Eighteen-year-old Beena had just finished a long warm shower, paying special attention to removing the hair under her arms, on her legs and on her choot (pussy). Not there was much hair to remove. She was regular with her hygiene and very particular about such things.
She checked her dark brown nipples carefully. A few hairs sprouted now and then and were plucked out by her in disgust. Nature was cruel at times.
She had just slipped into her shalwar (baggy trousers); she had not worn panties since she was in kidder garden, and selected a lacey transparent bra to hold her size 38 breasts when her cell-phone rang. Standing with her arms covering her breasts she answered it.
Beena was not too surprised when it turned out to be her 20-year-old cousin Qasim on the line calling her over to his apartment.
"Ari nahin yaar. Aaj nahin, bahord karm hai khur pey" (Oh no dude. Not to day. I have a lot to do at home) Beena said smiling to herself.
The Sunday morning fucks with the Qasim and his 18-year-old brother Qamar was a normal thing it was a short walk up a flight of stairs from her family apartment to his, and basically every and any chance they got, they would fuck.
Now let's get this straight, screwing your cousin (first cousin even) in south Asia is not incest in this culture, it is just a good way to get laid.
Many of Beena's friends were being fucked by a cousin usually without precautions, the males seemed to resent the lack of intimacy a condom brought. Beena had no plans of getting pregnant so she had obtained birth control pills.
"Beena! Mazark mutt karo. Jaldi ao" (Beena! Don't joke around. Come quickly) Qasim pleaded
"Qasim bhai" (Qasim my brother) Beena said in a hot whisper "Tumara irada sai nahin hai, mei tumare behen kithara" (Your intentions are bad; I am like your sister)
"Ha ha Laikin Mei do Behenchord ho, jaan, jaldi karo vaqt cum hai" (Yeah Yeah, but I am a sister fucker darling. Come quickly time is short) Qasim said with a laugh.
Beena laughed and said "Beysharam" (shameless) as she put the phone down.
She tossed the bra back into the wardrobe. Her cousins would want it off her anyway. Qamar especially liked to suck her nipples as he squeezed and massaged her breasts. He also liked to take her doggy style sometimes dipping a finger tip in her puckered butt hole as he slammed into her hard.
She made an excuse to her mother busy cooking in the kitchen and not waiting for the usual compliant the she never helped out, she left the apartment and walked quickly down stairs to her cousins apartment.
"Jaldi Beena, aaj ab ka bahord sarorat hai" (Hurry Beena, I really need you today) Qasim said pushing her towards the bedroom as soon as he had let her in. his parents were as usual off at the local cut-price bazaar doing the weekly shopping.
Beena hurried to the room and stripped off her house cloths and hopped onto the bed where Qasim was already lying playing with his balls and 7-inch shaft.
"Jaldi. Dar que karti?" (Hurry why are you waiting?) Qasim said impatiently.
Beena lay down on the single bed as Qasim stood and slipped a condom over his cock.
She parted her slim smooth thighs and rubbed her clit and slit to loosen and wet herself up. Of the two brothers she liked Qasim the eldest best. He was not the better looking of the two brothers but his attitude was nicer.
He climbed between her legs and held his cock at the entrance to her choot. Looking at her as he always did, he asked "Teek hai. Mood hai einna?" (OK? You are in the mood).
Beena had never once tested him by saying no. But at least he asked. Anyway, when she was lying naked on his bed with him poised to stick his cock in her fuck hole, what did he think she was in the mood for?
She sighed as he slowly eased his long hot rod into her. He waited a few seconds after fully impaling her with his Lund. Then he started moving his hips and pumping in and out of her choot.
His mouth went to her breasts and hard brown nipples as his hands took hold of her firm brown ass and squeezed as he pumped her. Qasim was hot and in a hurry. That much was clear from the pace he set. He was breathing heavily, dripping with sweat as he pumped her harder and faster her.
Beena wrapped her slim legs around his waist and held him as she felt him gain speed and finally reluctantly, shoot his load into the condom. She felt his hot seed fill her and waited for him to relax and gently, withdraw.
Sweating and panting the two cousins felt the relief of sexual joy.
Qamar, the younger brother, was standing beside the bed as Qasim got off her.
"Knock Yaar!" Qasim said in annoyance as Qamar pulled off his jeans and briefs. He kept his T-shirt on as usual and made a face at Qasim.
"Jao Mar chord. Kya furaqt purtta?" (Piss off motherfucker. What difference does it make) He said with a laugh as he rolled a condom down his Lund shaft.
Beena got onto all fours and offered herself like a bitch to Qamar; ready to take the hard fucking he was always eager to give her.
"Shabash" (Very good) Qamar said slightly bending his knees and aiming his cock at her wet hole. He stabbed his cock in and taking hold of her hips fucked her quickly and noisily as Beena reached between her thighs and took hold of his wildly slapping balls.
"Ooooooooooh Yeeeeeeeeeeeees!" He said as she started to gently massage them.
Qasim was still in the room watching his brother fucking Beena fast. He was hard and absently stroking his own Lund as he looked at his light tan brother bang the darker tanned Beena.
Beena looked at Qasim and licked her lips. Saying "Qasim bhai lund moo mei dahlo". (Qasim put your cock in my mouth).
Qamar laughed and said "Chalo bhai. Iski qawash purra karo" (Come on bro. Does what she asks).
Qasim stood beside the bed. On one side of the single bed, Qamar was pumping Beena as she was braced across the bed on all fours, well three of four as one hand was busy toying with her clit and Qamar's balls. Her mouth opened to receive Qasim's funky tasting Lund as he stood on the side opposite his brother.
Qasim held his balls as he started to fuck Beena's mouth. Her hot watery mouth lashing his cock with spit and suction.
Beena had never taken two men this way before. She had heard about it and seen a video on her PC a few times so she knew what she was supposed to do. Qasim's cock tasted strange. Of spunk (which she recognized) and of condom she assumed.
Qamar came with a mighty series of hard thrusts that forced her to brace herself with her hands and stop her sucking of Qasim's cock.
After Qamar had pulled out with his usual haste, Beena was again fed Lund by Qasim.
He fucked her mouth with growing impatience but no rough stuff, until with a snort and spasm; he shot his cum into her mouth. Beena swallowed. Something she rarely did but she was feeling extra horny and naughty that morning.
Qamar and Qasim were still horny when she came out of the bathroom dressed and ready to head back upstairs to her own apartment.
The brothers cornered her playfully and began to feel her breasts and ass without inhibitions. She laughed and pushed them away.
Both brothers were pulling slowly on their cocks. Qasim naked, Qamar still in his now sweat soaked t-shirt.
"Kya hai!" (What's up?) Beena said
"Mere lund mein tugleef hai Behen zaraa chooso or aram do please" (My cock hurts sister. Suck and make it better) Qamar said pressing his cock at her ass.
Beena laughed lustily and took hold of Qasim's cock as he kissed her neck and man handled her tits.
"Kya ab ka lund mein tugleef be hai Bhai?" (What yours hurts too?) She asked Qasim.
Qasim smiled and lifted the front of her kamiz up and tugged her shalwar's elasticated waistband down.
"Beena, abki choot do na. Payari behen abke bhai KO chordo Na" (Beena give a little pussy. Beloved sister, fuck your brother). Qasim said slowly turning her around, facing a way from him.
Beena bent forward and took hold of Qamar's hot hard Lund and sucked on it lovingly as Qasim lifted the back if her kamiz up over her back and fucked her from the rear. He felt different, hotter and slicker somehow.
Qamar held the front of his t-shirt up so it would not get in her way or obstruct his view of her sucking him. His free hand moved from his hip to the top of her head as she face fucked him. He moved his hips backwards and forwards in time with her. He came quickly more turned on by the novelty of sharing a woman with his brother then Beena's skills as a cocksucker Beena swallowed his lumpy hot spunk effortlessly. She could get used to it, she decided, it tasted interesting. It was only after Qasim pulled out and dropped a few pearly drops of cum on her naked buttocks that Beena realized he had been in her without a condom.
She stood up and looked at Qasim dipping her fingers at the sperm that dribbled down her ass cheeks she asked "Yeh Tum nay kya kia Qasim? Iske natija kya hoga?" (What have you done Qasim? What happens if I get pregnant)?
"Shit Yaar" Qamar said slapping his hand to his forehead "Tum nei iski under fareeq kia?" (You came in her?)
"Fuck yaar! Mei itna Pargal nahin hu" (I am not that stupid) Qasim said defensively "Kutch nahin hoga, Pani nigali sai pehli, mein withdraw kia" (Nothing will happen. I pulled out before I came).
Beena went home pleased at the look of fear that she had put on the faces of her two cousins.
Qasim and Qamar showered and dressed and avoided talking about it.
They were very nervous suddenly.