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Hi, I am SWATHI REDDY. I would like to share a few experience of my life for all of u. I stay in HYDERABAD. We are 2 sisters. My aunt’s house is very near by. My cousin lives there. This happened when I was in my INTER MEDIATE. Once my aunt & uncle had gone to their native. My cousin hadn’t gone as he had to go to COLLEGE. So he was alone at home & we used to give him food from our house. One day night I had gone taking food for him. The door was locked from inside. I tried knocking for few times but nobody opened. Then I thought of going to the backside of the house & check in through the window. When I went to the backside of the house, fortunately or unfortunately I had to see my brother pissing near a tree. I couldn’t see anything as it was quite dark & I went out of the sight. My brother should have got a shock & he asked who it was? I told hiding from the site it’s me. He finished his piss & he got back to the house & I went inside. He was totally embarrassed. I controlled my smile & gave him his food.

He asked me to do some egg & I was preparing it. But I was getting an urge to piss. I didn’t know what to do. I said I have to go but he refused to send me as soon as he was getting bored. How much ever I gave reasons he was not listening to it. Finally I had to tell him the reason that I had to piss. He laughed & he told that I can do it there itself. But on one condition, his toilet was having a problem so I had to piss outside. I refused but he didn’t send me. I had to accept. While I was pissing I could see him trying to peep. But I was sure that he couldn’t see anything. We sat to see TV both of us next to each other. Then I asked him why he had to peep while I was pissing. He replied that I had seen him so he saw me. Slowly it became an argument. We were fighting for a while. Suddenly he asked me that question how was it I was shocked & I smiled. He persuaded me to answer. Then I asked him how was mine? He said he dint see anything. He asked me how it will be. I felt shy. I told him that there will be a hole from which piss comes. He asked where it will be & touched me in my crouch & asked whether it is here. I was shocked but I didn’t take his hands off. He touched still down & asked the same question. I pushed his hand away.

He became excited & me too. He asked me to show him. I dint react. He slowly lifted my skirt. I didn’t know what to do. I kept quiet. I was wearing a black panty. He tried removing my top. I was wearing a black bra. He now asked me if I would like to see his. I kept quiet. He removed his lungi & his brown underwear. Hi s stick popped out with a slime at the tip. He could see my panty getting wet. He removed my bra. My breasts came out of the prison, hanged free. He kept his hands on it took one in his mouth. He took my hands to his stick I grabbed it for the first time. He got courage to remove my wet panty. My secret was naked now. He started to move his hands over it. I closed my eyes & played with his stick. He came down & licked my secret area spreading my legs. He put his fingers in it & moved it rhythmically. Now he came down & put his stick inside me & moved it inside & out. We were contracting to the heights. At the maximum he removed his stick & came out with a sticky fluid. I asked him what it was & he explained to me about everything. The next few days we repeated it again & again. Now when ever my aunt & uncle go to their native, the episode repeats.

This was some few years back when I lived with my whole family, 6 sisters and one brother in a beautiful Garden house in Hyderabad .I was only 18 yrs old, very strong and tall. We were a very close knitted family. At night we slept in one room all together. My sister was very pretty and sexy. All of them had big Breast and lovely body, this I notice when they would be sleeping. They use to wear sarees and blouse. At night my two married sisters would only wear petticoat and blouse, showing most of the time part of their big breast. I use to pretend that I was asleep but trying to glance at their sexy body. This went on for sometime but I would not make or dare to make a move. Then one night I went to sleep earlier, wearing only a Lungi, nothing on top. Two unmarried sisters were already asleep but the eldest one 31yrs old came late to bed. I intentionally lifted my Lungi so that she could see my long strong hard cock. She saw but just looked away n went to sleep very next to me. I was all fired up but nothing happen. All my sisters would change cloths in front of me as if nothing to see. I use to masturbate thinking about them. One day I was in my room allotted to me for the first time and was very happy for it. As luck would be, it was next to our big bath room, which had a opening to the bathroom.

One day I heard someone having a bath so I peek in and what I saw was unbelievable, my eldest sister taking a bath complete naked. It was awesome, something I saw for the first time in my life. She was Gorgeous and her breast was all for sucking n pressing. She had a most beautiful figure and when I saw her pussy I was ready to have go, nothing would stop me. She had a wonderful body and all waiting for me. She had sexy ass n silky hair. I saw her rubbing her body with soap, how I wish I was rubbing her body. Then she left and to my utter luck my other married sister came to have bath. I was ready for her. She slowly took off her cloths one by one and I was having a time of my life. Her Breast was more firm n bigger then my eldest sister. She was strong and firm and very sexy. I thought today was my day. I would come home soon and wait for them to take a bath/shower. Made sure had no appointment with anyone to spoil my peeping game. To my luck I saw my other two unmarried sister taking a bath, they took more time to undress n always found that they were not completely naked. Man they were all hot n sexy. This went on for a long time and every time I saw them in Bath naked I would masturbate imagining how it would be to fuck my own sisters. Scared but wanted to have a go at them.

One day as luck would be there was no one in the house except my two married elder sister. They were in a good mood and offer me money to buy a present. The eldest sister came and told me to let her know if she has a phone call which was urgent. She went for a bath and I was all ready o peep in. When I saw her taking her dress off and was completely naked, I also took all my dress off and was rubbing my cock seeing her naked. She was playing with her Breast and rubbing her pussy. Then the phone bell rang, I called her and said that it was for her, she opened the door without realizing she was not wearing any cloths and we were both shocked seeing naked. She stood till, finishes her talk and told me to follow her in to my room. We both grab each other, she started kissing me and I was caressing her Breast. She took my cock in her hand and was rubbing it. My lips were licking her cunt. I went on top of her and we both started to rub each other. Imagine my cock touch my own sister’s cunt. We went wild and were on fire. The thought of fucking my own sister made me wild n on fire. Oh my it was so good. She was very impress with my cock and my strong body. Well we made love the whole day. She asks me whether I made love with my other sisters and with whom. I told her she was my first. She told me that he other four sister would love to have sex with me provided I fuck her every day. I gave her my promise to her request. She wanted to go but I would not let her for I was kissing her whole body, her breast, thigh, navel and wet pussy. She said she and the other sisters knew I was peeping tom and they intentionally planed and used my eldest sister to arrange this sex orgy. Wow that was it all four sister got into the act with me. One night they all four went into the bath all naked and invited me too. I and four sexy sisters were having a ball of a time. That night I was on top of the world, we had sex and sex for four days non stop. No one ever notice that my sisters were having regular sex with me.

Hi Readers, This is Sofia C again. Find below is my new story. Your comments & replies are welcomed at [email protected]. After putting in sixty hours at design table for new dress, I decided to get away, by myself, on this beautiful Saturday morning. A friend told me about a spot with a near by lake. I packed a nice champagne lunch, gathered up some compact disks and my portable player, pulled a couple of quilts out of storage and loaded my car. I found the area my friend described with no problem. It was as beautiful as he said with the pond shimmering and lots of trees. After doubling my quilts for cushioning, I spread out a few of my things, popped in a cd and laid back to commune with nature. My hand slipped inside my shorts to commune with my recently shaved pussy. There’s nothing quite like the feel of a slightly sore pussy being manipulated. It’s that pleasure and pain thing. I drifted off after I came. I was awakened by the feeling of someone watching. When I pulled my eyes open and eased my hand from my shorts, I saw shapely female legs in white sandals. My eyes traveled up a long distance to the bottom of a short yellow skirt, to large breasts jutting under a matching tank top, to the sweet angel face of a girl with a most unusual shade of red curly hair.

“Hi,” she said smiling. “You were sleeping so peacefully, I didn’t want to waken you.”

“Hello. I thought I was all alone out here.”

“You would have been. My friends and I were hanging out just over the ridge. We all had a fight and they took off without me. They said I needed some time to think about things and he’d pick me up at 4 o’clock. I’ve just been wandering around.”

Looking at my watch, I said, “It’s only just 1:30. How dare they leave you alone this long? Are you all right? They didn’t hurt you, did they?” looking her up and down.

No, no, nothing likes that. The fight was verbal–about sex, of course. They all were more than ready, but I’m not–at least not with all together in a group.

“You made a good decision. Don’t let anyone force you into something you don’t want to do. I’m hungry after that nap. Would you like to join me in lunch? I have plenty.” Taking a moist towlette from my basket, I wiped both hands clean, taking extra care with the one I pulled from my shorts. She helps me to remove the food for our feast.

“This is all very nice. You’re use to elegant picnics from the looks of this food,” she said spreading pate’ on a cracker.

“I like elegance and beauty in all aspects of my life. So, tell me a little about yourself,” I said as I took a morsel from my plate. “But, wait, let me go first. My name is Sofia. I’m a highly reputed dress designer in the city, unmarried, 38 years old. I don’t mind telling people how old I am. Lying is unnecessary because you still can’t be any younger that you are. Now you.”

“Well, I’m a 20 year old by the name of Suchitra. My parents have me in a private girls’ school which I really do like a lot. I spend the summers with them in the city and at our farmhouse in the mountains. And I am a spoiled and only child,” she said smiling.

“Well, Suchitra you are also a beautiful and spoiled only child. I can’t quite make out the shade of red of your hair.”

“Only my hairdresser knows for sure,” she laughed quoting that old commercial. “Is that a champagne bottle sticking out? There,” she said pointing to the cooler.

“Yes it is. I had a cup just before my nap. But you’re a little young for champagne, aren’t you?”

“Actually, no. Upperclassmen, such as me, have wine in social settings at school. It’s part of our finishing school training to learn and appreciate good wines. And my parents serve wine with every meal.”

“In that case,” I said grabbing an extra cup, “have some wine, Suchitra. And you certainly won’t be driving an automobile.” She took the full cup from my fingers. This was the hand I masturbated with I thought as our fingers touched briefly. I filled our cups several times as we talked. I was getting a pleasant little “buzz,” not drunk, but feeling good. She had kicked out of her sandals and was sitting Indian-style on the quilts. She didn’t seem intoxicated either. When she moved I caught sight of the yellow panties she wore. She saw me looking at her crotch.

“It’s okay if you want to look. They’re a little wet right now. When I came upon you sleeping with your hands in your shorts, I got a little turned on. Your hand was moving as you slept.”

Blushing bright red, I quietly said, “I’m sorry you saw that Suchitra. I didn’t shock you? An older woman like me playing with herself?”

“Like I said, I was turned on, Sofia. It’s very common in the dormitory where I live. We think nothing of it. We even finger each other sometimes. Hell, we screw each other a lot of the time.”

“Really. You hear rumors about what goes on when the same sex is thrown so close together. I guess you girls like it, huh?”

“Oh yes! I have a favorite girl I like to do it with so much so that we switched accommodations so that we could end up in the same room together. Most nights, after fucking, we sleep in each others arms. Drinking another cup of champagne, she looked directly into my eyes after they left her panties again. “I can show you what I do with my roommate. I can make love to you right here.”

I was trembling under her stare. It’s been such a long time since I had time for sexual recreation. My finger can be okay, but I miss the pleasure of contact with another warm body. “You want to fuck with me, Suchitra? Is that what you’re saying?”

“It’s what I’m saying, Sofia,” she said as she pulled her tank top over her head, revealing her high full breasts. “Do you like these?” she said hefting them in both hands. “They are yours to suck on if you want them.” Suchitra leaned back on the quilt and removed her little skirt and panties in one fell swoop. She was naked, gorgeous, sexy personified, and mine if I wanted her. I moved on my knees to her. Tentatively, I reached for both breasts and hefted them as she did. My mouth moved down to taste one sweet nipple, then the other. Her head fell back as I sucked them. When I brought my head up and looked in her lust-filled eyes, I knew our fucking would be the next order of this day. I quickly removed my clothing and waited.

“Beautiful, sweet Sofia,” she mumbled as she pushed me back and down on the quilt. “First, I will suck your pussy. That is the best part.”

Suchitra spread my legs and got between them. Putting a leg on each shoulder, she brought my pussy to her mouth, cupping my ass. Never has my pussy been so well used and thoroughly pleased as when sweet Suchitra did it. She knew where to put her tongue in my folds, how to suck my clit to the sweetest of multiple orgasms, how to plunge into my wet darkness and make it light with her tongue. When she pulled her mouth away from me, I whimpered, wanting more. Suchitra did not disappoint me as my back arched pushing my pussy to capture her tongue. Again and again. My pussy was never left bare to nature as Suchitra rose to cover it with her own. The feel of our lips and folds mingling, clits jutting as we screwed our pussies into each other was matched only by the feel of her thick tongue fucking my mouth. I could feel myself about to come, but I held it off as many times as I could. When I did come, pushing up to Suchitra, pushing her little ass down to me, it was magnificent. The trees caught my screams of ecstasy. This was far better than any finger could ever be. Here I was, out the open, orgasm under young, warm, pliable, willing flesh that was also cumming because of me.

“Thank you, Suchitra. I’ve never felt like that in my whole life.” I kissed her.

“Told you,” she said.

“If you and your roommate do this all the time, I can see why you love private school. I wish I had gone.”

“Sofia, what time is it? Three fifteen–good. Let me show you a little something else we do in the dorms. Ever heard of 69’ing? No? Well let me show you.” Suchitra rose and assumed the position being the diligent teacher that she was. Could it get any better than this? I mean, could it? I thought. Here I am in the middle of a beautiful meadow, naked, a soft wind cooling my ass, crouched over a beautiful young nymph whose long tongue is moving in my pussy making me cum. The music of Bach on the CD player was as very appropriate as I had my first taste of her young pussy. If you do anything worthwhile today, “do it” with a woman. I love feedback good or bad as long as it’s honest. Send all feedback to the link below. Please make sure you put the story title in the subject line so I know it’s not spam. [email protected].

This is Rajeev; here is a story of how I got my neighbor in bed. While I stayed in Hyderabad, I had a Tamil Brahmin family as my immediate neighbor, Mrs. Needhi & Mr. Lokanathan, newly married; they were there for about 4 months. Mr. Lokanathan used to travel a lot as he was salesman. Our landlord was an old lady who could hardly move about. I was very friendly with her too. Once when Mr. Lokanathan had gone for his usual trips, there was no light in the night. It was quiet hot. I was walking outside my room only in my Bermudas. I saw Needhi using her pallu to get some breeze. I told her to come outside and sit with me so that we can talk and get fresh air also. Needhi was short built with small tits, I think it has been fondled less and a nice tight stomach and small arse. I told her to wear something loose and then come, only then she will feel comfortable. Needhi changed to her nightie and came and sat beside me. We were talking of everything under the sky. Suddenly we saw a shooting star and she quickly closed her eyes and prayed. I asked what she prayed for. It was a surprise when she said that she prayed that her husband stayed away for a longer period. He is a rogue when he has sex, and he has a strong libido. At least 4-5 times a night he would fuck her. She enjoyed the sex but because he was rough she would not get a proper orgasm. As she was narrating all this her head rested on my shoulders, I put my hands behind her and held her. I ran my hands on her back; I could feel that she hadn’t worn a bra. She was enjoying what I was doing. She started to feel my thighs. I was getting and erection.

While sitting in the verandah, we started to fondle each other. I raised her nightie up and made her sit on my lap; I could feel the naked thigh on my thigh. I put my hand inside her nightie and started to knead her small boobs. The nipples were erect. I kissed her neck. She said lets go inside and together we went into her house. I closed the door as she pulled of her nightie and stood naked. I could only see the silhouette. I removed my shorts and was also naked. I had to bend to kiss her. She was a master in that. She kept her hands on my cock and said. This is like a piston; my husband’s is not this long and thick. She was moving the covering up and down. She knelt down and took it in her mouth; her tongue was doing an expert job. She had lubricated it well. I made her lie on the dining table and then lifted one leg and slowly pushed my cock inside her. With her other leg she held my back. I slowly started to increase the speed. I felt something wet on my thighs as she came. I continued the rhythm for about 10 mts, her cunt was easily taking the cock inside and it was very well lubricated, she came twice in the first 10 mts. I pulled out my cock and sat on the chair. I spread her pussy lips and kissed her there. It sent a current wave through her, she was enjoying the lick that I started and I could feel the juice trickling down on to my lips, I sucked her hard and she came in a gush. She held on to my hairs and kept my head glued to her cunt, I drank the whole thing and stood up, I pushed my cock in and started to hump her at good speed, Needhi kept saying “oh God its great, oh God its great” and she came twice more, Now I was getting ready to cum, she said release it inside, I need it there and I came into her. I carried her to the bathroom and we had a fuck in the shower. Needhi was thrilled with the experience and from then on when ever we got a chance we would do it.

Hi Readers, This is Sofia C again. Find below is my new story. Your comments & replies are welcomed at [email protected]. Sofia sat at her desk, eyes glued to the computer. She was working late as usual. Her job practically demanded it. She was proofreading a presentation she was working on for the next day, trying to make sure she got everything absolutely right. As she goes through newly drawn dress design, she absently brushed her hair out of her eyes. Sofia was middle aged, and an attractive woman. Many of the people wondered why she wasn’t married yet, and didn’t even seem interested in dating, especially not any of the many male. A door opened to the side of Sofia’s office, and another young woman slipped in. Anu was a secretary there and also happened to be working late this evening. “Hi Sofia,” she said softly, so as not to startle the other woman. Sofia looked up. “Oh, hi Anu. I didn’t think anyone else was still here!”

“Well, I was just about to leave when I saw your light on. You should go home too, you know. You need your rest for that presentation tomorrow.”

“Oh…” Sofia shrugged. “I’ll be fine.”

Anu walked over to Sofia’s desk, standing behind her. She lightly rested her hands on Sofia’s shoulders. “You feel tense,” Anu said. “Why don’t you let me give you a back massage?”

Before Sofia could say anything, Anu had begun kneading her fingers into Sofia’s back, finding the sore spots and massaging them gently.

“Oh, Anu,” Sofia sighed. “That feels so good.” She leaned back in her chair and relaxed her neck and back for the first time in a long while.

“I’m glad you like it,” Anu smiled. As she continued the backrub, Anu slowly began to slide her hands further forward on Sofia’s shoulders, until she was almost touching her breasts. Sofia had her eyes closed and didn’t seem to notice. Anu lightly brushed the left nipple, and a shudder went through Sofia’s body, but she still didn’t protest. “Hmmm,” Anu thought to herself, “so the rumors in the air might have some truth to them after all. This could be interesting.” She leaned down toward Sofia and kissed her lightly on the back of the neck, while continuing her massage. Finding no resistance, she spun Sofia’s chair around.

Sofia smiled. “Anu, are you coming on to me?”

“Well…I suppose you could say that.”

“Good. I’ve thought you were attractive for a while, but never had the courage to act on it.” Sofia pulled Anu down into her lap, and began kissing her. Anu closed her eyes and returned the kiss with passion. She didn’t see Sofia’s hand slowly reaching into a drawer of her desk. Suddenly, with one swift motion, Sofia grabbed Anu’s arms and clasped them behind her back. Anu felt cold steel around her wrists as handcuffs were locked around them.

“Sofia! What…I mean…”

Sofia smiled. “And now to do this right.” She unbuttoned Anu’s jacket, pushing it down around her arms and exposing the sheer beige shell she wore underneath. Sofia played with her nipples through the fabric, first with her fingers and then with her tongue until the material over Anu’s breasts was quite see-through. Anu moaned softly at first, then a bit louder. Sofia then took a pair of scissors and a scarf out of her desk. When Anu saw what she was about to do, her eyes widened. “No, Sofia! Please! I don’t mmmphh…” Her last words were muffled as Sofia pushed the scarf into her mouth and tied it behind her head. Anu was pretty helpless now, and she knew it. She whimpered softly as Sofia cut through the thin material of her shirt, pushing it back and exposing the white lace bra underneath.

“You’re lucky, Anu. This bra opens in the front.” Sofia opened the bra and began fondling Anu’s large, beautiful breasts in earnest, taking them in handfuls and pressing the nipples into her mouth. When she tongued both nipples at once, Anu went crazy. Her hips gyrated against Sofia’s legs.

“Hmmm…We may need a bit more space.” Sofia forced Anu to stand, and cleared off a space on her desk. She pushed Anu down onto it so that she laid spread out, arms above her head. Sofia then began running her hands slowly up and down Anu’s nylon-covered legs. She went almost up to the place where they joined, then stopped teasingly, eliciting a groan from Anu.

“Do you want me to stop?” asked Sofia. Anu shook her head emphatically no. “Well then….” said Sofia, “you’ll have to accept whatever I choose to do to you. Can you do that?” Anu nodded. To her surprise, once she’d gotten over the initial shock of being cuffed and gagged, Anu found she was getting quite aroused. Sofia continued her torturous passage up and down Anu’s legs, getting a bit closer to the juncture each time. She then stopped abruptly. She moved closer to Anu and grasped her skirt. Anu, understanding what Sofia wanted, raised her hips obediently to allow Sofia to remove it. She did so very slowly and teasingly. Once the skirt was off, Sofia stepped back to get a good look at this beautiful woman. Anu had a nice body, with large breasts and a small waist. It was obvious that she worked out regularly. Sofia moved to Anu’s feet, removing the high heels she was wearing and massaging each foot a bit before moving on. She then worked the pantyhose down her legs and removed these as well. Sofia was delighted to find that Anu wore no panties under them.

“Now roll over onto your stomach,” Sofia commanded. Anu looked at her, wondering what would be next. “Do it!” Sofia said forcefully. Anu had no choice but to obey. She heard a drawer open and close, but could not see what Sofia was doing. Then she felt a light slap on her bare ass. Then harder, and harder. It felt as though she was being whipped with some long, thin object. The slaps continued until Anu’s bare bottom was quite red and sore, and then Sofia abruptly said, “Roll over.” Anu did so, wincing at the pain in her ass, and saw that the offending object was a ruler. She had little time to see anything else though, because Sofia suddenly pushed three fingers into Anu’s wet pussy. She was surprised at how wet Anu was, and felt glad that she was enjoying her punishment. Anu gasped as Sofia began finger-fucking her, using her thumb to stimulate Anu’s sensitive clit. Just when she was on the verge of climax, though, Sofia stopped.

“I’ve been doing all these things for you…isn’t it about time you did something for me, Anu dear?” Sofia pulled Anu off the desk and gestured for her to kneel in front of her on the floor. Sofia then quickly removed her own skirt, hose, and panties and straddled Anu’s face. Anu, quite aroused herself by this time, began to lick and suck at Sofia’s cunt and clit.

“Oh, don’t stop….it feels so good…oh, right there!” Sofia gasped and sighed her way to an orgasm, then got down on the floor beside Anu, pushed her down on the ground, and returned the favor. Aided by Sofia’s enthusiastic tongue and fingers, Anu quickly climaxed. The tension had built up for so long she almost couldn’t stand it when she finally got release. The two women lay on the floor for a few moments, exhausted by their efforts, and then Sofia sat up and reached for her desk. She unlocked the handcuffs and removed the gag, then looked over at Anu. “I hope I wasn’t too rough…I know I surprised you.”

Anu blushed; aware she couldn’t hide the excitement she had felt. “I didn’t mind…I liked it!”

“Good,” Sofia smiled, pulling on her clothes. “And now I think it’s time for us both to go home.”

“But what about my shirt?” Anu protested.

“That’s your problem,” laughed Sofia as she walked out the door. “Don’t forget to turn out the light!”

Anu sighed, and then buttoned her jacket over the remains of her torn blouse. As she walked to her car, she thought over the interesting evening. “Well, one thing’s for sure,” she said to herself, “I certainly won’t mind working late anymore!!”

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Hi, I’m Rahul (Naam to suna hoga) from Mumbai. This is a story which started during my college days & was completed approximately when I passed out my college. Let me tell u about myself. I’m 5.6″ tall, fair n having a hard 7″ rod. Any aunty, bhabhi or girls can mail me on ‘[email protected]’ for full sex satisfaction. It’s about me & a aunty who stayed in our building. I have always had a liking towards a bit older women’s. I will describe her, she must have been in her late 30s then , she was not very tall, always wore sarees only occasionally did she wear Punjabi suits, she was not very beautiful but was extremely horny, good facial features, her eyes & the look in them which said ” Have me if u can & have the guts too”. She had a nice ass & with a nicely wrapped saree on it, it was inviting. Her boobs always stood firm & pointed. I would always stare at these features whenever I had the chance to do so & boy it gave a Hard always. I used to see her often in the evening on our terrace where we friends would play. I had started wearing tight pants during those days & as soon I saw her I would have a erection which would become prominent in my pants. One of my friend use to tease me that he had seen her staring at my erection & so I decided to check & I noticed it was true & that horny look made my erection more prominent. I thought though I was very young I needed her at least once either voluntarily or I was willing to even rape her that was the level of desperation. Having said this I hardly had the guts to do so.

As days passed I would just stare at her, get a hard erection & end up being frustrated. One day we had a function on our terrace & aunty was there too. The whole evening I just kept staring at the ass, firm & erect breast, her horny look in the eyes & a sarcastic smile, whenever I found her looking at me & my dick. I had a difficult time controlling myself but I managed to do so. A few days later I was sitting in my window, it was raining heavily outside & I saw aunty coming from somewhere outside, She was then in a salwar Kameez , though she was carrying a umbrella due to the winds she was totally wet & her dress was sticking to her body, the white bra straps were clearly visible & so was the cream panty through her wet dress, It was like a see through dress with she almost naked in front of me, she just passed by giving that horny look again. Now it became impossible for me to control & I decided to try & even rape her if required, I followed her soon to the first floor but the door was closed so I climbed up into her bedroom balcony on the first floor, the door was fortunately open & I went inside slowly, I could hear the water splashing & guessed that would be in the bathroom changing.

I managed to locate a hole into the door & started watching her. She was drying her hair, soon she removed her wet kameez with her back toward me , her long hair was set free & her bare back with the bra straps was seen , my cock was having a terrible time, she passed her hands back & soon released her bra straps & off was the bra just the bare back on display. I just wished she would turn around so I could see her boobs but she didn’t. Soon she untied her salwar & removed it & followed it with removing her panty, she was naked & I could see that ass of hers, those full thighs, legs & I just wished I could she her vagina, she then put a new bra & panty & I knew she would be out soon & it was dangerous staying there, still I removed my dick held it in my hands & masturbated while she put on a petticoat & blouse. I decided to leave but then even after masturbating I was too aroused to leave without seeing & feeling those tits & shoving my dick into her vagina. I wanted to fuck her & fuck her hard as I remembered those horny looks & that sarcastic smile when she stared at my dick. I hid myself in her bedroom wooden cupboard, she came dried her hair & then wore her saree all the time I watching her from inside. She then went towards her kitchen & I thought about the future plan of action. I then followed her to the kitchen; she was shocked to see me in her house & asked me how I came inside her house. I told her the whole earlier incident & told her that I wanted to have sex with her then & there.

I told her that those intimating looks of her had made it worse & I would not leave without fucking her. I noticed she was about to raise a alarm & run away from the kitchen, but reflex I slapped her & slapped her hard & she was just shaken, I caught hold of her both her hands behind her back & kissed her hard on her lips, she was protesting but I was chewing her lips by now, I released her from the kiss & slapped her once more, this made the horny bitch a bit weaker. I picked her up with both my hands & took her to her bedroom & slammed her on the bed & kissed her deeply once more on her lips. I realized the importance of keeping her steady & soon pulled out her saree while kissing once more .I used her saree to tie her legs & hands to the bed so I could proceed further. Now she was lying tied to her bed in her petticoat & blouse, her lips swollen with my savage. I once more told her to let me have her & this was the price she to pay of intimidating me for years. I hastily removed my clothes & was all naked , I then lied above her frantically kissing her lips, chin neck , I then untied her petticoat & pulled it out , those juicy thighs were on display now I quickly removed her panty too & started my job from her feet’s I licked sucked her fingers, her legs & reached her thigh , I just loved those juicy thighs & just ate them one by one, proceeded further to her pussy & started teasing her clitoris, soon my fingers were at the mouth of her vagina & slowly & steadily stimulating her, I looked up her face & saw she was aroused & wanted those fingers to be inside but then I changed my location & reached her belly button ,

I started fingering it & could hear here faint moans by now , she had stopped struggling to release her hands & was now enjoying my finger work , I again went back to the clitoris & vagina & did the teasing again & looked at her face ,I could see her eyes pleading to be inside her ,but I was not going to give her that easily as she had done the same to me just when she was about to come I removed my fingers from her pussy , I looked up & enjoyed the desperation in her eyes. I moved up & reached her blouse ,slowly I removed her buttons taking my own sweet time meanwhile intermittently I would fondle her breast, the blouse opened & I soon released her Bra straps , her beautiful mounds were staring at me , they were erect. I slowly started my handwork on to her nipples first then onto the areola & then the breast. I would intermittently take her nipple in my mouth suck it lightly & leave it just when she started enjoying it. I continued it some more time. Finally she said “I can’t take it any more please suck me & fuck me immediately I am going mad”.

I said “Bitch u should have thought about this before intimating me for such a long time”. She was begging & I was enjoying seeing that. I wanted to do it hard & in a way she would remember forever. I again teased her breast & her clitoris; I fingered her vagina once more. She was getting very desperate & begging. I said I will fuck her only if she cooperates .she agreed, I released her hands & both were involved in a embrace both our naked bodies are rubbing against each other & both kissing vigorously. She again begged me to do it & do it hard. She spread her legs but I told her I wanted a blow job. She agreed this time & was soon holding my dick into her mouth & doing the to & fro movements meanwhile I kept fingering her clitoris & squeezing & sucking her boobs to keep the fire on, soon I erupted into her mouth , Now she once again requested to fuck her & laid on the bed with her legs apart .

I decided to oblige this time & introduced my dick into her vagina with a couple of thrust, she held me tightly against her body & before I could she started to & fro movements of her hip , I too responded with harder thrust & her grip just kept on tightening & her moans kept loudening . The body motions continued against each others for about 10 minutes when I felt the tightening of her vaginal muscles around my dick , soon I was about to come , I further increased the force & speed of my thrust & soon we both orgasm . That day I fucked again in various positions, ass fucked her which I will detail in the next part. Any aunty or girl mail me ‘[email protected]’ for sharing your feeling or have sex I’m at your service.

Hello! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for u! Are u enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. As you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek, 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. It is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on [email protected] or [email protected] enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from here.

Words cannot express my feelings after the conversation with my parents. After 35 years of marriage, they have decided to divorce. I was shocked to say the least. They claimed they no longer loved each other and have met other people they want to be with. After the divorce, I was forced to put up with a new stepmother and father. Needless to say, I couldn’t stand the fact that my father decided to marry a white woman. My father is 59 and his new wife 45. I’m only 33 so I felt like he married someone young enough to be his daughter. She stands 5’9”, reddish blond shoulder length hair, and weighs approximately 130 lbs. I hate to say it, but she is very attractive.

Wanting to visit my father for a few weeks, I decided to bite the bullet and pay them a visit. When they picked me up at the airport, I hugged my father and exchanged pleasantries with her. His wife, Judy, wanted to take me to the nicest restaurant in town for dinner. After dinner, we went back to the house. My father went to bed and Judy said she wanted to have a talk with me. We went to the backyard and sat down. She said she understood my feelings toward her and could understand why I didn’t like her, but that we should try to get along for my father’s sake. I agreed with her and told her I would try harder to get along with her. She smiled and gave me a hug. We both have large breast and it felt weird having a pair of breast squeezed against mine, but it also felt good. I noticed that it seemed that she was holding on to me rather long. She then started to rub my back. She pulled away from me and gave me a kiss right on my lips. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it seemed like it lasted forever. To say I was shocked is not enough. She stood up and said goodnight.

After getting over my initial shock, I became kind of turned on. As I went up to my room to unpack, I kept replaying that kiss over and over in my mind. I thought that maybe I misinterpreted what happened and no way did my stepmother come on to me. After I finished unpacking and started to undress to take a shower, I noticed there was a big wet spot in the crouch of my panties. I had to admit to myself that I am turned on by the thought of having sex with another woman. I experimented once with a woman when I was in college, but that was the first and only time. While showering, I kept thinking about that kiss over and over again and worked myself up to the point I started masturbating in the shower. After coming twice, I washed up and went to bed still thinking about Judy.

The next morning I awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking. I went downstairs to find my father and Judy eating breakfast. Judy was wearing a nightshirt that clung to her body and showed every curve she had. My father was going to play golf for the day so Judy and I would be alone. Crazy thoughts started to run through my mind knowing that we would be alone. My father went upstairs to get dressed. Judy and I were at the table talking. Being the bold person I am, I asked her why she kissed me last night. She said she was just being friendly and didn’t mean anything by it and that if she made me feel uncomfortable she was sorry. She went upstairs and I sat at the table to continue eating. About 30 minutes later my father came downstairs, kissed me good-bye and said to be nice to Judy while he was gone.

Still thinking about that kiss and knowing Judy was lying about that kiss, I went upstairs to find her. I decided that I wanted to see how far I could go with her. She was in the shower. I wanted to go in there to see her naked body, but decided to wait for her on her bed. She came out wrapped in a towel and was startled when she saw me on the bed. I told her that I think she was lying about the kiss and that she wants me. A sly smile came across her face and she said I was right. She dropped the towel and walked over to me. My pussy started to drip the minute she dropped the towel. Her tits are a 40D and she has red pubic hair. She planted a wet kiss on my lips that seemed to last forever. As we kissed, I started to play with her pussy, which was already wet. I opened up her pussy and ran my finger up and down it and inserted a finger. As I finger fucked her, she kissed me harder. I broke away from the kiss and told her to lie on the bed still with my finger in her pussy. She lay down and I immediately started to suck on those 40d’s.

She was going crazy, writing like the bitch in heat she is. I sucked those tits as hard and as fast as I could. My finger was going in and out of her pussy with fury. She started to come with such force that I thought the roof was going to come crashing down. After she came, I removed my finger from her pussy and sucked on it. I kissed a trail from her stomach to her wet pussy. I dove straight into her pussy with my hard tongue. I sucked on her pussy lips then moved to her clit, which was rock hard. I hadn’t eaten pussy in about 10 years, but it all came back to me at that moment. I flicked it back and forth, up and down until it was standing straight up. I fuck her with my tongue moving back and forth between her clit and her hole. I could tell she was starting to come as she grabbed my head and pushed it against her pussy. I locked my big lips around her clit and sucked it for all it was worth. She started to shake and came with all her might. She rode my face for what seemed like an eternity. After her orgasm subsided, she released my face from her dripping pussy and pulled it up to her face. She licked all of her come off of my face and sucked her pussy juice from my lips.

She rolled on top of me and started to suck on my 48DD’s. I was surprised that she was able to put so much of my tit into her mouth. She sucked on my nipple until it was rock hard. She moved to my other tit and traced circles around my nipple with her tongue. She made me come just by sucking on my tits. I told her I wanted my step mommy to eat my black pussy now. She smiled and went straight to my pussy. She went straight to my clit and gave it a sucking like it’s never had. She rolled it between her teeth while finger fucking me. I came on her tongue twice before she lifted her head out of my pussy. As we lay in the bed holding each other, she asked me how I felt about her now. I told her I now have a reason to like her. We both laughed. We got in the shower and washed each other off both taking the opportunity to taste each other again. We got dressed and went out shopping. While trying on clothes, I had to eat her red pussy once more. It was fun eating her pussy right there in the dressing room knowing that other people were close by. She was able to keep quiet while I ate her pussy, but it was hard. She returned the favor, but I wasn’t able to keep quite as quiet as she did. When we came out of the dressing room, some women gave us some strange looks, but we didn’t care. We went back home and fucked the rest of the day until around the time we expected my father home. Needless to say that was the best vacation I had ever had. We always found time to eat each other’s pussy when my father left to go somewhere. One time she snuck into my room after my father was asleep and fucked me for a few hours before returning to my father. My stepmother and I talk all the time now. My mother still cannot see why I like this woman or what I see in her, but if she only knew.

Hello! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for u! Are u enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. As you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek, 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. It is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on [email protected] or [email protected] enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from here. I woke up slowly, my head throbbing. The windows were wide open and the sun, damn thing, was shining right in my face. Whimpering, I covered my head with a pillow. I had the hangover from hell.

“Ugh, that’s what you get when you drink yourself into oblivion,” my inner voice told me with disgust. I could barely remember last night. I knew it started off well, because I hadn’t been drinking then. I recalled Mischa helping me get ready, loaning me a very sexy dress, and then sending me on my way. Brett was definitely appreciative of my appearance, but something held me back the entire night, so I drank to take my mind off of it. I turned over to face the wall. I didn’t want to admit it, not even to myself. But even my dreams wouldn’t let me forget how good it felt to have Mischa in between my legs. It started off innocently; I truly didn’t have an ulterior plan when asking Mischa to help shave me. She was the sister I never had, and I felt very close to her, enough to ask for her help with grooming. But damn! I was so turned on yesterday when she was shaving me it took all my willpower not to pull her closer or touch myself. And then, last night, I had the wildest dream where she went down on me! And I liked it! I could feel my face burning. I couldn’t let her know how I felt. Hoping to avoid any awkward moments, I eased myself out of bed and hobbled into the bathroom. On the way, I snuck a glance at her bed. Empty. Good. Maybe I could pull myself together before she got back.

Keeping the light off, I began my morning ritual, and had myself half convinced I did not have the hot’s for my roommate when the door opened.

“Daph? You up?” Crap! Just hearing her voice made me wet. I need to work on my convictions.

“In the bathroom,” I replied, wiping my face and reaching for my face cream.

“You decent?” I began to fumble with the little pot, and dropped it when the door opened. What the hell was wrong with me? As I straightened up, cream in hand, I glanced bleary-eyed at my roommate, who grinned at me. “Nope. Not decent.”

I looked down. No, I most certainly wasn’t decent. Apparently, I took off the dress last night and crawled right into bed without putting something else on. While I didn’t mind nudity, to my horror, my nipples were nice and hard and saying hello to Mischa. Luckily, she saved me more embarrassment.

“You must have had a great time last night.” Did I? I had no idea, everything was fuzzy.

“Yeah, I guess I did.” Mischa came into the bathroom, and fussed with her hair. She was a gorgeous girl, regardless of what she put on, and today was no different. I took her in for the first time and noticed the workout gear.

“What, did you hit the gym at dawn?” I asked, smiling. She just laughed.

“Babe, it’s after one. Tell you what, let’s shower, then we’ll go grab a burger at Island’s. My treat.” Island’s was our hangover cure, and I loved her for suggesting it.

“Sounds fabulous. You wanna jump in first, or shall I?”

“It’ll be faster if we go at the same time. I’m starved.” With that, she turned towards the tub and began stripping her clothes off. Oh, crap, was I in trouble. It’s not like we hadn’t showered together before, so that wasn’t my issue. Like I said, I’m not shy about my body or anything, but after spending last night replaying our shaving session over and over in my head, then now being able to look at that naked body of hers, I wasn’t entirely sure I wasn’t going to cum in the shower. I tried looking away as she undressed, but to no avail. In no time at all, she had her workout top off and her stunning breasts were right there in front of me. I wanted to lick them so bad that I didn’t know what to do. I did turn away then. No way was I going to be able to shower with her, absolutely no way.

“C’mon, Daphne, I’m hungry,” Mischa whined as she stepped into the shower. As I slowly followed her, I noticed she already had the water on, and was rinsing out her hair. As I got in and grabbed the shampoo, Mischa looked at me intently. “You feel okay?”

“Oh, you know, just a little achy.” A little achy? I was deluding myself. I was a LOT achy, and in one particular area. All the other hangover symptoms had mysteriously vanished.

“Poor baby. Here, let me.” Moving quickly, she scooped the shampoo out of my hand and began to rub it through my hair. O my god, heaven. What girl doesn’t like having her hair played with, and the view I had was awesome. Mischa had moved in close to me, her breasts so close to mine; I was fixated. My body, already on alert when she came into the bathroom, immediately overheated. My nipples were so hard they were painful, and thank god the water was running over our bodies, because my pussy was so wet it must have been dripping down my inner thighs. At least it wouldn’t be noticeable.

“Feel good?” Mischa whispered, and I nodded closing my eyes as she took the removable showerhead and rinsed my hair. “You know what the best cure for a hangover is, don’t you?”

“Another beer?” I murmured, resting my back against the tiles as she spread conditioner over my head and massaged my scalp.

“Nope.”

“What’s the best cure, then?”

“Let me show you.” And with that, I felt her mouth close over my mouth, her body pressing against mine, and her hands holding my head still as she kissed the hell out of me. My eyes flew open. This could not be happening…could it? Mischa pulled back only slightly, her eyes searching mine. I needed no further encouragement and gripped her hips tightly, leaning forward to kiss her again. Mischa was more experienced than I, but god, was I horny for her, so I had enthusiasm on my side. I enjoyed feeling her tongue move between my lips, sliding against mine. Her hands kept busy, too, picking up the soap and running it over my body. Over my hips, down between my legs, over my mound. I took the bar out of her hand and began to rub it over those breasts before letting it fall, my fingers pinching and pulling on her nipples. It wasn’t long before she pulled back a little, rinsed us both off, and turned off the water. Grabbing my hand, she guided me out of the tub and positioned me on the floor mat. With a smile, she took her fluffy towel and began patting me dry. She started at the top, catching the water from my hair.

“Bend over,” she whispered, and I complied, unable to keep a grin off my face. I couldn’t believe this was happening! Leaning forward, my hands gripped the toilet seat as Mischa toweled my hair dry, using smooth motions from the back of my neck to the crown of my head. I found that so sensual I started trembling, feeling my pussy ache deep inside.

“My god, you are so sexy,” Mischa murmured, as she ran the towel down my back, over my ass, stopping there. She flattened her hand and wiggled it into my crack. I gasped as I felt that terry cloth brush my asshole and straightened quickly, more from surprise than wanting her to stop. Mischa grinned at me, but didn’t pause. “Just want to make sure my roomy is nice and dry.”

I giggled, reaching for a towel to return the pleasure, but Mischa stopped me.

“You’re not done yet,” she chided, playfully pushing me down onto the toilet seat. “Sit back and relax for a minute.”

“But I’m not going to get a chance to dry you off,” I whimpered as I did what she asked, leaning back to rest against the back of the toilet. Her hands came up and dried my face and neck, the towel gently moving over my skin down to my breasts. There, she teased my nipples, first roughly dragging the material across my hardened tips, then making light passes over them. Holy crap! My body was on fire just from this stimulation, so I wasn’t sure I would last long. I had thought about Mischa touching me all last night while out with Brett and now…now, I was getting my wish! Though unsure that I wouldn’t implode at any moment, I couldn’t resist or stop. I arched my back into her touch and moaned as her head dipped towards me, her tongue darting out to flick over my nipples. Back and forth, from one to the other, till her mouth closed over one tip completely. I watched, mesmerized, as her cheeks depressed inward as she sucked hard. Her lips, full and pink, let go to lavish the same attention on my other breast. My body was so hot, my pussy so slick just watching her. Little tendrils of her wet hair clung to my skin, deep black against a golden tan, slowly sliding across my chest and belly as Mischa knelt in front of me, spreading my legs wide, and wiping them dry before tossing the towel to the side.

“Don’t worry, Daph, I’m going to be wet for quite some time!”

“Oh, God,” was all I managed before her tongue dipped into my belly button, licking at the moisture captured there. Her eyes met mine as she ran the tip of her tongue around the edge of my belly button before pushing it in again. Over and over she repeated the movement and my mind went exactly where she wanted it to go – to thoughts of her doing the same on a lower hole, or wow, any hole! Her hands caressed my waist before moving under my butt. They tugged me forward, then ran up the back of my thighs as she parted my legs, holding me open. I shifted so my head rested against the back of the toilet, propping one foot on the tub and the other against the doorjamb as Mischa kissed my pussy for the first time. I was on fire. Never before had I felt this hot, this anxious. She was teasing me and she knew it, but worse she knew that I knew. But no way was I going to say anything, for fear she may just stop. The idea was too horrible, so I was willing to do whatever she wanted me to do. Anything so I could touch her and taste her. She held me open and still as her lips pressed against my skin, skin she had just shaved last night. I could feel her breath against my folds before she slid her tongue inside me, as deep as it would go. Mischa looked up at me again, then brushed the tip of her nose against my clit and I moaned, lifting my hips up towards her sweet mouth. Something changed then, for the both of us, because Mischa pressed her thumb against my throbbing clit, rubbing it quickly as her tongue darted in and out of my hole, across my wet lips, her movements quick and almost needy. Like she desperately needed me to cum all over her face. I began to squirm at the idea, my hands stroking any part of her I could reach, my breath coming rapidly.

“Mish, I have a confession,” I half-whispered, half-moaned. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” Mischa met my gaze and pulled herself away from me.

“I have a confession, too, Daphne. I’ve wanted this, too, and last night, while you were sleeping, I tasted you.” My mouth fell open in surprise, but instead of anger or betrayal, I felt a thrill run through me.

“No wonder I had such good dreams!” Mischa blushed, and I could see the relief plain in her eyes, but the throbbing in my pussy demanded my attention. I pulled her up and rose, kissing her again, tasting myself on her lips. Without breaking apart, we stumbled into the main room. Mischa playfully shoved me onto her bed, then climbed on top of me, her body brushing against mine. I moaned at the touch, but managed to smile as I flipped our positions.

“It’s my turn,” I whispered, my hands running along her ribcage, my mouth hovering over her breasts. Grinning, I watched her face as I ran just my lips over and over her nipples. Feeling those hard little nubs, the ones I dreamt about, made me so hot. Mischa shifted so one of her legs was between mine, and as she ran her hands up and down my back, into my hair, she rubbed her thigh against my pussy.

“Daphne, you are positively dripping. I can feel you all over me,” she murmured as I flattened my tongue and stroked it all over one breast. I giggled and pressed my hips back against her leg, rotating my hips.

“You made me that way,” I replied, my head dipping to suck on her nipple. “I thought about you shaving me and eating me all last night. I couldn’t look at Brett, I only wanted this.”

I slithered down her body till I rested in between her legs. She was completely bare and her skin was so soft. I shifted so my mouth was closer to the V of her legs and lapped at her clit. Slowly, I slid my tongue in between her lips, moaning as I tasted her. She wasn’t wet just from the shower any longer. My hands lifted up to grip her inner thighs, my thumbs spreading her lips open. I tongued and flicked her clit, one finger sliding up into her depths, easing in and out of her hurriedly. Her hips began to move, shifting towards my mouth, one hand holding my head close to her body as I ate her.

“God, Daphne, right there. Suck on my clit,” she cried. I kept it up for only a minute longer, smiling as I felt her tremble, knowing I was affecting her the same way she affected me. To torment her, I pulled away from her pussy all together and lapped up my juices from her thigh.

Mischa froze a little and whimpered as I bit down on her skin lightly, her back arching up a little.

“I can’t take it anymore! Turn around so I can taste you,” Mischa panted. I smiled as I crawled into place, my hips above her head, and my tongue back in her sweet hole. I knew how she felt as she grabbed my ass and pulled me down to her mouth. I was so close, too, and this being the first time I had ever been with a girl only made me that much wetter. The both of us began licking and sucking and nibbling at a frantic pace. I felt my orgasm build, each lick and move I made being reciprocated thoroughly by Mischa. Her thighs closed tightly around my head, and I felt my hips press down against an eager tongue.

“I’m so close, Daphne,” she cried out, “Cum with me!”

Like I could stop it. Her voice, her body, her taste and smell and touch all worked to bring the best orgasm I’ve ever had crashing through me. I couldn’t tell my moans from hers or whose body was rocking the bed, only that pure pleasure was coursing through me and I was hard pressed to recall a more erotic time than that one moment. After a minute or two, I managed to rise and lie at her side. She lifted a hand to stroke my cheek as she smiled at me.

“Feeling better? Ready for some food?”

I opened my mouth to say that I just wanted to go back to bed, but realized I had no hangover and a surprising surge of energy.

“Yeah, I am.” I reached over and cupped her breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers. “I suppose we need another shower, though.”

Mischa rolled off the bed, threw a thin tank top and short shorts at me, then grinned as she dressed similarly. Pulling her hair up, she shook her head.

“No, we don’t. I like knowing my juices are drying on your face. Besides, I intend to get you back into bed the minute we return!”

I could already feel my body reacting…

Hello! All ISS fans. As it seems that I have endless stories for u! Are u enjoying them or not??? There is another fucking and sucking story for u. As you all are aware of me that I am Abhishek, 18 male living in east Delhi. The story is not real. It does not match to any living being present on earth. It is made by me only for your enjoyment .if anybody having any questions, comments or anything to say about the story can freely mail me on [email protected] or [email protected] enjoy it dudes and babes. The story starts from here……….

I am a 38 year-old female living in a small seaside town on the South Coast of England. I am 5’4″ tall with a petite figure and small 34A breasts. I keep my body in good shape for my age with a couple of gym sessions a week. I am married to a decent, hard working man and have a wonderful son of 18. All in all we have a fine life on my husband’s good salary even to the extent that I am fortunate enough not to have to work. In short, I am what used to be described as ‘a lady of leisure’ pretty much pleasing myself as to what I do with my time as long as I cover the responsibilities of being a housewife. All that my husband expects of me, is to keep a tidy home, prepare meals for him and my son and to maintain an active sex life with him. The latter I am happy to do since I have always been sexually active and, if truth be told, my husband is a wonderful, caring and sexy lover. I know the ‘feminist’ brigade might mock me for my ‘homely’ life style but it suits me just fine. I guess my life would have continued in the very safe vein but for a chance encounter with my neighbor, one day last month. Her name is Anne and she and her husband Dave, have been our neighbors for a little over a year now. We have always got on just fine, chatting over the fence etc but have never really got to know each other well. Some of the neighbors seem to be somewhat unfriendly towards them which I put down to their being black in a very white neighborhood. As far as I am concerned a person’s color is totally irrelevant. If I like someone; great! If I don’t; then so be it!

Anyway, to return to my story, I had plans to go out briefly one afternoon which I couldn’t avoid and by chance, that morning I had received a call from a local shop saying that some furniture we had ordered would be delivered at the same time. I really didn’t want to put the delivery off as we had already been waiting some time, so I decided to ask Anne if she would let the delivery man in. I called round to her house but she wasn’t in, so I returned home and kept an eye out for her, hoping I would catch her before having to go out. My trip wasn’t until mid-afternoon so I had plenty of time. I kept an occasional watch out of my kitchen window, when at about 11.00 am I saw Anne pass by the bottom of our driveway carrying some shopping bags. I quickly put some shoes on and made my way down our drive and into Anne’s. I figured I would catch her easily but she had already disappeared through their side gate, which led to the main door. I walked up the drive and just as I was about to try the gate handle I heard a strange moaning sound. It was no more than a whisper and seemed to be like a mixture of relief and enjoyment. Almost like he sounds of gently foreplay but totally out of place behind the side gate of someone’s house. I paused for a moment not quite knowing whether to just walk through the gate and knock on the door or whether I should knock on the gate itself. I could still hear the sound but not having a clue what it was I decided to go through the gate. I pushed the gate open and took perhaps two paces through it before coming to an abrupt halt. Anne was stood no more than ten feet ahead of me, facing away from me and leaning with one hand on a low entrance wall. Her legs were straight and slightly apart and her shopping bags discarded in the doorway. Most surprising of all was that her jeans on the inner leg were soaking wet and she stood in a small puddle. As I watched for what seemed like minutes but could only have been seconds, the wetness was spreading around the backside of her jeans.

Bloody hell! Anne was wetting herself! Not only that, I could now see her other hand was obviously rubbing her crotch. I now heard again the soft moaning and obviously realized it was Anne. I froze for a minute not knowing what to do and then decided that if she hadn’t seen or heard me come through the gate I could simply retreat and walk away. I turned quietly but had taken only a single pace when the gate banged shut in the breeze. I turned quickly to face Anne who, hearing the gate, had her spun round. We stood facing each other. I really don’t who was the most embarrassed. I felt like a peeping tom and Anne just seemed mortified to be caught pissing her jeans. For a moment neither of us said anything, then Anne spoke. Well she didn’t so much speak and simply blurted out, “I couldn’t get to the door in time!”

“Oh,” was all I could say.

Feeling the need to explain further Anne said, “I couldn’t find my key and I was just bursting.”

I still didn’t really know what to say but the sight of Anne wetting and obviously rubbing herself at the same time had sent a tickle through my pussy. Just on the strength of what I had seen I couldn’t be totally sure what was going on. However, adding the fact that I had clearly heard her moaning I didn’t quite believe her wetness had been just an accident. At this point, I’m not sure what made me do anything other than walk away, but instead I found myself saying, “It seemed to me that you were quite enjoying the experience.”

As soon as I spoke I thought I had made a mistake and fully expected Anne to get angry at my suggestion. Surprisingly she didn’t. Instead she smiled slightly and said cryptically, “Is that what it looked like, is it?”

Fumbling for words I said, “Look, I’m sorry to bother you. I should have knocked. Sorry!” and with that turned once more to walk away. Just as I grabbed the gate handle Anne said, “Would YOU have enjoyed it?”

I stopped, thought for a moment and said, “I don’t really know.”

“Have you never been caught short?” asked Anne pushing the point.

I responded, “Well yes I have, but never to the point of wetting myself…..well not since I was a child anyway.”

I really didn’t believe I was having this conversation but the fact that we were talking at all, seemed to make Anne more confident and she then said, “Well maybe you should try it sometime. It’s quite a liberating experience and can be really quite fun you know.”

“So you were enjoying yourself.” I said knowingly and added, “And was it an accident?”

Again Anne smiled and walked over to me. Close enough that I could smell the pee on her jeans. “It honestly was an accident this time, but sometimes it isn’t and I always enjoy it.” She said, adding, “Does that shock you Mary?

“No I don’t find it shocking. Surprising yes, but shocking no. I’m a woman of the world, I know people have many different tastes.” I said, trying to appear as relaxed as Anne but actually feeling very nervous of the situation I had blundered into.

Anne continued, “Now you know my little secret, I hope I can count on your discretion. Most people wouldn’t so understand.”

“Don’t worry, no one will hear it from me!” I assured her.

“Thank you!” she said and leaning forward gave be a friendly kiss on the cheek.

“Do you have time for a coffee?” she asked, “and then you can tell me what is you came round for.”

I knew this was it. The moment to make my apologies and excuse myself or to accept her invitation to a coffee and proceed into a situation that I felt would go further. Everything told me to take the former option but I found myself saying, “Yeah, a coffee would be nice.” and then following Anne into her house watching her tight arse clad in pee soaked jeans. It was really quite surreal! Anne led me into the kitchen and offered me a seat. She then coolly filled and turned on the kettle before turning to me and saying, “It’s really time I got out of these wet clothes.” With that she took two paces to her washing machine, kicked of her sneakers, undid her jeans and lowered them to the floor. It was all so casual as if it was an everyday occurrence to strip in front of a relative stranger. Once again I felt a pleasurable twinge in my pussy. Was I really finding Anne’s little show a turn on? I had certainly never thought of myself as anything other than heterosexual but it was undeniable her beautiful firm body was having an effect on me. Anne now stood in front of me in just a T-shirt and the skimpiest of white panties, which against her dark skin looked just glorious. Her legs were long and her arse small and tight. She had a fantastic body. She proceeded to place her discarded clothes in the washing machine then sat down across from me. She was obviously in no rush to get dressed. I found the situation both strange and yet at the same time I could feel that I was most definitely getting turned on. I could feel wetness in my pussy and my nipples hardening. I noticed Anne look at my chest and that she could obviously see the signs of my aroused state as my nipples pushed hard against my blouse. Anne spoke gently and with a smile, “So Mary, do you think you might try a little pee fun yourself? If I’m not too much mistaken, I believe you’re excited by what you’ve seen today, aren’t you.”

I started to crumble, “Well , I like to think I’m open minded when it comes to sex, so I just might. You never know!”

Anne immediately and disarmingly said, “Why don’t you start now Mary?”

“What do you mean, now?” I replied.

“I mean right here and now Mary. Why don’t you try it here, now with me? We have total privacy and I would just love to watch. You know you really are very attractive.”

“Oh I don’t know about that Anne, I’m really not sure that I could.”

“Go on,” she urged me, “I promise you really will love the naughtiness of it, particularly doing it in front of someone else and you have my word that it will be strictly between you and me…and after all you did watch me.”

“Look,” I said, “I really don’t think I can just sit here and pee myself. I would be too nervous and besides it’s just so out of character for me”.

“Well you don’t know until you try. If you don’t enjoy the experience, well then at least you’ve tried it once and don’t have to ever repeat it. But trust me, I just know you’ll love it.” Said Anne trying her best to convince me.

I have to say I was secretly tempted, still flushed and excited at the site of Anne peeing and then stripping her jeans off in front of me.

“Go on……do it for me.” she said looking at me doe-eyed and almost pleading. I think Anne was pretty turned on herself by this point.

“Okay, okay.” I blurted, “I’ll do it! I’ll try anything once but I do have your absolute word that this is between you and me only. If anyone knew about this I would be just so embarrassed!

“I promise Mary, you have my word,” said Anne.

“Okay. Here goes!” I said with a nervous giggle, as I slowly stood and started to undo my jeans.

“No, no Mary,” said Anne, “keep your jeans on. It enhances the experience. Trust me.”

I sat down again and looked deep into Anne’s eyes, at the same time relaxing myself as much as I could. I tried to let go all my muscle tension but I was just too uptight. I just couldn’t pee.

“Look”, said Anne, “I can see you’re nervous. How about if I helped to get you a little turned on again. Would that help?”

Not wanting to miss the opportunity I quickly said that it would be worth a try.

Anne pulled her chair back from the table and placed it directly in front of me and about three feet away. She then pulled off her T-shirt to reveal the most beautiful small but firm breasts. Raising her bum slightly off the chair she pulled her knickers down and kicked them off. Then sitting back she spread her legs just enough to expose her pussy to me and said, “That’s better. Now lets see if we can get you really juicy.” With that she gently started to masturbate herself with one hand whilst pinching and rubbing her nipples with the other. “How’s this for you?” she asked. I could hardly answer, sat with the most beautiful sexy woman in front of me, openly playing with herself and all to get me excited enough to piss myself. Well it was certainly working. My pussy started to get very wet and my nipples grew harder than I could remember. I started to rub myself through my jeans and at the same time relaxed by bladder. My flow started instantly. As the first emission left me, I instinctively stopped it with my muscles, but then relaxing again, managed to really let go. My pee started to flow in full force and my jeans immediately changed color as the piss soaked through.

“That’s great!” said Anne as she started to rub herself harder and faster lifting her arse off the seat to get two fingers deep into her cunt.

The feeling for me was just indescribable. As my pee flowed down my legs and started to drip onto the kitchen floor I had never felt so alive and naughty. I stared intently at Anne’s pussy as she started to come with frantic movements of her hands and hips. “Go on Mary, go on, be dirty for Me” she shouted as she reached her final throws. I couldn’t just sit peeing anymore. I had to deal with my own lust and quickly undid the top of my jeans and pulled down to my thighs. My knickers followed far enough down to allow me to spread my legs and start to insert fingers into my own pussy. As I did so I pumped the last squirts of piss from myself which, deflected by my fingers into a shower, and sprayed the floor and Anne’s legs. I was lost in lust and couldn’t stop now whatever happened. I had to come and started to shout louder than Anne had done, “Oh god, oh god yes. Anne I want to come for you. I want to piss for you. I want to be so dirty Anne. Please Anne let me come for you……Oh God, ooohhhhhh Goodddd!”

As I came down from my orgasm, reality struck home and I must have looked totally embarrassed.

Anne said, “Are you okay? Did you like it?” in a tone that gave away her concern that maybe I was already regretting what I had done. I was shocked at what I had done. I still couldn’t quite believe that twenty minutes after calling on my neighbor here I was semi-naked in her kitchen with both of us masturbating and pissing for our own and each others pleasure. I had to think for a minute to get a grip on reality. After a long pause, I said “You know Anne, I really can’t believe what we just did and more importantly I can’t believe how much I enjoyed it. It was fantastic.”

“I told you Mary, I told you it was great!” said Anne, “Now get those jeans off and I’ll put them in the wash with mine.”

I checked my watch.

“Have you got to be somewhere?” asked Anne.

“No, not until this afternoon.” I said.

“Great, then while you clothes wash and dry why you don’t stay her for a while. Would you like that?” she said.

“Anne”, I said, “I would like that very much.”

“Great” she said again, “we can get comfy and get to know each other”.

“You should know I’ve never done anything with a woman before Anne.” I said in a tone so submissive I surprised myself.

Anne obviously picked up on it and said, “Mary, you shouted that you wanted to come for me and piss for me and be dirty for me. Well you will. I will show you what you can do for me and in return, you will get to experience things you’ve never thought of. Now get your blouse off and a bra if you’re wearing one and follow me.”

I stood and stripped as instructed. Then meekly followed Anne into her living room. Anne sat down, and hung her legs over the arms of the chair spreading herself wide. “Now Mary,” she said, knells down and licks me. I want you to make me come.”

I did as I was told with total enthusiasm. I tongued and tongued at her pussy trying to bring her off as quickly and franticly as I could. Anne threw her head back and enjoyed everything I did to her. So many times I could feel her close to coming but each time she pulled back from the brink to extend the pleasure she was getting. I was determined to get her off and bought my hands into play. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and started to pump her. As she started to buck and lift her bottom, I took my opportunity and stuck the index finger of my other hand into her arse. She looked at me suddenly, shocked at what I had done but them smiled and allowed me to push my fingers deep into her. I knew the pleasure my fingers were giving as being finger fucked in the pussy and arse at the same time was something I just loved my husband doing for me. Anne started to shout and scream as she became wetter and wetter. At one point I thought she was peeing again but it was just so much pussy juice. She bucked up and down, moaning, “Oh Mary, ooooh Mary yessss…. Bring me off, make me cum Mary, and make me cum please.” Then her body stiffened and shocks itself into orgasm before she slumped back down into the chair. She then pulled my fingers from her cunt and raising them to her mouth started to suck them clean of her juice.

“That was fantastic Mary,” she said, “God I wish we had got to know each other better before now.”

“So do I Anne”, I said, “but I hope from now on we can spend a lot more time together.”

“Count on it!” she said gently as she leaned forward to kiss me full and long. “Now before you have to go, come with me.” she said standing and holding out her hand.

I took hold and she led me upstairs. I thought we were going to her bedroom but instead she took me into the bathroom.

“Now Mary,” lay in the bath for me.

I immediately knew what was coming and eagerly clambered into the bath and lay down. Anne stood into the tub with her feet either side of me and crouched down a little. Then she spread her pussy lips and started to rub herself again. Within seconds her flow of piss started and grew stronger than I had imagined. She showered me from my thighs up to me neck for what seemed like ages whilst I started to masturbate myself for the second time that day. I was so turned on by the day’s events that I came almost straight away and before Anne had finished her pee. As she did so she told me to remain lying and continued to rub herself. She was going to cum again too and when she did I could understand why she told me to remain in the bath. She started to spurt juice from her cunt in huge quantities, which fell sticky onto my stomach and legs. I could certainly get wet when I came but nothing like this. Anne could practically come as much as a man. I just loved it. It was so dirty. My mind was now in turmoil. My mundane day had presented to me the most experimental sexual encounter of my life and I had loved every minute of it. Whilst I had always known that having sex with another woman would be something I was quite willing to try, I didn’t believe I could be so dirty and uninhibited. A chance happening had opened a whole new chapter in my life. Once we had cleaned up we went back downstairs. My jeans had now dried and, taking them into Anne’s living room, I got dressed whilst she watched. Time was now getting on and I had my appointment. I wanted to see Anne again but even having been so intimate with her, still didn’t like to ask. So I was relieved as I left the house when Anne pulled me back, kissed me and asked, “Do you want to call again tomorrow morning?

“Oh, yes please,” I said.

“Good,” said Anne, and as I walked away added, “and make sure you drink lots!”

My Wet Neighbor Part 2.

The next day I awoke just knowing that it was going to be special. I had spent much of the night awake, going over and over in my mind what had happened with Anne the day before. I couldn’t wait to get the early morning routine out of the way and call on Anne again.

I gave my husband breakfast and packed in up a small lunch before seeing him off to work at around 8.30. Then I turned my attention to my son. I wanted to get him off to college as soon as possible. I knew I was going next door but didn’t want him to know anything of my day’s plans. The sooner he was out of the house the better. He didn’t have lectures until 10.30 but I managed to convince him that I wanted to do loads of housework and ironing and the sooner he left me to it the sooner I could get on. In the end he reluctantly departed at around 09.30. This was it! I was now free to see Anne without having to explain to anyone what I was doing next door or how long I would be. I remembered what Anne had said about drinking plenty and downed a pint of water before going upstairs to get dressed. I decided not to dress up too much. I wanted to keep things ordinary. Well as ordinary as engaging in lesbian sex with my neighbor could be. I just put on a blouse, panties and a skirt and made myself up. As I prepared I was feeling horny in anticipation. I wanted to masturbate myself but decided to keep it for Anne. At the same time as feeling excited I was also nervous. Would Anne have regretted yesterday after the event? Would she welcome me into her house again? I just didn’t know what to expect. I think the uncertainty was adding to my excitement in a strange way. I drank another pint of water and paced the house for ten minutes building up the courage to go next door. Finally, I decided it was now or never. I gave myself a final check in the mirror and left the house. As I turned into Anne’s drive I could feel my nipples hardening and my pussy get wet. This was so naughty! If my husband or son had a clue what I was doing it would blow their minds. Anne must have seen me coming up her drive as she was waiting at the door when I reach it.

“Mary”, she said, “glad to see you decided to come. I wasn’t sure you would.”

“I wasn’t sure myself,” I said nervously.

“Well don’t just stand there. Come in. Come in.” she said and ushered me into the kitchen again. “So you enjoyed yourself yesterday enough to give it another go?”

“God yes!” I said, “I haven’t been able to think about anything else all night.”

“Well I glad you’re here.” Anne said with a smile, “but……”

“But what? Don’t you want me here?” I asked worried that I had made a mistake.

“No no, not at all. As I said, I’m glad you made it. It’s just that I want you to understand something before we go further. I want us to be friends. I want us to enjoy each other’s company and each other sexually, but I want you to understand, for this to work for me I have to be in charge. It’s just the way I am. I like to be dominant in my sex life. Is that okay with you.” She said. I thought for a moment and asked, “What do you mean by ‘in charge’ exactly?”

“Well,” replied Anne, “I certainly don’t expect you to do things you don’t want to but within that parameter I want to run things. I lead the way, so to speak. Okay?”

I thought again and have to admit I quite liked the idea of being dominated by Anne. “Okay” I said, “I prepared to give it a go on that basis.”

“I thought you would.” She said smiling, “I thought yesterday that I saw signs of submissiveness in you. Am I right? Are you the submissive type Mary?”

“Yeah, I suppose I am.” I said, meekly adding, “what do you want me to do?”

“First you can drink this,” she said handing me a large mug of coffee.

“No thanks Anne,” I said, “I already drunk loads this morning”.

“Good!” she said, “but don’t argue, drink it!”

I realized we had begun! Anne was in charge and I was to do as I was told. “Thanks” I said taking the coffee and sitting down at the kitchen table to drink it. Anne was wearing her housecoat and appeared to have no bra underneath although I could see the visible line of her panties as she walked around the room. When I had finished the coffee, Anne took mug and told me to follow her. I stood up and followed her into the hall way and then on into the lounge, where I had sucked and fingered her to orgasm the day before. The room was fresh and airy, lightly furnished and with a large pair of sliding glass doors looking out onto the garden.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked again.

In the corner of the room was a large footstool standing maybe two feet high. “Get that stool and put it by the glass doors, ” she said forcefully, but still in a friendly manner. I happily did as she told me and then turned for her next instruction. Anne by this time had sat in a chair at the other end of the room and had opened her housecoat. She sat caressing her breasts with one hand whilst the other was slowly making circles on her tummy and just touching the tops of her pubic hair above her panties. She looked very sexy and totally in control whilst I stood looking somewhat lost and mildly pathetic.

“Now Mary, you will masturbate for me. I want you to sit on the stool and masturbate yourself but I want you to do it subtly. Imagine you are in a room with a stranger, maybe some kind of waiting room and you are desperate to bring yourself off. I am the stranger and you want to do it without me noticing. ”

I liked her little game playing but asked if I could go to the loo before I started as I was bursting.

“No!” she said sternly, “you may not! You will save that for latter and if I see the slightest hint of you leaking pee I will be very disappointed. Is that clear Mary?”

I nodded.

“Now you may begin”, she said.

At first I was nervous. I couldn’t get into the role Anne had described for me but as I closed my eyes and relaxed I started to see the ‘waiting room’ with the woman ‘stranger’ sitting opposite me. The imaginary role-playing was exciting as I gently and slowly started to rub my thighs together. I imagined I was in a doctor’s waiting room and Anne was the receptionist sat at her desk. I turned slightly on the stool so she would not get a full view of what I was doing and then dropped my hand to my thigh. The slowly I pushed my hand under my skirt and reached my knickers with my fingertips. The ‘receptionist’ hadn’t noticed. I delved further with my fingers pulling my knickers to one side and feeling the lips of my pussy. Then I moved my hand just a little further up and my fingers parted my lips and went into my cunt. I checked to see if I had ‘been seen’. In my imagination the receptionist was still going about her business. I had to go further. I started to gently and quietly puss two fingers in and out of my pussy and at the same time rubbed by clit with my thumb. My other hand I slowly bought up to my chest and started to rub my breasts through my blouse almost as if I was just brushing some fluff of my clothes. I was by now getting very wet but still desperately tried to stay ‘in character’ and continue my frigging as silently as possible. I started to feel myself cumming and now totally playing the part I bit my lip as I rocked back and forth on my fingers and tried to keep my body movements to an absolute minimum. Then my orgasm started. It came in waves through me and with each one I tried desperately to maintain my composure as if I really was sat in front of a total stranger in a public waiting room. I had never experienced anything like it before. The total self control mixed with the total lack of control that an orgasm delivers was a potent mixed. Even with my best wills I let out a couple of murmurs as I finally came. Then I withdrew my hand and sat quietly.

I was snapped out of my imaginary world by Anne saying, “That was perfect Mary, just perfect. Did you enjoy it?”

“I can’t believe how much.” I said, “I haven’t ever tried to have a quiet, controlled orgasm before. It was a really fantastic experience. Did you know it would be so good for me?”

“I thought it would. It is something I do quite regularly. I go to public places like the library or cinema and bring myself off trying to keep it secret. I find it absolutely thrilling and wanted to give you a taste of what it feels like. I know it not quite the same here with me but I hope it has given you the idea. One day soon I will take you somewhere you can do it for real.”

“Oh yeah, that sounds good,” I said surprising myself with my enthusiasm.

“Now,” said Anne getting to her feet, “follow me into the kitchen. It’s time for something else.”

I stood up and could hardly walk I wanted to pee so badly now. “Please Anne, please can I go to toilet first, I begged.”

“Soon enough,” she said, “now into the kitchen please.”

I followed Anne back into the kitchen where she got some old cushions from a pile in the corner and threw them onto the floor.

“Have you ever been fucked by another woman Mary?” she asked matter-of-factly.

“No” I said with a smile of anticipation, “but I would love you to be my first Anne.”

She then told me to take my blouse off and knickers off but to keep my skirt on. I had noticed already that she was always very precise in what she wanted. I did as told and removed by blouse and knickers, dropping them onto the floor next to me. She then told me to kneel down on the cushions and rest on my elbows. “I want your bottom high in the air.” She said. I knelt down and pushing by bottom as high as I could in the knelling position I turned to watch Anne as she opened and dropped her housecoat to the floor. She then pulled her panties off and threw them on the floor next to my face.

“Stay as you are.” She said as she then left the room for what seemed like an age. Whilst she was gone I wanted so much to pee that some leaked out and ran down my thighs but not enough for Anne to notice. She then entered the room and as she did so I automatically turned to look at her. I was truly shocked to see a large and fat strap-on dildo bouncing from her crotch as she walked towards me. It was black and at least eight or nine inches long. I was used to only my husband’s prick and it wasn’t as big as the dildo before me.

“I’m not sure I can take that Anne” I said.

“Don’t worry,” she said, “I know what I am doing and I’m not into hurting people. “Relax.”

She clearly didn’t see it as a topic for discussion as she knelt down behind me and leaning forward with both hands grabbed my tits and started to play with them. The dildo pushed against the crack of my arse and it felt just as though a large man was ready to take me doggy style. Anne then lifted my skirt up to reveal my pussy and arse sticking high in the air. She wasted no time in placing the tip of the dildo against my lips and pushed it into me with a single, strong thrust.

I gasped as it sank into me, shocked at the speed with which see did it.

“Now bitch, I’m going to fuck you good and hard. You hear me bitch?” she said in a gruff voice.

I figured it was more role-play for Anne with her being a man about to fuck his woman.

“Yes, I ready……”, I said but Anne had already started to fuck me very hard and very fast before the words had even come out. She was like a ‘man’ possessed. “Take it bitch, take my long dick,” she shouted, “go on beg me to fuck you with my long dick you slut. Take it, take it right in,” she shouted at me as she fucked me harder than my husband had ever done. I really was her slut. In reality I hardly knew Anne and yet here I was almost naked in her kitchen allowing her to dildo fuck me whilst all the time my husband and son thought I was just doing the housework. I started to feel my second orgasm of the morning coming on strong and started to ride myself back onto the plastic dick. “Harder, fuck me harder,” I begged.

“You want more? You want more bitch? Is that what you want?” Anne shouted.

“Yes more, I want more.” I screamed.

Anne suddenly stopped and pulled the dildo out. It was so quick I didn’t really know what was happening when I felt it again against my arse hole.

“You want it bitch then you’re going to get it, you filthy slut.” She said and before I could say another word she plunged the dildo into my arse.

As I have said, I regularly enjoyed getting my arse finger fucked by my husband but we had never actually arsed fucked. The feeling of the dildo going into me was shocking. It felt enormous and I felt every muscle in my body tighten but somehow I couldn’t speak a word. The before I knew it Anne had started to fuck my arse with long slow strokes. My shock and discomfort gave way to the most immense pleasure as by body relaxed again and I slumped lower onto my elbows. This made it even easier for Anne to go deeper, which she immediately did.

“Enjoying it bitch? Do you like your pretty little bottom to be fucked by my huge prick? Do you, do you like it slut?” she kept asking.

I still couldn’t talk; all I could do was groan in pleasure.

“Now Bitch, I want you to piss for me. I want you to piss as I fuck your arse.”

I didn’t need telling twice. I was absolutely bursting to go and started to pee instantly. A huge stream of pee shot out of me onto the floor and all over Anne’s legs and body and she continued fucking my arse. Each time she slapped into me my stream was sent into a shower that quickly drenched her and me. This was enough to take me over the edge and Anne too. I started to come and come and Anne started to shout and moan. As soon as I had finished she pulled the dildo out of me and ripping the Velcro fastenings open threw it aside. She then grabbed my head, spinning me round to face her and forced my face into her cunt. I started licking and sucking for all I was worth but it was clearly not enough to bring her to her peak. She laid herself on the floor and as I went to kneel between her legs and continue my licking she grabbed my hand and pushed it into her cunt.

“Fist me Mary, put your fist into me and fuck me with your arm. Do it, do it now Mary.”

I eased two, then three, then four fingers into her and was surprised how easy they went in. In short order I had my whole hand in her and started to use it and my forearm as a dildo. Anne just took it all and grabbing my arm started to pump herself with it as if it were a sex toy. She screamed and bucked and swore as she finally started to cum. Realizing she was there, she pulled my arm out of her and pulled my face down into her cunt. She then bucked her hips a few more times and started to spurt her cum onto my face. Just as much as she had produced in the bathroom the day before. I was covered with spurt after spurt. Just like yesterday she came just like a man climaxing. With each contraction there was another load ejaculated from her pussy into my face. We both collapsed, into a heap on the floor, both totally exhausted and, I think, just a little embarrassed by how far we had gone and what we had done to each other. We eventually got ourselves cleaned up and drank coffee and chatted, and shared our most intimate thoughts and fantasies with each other. I felt so good to talk to someone, so openly knowing I could be more honest than I had ever been in my life. As my time to leave eventually arrived Anne once again asked if I wanted to meet with her again. She really didn’t need to ask. If course I did and as soon as possible. What adventures would she have planned for me I thought as I walked back down her drive.

My Wet Neighbor Part 3.

It was two days latter that I next visited Mary again. I got an early morning call from her. Too early really, as I was still getting my husband’s breakfast when the phone rang.

“Hi Mary, it’s Anne” how are you doing? She said.

“Fine,” I said “but it’s difficult to talk right now. I’m fixing my husband’s breakfast.”

“Is he there?” she asked.

“Of course he’s here or why would I be making him breakfast.” I replied jokingly.

“No, I mean is he in the kitchen with you now?” she went on.

“Oh no, he’s upstairs shaving.”

“and your son?”

“He’s still in bed, I suppose, he usually is.” I answered, “Why all the questions anyway?”

Anne didn’t answer my question she simply went on, “so are you feeling sexy Mary? Are you in the mood for some fun?”

I smiled to myself and said coyly, “I might be, what have you in mind? Do you want me to call round later?”

“Later yes, indeed, but why not have some fun now. Listen, I’m sat in my bathroom. My husband is in the next room getting dressed and do you know what I am doing Mary?

“No, what are you doing.” I said quietly. Although my husband and son couldn’t possibly hear me I just felt so naughty talking to Anne that I automatically whispered.

“I’m frigging myself Mary. Bringing myself off thinking about you. I want you to do the same Mary. What are you wearing?”

“I’ve just got my robe on and a pair of knickers.” I whispered.

“Right,” said Anne, “remove your knickers now and put them on your kitchen table.”

“Anne, I can’t. My husband or son could wander in any minute. I can’t do this now.” I said.

“Do it now Mary or we won’t meet later. Is that what you want?” she said rather sternly.

“Of course I don’t want that. I can’t wait to see you again.”

“Then take of your knickers and put them on the table!” she ordered.

I did as I was told. Quickly listening out for my husband and son and hearing nothing of them, I untied by robe and let it fall open. Then I quickly pulled my panties off and closed my robe up again.

“Have you done it?” asked Anne.

“Yes,” I stumbled.

“No you haven’t had you Mary. You’re lying to me, I can tell from your voice. Now one more chance!”

“Okay, okay”, I said, “I have taken them off but I’m still holding them. If I put them on the table and my husband or son walk in how on earth will I explain it.”

“The risk is the fun Mary”, Anne said gently, “Now put them on the table for me.”

I was under Anne’s spell and beginning to feel the thrill of the situation. I threw my panties onto the table and waited for Anne to speak.

“Now Mary, I want you to move to your sink, lean over it with your bottom facing your kitchen door and pull your robe up around your waist.” She said, “when you are in position tell me.”

“I can’t!” I exclaimed. “It would be bad enough for my husband to walk in to see me displaying my pussy and arse to the world, but if it were my son, I would be mortified.”

“Take the risk Mary, you know I’m always right. Go on Mary do it for me.” Anne said.

I just couldn’t refuse Anne’s charms. I walked to the sink, bent over and pulled by robe up. “I’m in position” I whispered down the phone, “Oh God this is so risky, what if…

Anne interrupted, “Good, now I want you to spread your arse cheeks, then bring a hand between your legs and masturbate yourself. Make sure you talk to me Mary, I want to know how you’re doing.”

I couldn’t believe myself as I put a hand on each of my arse cheeks and pulled myself open, gently rubbing around my arse hole with my hands. Then, with my right hand between my legs, I started to rub myself off. I told Anne exactly what I was doing at every stage and could hear her masturbating herself too. I didn’t want to take long. Whilst Anne was right that the thrill of being caught was a fantastic turn on, I knew deep down, that I really didn’t want to be caught, so rubbed as hard and fast as I could. As I started to feel myself coming, I put my left hand back on my bottom and pushed its index finger into my arse hole. This was enough to bring me over the edge and Anne too as I described to her what I was doing. As my orgasm came and then subsided, Anne spoke again, “Now wasn’t that fun Mary? Did you like the risk of being caught?”

I admitted to her that the thrill of my husband catching me was fantastic and frightening at the same time. How would I explain to him why I was stood in the kitchen at breakfast time, frigging myself to orgasm and who would I say I was talking to as I did it? It really didn’t bear thinking about. As to being caught by my son, I told Anne that the very idea terrified me. Although there was a dark corner of my mind that actually found the idea of being caught by my son rather than my husband, the real turn on. I didn’t say anything about that to Anne though. Anne spoke again, “Well done Mary! Now I want you to leave your knickers off for now. Take them off the table and drop them into a corner of the kitchen floor. Then when one of your family sees them it will give them something to think about without actually telling them anything. Let their imagination do a little work! Now, I will expect you to call round here mid-morning. Is that okay with you.”

“Oh, absolutely,” I said, “I can’t wait. You’re turning me into a very dirty woman, and I love it.”

Anne replied cheerily, “I’m not making you into anything you’re not already. I’m just showing you a different side of yourself. It was always there, I just allow you to express yourself. See you later!” and with that she hung up. I too hung up and then picking my panties off the table, wiped the wetness from my thighs and pussy before dropping them onto the floor. Even this simple act made me feel naughty. Tempting my husband or son to wonder why I had left my panties in the kitchen. It didn’t seem long before the hall clock was showing 10:15 and I was just brushing my hair in the mirror in readiness for calling on Anne. I could fell a wet anticipation in my pussy wondering what she had in mind for today. Five minutes later I was knocking at her door and was surprised to have it opened by a stranger. Before me stood a woman in her mid-forties, of petite frame but with large breasts of a size that were quite out of proportion to the rest of her. The situation threw me and I just stood in the doorway not knowing what to say when Anne appeared from the Kitchen and said “Hi Mary, come in. Let me introduce you; this is Mrs. Kent, my cleaning lady. Wendy,” she continued turning to Mrs. Kent, “This is Mary my neighbor.”

I said hello to Mrs. Kent and followed Anne into the kitchen whilst Mrs. Kent made her way into the lounge. I closed the kitchen door as we entered and said to Anne, “I thought we would be alone today. Aren’t we going to have some fun?”

My disappointment must have been obvious to Anne who said, “Don’t worry, Mary, we are definitely going to have fun.”

“But what about Mrs. Kent?” I asked.

“Don’t worry Mary, trust me.” she said and then, taking my hand, leads me out of the kitchen and into the lounge where Mrs. Kent was going about her duties.

“Take a seat Mary,” Anne said.

Mrs. Kent turned around and asked Anne, if she wanted her to get on with another room first, not knowing me or what I was there for.

“No, no Wendy,” Anne replied, “Mary is a close friend,” she said with an obvious and strange emphasis on the word ‘close’.

“Oh, I see,” said Mrs. Kent knowingly.

I could tell they obviously ‘understood’ each other but had to admit that I was confused as to what was going on. Why had we come into the lounge where Mrs. Kent was obviously busy when we could have stayed in the kitchen? It became clear when Anne turned to me and said, “Mary, I want you to understand that Wendy here is a very special cleaning lady in that she offers what you might call specialized services to me.”

“What do you mean.” I said politely but not really knowing whether to address the question to Anne or Mrs. Kent directly. Anne continued cryptically, “Wendy here, takes care of me when I’m frustrated and cleans up whatever mess I make, if you see what I mean.”

I immediately knew what Anne meant, or thought I did, and turned to Mrs. Kent to see her reaction. She smiled at me realizing at the same moment that I obviously knew Anne intimately as well. There was a silent understanding that we could all be open with each other and be sure that it was confidential.

“Now I think we all understand each other,” said Anne and continued, “Now Wendy how about earning a little bonus today?”

Mrs. Kent replied, “Certainly madam, what have you in mind?”

“How about you do your work naked today? How would that be for starters?” Anne said and then before getting an answer from Wendy turned to me and said, “Do you think that might be fun Mary?”

I smiled at Anne and then turning to Wendy said, “That would be great, if it’s okay with you.”

“Of course madam,” said Wendy, “Whatever you ladies want, I am pleased to oblige.”

I was by now incredibly turned on by the situation developing. Again Anne had managed to totally surprise me. We both sat down and Anne then said, “do carry on Wendy.”

Matter of factly, Mrs. Kent then moved to the side of the room and proceeded to remove her clothes. First her blouse came off followed by her jeans. Then, standing in just her underwear, she turned to face us, and unclipped her bra. Her large breasts swung free. She was a very attractive woman. Finally she slowly pulled her panties down and threw them onto the pile of her other clothing. Mrs. Kent was now naked and I was soaking wet having enjoyed her little ‘strip show’. I looked over at Anne who smiled back and said, “Isn’t she just gorgeous?”

Mrs. Kent then proceeded to clean and dust the lounge as she would have done normally but seemed to me to be taking every opportunity to bend over and display herself to Anne and myself. Having done the general cleaning she then reached for the vacuum cleaner and plugged it in. Anne then invited me to sit next to her on the couch, which I duly did.

“Wendy and the vacuum is always a good show!” she said as she undid the top of her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. Then she said, “Why don’t you get a little more comfortable Mary?”

I took the hint and undid the side zip of my skirt, pulled it down and kicked it off. As I looked at Mrs. Kent again she had plugged in the vacuum and stood before us. She then positioned the handle of the machine on her pussy lips and having rubbed it up and down a few times, gently but obviously inserted three or four inches of the handle into her cunt. She them turned it on and started to fuck herself with the handle has the vibration of the motor added to the pleasure she was obviously feeling. She seemed oblivious to our presence as she sank to her knees, bringing the handle of the vacuum down to floor level with her, and rode the machine lick a ‘sybian’ vibrator. Anne then put her hand onto my pussy and started to rub my clit. I took her lead and responded in kind such that we were masturbating each other whilst Mrs. Kent bought herself off in front of us.

“Come on Mary, come for me. I can feel how wet you are.” Anne said.

I could say nothing. I was so turned on by the display before me. I just frigged Anne for all that I was worth. Mrs. Kent was close to coming, moaning in pleasure as the vacuum did its job. I too was close to me second orgasm of the day and I could feel Anne was also getting near. I think we were all trying for the same thing; to come together at the same time with Anne and I taking our lead from Mrs. Kent.

“Come on Wendy,” shouted Anne, “bring yourself off you slut. Come for Mary and me. Come dirty! We want to see you come.”

“Yes, come on Mrs. Kent,” I added, “fuck yourself for us.”

Mrs. Kent started to shout as her orgasm approached. Anne and I sped up our mutual frigging. We all started shouting our own obscenities to ourselves and at each other as we all magically peaked together. Each in our own little fantasy and at the same time each providing the stimulation to the others. I felt totally and utterly liberated enjoying myself so openly in the company of fellow woman.

Once spent, we all sat quietly with our thoughts until Anne piped up, “That was great Wendy. A bonus well earned I think!”

“Thank you madam,” replied Mrs. Kent, “do you wish me to dress now?”

“No I think not yet. You see this morning Mary here, tried to lie to me. I told her to do something and see tried to pretend she had done so when she hadn’t.” said Anne.

I cut in, “What are you talking about?”

Anne continued, “You know full well! When I told you to put your knickers on your kitchen table and you didn’t.”

“I did.” I said.

“Yes, but not before trying to lie to me.” Then turning to Mrs. Kent she went on, “Wendy, I think Mary needs to be spanked and I would be obliged if you would carry out her punishment.”

“Certainly madam,” she replied, “where would you like it done.”

“In the kitchen I think.” Said Anne with a knowing smile.

I seemed to have no say in the matter as Mrs. Kent took my hand and lead me to the Kitchen.

“Take off your panties and bra please Mary,” said Mrs. Kent.

I simply did as I was told.

Throwing some cushions onto the floor she then said, “Please kneel down Mary.”

Again I did as I was told whilst Anne stood in the corner of the kitchen and stripped herself naked too. Mrs. Kent then knelt down beside me and without further warning started to spank my arse cheeks. After every few slaps she would place her hands on my arse and kneed my buttocks, each time making sure to rub her hands over by arse hole and cunt. I couldn’t believe I was being so submissive as I felt my pussy begin to flow with juice yet again.

“Well done Wendy,” said Anne, “I think half a dozen more strokes will be enough.”

Mrs. Kent proceeded to spank me a few more times and them stopped saying to Anne, “I think madam that Mary’s spanked bottom might be cooled by a shower.”

“Excellent idea Wendy,” said Anne and stepping forward put a leg either side of my bottom and told me to remain kneeling. The next thing I felt was Anne starting to piss over my back and bottom whilst at the same time Mrs. Kent massaged the golden flow into my smarting checks. I was totally submissive and enjoying every moment of the experience. When she had finished Anne said to me, “you may now piss, if you like.”

I couldn’t wait to oblige her and immediately let my own pee flow begin all over the floor to mix with Anne’s whilst at the same time I rubbed my pussy frantically. When I had finished Anne turned to Mrs. Kent and said, “Wendy, since you will have to clear up Mary’s mess you may do one more thing to her in ‘payment’ for your cleaning services.”

“Thank you madam,” she replied, “could I be so bold as to borrow you dildo madam.”

Smiling in anticipation Anne replied, “Of course you may. The ordinary or the strap-on?”

“The strap-on please madam.” She replied.

I was expected to remain kneeling and to do whatever they pleased.

Anne passed Mrs. Kent the strap-on dildo that she had used on me two days before and Mrs. Kent quickly put it on before kneeling behind me.

“I would like to fuck her, madam, if that is okay with you,” she asked Anne.

“That will be fine,” said Anne, “In her cunt or arse?”

“I think I will use her cunt madam,” she replied and without further talk turned herself toward me and thrust the dildo into my pussy. I think the fact that they discussed what to do to me, as though I wasn’t there or didn’t matter, added to me excitement as, as soon as the dildo entered me I started to fuck it as hard as I could.

“She’s going to come quickly madam,” Mrs. Kent said to Anne as she reached underneath me and started to massage my tits as she fucked me with deep and fast thrusts or her hips.

“Excellent.” Replied Anne, “sitting to the side of me and masturbating herself as she watched Mrs. Kent fuck me like a whore.”

I came within a couple of minutes as did Anne watching me. Mrs. Kent took longer and continued to pump into me for maybe four or five minutes, shouting and swearing at me before finally reaching her own orgasm. I got the distinct impression that she was enjoying treating me roughly. A chance to teach a ‘lady’ a lesson, so to speak. Once she had finished with me, she pulled the dildo out and wiped it clean in my hair. All designed to emphasize my submissiveness, I thought.

“Thank you Wendy, ” said Anne, “that was very good work. And I am sure Mary would like to thank you also.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kent,” I said quietly.

“Thank you for what?” she replied.

“Thank you for fucking me, Mrs. Kent,” I said meekly.

“You’re welcome Mary,” see said, “No doubt I shall do it again soon, but in the meantime you must excuse me.” With that she stood up, left the kitchen and continued with her cleaning duties.

Anne turned to me and said, “isn’t he marvelous? The best cleaner I have ever known!”

I smiled and replied, “Yes she was fantastic. Do you think she might ‘clean’ for me?”

“I’m sure she would welcome the extra cash, Mary, leave it with me.”

I left Anne’s house about half an hour later having enjoyed a coffee and a cuddle with her before doing so and arranging my next visit as I said goodbye. Once again Anne had managed to surprise me and leave me wanting more.

My Wet Neighbor Part 4.

The next day, I had just seen my husband off to work when the doorbell rang. It was only around 08:45 and I wouldn’t normally expect anyone to call at that time so I assumed it was my husband having forgotten something or other. I was dressed, as was usual for that time of day, in my robe and panties, and expecting my husband didn’t bother to particularly cover myself as I opened the door with a “What did you forget this time…” when I realized it was Anne.

“Oh sorry.” I said, “I thought it was John.”

“No, I watched him disappear down the road before I came round.” Said Anne, “I thought an early morning call might surprise you.”

“It does.” I said.

“I can see that,” she replied obviously looking at my tits.

I looked down and realized my robe was quite open and Anne had a nearly full view of my breasts. I instinctively pulled my robe closed but Anne reached forward and pulled it open again saying, “Oh don’t spoil my view. You know I just love your body Mary.”

“Thanks,” I said, “but I don’t particularly want to show all the neighborhood what I’ve got.”

Anne reached forward and rubbed my breasts with her hand, “In that case you had better let me in and show me them properly.” She said as she walked past me into the house. I quickly closed the door and grabbing her arm ushered her into the Kitchen saying, “Anne, for God’s sake, my husband may have left for work but my son is still in bed. What would he make of seeing you grabbing my tits in the doorway”

“A young man like him, I expect he would just love to see it.”

A mental picture of my son standing on the stairs and watching Anne fondling me suddenly shot into my head but I quickly dismissed the it saying, “Anne! You’re terrible!, now be quiet or he will hear us.”

I offered Anne a cup of tea and she sat down at the kitchen table whilst I got some cups out and put the kettle on. When I turned round it was to see Anne kicking her track trousers of her feet and sitting back in the chair with her legs spread open and her pussy barely covered by a tiny pair of pink panties.

“Anne, what on earth are you doing, my son could come down any moment; get them back on now!” I shouted in a whisper, if you see what I mean.

Anne just coolly sat there and said, “just lighten up Mary. Haven’t I taught you that one of the greatest sexual thrills, is risk. You’ve been very brave in taking risks with me so far, why stop now?”

“Because this is different! Risks at your house are one thing but here is literally ‘too close to home’” I said.

She simply replied, “Bigger the risk, bigger the thrill Mary!” and with that she started to rub herself through her panties. “Now you just get on with making the tea whilst I relax a little.”

I could see Anne wasn’t going to stop what she was doing and some how, illogically felt that if I ignored her, the ‘problem’ would go away. I turned and got on with making the tea in the hope that when I gave it to her to drink it would take her mind of playing games and make her act sensibly. I was frantic with a mix of anxiety and excitement at what Anne was doing and could feel myself getting wet in the pussy and hard in the nipples when I heard a sound I had come to recognize. I froze not wanting to turn and face the inevitable. After a few seconds I had no choice and turned to face Anne. She was still sat in the chair but had now stopped rubbing herself off and had instead pulled her panties to one side and started to pee. She was in full flow, with a huge stream of golden pee splashing onto my kitchen floor; I was horrified!

“Anne,” I now shouted at the top of my voice, “for fuck’s sake don’t do that here! Frank will be down for his breakfast any time now!”

Anne remained so cool and finished her piss before simply smiling at me and saying, “God, I needed that Mary. Now just let me finish myself off….” With which she resumed her masturbation.

“Anne, I beg you , please stop.” I said.

“Mary, if you want to get this over as soon as possible then I suggest you help me.” she replied with a grin on her face.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Kneel down Mary and finish me with you tongue. Then we can straighten things up.”

I was frantic and at the same time incredibly turned on. I sank to my knees, and kneeling in Anne’s piss-puddle crawled over to her and started to lick her pussy and clitoris as fast and hard as I could. I was desperate to get her off as quickly as I could. I knew Anne liked dirty talk and started to encourage her, “Come on Anne, come for your little slut housewife. Come for me Anne, please wet my face with your cum. I’m knelling in your piss Anne, I’m covered in it.” At the same time I bought my fingers into play inside her cunt. I was by now getting quite experienced at bringing Anne off, knowing what she liked and what bought her to her peak; so it didn’t take long before she started to hump her hips up and down on the chair as she started to spurt her sticky juice into my face. Having finished her, I stood up and ignoring my own passion to be fucked by her there and then, I grabbed some paper towels and started to mop the floor. Anne made no attempt to help. I think she was enjoying seeing my panic at the situation she had so casually caused. “That’s a good girl she said, clean up my mess.”

I was nearly done when I heard Frank coming down the stairs into the hall. Anne quickly pulled on her trousers whilst I grabbed a last few towels and soaked up as much as I could. Suddenly the door opened with a very tired Frank wandering in and simply saying “Hi Mum!”. He was wearing just some boxer shorts which gapped open as he walked and which I was always telling him about in the hope that he would be a little more discreet about displaying himself around the house. Like any other teenager he just didn’t seem to care about such things. For a moment he didn’t see Anne sat at the table but then when he did, he spun round to hide his crotch and check that he was decent.

“I told you to be more careful how you dress.” I told him.

“Sorry mum, I didn’t know you had a visitor.” He replied rather embarrassed.

“Hello Frank,” said Anne, “I’m your next door neighbor”.

“Yeah, I know, I’ve seen you around, errh Hi”, said Frank. In all the commotion I hadn’t really considered the fact that my robe was almost undone, that it was soaked at the bottom with Anne’s pee, that my tits were clearly on view and that my nipples were still erect. I realized the state I was in when I saw Frank to a ‘double take’ at my breasts, and quickly pulled my robe closed. Anne then said, “Listen, I won’t keep you any longer Mary, I’ll see you later.”

Hello dosto sabhi ISS ke reader ko mere namaskar. Mein is side ke bare mein tab se janta hu jab se develop hu. In year 2004. I am regular reader of this side koi bhi asi story nahi hai jo maine nahi pari lekin kuch he storyes mein muje sachi lagi. Mein kuch ko mail bhi kiya par koi bhi response nahi aya. Khar choro ab mein apni story likh raha hu mere story mein 70% true hai uske places or characters name changed hai. Mein umid karta hu ke male/females sabhi muje mail kare now ab mein story start karta hu. Bat aaj se ek sal pahle May 2006 ki hai mein haryana se belong karta hu. Mein computer operater work karta hu ek private company mein. Jo ke software develop and data entry work kartihai. Hamari company first floor par hai uske bilkul samne CA department (private police) ka office tha. Usme ek officer hamare pass daily ata tha kabhi paper lene kabhi file kabi kuch lene ata tha is parkar kafi din bet gye or halke fulk majak ke sath hamari dosti ho gyi. Ek din usne kha mere beti M.Sc kar rahi hai usko computer ke bare mein kuch puchna hai mere ghar aa jana mein use se address lekar rat ko office ke bad 8 baje uske ghar gya to gahr jaldi he mil gya lagbagh 8:30 par mein uske ghar puncha door bell push ki to uski larki ne darwaja khola usko to mein dekhta he rah gya kya apsara lage rahi red tshirt or whilte lower mein mere to hosh ur ghye mein asi larki kabhi nahi deki wo khane lagi hello mr. Kya baat ha mein harbadte huw apake papa ne bulaya tha wo khane lagi wo ghar par nahi hai bad mein aanaa meine kha mein computer ke bare mein aya hu. Wo kahne lagi anadar aa joo tabhi uske papa ka phone aya usne kha computer wala aya hai mein us se bat ki to wo khane laga wo to late ayega uski problems samj lo or kal solve karwa dena.

Tabhi uski maa a gye wo to asi thi ke mere to halat karab hone lagi uski umar koi 40-45 saal hogi lekin wo 30-32 se jada nahi dikh rahi thi. Tabhi wo khane lage pahele cahi pe lo mein kha mein chai nahi pita to uski maa kahne lagi doodh pi loo mein kha wo to pe looga tabhi uski larki ki huste huwe bolne lagi danda piyoo ge garam mein kha gharam mein jada maja ata hai par aap thand pila do. Wo maa ko kitchne mein kahne gyi tabhi mein uska computer on kita. Uski proplemes dekhi tabi uski maa dhanda doodh lekar aa gyi. Tori der mein kabhi uske problmes ko dekhta kabhi usko phir mein aa gya or agle din sham ko uske ghar jakar uski problems solve kar di or sham ko 7 baje daily use tution dene laga. Ek mahni ke bad uke exam ho gye phir mein kabhi usko nahi mila. Kafi din ke bad uska phone aya ke mere birthday hai or aap 12 baje party mein aana muje samaj nahi aa raha tha ke kya gift loo. Phir harke meini apni friend se pocha to wo kahne lagi dent or choclated ka gift de do. Mein wo lekar uski party mein gya or wha par uske jkai friends the wo bari sexi lag rahi thi usne mini skirtor slev less top pahna tha mein usko gift diya or thodi der baad mein aa gya. Sham ko uska thanks ka phone aya or mane kha mere ko treat alag se chaiye to wo khane lage jab marji le lena. To mene next day ka time fix kiya. Wo akle he treat dene ayi meine kha kal to tum pataka lag rahi thi wo khane lagi pataka kya hota hai mene kha bhut sexy lag raqhi thi wo sharma ke muskra di or phir khane lagi aaj kasi lag rahi hu meinie kha aaj to normal ho. Or simle pass karne lagi phir humara milne ka silsala shuru ho gya phir ek din uske papa ka phone aya foran ghar aa jooo muje sab pta chal gya hai mere to gand fatt gyi ke kya hoga mein kuch der mein uske ghar gya uske papa ne darwaja khola or khnae lage muje pata chal gaya hai mene ka kya sir to wo khnae lage tumarei mehant ne iss top karwa diya ye sunkar mere sas mein sas ayi phir kuch der ruk kar mein wha se chal diya or use phone karne ko kha.

Phir next day uska phone aya to meine use kha treat to wo khnae lagi le loo to main evening show movie dekhna ka program bnaya or hum movie dekhne gye hall mein koi kash rush nahi tha humne last row mein corrner seat le lee. Movie dekhne laghe movie mein ek kiss sean aa gya mene use kha kitne maje se le rahe ha to wo khane lagi aap bhi to lete hoge meine kha abhi tak to lee nahi agar tum do to jaroor luga usne koi response nahi diya or movie dekhne lagi tori der ke bad himmat karke mein uska hath hath mein le liya usne kuch nahi kha phir mene uske sir me hath pheren laga wo khnae lagi kya kar rahe ho mein kaha kuch nahi phir meinhimat karke kha ek kiss de do wo khnae lagi phir kabi. Kuch din bad uska phone aya aaj gahr aa jana mein ghar mein akeli hu mene kha ek shart par aaga kiss do gi to wo khan e lage thik hai. Phir mein uske ghar gya wa par wo ghar par akelki thi usne suit phana huwa tha kuch der bat karne ke bad mein kha kiss to wo khne lagi kute ki pooch 12 saal mein bhi sidhi nahi hoti phir khnae lagi sirf aaj he dugi phir nahi mein khan dik ha aaj to do. Phir wo mere pass ayi or mene use pakar kar apne goad mein bodha liye or kiss karne laga usko bhi maja ane laga mene dere se apne hath uske breast par rake usne kuch nahi kha phir halek hakle press karne laga tabi door bell baji or hum thik ho gye uski mummy wapis agyi use dekh kar mein dang rah gya wo puchne lagi kan aye mein kha bhai 5 min huwe hai wo kahne lagi koi kam tha mein kha nahi ya se jaa raha to apse milne agya usne kha kuch loge mein kha pani de do pani liya or thori der bad aa gya. Phir hum ek do bar mile par usne kiss nahi di. Phir mein use bataya ke mere birthday hai to wo khane lagi party mene kha jha cho wha le lo. Wo khane lagei hamre college ka trip ja raha ha munsorri tum bhi wha a joo wahi selebrate karege mein bhi office se 4 din ki chuthi le lee trip ke 2 din pahle se uska phone aya ke kya gift loge mene khaa mere ko gift nahi chaiye to w o kahne lage kuch to lo menen kaha munsorri ja kar le loga usne kha mein samaj gyi le lena.

Phir hum munsoori chale gye rastee mein mere car kharab hone ki wajay se mein rat ko late ponchou is liye mein usko raat ko nahi mil paya agle din mera birthday tha mein usko mila or dophar ko milene ka palan huwa dopar ko wo black suit mein mere rroom mein ayi humne waha kchu snaks or coffee order ki uske bad wo khane lagi apna gift nahi lena mein kha din me nahi raat ko mere sath sona tabi lunga wo nahi mani or khane lagi lena ha to lelo warna ma ja rahi hu. Mein kha thik ha mein bhi abhi jka rah a lekin muje dobara kabhi call mat karna hamri dosti kahatam. Wo chali gyi mein bhut upset ho gya thodi der bad wo mere room mein apni friend ke sath ayi uski friend muje khane lage ap raat ko yaha rahoge agar checking ho gyi to dikat ho jayge mein kha uski jimvari merei hai phir uski friend ne kha thik raat ko 11 baje aygi par subh 6 baje wapis bej dena mein kaha thik hai or uske samne he wo mere se gale lagi or sorry khane lagi. Mene usko jaor se dabaya or uski chuchi mere chati mein dabne lagi wo jane lagi jate jate menei darwaje par uski gand mein ungli kar I wo boli noty. Phir rat ko 11 baje wo a gyi ping night gown mein use dekh kar mere man karne lage aabhi ise chod du par isa nahi kar sakta tha. Mein or wo sofe par bath gye wo mere pass thi or khane lagi kiss nahi lene mene kaha mere goad mein aakar de doo. Wo mere goad mein aa gyi mein use kiss karne laga uske jibh chusne laga todi der mein manae apna hath uski chuchi par le gya to wo khnae lage ye nahi mein kha kya wo khane lagi ine mat daboo mein kha is ke bina kiss mein maja nahi aata wo phir kiss karne lagi to di der kiss kartehuw uske gown ke uppar se he uske chuchi daba raha tha phir mane gown ke under hath dal kar uski chuchi bra ke upar se dbane laga jab usne mana nahi kiya to mein gown ka button khol diye wo khane lage ye kya kar rahe ho mein kha kyuch nahi wo mana karti rahi phir maan gyi mene uska gown ke button khol diye or bra ke uppar se uski chuhi dabane laga usko maja ane laga or wo aaaaaaaa ki aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ki awan nikalne lagi mein uski panty par hath raka to vo bilkul gili ho chuki thi.

Phir mein panty mein hath dal kar uski chut shalene lagea wo madhosh ho gyi or aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhohhhhhhhhh ki awaj nikalne lagi tabi mein apni ek ungli uski chut mein kar di wo or madhosh ho gyi ir ungli age piche karne laga kuch der mein wo jar gyi or husne lagi khane lagi bhut maja aya meine kha aa ab bed par chlae wo nighty phane lagi meine kha iss choro ase he sote hai mein bhi apne kabre uttar diye or underwhere me tha mera lund khanr tha wo use dekh kar husne lagi tabhi hum bed apr aakar kiss karne lage kiss karthe karte mein uski bra uttar di usne kuch nahi kah iir uske chuchi chusne laga or dabanse lage wo oh ohohohohoho aaaaaaaaaaa kar rahi thi phir mein uski chut mein ungli karne laga wo khane lage tum to muje mar doge. Phir manie uski panty utar kar uski chut chatne laga or ungli karne laga wo phir jhar gyi or husne lage khane lage bhut expert ho phir mere se raha nahi gya to mein apna underwhere utar kar kha tumara khilona yeh hai is se kehlo wo khane lagi ye to bhut mota or lamaba ha maene uska hath pakar kar apne lund par rakh diya wo use sahalne lagi. Or mere pani niklne wala tha phir mane use kha isko chuso to wo kiss karne lagi or mene useke mouth me dal diya wo loli pop ki tarh use chusne lagi. Phir mere chut gya uske munh mein phir usne sara cum pe liya or chat kar lund saf kar diya.

Phir hum bate karte rahi or mein uski chuchi se khelta raha phir tori der mein merea lund khara ho gya or ab mane kha ab mein isse e tumari chut mein daloo ga vo khnae lagi menin abhi tak kuwari hu nahi kuch h o gya to par mein use samjaya ke kuch nahi ho ga phir wo man gyi mene useniche lita kar apna lund uski chut ke ched par rakh or dakha mara mere lund thora sa anda r gya or wo chilane lagi aaaaaaaaaaaaaa phat gyi mere menie use kiss karta raha or uske chuchi dabata rah jab wo relax hu to mane dkha lagakar sara lund uski chut mein dal diya wo chilati rahi aaaaaaaaaaa ohhhhhhhhhh mar dala apna lun bahar nikalo mein uske kiss karta raha kuch der wase rahne ke bad ja b wo ralax hu to mein dhake marne laga or wo apni gand uchal uchal kar maje lene lagi or thori der mein khnae lagi muje kuch ho rajha or tej tej tej phir ek dam usne muje jakar liya par mere abhi phi kuch nahi huwa mein dake lagata gya phir mein bhi jarne wala tha to mein bhi jhar gya or wo bhi hum ek dusre ko chipak gye or kiss karte rahe sari raat mein mane use 5 bar choda subha us se chala nahi ja raha tha or temp bhi ho gya jab subha usne bed sheet dekhi to wo khun se lal hu pari thi wo use dekh kar khne lagi tumne to mere phar di phir 6 bjae mene use kiss kar ke bej diya or mein so gya 10 baje uski sahli mere room mein ayi or khane lagi kya baat hai sari raat usko chora nahi use bhut dard ho raha hai mein use dekhne gya to wo muje dekh kar husne lagi menin wha doctor se concern karke use kuch pain killer diye phir hum wapis aa gye akar hume dobara asa moka nahi mila. To dosto ye mera true expereicen tha agaar apko mail krna hai to kare [email protected] agar koi girl ya lady mere se sex karna chai to jarro mail kare oke bye.