Chhotu Shah 11 Inches
Incest
Submit Report Hello friends, my stories have been appericiated you you all. Thanks. This is another hot story which is going to run into a few parts and hope it will keep with a good hardon or a wet spot between the legs. Please let me know your views on [email protected] Chhotu Shah got this name as he was the youngest of the three children of Balwant Singh, the village landlord in Haryana. His older two daughters were older to Chhotu by 10 and 13 years. Names are often deceptive. This was the case with Chhotu (his actual name was Kishna) and he was 6 feet tall by the time he was in class 9th. His cock was 11 inches long and thick like an average man’s wrist and coincidentally his roll number was 11. He would not have known his cock size had he not seen his father’s when the father was fucking his mother and Chhotu had been searching for his mom to ask for school fee. He was about to knock on the door when he heard the creaking of the bed and a cry of delight,” Oh Ballu, your 10 inch meat has filled my choot beyond limits, you motherfucker, I dont know what will do if I went to my parents for a day, you are an insatiable horny bastard, Ballu, What will you do tommorrow, my dear?” Balwant continued fucking his wife Parvati, smiling to himself. He had lined up his own sister Aarti for tomorrow, the fresh young virgin whose cherry was intact inspite of the fact that she had been married to an impotant husband and was now visiting her brother and was begging for his cock so that she has at least one child from his loins, to call their child for the rest of life. Aarti was 17 when Chhotu was born and now she was 30 and was tired and bored with her husband, Mr Kulkarni, who did nothing but run his school in Bhopal. Her husband fucked her for 2 minutes, shot his weak sperm and went to sleep. Balwant planned to bed his sister tomorrow when his wife left for her parental house for a few days. Chhotu saw his father’s cock coming out of his mom’s cunt as it shone with her cunt juices. “Behnchod” Chhotu muttered and left. His mind never beleived that his father fucked his mother, although he knew how babies were born. Chhotu went into his room where there was a measuring tape. He fondled his cock till it was erect and measured. It came to be 11 inches. His LUND was bigger than his father’s as mom said father’s was 10 inches. Chhotu Shah wondered when he will get his first choot to fuck. He smiled to himself and went out. The next day, Balwant sent his wife and waited for Chhotu to leave for school and then pounced on his sister who had been waiting for him with a bald choot, well perfumed and her cunt lips swollen and puffy with anticipation. Balwant hurried to become a Behnchod as his sister wrrapped her thighs round her brother’s waist and he plunged straint into the burning choot, which gripped his monster cock tightly. Aarti’s choot had been leaking juices so much that even 10 inches of her brother meat went into her turgid flesh like a knife in butter,” Ahhh bhaiya, fuck your sister, make me pregnant the way you made bhabi, fill my choot with your sperm, fill my womb with your child, our child, your behan needs your cum, your lund to satisy her youthful fire and to become a mother, bhaiya, I may not become your wife, but make me the mother of your child, ohhh bhaiya, I beg. Ahhh bhaiya give me your seed, your child,’ And Balwant did give her his child. He went on ramming his massive cock in his sister’s choot like a maniac. He was not likely to get a beautifull woman like his sister to fuck in a thousand years. He gripped her waist and fucked furiously. Aarti moaned loudly as she raised her hips to meet her brother’s powerful thrusts, but there was no need to be afraid, there was no one to disturb the incestuous coupling of the brother and sister. Balwant pushed his finger into her asshole when he came into her pussy and Aarti too shot her juices on her vrother’s lund at the same time. In the following three days bhaiya must have fucked her cock hungry behna for at least 15 times and the horny behna was still not satiated. She had tasted her brother’s meat and she could not have enough of it. The next day, Balwant went to bring his wife back and Aarti left for Bhopal to meet her impotant husband to give him news that she was pregnant. Chhotu’s father and mother got killed in the bus accident when they were 20 kilometers from their village, leaving Chhotu, an orphan. Hundreds of miles away, Aarti’s husband suffered a heart attack that he could not survive. Aarti had to take over the school to keeep herself alive. She became Mrs Kulkarni, Principal. Chhotu was looked after by a few aunts in the village and he did some jobs for them and they fedhim in return. One was his aunt Lakshmi, a woman of 40 years who fed him often. Once Chhotu was lying on his cot, bare from chest above and trouser tied on his waist. It was raining and he lay there dreaming his father’s long thick cock moving in and out of his mother’s cunt. The dream was so erotic that Chhotu was excited and his cock stood high and hard and his trouser looked like a tent. Poor Lakshmi forgot everything when she saw the sight. She was mesmerised and walked up to Chhotu, placed her trembling hand on his throbbing hardon. Chhotu, woke with a start, found Lakshmi bua bending on him, her ample boobs staring at him from three inches.” Bua, I was…..” he tried to say but his mouth was covered by bua’s hand,” Shhhhhhhh, dont say anything, Chhotu beta, you have a treasure hidden in your trousers. Bua or no bua, give it to me, Chhotu, sale maderchod, where have you been hiding such a beautiful LUND, sale behanchod, your bua has been dying for a cock like yours. Your lund is just the image of Shiv Ling, every woman wants such a beast.