The Making Of Family Slut – Part 3
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Hi Friends, Thank you so much for all the support and comments you sent me. It is because of your encouragement that I decided to continue telling my story of how I became the kind of slutty girl I am today. In the first part of my story, “The Making Of Family Slut”, I told you how I moved to Sharma uncle’s house and how I willingly gave my virginity to my uncle. In the second part I told you how I let Sharma uncle share me with his oldest friend Vijayji. Today I am going to tell you how I met my dearest and closest friend in the whole world. But before that, let me tell you that those days I spent with my two favorite uncles had been some of the best days/weeks/months of my life. It took me a little time to realize that I do genuinely love both my uncles very dearly and loved being their mistress(I call myself their keep, but my uncles think it is too vulgar and call me their mistress). I loved to lift my skirt for them anytime, and they in turn loved to gave me so much pleasure with their cock. My most favorite moment in sex with my uncles is for them to to stare deep into my eyes as they climax and release their hot cum deep in my pussy. it was always electrifying. Once I became close to Vijay uncle, I began spending a lot more time at his home also. His private study room was very nicely furnished and uncle was nice enough to give me the password to his computer (with a big collection of pictures/videos he amassed). My dear uncle not just collected pictures from internet, but he collected pictures of all the girls they slept with as well (me included). I spent many hours there going through them. While watching them, I noticed that there was this one girl whom both my uncles had slept with many times. The girl was very fair and very beautiful. She looked to be around the same age as me, had nicely proportioned body and looked sexy in each and every picture. Based on the time some of the pictures were taken, they seem to have been fucking her very recently. But I did not ask them about her since I did not feel it right for me to ask such things to them. All I knew about her was her name, “Divya”. Soon I realized that I liked watching her pictures a lot and began fantasizing about her also. Strange thing for a girl to feel, but I reasoned, someone close enough to have my uncles cocks inside her body must be just as close to me too. Like I said in the last part, I stayed in Sharma uncles house for a long time, but it was becoming a big hassle to sneak out or do dirty things with my uncles at home. Aunty was almost always home and my cousin (that’s sharma uncle’s son) was also home more often. So, uncle found a small two bedroom apartment flat on the other side of the city and I applied for admission in a college near that house. Thankfully, no one in our family asked us why I wanted to study in that low grade college only. But the most important reason for choosing that place is because the flat also happened to be very close to where Sharma uncle and Vijay uncle worked, so they can visit me anytime they wanted. Aunty was so nice that she made food regularly and sent carriages with one of the uncles. This worked out even better, because it now gave them reason to visit me, and fuck me of course, many times each week. The arrangement was great. The flat was in a big apartment building, so no one cared who came or went at any time, day or night. I gave spare keys to both my uncles and told them they can enter the house anytime they want and use it whenever they want. I took one bedroom and they use the other bedroom for themselves. When they wanted some time for themselves, or wanted to do something they didn’t want to do at home, they used my house. This included work a lot, but also included surfing porn on internet, bringing in one night stand girls, even prostitutes to sleep with at my house. In a short span of few months, I even came to know many prostitutes in my area very closely. But, it never bothered me nor did I feel bad about such things. After all, they were men – and men have a lot of sex urges. I just liked to see them happy. One day in October, I was sleeping in my room when I heard Vijay uncle come into the house. I was about to go greet him, when I heard another girls voice and remained back in my room. Within a few minutes I heard them moaning and all kinds of other sounds that clearly told me what they were doing. The girl seemed to be enjoying it a lot too, because I heard her make louder and louder sounds as the time passed and it was like music. I went to sleep with a very wet pussy and wishing it was me in their room. Next morning, I came out of my room and saw the other bedroom door was already open and empty. “They must have already left”, I thought as I made my way into the kitchen to make coffee. I was stretching my body when I heard another girl’s voice say, “Good morning”. I was so startled that I jumped up with a yell. I turned to scold the girl for scaring me, but words died in my throat as I realized who it was. It was the girl from Vijay uncle’s computer. Divya. “H-hi”, I croaked out. “I am sorry to startle you like that”, she said pleasantly, “I thought you knew I was in home” “I knew, I mean, I heard you for hours last night”, I blurted out before thinking. She blushed and looked down. I scolded myself for talking before thinking for hundredth time and said, “Oh sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I am Sweta”. She smiled and replied, “I am Divya, Vijay uncle’s niece. You must be Sharma uncle’s niece they keep talking about”. It was my turn to blush and I nodded looking down. It is so surprising how two new people can become very close friends so easily. By the time it was afternoon and my uncles dropped in, we were chatting easily with each other like old friends. Vijay uncle moved towards me and Sharma uncle went to Divya. I leaned my head up to let him kiss my lips. I closed my eyes as I felt his tongue open my lips. At the same time, I felt his hand slip into my shirt and grab my boob. I moaned into his mouth as he pinched my nipple lightly. By the time he moved away from me, I was red faced, flush with excitement. I looked over to the others and Divya was smiling widely. But Sharma uncle had an aroused look on his face. “I told you she is easily aroused, Divya. See her nipples erect with excitement” Vijay uncle said as he pulled my shirt open and exposed my boobs. I tried to cover myself with a yell, but not successfully. “Wow Sweta, you have such cute nipples and sexy boobs”, Divya complimented me that caused me to get more aroused. Vijay uncle and Divya were enjoying exposing me like this and making me embarassed, but Sharma uncle was getting more and more aroused. His hands were on Divya’s shirt and pressing her boobs much more vigorously. But Divya was not encouraging him further. At a certain level it made me angry about it, but I was also too aroused to think straight. I reached behind and rubbed on Vijay uncle’s crotch to feel his hard cock. He only had a semi hard cock. “Oh no, sorry Sweta. That sexy bitch over there had me fuck her twice already since yesterday night”, Vijay uncle replied pointing at Divya, who was giggling. “I am too drained out to fuck you today”, he added. “Oh pooh!”, I replied, disappointed. But I remembered there was another man in the room and he was completely aroused also. So I lifted my hands up for Sharma uncle to come to me. “Sweta is so aroused, she just wants someone to fuck her”, Divya commented giggling. I wanted to say, no, I just want one of my uncles to fuck me, no one else. But words did not come out of my mouth. Sharma uncle pulled his hand out of Divya’s bra and walked over to me. Vijay uncle left me and I melted into Sharma uncle’s arms. Our lips met and his arms went straight over my bare breasts. I hugged him awkwardly, but the french kiss was very deep and satisfying. We took turns pushing tongue into the other’s mouth and massaging. My hand found his crotch and his already hard cock that was pushing tightly against his pant. I massaged it from outside, causing him to give out nice long moans. Vijay uncle moved to the sofa and held Divya by her waist and she sat beside him. She put her legs over his lap and hugged him around the neck. It was very obvious that they are very closely attached to each other. “Don’t just remain in the Dining room Sharma, get the show into the hall in front of us” Vijay uncle yelled out. Sharma uncle removed his shirt and pants in a hurry and pulled me into the middle of the hall in front of them. He was dressed in only underwear and I was in my last night’s nighty that has buttons on the front from top to bottom. We stood facing our audience and Sharma uncle grabbed me from behind. Holding me from the back, he began kissing my neck, finding all the sensitive points I taught him. He began unbuttoning the nighty’s front buttons from the top, all the way down. He took turns opening my top part to expose my bra covered boobs, my bare tummy, my naval and lifting my long gown to show my legs. I was feeling so shy that I kept trying to close whatever part of my body Sharma uncle was exposing, but it only got the men more excited and kept exposing my body. I am a slut, sure, but I am also a girl and all girls feel shyness with their body. In the end, Sharma uncle got all the buttons of my night gown open and gave a grand visual to our audience. He held the two ends of the nighty along with my hands and pulled them apart wide. Vijay uncle and Divya whistled and made catcalls in appreciation, while I got my body exposed to them. I turned my head away from them, but did not fight it. Sharma uncle held me in that position and pushed me towards them. I felt two sets of hands on my body. One pulled off my unbuttoned bra and the other pulled my panties down. When I looked down, to my surprise, Divya was the one who pulled my panties and had her finger rubbing on my pussy, while Vijay uncle was lightly pressing and slapping my boobs. I was aroused so much that it was hard to think straight. I moaned out, “Fuck meee, uncle!” I felt Sharma uncle let go of my arms and pushed me down. I leaned down and grabbed on to Divya’s shoulders for support. I did not need to see what Sharma uncle was doing. His hands spread my pussy lips and I felt his familiar cock get pushed in between them. “Wow, Sweta. You are so wet, its like pushing into a warm butter”. “When did you push your cock into butter, Sharma uncle?” Divya asked it before me, as if she read my mind. I heard Sharma uncle chuckle and push deeper into me, but Vijay uncle answered coyly, “Why do you think the butter bottle we buy for you girls always is opened”. It was dirty and exciting at the same time to me, but I thought Divya will get mad at them. But to my surprise, she answered, “Wow uncle, no wonder it tasted so much better since you began buying for me”. It was like she was reading my mind again. Uncle began his thrusts into my pussy and Divya pulled my arms around her neck for better support, like she understood what I wanted. She held me tightly as Uncle began fucking my pussy faster and faster. I felt so good that it felt like I was floating in air. One of the uncle’s whispered, “Kiss her” and I did not hesitate. I leaned into Divya and kissed her mouth full on. She was surprisingly willing, since she opened her lips for my tongue to push into her mouth. This was the first time I kissed another girl. Her lips were smooth, tongue was soft and breath smelled very sweet. Kissing girls is completely different from kissing guys. It felt much more sensual and sexier. I felt an electric bolt go through all of my body in a second and felt my pussy explode like a fountain and my knees buckle. Sharma uncle grabbed me by my waist and pulled me up laughing. “Sweta just had the biggest orgasm I ever saw, Vijay”, I heard him say, “See how she is dripping juice from her pussy”. but I was not in a condition to respond, nor did I feel my arousal go down. I felt Sharma uncle pull his cock out, but I grabbed him from behind. “Keep fucking uncle” I yelled out wildly. Sharma uncle immediately shoved his big hard cock back into my pussy with such a sudden force that I let out a gasp. He immediately started fucking me with such a fast rhythm and vigor that I could not think straight. I saw Vijay uncle pull Divya’s feet up and open them wide. He shoved his fingers into her pussy and began rubbing it hard and fast. I could see Divya’s face redden with excitement and yell out in pleasure. Vijay uncle pulled his fingers out, dripping with Divya’s pussy juices and pulled it up towards my face. Divya understood a second before me what Vijay uncle was doing and widened her eyes with fear. She wasn’t sure how I would take it. But I was soo aroused with Sharma uncle’s cock that I did not think even for a second. I opened my mouth and let Vijay uncle put the sticky fingers into my mouth. I sucked my first girl pussy juice off his fingers. Again, I was pleasantly surprised at how nice it tasted. I gave a smile to show Divya that I liked it. That instant Sharma uncle’s cock touched some sensitive place in my pussy and colors exploded in front of my eyes. He seemed close to the climax as well, since he began fucking me faster and faster, each time hitting the same sensitive spot in my pussy. I yelled out loud and hard, holding Divya by shoulder, and face pressed against her face. I was staring deep into Divya’s eyes, full of arousal, when I felt Sharma uncle’s cock explode cum deep in my pussy. It felt electrifying to watch into her eyes as I felt warm cum fill deep in my belly. I slowly leaned into her face, and to my surprise, she put her arms around me and hugged me tightly. “I love you so much”, I mumbled out in haze and heard the men chuckle. Well, I really did mean it. I felt so drained out from the fuck session that I just wanted to sleep. Sharma uncle lifted me into his strong arms and carried me into the bedroom and placed me on the bed. Just before I fell asleep, I saw Divya cover me with a blanket and kiss me on cheek. I slept soundly with a smile on my face and pussy full of my dear uncle’s cum. Next time I opened eyes, it was almost dark. As I got up, Divya walked into the room, “Hi Sweta”, she greeted, “How are you feeling?”. I yawned and stretched feeling great. I told that to Divya and she grabbed some clothes from the side. Thats when I realized I was completely naked and just gave her a full frontal view of my body. I quickly covered myself blushing. Divya saw that and laughed, “A little too late to cover up Sweta. We saw a lot more of each other and did a lot more with each other” I remembered everything we did that afternoon, kissing her lips and mouth, tasting her pussy, staring into her eyes when I got cummed in. The best part I remembered was how nice it felt to me doing those things with Divya. I got a smile from that. Divya sat on the bed as I got dressed, staring at my body. “You are so sexy Sweta,” she said, “no wonder uncles are so crazy about you”. I smiled and replied, “They are just as crazy about you too Divya”. She was hesitating about something and finally asked, “Did you mean what you said, Sweta”. “About what?” I asked. “About liking me, and loving me”, she said, “Only my two uncles love me so much and we only met today so I was wondering if -“. I could not believe that a girl that sexy can be so insecure. I sat beside her and replied, “Divya, you are the sexiest girl I ever saw. So I do love you a lot”. She did not seem to believe me, so I told her about every dress in which she looked gorgeous, every night dress that made her look sexy, every mole and every spot on her skin that looked cute enough for me to want to kiss it again and again. She was surprised and asked, “How do you know so much about me?”. I blushed and decided to come clean. I confessed, “I have been seeing your pictures on Vijay uncle’s computer for many months and every picture I see I find you so sexy that I feel jealous”. I continued, “And today, tasting your lips and tasting your pussy got me to have the biggest orgasm ever in my life, twice” I grabbed her by shoulders and kissed her lips and added, “So yes, I do find you very sexy and I do love you Divya” She got a wide smile and hugged me tightly. Thats when I realized, hugging guys is very different from hugging girls. There are two sets of boobs pressing against each other and the soft feeling we get is very different. It was much more enjoyable. “Also, how is it that you smell so sweet and soft”, I asked her. She giggled and replied, “I was about to ask the same. Its like you can read my mind” We hugged eachother for what seemed like a very long time and when we pulled apart, Divya’s face was red and breathing hard. I could make out that she was aroused, so I asked her, “Do you want to kiss me, Divya?”. She just nodded hesitantly. I leaned into her face and kissed her soft pink lips lightly and said, “you don’t have to ask me, Divya. You can do whatever you want with me, whenever you want”, I added, “We are best friends now”. This made her smile widely and slammed her lips into mine. Her hands found my bare boobs as we began playing fencing with each others tongues. I reached for her night gown, to open it and expose her boobs also. But before I did, I heard the phone ring – it was Aunty’s (Sharma uncle’s wife) ring tone. I cursed her a bit and reached for the phone. She was coming to visit me in an hour. I cursed her a bit more again and got up to get ready. I put on a sober salwar kameez and Divya did the same. Aunty brought us some dinner and we three sat, chatted for a while. Divya was very nice and Aunty also liked her very much. Just before she left, Aunty gave us the best idea ever. She told us, “Since you are same age as Sweta, why don’t you transfer to her college itself. Then you both friends can stay together here. We will feel good that shes not living all alone”. As soon as she left, we both looked at each other and read the same thing in each others face. That is a great idea and we will do it immediately. We spent the next few days working it out and soon we were not just classmates, but roommates also. Sharma uncle told us both to move into the same bedroom so that the other room is free for them to use whenever they felt like. Since they were paying rent for the house, there was no point arguing and neither of us minded moving into same bed either. And yes, what you are thinking is correct, we do sleep with each other and give pleasure to each other also. But, I am sure you are not very keen about knowing too many details about that. Let me know what you think, my email is [email protected]. Just don’t expect me to meet you though.