Saga1: The Prologue- Masturbation And Introduction
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This is going to be a long  sex story. So, be patient and hold on to your horses. You can send me the feedbacks to [email protected] Prologue: Hi, this is Samhita and the sex story I’m going to narrate happened when I was 18 years old. First of all, let me tell you about me and my parents so that you understand my sex story better. I never thought that I’m a beauty queen but I think I have a very nice body. I am 5’6″, fair looking with long hair. Now before you get bored with all this description, let me tell you, I am chubby, not fat. I also have a pair of 32B breasts bouncing on my chest. Yeah…I’ve got size B with strong pink coloured titties. Down there, I also have a tight little pussy that has never been touched by anyone’s hands other than mine. I guess that’s enough of me, so now about my parents. They are the greatest parents one could hope for, but they are also very boring. Their daily ritual is always the same. They get up, go to work, come home and spend the night either watching dumb serials on the TV or sleeping. They have sex once a week with the lights off and my dad on top. Yes, I know. I have seen them several times in their intimate timings. And believe me, no one could be louder than them in the bed. Bored already? I guess you are. Well, here comes the little twist to my sex story. I spent my 18th birthday in a beautiful and secured large farm house. The reason behind this is that my parents owe money to some guy. They couldn’t repay him I time and therefore, in return, he asked me for trading for a day. If I go, he would cancel all the dues we owe him and let them walk away in peace. No questions asked. You get the idea, right? Surprised? Yeah!! So was I. At first I thought how bad one day away from my home could be. I knew I’m going to be fucked my brains out there. But the biggest surprise is yet to come. You want me to reveal it here itself? No!! I am not going to. Go through the story to find out for yourself. Now, for all those people thinking to skip this sex story, I tell you, there is a lot of sex in my story. But also, there is so much more. And just a heads-up, I am also expecting my first child. Whose baby is it you may ask? Well, you will have to listen to my story to find out. End of Prologue. Still there?? Good!! I won’t disappoint you anymore. Going straight into the sex story how it all began. The sex story begins the morning of my 18th birthday. It was around 5 am in the morning. Yet, the sun was already up but I was wide awake with the happiness that I’m 18 years old now. I am laying down on my bed with both the windows open to catch the early morning sunshine and the fan moving at full speed. But, it’s still too warm in my room because of the humidity and adding to the erotic dreams I had last night. So here I am, lying all naked in the middle of my bed listening to the guy on the FM radio telling me we were going to have a splendid day today. “Tell me about it,” I whispered as I ran my hands all over my body frisking here and there for comfort. I know that my parents are going to be in bed for some more time since I knew that today’s their week off and above all also owing to all the weird noises I heard through their room last night. Told you, neither of them is silent!! So, I thought why shouldn’t I get some fun time for myself. Over all these 7 years, I meant right from my 11 years of age when I matured, to now, I had learned quite well how to pleasure myself without making huge sounds. A little into the history, I started masturbating when I was 11years old. At those times, it was mostly about the TV actors and few paper models. The very first time I came, I screamed so hard that my father had to rush in, breaking my door thinking that I was dying out of pain. But only I knew that this pain is going to release me of my pressure… He was almost dumb silent looking me in my attire, with all wet skirt and topless. Yeah!! Not exactly a scene a girl wants to remember. And definitely not how a father expects to see his daughter. And now, I started out as I always do. I made sure that the windows and doors were all shut and locked. I hopped into my bed again and closed my eyes picturing my favourite actor naked in my mind. Then I ran my hands over my tits. Running my fingertips slightly all over my flesh and making soft gestures all over my body. Then I moved my hands down to my waist and started to lift my upper torso and taking off my T shirt. My fingers moved to my nipples, pulling and squeezing them as I moaned softly. Now the imagination changed to him fucking me in many different positions. So, my hand lazily moved down my body until it comes to my pussy region. I slowly slipped my hands into my panty and began feeling all over my bald pussy. That’s right, bald as hell. Not a single hair down there. I never let anything grow down there. Down there and in my armpits, too. As I kept feeling my pussy, I gently removed my panty and threw it away. It already had some strains of my orgasm from last night dream. I then licked my fingers wet enough and started running them over my outer pussy lips as I continued to maul at my breast with my other hand. Now between my hands and the imagination I am having in my head, my pussy is getting pretty hot. So, I spread the lips open and started touching my clit. The best part is that I am gifted with a clit that could be felt easily. I often felt my clitoris growing larger than my nipples would erect. WOW! A strong wave of pleasure courses through me beginning from my nipples and making its course all around my belly button and finally reaching my pussy almost making me scream. Yes, almost. So, I began to run my nails over my clitoris and started lifting my hips up in air as if I am taking a massive sized prick into me… Oh, god that feels so good. So, good… But that’s not good enough. Not today. The day I am going to be licensed to fuck. All this while, my other hand is still mauling my boobs but the other hand is getting busy. I ran my hand down all over my pussy until I reach the little bump above my slit. I began to press on it a couple of times and moan louder with every passing second. Oh, yeah, right there. Then my hand dances further down till I find my precious prize for the moment. My pussy is all drenched and soaked and is still leaking all the fluids it can. The very first time I felt this situation, I had to run all the way to the washroom thinking that I am pissing involuntarily. Oh, God… I had to mop my floor twice that day to get rid of the weird smell from the room. As I began to flood the sheets, I kept my fingers deep into my pussy feeling the flesh all the way in. One finger in, the second follows and now the third finger inside… I could feel the wetness on all my fingers and the tight space there bringing me more pleasure. What a feeling it was!!! I could feel my vaginal muscles clenching my fingers, not letting them go any further. Yet, against al the resistance I’m getting, I moved my digits forward. That’s what gives you the utmost pleasure… moving something in my tight pussy. That’s what gives you the utmost pleasure… moving something in my tight pussy. By now, you might have noticed that I am not thinking of my favourite actor anymore… I lost my mind through all these pleasurable sensations my pussy is giving me. You can bet on me that I am moaning up as a thunder as my fingers were sliding in and out of my sweet little leaking pussy. My hips are dancing in the air and hitting the bed as hard as they possibly could. I can hear the bed squeaking and making sounds against the floor. Not that I cared. I knew my parents could hear me if they were awake. Yeah! But who cares when I am in such a situation. I am all lost in an entirely different world of pleasure Now my fingers were flying in and out of me and I could easily sense that my orgasm is going to build up. But I just need a bit more to push myself over the edges and cum even more than ever. So, I took one my hand drenched in the wetness and moved it back to my breasts and rubbing the wetness all over my boobs, pressing my nipples and pinching them hard in between my fingers till they were hurt bad and turned red with pain. With one hand, I began mashing my boobs like dough and with the other hand, I began fucking myself with those slender fingers. As I continued to slam my fingers inside me, I started mewling like crazy and it was not hard to realise that my bed was bouncing hard like it was caught in a hurricane. My feet were braced firm against the bed and my ass was in the air as I fingered my pussy hard. I am feeling like my world has exploded into several little pieces and formed into an orgasm and washed over me. I clasped my lips hard to contain all my moans as my pussy began to open all the flood gates for one last time. Believe me, orgasming could be so painful sometimes. I often finger myself to the extremes and I could feel that I am losing all my bodily fluids in the form of orgasm and then lie on the bed for an hour or so, just to regain all my energy back. I kept fingering myself slowly, trying to cum as long as I could. And when I finally emptied myself, I just collapsed on the bed. My fingers were all sticky, and salty and smelly of course. I have this weird habit of keeping my fingers in my mouth and tasting them as soon as I come. At first I didn’t like the taste. But you know, people change with time. So, did I. I became a huge admirer of the taste and began doing it frequently just to have a taste sometimes. Yeah, I know I am nasty. I started sucking my fingers one after the other and kept doing so till I emptied my pussy clean… Before we go any further, let me tell you I am a bisexual. Me and my friends experiment a lot with ourselves. But the thing is, I do not like tasting the cum of another girl. I just like the taste of my own juices and I do suck greedily at my fingers, even though I am not competing with anyone for my cum. Tasting my salty cum turned me on again. So, I thought could go for one more round. But then I heard my dad going into the bathroom across the door. So, I thought that’s it for today and climbed out of my bed, grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom, the other bathroom. I freshened up a bit and came into the hall. My parents came and kissed me on the cheek and wished me a happy birthday. Little did I know that this birthday is going to bring me so much of happiness to my life. After that everyone went into their daily chores and were busy for an hour or so. A little while later, my dad came rushing in a couple minutes later. He then kissed my mother on her cheek and took the cup of tea she’s been holding out for him. I know she’s very sweet. Right?!! From the manner, they looked at each other, I figured out that they had lots of fun last night. Last night was Friday and today is their week off. Obviously, they must have had a heel of a night. Not to forget the loud moans I have been hearing all night. Yeah!! Last night was sex night. My parents are too predictable, aren’t they? After breakfast, my dad again hugged me with warmth and handed me cash… Lots of it. He whispered in my ears “Honey, Welcome to adult-hood. Go shopping and buy anything you find sexy to wear tonight for dinner,” saying so, he patted me lovingly on my ass and gave out a devilish grin. I wondered what he has in store for me. I went to my mom and asked what he’s up to. Taking my face into her palms, kissed me on my forehead, and whispered in my ears, “SURPRISE!!!” Now this made me freak out a bit. I knew they always plan some big surprises for me on my birthday. But either one of them will reveal it before the actual plan. Like for my 16th birthday, they gave me a scooty and for my 17th, I got my first pair of western dress with sexy lingerie. So, I guess this year it’s going to be more than a sexy dress to wear. But fingers crossed!!! No one is revealing me what’s the big surprise is going to be. So, asked my mom what I should buy. She took me closer and kissed me again, and said “Anything you find sexy, big girl.” Those last words, big girl, definitely made me blush and I could feel my cheeks turn red and warm. “Really, something sexy?” I asked her again, just to confirm if I heard right. She nodded her head in approval. She then walked over to dad and whispered something in his ears. And they burst out laughing out loud. “Okay…” I said and left from there. I came back to my room, took a head bath and wore a casual wear and left out on my bike, heading for the city. Within half an hour, I reached my favourite boutique, Kavita’s boutique. The owner of the boutique is the mother of one of my best friends. The best thing is that she loves me more than my friend does. And who would reject a pair of dress coming for free, on every birthday!! Being a weekend, the boutique was moderately busy with a couple of women here and there. Anyways, I found my way straight to Kavita aunty. The moment she saw me, she burst out with a big smile on her face and came running into me and gave a real tight hug and said, “Happy birthday baby!!” “Thanks aunty,” I said and tried to move back, as PDA is weird. But she didn’t let me go. She held me close and said, “Finally legal age to lose the cherry, huh!!” I blushed again. Yes, she was kind of a close friend to me than anything else. I used to share a lot of things with her since my childhood. It’s on one such casual conversations, I said her that I want to lose my virginity as early as possible. I never thought that she would still remember that. I didn’t reply her anything, except for a grin on my face. And that’s enough to say that I truly am waiting to get rid of my virginity. I am waiting to see what she is going to gift me today. As I looked at her, she understood. She kept her arms around me and walked me to her cabin. I told her, “Mom wants me to buy something really sexy to wear for tonight’s dinner” Kavita aunty looked at me in awe and exclaimed, “something as in getting laid tonight sexy???” I whistled back, “I wish.” She started laughing at me, and I could see her boobs jugging with her laughter. I tried to hit her on her shoulder to make her stop. But accidentally my hand slipped and I ended up hitting one of her breast. This is not the first time I am feeing her boobs though. Many times, when she takes me closer to her, I could feel her soft boobs pressing on my arms and chest. They were so soft that I kept wanting more of that from her. To be frank, she is the only reason I am still friends with her crazy daughter. She didn’t know that I had these kinds of feelings towards her. She just said, “Sorry honey” and pinched lovingly on my cheeks. “I just have the right attire for you, come with me,” she said and asked me to sit there for a while. She came back in like 15minutes with the most beautiful dress I had seen in my life. It was Pink in colour with a margin of cream coloured shades. The bodice of the dress seemed real thin and I wondered if my ample breasts would fit in or not. Also, it had spaghetti straps behind, the bottom was specially designed to barely cover the hips on one side, and on the other side it went down to the floor making it look like a V shaped pattern. She handed it to me and once again wished my happy birthday. Once she handed me the dress, I felt all over it and realized it was made out of pure silk. I was really awestruck with this gift from her. As I was feeling the dress, Kavita aunty came from behind, wrapped her arms around my neck and asked me to try on the dress. I looked at her and laughed mischievously and walked towards the changing room. I stripped my dress and left with just my satin bra and panty. As I tried to put on the new dress, I came to know that I was right about it. The bodice of the dress was too tight for me. I could not really fit in. I kept struggling with the dress for 10minutes, when Kavita aunty enquired if everything was ok. I told her that the dress doesn’t fit me in a sad tone. She then asked me to open the door of the changing room. As I was just in my inners, I quickly wore my jeans and opened the door to let her in. Once she was in, I was shy and tried to cover my boobs with my hands. She laughed at me and asked me to ease. Obviously, she’s seeing me since my childhood. What else do I have to hide from her. So, I took off my hands and was trying to make myself comfortable around her. I told her what my problem was. She found out that the bodice of the dress is not sufficiently large to fit my bosoms. So, in an attempt to fit the dress, she grasped my boobs, one in each hand as if measuring their size. I shivered a bit and exclaimed, “Kavita aunty…!!” She looked at me and laughed and said, “These have grown a lot since I saw you last time” “Yes, I have been trying hard to make them look like yours,” I flirted back, placing my hands on her boobs over the blouse. “Ahaa… in that case you should be considering my advice me to make them any bigger,” she said and started mashing my boobs one after the other. I was flying in an entirely different world now. I kept enjoying her every single move on me. Just when I was about to lean onto her to in an attempt to kiss her, someone banged the door and we are back to our senses. We smiled realising what was about to happen, and rushed into work. She said that I need a bra of smaller cup and size in order to fit into the dress. So, I tried one with 30B. It was tight at first. But as I kept it on, I got used to it. I loved the way they made my bosoms look bigger, holding them closer to one another, with a lot of cleavage visible. I then tried the dress and it fit in perfectly. The only problem is that it let out a lot of my cleavage to view for everyone. Looking into the mirror, I realised that the material over the belly of the dress and below it was transparent. I could see my belly button clearly as the dress was struck to my body and also I could clearly see the colour of my jeans through the dress. One side of the dress ended just at the level of my waist and the other side hung down to my feet. The silk seemed to fit me perfectly. I wondered looking at myself in the mirror. I was absolutely stunning. As I came out of the room, Kavita aunty came in a hurry and kissed me on my cheeks and said, “I know this would suit you.” I blushed. She then ran her fingers from my nose and then lips, chin, neck and all the way down to my cleavage. She placed her fingers in my cleavage and started moving sideways, trying to feel the flesh of my boobs. “Wow…!!!” is all that she said during this time. I came close to her and kissed her and said thanks for the gift. She replied that she would do anything to keep me happy. I smiled and stepped back. We kept talking for a while and I left the boutique an hour later. On my way, back, I bought some shoes and two pairs of shorts and a couple of blouses. Then I went into another store to buy a makeup kit and a couple of dazzling earrings. In the afternoon, my friends met and we all went for a local café and then left for a movie. By 6:00pm, I was back in my home. My parents pretty much had the same reaction to the dress as Kavita aunty. I could see my dad almost drooling from his mouth. He pulled me closer and hugged me tight. I could feel my breasts imprinting on his flat chest. I can sense my nipples getting harder and making an impression on my silky dress. I just hugged him back and stepped bac from him. “You look stunning darling, just what you need for tonight” my mom, said and kissed my forehead. I didn’t ask what mom meant by her words although I did wonder. At dinner, I asked when I would get the rest of my surprise present. My parents shared a look then daddy looked at me. “We will be going there next.” I was about to take a bite of my banana split when I looked at him. “There? Where??” He just smiled and ate his cake. I found out what they meant by their surprise shortly thereafter and gasped as we pulled up in front of Kiran’s house of fun. I had driven by their house many times but I had never been inside. I did quite frequently watch few men hanging on the upstairs balcony. Hell, a girl can look, can’t she? “What are we doing here?” I asked as we walked up the walkway. My parents smiled but didn’t answer. My father opened the door pushing me inside. We stood in a hallway tastefully decorated with various articles. Off to the left there was an empty parlour while on to the right there was a set of curling stairs. A tall black man stood by the door. “I’m sorry but unless you have an appointment the establishment is closed this evening.” he said in a deep baritone voice. “Mr. Kiran is expecting us.” Daddy said to the doorman. He gave him my name. The man nodded and led us down the hall to a closed door. He knocked the door and popped his head in and whispered, “The guests are here sir.” From the other side of the door I heard him asking to send us in. The doorman then left the door wide open and left right away. Kiran seemed soft and dusky, fair and caring was my first impression of him on me. He asked us to be seated for a while. He carried on doing something in his mobile for a while and then looked at my parents and exclaimed, “I am glad you could make it to here.” My parents didn’t say anything. “So, is this the birthday girl?” he asked. I whispered “Yes” and he sighed me to come to him. As soon as I approached near him, he held my hand tight and felt all over my dress and made me sit on his lap. I felt shy, but his grip was becoming tight and I could not get away from him. I could feel his thigh in between my legs. He’s muscular. He kept pressing my shoulders and was talking to my parents. He’s almost 30 with a ragged face. His beard and moustache were pressing n my back and neck. It was tingling me. Also, he kept tapping the ground with his leg. This made him hit my pussy region over and over. It was pleasurable. “how old are you?” he asked me. “18,” I replied. I could feel him looking at my cleavage from the top and holding me by my thin waist. I blushed. Finally, he raised his head and asked me, “Samhita, do you know why you are here?” I shook my head as Kiran smiled. He asked me to stand up, and led me over to the couch which was at one corner of the room, where he sat next to me. “See, your parents have rented my establishment for your birthday.” “Why?” I asked, turning my head to my parents. But it was Kiran who answered. “Well I don’t know why exactly. But I do know that there are 12 men upstairs who are going to spend the night with you, taking your body to heaven and back.” I looked at my parents again. “I’m going to have sex with 12 men?” Mom nodded as tears filled her eyes. My daddy was holding his head low. Then I looked back to Kiran. “All at once?” He chuckled. “No, of course not. You are going to be pleased by men double your age, one after the other. My men will take you from room to room as soon as they are done. Your parents will pick you up at 6pm tomorrow evening.” I looked at the clock on the wall. It was a little after 9. “It’s going to take 25 hours?” My parents hugged me then left. After they were gone, Kiran turned to me. “Whenever you are ready my dear.” I nodded then followed his men to upstairs. The next series of events will be followed in coming sequels of the story. I hope I didn’t bore you people to hell with my sex story. Feedback and comments regarding anything are most welcome. Get back to me at [email protected]