Hello readers. This is Malvika Kapoor from Mumbai. I wanted this to write from a long time and in the last few days I had been through a lot and then thought about to assemble all the encounters and write it in a form of a story in parts. Some fiction is also added to make it spicier and dick rising tale for you guys. Suit yourself!
Main Characters :
Malvika Kapoor : A 38 year old lady working at the position of HR manager in a MNC.
Siddhartha Kapoor : A 42 year old man , Malvika’s husband
Riya Kapoor : 18 years old, Daughter of Malvika and Sidhhartha
Aman Srivastava : 36 years old, Sid’s friend
Ishan Khanna : 19 years old , Riya’s boyfriend
Malti Nigam : 28 years old , maid in their house
Story :
26th April 2015 :
I was working on my laptop when I heard a “cling” sound. I heard it again. I minimized the power point presentation and saw that a Facebook tab is opened. I thought that Riya might have forgotten to close her id. I clicked on the tab and saw that there is a message from Ishan, her boyfriend. One part of me told to read it. I opened it and it was a message “Hey sexy! Want to fuck tonight?” I blinked again to read the message. There were question marks in the next message.
I knew Riya was no virgin and she had been in relationship with Ishan for over a year now. I thought to log out Facebook but I don’t know why I didn’t. The cunning part of me wanted to play with him. After all, Riya had gone to her friend’s marriage and Sid was in Delhi for his routine tour. I was alone. And horny too. It’s been 6 days since Sid fucked before leaving. I messaged him, “Hi honey, Sorry was in washroom”.
Ishan : “What were you doing? Fingering?”
Me : “Err… No. Shut up!”
Ishan : “Aww…mere baby ka mood theek nhi hai kya?”
Me : “ No. Just feeling a little bit tired.”
Ishan : “ Want me to do something?”
Me : “ What can you do dear?“
Ishan : “ You already know what can I do. Forget the last time?”
At this reply of his, a current passed through my vagina. I knew I am wet down there.
Me : “Haha. Who can forget that? You were awesome”
Ishan : “Want that again? It is already saluting you.”
Me : “Aww my little baby. Will you show me?”
Ishan : “Of course dear. Open your skype.”
Me : “No. I am on cell. Send the pic.”
Ishan : “Okay wait.”
I was waiting for so much desperation that I had never done for anything before. My fingers were running through my vagina and the white liquid was flowing between my thighs. I was all wet.
In 2 minutes, I received a pic. A hardened dick of his saluting at me out of his boxer. He was holding it with his hand. The white precum was there on the tip of it. I imagined him fucking me with that hard 5 and a half inched tool. I guessed its size. I fingered like hell and soon it was raining down. It was the best orgasm I had in years. My witty part said, “Now I want this guy. He is young, hot, and got what I need the most at the moment.” My motherly part said “No. He is your daughter’s boyfriend. You cannot do this. This may ruin their relation.”
I looked at the screen. There were 6 messages from his side.
“How is it?”
“Want it again?”
“Heyyy…?”
“Fingering?”
“Are you there?”
“Riya baby kaha ho?”
I messaged: “No. Mom is going to her friend’s place. So she asked me to bolt the door. Now I am free.”
Ishan: “Wow. So can I come to your home now?”
Me: “What for?”
Ishan: “You know baby. I want you and you want me too. No?”
Me: “Yeah. Come on.”
Ishan: “Give me half an hour.”
He went offline. I carefully deleted all my chats with him and logged out of it. A shine of victory was there in my eyes and a look of horniness on my face. After all, I was going to get a young dick after so long.
I chose a red chiffon sari with low neck red blouse so that I should be able to show what attracts dicks. The sari was partially transparent. I wore no bra and no panty. I put a light make up with a dark red lipstick. I looked at myself in the bedroom mirror. For once, I forgot it was me. My figure of 36-32-38 was looking different. I was so desperate for this guy that the thought of my daughter didn’t occur to me even once.
The sun was down. It was 8 o’clock. I went to the drawing room and was waiting for him. In the next 10 minutes, doorbell ranged. I checked myself again and went to open the door.He looked at me in surprise. His eyes fixed on me, scanning me from head to toe. He got lost in me. I held his shoulder to bring him back to reality. He might have thought Riya will open the door but on seeing me, his dreams were shattered. He greeted me, “Hi aunty. How are you?”
Me: “Hi Ishan. What a pleasant surprise. Come on in.”
He followed me to the hall. I was happy that he was noticing me. I asked him to sit down on the sofa and sat in front of him on the next sofa. He asked me about Riya and I told him that she had gone to her friend’s marriage. He looked confused and distracted. I thought to distract him more. In order to rub my toe, I bent in front to give him a free show of the upper flesh of my breasts as my pallu slipped down. I took back my position and we went on talking about his family and his studies.
He asked me about my recent projects and stuffs. While talking, I caught him many a times catching a glimpse of my cleavage which was easily visible from the transparent sari. I noticed an uneasiness in his jeans. I asked him to excuse for a minute so that I can make coffee for both of us. He agreed and I went to the kitchen. In a few minutes, I returned back and caught him rubbing his tool from above his jeans. I knew it was hardened and how much it hurts when your tool hardens in a sticky slim jeans.
I handed him a cup and sat beside him on the sofa. I thought it’s the time to take the next step. I asked him about his relationship with Riya. He replied, “It’s good. She is a good girl.”
Me : “And hot too. No?”
He blushed. “Umm…yeah. Like mother like daughter.”
Me: “Thanks for the compliment. And what about sex?”
He: “Sex??? What sex?”
Me: “I mean don’t you guys go physical or it’s just a lovey-dovey relationship”
He blushed again. “Yeah. We do it.”
Me: “I am noticing for a while now. What is bothering you?”
He looked shocked. “Nothing aunty.”
I patted on his thigh. “Oh. Don’t fake it. You cock is disturbing you. No?”
He looked at me. I knew he was burning with deep desire to fuck me but the thought that I might reject him was acting as hindrance. I decided to break that.
He: “Sorry aunty. It is just like that. It always salutes on seeing a hot lady. And you are looking a lot different today.”
Me: “Different?”
He: “Yeah. A lot more sexier and younger.”
I finished my coffee and put my cup down. We were looking at each other with my hand running on his thigh. Before he could say anything more, I grabbed his head and pressed my lips on his. His lips were hot and juicy. I chewed his lips bit by bit. He pushed me back, “Aunty please. We shouldn’t do this. What if Riya gets to know about this”
Me: “She doesn’t have to know anything Ishan”
He tried to get up and said, “I should go now. It’s been late.”
I tried to stop him by holding his hand, “Don’t say that you don’t want me. I can see the lust in your eyes.”
He reverted, “Yeah I want to fuck the hell out of you but you know I can’t bluff Riya. I love her.”
He pushed my hand and before he could reach the main door, I jumped and got in his way.
He: “Please aunty. For god’s sake, think about your daughter.”
It was too much for me. A guy was rejecting me. I couldn’t take this. This was a blot on my sexiness. I tore down my silky blouse from front in such a way that my 36D boobs were hanging in front of him.
Me: “Now say you don’t want these?”
He looked at both of my boobs hungrily. I knew this was the time to strike the iron as it was red hot. I pushed him to the wall and kissed him again, this time without giving him a chance to push me back. I moved my right hand down to his dick. I knew he couldn’t resist for long and in no time his both hands were cupping my melons and our tongues were exchanging saliva in each other’s mouths. I loosed my hold of him and we were kissing and fondling freely. My one hand was rubbing his dick and the other was playing with his ass crack. After heavy kissing session, we both wanted some air so we parted our mouths.
He smiled at me. We looked at each other and knew what to do next. He removed his pants at once and in the meanwhile I removed my sari. In no time we were nude in each other’s arms.
He grabbed my melons again and pinched my nipples which forced me to moan, “You are a bitch Malvika”
Me: “Yeah I know that. And you are the dog hungry for me.” He pinched them harder. At this, I pressed his dick hard and now it was his time to moan. He rather yelled, “Fuckkkk! Bhenchod!”
Me: “Kyu? Maja Aya?”
He pushed me down on the sofa in revenge. Without giving me a moment to think, he turned me upside down with my stomach down. He raised my sari upwards and penetrated his hardened dick inside my ass.
I yelled, “Aaaaa…..Stop. Stop. Go easy honey.”
He: “Wow. It’s already open. I thought you must be virgin in your ass. Now I know the reason for your mega-ass. I always wanted to fuck an ass someday. And now its happening.”
Me: “Let me come in doggy position. That way you can enter my ass easily and deeply.”
We settled in doggy pose and he was humping hard and the sounds of khach-khach was filled in the room. He held my hair and was riding me like a bitch patting on my ass as I moaned. I was loving this. I thought why I didn’t do this earlier. Now I don’t want this to end.
He left my hair and said “I am going to cum soon.”
Me: “Oh. Take it out honey. Don’t cum too soon.”
He didn’t listen to me and increased his speed. I thought, “He needs to be tamed properly. In this way he won’t give me pleasure if he cums too early.” He shot his handful of load in my ass and I can notice the hot liquid oozing out of my anal tract.
He: “I have never cummed like this in my life.”
I turned back to face him. His face was looking relieved. And his dick was still oozing cum. I bent forward to take it in my mouth.
He: “You like to drink cum?”
I winked at him, “Yeah. It is rich in protein. No?”
He smiled, “You bitch. Come on drink it all”
I licked it from the tip of it and cleaned the cum from his balls as well.
He: “I didn’t know this side of yours. I should thank you for what you did today.”
I was trying to make him hard again by licking it from tip to toe.
He: “No. Not again. Otherwise it will pain. Please aunty…”
Seeing that I was not listening to him, he pushed me back from my shoulders. I slapped him hard.
This took him in surprise.
Me: “You cannot do this. I had given you so much pleasure. And you are leaving me unsatisfied.”
He: “I am sorry aunty. My dick pains if it gets hard again and again. But I can satisfy you with my fingers if you want”
The anger flowed through my eyes. “Fuck off. You are still a kid. I wouldn’t have seduced you if I had known that you couldn’t satisfy me.”
He made a sad face: “But what can I do? I used to masturbate a lot in my adolescence. And now I am paying the price.”
His baby face cooled my anger.
Me: “Hey its ok. Don’t feel bad. Go home and sleep well.”
He: “Sorry Aunty. What will you do now?”
Me: “Will search for a dick which can satisfy me.”
He: “Uncle doesn’t satisfy you?”
Me: “Yeah. But he remains out most of the time and it is quite boring to taste the same tool again and again. A change is required, no?”
He: “Hmm… maybe I can help you. I have got friends who can satisfy you.”
Me: “Oh Really?”
He: “Yeah. And they will keep it a secret too.”
Me: “No. I don’t want any risks. And I am not satisfied with the younger generation. They are hungry and wild in the beginning but they couldn’t control themselves and get disarmed like dogs. I will try some mature guy now who is at least good in bed, if not the best.”
He: “And you won’t give me a chance again?”
Me: “Why not! If you can manage both. Me and Riya.”
He smiled. “Sure I can handle both Mother and Daughter. And I want to pat your boobs once more for our secret relation.”
I held his hand and placed them on my jugs, “Go on. They are all yours from now.”
After a while, he bade me good night and went away.
Yeah! It was a good night for me, if not the best!
To be continued….
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Till then take care and shag off.
Malvika Kapoor.
The Malvika Diaries – Part 1