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Apnababa · 12-29-2007, 04:13 PM

This is something that happened a month back and I am still coming to terms with it. I am a housewife, married for 11 years now, with a 8 year old son. I have had a very healthy sex life and I still do. My appetite for sex has never been vociferous
and my husband has always been able to satisfy me and I have had no complaints. About a month and a half back, my sister sprained her ankle and needed some help moving around. She is also married and lives with her husband in a different city
and I volunteered to help her around for a couple of weeks. My son’s school was still going on, but my husband said he will be able to take manage and so I left for my sister’s place. My sister has been married for a little over two years now and they don’t have a baby yet.
Since she needed some help moving around, I moved into her room, with her husband taking the guest room. He is a very nice and friendly person and we share a nice rapport. He was very sweet and grateful that I was there to help them around.
The first week passed without much excitement and I had kind of settled down in their place. It was a Sunday and I was chatting with one of my sister’s neighbor’s and she invited me over to their place. I decided to drop in for a quick chat,
since my sis was asleep and my jiju was working on his computer. I came back home in half hour or so and wanted to check if my sis was still sleeping. As I approached her room, I heard some moaning sounds. First, I thought she was moaning in pain
and I started rushing towards their door. When I got closer, I realized that the moans were that o f a man. It then dawned on me that my sis and jiju were probably fooling around. It must have been a barren week or so for them. I decided to leave them in peace,
when I heard my jiju moan, “Oh yes Soumya … don’t stop. Oh yes.” Suddenly I started feeling a lil horny and thinking about my husband and us. I felt this sudden urge to go see what they were upto and so I went and peeked in through the partially closed door.
My sis was lying in bed and my jiju was stuffing her mouth with his cock. She was taking it deep inside her throat with her hands stroking the throbbing hard cock. My jiju seemed to be fairly well endowed. Her stroking became faster and his moans louder.
His body suddenly tightened and I realized he was cumming. I saw a huge jism of cum splatter all over my sis’s mouth and face and she gulped down most of it. My jiju was still orgasming with a trickle of cum still oozing out of his cock and my sis was sucking him dry.
She finally let go of his cock and he went to the bathroom to clean up. My sis seemed to enjoy the cum all over her face. She was smacking her lips and pushing the cum around her face into her mouth. Jiju came out with a wet towel and I decided I had to move right away.
I went to the garden and pretended that I was checking on some plants. When I got back inside after another 10 mins, my jiju was back on his computer and my sis was pretending to be still asleep. That night I was super horny.
My panties were perennially wet and I couldn’t stop thinking about the cum splattering all over my sis’s face. I had this unnatural urge that the cum should have been on my face instead. It was very surprising because I was not a jizz guzzler.
Most of the time when I had sucked off my husband, I had spat out the cum. There have been very few times where I had ended up swallowing it and whenever I had to, it was because I had no choice. But I felt this sudden urge to taste cum,
to have a warm splash of cum on my face, dripping from my face, covering my face. I just couldn’t stop thinking about cum. The next four days were pretty bad. I was roaming around horny as hell and I couldn’t even talk to my husband in privacy.
I stroked myself atleast twice a day and I was still horny. Finally, the day for me to leave had come and I happily boarded the train. My sister was almost back on her feet and didn’t need my help anymore. They dropped me off at my coach and I settled down in the 2nd class AC
sleeper. There was one other family with me on the train. A woman, her teenage son and her mom. The grandmom sat next to me and the woman and her son opposite to me. There was 10 mins for the train to start and I was browsing through a magazine,
when I noticed that the boy was staring at me. I looked up at him and he quickly looked away. I thought he was a lil shy and got back to my magazine. The train soon started moving and again I noticed that he was looking at me. And I realized that he was looking at my waist.
I was wearing a saree and as with most sarees, a lil bit of my waist was visible and he was actually ogling at that. I kind of adjusted my saree and continued reading the magazine, a bit miffed though. The TC came and I got my tickets from my purse,
had them checked and I went back to my book. Since it was only around 8pm, I wasn’t thinking about sleeping just yet. I again noticed the boy, since he was a bit fidgety, crossing and uncrossing his legs. This time he was staring at a part of my blouse covered breasts
that were peeking from my saree pallu. I realized it must have happened when I took out my ticket for the TC and I must have not adjusted my pallu properly. It was then that I noticed that he had a hard on and he was trying to cover that up. I almost smiled.
I hadn’t realized that I was turning him on so much. I looked at him properly for the first time. He looked fairly tall, a fairly handsome boy. He looked like he was in his late teens. He uncrossed his legs and I noticed the bulge in his pants. I realized I was blushing involuntarily.
An image of the hard throbbing cock of my jiju flashed in front of me and my sisters hungry mouth around it. I felt a tingle down my spine and a wetness creeping between my panties. I caught myself staring at his bulge and he had crossed his legs already.
I realized that there was a hard throbbing cock right in front of me right now and the nakedness of the thought made me blush again. I also realized that I had not pulled down the pallu of my saree and my blouse covered breast was still visible for the boy to ogle at,
and he was doing just that. I adjusted my saree pallu slowly, but not to cover myself, but to expose myself a little more. I had lost a battle I had been waging for over a week now, and I did not care any more. There was a warm cock full of cum and I was going to have it.
I decided to show a little more skin to turn on the boy a little more. I got up, went to the toilet and adjusted my saree. I lowered it about 2 inches below my navel. I also made my pallu thinner, so as to expose more of my waist and lower breasts.
I also wanted to show some cleavage if possible. When I got back to my seat, I was surprised to see that the old woman was already lying down to sleep in the lower berth and the lady was also making preparations for her and her son to go to sleep.

Apnababa · 12-29-2007, 04:14 PM

The boy was still sitting in his seat though. I went there, picked up my bag and as if I was putting it on my upper berth, I went and stood right in front of the boy, with my arms reaching up, my navel right in front of his face and my pallu rising up
and showing a lot of my breasts from under the pallu. I caught the boy looking up at my breasts and as he was quickly turning away, I smiled at him. This gave him the courage to look back at me, and I stood there as if trying to push the bag to the back of the berth,
and thus lifting my saree pallu even more. Then I went to his side and climbed on top of the berth and lay down. He had to look away since his mom was asking him to go to sleep and he must have been scared of getting caught by her.
Soon everyone was lying down in their berths and the lights were turned off. The mom was sleeping in the berth below me and the grandmom in the other lower berth, and he was sleeping in the one above his grandmom.
The grandma looked like she was already asleep and she was lying with her back to me. I sneaked to my side to see what the boy was doing and he was staring at me, expectantly. I turned towards him and slowly dropped my pallu.
His eye lit up like a child laying its eye on candy. I pointed at him to take his blanket off, and he did. I saw the bulge bursting out of his jean. With my eyes fixed on his bulge, I unbuttoned two of my hooks, and thrust my breasts up.
His pant was throbbing and I could almost hear his breathing quicken. I pointed towards the toilet and I got up and got down. I looked up at him again and I walked towards the toilet, hoping that he will follow suit. I waited in one of the toilets for what felt like an eternity.
What if he got scared and didn’t come? What if he told his mom? But his bulge came to my mind and all fear disappeared. I peeked out of the toilet to see if some one was coming, and I saw him standing in the pathway in front of the toilet.
I quickly pulled him in and with the trains motion he fell on me and we fell against the toilet wall. He caught me at my waist for his balance and I heard myself moan. He looked totally confused and scared. I realized this was the first time he was being this close to a woman.
I told him calmly to not be afraid. Our eyes met, and I felt my wetness grow in my panties. He was young and innocent and I felt turned on even more by that. I pulled him closer to me and embraced him. I felt his body on mine, his cock pressing against my pussy.
I could feel the heat emanating from both of us. I put my lips on his and he parted his happily for me to find his tongue. He was happy to let me lead him along, but I didn’t want it that way. Something in me told me that I wanted to be his slave.
I was feeling things I had never felt before. I wanted to kneel in front of him as he sprayed his cum on my face. Thinking about it made me shudder and he pulled away from me, afraid he had done something wrong. I stopped him and pulled him closer.
I guided his hands to my breasts and made him squeeze them, both of us gasped. He hungrily undid my blouse hooks and pushed my bra away. My breasts spilled out and he bit into them, sucking them hard. My nipples were already throbbing in pain.
I slowly slipped my hand down his pants and over his bulge. I felt his cock stiffen at my touch and the throbbing tub against my hand. I had no sense of what he was doing to my breasts, I could only feel my hand and his cock. I undid his button and pulled his fly down.
I pulled him away from me and pushed him against the wall. I pulled his trousers down hard. I knelt down in front of him and kissed him over his undies. I felt the warmth seeping through them and onto m lips. I found his cock head and slowly sucked on it over his undies.
I head him moan and I liked that sound. I wanted to make him moan louder. I slid my hand inside his undies and pulled his cock out. It was very warm and it was oozing with pre cum. He looked down at me, a little reluctant. I looked up at him and our eyes locked,
as I slowly ran my tongue, licking his pre-cum. I felt the salty, sticky fluid stick to my tongue and I lapped it out. I saw the expression on his eyes and my body went through another shudder. With my eyes still locked with his,
I slowly pushed his foreskin back and I took his head inside my mouth. He moaned. I tightened my lips around his cock and slowly sucked on it. I felt a hand in my hair pushing my face onto his cock. He wanted me to take in more of him.
He was slowly taking control. I let his hand guide me, as I took more of his cock inside my mouth. His cock was really hard and warm and I closed my lips tightly around him. He tightened his grip around my hair and pulled my head away,
and then he thrust his cock into my mouth. This time he pushed all of his cock inside my mouth and I almost gagged, but I loved it. He started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth, faster and faster and I knew he was going to cum very soon.
I pushed his hand off my head and settled down in front of his cock with my mouth open. He knew what he had to do. He started stroking himself real hard and fast. I looked up at him expectantly and I felt the first splash of warm cum hit my forehead,
and more on my nose, on my cheeks, on my lips, on my tongue…. And I felt myself cumming. He was still discharging and I felt warm cum cover most of my face and I slowly opened my eyes and I felt the cum stinging them, but I didn’t mind - I actually loved it.
There was still some cum dripping off his cock and I reached up and licked it off his cock. I had sucked some one off and I had loved it. I got up and went up to the mirror over the wash and saw myself covered in cum. I slowly wiped it off with my fingers and I licked them.
I swallowed as much of cum as I could. He just was standing there and staring at me completely exhausted. Thus started my lust for cum. And in the last month or so, it has gone on an overdrive. But right now, I am totally turned on by recollecting this for you guys and I need to find myself some cum.

12-29-2007, 04:13 PM	#1 (permalink)
Apnababa Administrator Join Date: Dec 2007 Posts: 1,250	How I became a jizz guzzler This is something that happened a month back and I am still coming to terms with it. I am a housewife, married for 11 years now, with a 8 year old son. I have had a very healthy sex life and I still do. My appetite for sex has never been vociferous and my husband has always been able to satisfy me and I have had no complaints. About a month and a half back, my sister sprained her ankle and needed some help moving around. She is also married and lives with her husband in a different city and I volunteered to help her around for a couple of weeks. My son’s school was still going on, but my husband said he will be able to take manage and so I left for my sister’s place. My sister has been married for a little over two years now and they don’t have a baby yet. Since she needed some help moving around, I moved into her room, with her husband taking the guest room. He is a very nice and friendly person and we share a nice rapport. He was very sweet and grateful that I was there to help them around. The first week passed without much excitement and I had kind of settled down in their place. It was a Sunday and I was chatting with one of my sister’s neighbor’s and she invited me over to their place. I decided to drop in for a quick chat, since my sis was asleep and my jiju was working on his computer. I came back home in half hour or so and wanted to check if my sis was still sleeping. As I approached her room, I heard some moaning sounds. First, I thought she was moaning in pain and I started rushing towards their door. When I got closer, I realized that the moans were that o f a man. It then dawned on me that my sis and jiju were probably fooling around. It must have been a barren week or so for them. I decided to leave them in peace, when I heard my jiju moan, “Oh yes Soumya … don’t stop. Oh yes.” Suddenly I started feeling a lil horny and thinking about my husband and us. I felt this sudden urge to go see what they were upto and so I went and peeked in through the partially closed door. My sis was lying in bed and my jiju was stuffing her mouth with his cock. She was taking it deep inside her throat with her hands stroking the throbbing hard cock. My jiju seemed to be fairly well endowed. Her stroking became faster and his moans louder. His body suddenly tightened and I realized he was cumming. I saw a huge jism of cum splatter all over my sis’s mouth and face and she gulped down most of it. My jiju was still orgasming with a trickle of cum still oozing out of his cock and my sis was sucking him dry. She finally let go of his cock and he went to the bathroom to clean up. My sis seemed to enjoy the cum all over her face. She was smacking her lips and pushing the cum around her face into her mouth. Jiju came out with a wet towel and I decided I had to move right away. I went to the garden and pretended that I was checking on some plants. When I got back inside after another 10 mins, my jiju was back on his computer and my sis was pretending to be still asleep. That night I was super horny. My panties were perennially wet and I couldn’t stop thinking about the cum splattering all over my sis’s face. I had this unnatural urge that the cum should have been on my face instead. It was very surprising because I was not a jizz guzzler. Most of the time when I had sucked off my husband, I had spat out the cum. There have been very few times where I had ended up swallowing it and whenever I had to, it was because I had no choice. But I felt this sudden urge to taste cum, to have a warm splash of cum on my face, dripping from my face, covering my face. I just couldn’t stop thinking about cum. The next four days were pretty bad. I was roaming around horny as hell and I couldn’t even talk to my husband in privacy. I stroked myself atleast twice a day and I was still horny. Finally, the day for me to leave had come and I happily boarded the train. My sister was almost back on her feet and didn’t need my help anymore. They dropped me off at my coach and I settled down in the 2nd class AC sleeper. There was one other family with me on the train. A woman, her teenage son and her mom. The grandmom sat next to me and the woman and her son opposite to me. There was 10 mins for the train to start and I was browsing through a magazine, when I noticed that the boy was staring at me. I looked up at him and he quickly looked away. I thought he was a lil shy and got back to my magazine. The train soon started moving and again I noticed that he was looking at me. And I realized that he was looking at my waist. I was wearing a saree and as with most sarees, a lil bit of my waist was visible and he was actually ogling at that. I kind of adjusted my saree and continued reading the magazine, a bit miffed though. The TC came and I got my tickets from my purse, had them checked and I went back to my book. Since it was only around 8pm, I wasn’t thinking about sleeping just yet. I again noticed the boy, since he was a bit fidgety, crossing and uncrossing his legs. This time he was staring at a part of my blouse covered breasts that were peeking from my saree pallu. I realized it must have happened when I took out my ticket for the TC and I must have not adjusted my pallu properly. It was then that I noticed that he had a hard on and he was trying to cover that up. I almost smiled. I hadn’t realized that I was turning him on so much. I looked at him properly for the first time. He looked fairly tall, a fairly handsome boy. He looked like he was in his late teens. He uncrossed his legs and I noticed the bulge in his pants. I realized I was blushing involuntarily. An image of the hard throbbing cock of my jiju flashed in front of me and my sisters hungry mouth around it. I felt a tingle down my spine and a wetness creeping between my panties. I caught myself staring at his bulge and he had crossed his legs already. I realized that there was a hard throbbing cock right in front of me right now and the nakedness of the thought made me blush again. I also realized that I had not pulled down the pallu of my saree and my blouse covered breast was still visible for the boy to ogle at, and he was doing just that. I adjusted my saree pallu slowly, but not to cover myself, but to expose myself a little more. I had lost a battle I had been waging for over a week now, and I did not care any more. There was a warm cock full of cum and I was going to have it. I decided to show a little more skin to turn on the boy a little more. I got up, went to the toilet and adjusted my saree. I lowered it about 2 inches below my navel. I also made my pallu thinner, so as to expose more of my waist and lower breasts. I also wanted to show some cleavage if possible. When I got back to my seat, I was surprised to see that the old woman was already lying down to sleep in the lower berth and the lady was also making preparations for her and her son to go to sleep.

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12-29-2007, 04:14 PM	#2 (permalink)
Apnababa Administrator Join Date: Dec 2007 Posts: 1,250	The boy was still sitting in his seat though. I went there, picked up my bag and as if I was putting it on my upper berth, I went and stood right in front of the boy, with my arms reaching up, my navel right in front of his face and my pallu rising up and showing a lot of my breasts from under the pallu. I caught the boy looking up at my breasts and as he was quickly turning away, I smiled at him. This gave him the courage to look back at me, and I stood there as if trying to push the bag to the back of the berth, and thus lifting my saree pallu even more. Then I went to his side and climbed on top of the berth and lay down. He had to look away since his mom was asking him to go to sleep and he must have been scared of getting caught by her. Soon everyone was lying down in their berths and the lights were turned off. The mom was sleeping in the berth below me and the grandmom in the other lower berth, and he was sleeping in the one above his grandmom. The grandma looked like she was already asleep and she was lying with her back to me. I sneaked to my side to see what the boy was doing and he was staring at me, expectantly. I turned towards him and slowly dropped my pallu. His eye lit up like a child laying its eye on candy. I pointed at him to take his blanket off, and he did. I saw the bulge bursting out of his jean. With my eyes fixed on his bulge, I unbuttoned two of my hooks, and thrust my breasts up. His pant was throbbing and I could almost hear his breathing quicken. I pointed towards the toilet and I got up and got down. I looked up at him again and I walked towards the toilet, hoping that he will follow suit. I waited in one of the toilets for what felt like an eternity. What if he got scared and didn’t come? What if he told his mom? But his bulge came to my mind and all fear disappeared. I peeked out of the toilet to see if some one was coming, and I saw him standing in the pathway in front of the toilet. I quickly pulled him in and with the trains motion he fell on me and we fell against the toilet wall. He caught me at my waist for his balance and I heard myself moan. He looked totally confused and scared. I realized this was the first time he was being this close to a woman. I told him calmly to not be afraid. Our eyes met, and I felt my wetness grow in my panties. He was young and innocent and I felt turned on even more by that. I pulled him closer to me and embraced him. I felt his body on mine, his cock pressing against my pussy. I could feel the heat emanating from both of us. I put my lips on his and he parted his happily for me to find his tongue. He was happy to let me lead him along, but I didn’t want it that way. Something in me told me that I wanted to be his slave. I was feeling things I had never felt before. I wanted to kneel in front of him as he sprayed his cum on my face. Thinking about it made me shudder and he pulled away from me, afraid he had done something wrong. I stopped him and pulled him closer. I guided his hands to my breasts and made him squeeze them, both of us gasped. He hungrily undid my blouse hooks and pushed my bra away. My breasts spilled out and he bit into them, sucking them hard. My nipples were already throbbing in pain. I slowly slipped my hand down his pants and over his bulge. I felt his cock stiffen at my touch and the throbbing tub against my hand. I had no sense of what he was doing to my breasts, I could only feel my hand and his cock. I undid his button and pulled his fly down. I pulled him away from me and pushed him against the wall. I pulled his trousers down hard. I knelt down in front of him and kissed him over his undies. I felt the warmth seeping through them and onto m lips. I found his cock head and slowly sucked on it over his undies. I head him moan and I liked that sound. I wanted to make him moan louder. I slid my hand inside his undies and pulled his cock out. It was very warm and it was oozing with pre cum. He looked down at me, a little reluctant. I looked up at him and our eyes locked, as I slowly ran my tongue, licking his pre-cum. I felt the salty, sticky fluid stick to my tongue and I lapped it out. I saw the expression on his eyes and my body went through another shudder. With my eyes still locked with his, I slowly pushed his foreskin back and I took his head inside my mouth. He moaned. I tightened my lips around his cock and slowly sucked on it. I felt a hand in my hair pushing my face onto his cock. He wanted me to take in more of him. He was slowly taking control. I let his hand guide me, as I took more of his cock inside my mouth. His cock was really hard and warm and I closed my lips tightly around him. He tightened his grip around my hair and pulled my head away, and then he thrust his cock into my mouth. This time he pushed all of his cock inside my mouth and I almost gagged, but I loved it. He started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth, faster and faster and I knew he was going to cum very soon. I pushed his hand off my head and settled down in front of his cock with my mouth open. He knew what he had to do. He started stroking himself real hard and fast. I looked up at him expectantly and I felt the first splash of warm cum hit my forehead, and more on my nose, on my cheeks, on my lips, on my tongue…. And I felt myself cumming. He was still discharging and I felt warm cum cover most of my face and I slowly opened my eyes and I felt the cum stinging them, but I didn’t mind - I actually loved it. There was still some cum dripping off his cock and I reached up and licked it off his cock. I had sucked some one off and I had loved it. I got up and went up to the mirror over the wash and saw myself covered in cum. I slowly wiped it off with my fingers and I licked them. I swallowed as much of cum as I could. He just was standing there and staring at me completely exhausted. Thus started my lust for cum. And in the last month or so, it has gone on an overdrive. But right now, I am totally turned on by recollecting this for you guys and I need to find myself some cum.