Lamiya, My Cousin, in the Jute Field – adult lush stories

Hi friends, I’m Sagar. I don’t study anymore—poor family background, you know. I managed to finish intermediate, though. Anyway, let’s skip that. lush atories

Those of us who live in villages know very well: thousands of acres here are planted with jute. Even though villages don’t have all the facilities, one thing is always available—a safe place for “fun” with a girl. And that place is the jute field. No one can spot you once you’re deep inside the tall plants.

Lamiya is my second paternal uncle’s only daughter. She has just finished intermediate and is about to join honours. She’s a chubby, round-faced, full-figured girl—plump cheeks, heavy hips, everything nicely filled out. After a lot of effort, I managed to trap her in my web of love. Now she loves me deeply too. lush stories sex

Our houses are right next to each other. Since childhood, she used to spend most of her time at our place. Whenever I got the chance, I would caress her—rubbing over her clothes, nothing more. Don’t misunderstand—I never crossed that line back then. But after she fell in love with me, she almost stopped going back to her own house. free erotic stories

When I wasn’t home, she would help my mother with chores. She was never found doing her own family’s work. Whenever I got any excuse, I tried to go near her, but she didn’t give me much opportunity—just a few kisses and tight hugs. Till then, I hadn’t been able to do anything more.

One day I told her, “We’re already like husband and wife, aren’t we? I really want to love you properly. Don’t you understand how much I’m suffering?” Hearing my emotional words, she finally agreed.

But where would we do it? She absolutely refused to do anything inside the house—if anyone saw, she’d never be able to show her face again out of shame. She said, “Wait for the right moment. When we find a safe chance, we’ll do it.”

I searched and thought for days but couldn’t find a secure place. Then, a few days later, the golden opportunity arrived. lush sex stories

Jute cultivation had started in the fields. Slowly the plants grew taller—now they were taller than a man. One afternoon, Lamiya and I were returning from the shop. She pointed and said, “Look how tall the jute has grown. Even if someone screams all day, not even a dog would notice.”

I said, “Exactly.” Suddenly a naughty idea struck me. I told her, “Come on, let’s play a little cricket match.”

At first she didn’t understand, but then she did—and blushed deep red. erotic stories lush

I insisted, “Please come… it’s already standing up.” She glanced at my pants and saw my tool fully erect like a banana tree. Finally she agreed and said, “You naughty boy… you’ve become too impatient, haven’t you?”

We checked all around—no one nearby. I pulled her straight into the middle of the jute field. Both of us were a bit scared—if someone saw, they might want to take advantage too. So I didn’t waste time.

I quickly broke some jute plants and made a nice soft bed. We sat down. I hugged Lamiya to my chest and we started kissing passionately. I lifted her top without fully removing it.

She kissed me back eagerly. Then I squeezed her breasts as much as I wanted. I’ve heard girls get aroused quickly when you touch down there—so I opened her salwar and started fingering her pussy while sucking her breasts with my mouth.

I was hugging her tight, kissing her lips, sucking her soft, firm breasts, massaging her pussy. She was getting hotter by the second. Her breasts were amazingly soft yet tight and bouncy—Lamiya looked incredibly beautiful like that.

She went crazy. I kept teasing her clit with my finger. She moaned, “Oh darling… what pleasure you’re giving me… I’m floating in an ocean of unknown joy.” lushstory

Then Lamiya herself pulled down her pants and said, “Oh love… put it in now… I can’t wait anymore… tear me apart… I can’t hold it!”

Seeing her fresh, barely-haired young pussy drove me wilder. I asked, “Can you take my size in such a small hole?” She replied, “Why not? One day I have to take it anyway,” and got into doggy style.

I tried to enter her virgin pussy, but it wouldn’t go in easily. She guided my cock with her hand and placed it at her entrance. I spat a little for lubrication and pushed—about an inch went in. She jumped and cried “Oh ma… oh ma…”

I quickly covered her mouth and pressed her against my chest so no sound would escape outside.

Slowly I kept pushing deeper. She clenched her teeth, trying not to scream in fear and pain. Finally my entire length disappeared inside her tight hole.

I started thrusting. She began moving her hips with me. “Ah… ooh… it’s burning… oh… push harder…”

The harder I thrust, the more she moved her waist. She kept moaning—“Ah… ooh… ma… yes… yes… ooh ma…”

This was my first time too, and hers as well—no experience for either of us. The feeling was completely different, intense. free lush stories

Lamiya started whispering, “Tear my hole… this is pleasure… oh… ah… yes… do it… so much pleasure… when will you marry me so we can do this without fear… ah… ooh… yes…”

The wet “fachaat-fachaat” sounds filled the air as we went wild. Finally we both came together and finished.

I never imagined a girl her age could have so much passion.

Until the jute was harvested, our lovemaking continued regularly in the field. Our courage grew so much that later we even did it at home whenever we got the chance.

A few days after that, my mother caught us. When I explained our love, she accepted it and arranged our marriage.

Now we play our “cricket match” fearlessly every night. Sometimes even in front of Mom—since she has already seen us like this, she doesn’t say anything anymore.