Indian Igatpuri Incest

This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, twists and turns, of Gunmay's incestuous, sexual journey, will be found by reading the entire series.

The 32-year-old Ambika raised her knees over her shoulders, spreading them, completely to open her wet, throbbing, pussy hole, which was covered in jungle-like hair, for the invasion of her nephew's cock. Her 18-year-old nephew, Gunmay, mounted his aunt. The wide head of the mushroom-shaped tip of his prick lay between the expectant lips of his aunt's waiting pleasure cave.

"You are so wet," he groaned.

Ambika didn't reply. She was too busy looking down, eyes fixed on her nephew's 8.5-inch-long cock, which was placed at her slit, ready to bore into her cunt. Her nephew's fuck rod was a real 8.5 inches of fuck meat, not the improbable 10 or more you read about on internet sex stories. And its diameter was, again in real measurement, 9 inches in circumference or 2.85 inches in diameter of hard meat. More importantly for Ambika, it was ready for action.

Having her nephew's cock fucking her was all she had thought of since her brother, Gunmay's father, and Gunmay's sister, Prisha, had blackmailed her a week ago, and then fucked her all day. That was one thing, but the next day, the perverted Prisha had brought her brother, Gunmay, back to the house. She had him hold Ambika down while she used sex toys on her aunt and then had him fuck her while she and her aunt 69ed. It was then that she had seen his cock and knew that the first day had created a need in her, and the second day had shown what would satisfy that need.

Ambika was the 2 IC of a small regional area based in Igatpuri of a strict splinter group of Jainists who followed an extreme version of their Brahmacharya vow. To them, even though they were laypersons, they followed celibacy in words, actions and thoughts. As a non-Jainist, you can think of it as striving for Uttam brahmacharya (Supreme Celibacy), one of the ten excellencies a Jain monk seeks, if that makes sense.

After their departure following the two full days of forced sex, she had spread her thighs apart so that she could look between her legs and into her opened cunt. The used, abused slot was wide open with her multiple, long cunt lips, coated with her pussy nectar, her niece's drool and her brother's cum. The weekend had unfurled her crinkled, hanging cunt lips like pink blossoms in the sun.

Ambika had reached down to her cunt mound and pulled her pussy closer and studied it. Then she had moved nearer to the mirror and used both hands to spread her cunt lips wide open for a final, detailed examination. Satisfied that it could take further arousal, she started masturbating, thinking of her nephew's cock.

She had imagined her nephew's cock fucking her creaming fuck-hole. After the weekend-long orgy, she wasn't a Jainist official crusading for chastity before marriage. She was a woman in heat who needed her nephew's cock: the one she had watched relentlessly fucking his sister, her niece. Ambika had rubbed her throbbing clit with the heel of her hand, and her body began to tremble. Despite all she had taken sexually that weekend, she watched her slit fill up with another wash of cunt juice. She knew she needed pussy release from her nephew's cock, and she intended to get it somehow.

Gunmay pushed his hips forward, and his rigid prick stretched his aunt's pussy as it slid into the wet channel entrance, before its walls clasped and gripped around the invading thickness of his cock. For a week, Ambika had fantasised about this: about feeling her nephew's cock slamming into her pussy for the first time. Now it was happening, and her nephew's hard fuck meat was deep inside her, searching deep into her cunt.

Shamelessly, the naked 32-year-old started wriggling and humping, fucking her sex starved, needy pussy along the hard stiffness of Gunmay's cock. "Yes, Gunmay, my nephew, it feels so good, so right, so perfect," she panted. "I need you to fuck me, honey. Unnggh, yes, fuck your aunt. Fuck your aunt's cunt just like that."

Ambika raised her surprisingly long legs up higher, draping her ankles over Gunmay's shoulders, completely opening her sex juice oozing cunt to the baby maker that was skewering her. Her nephew switched into full, flat-out mode. His knees were braced on the bed, his body crouched over his aunt with its weight supported on straight arms as he hammered her cunt, spearing his cock in and out of her quim.

"Fuck me, fuck my pussy. Don't stop," Ambika pleaded. She forced her hips back against his strokes, her enormous tits undulating and swaying slightly every time her nephew filled her slot with his rod. Gunmay was surprised as he stared at his aunt's bouncing, quivering tit-flesh. Her 40DDD tits were far larger than his mother's 34B melons and even Deepika, the aunt he stayed with in Mumbai, 36DDs.

But unlike theirs, which hung like the Zulu women's that a young Gunmay had searched for in old National Geographic magazines, Ambika's stood proud like 2 huge half watermelons. They, even though they were not, they resembled hard porn star fake tits. Surprised, yes, but still aroused by her tits.

"Unnngh," she grunted as his cock reached deeper into her cunt. "Oh, shit, Gunmay, you've got a huge cock. Use it on your aunt. Keep fucking me. Harder, honey, harder Fuck your aunt's pussy till I can't walk."

Gunmay groaned, partly from experiencing the pleasure-giving tightness of his aunt's sex cavern, and partly from what her wall muscles were doing to his cock as her sex cavern walls rippled, parting before his advancing cock head, then gripping and squeezing the moving shaft following. It was something his aunt, mother or even his sister's efforts were incapable of replicating.

But he also groaned from relief. Because two hours earlier, he had exited the railway station after a weekend of sex at Igatpuri with his mother. He was just about to enter SPJIMR (S P Jain Institute of Management and Research), where he studied, when he heard his name called. He turned his head to see his aunt Ambika rushing towards him, dressed in a plain, conservative, body covering cotton saree. The material colours were those of Jainism: White, Red, Yellow, Green and Blue.

His heart pounded, and his stomach churned. He immediately knew she had come to report what his sister had seduced him to do the week before to Ambika over the weekend of forced sex. She advanced towards him, and he knew his life was finished. His heart pounded, his stomach churned as he was certain she had come to expose his part in that weekend. Disgrace, expulsion, and even perhaps a police report awaited him. As she advanced, he felt his life crumble.

Ambika's tits, followed by her body, reached him, and she said, "I have news for you." Somehow, if it were possible, he felt worse. She looked concerned. "Gunmay. Are you alright? You look so pale and sick."

She steered him to a streetside juice bar where she sat him down and ordered Nariyal Pani. As he listlessly tried to sip the coconut water, he thought she was giving him the drink so he had the strength to walk with her to the SPJIMR head official's office and go through the ordeal that lay ahead. What else could he expect, because after all, she was a regional official of a strict Jainist anti sex clique.

She placed a hand on his knee. "Great news, Gunmay. My Jain group has promoted me to Mumbai, and I will be living here in a couple of months' time, not in my hometown of Nashik. They will pay the rent for an apartment near SPJIMR so you can live with me. Isn't that great? Now tell me why you are so pale."

Gunmay mumbled something, but his aunt was persistent and drew the true reason from him. She laughed and laughed. "My stupid Gunmay. Didn't you remember me, despite having your father and your sister take me for 2 days, crawling towards trying to reach for your cock. Now he remembered, thinking how could she want his cock after all she had taken the weekend that was finished by her G spot cumathon that his sister, Prisha, had forced on Ambika.

As she spoke, her hand moved along his thigh to his cock. Perhaps it was relief, perhaps it was remembering his aunt's actions that weekend, perhaps her shudder as her fingers reached his cock. Whatever it was, he was hard, and she was tracing its shape through his jeans.

But now in her hotel room, his cock was all the way inside her wet, welcoming fuck tube, buried to the balls. For Ambika, it was all she had hoped for. Compared to her first fuck ever last week, when her brother's cock, which, because of blackmail, had fucked her, it was like comparing India's population to that of Sri Lanka. Her nephew's cock was reaching and filling her belly, having pushed her cervix aside in its journey. He was working his arse off, mounted on top of her, spearing his prick in and out of the clinging sheath of her pussy. And she loved it, needed it and would have it often every day in a couple of months.

Later, Gunmay was sprawled flat in missionary on his writhing aunt, crushing her giant tits under his body, feeling her thick, hard nipples scraping against his chest. He was fucking her as fast and hard as he could. In and out his thick cock sawed, spearing towards her womb. Ambika humped and shuddered beneath him, wailing as she twisted her head from side to side, overwhelmed by the ecstasy of being fucked by her nephew's prick.

"Your aunt is going to cum she wailed. "Harder, Gunmay. Ooooh, Ungh, Ungh. Fuck your aunt, make her cum. Yes, I'm cumming! I'm cumming."

Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm, spewing her cum juice onto Gunmay's hard-working cock, and her muscles went into overload, gripping and working the aching stiffness of his hammering prick in a frenzy. Gunmay kept fucking, drilling his organ repeatedly into the depths of her pussy. Her cum lasted for thirty seconds, and when it was over, Gunmay was still ramming his cock into her at warp speed. Somehow, he hadn't cum yet and had managed not to fill his aunt's belly with his hot, thick seed, but he knew it was building to a huge nut.

Ambika, her full tits heaving, raised her knees to her shoulders and splayed them wide, completely opening her pussy in an open invitation to her nephew's cock to go deeper. Gunmay pulled back so the head of his prick rested between the wet cunt lips of her waiting pleasure cave. "You are so wet, so good" he groaned, resting for fifteen seconds before accepting her unwritten invitation and ploughing into her again.

Ambika didn't reply. She was too consumed looking down at the sight of her nephew's rigid boner disappearing into her sex cave. The fuck was all she had hoped for, and more. Gunmay pushed his hips forward, his prick stretching his aunt's pussy once again as it slid deep into her wet sex-channel. For Ambika, it was not a dream, but reality: his hard fuck meat buried deep inside her, seeking her core, and she wanted more.

Forgetting the strict Jainist principles that, since she could remember, had guided her life, Ambika writhed and humped, forcing her cunt along the rigid stiffness of Gunmay's cock. "Yes, Gunmay, it feels so good, so right, so perfect," she panted, desperate for it not to end. "I need you to fuck me, honey. Unnggh, fuck your aunt. Fuck your aunt's cunt. I need it."

Gunmay continued to fuck her with his knees braced on the bed and his body suspended above his aunt, supported by straight arms. Rhythmically, he hammered her hungry, grasping pussy, spearing his cock in and out of her cock-deprived quim.

"Unnngh! Oh, shit, Gunmay, you've really got a huge cock. Use it on your aunt. Keep fucking me. Harder, honey, harder. Fuck your aunt's pussy until you cum in your aunt," she shrieked in a voice raw with desire and need. He obliged, uncontrollably fucking her slot, thrusting his cock deeper as he sawed in and out, spearing it into her. His aunt still humped and shuddered beneath him, wailing, twisting her head from side to side, overwhelmed by the sheer ecstasy of being violated by her nephew's prick.

"Your aunt is going to cum," she groaned. "Harder, Gunmay. Unnggh. Fuck your aunt, make her cum. I'm cumming! I'm cumming." Her pussy spasmed violently in orgasm for the second time, spewing juice onto Gunmay's hammering cock, gripping and sucking in the unreleased stiffness of his big prick. Gunmay kept fucking relentlessly, drilling his organ into the depths of her pussy hole. Ambika's cum, like her previous one, lasted about 30 seconds, and when it finally subsided, Gunmay was still ploughing his cock into her as hard as he could. Somehow, despite the pleasure, the arousal of fucking his aunt in this, his fourth different incestuous combination, he still hadn't cum.

He was in the zone and grabbed his aunt by her shoulders, rolling her over onto her belly. The scent of her cum wafted up to fill his nostrils, and its distinctive odour only stoked his own erection. Ambika, driven by her desperate needs, instinctively raised herself to her knees. Her 40DDD tits hung like ripe, heavy tropical fruit, their huge, dark areolae and swollen nipples pointing at the sheets. Her head was down, but her arse was raised high: a perfect, round, 42-inch offering her cunt for her nephew to take. Her thick, dark bush, soaked and plastered with her juices, framed a pussy that gaped open, wanting more of Gunmay's fuck meat.

He didn't waste a moment. Grabbing his own cock, its flesh throbbing in sync to the blood pulsing through its raised blue veins, he positioned its wide, purple helmet at her entrance. He didn't need lube; her pussy was a slick, dripping cavern. With a single, brutal thrust from behind, he buried his entire length inside her.

"UNNNGGGHHHHHHH." A wail ripped from his aunt's throat. It was a sound torn between need and ecstasy. The sheer thickness of him strained her cunt's limits beyond anything her brother had inflicted seven days ago, and had a glorious fullness that lit up every nerve ending. Her nephew was fucking her, really fucking her, and it was all she needed to be complete. She pushed back, her hips slamming against his with a desperate, primal rhythm, trying to impale herself deeper on his weapon, to take every inch of him into her cunt.

"FUCK... ME... NEPHEW," she screamed, the words broken and guttural. "FUCK YOUR AUNT'S CUNT."

Gunmay gripped her upraised hips, using them as handles, and jackhammered into her. The sound of their flesh was music to his ears, a wet, noisy background accompanying her frantic cries. He felt her inner walls clenching untiringly before spasming around his shaft. Her back arched violently before her body went rigid as another massive orgasm tore through her. A torrent of cum erupted from her, gushing over his cock and balls, then, like a waterfall, falling to drench her own hamstrings.

She screamed, a long, high-pitched shriek of total release. But he didn't stop. He kept pounding into her pussy, his own climax somehow still held at bay. The relentless friction of his shaft rubbing against her G-spot was too much. Ambika's body jolted again, even more violently than before.

"I'M CUMMING. AGAIN. OH GOD, GUNMAY, IT'S SO HUGE," she screamed, her voice cracking. This time, an even greater wave of pleasure crashed over her, and her cunt exploded again, spewing a fresh flood of cum. Her body went limp, collapsing onto the bed beneath her as he continued to ruthlessly drill her, his own groans signalling that his own release was approaching.

Ambika's cunt, still twitching from her own cataclysmic release, became a tight, grasping sleeve around Gunmay's shaft. Her slick, inner walls clenched and tried to milk him in a greedy, uncoordinated squeezing that sent shockwaves of pure pleasure straight to his balls. It was a sensation far beyond anything his mother, his insatiable aunt Deepika or his sister had ever given him. It was the feeling of a cunt utterly and completely surrendering, and in its surrender, demanding his seed. It was the final trigger for him.

"UUUNNNNGGGHHHH, AUNTY, I'M CUMMING. YOU ARE MAKING YOUR NEPHEW CUM," Gunmay bellowed, his hips slamming into her with one final, desperate thrust. Aambika felt a volcano erupt inside her. A torrential flood of cum shot from the head of his cock, and a high-pressure flow of his seed hammered against her cervix entrance and splattered against her uterine walls. The sheer volume of the monstrous load that felt like it was completely filling her was staggering.

"OOOOH my God Gunmay. SOOOO MUUUUCH," Ambika shrieked, her eyes wide with disbelief as she felt the hot, thick fluid fill her. Her pussy was overflowing with his jizz. But her nephew wasn't finished. Five seconds later, as she was still reeling from the first onslaught, his cock unloaded again. A second, equally massive jet of seed flooded her, adding to the growing pool sloshing within her womb.

"It's still filling me. FUCK," she screamed, her mind struggling to comprehend the sheer biological impossibility of it.

Another five seconds passed, and his body convulsed again. A third geyser, nearly as huge and forceful as the first two, exploded deep inside her. Ambika's cunt was drowning in him and became a vessel stretched to its absolute limit with their mingled fluids. The fourth blast, ten seconds later, was recognisably mortal and slightly less than what a normal man might produce in a single orgasm. But after the deluge she had just received, it felt like a mere droplet, yet it was enough to keep the waves of pleasure crashing through her.

Then came the fifth, a final, small, shuddering pulse that scraped the very last dregs of seed from his utterly drained ball sac. He had pumped her full and made her cunt know it belonged to him.

The cumulative effect of being so completely and utterly filled, of feeling his sperm spew into her again and again and again, sent his aunt into an orgasm that eclipsed all others. A raw, primal scream escaped from her throat, and her body thrashed wildly under him, her cunt spasming uncontrollably as it tried to absorb the tidal wave of cum he had shot into her. She was no longer just fucked; she was possessed, claimed, and overflowing with her nephew's seed.

They lay together, spent but united. It was maybe forty minutes later when she gasped and tensed. How could it be? She had felt his cock becoming hard again, and her hand reached for the growing sex organ. Her next step was to mount her nephew and lower herself onto his waiting cock, her still wet, hungry pussy swallowing the rehardened shaft with a wet, sucking sound. She shuddered as it filled her completely, knowing it was happening, yet at the same time, her mind said it was impossible. She threw her head back, her throat arched, and a long, keening wail tore from her lips as she began to ride him frantically.

Her hips were a blur of motion, slamming down on his pelvis with a force that threatened to break them both. With every upward buck and downward grind, her enormous tits swayed and undulated like huge, heavy, ripe cantaloupes. They were magnificent, firm globes of flesh, the skin stretched taut over their fullness. Her areolae were immense, four-inch, dark-brown saucer plates, with skin pebbled and swollen with arousal. From their centres jutted her nipples, impossibly long and thumb-thick and hard as stones.

Gunmay stretched his neck and latched onto one, his mouth unable to cover the entire areola as he sucked greedily. Ambika shrieked, the pleasure an electric jolt that shot straight from her tit to her cunt. He switched to the other, teasing the thick nipple with his tongue before drawing it deep into his mouth, his teeth scraping lightly against its hypersensitive surface.

"UNNNGGHH FUCK. Yes, Nephew. Suck your aunt's tits. SUCK THEM," Ambika wailed.