My best friend. - Sex Stories

My best friend.

My name is Rajpal. I am 20 years. I am self employed as a plumber-cum-electrician. I am doing well and with ournown home, I am supporting a s****r Sheela of 16 yrs ans our widowed mother Resham. We live in a shanty town in Mumbai. I remain working overtime and sometimes even of holidays. Though a middle class f****y, we are well off and Sheela having finished with high school is now helping mom in house-hold chores. All of a sudden, there appeared an invasion of sex videos on internet and many people that were doing well got connected with cables. I was one of them. Being an electrician, I became a familiar face with families needing learning in operating their computers. I helped them with anti-virus measures and citing them hot sex movies. Now this opened a new chapter in my life. Being a young and physically strong boy, many married young women found me a ready object as a boy friend. On the other hand, my mom and Sheela started having next door girls and women making friends with mom to view sex movies. Sheela, thus, became friends with her age group girls and became involved in their sex culture. It went on nicely and righteously for some time. I let mom becoming friends with her age of women. In meantime, we got a proposal from a nice f****y for Sheela's hand. A couple of mutual get-together found both sides satisfied and we wedded Sheela to join her hubby. One day, I got my lie's biggest surprise when my mom had a visitor, named, Prem, saying he was my c***d-hood ...

... friend. Mom called me on mobile and I hurried back to welcome Prem. It was a sight to behold when we both hugged each other and retired in our drawing room to greet and reminisce old days. Coincidentally, Prem too was in same profession and wanted to rent a shop as he wanted to supply new computers, buy and sold second hand one, and he intended to open a cafe as well as a small academe for learners. I was so happy to meet him and in joing hands with him that I invited him to live with us and we jointly built an upper story for him. Business became brisk from Day-1 and it was time for us to get married. Prem was alone. He had married his two s****rs and his parents were living in their own home in Pune with "my elder b*****r Jagdish and his wife Shobha and their three c***dren. Prem reminised those good old days when in school, we used to draw out our small cocks and measured them. We had a big laugh and, then, suddenly, he pulled out his habdsone brownish cock and asked to see mine. Before I could say a word he opened my trouser and found my limped organ. He took it in his hand and seeing his erect abd throbbing one, mine, too, became hard like a rock. Prem said, ?Let us marry with two s****rs and, then, we'll have fun in swapping them. The ide appealed to me and thee was no dearth of suitable girls for us to bring home as our spouses. Mine one's name was Supna, 19 and the other was Bindia 17. We both went to Kashmir, rented a Houseboat, and went on sight-seeing with our spouses. ...