for us: from childhood till now and forever hereafter! Anyway, back to the story: “Could you walk to the window?”, I asked her. She looked at me, smiled enthusiastically, and said, “I will try!” And I helped her to reach up to the window. “Are you fine? Or, should we move back to bed?”, I asked. “Nah, it is good here”, she smilingly said as the cold breeze struck our sweaty faces. I turned to her cupboard and opened it. Kurties, Tops, Denims, Jeans, Shorts, School Uniform, Shoes, Lingeries, and what not: everything beautifully arranged. I looked back at her and witnessed her puzzled face. I gave her a naughty look and took two veils from it. “Noooo!”, she laughed, “No way!” I hugged her from behind and kissed her neck and licked her ears. She surrendered. I tied both of her hands to the window and turned off the lights. And took her from behind. “Darling, you are my wife!”, I said from deep down my heart, ” I love you, Priyanshi!” “I am yours only and I love you too Jaan!”, she slowly said into my ears. I took her face in my hands and I could feel the intensity of her emotions from the drop of tears onto my hands. We kissed: slowly and steadily with love, not lust! Minutes passed by. Love and lust intermingled with temptations was in the air. ” Bhow-Bhow”, I mimicked, “Let’s try Doggy style, Priya!” She laughed hard. “Okiz”, she bent her ass a bit more to the back. I firmly clasped her left boob by one hand and the waist by the other. And we fucked and fucked and fucked, till she reached orgasm. Her body softened, I untied her and lifted her back to the bed. She slowly said with hazy eyes, “This is the best night of my life and the best birthday gift ever!” And we kissed slowly, more slowly and even more slower; until we fell asleep within each other’s arms. Our souls intertwined into one thereafter! She woke me up at 11 o’ clock next morning with a loving snog and a cup of coffee. We created and subsequently broke new records in our sexual adventure in the days that followed! And, eight days later, we had a threesome with Katie Holmes, and believe me, I made that bitch cry out of pain! Leave it , that is all a new different story! I hope you enjoyed! Hopefully, I will write that threesome orgy too, but let us get your kind and intuitive feedbacks first! Take care friends :) Good luck! (Sam and Priyanshi) Signing Off :) Please like our FB Fan Page for latest updates – https://www.facebook.com/priyanshi.samyak.aamna