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Hi, I am Rahul. I am not mentioning my original name.

This is my first story; please ignore it if I have made any mistakes. This is a story about my exhibition and how I ended up with the fantasies.

I am currently working in Bangalore in the private sector. I am 29 years old. The story happened when I was studying in my first year. From a young age, I had started reading stories; so many stories inspired me.

The story starts:

I am basically from Kerala, and I attended my schooling in Kerala itself. My family consists of four members. We are a well-known family in society, and our family is in an average category as well.

After reading all the stories, I had fantasized about so many things with my mallu aunty. So I started observing my aunty. She stays near our home. “Aunty” refers to my father’s younger brother’s wife.

As usual, Kerala women wear nighties at home. They used to wear sarees when going outside the home. According to my observations, I have seen that she wears sarees below her navel, so her midriff part is always visible.

She used to sweep the front area of her home every alternate day, either in the morning or in the evening. I used to go to her home and talk with her. She likes talking very much. While she is sweeping, I stand in front of her to see her cleavage.

Sorry, I didn’t give a brief about my aunty. She is a happily married wife to my uncle; for the last 8 years, they have had two children studying in the 3rd and 1st standard.

Uncle works in the Middle East. He used to come after 2 years only for a 2-month leave.

My aunt’s boobs are a 34C in size, which I came to know later. She is 5.7 inches in height and approximately 50 kg in weight. All together, she is an asset.

Coming back to the story…

I used to go with her for shopping and any kind of purchases from the local market. We would go by bike. While traveling on my bike, she always holds her hands on my stomach, so she is sitting very close to me. I was enjoying this all the time.

As my semester examination got over and aunt’s kid’s school examination also got over, our summer vacation started. Every summer vacation, Aunty used to go to her hometown, which is 50 km from our hometown. They all stay there for one week, and Aunty only comes back. They will come back one week before the school opening.

I started missing her daily shows like cleavage view, bike rides, and so on. Once she comes back, I am the happiest person in the world. So she stays alone in her home. As per her request, I stayed with her.

One day, she wakes up at 7:00 am. and prepares tea for us. She wakes me up for the tea. After that, she sent me to the market. And she has started her daily work. She prepared breakfast for me also, and while having food, we talked about so many things.

By 11 am, she went to wash her clothes, so I joined her and sat in front of her. For washing the clothes, she needs to bend down a little. I was getting a better view of the cleavage. I started getting an erection in my shorts. I hid it with my hands. We were talking about something; she was busy washing clothes, and my eyes were on her boobs.

After 10 minutes, I left from there and came back by 8 or 9 pm. We had our dinner and went to sleep. She was sleeping next to my room. She didn’t lock the room because there was only one washroom inside the home.

I wear a T-shirt and shorts/lungi at home. At night, we don’t wear underwear. I wore shorts/lungi; she wore only a nighty or nightdress, no underwear, which I came to know later.

Days passed; one day, she wanted to reach the bank by 11:30. I was ready and waiting for her; she was still in the washroom. The room door was not locked; it was just closed. I opened the room and knocked on the washroom door, and asked her how long it would take.

Her: Five more minutes.

Me: Ok.

After 3 minutes…

Her: Can you please take the towel?

Me: Where was it?

Her: Outside the veranda…

Me: Okay.

I knocked on the door and saw her open the door. Her bare hand was coming out for the towel. She was hiding behind the backside of the door and told me to wait in the hall. So, I came out of the room, slightly closed the door, and sat on the sofa.

After 5 minutes, she called me inside the room to adjust her saree plates. I helped her, and we went to the bank and finished the work over there.

We had our lunch outside. While coming back, I suddenly applied the brakes. At that time, two things happened: one was that her hand touched my dick, and the other was that her boobs hit my body. That was totally accidental.

We reached home at 3 o’clock, and we were very tired. So she went to her room and took a rest for 2 hours; by 5 o’clock, she called me up with tea and snacks. We both were having tea; after that, she started sweeping the front area of the home.

I enjoyed the cleavage show; I had seen her white bra strap on her shoulder. I didn’t say anything; I was focusing only on her boobs. After that, she got freshened up and started watching TV.

After that, I went to freshen up; I had seen her used clothes, including her bra and panties, in the bucket. I took out both and started sniffing. My hands went to my dick, and I ended up with a beautiful masturbation.

While putting them back, I saw the bra size mentioned on the bra, so I came to know the size of the boobs. After the bathing, I also joined her in watching TV.

She asked me, “Why did you take so much time?”

I said, Blah blah blah…

We had our dinner and watched a movie for some time, and later went to bed. I woke up at 1 o’clock and drank some water; I used the washroom; in the dim light, I saw her bra and panties hanging outside, so I got to know that she does not wear any underwear at night. I came back to bed.

I woke up at 8 o’clock, and I got freshened up and had breakfast with her. After that, she went for household work, and I was watching TV. She called me and said she was getting bored.

“Please come and talk with me.”

So, I switched off the TV and joined her. After that, she went to wash clothes.

Her: Do you have anything to wash?

Me: A couple of dresses.

Her: Bring it, and I will wash it for you.

Me: No, I will wash.

Her: Don’t overact… please bring it fast.

Me: Ok.

Meanwhile, I was watching her cleavage.

She gave the washed clothes and said, “Hang it on the terrace.”

Days passed; we were closer and gentler. I started touching her, and she was not saying anything. So I continued for many days and acted like nothing happened.

One Sunday, she wanted to go to her hometown. She informed me earlier. I got ready and came to her room directly without knocking. She got scared and scolded me.

Then…

Her: Do you want to kill me? (laughed)

I also smiled.

Her: I thought of calling you; you were at the right time.

Me: What happened?

Her: Nothing, just adjusting my saree.

Me: Ohh…

I adjusted the saree plates.

Then, I saw that her bra strap was outside the blouse; instead of showing her, I adjusted it. I went to drop her off; while going, I used a guttered road to enjoy the boobs, so she asked me, “Why are you going this way? This road is not good.”

Me: Yes…Because of that, we saved around 25 minutes.

We reached her hometown, and I had a casual talk with her parents and kids; after half an hour, I left from there and reached my home. She didn’t inform me that she was not coming back.

After 2 days, she called me and said to come tomorrow by 11 o’clock to pick her up. I said okay.

I reached her home and had food with her parents. We left by 5 o’clock.

Her: What happened to you? Why was your face so dull?

Me: Nothing.

Her: Don’t lie. I know something happened.

Me: Yes…

Her: Then say it…

Me: Why didn’t you inform me that you were staying there for 2 days?

Her: Because of that, your face was dull??

Me: Yes…

Her: I went to stay with my family; why were you worrying about that?

Me: That’s correct, but…

Her: But??

Me: I was missing you.

Her: Oh, really? (tickled me)

Me: Yes (smiled)… we will fall down.

Her: Ohh… what did you miss?

Me: Everything…

I used the same broken road to come back home. While coming, we bought groceries and some food as well for dinner.

Once we reached our home, she said to me that she was getting pain in her back and shoulder. After that, she went to her room and changed into nightwear, and seated herself in front of the TV and started watching movies.

Me: Do I need to give a small massage?

Her: Mmm (didn’t say anything, deeply watching a TV movie)…

I started massaging her shoulder.

Her: What were you doing?

Me: Massage…

Her: Who said to do it?

Me: You said ‘mmm.’ Now, why were you arguing with me?

Her: Ohh, anyhow, you started… just finish my shoulder and back as well.

Me: Ok…

I started generally pressing her shoulders, giving her a gentle massage over her shoulders. Then I told her to lie down on the sofa so that I could massage her back as well. She said okay and lay down on the sofa.

I asked how the massage was; she said it was good, really amazing. “Do the same for my back as well.”

I started massaging her back as well. I got to know that she was not wearing a bra and panties. At last, I asked her, “You don’t wear a bra?”

She said, “Why do I need to wear them? In the night, it’s already very hot.”

After that, she went for a bath, and I also took a bath. We had our dinner and went to sleep.

I woke up very late; by 9:00 a.m., she didn’t call me. Also, she finished her household work, and by 9:30 a.m., we had our breakfast.

I asked about the massage; she said, “It was really nice. Because of that, I slept nicely after a long time.” We watched TV for one hour, and she asked me to bring the dresses for washing.

That day, she wore a deep square-neck light yellow nighty. While washing clothes, I started looking at her cleavage, and she saw that I was staring at her boobs, but she didn’t say anything. I don’t know why; normally, she needs to react, but that day, I really don’t know why she was not reacting.

This gave me more courage. She was adjusting her nighty, but after a few minutes, I was getting a better view. That day, I had seen just above her nipple. I got that she didn’t wear a bra. After washing, she handed over the clothes, and I hung them on the terrace.

We had our lunch, and I went outside and returned back after 11 pm. Once I reached home, she scolded me, “Why can’t you inform me that you will be late?” I didn’t say anything and got freshened up. I went back to my room and slept.

After the massaging session, I started making bold moves all over her body. I felt some changes in her; she was not reacting, maybe because she liked my presence. And while my hands were moving around her body, I knew she was not wearing a bra.

So, I asked her, “You were not wearing a bra?” She looked at me but didn’t say anything. I tickled near the midriff; she laughed.

Then again, I started tickling more; my hands moved all over her body. I slightly touched her boobs, and she said, “Please let me finish my work.”

After this incident, I got closer; one day, I woke up early, and she was preparing breakfast. I went and hugged her from the backside and gave a kiss on her cheeks. Suddenly, she got shocked and shouted at me.

End of part 1

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Hello dosto, namaste! Aap sab kaise ho???

Mera naam Akshay hai aur meri umar 23 hai. Main Mumbai ka rehne wala hu aur vahan ek badi company mein job karta hu. Mera sharir medium hai aur mere lund ki size maine kabhi naapi nahi, par 5 inch ke kareeb hoga, jo kisi bhi ladki ko santusht kar sakta hai.

Zyada time waste nahi karte hue direct story pe aate hai.

Yeh baat 1 saal pehle ki hai jab maine bataya ki maine ek badi company mein kaam karta tha. Mera kaam flats sell karna tha aur vahan ke bahut bada staff tha. Aur jab usse builder ka dusre jagah pe new land parcel khula to fir mujhe aur meri dost ko yeh hi jagah pe rakha gaya aur baaki sab vahan chale gaye.

Kuch dino ke baad, meri dost ko vahan pe bulaya gaya kyunki bahut customers the. Ab site pe sirf main rehta tha aur pantry mein kaam karne wali ek aurat thi jo karib 35 umar ki thi.

Vaise uska naam Sudha (naam changed) tha. Hum sab unhe Sudha ji karke bulate the. Jab site pe mere alawa koi nahi tha to main bahut bore hone laga. Akele hi kaam pe aata tha. Sudha ji mujhe subah 11 baje fix coffee bana ke deti thi aur zyada flats nahi bachne ke karan customer bhi kam aate the.

Vaise to mere Sudha ji ki liye aisa kuch galat intention nahi tha. Aur recent mein hi maine apni long-time girlfriend se breakup kiya tha to fir main kisi bhi ladki ki feelings ki kadar nahi karta tha. Ab mujhe relationship vagera main bilkul interest khatam ho gaya tha.

Ek baar main aisehi office mein mera lunch karke hua hi tha to meri adat hai main cigarette peene jata hu aur vahan jaane laga. Tabhi mujhe aise laga ki koi to show flat mein hai. Main soch main pad gaya kyunki koi customer to aaya nahi tha.

Fir maine jab chupke se jaake dekha to main dang reh gaya. Sudha ji sample flat ke andar wale kamre main thi aur unki aankhein bandh thi. Woh khade khade hi apni salwar mein haath daal ke apni chut mein fingering kar rahi thi.

Maine tabhi decide kiya ki ab kuch karna nahi hai. Maine apne phone mein ek video nikali aur phir vahan se chala gaya.

Cigarette pee ke aaya aur fir kareeb 5 baje unhone mujhe coffee bana ke di. Woh iss baat se bilkul anjaan thi ki mere dimaag mein ab karafati ideas chal rahe the aur main unke sharir ko pura upar se niche tak ghur raha tha.

Agle din Sunday tha to fir client ka flow zyada tha par dupahar ko koi client nahi tha. Jab main aaj bhi sample flat ke yahan gaya to main to andar ka nazara aur bhi ascharyachakit reh gaya.

Sudha ji ne apni salwaar utaar rakhi thi aur apne kurte ko bhi unhone upar tak utha ke apne boobs dab rahi thi ek haath se. Dusre haath se apni chut mein ungli kar rahi thi. Aaj to voh itna madhosh thi ki unhe kuch pata hi nahi chala ki main dekh raha tha unhe.

Shaam ko kareeb 5 baje jab voh coffee leke aayi to maine unhe unki video dikha di. Woh dekh ke kehne lagi ki, “Aap jab so rahe the, tab maine aapka khada lund dekh liya tha aur mujhe chudai ka bahut man ho raha tha.”

To maine kaha, “7 baje taiyar rehna aur ghar pe kehdo ki ghar aane mein late hoga.”

Maine shesh bache time mein watchman se kaha, “7 baje main gate bandh kar dena aur bahar ki light bhi… mujhe sample flat ki safai karwani hai.” Aur unhe 1000 ki patti di ki andar koi aa na sake.

Shaam 7 baje bahar ki sab lights bandh karke aur bag leke main piche ke raste se bahar gaya. Cigarette light ki aur Sudha ji ko call lagaya. Maine kaha ki, “Aap apna bag leke aur 1 bhk ki sample flat ki chaabi leke vahan pahucho – main aata hu.”

Unhone kaha, “Theek hai…”

Main bhi 5 minute mein vahan pahucha. Sudha ji andar ke kamre mein thi; mera wait kar rahi thi. Maine darwaza lock kiya aur bag vagerah rakh ke andar gaya.

Main andar jaate hee uske jism ko sarhane laga. Pehle to maine usko lip kiss karna chalu kiya aur kurte ke upar se hi uske boobs dabane laga. Starting mein voh saath nahi de rahi thi. Thodi der baad, voh bhi saath dene lagi.

Aise maine uska kurta utaar diya aur salwaar bhi utaar diya. Ab voh sirf bra panty main thi. Woh bhali hi 35 ki thi par usne andar se black bra aur panty pehni thi jo aur bhi zyada sexy lag rahi thi.

Ab maine uske jism ko khaana chalu kiya. Usko lip kiss karne laga. Uske bra ke upar se boobs dabane laga aur voh bhi ab saath de rahi thi. Kiss karte karte voh mere shirt ke button kholne lagi. Fir maine uski neck pe kiss karne chalu kar diya aur uske peeth pe haath ferne laga. Woh bahut hi zyada uttejit ho rahi thi.

Usne bhi meri pant utar di aur mere underwear bhi utaar diya. Maine bhi uski bra ko ek haath se hi unhook kar diya aur panty faad di. Ab hum dono ekdum nange the. Maine jhat se uski chut mein ek ungli daali to pata chal voh to bahut zyada gili ho chuki thi.

Ab maine use zameen pe lita diya aur uski chut chaat raha tha aur voh mera lund muh mein leke chus rahi thi. Hum dono 69 position mein thodi der tak rahe. Aur fir kuch 20 minute baad usne mera paani nikal diya aur usne bhi apne paani nikal diya. Hum dono ne ek dusre ke paani pee liya.

Usne mera lund chusne chalu rakha aur mera lund fir se khada kar diya. Ab main uske boobs dab raha tha aur choos bhi raha tha. Woh mere sar ke baalo main haath fer rahi thi. Uske boobs chooste chooste main uske boobs ko kaat bhi raha tha jo usse aur uttejit kar raha tha.

Ab usne mera lund khada kar diya tha aur maine unse kaha, “Sudha ji, condom to nahi hai.”

To voh itni zyada garam ho chuki thi ki usne kaha ki, “Pehle to mujhe Sudha ji mat kaho aur ab direct daal do.”

Maine usko lip kiss kar raha tha aur uske boobs bhi dab raha tha. Fir maine apna lund Sudha ki chut ke muh pe set kiya aur ek dhakka mara. Uski to cheek hi nikalne wali thi ki maine usko kiss karna chalu kiya aur mera adha lund andar chala gaya.

Main kuch der ruka. Fir aur ek dhakka mara jisse mera pura lund uske andar chala gaya. To vo chillane ki koshish karne lagi par uski awaaz dab gayi.

“Ummmmmmm… Ummmmmmmm…”

Usne shayad pehli baar kisi ka itna mota lund liya tha. Main to use kiss kiye jaa raha tha aur uske boobs bhi dab rah tha. Fir jab mujhe laga ki voh shant hui hai, tab maine uski chudai chalu kar di.

Ab use bhi maza aa raha tha aur voh bhi gand utha utha ke mujhse chudwa rahi thi. Aur keh rahi thi, “Akshay, mujhe aur chodo. Aaaaaahhhhhhhh… Aahhhhhhhhhhh… Ummmmmmm… Akshaaaaaaay, meri chut faad do…”

Maine uski chudai jaari rakhi. Thodi der baad, maine use apne upar aane bola. Ab vo khud se mere lund pe kud rahi thi aur use bahut maza aa raha tha. Fir maine use ghodi banaya aur bahut tej chudai chalu kar di. Woh chillane lagi.

Kuch 1 ghante ki chudai ke baad, mera nikalne wala tha aur usne to already 2 baar paani nikal diya tha. Ab vo teesri baar nikalne wali thi.

Maine usse pucha ki, “Kaha nikalu?”

To usne bola, “Andar hi nikal do.”

Aur hum dono ne 5 minute mein saath mein paani choda. Mera to itna zyada paani nikla ki uski chut se paani bahar aa raha tha aur voh use apni ungliya se leke chaat rahi thi.

Mujhe Sudha ke chehre pe alag level ki santushti dikh rahi thi. Uske baad, usne kapde pehne aur maine bhi kapde pehne aur hum ghar ke liye nikal pade.

Uske baad, jab bhi mujhe aur Sudha ko mauka milta, hum chudai karte the.

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This is a fictional story series.

Monday

Raj woke up at 7 am and started to get fresh and put on a fresh pot of coffee. He was expecting his guest in about half an hour.

He let out a grateful chuckle because his guest had changed so much about his life, and the position he currently found himself in wouldn’t be possible without her.

Guest? Actually, she was his college junior named Padma, a fiery, dark skinned, curly-haired 5-foot-3 girl from Kerala. This Malayali girl had brought about so much change in his life that he was forever indebted to her ever since that car ride around 8 months ago.

Raj was actually a shy, introverted child controlled by his strict, rich and overbearing parents. He had now secured an out-of-state college admission. His parents bought him a flat in the poshest building near his college. They sent a driver with him.

He was to pick him up and drop him off, to and from college and watch him like a hawk 24/7. It was all going well when the driver stole money and disappeared. This forced Raj to ask for his freedom, to manage things himself. His parents, seeing him be a little more confident and willing to shoulder responsibility, let him be.

That newfound freedom allowed him to roam a bit more after college hours and be with his friends. During a festival, he found himself at the home of one of his friends for a get-together. When he was leaving, that’s when he saw Padma waiting for some public transport.

They had interacted a little at the party, so he approached her and said, “Hi, Padma. I’m driving back to college. I can drop you off at the hostel if you don’t mind”

Given it was getting darker and the college hostel was still about an hour and a half away, Padma agreed. They got into the car and drove off. The car ride was more of Padma being confident, taking charge of the conversation. Raj found himself easily opening up to her, talking confidently and smoothly.

They did not even realise when they had reached their destination. They exchanged numbers and started talking a lot more. Texting for hours, meeting up at the local juice shop for a little bit.

Soon, they were healthily flirting with each other, laughing at each other’s jokes, and touching each other whenever they could get the opportunity.

Soon, the hormones of youth flooded them, and the texts started getting more intimate. Raunchy messages and raunchier images were shared. Descriptions of what they would do to each other if they could find themselves alone were all they could talk about.

And that day came about 3 weeks later. Padma’s hormones had been running absolutely wild that she bunked the last lecture of her day, knowing Raj would be free and told him to pick her up immediately. Horny, free and having a place of his own, Raj jumped at the opportunity and got her back to his building.

As soon as he closed the door behind her, he grabbed her by the hand and led her to his bed. He pushed her down and initiated a kiss. The weeks of words had been good, but this was the real thing for Raj. He was kissing a girl for the first time in his life.

He was a little overzealous, but it seemed to be working for Padma, who was moaning loudly. She opened her mouth and put her hand behind his head to feel his mouth more and engage him further.

She was enjoying the act of smooching this cute guy she had a crush on and was loving how soft and sweet his lips were. She could feel his urgency as he moved on top of her, simulating his want for sexual intercourse. She was no stranger to sex, having had an ex before this with whom she did a lot.

They broke the kiss, breathing heavily. Raj moved on to kissing Padma’s neck and sucking on it. Padma could only moan, “Oh, baby!”

He kissed her neck while his hands roamed over her stomach and waist. Padma had a tight body. It was fit and toned with no sign of loose fat. She had small B cup mangoes that she highlighted in slight push-up bras and form-fitting t-shirts. It was never obscene, just tantalising enough.

Raj was now on those cute little boobs as he sucked on the little flesh that was protruding out from her top. Both couldn’t take it anymore. They both removed all their clothes. Raj marvelled at the sight of her tight, compact frame. Padma appreciated his 6-inch-long but absolutely thick, girthy dick.

It would stretch her out really well. Raj went back to kissing Padma as she spread her legs for him. They both fumbled awkwardly for a little bit due to Raj’s inexperience, but Padma adjusted her angle and guided his cock, straight into her.

“OH MY GOD!” they both let out as weeks of foreplay culminated in their first sexual encounter. Raj couldn’t believe how warm and wet a pussy felt while Padma enjoyed the feeling of a cock inside her. They resumed their kissing as Raj began to fuck Padma in missionary style.

He thrusted his hips in and out of her, shoving his cock in and out, occasionally losing his track before he began to feel the lengths and depths of Padma’s hot, wet cunt. Once he established his rhythm, there was no stopping him.

He continued to fuck Padma’s pussy with great enthusiasm, enjoying his first sexual experience. Not letting on that he had been a virgin till that point.

As he slammed away into Padma’s cunt, her hair splayed to the sides, and her moans only became louder. She hugged him tightly and wrapped her legs around his lower back, completely wrapping up her small frame around him. His cock plunged in and out of her pussy

“OH MY GOD! YES BABY, YES! KEEP GOING!” grunted Padma lustily in Raj’s ear as his thrusts in and out of her began to pick up pace. He could not describe how heavenly Padma’s tight pussy felt as he split her pussy with every move.

10 minutes, he banged her to the best of his ability. Padma felt the slick walls of her pussy, gripping onto that cock, without ever intending to let it go. Raj’s thrusts now became shorter and quicker as he felt his climax building up. The tightness of the pussy around his cock was too much for him.

He erupted right into Padma’s warm pussy. Raj let out a huge moan as he felt his balls contract and shoot a barrel of cum into Padma. Padma, for her part, who had been enjoying the fucking so far, held the cute boy as his cock twitched inside her.

She could feel a warm fluid filling up inside her cavity. She kissed him while he climaxed till every drop had left his body. He pulled out and immediately went, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have cum inside you, but your pussy is so good. And we got into it so fast. I wasn’t thinking. Sorry!”

He looked panicked. Padma quietly hugged him and pulled him closer and said, “Hey, hey, it’s okay! I’m in my safe period now. It’s okay. I really liked it and you felt amazing inside me, so don’t worry and we’ll be careful next time, okay.” With a smile.

Raj calmed down a little, and once he felt assured, he grinned cheekily and said, “There’s going to be a next time, huh?”

Padma smiled and grabbed his cock that was now stiffening up again and said, “Oh yes, and it starts now!” With that, she thrust it back into her. She made him fuck her till her climax hit her, and she peaked hard.

Raj and Padma shared a tender, loving kiss and enjoyed their post sex bliss. They hugged and fell asleep for a little bit, but they woke up soon after when Padma’s friends called for her whereabouts. One little fuck session later, she left satisfied.

Raj relaxed as he enjoyed the loss of his virginity and sex with a woman. Now that Raj and Padma had discovered good sex, they were pretty much dying to keep having more sex. Two or three more weeks went by before they could get together again. They fucked like animals in mad heat.

This time, though, Padma made her intentions very clear. She was already a freak in bed. She presented Raj with her ass and told him to fuck her there as well. Raj, more than happy to try something he had only seen in porn, discovered the pleasures of anal sex.

They continued to fuck each other every Monday before their needs overpowered rational thought. Padma would go for a run every morning. One Monday, she went out like any normal day, but cut right into the lane that led to Raj’s house. That was the first morning she had rung his bell at 7:30 am.

Her cute little tits stuffed in that sports bra. Her tight stomach and deep navel glistened with sweat. She unzipped her jacket in front of a now fully alert Raj. It was the beginning of their morning sessions. Raj slammed her against the wall and fucked her hard for an hour before she had to leave to get ready.

And so it became their ritual. Padma came sharp at 7:30 in the morning to Raj’s house. She got on her knees to give him a blowjob before he fucked her pussy. In the evening, around 5 pm, she found herself in the flat again, only this time, she was getting her ass fucked.

Raj recounted all this, and the bell rang. A horny, dusky, curly-haired, fiery 5-foot-3 girl entered and got down on her knees and took his cock into her mouth.

That’s all for this part. I intend to write a new girl for every day, so be on the lookout for the next parts and do write to me at [email protected] with your feedback and reviews.

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After sightseeing the whole day, the husband was a bit tired and wanted to go to sleep. But his sexy maal wife had other plans as she climbed over him and grabbed his soft dick. The young and horny wife gives her partner an amazing blowjob, stimulating not only his dick, but every inch of his body. The heavenly cock-sucking, along with the slutty expressions of his spouse, were more than enough to bring the hubby to action. He rolls over his beautiful wife, sucks her juicy boobs, and then fucks her in that hotel room bed for the next half an hour before finally calling it a day.

This is a fictional story series

Wednesday

It was 7:30 pm, and Raj was leaving the gym after an exhausting workout. As he packed up, he exchanged glances with a fellow gym goer. She just nodded and took out her phone to text something.

“I’ll be a little late today. I’ll reach by 9:30, maybe. You start without me if you want.” The message read

He replied – No worries. I’ll wait.

Another text- Cool. What will we be watching?

His response – The usual. Unless you are feeling something else?

She responded – Nah, it’s good. See you at around 9:30. Bye!

Raj left after receiving his confirmation and got home, showered, and changed. He lay tired after his workout and awaited the arrival of his partner for tonight, the girl he was texting, Sharayu. Sharayu was the girl who had matched with him on a dating app he was on.

He had spent months on it without any luck before she matched with him. The common thread between them is that they attended the same college, though in different branches. They worked out in the same gym together.

She had been upfront about it from their first conversation. She had messaged him saying, “It is good to put a name to the face. Seen you in college and the gym a couple of times.”

He was more than happy to be chatting her up. Sharayu was a beautiful girl with her oval face shape, big, brown almond eyes, and a straight nose. She had medium-sized lips with a gentle, subtle curve to her mouth.

Her facial symmetry was accentuated by the fact that she had a shoulder-length bob cut that suited her perfectly. A small nose ring on the left nostril. She was definitely pretty to look at. Also pretty to look at was her thick frame.

Naturally gifted with a pear body shape, the gym was where her body had become more than desirable. Her waist was well defined with curvy hips, an ample bottom, and thick thighs. Her loose and easy-going sense of clothing hid her hot body well. But Raj knew better than most the wonders of her body.

It had been a rather surprising gathering of knowledge that had Raj and Sharayu in bed together. But he was glad that he had kept an open mind because he was not experiencing the proclivities of Sharayu anywhere else.

In their initial days of chatting, Raj had messaged her one day, “Hey, what’s up? What are you up to?”

She replied, “Nothing, watching some porn. Will get myself off in a bit.”

Raj was stunned; he had not spoken to any girl who had so freely admitted something like this. He replied, “You’re kidding?!”

She was not. She sent him a small video of her laptop in front of her, a porn video open, her thick thighs also visualised in frame.

Raj was amazed by her frank openness and nonchalant attitude. Before he could respond with anything, she sent another text asking, “What kind of porn do you watch?”

He didn’t want to appear prudish or someone who could not handle a woman’s sexuality. He responded, “Usual guy stuff. MILF, lesbian, incest.”

She replied – Cool.

Not wanting the conversation to die down here or to shoot his shot, in a moment of daring, he texted back – Maybe we could watch it together sometime?

It was a fluke shot; no way a hot girl like Sharayu would be open to watching porn with a guy she was talking to. He cursed himself for being uncool and acting like an idiot. In fact, he began to overthink way more because she stopped replying.

It was a couple of hours later when she replied, “I would not mind watching it with you, but you cannot make it weird…or at least weirder than I already am.”

He texted back cautiously, not wanting to blow his chance, “What are you talking about?”

She explained, “Look, I’m a very horny girl. I think a lot about sex. But at the same time, I have a very conservative outlook in the sense that I want to be a virgin for my husband. Because of this, guys usually get turned off, or they try to be cool but subtly keep trying to change my mind.”

“I got so fed up with this behaviour that I turned to porn and masturbation. I know what works for me now, but I need a guy to just be cool with the situation and go along with me. We can have “fun” without the actual penetrative sex part. But no one is ever ready for that, and I can’t find anyone like that either.”

Raj was speechless. He had never heard anyone describing what she was. “Fun without the sex,” he had no idea what she meant. But he was curious, horny, and definitely willing to do whatever it entailed to get a chance with her. He messaged back saying, “I’m ready for whatever it is you want to do.”

She simply messaged him with a sarcastic tone,  “Yeah, that is what they all say.”

He responded, “Look, I’m serious. Give me a shot. I’m down to try whatever you want. It’ll be something new for me to experience. Sex will happen; this will not.”

Sharayu was actually impressed with his response and decided to give him a shot. She wrote to him, stating, “Okay. You can’t come over because I stay with some flatmates. Do you stay at a room where we can be alone?”

He just sent her his location saying he lived alone. Sharayu showed up at his flat and was impressed with how tidy it was for a single guy. They just chatted for a little bit.

He addressed the awkward situation they were in, “So, like, how do you want to go about this. I’ll be honest. I haven’t watched porn with anyone before, much less a hot girl like you.”

She just chuckled, “Call me hot and I’ll walk out the door. I need you to think of me as someone who is sitting next to you, like in a movie theatre. Think of it like you are sitting next to me and watching a movie. Just a porn movie, however!”

This caused him also to laugh, and that awkwardness eased. They set up on the bed, each on their side with their laptop in the middle. She let him pick the video. They began to watch that porn video in front of them. His body responded immediately, and his dick was rising in his track pants.

He watched uncomfortably before the strain of his dick got too much for him. He pulled down his tracks and let his cock spring free, and began to stroke it. Sharayu noticed him and let him be. She just nodded at him while he started to jack himself off.

The porn actress was hot, one of his favourites. A cute face with big boobs. He looked at her and stroked himself, just as he had so many times before. He didn’t want to shoot too fast, so he changed his rhythm, edging himself, taking his time, letting himself enjoy this situation.

Sharayu was watching the video and the guy masturbating next to her. She was slowly getting turned on. She was enjoying herself and feeling the wetness grow between her legs. She pulled down her jeans, just enough so her hand could find itself in between her legs. She started to play with herself, too.

They watched the video together almost till the very end, and by that time, they were both going at it furiously. It was an incredibly charged situation. The moans coming from the laptop, mixed with their own, filled the room. Their hands worked on their organs.

They both enjoyed the tease of having the opposite sex so close yet so far. They rubbed together for a little while before Raj came first. His climax hits hard, cum erupts from his dick and shoots everywhere. Seeing his climax triggered Sharayu, and she cum even harder, her whole body shuddering.

They both were breathing heavily as the video ended. They looked into the black blankness of the screen as they panted, having enjoyed this masturbation session between them.

He said, “That was fucking intense, Sharayu. I have never done anything like that.”

She just smiled as she continued to play with her clit in soft circles, “I know. It felt really good. Thanks for being cool. You mind if I watch another one?”

Raj, who was tired, shrugged indifferently and went to clean himself up. He got her back some tissues while Sharayu continued to watch another porn video. He lay next to her and watched the lesbian action scene before he felt his dick stirring to life, again.

They watched the video together before they each climaxed. Sharayu let out a contented sigh and smiled towards Raj, “Thanks,” she said, “I really could do this more often with you.”

Raj was overjoyed with the revelation, and the pair began to watch porn and masturbate together more often. They watched all sorts of videos as they got off again and again and again. Sharayu, having noticed his attraction towards tits, began to reward him with hers.

She had showered, changed, and come from the gym to his place. He was already watching another video with a woman giving a boobjob to the man. She was comfortable enough with him to take off her top. Being in just a bra and panties was not unusual anymore.

But she was a little more turned on than usual that day. Having liked his respect for her boundaries, she knelt in front of him and slipped his dick between her B-cup tits. He held it in her black sports bra.

Raj groaned happily as he felt his dick get enveloped by those soft boobs. She pushed her tits together and asked Raj to thrust. Raj happily began to slide his dick up and down her cleavage. His shaft gets lost in between her mounds.

The tightness of the passage and the softness of her boobs had Raj lost in a world of pleasure. His thrusts started to become rapid and erratic, switching between full and mini thrusts. He could feel his body building to the inevitability of the situation.

As the blood flowed to his cock and his nerves got excited, he held on to Sharayu’s tits involuntarily and began to stroke harder. A few thrusts later, he groaned as his cum shot flew out of his dick, hitting her chin before painting her tits in a coat of white.

She let out a soft chuckle and smiled as he recovered, “You really liked that, huh?” Raj thrust again weakly between her tits before his soft cock slipped out from beneath her bra.

This elevated their relationship. Sharayu was even more comfortable with him. Often giving him titjobs, handjobs, and making sure he finishes as she does. Walking around with even less clothing in between sessions to the point where they were literally naked in front of each other.

But not once did Raj cross any boundary with Sharayu. Their non-penetrative intercourse was at the point where they lay spooning each other. They watched more porn together.

It was during one such session with Sharayu nestled comfortably in his arms. His dick is resting on her ass. She slowly ground away on it. Raj softly grabbed her waist, holding it in place while he adjusted his position.

“Sharayu, I’m not going to force you or break your no sex rule, but do you think I could go a little further than this?” he said, as he cupped her small breast, lightly massaging the tender flesh.

“What do you mean?” Sharayu asked, stiffening up just a little.

“Thigh jobs, Sharayu. I have been drawn to those beauties of yours since the start. They look, they feel heavenly, and all I think about these days is…” he gently guided his cock in the tiny gap between her thick, well-muscled thighs.

She gasped, and Raj waited. His dick fit snugly against her pussy lips. He was not about to break his promise to his friend. Sharayu felt the warmth of his meat against her. She let out a faint moan as he pulled her closer to let his cock feel even more of the flesh of her thighs.

Sharayu turned back to look at him, trust in her eyes, giving him an unspoken yes. Slowly and gently, Raj began to move back and forth, back and forth, rubbing himself against her body. Sharayu mewled with her eyes closed. She squeezed his cock with her thighs.

Her pussy slowly began to leak out her love juices onto his shaft, which smeared it along her labia. One of her hands moved down to her clit, brushing against his dick, each time he moved in between her. The precum on the tip of his dick was the perfect lube for her clitoris.

Sharayu moaned, and he groaned as the rhythm of his thrusts settled into one of slow pleasure seeking. His hardness against the softness of her pussy lips. The constant stimulation of his head with her fingertips.

As he moved forward, the feeling of her thighs on his dick had both young lovers getting louder as they got more aroused. Now, both were completely lost in this sensual pleasure, heightened by the fact that Raj had found a small portion of her neck and was sucking on it gently.

He thrust himself between her heavenly thighs and continued to suck on her neck, the slickness of her cunt making each push easier. He slid himself in between again and again till he finally climaxed.

A torrent of cum sprayed out in front of them, till a slower stream oozed out from his tip, falling onto her thighs. Sharayu slowly squeezed his dick with her thighs, pressing them together. She moved her hips to coax the last remnants of his cum to smear the inside of her thighs.

Sharayu released his cock from between her legs and focused on herself. She was already very close, a few more rubs on her engorged clit, and she trembled as her orgasm lit up her body. Both of them lay next to each other, breathlessly, like the first time they had masturbated together.

This last frontier of non-penetrative sex was the establishment of their trust. Raj and Sharayu spend every Wednesday evening watching porn before his cock finds itself between her loving thighs.

That’s all for this part. Do write with your feedback and reviews at [email protected].

Hello folks, how are you? I know my stories are long and slow, but as I am new, I like to explain everything. I am explaining everything in life piece by piece, breaking it down into various parts, and I am happy that most of you have provided your feedback.

Bangalore girls and ladies will be waiting for your feedback. Ping me on my Google Chat ID, which I will provide at the end.

So, about me: I am your Sandeep Sandy from Bangalore with an average build body and dusky like a South Indian, about 5’6” height with a dick of 5-6” and thick to satisfy anyone. I am quite an all-rounder, not just with my dick; even my fingers and tongue can make you feel heaven.

So, coming to the queen of the story: it’s Neha, a quite chubby one with stats of 36-30-35. Not so chubby, but she has the right amount where it’s needed. Ya, she is damn hot with fair skin, and she wears tight tops and jeans to show her curvy body, which I still can’t forget.

If you haven’t done it already, I request you all to read the previous parts of this series to get a better experience of my story.

So, previously, I have explained how we both enjoyed a video call and then came to my room, where we both started to kiss. Then, she gave me a nice blowjob, and I gave her a licking and fingering. And we had almost around 4-5 rounds of crazy and wild sex, which filled the bedroom with our sweat smell.

We discussed more about our fantasies, and we both came to know that we had the same kind of fantasy of having sex in a pool, an open space, and an office space. The other two were a bit difficult, but having sex in an office was a bit easier, so we decided to make it happen.

Our office was a small start-up firm with a limited number of employees. Since it was a start-up, most places were not under CCTV surveillance, like the conference room and pantry area, and whenever we used to pass through those areas, I used to grab her tots or slap her ass and make her horny even though she did the same by touching my dick.

We used to work on the same project, and most of the time we used to sit next to each other as if there was no one around us. She used to grab my dick under the table on my pants and used to give nice squeezes or rub, and I did the same to her pussy.

Sometimes we used to work after office hours for quick submission or an emergency, and we used to do all these naughty things without getting noticed under CCTV. One fine Friday, my manager told me that CCTV was under maintenance till Monday. I texted her the same thing, and we both were happy. We completed most things that day, and kept no pending work for the next day. We thought of staying out in the office to have fantasy sex come true.

We completed our work and we went back to our room on foot and we had a conversation,

Me: Wear a nice free-access dress tomorrow. I will need to be in the mood to remove your dress.

Neha: Do you want me to wear a mini skirt?

Me: If you do so, every other boy will fuck you, and I won’t get a chance, so I will try that other time

Neha: So jealous, Ha, don’t worry, I am only yours

Me: Ya, your body is mine for now, and mine is yours

Neha: ok, Sir, will wear that, which makes sense, as you wash to remove

We went to our room and had a nice video call session, then sexted, and we slept.

Morning, we met again, and to my surprise, she was wearing an easy kurthi kind of dress. I was so happy, and we went to the office.

On Entry Day, we were busy with the work to complete it by the end of the day, so that evening we could enjoy an office sex session. Around 5, we completed our work and started to leave, as we had a lot of work to do. Slowly, by around 6:30, the office got empty.

We made sure that the office was empty and the CCTV was not working, and then we moved toward the pantry. As we entered the pantry, we both hugged and kissed for about 15 minutes without a break. I was pressing her boobs and ass over her dress.

She was pressing my dick over my pants. My hand slid into her pants, and I pressed her ass and rubbed her pussy. She pressed my dick by putting her hand in my pants.

I just lifted her and made her sit on the pantry slab, and I pulled her pants down by untucking them. As soon as I saw the wet pussy, it was waiting for my tongue. With no time, I started to lick her pussy. With pleasure, she held my head and pressed it against her pussy.

She was mounting and pressing my head, pressing it to her pussy. For about 10-15 minutes, I licked her pussy. I then came near her face and started to kiss her. Then I removed her top and again kissed her by pressing her boobs and licking her cleavage.

I removed her bra and started to suck her nipples and bite her boobs. She was horny. She just came down and pulled my pants and started to give a blowjob like she was hungry for sex over months. She almost did it for 20 minutes. I cum twice just for her crazy blowjob. She is dam good.

I made her sit on the slab again. I started to jerk off my dick and started to fuck her in a standing missionary position. I started slowly fuck her, gradually increasing my speed. She was moaning with every thrust, making me hard and wild.

She moaned while her tits bounced up and down with every thrust. We continued like this for about 20-30 minutes. And I kept fucking her with increasing speed in the missionary position on top of her.  I had a nice view of her cute face and her tits bouncing against my chest.

I made her bend in doggy style with the slab support. I started to jerk off my dick and started to fuck her in a standing doggy position. I started fuck her, gradually increasing my speed. She was moaning with every thrust, making me hard and wild.

And I kept fucking her with increasing speed in the doggy position. While fucking, I was kissing her back, and I was pressing her boobs. We did this tile at 8:30, we did 2 rounds in each position, we cum like 3-4 times. We were completely soiled in our wet sweat.

We both took a rest and went to the washroom to clean ourselves, and we headed back to my room. We both wanted to have a nice baked cuddling, so we came to my room, and we slept naked till Monday morning. And we spent another nice, sexy weekend in my room.

So, this was my first sex experience in an office space, and we did it often after this moment. We used to meet often, whenever we got time, some in my room, some in the office, and on vacation. I will explain the vacation part where we both were naked for 2 days in the room, and we tried the wildest sex.

I hope you people have liked my stories, and I am open to your feedback. And as I mentioned at the beginning, I am waiting for girls and ladies who are up for fun without commitment in Bangalore.

You can ping me on the given Google ID: [email protected]. Please share your feedback, and thanks for your support.

Hi friends, Victor here. Let me share a little slice of my real life with you.

I’m 35 years old, based in Ahmedabad, Gujarat. I stay alone in my own apartment, while my family lives in my native place. Living by myself gives me freedom. The kind where nights are mine to enjoy, my thoughts are mine to explore, and my desires are mine to indulge.

Life, to me, is simple: earn well, eat well, and fuck well. That’s all we really need. Keep things uncomplicated, stay happy, spread happiness, and most importantly, live a beautiful and satisfying sexual life. At this age, I’ve learned to understand what a woman truly wants.

Men like me are calm, confident, and know how to make a woman feel desired. I don’t believe in limits—it’s all about the body, the chemistry, and the thrill of adventure. When passion flows freely, sex becomes so much more intense, so much more unforgettable.

Let’s start the Story Friends,

Riya had just moved in next door with her new husband. From the outside, she looked like the perfect newlywed bride—radiant smile, graceful charm, and the glow of a woman starting her new chapter. But behind that smile, I could sense something else, a quiet hunger.

Her husband was always busy—early mornings, late nights, endlessly chasing money. Riya, though, was left alone, her desires unfulfilled. And sometimes, when our eyes met across the balcony or in the hallway, I could see it. The unspoken craving in her gaze.

There was a mysterious attraction in her that could not always be explained through any words. I had to accept the hard reality that I could be just the tiniest little bit interested in her. At an early age, Riya was fair-complexioned, chubby, and tall. Maybe 5.7, with lovely short hair and a perfectly hot body.

She had a fabulous pair of boobs and a perfect, round ass. Her thighs were just a bit fleshier. As she walked and looked around, she had eyes that would speak on her behalf. Her measurements would be 34C, 32, and 34. Perfect mouthful and a handful of body to play and suck.

One afternoon, while parking my car, I saw her with three bags full of groceries. She was waiting for someone to help her carry the bags to the 1st floor, where she and her husband are living. I parked my car and started walking towards her. She saw me.

But when I reached near her, she couldn’t ask for my help because till then. We were both unknown to each other. I want this kind of opportunity to talk with her and ask her if she needs any help.

Me: I think if someone needs help, then ask for it.

She: (smile nervously) I am new here. The guests are coming to our home today, and I can’t put bags on someone whom I don’t know.

Me: I am your neighbour; my name is Victor. May I help you?

She: (still smiling nervously) Yeah, I am Riya, Vishal’s wife, your next apartment neighbour, but my husband will come and I will get my work done.

Me: Okay.

She: Thank you for asking.

Me: Mention not.

She smiled at me, and I passed through her. After 15 to 20 minutes, I went to my balcony to smoke and saw her there in the same condition. I started smoking while looking lustfully at her. She noticed me after some time and gave me a smile.

I make a plan to chat with her and go to her.

Me: If you need help, you can tell me. I am not a monster or anything.

She: It’s not like that. I don’t have the key to our house. If you help me, I have to stand outside our house instead of this gate.

Me: Oh, then where are the keys?

She: Vishal (her husband) had to come early today from his office, so I gave the keys to him, but he is not home yet, and I am stuck here because of him.

Me: If you both are employees, then you have to arrange separate keys.

She: You are right, but we moved here just 15 days ago and are not getting any extra time for shopping, etc.

Me: If you don’t mind, you can take a rest at my house. By the way, I am a bachelor, but you can trust me.

She: No, no, I am okay here.

Me: Have you called your husband and talked about this situation or not?

She said nothing and was thinking about something in her mind, so I asked her a second time.

She: Yeah, but actually no. My mobile battery has died, and I can’t do anything except wait for Vishal.

Me: Chaos created well.

She: I know he will come, don’t you worry, and thanks for asking

Me: Okay, I am free now, and if you and your husband need anything. You can ask me, if possible, I will definitely help.

She: Yeah, sure, we will.

Me: Okay

As this discussion was over, I walked towards my apartment’s gate, and she called out to me.

She: Hello, Mr., can I ask for your small help as a neighbour?

Me: That’s why I came to you, but you denied, and now you’re asking for small help. Okay, I will help if possible, and it will make me happy to help this beautiful lady.

She: (blushed) Can I borrow your mobile to call Vishal, please?

Me: Yeah, that’s a good idea. I also lost in your beauty and can’t think of this idea.

She was smiling. I gave her my mobile and she dialled the call to her husband, but he’s not answering. After three calls, he picked up the call and said

Her husband (Vishal): Who’s this?

She: It’s me, Vishal, my phone is dead, and I am at home with all the vegetables and goods, but the keys are with you. You have to come early today, but you are still not home.

Vishal: I was working, and whose mobile is this?

Her husband was not thinking of her position but instead inquired about the phone. That was a good sign for me.

She: I had borrowed our neighbour’s phone after waiting for you to come for the last half hour.

Vishal: I am stuck at work here. Can’t you call me before leaving for home?

She: I think you remember that today the guests are coming

Vishal: They are coming in the evening. You can put those goods and vegetables in the security cabin or the garden’s store.

She: What about me? Where do I go till you come? When will you come? And when will I ready the dinner??

Vishal: You can go to your office or to your sister’s house, don’t trouble me. I am working on an important project.

She: Didi’s house is far, and what if they are in the office at this time?

Vishal: I said that I am working on an important project. I have to submit the full report of this project today, so don’t disturb me anymore.

And her husband cut the call. She realised that I was listening to their whole conversation and gave me a very hard smile. Tears are in her eyes, but she controls them.

Me: If you don’t mind, you can come to my apartment and take some rest.

She: I don’t know anyone here, and Vishal is also stuck to his work. He never listens to me or thinks of my situation.

Me: Such a fool he is. If I get this much of a beautiful, hardworking wife, I will always be with her.

She smiled and said that she could at least charge her mobile.

Me: Most welcome, and pick up two bags of her goods.

She: Thanks a lot.

Me: It’s okay.

We both went to my apartment, and she was walking. I was behind her with the two carry bags. She was wearing a white kurti with dark navy-blue jeans. Her hourglass figure was making me mad. Her ass was jiggling as she walked.

After reaching home, she sat on the sofa, and I sat on the chair. She plugged in the charger and put her mobile on charge.

She: It doesn’t look like you are a bachelor.

Me: Why?

She: Your house is very neat and clean. It looks like you stay here with your family.

Me: No, it’s only me and my stuff.

She: Yeah, very nice.

She was looking at all the things and pictures on the wall. She liked the picture and said.

She: I think cricket is our favourite game.

Me: Yes, you can guess by the pictures

She: Yeah, I see.

Slowly, she was getting more comfortable, and she asked me for the restroom. As she got up, I had a clear look at her. She was a nice-looking lady with well-maintained assets. As she turned back and went to the restroom, I waited for her to come back. I sat down there admiring her beauty.

Being a man. I thought, Do I have a chance with her, and I decided no harm in trying. Sometimes, an opportunity may come at the doorstep. Juicy pink lips. Nice broad shoulders, and her pendant is sitting just right at the start point of her cleavage. Shoulder-length hair.

The strap and marking of the bra are clearly visible and hold her most prized assets delicately. They were of good size, certainly mouthful to suck and savour, and a handful to squeeze and play.  As she moved, I could see her round, tight ass. The outline of the panties is clearly visible.

Rest all in the right sizes in the right places. She was definitely desirable. Most importantly, I am always attracted to and inclined toward women who wear a kurti. It was really hot, and despite the fan running at its full speed, I was sweating. We have air conditioners only in our bedrooms.

I switched on both the a/c of our rooms, kept the doors of the room open, and sat in the living room. I felt much better. She came after 10 minutes and looked relaxed. She asked for water, and I gave her a cool drink and told her to take a rest. She saw the photos of me playing cricket and enquired about them.

She was getting more comfortable with each minute passing. She suddenly noticed that both the bedroom doors were open and the a/c was running, and we were sitting in the living room.

She said, “Why are you wasting power and not utilising comfort also?” I instantly replied, “It was very hot here, so I could not find any other way, and how can I invite you to my bedroom right away. I hardly know you.”

She laughed and said, “Yes. There is a point in what you say. But if you know someone, how can you invite them to the bedroom unless both of you want to spend time in the bedroom?”

I said, “It depends. Not all invitations to bedrooms are with bad intentions. And everyone does not go to the bedroom only with one mindset.”

She asked, “What mindset?” I looked towards her and she said, “Ok, ok. Let us stop here. Let us sit in the bedroom.”

This is the first part of the story, friends. I will upload the 2nd part soon. I seduce her and beg me to fuck me very hard to get the pleasure of life.

I hope you all enjoyed this, and please give feedback via Email or Hangout:

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Thank you all.

Hello Everyone,

Harddick here with the next part of my story. In the previous part, we saw how Sree introduced me to her whore mother as my birthday gift. Both mother and daughter soaked my dick in their wet pussies, and proposed to me for marriage. Now let’s see further.

The medicine effect was still there. So even after fucking them for the entire night, I was hard after I woke up. I found Sujata naked and ready to fuck in the kitchen. That medicine kept me hard for a long time with a lot of energy, and we all had a threesome again.

Both mother and daughter were naked the entire time. I fucked Sujata more than Sree, as she was busy setting up the plan to make my mother a slut. Sujata was hornier than her daughter and had amazing fucking skills. She drained my balls in her wet pussy. I loved fucking her more.

When we were done, all of us poured ourselves a drink, and we were sitting naked. Sree made a plan on how to make her slutty.

Now, let me describe my mother to you. Her name is Aparna. She is 53, a trendy woman who would wear leggings with high-cut kurtas, long gowns, but all fully covered, no cleavage show, no sleeveless, etc. I only realised how busty she was when Sree changed her, but she had great breasts.

She was 38D-34-38 with nice tits and a round ass. If I had to compare her, she had a body like Camilla, the porn actress. She had a little tummy and fat in the right places. But neither her ass nor her legs had lost skin. She had a kitty group, quite a social circle, and was tense about my marriage.

I introduced her to Sree as my senior and colleague who stayed in a different city and was here for the project. At first, this helped me be away at Sree’s place to fuck her and Sujata. After work, I would go every day and fuck both women. She started giving me some powder every day, which kept me going.

Sree would come home on the pretext of having dinner. She would praise my mother’s beauty, call her a model and get along very well with my mother. Her tops showed ample cleavage, and sometimes the skirts were mid-thigh only. But my mother was getting used to it.

Sujata gave me some powder and asked me to mix it in Mom’s food. I started adding it to her chamomile tea, which she drank at night. A month later, Sree asked my Mom if she could stay with us. She had to be here for a long time now and did not want to stay alone in another apartment, and my mother agreed.

Now I rented a 2BHK flat, so she and Mom slept in one room on one bed, and I slept in another. Sometimes in the night, we would sneak and have a quickie after Mom had slept. At first, she slept in her pyjamas and tops, with a bra, and she would be uncomfortable.

For a girl who sleeps naked every day, now this was a big change. After a week, my mother understood and asked her to wear anything comfortable that she liked. She was as if waiting for it, and she stripped naked in front of Mom. She wore a gown dress that came to her thighs.

She let Mom look at her curves, bust, and round ass in the thongs purposely.

Mom: “Tera figure kafi achcha hai. Mera bhi aise hi hua karta tha. Menopause ke baad kharab hua.” (Your figure is too nice, mine used to be like this. It got bad after menopause.)

Sree: “Kisne Bola kharab hai? Are apka figure to itna sexy hai, ke mardo ke khade ho jaayenge. Aapne thoda dressing style change kar liya toh aj bhi kitne aadmi mar mitenge.”

(Who said it’s gone bad? It is still hot so that it will raise dicks. If you change your dressing style to modern, a lot of men will fall for you.)

She acknowledged it. She even said that a lot of men tried to hit on her, all these years, but society would have called her a whore, so she got into these ways. Sree had a good talk with her and convinced her to try. That night, she hugged her and slept, letting her boobs touch Mum.

The next day, she took her to Lingerie shopping and made her try some padded bras and thongs. Since she was a bit shy to open the door, she went into the same change room. She picked some for her, too, and got some push-ups for Mom.

Now both were in the same changing room, with my mother naked, flaunting her big melons and round ass in the thongs. She made her try the front-opening push-up, and then those boobs looked so hot. Sree was herself in just her panties, about to try the bra for her.

She made her try the kurta over this, and my mother’s figure looked hot, with that round ass in the leggings. When she was trying on another, Sree purposely went behind Mom, held her boobs and praised her on how big they were.

Sree: “Wow, aunty kya size hai inka? And abhi bhi bhare hue hai. Is bra mein kitne hot lag rahe hai, and Dekho yeh panty mein kya sexy dikh raha. Mard kya idhar main bhi geeli hogayi.”

(Wow, aunty, you look so hot in those. They are so big and healthy. Forget men, even I am wet down there now.)

She kept mauling her boobs, and felt the skin on her neck and kissed it. Mom was getting hot. Sree stopped at that. Mom looked disappointed and went on to change. But she pulled the tissues out, peeled her panties off and wiped her wet pussy in front of Mom.

She made her eyes big, and Sree gave the expression I told you so. Then even mum asked her for one, and now two busty females were naked, wiping their wet pussies. But this incident had opened them up. They bought those. Sree took her to another store.

She insisted that she buy some satin nighties that showed some cleavage. Mum was hesitant but horny as well, so watching herself in that, she bought it. Mom took out the topic of my marriage in front of her. That is when Sree confessed that she liked me, so she took this assignment and asked to stay with us.

My mother asked her about her family members. Sree just talked about her mother, who works for some big people, not exactly what work and stays alone, etc. That night, they were on the bed in their nighties. Both were naked inside and talking.

Sree: “Aapka beta jaroorat se jyaada seedha hain. Uske liye main cleavage dikhati hu, line marti hu par who dekhta nahi.”(Your son is too simple. I am exposing so much in front of him, and he doesn’t even acknowledge)

Mom: “Woh seedha lagta hai, but tharki bhi hai utna, Maine dekha hai Use aise bade ball wali ladkiyon ke porn dekhte hue. Bohat dekhta hai woh, aur hilata hai. Roj uske chaddi mein gira hota hai. Woh bhi manglik hai, aur mere jaise horny hai. Shayad itne se kaam nahi chalega, usko thoda aur rijha. Abhi toh gharpe hi hai tu.”

(He looks like a good boy, but he is a pervert. I have seen him watch busty milf porn and found cum on his shorts every other day. He is as horny as I am. I think you will need to lure him more. Now you spend so much time together.)

Sree:” Aap jaisa?” (Like you?)

Mom: “Haan, main bhi bahut horny thi. Iska baap aur hum pehle ek room kitchen mein rehte the, poore family ke saath. Usmein khatiya ke neeche chodta tha. Mujhe pata nahi, lekin usse logon ke saamne chudna mujhe maza lagta tha. Par fir yeh hone ke baad unhone kam kar diya. Meri bhookh jyaada thi, aag lagti rehti mere andar, toh fir jhagde hone lagte. Aur ek baar bazaar mein mera purana aashiq mil gaya. Baatein hui, aur karte karte dukaan ka shutter band ho gaya. Usne mujhe nanga karke choda aur aag bujhayi. Us din ke baad woh roj dupahar ko chodta tha. Achha chala, hamara 3 mahina hua, par fir mere devar ne ek din mujhe dekh liya aur ghar pe bataya. Toh mere pati ne mujhe nikaal diya. Fir maine hi ise bada kiya hai.

(Yes, I was horny too. His father and I stayed in a 1RK flat. And he would fuck me in the same room under the bed. I felt kinky and loved it. But then after he was born, he got busier earning, and sex was not happening. Once in the market, I found my old lover, and the talk led to sex. Since then, I fucked with him every day for 3 months. But one fine day, my younger brother-in-law saw me and told my husband. He left me afterwards and I brought him up myself.)

Sree: “Aap Shaadi ke waqt virgin Nahi the?” (So you were not a virgin at the time of your marriage?)

M: “No, maine 19 Saal ki age main seal tudwayi thi, Osman se. Bohat damdaar chodta tha woh. But fir meri bua ne humein pakad liya aur meri turant shaadi karwa di. Kyu tu virgin hai?”

(No, I wasn’t. I lost it at 19 to Osman, who fucked me like a bull. But my aunt caught us and got me married. You are also not a virgin, no.”

Sree: “Nahi, main divorcee hun. Mera pati gay nikala. Lekin mere uske pehle bhi 2-3 girlfriends the. Jab malum pada gay hai toh divorce liya maine. Aur aapko pata hai, main media industry mein hun, is post mein aane ke liye mujhe bhi compromise karna padta hai.”

(No, I am divorced as my husband was gay. I had 2-3 bfs before him. And to get to this position also, I had to sleep my way through it.)

I thought that listening to this, my Mom would dislike her. But she sympathised with her. But Sree held on to the qué and again brought her back to the topic of sex.

Sree: “Toh aapne dusri shaadi kyun nahi ki? Ya fir Osman se chhodna jaari rakhti. Itne saalon se kaise bin lund ke rahi aap? Mujhe pata hai, 4 saal se main kaise ungli se kaam chala rahi hoon. Aaj bhi kitni geeli hogayi thi aap? Itni maal ho aap ke, aaj bhi logo ke khade ho jaayenge.”

(Then why didn’t you get married again? Or you should have continued fucking with Osman. How did you manage all these years? Getting through these 4 years was so difficult for me. Your pussy was so wet, too. You need a companion; you are so hot that people will be ready to date you fuck you.

Mom: “Chup, buddhi hogayi main. Yeh koi umar hai sex Karne ki”(Shut up, I am old now. This is not my age to take dicks in me)

Sree:”Kisne Bola Nahi le sakhte. Jab tak chut geeli Hoti hai tab tak lete rehne ka. Trust me, aapse badi aurtein hai, Jo hafte main do teen Baar sex karti hai, infact couples bhi hai Jo sex videos banake paise kamate hai.”

(Who said, you can’t fuck? As long as your pussy gets moist, you should keep fucking. There are women older than you who fuck regularly, and there are couples in their 60s who make a living making sex videos.)

She was not able to believe it. So, Sree opened her phone and showed her Camila creampies profile. She saw her naked photos at first and said she. But Sree insisted on showing her. There were shorts in the profile, and they both saw them.

First was her pussy being licked by her old husband, then was her sucking his dick, then was riding him cowboy style. Then came her strip dance in her spaghetti nightie, then came a video of her doing a threesome with her son and his girlfriend. Sree clicked on it.

By now, we were both interested in it. She was dressed in a robe, naked inside, and catches his son and gf having sex and joins them. Now Sree could feel her breathing heavy; she was playing with her own pussy, already. When she looked at mum, she was also rubbing her clit.

Sree looked at her; they both were horny. She moved forward and gave her a peck on the lips. Their eyes met, and then the peck turned into a full-blown liplock.

They both were horny, and in a sideways hug, clinging, with their boobs pressing each other over the gown and lips locked with each other, while their tongues explored. Sree’s hands went inside her gown and were rubbing her thighs, while the other one went from the top and pressed her boobs. Mum got wild, and her hands were inside Sree’s gown and accessing her pussy, rubbing her clit. They both went like two horny bitches, kissing like crazy. Sree pulled her gown up, and pulled it over her head, then she removed hers, and went on Mom, rubbing her nipples with hers, kissing her lips, then ears, neck, then slowly sucking on her right boob while her right hand pressed her left. She bit her, and mum yelped, then she went down kissing her on her stomach, just above her pussy, while lowering her panties, and then putting her tongue on her wet labia.

It ran shivers through her spine, and now Sree dug her tongue and started lapping her pussy hard.’ Slurrp slurrp’. Mom went mad and was pressing her head into it, while one hand pulled her right boobs, and she sucked them herself. She was at the height of pleasure.

In a few minutes, she pressed hard on Sree’s face. Mom was smiling and catching her breath. Sree removed her panties and went into a scissor position, rubbing her clit on mum’s, as she sucked on her boobs. While Mom had her eyes closed and was enjoying the fuck.

In a few minutes, she was ready for another round. Both their pussies were leaking, and they were both in a sitting scissor position now, rubbing each other’s boobs. Sree then made her lick her pussy, and boy, she loved it. She got her licked for a couple of minutes.

Then she made mum go in a 69 position with her, and both were licking each other’s pussy now. This went ok for 10 more minutes, and both the ladies squirted on each other’s faces.

They both lay close to each other and were catching their breath. They washed themselves and went to sleep naked, clinging to each other as lovers. Mum’s boob was in Sree’s mouth, and her hand was on Sree’s pussy.

What happened next, I will tell you in the next part.

Welcome back to another part of my journey with the charming and vivacious Marwadi woman, Shalini, in Kolkata. Those who have read the earlier two stories will know that I am Rudra. I came into contact with Shalini through a Telegram group. Those who haven’t, please read the earlier parts.

Picking up from where I left off last time. So, Shalini wanted to meet me at her sprawling home in Alipore, and that led to a cunnilingus like never before. Her juices oozed out so much that the sofa she was seated on had a wet spot.

But we had to stop because it was time for her daughter to come home. But she promised we would have unhindered fun.

Shalini is 48, as most of you already know, a mother, a wife and a daughter-in-law. But she craves more. She yearns to explore the world of sexuality, and I seem to have somehow fit in.

After the car blowjob and the cunnilingus, I had started craving for more. I wanted to have more of Shalini. I wanted to touch that skin, feel her parts and rub myself on her naked body.

But after the last meet, it was a long wait. We did speak on texts. Sometimes teasing each other, sharing some photos too. In short, we were getting close. From just normal snaps, things had literally taken a turn towards nudes.

Somehow, we both trusted each other and stopped using timers on the chats. I am glad I could give Shalini that space. Otherwise, in the world we live in, it’s difficult for people to express their desires freely. For women, it’s tougher.
It must have been over a month, and I was craving to meet her.

I had even told Shalini about it. Maybe a coffee date? But she couldn’t. Not that she didn’t wish to, but ‘mothers can’t be choosers.’ Deep within Shalini was also craving for my touch. She had even told me that she was feeling guilty, but things kept getting delayed.

However, one fine morning, Shalini had a plan. Shalini’s grandfather lives in Kharagpur. He’s old and wouldn’t shift to Kolkata with the rest of the family. He lives alone, and she’s been wanting to meet him for a while now. “Would you travel with me to Kharagpur?” she asked.

I usually take a few leaves, so managing a small block shouldn’t be a problem. But then, to the grandfather’s home? Really? However, I didn’t have the heart to tell her no and wanted to meet her desperately. She assured me he lives alone and that he’s too old to move around, and the house has many rooms.

I left the rest to fate and agreed to the plan. Today, when I think about it, I feel it was probably the best decision of my life. Little did I know back then that I was up for experiences I’ve never had before. I told my folks the office is sending me on a tour and left for Kharagpur on a Friday after a half day at the office.

We were to spend the weekend there. I had the address, so reaching wasn’t an issue. By the time I reached, it was evening. The house is slightly away from the main city. Those who have been to Kharagpur would know the air there is different.

In winter, it’s chilly, and a light jumper is mandatory from at least the end of October. I was prepared with mine, as it was already December and upon reaching the house, I found out it’s a slightly secluded property.

A sprawling garden, but mostly overgrown, and a big but old house standing at one corner of the property. From the outside, the house looked tired and worn out. It was evident that not many people lived there. I walked up to the door and rang the bell.

While waiting, I took a glance around and saw that the property is mostly dimly lit. It must have been a while because I had started to feel cold standing outside, but the moment I was about to ring the bell, the doors opened. It was Shalini herself.

“Hey, I am so sorry, you must be getting cold. Actually, all the house helpers are on leave, and it took me a while to open.” Shalini kept talking really fast, and all I could do was keep staring at her with a smile on my face. Suddenly, she realised I was feeling cold but still standing outside.

“I am so stupid! I can do the talking later, please come in,” she said and pulled me by my hand. She could feel my skin had gotten cold. “Ishh! You are getting cold,” she said and quickly wrapped me in a hug.

If I could tell my readers how it felt. Shalini was wrapped in a warm shawl, and when she hugged me, she literally pulled me inside the shawl and wrapped it around me, and we just stood like that. I couldn’t keep my eyes open. The warmth was so overwhelming. It just melted me.

At this point, there was no eroticism whatsoever. It felt very comfortable, very own. We must have hugged for minutes together. Then both of us realised it’s getting awkward. I was the first one to move, and she followed.

“I’ll get you some coffee, but first let me show you to your room,” Shalini said.
I nodded and followed her up a flight of stairs. The house was big, but I could not hear anybody speaking, and I was finally sanguine we won’t be heard.

I asked Shalini about her grandfather. She said he’s resting and we will meet him later. “Sure,” I said and kept following her. The house has two floors. My room was on the first floor. Farthest corner, sprawling like that one usually gets to see at government circuit houses.

Inside, the room felt warm, and I saw a heater smiling from one end of the room. The bed was neatly made, and the room smelled very beautiful. There were fresh flowers in the vase on the side table and towels neatly kept on the bed. It looked as if I had entered a hotel room.

“I hope you liked the room. I tried to make it a little welcoming, but I don’t know,” Shalini softly said while not looking into my eyes. And constantly kept ‘fixing’ things. For instance, she tried fixing one of the gerberas in the vase and moved the towel an inch inside from the side.

I could sense she was nervous, wanted to make things perfect and felt so precious. Taking the bag off my shoulders, I paced up to Shalini and hugged her from behind. “The room looks perfect. You did a great job. Trust me, I like it,” I whispered into her ear.

As if by a spell, my words calmed Shalini, and she collapsed into my arms. This time, it was probably her chance at feeling my warmth. My face was near her neck, and she was resting her head on my shoulder. It was bliss. My arms wrapped around her from behind while her hands rested beneath mine.

Very soon, we both sensed that we had started to sway. As if some music was playing and we were mesmerised by its tune. Once again, we must have been like that for long enough before Shalini literally jolted out of the embrace. “Let me get you a cup of coffee,” she said and darted out of the room.

I was embarrassed myself. Did I go a little too far? But I have literally seen this woman naked, licked her pussy, and she has given me my life’s best blowjob. Then how could a hug get overwhelming? Maybe it’s been a while since the last time I told myself.

I headed to the washroom to get changed into something more comfortable.
I wore fresh clothes and applied some aftershave on my shaved cheeks. It always makes a woman go mmm… I made sure I was clean after the journey and prepared for Shalini.

When I stepped out, I saw Shalini standing with the coffee and wearing a smile on her face. I was obliged and started sipping the coffee. Honestly, I wasn’t used to the Kharagpur winters and was longing for some hot beverage. We then sat and chatted for a while. When it was time, we went for dinner.

There wasn’t anyone there, so Shalini herself served the food. I saw the menu had mushrooms and quickly remembered that we had once spoken about our food choices. I looked at her and smiled. She had a smirk on her face, one that tells, “This is just the beginning.”

Dinner was mostly chatting once again. I got to know some details about her family, and I shared some of mine, but I won’t bore my readers with that. Once done, I offered her my help to move the dishes to the kitchen, but she literally pushed me and asked me to head to my room.

I have a habit of walking after dinner, so I asked if I could go to the terrace for some time. I don’t know what she thought for a moment, and kept quiet for some time before saying “sure” pretty casually. I didn’t question that and walked up to the terrace.

It was cold, but this time I was prepared with warm clothes. A brisk walk is always good after dinner, plus, you never know what could happen in such situations. You would always want to feel light before getting action at night (wink).

The terrace was big but once again dimly lit. Just one light at the door while the rest of it was all dark. Yet, I could see shadows of big trees all along the boundaries of the terrace. It was silent too, just the crickets. I am not afraid of the dark, so I started walking.

After about two rounds, I felt lighter and reached into my pockets for my pack of cigarettes. I took one out and then hunted for the light. Where did I keep it? I tried tapping all the pockets and then remembered that I forgot to bring it with me to the terrace.

I was just about to turn when suddenly a hand lit a lighter in front of the cigarette, and I took a puff. Honestly, this had scared me a bit, thanks to the surroundings. But a glance at the hand was reassuring as I recognised it.
Once the cigarette was lit, the lighter went off.

I was just about to take a long drag when I felt her other hand grab my cock from above my pants, really hard. It was almost at the same time when Shalini pressed her body against mine, and I could feel her round tits pressing hard against me.
I quickly turned around and was shocked. It was cold out here on the terrace, but Shalini was naked. She wasn’t even shivering, standing boldly, wearing her birth suit. I was stunned. I tried to hug her in an embrace, but she wasn’t interested.

Instead, she came close. “I always wanted to get fucked on this terrace. Please make that happen,” she said. She pulled the cigarette from my mouth and started taking long puffs. Shalini’s words have always turned me on. I couldn’t resist anymore. I went straight for her lips.

But something felt off. What’s that smell? She understood that I had gotten a whiff and said, “Sorry, I had to sip some brandy for this,” and bit her lips to show she was sorry. I smiled and locked lips with her. She was hungry, very hungry, and the way she started kissing was making it all the more evident.

We must have kissed for a while, and little did I realise that we had pushed to a dark corner of the roof. When the kiss broke, she started unzipping me. “I have been waiting for this cock ever since that day in the car,” Shalini said while biting her lips. Soon, my manhood popped out and hit her face.

She let out a giggle and started hungrily gobbling it. This woman surely knows how to suck. I couldn’t resist and let out a moan. Even in that cold, Shalini managed to keep me hot with her skills. Who would say she’s 48? Anyway. She kept sucking me just till the point where it was enough to thicken the juices.

When she stood up, she had a wicked smile on her face, and before I could react, she turned around. Bending on the boundary, Shalini spread her legs and looked back at me. “Have you ever fucked an escort?” she asked. I hadn’t and nodded negatively.

She smiled and said, “Then today is that day when you’ll fuck one,” she said, and with her left hand spread her left ass cheek. Those who know her stats, Shalini has a huge ass. It is almost impossible to resist her offer, and I had no mood to stop myself either.

I quickly positioned myself between her legs and started rubbing her pussy from behind. She was literally oozing at that moment. I knew this would be easy. But I was also in the mood to tease, so I started rubbing the entrance with my cock.
I could hear her moans growing louder and see her body moving differently.

This was it. I made the most of the moment and, without any warning, slid my cock straight into her pussy. Shalini let out a gasp, and her body moved ahead due to the thrust. But she repositioned herself and started swaying her ass. I held her waist and played along, but soon started thrusting my cock in and out.

Now this is where an experienced woman is different from a young girl. While I was thrusting her, she made sure to move her ass in such a way that the thumps grew stronger. Basically, when I was pulling out, she was moving her ass forward. When I was thrusting in, she was moving her ass towards me.

Perfect sync. But I didn’t realise that the thumping was so intense that our flesh had started slapping against each other, making the most desired sound two people in heat love to hear. I slowed down. What if Shalini’s grandfather could hear us?

Shalini felt the pace slowing down and looked back. “Don’t slow down, Rudra, fuck me! Fuck me like a bitch.”

“But your grandfather?”

Shalini started laughing. “Just fuck me like a whore will you?”

I was confused. Didn’t Shalini come to Kharagpur to meet her grandfather? I didn’t know what to concentrate on at that moment, so I just stopped thinking. I then lifted one of her legs to the boundary wall and started fucking her mercilessly.

At some time, I started pulling her hair, and Shalini began screaming at the top of her voice. Luckily, the house was at a deserted corner of the street, and the nearest residence was at least 500 metres from there. The corner of the roof where we were fucking was dark, so the fear of being seen was nil.

What could be a better setup? After taking it for almost 15 minutes, Shalini wanted to catch her breath. She asked me to stop, but by then something beastly had entered me. I was in no mood to pay heed. “Rudra, please,” she said, but I didn’t stop.

I kept thumping her hard, sending ripples on her chubby ass every time our skin touched. She understood I won’t stop and then did what only experienced women know. Even while I was fucking her, Shalini reached out and grabbed my balls tenderly and started squeezing them.

This built up tension inside my shaft and soon I felt the urge to cum. I didn’t stop fucking but told Shalini that I was about to cum. She smiled again, this time tiredly. When I was almost there, I pulled out, and she knelt before me and stuck out her tongue.

She even lifted her boobs and looked straight into my eyes. I couldn’t hold on any longer and grabbed her hair with my left hand and shook my cock on her face with the right. Spurt after spurt started hitting Shalini’s face. Some strands went to her hair. Others dribbled down her face and into her mouth.

Some even fell directly on her tongue. I lost count of spurts, but Shalini remained patient until the last drop. When no more came out, I looked at Shalini. I literally created an artwork on her face, and the canvas was all smiles.
Until now, none of us realised how cold it had gotten.

But now, it started hitting the skin. We both decided to rush downstairs. Still wet from my cum facial, Shalini confidently walked down the stairs naked. Her ass was swinging all the while. I couldn’t keep my eyes off, but suddenly remembered. “Shalini, your grandfather?”

Shalini stopped midway, turned around and gave me a wicked smile. What she said next blew my mind. I guess you (my readers) will have to wait for the next part to know what Shalini said.

Till then, if you like what you just read, do drop me a message at [email protected]. I repeat, especially to the men, please do not email me to ask for contact numbers of women. I won’t share. I respect privacy and believe in dignity.

Hello dosto, mera naam Sanny hai – age 28, fit figure. Aur main ye story batane ja raha hun.

Ye tab ki hai jab main recently ek bus se village ke through city ja raha tha jo 16 hours ki night journey thi. So mujhe kuch kaam se apne gaav Rajasthan jana pada tha. Then in return bus ke tickets nahi mil rahe they due to festival season.

U main hamesha AC sleeper coach se travel karta hun but mujhe compromise karke ek Non-AC bus mein jana pada. Main jaha se board kar raha tha, vo first boarding point tha. Fir aage aage log aate gaye. Mujhe single second last single sleeper mila tha.

Main kisi ki taraf zyada dekh ta karta nahi but ek aunty thi; unpe meri nazar pad gayi. Unka naam Minakshi tha. Wo bahot udass lag rahi thi because of her husband, jo drunken bastard tha jisko kuch jaan naa bhaan na hosh.

Or vo apne kuch dosto ke saath aaya tha. Vo 3-couple saath the; unke aage aage 2 sleeper bed the. Saare gents aage ki taraf ek sleeper mein patte khelne or daaru peene chale gaye. Aage vaale 2 no ki wife ek saath so gayi or Minakshi akeli.

Kuch der maine dhyan nahi diya but then mujhe pyass laggi but meri bottle mil nahi rahi thi; shayad kahi gir gayi. Shaam ke 7 baje the; aage ki seat bhari hui thi saari but piche ki seat pe koi aa nahi raha tha.

Then, Minakshi ji ne pucha, “Kya hua? Kya kho gaya hai? itne kyu had bada rahe ho?”

Maine kaha, “Meri pani ki bottle kahi nahi mil rahi.

Tab unhone kaha, “Koi baat nahi… mere paas hai… pee lo.

Then, maine paani peeya or thanks kaha or promise kiya ki hotel par unke liye bhi bottle le aaunga.

Tab unhone kaha, “Koi baat nahi… It’s okay.”

Then, maine dheere dheere baat karna start kiya and unka naam, gaav, sab pucha. Fir maine pucha, “Kya aapke husband hamesha ese rehte hai??”

Tab vo maayush ho gayi or kahi ki, “Main thak gayi hun inke peene ki aadat se… naa ghar par dhyan, na bahar…”

Phir maine bhi kaha, “Haan… itni khubsurat biwi or dekho akela chhod gaya banda..”

Wo blush karli, kyuki unhone kabhi ye nahi suna tha kisi mard ke muhh se.

Minakshi ji ke baare mein bataana bhul gaya – rang gora or chubby si, 36-34-38 figure.

Then wo blush kiye or fir unke husband aa gaye mujh se pucha ki, “Kya kar rahe yaha?”

Maine kaha, bus unchli toh meri pani ki bottle inpe gir gayi so vahi lene aaya tha. Tab usne ghusse mein kaha, “Ab le li toh chale jao.”

Main muh nahilagna chahta so aoni seat pe aagay but Minakshi mujhe dekhte hi rahi but kuch kiya nahi.

Then, bus full thi accept last row toh maine conductor se pucha, “Kyu khali?”

Tab kaha, “Passenger nahi aa rahe or ab koi millega bhi nahi” and hotel aa gayi thi raat ke 9.30 baje.

Main bus se utar gaya or fresh up ho ke tehelne laga. Tab Minakshi ji bhi aayi. Mere paas nahi but durr se aankhe mila rahi thi. Main bhi smile dete raha.

Then, maine pani ki bottle ka promise kiya tha toh maine pani ki bottle ke saath kuch chocolates bhi le liye Minakshi ji ko dene ke liye.

Phir main upar aaya or wo bhi piche piche aayi. Bus almost khali thi so humne baat aage badhai or kaha, “Ye lo… aapki pani ki bottle and aapke liye gift.”

Wo boli, “Iski kya zarurat thi?”

Maine kaha, “Aap itni pyaari ho ki le aaya…”

Toh unhone le li or kaha, “Ye akele khatam nahi hoggi… aap bhi khaao.”

Main: Nahi nahi… ye aapke liye hai.. Khaalo…

She: Arre but mujhse naa khayi jaaye or kahi mere pati ne dekhliya toh dikkat honi phir.

Main: Aap shuru karro pehle… hum bhi khaa lenge.

Unhone bite lena shuru kiya or meri taraf ki. Unhone jaha bite chodi, maine bhi vahi se li or dono ek dusre ki aankh mein aankh daal ke khaate rahe.

Then, at last, unke hoto pe maine chocolate dekhi so main aage gaya or unke hoto ko suck kar liya. Unhone resist kiya but maine second time kiya tab unhone revert kiss kiya.

Maine 2 minute smooch karli or acche se body touch karli but log aagaye so hum alag ho gaye. Ab bus start ho chuki. Uska husband aake bola, “Tu so ja… main aage hi rahunga puri raat…” and wo chala gaya.

Minakshi ne baaki 2 bhabhiyo se baat ki or wo bhi apne bed par aagayi.

Aaj kal ke buses mein sleeping pods type hote hai, full privacy ke liye. So, maine apna door close nahi kiya or unhone bhi nahi kiya. Jab humme laga log shant hogaye, sabne pod close kiye, main utha or unke bed par chala gaya.

Wo thoda shocked ho gayi. Maine gate close kiya or andar se lock kiya. Toh wo shant hui or kehne lagi, “Nahi… koi aa jayega, dear…”

Maine kuch bhi sunne bina unko kiss karli. Unhone bhi acche se kiss ki. Or jab wo shant hui, tab maine kaha, “Tera pati peeke so gaya hoga… kyu tension le rahi ho? Aaj jo raha, usse hone do, jaan.”

Wo kahi, “Koi aayega toh, yaar, dikkat ho jaayegi.”

Maine kaha, “Andhere mein kon dekhega.” She calmed down and agreed.

Then, main unke upar aake kiss karne laga. Unki har body parts ko kiss kiya. Slowly, maine unke pure body ko touch kiya; bahot hi chubby figure tha or short height bhi. Boobs bahot badde the; unki height chotti or zyada bade ass – perfectly round and big.

Unke blouse hata diya; bra kho di; panty bhi nikal di kyu ki ab zyada waqt nahi tha. Kisi ke aane ka darr tha so jaldi khatam karna tha.

Maine apna trouser and boxer utara or apna dick unke pussy pe rakha. Bahot wet ho chuki thi unki pussy; thodee hairs the but acchi thi – koi foul smell nahi.

Usne mujhe pakda or maine dheere se andar slide kiya dick. Unki aankhe badi ho gayi or saanse tej.

She: O ji… bhaisa… bahot mota hai, aapka… dard ho raha… bahar nikalo… uffff… aaaaaahh…

Main: Ye mard ka hai, jaan… pura lena hi hogga… abhi toh aadha gaya hai…

She: Jaan… aaaahh… aaaahhhh…

Main: Ab lena hi hoga, baby. Leeeeee…

And maine pura dheere dheere andar daal diya…

Kuch der jab wo relax hui, tab maine speed badahayi. Ek tara bus ki awaaj or wo suspension ka jump or dusri taraf unki siskariya or jakadna.

Bus ke upar niche hone ke karan, unki pussy mein or zor zor se andar bahar ho raha tha. Meri stroke mehnat kam but taakat zyada thi. Wo moan karre ja rahi thi.

Khidki or parde bandh the so koi dikkat nahi hui but hum pasine se bheeg uthe the. Pure compartment mein ‘pachak pachak, phat phat, aaaaaaaahh, naaaah, uuff llee’ ki awaaj gunj rahi thi.

Kareeb 20 minute tab sex kiya and main jhad gaya. Utni baar, main unka 3 baar jhadna ho chuka tha. Jab maine mera dick bahar nikala, pura cum se latpat tha.

Wo pagal si ho gayi thi or mujhe bahot si chumban de rahi thi.

“Love you jaan… mujhe naa chhodna or chodo…” keh rahi thi. “Main tumhari hun abse…”

But maine kaha, “Mujhe bahar jaake dekh lene do maahol kaisa hai.. Aap kapde pehen lo… main bahar hoke aaya…”

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Then, aage ki story mein next part mein bataunga ki kaise maine unko puri raat choda uske bevde pati ke saamne…

Agar aapko meri story pasand aayi ho toh you can reach to me at [email protected].

Any woman who wants to meet discreetly, we can surely meet discreetly. You wont regret your decision.