This story is a work of fiction. The characters depicted within have
no resemblance to anyone dead or alive; any such resemblance is purely
coincidental. The author does not subscribe to the acts depicted
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strongly advised that readers take all necessary precautions for the
safety of all players if they choose to act out the play of this
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Family Values 7 – Priya Speaks about her First Time

Priya didn't start her story immediately, as we went in for dinner.
After dinner we had all gather back in the living room of the cottage.
Shalini and Rheeya were at my crotch, Vivek was at Priya's crotch and
Rajesh and Kiran were naked and allowed to touch each other. In this
scenario Priya began her story.

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I was brought up in a very strict, almost totalitarian house. My
father was the king of the house and the rest of us were his slaves.
He firmly believed that it was the lot of man to control his family.
My brother and me were terrified of our father. My mother would
actually shiver when going in front of him.

It was in this environment that I fell in love for the first time. I
was 14, the boy was 18 or there abouts. I fell for him because he was
tender to me, and listened to what I had to say. But I was shit
scared. Every time we met, I imagined my father jumping at us and
caning us to death.

Our relationship soon became physical as I began to enjoy being
touched by him. So much so that the physical contact became the reason
to meet. But it was dangerous, until we found the key to the building
roof. We would sneak up there and fondle each other.

This went on until the watchman of the building caught us. He walked
onto the roof and found me with all the buttons of my shirt undone and
my breasts being sucked on by my lover. Ahmed was a hulk of a man. He
sported a large beard that reached till his chest.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"N…nothing", my lover replied.

"Get lost", he boomed at the boy.

My lover ran like he had ghosts chasing him.

I came out from under the overhang that we were making out under. I
began to button my shirt as I came out.

"Don't", he told me.

"What?" I asked.

"Don't button up", he said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, before you button up I want to know what your father would
think of this entire scene."

"You won't tell him", I said.

"What's to stop me?"

I got the drift of what he was saying.

"Ok. What will stop you?"

"You", he said and reached out and gently felt my breasts.

"Don't touch me you beast", I told him.

"Ok", he said and started to walk away.

"Wait", I called to him.

"What?"

"Please don't tell daddy", I pleaded.

"I haven't seen a reason not to as yet."

"Please, I am like your daughter", I pointed out.

"Yes. And she is already carrying my second child", he retorted.

"What?"

He nodded.

"Please", I begged him again.

He turned away again.

"Ok, ok", I said.

He came towards me, he undid his lungi and let it fall off as he made
his way to me. He was naked underneath. His huge penis pointed at me
like a cannon.

I held me and kissed me on my lips. The stink of his beard filled my
nostrils. I wanted to bring up. His hands unzipped my skirt. That was
when I realized that this wasn't going to be just petting.

My skirt came off, then my panties. He lifted me onto a ledge and the
next thing I knew there was a penis inside me. It felt so good, that I
involuntarily wrapped my legs around him.

"Whore", he said as he began to fuck me hard.

I couldn't think of the discomfort of my bare ass on the concrete
ledge, nor of the fact that I was losing my virginity. The pleasure in
my loins filled me. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. He kept
pumping in and out of me. Our breathing got more rapid. His grunts got
louder and then I felt the warm inside me.

I cannot describe the terror I felt when I realized what had happened.
I pushed him away, but he kept pumping his seed into me.

"I'll get pregnant", I cried, but he didn't listen. He just kept
pumping away inside me. I felt his penis grow slack, but he didn't
stop. Soon it began to grow inside me again. All the while he didn't
stop. He just kept fucking me.

Soon his organ was large and he was fucking me hard again. I put my
arms around him and hugged him tight, forcing his penis in deeper into
me.

"Harder, harder", I urged him.

He gave me what I asked for and fucked me till he ejaculated once more
inside me.

After that day he fucked me almost every day until I realized that I
was pregnant. That day my father gave me my share of the property and
threw me out of the house. I never ever went back home or to Ahmed.
All I have with me now is Ahmed's son.

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The silence in the room was deafening. No one spoke.

"I love you mom", Rajesh said as he went up to her and hugged her tight.

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