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We were an average family of five, well known and respected in the community. My Dad, Ravi, was a postmaster at the local post-office and my Mum, Rani, was a staff-nurse at the district hospital. Dad was then 53 and Mum had just turned 50. Both had fallen in love with each other many moons ago and brought three of us into this world. My eldest sister, Sheela, was 27, a dentist by qualification, recently married to a lawyer and happily settled down in Kuala Lumpur. My second sister, Leela, was 22 and home pthc sex in her third year of a psychology degree at the Science University in Penang. My name is Mohan and I was the youngest at 18. I had just started my first semester, pursuing a Chemical Engineering degree at the University of Malaya in Kuala Lumpur. Our home was located in the town of Tampin in the southern part of Malaysia. At that time, we stayed in a government house (provided by the government, since both my parents were working in the civil service) in a "civil-servants" neighbourhood. The house was a typical Malay-style house, built of wood with the front half of the house, built on concrete stilts. We had a large veranda in the front, leading to the living room. There were two bedrooms opening up to the living room - one was occupied by my parents and the other by my sisters. The two rooms shared a common, large attached bathroom (WC plus shower) - you had to walk down a short stairs to the bathroom. Then we had a utility room which we used as our prayer room. This was all on the front half. pedo pthc The back half was on ground level - from the upper front half, you had to walk down a short stairs to the back part, which comprised of two bedrooms, a spacious dining area, kitchen, store, a large bathroom and a drying area. The two bedrooms were at each corner, separated by the kitchen and the store. This was an old house, but still in pretty good shape generally. The outer walls of the house were made of thick, sawn timber, but the inner partitions (between the rooms) were thin. I occupied one of the bedrooms at the back and the other was used by my Grandpa before he died some years ago. This was now used by our live-in maid, Sundari. Sundari pthc was 50 (like Mum) and a widow, since the past 5 years. She has been our maid since I can remember and she brought us up. We fondly called her Aayahmah (literally translated as maid mother) and being the only boy around, I was her pet. Sundari shared a close relationship with my Mum. Her ex-husband worked as a labourer, but life was difficult for them and they could hardly make ends meet. They had a beautiful daughter, Mala, whose upbringing was financed by my parents' right from the start. Sundari, together with Mala, had moved into that room after her husband died (alcohol poisoning) more than 5 years ago. They became an integral part of our family and were very happy. Mala, a few weeks younger than me, had finished school and was now at a nurses' training college in Taiping. We were third generation Tamils in Malaysia and were Hindus by religion. We observed prayers, fasts and special days, as well as visited the temple regularly. pedo sex Neither Dad nor Mum smoked or drank alcohol. They were in perfectly good health (neither was overweight nor fat) and actually, looked much younger than their ages. They were careful about their diets but did not prevent us from eating anything that we liked. They were not really conservative but expected a certain discipline from us. The story to follow happened in late 1976. I had a 2-week semester break and decided to spend all the time at home. Campus was my first time away from home for a long period and I missed my parents and home. For the first week, I was going to be there alone with my parents and Aayahmah. My sister, Leela, who was also having a 2-week semester break, would only come home the following weekend, as she had some assignments to complete. I arrived home on Friday evening to the warm welcome of my Dad. Mum was away at a week-long refreshers' course in Kuantan and would be back on Saturday afternoon. I went to greet Aayahmah in the kitchen where she was preparing something for us to eat. She gave me a big hug and asked about my well-being. Over dinner, Dad was asking me about my course and the campus. He brought me up to date about Sheila, Leela and Mala - how each of them was doing. After dinner, Dad and I went up to watch the news on TV, where he also updated me about the latest news and gossips in town. Aayahmah had her dinner, put away the dishes and cleaned up. Around 11pm, I wished Dad goodnight and went to my room. I was feeling tired after the journey. As I went down the stairs, I saw Aayahmah sorting out the dirty clothes for washing. "Good night, Aayahmah. It's good to be home again," I wished her. "Good night, Chellam (translates as sweetheart in Tamil). Sleep well, you must be tired," she replied. As I lay on my bed, my thoughts were moving from one thing to another, not really focussing on any one subject. I had everything a boy could ask for - pedo sex I had a good family, I excelled in my studies and sports and I was liked by everyone. But I was a late developer as far as sex was concerned - I had only discovered masturbation when I was close to 16. That was when I saw my first Penthouse magazine, lent to me by my best friend. I soon started reading more about sex and making love - the Kamasutra fascinated me. And, I saw my first porno film (40 mm) when I was 17. But, at 18 I was still a total virgin. Sure I liked girls and had many girl friends at school and now, campus, but in our society many things at that young age were taboo. And, due to my late development in this area, I was also very, very ignorant. I never associated my family with sex for example. I never considered my Mum, Aayahmah or sisters in a sexual way. And worse, I didn't even think my parents were having sex - sure they had given birth to us, but I always assumed it was a task, not a pleasure (till I was 15, I still believed that the stork brought the babies from God to earth). Yes at 18, a very ignorant me. I dozed off to a deep slumber. Woke up late the next day and after a shower, I sat down to have some hot breakfast or rather brunch. Dad had left early for work and would be back at 5pm. Aayahmah sat across me and chatted with me. She asked me about campus, my studies and friends. I gave her all the details. I asked her how Mala was doing and she updated me. After brunch, I grabbed my bike and cycled to town. No particular purpose, but only to check if any of my former schoolmates were around. Not finding anyone, I cycled around aimlessly and then headed home. I told Aayahmah that pedo sex I will skip lunch and instead do some homework. She was busy downstairs with the washing and cleaning. Mum came home at 3pm. She looked as ever elegant in her nurse's uniform. I greeted her with a big hug. "Look at you, you have grown darker," she exclaimed. "Yeah, too much football under the sun, Mum," I replied. "How was your training course?" I asked. "Oh, the usual, boring refreshers' course," she answered. "Let me go greet Aayahmah and get changed," she continued. After she had greeted Aayahmah and exchanged some small talk, she went to her room to get changed. "I am going to lay down for a nap, tired after the long week" Mum said. "We will go to the temple later for prayers," she continued. "Ok, it will be nice to go with Dad and you," I answered. 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I was right, he was impressed with me for bringing Janice to him and had since treated me much better. Frequency of my orgasm increased and I could feel more love when he fucked me, not just a cock ravaging a wet pussy. Yet what I noticed was my engrossment in our mad sexual life. It had completely turned from a blackmail into a willing co-habitation. I had turned from a rape victim into a thirsty and dirty slut. i would automatically return to his house after my school. He would come home at random timings and will fuck me. My family got worried and rang me up so many times I couldn’t be bothered to explain anymore. Joseph gave up on me for ignoring him for such a long time and found himself another gf 3 months later. But within these 3 months, so much happened between Peter and I. I got a shock of my life when I woke up one day. I couldn’t move a single limb. At first, I thought it was numbness I felt, then I realised that my limbs were all tied up, each to a corner of the bed such that I made an X shape. pedo sex I twisted my body around trying to free myself but immediately understood that it would never happen. “Good morning” he said in a low and sexy tone. “Hey, did you do this to me? Why?” I asked although knowing it was rhetorical. He was naked. He stood at the side of the bed around the level of my head and smiled at me. Somehow that didn’t frighten me at all, I kinda got used to his tricks and attempt of intimidation, in fact I am beginning to find it nice. His cock stood hard and up, my eyes followed his cock as it pedo sex moved its way up the bed, in between my spread legs, with his balls rubbing my stomach as his cock slid up my body. Before I knew it, his cock head was pointing right at my mouth. “Suck” he ordered. Obedient as I always am, I opened my mouth and took his cock in. My eyes looked up at him as I tasted his cock in my mouth. For the past week, his cock had been the first thing that enters my mouth in the morning. Anyways, he began rocking faster and faster. Before long, he was face fucking me real fast and moaning all over. He occasionally pulled out to let me catch my breath, but usually before I could even finish coughing, his cock was stuffed right back in again. I felt so miserable, trying frantically to catch my breath when he pull back for his next thrust. But what really frightened me was that I got wet from the shear act of sucking him. He haven’t even touched my pussy! He tilted my head upwards and lifted himself up and in a swift motion, he pushed his cock down INTO and down my throat. My eyes almost popped out. “mmmpphhhhhh….. ggrrrrmmmpppph” I choked. He didn’t seem to care and continue penetrating my throat. “Make more noise, I want you to speak into my cock. The vibration feels good on my cock.” Now I know why he was always so rough on my mouth- because when I do make noise, he feels better. - what a jerk. No matter how much I hate the way he treated me, I would just obey and followed his direction. I never question him during the session and after the session, I always feel too satisfied to say anything or I would have just been knocked out. Whatever the reason is I guess I am just a sucker to this man. Just before I thought I was getting a bad sore throat, he pulled out and moved down. He positioned his cock at my entrance and slapped it down repeatedly on my sensitive clit. I jerked as he did and my vagina began to get even wetter than when I blew him. he was essentially rubbing my pedo sex clit at pace so fast that I could cum from just that. Just before I could do so, he stopped. I looked at him with disappointment and he smiled. “You are such a cunt teaser”I jokingly said. SLAP! He landed his palm hard on my right. 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What’s that?” I screamed in shock. “It’s a butt plug, it’s to train you for our future exploration.” He let the pain subside and for me to rest. After a while, I realise that it was more because of shock than pain that I screamed. “So now, do you like it already?” he asked gently. “No, I am still not used to it, but I guess I will. It’s beginning to open up.” “Good, now you can take me in.” He said as he positioned himself at my back while I kneel back facing him. “ No wait, I am not…..” Before I could finish my sentence, he already slid his whole length into my pussy. Today was exceptionally fast and deep because my ass was being stretched and my skin did not interfere like it normally would. “eeerrrrgggghhh” I moaned as he ramped in. lucky thing was that it didn’t feel as pain because I was all readily lubricated inside and outside in fact, I must say that he did a great job in preparing us a great session ahead. SLAP! 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