I stood staring at the Luftanasa ticket from Delhi to Hamburg. The amount of trouble and money it took to get this great escape from poverty ticket. At the last moment father had been able to find $15,000 US for the greedy travel agent after nearly 26 months of uncertainty. To cut to the chase, here I was standing in IG international listening to the travel/immigration agents final advise while my brothers, sisters, parents and other people.
He said to contact job set up for me and explained European immigration process. In Hamburg, there were no jobs waiting for me, no such contact person. Few days I slept at homeless shelters, ate from church soup kitchens. The warm cloths I had from Ludhiana were like old fashioned cotton shirts in Hamburg’s cold windy Northerly autumn.
The welfare authorities managed to get me a job preparing sandwich’s in one of the shipping company. They also got me a bed in a room to share with another person. That person turned out to be a 6 foot, red haired. sometimes whore and other times drug runner called Vernia. It was social housing, I couldn’t complain, at least it was warm inside.
On the first day I objected to her smoking, she reached out and squeezed my balls so hard that it almost made me cry. That evening she showed up with a giant 7 foot tall Swede. His two fingers were bigger then my wrist. Vernia said he wanted to fuck my ass, he pays well. I shat bricks. Terrified I told them to fuck off. They laughed they were only teasing.
But I was dripping cold sweat. Imagine getting raped in a strange country. One of her lovers was a Polish computer whizkid working as a professional hacker for security companies. For a small fees he hacked into the immigration status and managed to get my file ahead of other people for early hearing.
In three years I managed to get residence status while still living in housing assistance room. She was friendly and plenty street smart. She needed the room during the day for her clients. At night she was out till early morning. By the time I was going for work she was turning in. The room was free and it suited us both. Some nights she bring a client in for sex.
she would make so much sounds at faked orgasm while having sex with clients. I would pretend to be sleeping. She did not care if I looked. One evening, she encouraged to hide a video camera and shoot it so we could sell the shoot. We made some money that way too. We were good friends. I had became used to seeing her naked.
She never shut the door of the washroom for any reason. I also more regularly started changing cloth or going out of the shower naked. Now and then when she didnot have clients or there was snow blizzard (of which there was lot in Hamburg), initially she would slip in into my bed she would give me oral sex while I gave her a relaxing back rub.
She taught me German, cook western food, appreciate fine wine and how to have good satisfying sex. In fact by the time I got a frantic call from my mother asking me to come back urgently, we were having marathon hour long sex sessions. She would joking accuse me for being bad for her business.
Most of her client lasted only a few minutes she was never happy, at the end of the day we would cuddle and have unhurried slow sex sometime in the bed, sometimes in the hot water tub and quite a few time in the community sauna. She liked quick deep penetration and thereafter small to and fro movement rubbing my penis head on her G point making wet sounds.
One day j I found her things gone. She had left a note for me, it a big heart and a lipstick starined kiss and simply said ‘love you, take care’. She was gone, her friends had vanished too. I was heart broken. I was glad I was leaving for a short break too. Those of you readers who have been through a heart break would know how it is difficult to ever love a girl again,
without thinking twice how much that relationship might hurt again. In three yrs from a minor sandwich job I had became an asst. pasty chef. There was lot of money in bakery and I dreamt of opening a bakery one day and that was going to come true sooner then I thought. After four years abroad, I came home to our village surrounded by lofty snow capped mountains to attend someone’s marriage.
(That someone, was going to be me.) Step Mother cried, she never let me miss my real mum, her elder sister. Father hugged me and wanted to know what & how much booze I had purchased for them. I told them I was there only for a week apparently they had told me to come for a important family marriage. Next day we went to nearby village where my cousin was to be married.
A tailor came took my measurement for a suit. That evening the suit was done superfast. Before the people started coming in. I was asked to come dressed in my suit. My father thrust a turban on my head that had garlands on them like a marriage turban. He and another male relative Hari forced me to sit down on grooms chair.
A photographer appeared and furiously began to click picture of us. I asked my step mother what the hell was happenening. She explained father had to take RS 4 lakhs from Uncle Hari to pay the travel agent for my Hamburg documents with the promise that once I got settled I would marry a girl of their choice and take her Germany.
Once she there I would divorce her and after gaining residency will come to India to marry Hari Uncle’s son Inder. That way Inder and his wife can settle in Germany too and the same travel agent had suggested all this as common practice. I protest at absurdity of plan, it was a fail plan. Nobody paid attention to me. They were too busy at getting drunk.
While I was still mauling for loopholes in the weird plan. In came a girl all decked up in bridal dress, she seemed to be in hurry, her lovely bosom was heaving up and down from the stress of running late and sat next to me on brides chair. I looked at the girl and almost fainted. She was Haasini my own fucking SISTER FOR REAL. How could they do this?
I grew up with Haasini, she was my real sister, she was born to my step mum. I asked Haasini how could she do this marriage? She said she could do anything for Inder. He is so sweet and intelligent. For next 5 days my life was filled with Inder. It was Inder is this and Inder is that. Fortunately I was drunk most of the time. It was not that Haasini was ugly looking girl far from she was exquisite.
We fought and grew up together.When we were very young we played doll house often. After putting the doll to sleep, she would take off her frock and I would remove my underwear. I would open her legs wide open as we had seen adults do. Then I rub my little penis on her pussy. One day the maid caught us as I was trying to insert my tiny penis into her shit hole during a bath.
That ended it all and we never spoke about that again as we grew up. And now here I was, on brotherly mission to set up her life in West. We boarded the plane to Hamburg. I spoke in German to the air hostess, she was surprised.Haasini had been on a aircraft before, she held my hands tightly and prayed during the take off.
To ease her mind off I started telling her about German people. At first I was telling her the right things. She wondered if they would like her and Inder? Again Inder. Then I started telling her to play her role as my newly married wife, if anyone suspected foul play they will deport us and her dream of settling with Inder in Germany will be dead in a second.
I also told her crazy thing like how bathwurst is made, about the Germen porn industry, for good how liberal and broadminded Europeans are, they discussed sex openly, women smoke, drank and kissed openly I told her all this in case any immigration person asked her she should not be shocked. They were super clean people.
Germens specially were super hardworking too. Haasini told me that Inder was very hardworking too. I blew a fuse. I asked her did she even know what a condom was? She didnot know. Now that I had finished two cans of beer but I was still not up to the task of explaining a condom to my own sister. Just then the airhostess came to take our meal order.
She naturally presumed we knew German and asked whether we are having a good flight? I told Haasini she was asking whether we had a good honeymoon and reminded her again that we were just married to the world at large, she smiled awkwardly to the air hostess. The air-hostess asked whether we would like alcholic beverage with meal?
I thought this could be fun, I translated for Haasini in Punjabi that she is saying that she hopes we had plenty sex and if she is pregnant now as a result of plenty of sex in honeymoon? Haasini looked at my straight face and smiling face of the airhostess as we both looked at waiting for her reply, Haasini turned red and nodded her head to mean no.
The airhostess asked whether we would like chicken or vegetarian meal? I was having fun, I translated for Haasini whther she was satisfied the lenght and hardness of her husbands cock? From red Haasini’s face turned crimson red, she looked at the airhostess and smiled. I said chicken for both of us please. The air hostess asked if we would prefer to sit elsewhere on the aircraft?
I translated that for Haasini that she was now asking whether we would like to have a quick sex session in the air craft to remember this journey by. Haasini giggled heavily and swayed her head to indicate no. The air hostess giggled back too in some secret womanly way, which actually confused me. After the air hostess Haasini told me that was very embrassing question she had asked.
With a straight face I said wait this is nothing when the immigration people grill you they will want to know if you really know me inside and out. If they felt she was lying they will throw us out and thats the put an end to her & Inder pipe dream of settleing in the west. Sweet vengeance. She suddenly eager to know everything about me, what toothpaste I used, what after shave I used etc.
Suddenly I saw light in the end of the tunnel or rather in this context I saw a chance that if I coaxed her enough with this immigration bullshit I might succeed to see her glorious pussy and who knows even park my cock inside her. I start feeling hard between my legs Things started to look up for me now in my mind.
I began to dwell on Haasini’s game of wait-stay with this jerk-till -citizen grant-then call Inder to Germany-who can then fuck my arse and pussy’ plan into a rich three year of sex feast for me. I could see a possibility to manipulate the situation for plenty of free sex with her. I began telling her thing to frighten her of the Germen immigration people.
I saw the airhostess coming towards us with our food. I suddenly pulled her to me and kissed her hard on lips, she immediatly opened her mouth to screamed then she too noticed the air hostess looking our way. She had no choice but to comply and let my tongue gently caress her tongue.
I though of pressing her breast but I thought that will too much too fast and make her withdraw for me completely. Getting to make love to a women is a slow and gentle process. She choose to close her eyes and pretend she was enjoying the kiss. The air hostess coughed gently to make us aware of her presence.We broke the kiss, her sweet sliyva and lipstick on my lips.
Haasini shyly looked away, her face was blushing, her neck and ears were blood red. My cock had made huge tent. Haasini and airhostess both looked at my pole tent at the same time. I fidgeted in my seat. I pulled the food table down fast. It hit me hard on my pole. I groaned with pain. Both women laughed at my discomfort.I took the food tray from her.
When the airhostess had gone she said to me “Kuta (dog) what was that kiss about, look I am warning you do not get fresh with me..I know you men are all the same only want one thing please do not do that ever again?” She didnot know I actually wanted two things, her pussy hole and her asshole.
In my most apologetic tone I said quietly in Punjabi “I am very sorry, thousand pardons didi but please understand this act it is important if we have go through with this charade in which I am a unwitting accomplice, I might look like a bhenchood (sister fucker(I was trying to see how she will react to a swear word)) but am trying not to be one.
But now she will go tell her crew of what she saw and they will say sooo cute. They will remember us this way when immigration people query them on our behavior in the plane, thats how a newly married couple is supposed to behave, so please play your role of my wife or kiss see-Inder-in-Germany good bye”
She realized the logic of what I was doing and said “ok I am sorry… it… this marriage thing is so new to me, bhenchood” she surprised me by using a dirty word. I told her that you have to learn everything about me and I about you, you never know what these immigration officials might ask. Her eyes went wide open and she said
“Everything?? like what else do I have know about you..I know you quite well” I replied ” Intimate things Haasini didi like… sex” in additions to her wide open eyes, wide open mouth she raised her eyebrows in worry in the directions where all this was leading to. Now she was understood that I was planning to get inside her pants..salwar in this case, to get her naked under me in the cold Germen morning.
As time will prove she had no way to stop me. But for now, she looked at me sternly and said “Bhenchood, do not even try it” Warming up to the subject I asked her if she had any problem with that? hadn’t Inder had sex with her?. She replied “No…. since our elder have put both of us on this tight spot, you are playing your part and I too am trying to play that part,
I have no problem with you as such, I even like you… I know you are also putting your chances of settling in Germany in jeopardy too because of me, it will be a pity if we get thrown out because you insist in being a bhenchood I won’t let you do that.ok?…, I am sorry about that. You are taking a great risk with me. I know that and I love you for that in a sisterly way”
That is the most sensible thing I had heard from her and immediately felt ashamed at myself for what I was thinking of doing with her. Disappointed at her throw back I drying replied “Its good to know that we are tight” After that we kept our talking to minimal. We reached Hamburg. It was event less 6 weeks, we filed our papers and waited for response.
We lived a social housing one bedroom apartment. She slept in the bed I slept on the sofa. We hardly talked. I would shack alone at night. Sometime I could her playing with herself when she thought I was asleep. When we were outside like she was seeing me off in the bus stand or meeting me in shopping mall, thats the only time she allowed me to take liberty with her.
Like I could kiss her for no more then 10 seconds. I kissed her often. She payed along, I told her you never when we are being spyed on by immigration sleuths. By the end of 6 weeks she got called for first interview. That shook her up. I did not know what they asked her, but from that week onwards she allowed me to kiss her longer.
That weekend we were called for networking dinner to get to know others in the building. During dinner people drank wine, so I insisted we must also do in Rome what the Romans do. Thats when I discovered one her biggest weakness. After drinking two glass’s of wine she became extremely horny. After dinner wine was served, mostly in Europe they drink more after eating.
The immigration boss raised a toast to us newcomers in Germany. I gave Haasini one glass of wine, she drank it reluctantly and joined the toast. Then the couple took the floor for dancing. Not be left behind I led Haasini to the floor. She said that thing she drank was very nice and made her glow warmly. I held her close. So close that our crotch were touching.
I put my lips to her ears and whispered dirty little things like was she feeling warm below in her tuss too. After some more dirty talk. She asked me not to talk dirty as somebody will hear us. I said so what? we are married and look around you every couple in the room is going to have sex later in the night. I kissed her lips. To my surprise she let me kiss her for more then a minute.
I was still kissing her when I gently began to press her breast. After about ten minutes of kissing and squeezing her breast she broke up and said lets have another drink. We returned to table and filled another glass, all under the watchful eyes of the immigration officials who were actually more busy getting drunk then noticing us. But one official smiled at Haasini.
Haasini quickly lifted the glass of wine to show that she was conforming to normal norms said cheers and drank the whole glass. I was going to tell her to take it easy with the wine but I didnot. We went to the dance floor, to the darker corner of the room. I began kissing her, for the first she began to return my kiss’s. I quickly pulled her tighter to me by her soft ass.
She closed her eyes. I fondled her soft ass, parting her ass cheeks. My cock became bigger and bigger. Her kiss became more passionate. I glided my hand to her pussy, I had just start rubbing her pussy, she took my hand and put on her breast. Even that was good. After pressing her soft satin like breast they became as hard as cricket ball.
I took her hand put on my cock. She quickly squeezed my cock hard and released it. She pulled her hand away. She opened her eyes and looked around for something. To my suprise she put her hand back on my cock and began to twist my cock round and round sometime clock wise sometime anti clockwise.
She broke off the kiss and whispered in ears ” Are they still observing us, bhencood”. I kissed her long beautiful neck and without looking I said yes. I asked her to let me have sex with her, she refused. In sales till the customer doesnot refuse three time you shouldnot take it as a refuse. My cock was getting bigger in her hands.
I pleaded with her again to have sex and described to her her the various pleasures of sex in detail. She still refused second time and she she also withdrew her hands from my cock but we still remained lip locked, slowly gliding bumping into other couples on the floor. She was tired and wanted to sit.
We sat and again the same immigration guy who by now was fully drunk loudly raised his beer mug towards us. I poured some more wine in our glass, we reciprocated the cheers. I looked into her eyes which were red, I lauded her beauty her smell and her softness, she also said I was handsome and that I could have any women I want. I told her I only wanted her for that night.
She said only for one night not for other nights. I said for all my nights. She said it cannot be possible. So she refused me the third time. When a salesmen is refused three time the next course is direct action, assume order. The German immigration official floated to our table. He asked us in English how we liked Germany are we having a pleasant time here?
For Haasini’s benefit I replied in English the days are pleasant and nights are very pleasant too thank you, pulling Haasini closer to me by her slender waist. He laughed loudly “yes we hear you both at night all the time” he said drunkenly laughing at his own joke. After that we another dance, some more kissing some food around 11 pm we decieded to go to our room.
On the elevator ride she broke my kiss to ask what that that man meant by hearing us at night. Obviously she did not get the joke. I said “Oh our rooms are bugged, lts called behavious anaylsis, they give us points for how we behave” She was keen to know more whether they also gave negative points.
I said sure if we do not behave as per pattern, they will suspect something and give us negative marks” She said “You are joking you are only saying that to get inside me” I laughed and admitted the last part was only to have sex with her. She looked at me and sighed “You really want to do it with me, you think I am beautiful?”
This was my moment I said seriously “You are very beautiful, I love you and need you” Pulling me close to her “ok lets do it, but be gentle, do not make a baby inside me I am new and I heard it hurts” I burst with happiness. I kissed her hands, her arms, under her arms. She giggled. The lift door opened. We ran to our room. I locked the door and she pushed me to the bed.
In few swift movement she removed her clothes and threw them in the corner. By the time she came to the bed I was already out my pants and under wear. She loving took my cock in her hand and smelled it. I couldnot wait. I tuned her around in the bed doggy style and I parted her pussy. I took some spit and applied on her pussy and on my cock.
I slowly pushed my cock head inside her so that it doesnot hurt her. She said more more deeper and without warning pushed her butt back into my cock as I was pushing forwards in a instant my cock was half lodged inside her, it felt so good to be inside a warm tight hole. I slowly began to push to and fro, enjoying every friction and softness of her ass under my hands.
Everything I rammed Haasini didi, her ass would ripple like a wave starting from her love hole. I grabbed her melons abd began rocking Haasini did back and forth, both enjoying the tremendous amount pleasure sex was giving. Thats when Haasini didi started screaming. I quickly withdrew my cock and looked at blood dripping on the bed sheet.
Haasini didi said “no you fool deeper deeper now” So I rammed my cock deeper inside her. My balls hit her her pubes. With friction inside her Haasini didi’s cunt my cock began to enlarge itself. I pushed forward and she pushed backwards. We were fucking furiously like rabbits. I turned her around and held her ankles to her shoulder.
This way her pussy was wide one for my pentration. And I began banging away slowly her screams turned in loud moaning. After some one minute seventeen seconds I came. I withdrew for her hot cunt splilled it in her tummy. She said you are done already. I said this is just a quick commercial break wait. She said good resume pleasure.
I slolwly kissed her burning body with kiss while to drain any cum left in my cock. I told her to suck my cock, for a few minutes we did 69. We resumed making love albiet more slowly and for longer period till she shuddered and came too.
After that for three years she married Inder but we had so much sex that she nows says her husband Inder is a wimp. On winter we used have marathon sex lasting about one hour. She complians that I have made her a slut and complete sex slave. She is a mother of two now. She still comes for a suck and a fuck.