Please read the earlier chapters for the background and how I ended up with the most sexiest women in my life.
Summary:
Sam - I am 19, 5'11", toned body and short hair
Anu - My sister is just one year younger. My sister is about 3 inches shorter than me. our skin color is fairer than most Sri Lankans since my mom's father was from Italy. My sister has long dark hair that reaches her elbows and dark eyes that she inherited from my mom. Her thin waist ends with a butt that is the envy of most of my friends. Her hips are wide following the genes of most Sri Lankans and her thighs are nicely toned and in a pair of shorts they tend to drive anyone wild. Her breasts are 32 C with dark pink nipples.
Amali - My Aunt, 5 ' and is a 32C. Her hair is dark like my sister and has hair up to her shoulders. Her butt is smaller than my sisters and her hips are wide but not as wide as my mom's. She is more boyish until you get a glimpse of her chest.
Avanthi - My mom has dark hair which is cut to resemble a Meg Ryan hair cut in You've got mail. She is a 32B and has a sexy butt that I envy. Her hips are wide and she has this sexy walk that drives my friends wild.
We were happily into our family affairs with each lady having access to me whenever she wanted. We never dreamed of letting anyone else know about this and hence had to be careful when we went out to visit friends and family.
One day my mom took me to visit one of her friends. I met her once or twice when I was younger. Her name was Asha and she was close to her late thirties like my mom.
She lived down south close to the beach where she had a beautiful house in a place called Hikkaduwa. This beach is famous for its coral gardens. The one thing about my country are the beaches. It has one of the best beaches in the world and the dark well muscled beach boys that roam the beaches provide entertainment for ladies and gents alike. It was a three hour drive down Galle road with the most amazing scenery as the road snaked parallel to the beach most of the time. We reached my mom's friends place early in the afternoon.
We passed the big iron gates and drove up the path leading to her newly built house. The house faced the ocean giving it a view that was worth a million dollars. The door was opened by a young woman in a simple frock. She was a dark skinned beauty that took my breath away. Her hair was long, up to her hips and jet black. Her dress was tight showing off her fairly sizable breasts. Her waist was thin and her hips not too wide suggesting that she was young. We later learned that she was 19 and the niece of Aunt Asha. We were asked to sit and I almost had a heart attack when I saw my mom's friend climb down the stairs. She was gorgeous. She was dressed in a pair of long shorts that showed off her wide hips and her legs were nicely proportioned. Her bust must have been around 34c and her skin was slightly darker than my mom's. The best feature of her body was the face. Her eyes were dark and her eyelashes were long. Her eyebrows were fashioned to bring attention to her piercing eyes. Her mouth consisted of thick lips that were dark pink and full. I felt her eyes roaming over my face and then moving lower. My muscles were taut under the tight t-shirt I was wearing.
Then the eyes went over my mom appraising her in the same way. My mom rushed to her and they hugged and laughed like long lost friends, complimenting each other about how good they looked. I was next and before I knew it I was hugging Asha. I felt uncomfortable hugging her as I felt the length of her body cling to me for a while longer than was necessary. She appraised me again giving me a glimpse of her cleavage. My cock jumped a little, but was securely imprisoned in a tight pair of underwear.
I let them catch up and started to roam the front of the house looking into the sunset gleaming through the lazy clouds that seemed to sink into the horizon. The beach stretched for miles and the spray created a slight mist that seemed to have a magical effect.
There were a few foreign ladies who gave me looks of admiration. I acknowledged them with a gentle smile but made no move to approach them. After a while, my mom came out and called me into the house. I carried our bags and the young girl was there to help. As she bent to take one of my bags, I was presented with a rare opportunity to view a gorgeous pair of breasts nestled in a black bra. She smiled at me, realizing that she had given me an opportunity. She left me wondering whether it was intentional or not. I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. I flexed my arms, quite unnecessarily over the bags as I picked them up and it was her turn to enjoy the scenery. I looked across at my mom and Asha and I realized that they were both aware of our little exchange. I felt blood rushing to my head, coloring my ears. The girl called out to me, smiling gently as her eyes devoured my frame and turned towards the staircase making her dress twirl, lifting it in an innocent but provocative fashion.
I followed the gentle sway of her hips up the stairs. My eyes followed the minute changes in her body. She moved gracefully like a dancer and the sway of her hips were making it difficult for me to concentrate on anything else. I felt a certain amount of sadness to come to the end of my climb up the stairs.
The girl showed me to my room and it had a king size bed. I must have blushed again thinking of the possibilities. How was I going to keep my hands off my mom, I wondered. I watched the girls' body absently as I considered the possibilities that lay before me. This gave me a hard-on and I was glad that I chose to wear a tight pair of underwear.
The girl whose name was Anusha, went to the window and raised her arms to open the window. I saw her silhouette against the setting sun and the material of her frock left nothing to the imagination. Her body was shapely and slim. If she sensed my gaze, her reaction didn't give me any indication. I wanted to rush to her and hug that tight little body and it was with the greatest difficulty that I stopped myself. But my resolve was short-lived. She half turned towards me tossing her long hair provocatively over her shoulders.
"Can you help me with the curtain? It seems to be stuck."
I didn't need a second invitation. I took a chance and moved right behind her placing my body so close, but not touching. I could feel her body heat and had this strong urge to put my hands around her body and pull her close. I resisted the temptation. According to her instructions, I put my hands over hers and started to pull the curtain. Inevitably, I brushed against her butt and my cock was getting harder. I felt her lean back into me slightly. I got bolder.
"You will need to pull harder," she murmured, her thin hands holding my wrists.
There was no mistaking it. She was rubbing her ass against me.
"You can rest a bit if you are tired," she said, bringing my hands down and holding them against her tummy while rubbing them gently with her warm hands. She looked up at me, half turning as she pushed herself firmly against me.
"Does it hurt?"
"Yeah."
"What?"
"The hands."
"I wasn't talking about the hands," she said, leaning forward and pushing her hand between us. Her hand found my hard cock. She touched it tentatively, over the pair of shorts, while she pushed one of my hands up slowly to her bulging chest.
While standing with her back to me, she unzipped me expertly, reaching into my shorts through the opening and started rubbing my cock over my underwear.
I was breathing like a horny sea lion. She was in full control. Her other hand pushed my hand down. I moved my hand slowly to her crotch and started to rub her there, over her frock.
"The buttons on this dress are for a purpose," she whispered. I unbuttoned two of them after some amount of effort as my fingers were slow to respond. This gave me access to her crotch. Her panties were soft and warm. I rubbed her mound making her relax against me. Her hand continued to rub my cock. I couldn't believe this was happening. She lifted her face to me and I went over her shoulder and started to kiss her while one of my hands was on her breasts and the other on her pussy. I felt her panties get wet at my touch.
I sensed that she wanted more and I slid inside her panties. She lifted her leg and put it on a stool close by and my fingers slid across her slit. She was unbelievably wet. Her hand went inside my underwear and found my hard cock. After a slight struggle, she managed to free it from its prison and started to rub the head, sliding the foreskin over the head. The precum made it easier for her to rub my head. She reached into her panty, pushing my hand away for a moment. Then she put her wet and slimy fingers on my cock again reducing the friction and making me shudder.
