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Hello friends. I’m Venkatesan. I’m 19 years old from Coimbatore. I have a dusky skin tone and slim body type. I’m here to share with you my third intercourse with my hot fuck-buddy step-mother, Diana. She is an uber hot woman with white skin, brown hair, a 34C bust and no visible belly fat.

In my previous story, I had shared how we fucked hard on the dining table after my father left for the office. After that, we decided to have a shower together. Diana held my hand and escorted me inside her bedroom. Just as we were at the entrance of the bedroom, my eyes caught sight of her white, round ass.

Unable to resist my temptations, I slapped her spongy buttocks and groped them hard a couple of times. I then rolled my hand around her waist. With one of my hands on her belly, I pulled her back with her back pressing against my chest and my soft, wet dick rubbing between her buttocks.

We untangled our fingers from each other’s. I hugged Diana from behind and groped her spongy boobs, pushing my dick between her buttocks. Diana held the bedroom door with one hand and rolled her other palm on the side of my thighs. Her boobs were more than a handful for me.

Squeezing her boobs hard, I looked at her face from behind and asked her, “How are you so white, baby?” Diana moaned with tight lips and eyes closed, but did not answer me. I continued telling her, “Maybe you are whiter than my cream I just splashed inside your pussy. Diana giggled in a grunting tone.

Continuing to crush her spongy boobs from behind, I kissed her right shoulder and went down kissing her plumy right arm. Diana raised her right hand from my thighs and, by extending her hand behind, grabbed the hair on my head. I kissed and chewed her juicy arms, engulfing them into my mouth.

I then went down, kissing her upper back. Going further down, I kissed and licked the side of her bust and ended up turning Diana towards me. As she turned towards me, I grabbed her boobs from underneath with one hand and engulfed her nipple into my mouth.

I rolled my other hand around her soft waist as I started licking and sucking her fat nipples. Diana rested her back against the bedroom door. She allowed me to suck her nipples by placing one of her moist palms on my shoulder and the other palm on my head.

I played hard with her boobs and nipples, wetting them completely with my saliva. After almost sucking her blood out of her nipples, I pulled my mouth off it. I then plunged my face into her cleavage between her boobs. I kissed and licked her juicy body between her boobs, desperately.

After playing hard with her breasts for a while, I slowly went up kissing her neck, her jaw and her cheeks. As I came to the front of her cheeks, Diana opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out. I sucked her tongue into my mouth. Diana rolled her arms around my neck.

I rolled my hands around her waist, and we started smooching intensely with a slurping noise. As we kissed deeply, I removed one of my hands from around her waist and groped her boobs again. After a few seconds of boobs squeezing, I slipped my hand down from her boobs.

I stabbed my middle finger into her big hollow navel. Just as I dipped my finger into her navel, Diana got aroused. She grabbed the hair on my head and pressed my face hard against her face. She dug her tongue deep into my mouth as we continued smooching sloppily.

I dug almost an inch of my finger into her navel with the edge of my finger pressing against a ball-like wall inside her navel. I rolled my finger inside her tight navel. Diana started moaning with heavy breaths as our lips were locked tight and tongues deep inside each other’s mouths.

My dick stood up hard again as we were sharing a tight, heated, wet smooch. We pushed hard against each other as we kissed deeply. We rolled over a couple of times, and as we went inside the bedroom, Diana’s legs hit the bed. She stumbled and fell over the bed, pulling me down along with her.

My finger got plucked out of her tight hollow navel. Our lips and tongues pulling out of each other’s mouths as we stumbled and fell on the bed. But both of us were so horny that we did not stop. We hugged each other and cuddled intensely by rolling over each other across the length and breadth of the bed.

We kissed each other’s faces and bodies randomly as we rolled hard over each other. After some hardcore cuddling and foreplay, we stopped to take our breath back. Lying down on our sides with one of our hands under the other’s body.

Diana raised one of her legs and put it over my waist, allowing my hard dick to rub against her pussy. As we took our breath back, Diana whispered, “I’m amazed by the amount of heat inside you. You just ejaculated a few minutes ago, and I can again feel your hard dick teasing my pussy down there.”

Diana dug her hand between our legs and grabbed my hard dick with her moist palm. As she grabbed my dick, Diana quickly exclaimed, “Oh, it’s so wet.” I replied to her with a heavy breath, “All thanks to you, Mommy.”

Hearing me call her mommy, she gave a smile and said, “To date, I’ve tasted my pussy juice from only my fingers. Let me try tasting it from my son’s hard rod for the first time.” Saying that, Diana slowly went down, kissing my upper body and pulling her leg off my waist. I turned and lay flat on the bed, anticipating a hot blowjob.

As Diana got down to my waist, she stroked my dick a couple of times. Looking down at my dick, I noticed a few white thread-like particles around the mouth of my dick. I sarcastically told Diana, “Beware. It would actually be a cocktail this time. Your pussy juice and the leftovers of my cum.”

Diana adjusted her hair, pushing it behind her face. Stroking my dick, she slowly got in between my legs. I lay on the bed with my legs spread wide on either side of the bed. Diana looked up at me and sucked the head of my dick, sucking my cum leftovers into her mouth.

She sucked it as if she were sucking juice from a Rasna packet. I was stumped to see her eat the head of my dick with no hesitation. As she sucked them into her mouth, she whispered back to me, “I’m actually loving this cocktail.”

Saying that, she engulfed half the length of my 5.5-inch-long and 2.3-inch-broad dick inside her mouth. In no time, she started giving a hard, hot blowjob, scratching her teeth on both sides of my dick as she sucked it hard. I was feeling strong tickles all over my body.

She went on to suck my dick intensely. In between her hot and deep blowjob, Diana pulled her mouth off my dick. She lifted my dick and engulfed my tight balls into her mouth. She even bit and pulled the outer skin covering my balls with her teeth before engulfing my dick again into her mouth.

Diana continued sucking my dick deep and hard. She kept scratching my outer dick with her teeth, sucking the inner flesh of my dick peeping out of my foreskin with her juicy lips and stinging her tongue into my dick-hole. I grabbed her head on both sides as she kept coming deep down on my dick.

It kept creating a strong creaking and groaning sound every time she took my dick deep inside her hot, wet and tight mouth and pulled back. I was feeling heavy goosebumps all over my body and felt like I was floating in mid-air.

As I was lost in another world, my dick erupted with a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick. Even before I could react, my cum gushed out of my dick. I ended up splashing my cum deep inside her mouth.

I grabbed her juicy left arm with one hand and pressed my other palm over her head in ecstasy as I splashed my cum in multiple instalments deep inside her mouth. Surprisingly, Diana also did not try to pull her mouth off my dick as I ejaculated.

But continued engulfing my dick into her mouth and gulped every drop of my cream. Just as I finished ejaculating, Diana looked up at me with half of my dick still inside her mouth. With a stare at me, she slowly pulled her mouth off my softened and shrunken dick.

Just as her mouth got to the head of my dick, she sucked it sensually, leaving it completely cleansed with her saliva. Diana finally dropped my dick out of her mouth. She lifted her upper body and sat on the bed on her knees. Tucking her left hand into her head, she wiped her lips with her right thumb.

With a staring smile, she nodded her head up, asking, “What?” With my eyes half closed in ecstasy, I whispered to her, “Oh, you are so dirty, baby.” With a little broader smile, she taunted a kiss at me. I asked her sarcastically, “By the way, how was my self-made milkshake?”

She whispered in a sensual voice, “It was thick, creamy and yum.” Saying that, she winked at me. I was actually speechless for a couple of seconds, not knowing what to say. Diana laughed out loud, looking at my expression.

As she laughed, I slowly came back to normalcy that she is an out-and-out non-vegetarian. We looked at each other in silence with a smile for a few seconds. Diana slowly tangled her fingers with mine and lifted me. I got up and sat on the bed with my legs still spread wide across on either side of the bed.

Diana sat on her knees in front of me between my legs. As I looked at her, she advanced close to me with a tilted face, trying to kiss me. I was a little reluctant to kiss her as she had just drunk my cum. But I managed not to show my hesitation to her.

But ended up opening my mouth and locking my lips with hers. I have smelt my cum before taking it in my palms, which I’m actually not fond of. Though her mouth was stinking heavily with a mix of smells. We kissed sensually by sucking each other’s lips and tangling our tongues inside each other’s mouths.

Diana pushed against me as we kissed. I was tired after 2 back-to-back ejaculations. I rolled my arms around her bust and fell back on the bed, pulling Diana down along with me. She fell over me on the bed, pressing her spongy boobs over my chest.

After smooching sensually for a few seconds, we paused to take our breath back. We smiled at each other, taking our breath back with Diana lying over me. Smiling at her, I whispered, “You are such a wild, passionate creature.” Diana chuckled and asked, “Why do you say so?”

I replied, “I never thought you were such a passionate cum drinker. I thought you would get angry at me for ejaculating inside your mouth.”

Diana’s face shrank with a smile, and she said, “Actually, this is the first time I’ve tasted cum. I’ve hardly even smelt it before. But I loved drinking every drop of my boy’s hot, creamy shake, including the chia seeds that came out with it.”

Saying that, she kissed my cheeks. All these were very new and unexpected for me. I lay below her, feeling totally blank. Diana rubbed her nose over mine and whispered, “You wanted to have a shower with me?” I nodded my head, saying, “Yes.”

She pointed her eyes at the bathroom and asked, “Shall we go?” I was still speechless as I was still trying to process everything that had just happened. I again nodded my head, signalling yes. By saying, “Come,” Diana rolled off me and stepped down from the bed.

I slowly got down from the bed. As she reached the bathroom door, she switched on the geyser. She opened the bathroom door and went inside. Just after she entered the bathroom, she peeped out. With a narrow staring smile, she signalled with her forefinger, asking me to come inside the bathroom.

I was tired and felt cramped below my waist from the way she sucked my juice out of me. By stretching and flexing my muscles, I slowly got to the entrance of the bathroom. Diana stood under the shower and, with a lusty smile at me, opened both hot and cold shower taps.

As the water started falling on her body, my tiredness flew out of the window in a flash, seeing her glowing, wet body. I quickly stepped in, leaving the bathroom and bedroom doors open. I got close to her. We hugged each other tight, kissing each other’s faces, shoulders and arms randomly.

We got drenched under the shower. Feeling her soft, hot body tightly over mine, along with the wetness of the mix of hot and cold water, was so heavenly. We continued getting drenched under the shower, hugging tight and rubbing our faces over each other’s bodies.

The hot and cold water was flowing from head to toe. As we bathed together, I slowly pushed Diana behind, making her back rest on the tile wall. As she stood with her back against the wall, we slowly lifted our chins from each other’s shoulders.

Gazing into each other’s eyes at close range, we slowly locked our lips and started smooching sensually. We couldn’t kiss continuously underwater as we started breathing heavily within seconds of smooching. After a hot and tight bath, we slowly pulled our hands wrapped around each other’s bodies.

I stood pressing my hands on the wall just over her shoulders. Diana placed her palms on my chest with her mouth open. She was blowing air out with the water showering on us from above.

We looked at each other for a couple of seconds. Diana raised her eyebrows and asked, “What?” I said, “I can’t believe my luck, Mommy.” With a narrow staring smile, she asked, “What luck?”

I paused for a couple of seconds and said, “My thoughts are going back 8 months, babe. From the day I started drooling at my gorgeous step-mother when I saw her for the first time, to craving for seeing her milky white body beyond her waist and arms, to actually feeling her juicy body over mine, to tasting her tight pussy flesh deep inside her. And finally, I’m standing here bathing with her, with her wet body glowing even more than it used to. Is this really happening in my life?”

Diana raised her eyebrows as I went back an 8-month memory lane. i expressed my emotions that I couldn’t believe were actually happening to me. But as I finished, she said, “Yes, this is real, baby. So, want to try something more?” I asked her, “What?”

By pointing her eyes at the soap bar about 1 foot away from us, she asked, “After feeling my wet body, want to feel my slippery body as well?” Hearing her, I got closer to her. We quickly locked our lips, with my upper lip sucking her lower lip, and then my lower lip sucking her upper lip once.

Diana closed both hot and cold-water taps. I picked up the soap bar from the stand. I quickly rolled the soap in my palms, making it froth heavily. With both my palms filled with dense froth, I put the soap back on the stand. I showed my frothy palms to Diana.

She stood with both her hands raised and palms tucked into her wet hair and her legs spread wide. Even after all these intimate moments with her in the last 20 hours, I started drooling as she stood in that pose, exposing all corners of her body to me.

With her eyes half open, “Diana whispered to me, “Go on. Put your soapy hands on me.” Without wasting a second, I placed both my froth-filled palms over her big, spongy boobs. I pressed her boobs with my palms as her boobs tried slipping away from my hands.

I soaped her bust for some time before going on to her belly. I kept soaping my palms again and again after every few seconds before I soaped the next part of her body. I told her, “I won’t allow that soap bar to enjoy your wet body today. Only my palms would get to enjoy your wet body today.”

Diana taunted a kiss at me with the same half-opened eyes. I fingered her big, hollow navel deep with my soapy middle finger. Diana bit her lips and allowed me to finger her navel. I then rubbed my soapy palms on her sides from her waist to the side of her bust.

I went up to soap her broad, even-toned underarms. Her underarms were feeling so soft as I rubbed them downwards, but I could feel some roughness as I rubbed them upwards. The same happened with her lower abdomen as well.

After soaping the front and side of her upper body, I slowly wrapped my arms around her. i soaped her fleshy buttocks, her upper back and her thighs. I even dug my fingers between her buttocks and soaped her asshole. Diana allowed me to massage her asshole with a tight lip and closed eyes.

I then got down on my knees and soaped her thighs, legs and feet. Finally, I dug my hands between her legs. Diana widened her legs further. I rubbed my soapy palms and fingers over her wet outer pussy lips. I was not sure if I could soap her inner flesh as well.

I slowly rubbed my fingers inside her outer dark pussy lips and applied soap over her inner pink flesh as well. Just as I was about to dip my middle finger inside her pussy, Diana signalled to me by shaking her forefinger left to right and said, “Don’t go inside.”

I massaged her outer pussy flesh and her pussy hole for a while and slowly stood up. I ensured her body was fully covered with froth as white as hers, except her face. Smiling at me, Diana asked, “So, my turn?” She picked up the soap bar and started soaping me from my neck to my toes.

The best part was the slippery dick massage she gave me. Wiping out the inner flesh of my dick peeping out of my foreskin with her thumb and other fingers, and stroking my dick gently with her soapy palms. She even went on to squeeze my balls tight as she soaped them.

At the end, we rubbed our frothy palms on each other’s forehead, cheeks, nose and chin. As we did that, both of us started giggling for no reason and hugged each other. We were both slipping from each other with both our bodies buried in froth, yet we never lost our clutches on each other.

We stopped giggling after a few seconds. Gazing at each other’s lips closely, we pressed our lips tightly against each other, not minding the soap that we had to drink as we sucked our lips sensually.

After some sensual kissing, we paused. Diana whispered, “Shall we finish our bath then?” I nodded my head affirmatively. She opened both the taps again. We hugged our slippery bodies tight. The hot and cold water from the shower cleansed our frothy bodies in a matter of a few seconds.

Both of us were lost in a different world as we continued hugging each other and even went on to kiss and bite each other’s shoulders and arms as we bathed. We were totally lost in that steamy shower, where even the water stopped after some time. We had actually drained the overhead tank completely.

As the water stopped, Diana quickly looked up and gasped, “Oh my god. I had filled the tank fully this morning only. I switched off the motor only after the water started overflowing, and we drained the entire tank now.” We looked at each other and laughed out loud for a moment.

Diana then slowly grabbed my hard, dark dick, rubbing against her soft-rough lower abdomen. She stroked it gently, and by looking up at me, she whispered, “How about some more sex?” I signalled with my eyes to the entrance of the washroom and asked, “Shall I carry my mommy to the bed?”

Diana shook her head, saying “No,” and pushed me behind by placing her other hand on my chest. We did not even bother closing the taps as she pushed me further inside the bathroom towards the toilet commode. As we got to the commode, she closed the toilet lid.

By placing her palms on my shoulders, she pushed me down, making me sit on the closed toilet seat. As I sat on the toilet seat with my legs tightly attached and my balls over my thighs, Diana stood with her legs on either side of the toilet seat and her palms on my shoulders.

She stroked my dick a couple of times, and wasting no time, she came down on me, bending her knees. She stood with her legs bent, with one hand holding my dick and the other arm around my shoulders. Rubbing my dick over her pussy lips, she came down further, making her tight, wet pussy engulf my dick.

In no time, Diana quickly came down further on me and sat over my lap, taking my dick fully inside her pussy. She wrapped her legs under the toilet seat behind me. We hugged each other tight, and she started fucking me by rotating her waist. She sat firmly over my lap with my dick fully inside her pussy.

Unable to control our emotions during such intimate intercourse, we started kissing sloppily. The heat of her tight pussy grips my dick from all sides. The intense wet, sloppy smooch made my dick erupt in about a minute or so.

I felt a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick for the 3rd time in the last 2-3 hours. I ended up splashing my cum deep inside her pussy in multiple instalments. As I finished ejaculating, we looked at each other and chuckled with a heavy breath.

Whispering to me, “I love you”, Diana rubbed her nose over mine. She slowly got up from my lap, ejecting my softened dick out of her pussy, and walked out of the bathroom fully wet. I also slowly got up, wet, and followed her out of the bathroom.

So, friends, this was my third sexual intercourse with my step-mother, Diana. Please let me know your feedback about doing kinky dirty stuff with her behind my selfish father’s back. You could also write to me at my email ID: [email protected].

Hello friends, this is Praveen again. A story, actually, from one of my chat friends on Telegram. I have just made her description into a story. Her name is Geetha, and she is a married woman. But she had a wonderful sex with her brother, which made her look at things differently from then on.

Geetha’s narration

The words that I said to him gave a spark inside me as well as him. He stood up and held both his hands on his hips to his side. He was taunting his erect dick in front of me. I could understand that all his blood flow was directed to his dick. It was pulsating inside his clothes. I could see it acting like a caged monster.

Slowly, he bent down and picked me up, asking me to stand. I got up, and he carried me up in his arms and walked straight to my bedroom. He dropped me right behind the door and started to kiss me, forcing my back against the wall. His one hand latched the door.

The other was holding my hips after placing both my hands over his shoulders.
Once he had both his hands on me, he started to pick me up by my hips. He was sucking my lips and tongue, alternatively breaking my moans inside his mouth. I was so excited.

He was so skilled that only his hands and his lips were touching my body. I was aching to feel his full body press me over and consume me. He was smiling, kissing, and sucking my lips. It was so romantic, and I guess every woman needs a lover like him. I was raising my body to feel him all over me.

He was so composed that he did not move and was focused on my lips. He was feeling every nuke and corner inside my mouth. All of a sudden, he left my hips, grabbed my arm, brought it up above my head, and held it there. He came in closer, pressing me to the comfort between the wall and him.

He left my lips free and with the sudden crush of his body over me. I left a moan and turned to the side, letting my neck exposed to him. My brother, with a smile, started to suck my neck. He leaves a wet kiss every time at the end of his sucking, which made me shiver.

It was so sensitive that I was wriggling like prey caught between his lips with full force. He was so aware of how I would react to his moves. He carried me without letting me enjoy that feeling and threw me over the bed. He stood there staring at me with both hands on his hips.

He was smiling and standing there. I asked what happened, and he just winked at me to come closer. I rolled over the bed and came near him with my tummy down, still lying, and only my head raised to his hips. He slightly adjusted my height to the place straight to his dick and asked me to close my eyes.

With a naughty grin, I closed my eyes. My hands were supporting me to be in that position from the bed. I was dressed, he was half dressed, and my excitement was boiling up. My eyes were closed, but I could sense all his movements.

He first gave a stern look over my body lying on the bed, my hair all spread over my back. My legs were crossed one over the other, my saree was slightly up till my knees were crushed. In contrast, my ass was like a bubble ball jiggling and moving in tandem with my body.

My back inclined like a slide for kids from head to hips. He left out an aww and removed his tracks. First, he left it at the bottom, and now came a bit closer to me and lowered himself a bit so that my nose could smell his dick. All the precum had a pungent smell.

When he noticed me enjoying in anticipation, he pulled out to the original state and removed his boxers. He stepped in a few more and stood with just a hairline gap between my lips and his dick tip. Slowly, he asked me to open my eyes. Oh, a shock left me.

I gasped for air, brought my body to a sitting position and came near his dick. It was throbbing and pulsating hard and long. My mouth was open in excitement, and he held my head. He brought his dick near my lips and ran an outline with his dick and left it at the centre. I slowly kissed it and started to lick it.

His hand left my head and travelled down. It slid its way over my ears, neck and shoulder and flipped my blouse at the point where it’s pinned to the saree. With one hand, he removed the pin. Due to my leaning forward to suck him, the saree pallu fell. My heaving boobs were visible to him.

He folded both hands and stood like a proud man. He was observing me, gulping, licking, and swallowing his dick, my brother’s dick. Observing my movements and matching my timing to sucking his dick. He just leapt forward, making it go full down to my throat.

He was not fucking my mouth, just came closer, yet he matched my movements, so his dick went deep inside my mouth to hit my throat. He moved like this a few times. Now he was so close to me, which almost made me sit straight.

I thought he would stop there, but he was again matching my moves and was pushing more. I lost my balance and put both my hands behind my back to support myself from falling. He held my shoulders from both sides. He released my blouse and bra straps from my shoulder and pushed me back.

He walked over the bed and knelt right by my face and pooped his dick again inside my mouth. Once his dick was inside my mouth, he slid his hands from above inside the blouse and started to knead my boobs and feel them. I was mourning with his dick inside my mouth.

He slowly squeezed my boobs, making them grow big. My nipples were so hard, as if all the blood was pushed to the nipples due to the hard squeeze over my boobs. He was so brilliant in varying the pressure and making me go excited. He removed his dick from my mouth and got off me.

He asked me to get up from bed and get down. I was so excited and did just as he asked. He lay flat on the bed, facing up. He asked me to climb up and sit over his face with the saree and all the clothes just covering him. I was wondering what this was, and I did as he said.

I have enjoyed my husband sucking my pussy, but this was different. I slowly positioned myself. He grabbed my ass along with my hips and adjusted slightly, and brought me lower and positioned me right above his lips. His tongue reached out and flicked over my clit.

Oh, it was so good. I tried to jump up, but he held me so strongly. I started crying out in excitement, my body became so excited, my legs wanted to swing free, but could not. My hands were gripping my hair and groaning at the way he treated my pussy.

I finally took control and started to move my hips to feel his tongue inside my pussy. I got rid of my blouse and bra and threw them in the air, never mind where they went. My saree was spread all over the bed, it’s completely loose and just clinging to my body over a pin.

He was flicking his tongue nonstop inside my pussy, which made me cum like never before. My body was completely spent. I just fell back over him, feeling the aftershocks of the intense orgasm. I was enjoying the view of cum leaking from my pussy.

A few minutes passed by, and he rolled me over and got out of bed. I was wondering where he was leaving. He walked out the door and returned after a few minutes with two glasses in his hand. He offered me one, I looked into it and found out that it was some chocolate milk.

I drank it without any complaints; it was tasty. He came and sat beside me, clearing all the hair from my face. He was kneading my body and face with his strong fingers. It was so romantic. He kissed me occasionally here and there and spoke to me. “How are you now? You seemed to be completely spent.”

It was the best day of my life. I have never had a mix of emotions in a single day. After all, being intimate is a lovely thing. I asked him how many women he had had sex with, and he replied only his ex and me. I was so happy I pulled him, kissed him, and dragged my body to him.

I threw one leg over him, claiming him. We kissed lightly, his hands were still caressing me, pinching me, feeling me, making me warm. He left my lips and started to kiss my cheek, ear, neck and trailed down to my shoulders and to my boobs. I started to feel excited again about his kisses.

I could still feel his dick hard and throbbing and slapping me here and there over my body as he moved. I grabbed his dick and began to run my fingers over his length. It was thick and long, it was of a perfect shape, like a thick bulb at the front, and a long, steady support, then a flat base extending to his balls.

He was teasing me with his kisses all over my boobs, shoulders, and sometimes my armpit, which made me tickle. I moved my leg and pushed him aside, got over my knee, and got rid of my saree and petticoat. He rose to me from the bed, caught my boobs, and continued sucking them.

I could not hold long in that position, for he was charging over my boobs. He was sucking so fiercely, I was about to fall back. He held me by hugging my hips, and with his other hand, he was splitting my pussy lips and making it wet and ready. I understood what he was planning to do next.

The idea of my brother’s dick going to split my pussy drove me mad. His tongue was repeating the same magic from the train. He parted my legs and touched his dick to my pussy, and was rubbing it over my pussy. I was moaning so hard my pussy started to leak more. He was teasing me more and more.

I grabbed his head and pulled up and kissed him wildly and started to move my hips to get his dick inside me. My pussy was aching to feel his dick inside me; it’s high time I feel it inside. I see he was still not in the mood to take me in. I pushed him back, forcing him to fall over the bed.

I jumped over him and positioned my pussy over his dick. Right when I was about to enter him, he grabbed my hip and rolled me over and came over me. With a laugh, he asked me, “Do you see why she left me?”

I got angry and slapped him on his cheeks. “Never speak to me about that bitch again. You remove her from your life. Until you find another woman, I am here to fulfil all your needs. What will you do from now on?” I asked him in a very stern voice.

He positioned himself so that I split my legs even more and thrusted his dick inside me without uttering a word. I was screaming, “Yes, yes, that’s how it feels, ha, finally, so good, thrust me more, tear my pussy.” I was screaming at his thrust. It was so awesome.

Nothing other than the feel of his dick splitting my pussy was on my mind. He set his dick to some point and returned it. It felt like my pussy was drawing back to his dick, flaccid and wet.

“Ah, fuck me fuck me hard and long with that steady dick of yours. Fuck me whenever you feel like having a woman with you. It’s making me feel so good. He started moving his dick in and out, gaining momentum, and each thrust going deeper.

He finally pushed his full length in and came over to me, caught my cheeks along with my ears, and kissed me deeply. I could feel his dick pulsating inside my pussy as he was kissing me. He finished the kiss and asked me, “Do you know why she called me a monster in bed?”

I again slapped him hard. He grabbed both my hands and started to move his dick inside me. He was moving in rhythm, and he was pulling all his length back and ramming me again hard. My pussy was like an open tap, lubricating him to fuck me.

He held me tight, and his movements became fast. He was pumping his long dick like a machine. I was screaming, muffing, biting my lips. I could not control myself. The pleasure I received from him was so immense. Suddenly, he stopped and brought both my legs over his shoulder.

He held them in unison and began to ram again. It was so fucking awesome, I was enjoying his dick and his speed, he varied my legs, turned me, twisted me, rolled me, and found new positions. I was totally blank; my body moved as per his needs.

All that I could recognise was his dick moving inside my pussy. I lost track of everything around me, completely caught in the web of dick thrusting in me.
I could not differentiate pleasure from pain. His dick was non-stop. He was fucking me with full force.

I could not see signs of him cumming. His stamina was so intense. Now I began to imagine. A woman like me, who had delivered two children and was active in sex, could not recognise anything. No idea of where I am being fucked, in what position I am in, how long this has been going on – nothing.

It’s just the sounds of sex echoing inside the room and the feel of his dick trying to find more and more room inside my pussy. Oh, he is a monster. I grabbed all my strength and looked at his face. He was fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

When I saw my eyes fixed on me, he had a weird smile. I rolled myself over him, placed my pussy over his dick and started to ram myself from the bottom.
He was fucking me harder this time. I could hear him grunt and make noises each time his base hit my pussy.

I somehow gathered my senses. I, too, started moaning and kissing him, making him aroused and letting him finish sooner. He caught my face and asked me Are you ready for the final run. I wanted him to cum inside me, and he held my hips so hard and started ramming me so fast.

It was so hardcore. I was shouting, my body was claiming for life. He was sucking all life from me. It was so fierce. Finally, he shot out, holding his hips high above in the air, pressing deep inside my pussy. Oh my god, he came like a spray gun, pumping his cum again and again.

I was enjoying the feel of my pussy getting filled. Slowly, he dropped down, and I lay over him. I guess you people might have enjoyed reading my life experience.

It was the first experience outside marriage. My brother stayed with me for two more years until he found a job in Dubai. We became so close that we enjoyed sex in all forms. Sometimes, he would find suitable men for me, and sometimes he would take me to watch him fuck his girls.

Life changed from that day for both of us. I am still a delightful wife, a wonderful mother, and a loving sister. Thank you.

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Summer vacation arrived, and Gopi and I had been friends since childhood, and over the years, we’d developed a habit of watching porn together. Our houses are just 3 kilometres apart.

Then one lazy afternoon, Gopi had just called me up with urgency in his voice.

“I’ve got one with group sex in it,” he said. “Can you come over now? “Mom’s gone to grandma’s place.”

“Yeah, I’ll come quick,” I replied.

Gopi and I were both used to watching a lot of porn together since childhood. We usually buy pirated DVDs from vendors near the railway station. We used to watch porn on TVs rather than on mobile phones.

His father worked as a manager in a company, and his mom is a housewife. She is a bold woman. Both his mom and dad know me very much, as we have been friends since our childhood, and they care for me very well all the time whenever I’m at his place.

She had gone to her mother’s house that afternoon and wouldn’t be back till the night.

I was excited to watch the porn movie at my friend’s home, we usually watch it there only when their parents are out.

Within a few minutes, I was at his place. I rushed in, clutching the DVD.

“Hope the print is good this time,” I said, slotting it into the player. The TV came alive with the production company name Digital Playgrounds.

“Want something to drink?” Gopi asked.

“No”, I replied.

We sat down, as the movie titled ‘Back to school pussy’.

We watched the scene where the hottest school girls make the nerd boy suck their pussy. The intensity of the scene pulled us in. I could feel myself getting hard, and when I glanced at Gopi, he was in the same state.

“This is the best scene I’ve ever watched,” I said. “Do you mind if I pull out and stroke… You know?”

“Go ahead, just don’t cum on the floor,” he said.

I pulled my 5-inch uncircumcised dick out, and so did Gopi. His dick is just a little smaller than mine. We started stroking ourselves while the action heated up on screen. Just as things were reaching a peak, something happened that neither of us saw coming.

As the movie goes scene by scene,

Gopi and I were so engaged in watching the movie that we did not notice the door of the house opening. His Mom suddenly entered, and she saw us with our dicks out and watching a school teacher bent over and getting banged by a school boy.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” his Mom shouted.

She stood there, fuming, catching us red-handed. My dick was still out, the scene on TV showing the school boy ejaculating his cum inside the school teacher’s pussy.

“What the hell is this?” she shouted again.

She stormed towards Gopi and slapped him across the face. I was terrified. I had never seen her this angry.

She looked straight at me. “Since when you guys started watching shit like this?”

I dropped to her feet. “Sorry, aunty. This is the first time. This won’t happen again. Please don’t tell my parents.”

She didn’t believe us. She turned off the TV and searched the movie CDs box for any other porn DVDs. And she couldn’t find any as all the CDs had the same cover.

Our dicks are still out, Gopi’s dick is gone soft, and mine is semi-hard, but the pre cum is flowing down long, thin strands.
She crossed her arms and looked down at us,
We immediately came to consciousness and put our dicks back in our trousers.

“You two think watching this kind of filth is harmless?” she said sharply. “Porn like this twists your mind. It gives you a false image of sex, of women, of relationships.”

We stayed silent, not daring to interrupt.

“You’re both at an age where curiosity is natural. I understand that,” she continued. “But filling your heads with these disgusting, unrealistic fantasies will only damage your thinking. You won’t learn anything meaningful from it. Only addiction, shame, and confusion.”

Gopi nodded, still looking down. I swallowed hard, guilt gnawing at me.

“Masturbation… isn’t wrong,” she said. “It’s natural. Everyone does it. It’s your body, your release.”

Gopi and I glanced at each other, surprised by her sudden shift in tone.

“But watching porn is certainly a very bad thing,”
She paused, making sure we understood.

After the pause, we didn’t expect these words from mom: “Go ahead and finish what you’ve started, but without porn”. We were shocked to hear these words from his conservative mom.

“I didn’t mean to scare you boys,” she said, her voice softer now. “But holding back when you’re already aroused like this can be physically uncomfortable, even harmful. So just finish masturbating, but only without watching the porn”.

Both Gopi and I stand frozen, our embarrassment overwhelming. I quickly shook my head and muttered, “Aunty, I’m okay. I really don’t want to continue… I’m fine now.” My voice trembled, unsure whether it was fear or shame speaking.

She looked at me steadily, her expression unreadable. “No, listen,” she said, her tone calm but serious. “You started masturbating. If you stop and bury that discomfort, it doesn’t go away; it builds confusion and shame. I don’t want that for you. I need you to be ok”

I glanced at Gopi, who was just as stunned, unsure of what to do or say.

“If you don’t finish now, I’ll have to involve your parents. Not to punish you, but so they know how to guide you, too.”

I took a deep breath, still unsure, but then a thought crossed my mind—this was Gopi’s mom. I had known her my whole life. She had always treated me with kindness, like one of her own. I knew she wasn’t here to humiliate us or make us feel small. “She’s not going to judge us,” I told myself quietly. “She’s always been cool, always open.” That gave me a little courage. I glanced at Gopi beside me. His eyes met mine for a second, and I could tell he was thinking the same thing. He looked nervous, but not scared anymore, just unsure, like I was. There was a kind of silent understanding between us, something unspoken that said, okay… maybe we can finish this, get past the awkwardness.

With a quiet, mutual understanding, both Gopi and I hesitantly reached down, pulling our fully relaxed dick out —more out of compliance than desire.

The atmosphere was nothing like before. I was thrilled to pull my dick out in front of his mom, but the awkwardness became more apparent when his mom saw my hand holding my dick in it.

We began stroking slowly, almost mechanically, but nothing happened. A minute passed, then another. There was no reaction, no arousal—only an overwhelming sense of self-awareness and discomfort. Our minds were clouded not by desire, but by confusion.

I glanced at Gopi again. His eyes were downcast, his hand still, clearly feeling the same way I did.

The silence in the room was suffocating. Our hands moved half-heartedly, but our minds were paralysed, caught between fear and shame.

Then, Gopi’s mom sighed.
“You boys aren’t even hard anymore,” she observed, her voice softer now, almost sympathetic.”You’re too tense. That’s not how it works.”

I swallowed, my throat dry. What does she expect us to do?
She hesitated for a moment, then said something that sent a jolt through my entire body. “Maybe you need… a little help.”

Then his mom did something that we’ll never forget in our lives.

She reached for the end of her saree, her pallu, and slowly, deliberately, pulled it aside, exposing the deep cleavage of her blouse. She let her pallu fall on the floor, exposing her stomach and hip area. Her skin is so smooth and clear. I was staring at this view while Gopi was still in shock.
He couldn’t believe that her conservative mom was revealing her body to us. Gopi made a choking sound beside me.”Maa-?!”

Let me describe her first. Gopi’s mother is a traditionally conservative Indian housewife in her early 40s. She is tall and fair in colour. She wears her sarees in a modest, well-kept style—usually with neat pleats and a tightly pinned pallu. Physically, she has a 36-34-40 curvy body.
Her skin is smooth and wheatish.

Let’s come back to the situation,
Her expression was firm, but not angry.”Don’t overthink it,” she said.”Just look if it helps. And finish quickly.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. Gopi’s mom -the woman who’d scolded us minutes ago-was now standing there, allowing us to look at her so that we could… finish?

Gopi was just as stunned, his eyes flicking between his mom’s exposed deep cleavage and his own limp dick, as if unsure where to focus.
“Don’t stare like that,” she chided, but there was no anger in her tone.”Just use it. And hurry up.”

The command sent another pulse of heat through me. My strokes became firmer, faster. Gopi, still in disbelief, started stroking again. I saw his penis gaining some length again.

Gopi and I continued stroking ourselves, but our movements were stiff, forced. The initial shock of his mom exposing her cleavage had sent an awkwardness to me, but now, the reality of the situation was sinking in.

Our dicks were hard, but we couldn’t feel anything other than the erection of our penis, maybe caused by fear. We struggled to finish the masturbation.

Gopi’s mom watched us for a moment, her expression unreadable. She let out a sigh and said, “I think cleavage doesn’t work for you.” Her hands were moving towards the centre of her chest, where the blouse hooks were. “Maybe this will help you,” she said.

I never expected this to come from her. She began to undo the hooks of her blouse, the fabric slipping from her shoulders. She just removed the blouse and kept it on the nearby table. Now Gopi’s mom is just standing with a black bra on top and a loosened saree below the waist. Her hands went to her back and started to untie the bra. Gopi and I were awestruck. She casually removed her bra, and the bra fabric slowly slid down, revealing her bare boobs to us. Her round boobs and dark nipples were fully exposed now. “I think this will work, just finish it already”, she said.

We both were staring at her perky boobs, “Don’t stare, finish it fast”, she said.

Even though we were in shock, Gopi and I kept stroking ourselves, but our hands moved awkwardly, without any real rhythm. At first, the sight of his mom’s exposed breast had boosted our joy. Our dicks were rock hard, but some unknown tension stopped us from reaching climax. We tried to keep going, but the discomfort made it impossible to finish. I even started to feel the pain in my hand caused by long minutes of stroking.

Then, with a sigh, she slowly walked over to the sofa and sat down, smoothing her saree beneath her. I was staring at the hip curves when she sat on the sofa.

She ordered us to turn to her side and come near the sofa, which is one step away.

We were thinking What was she doing?

We moved near the sofa, Gopi on the left side of his mom, and I was on the right side. Our hands are still stroking our dicks. It was just a feet distance between us and his mom.

She looked at us, her gaze steady.”You boys are too nervous,” she said. “At this rate, you’ll never finish.”

Then, without warning, she reached out-her hands moving toward us.

I flinched.

Before I could react, her fingers wrapped around my shaft. Warm. Firm. My body shivered.
On the other hand, she reaches and holds his penis too.

“Aunty, what are you doing?” I said in a shivering, low voice.
Gopi made a strangled noise beside me as she took hold of him, too.
“Just relax,” she said.
Her voice is low but commanding.”Let me help you.” Her grip was confident, her strokes slow but deliberate. My body reacted instantly, blood rushing back into my cock, thickening under her touch. I’m still shivering.

As she strokes us in sequence, Gopi’s breath hitches, his hips twitching forward involuntarily. His mom didn’t stop-she adjusted her rhythm, her fingers gliding smoothly over his length as well. The room was silent except for our ragged breathing and the slick sound of her hands working us. I couldn’t look away from her face, her lips slightly parted.

Gopi’s breath came in short gasps, his cock pulsing in her grip.”Maa-I’m–”

“Finish,” she ordered.

“Ah-Maa-!” He moaned sharply.

With a sharp gasp, his hips jerked forward. The first thick jet of his cum erupted, landing in a hot, sticky stripe across his mom’s exposed boobs.

She didn’t flinch, didn’t stop. Her fingers tightened slightly, milking him as the second spurt followed, splashing higher onto her boobs again.

“Nngh-!” Gopi’s thighs trembled, his back arching as the third and fourth pulses shot out. His mom kept stroking, slower now, coaxing out every last drop until he was panting, spent. The room was thick with the scent of his sperm. She was still lazily stroking his softening dick, and then she let her grip go from his soft, relaxed dick.

Then, her dark eyes flicked to me. I was frozen, my own cock throbbing in her other hand. I hadn’t expected this-hadn’t imagined this-but my body didn’t care. Every nerve was on fire.

I was intentionally holding my orgasm, curious to see how far this would go. My body was tense, my breath shallow, every nerve alight with anticipation.

Her dark eyes locked onto mine.” Why are you so tense? Relax and finish, I think my hand is not working for you. Is it okay if I use my mouth?” she asked, her voice low, almost hesitant.

Before I could even process the question, she did something that sent an electric shock through me, straight from my dick to my whole body.
Her tongue flicked out, she squeezed my penis foreskin and licked the tip of my dick, lapping up the thick strands of pre-cum leaking from me.

“Ah-!” My hips jerked involuntarily. The sensation
It was overwhelmingly warm, wet, and so much better than my own hand.

Gopi, still catching his breath beside me, let out a choked noise. He couldn’t believe her mom licked his best friend’s cock. His eyes were locked in her lips and my cock.

With another slow, deliberate lick, she swirled her tongue around my dickhead. She was tasting my tip and dickhead with her licks. My dickhead is now well soaked in her saliva.

Then her lips tightly sealed around my dickhead, she slowly took my dick into her mouth deeply, her tongue pressing against the underside of my cock as she began to blow my dick. My dick is seated on her tongue comfortably and moving in and out. The feeling of rubbing my cock on her tongue was heaven. I had never felt anything like this. My virgin dick, untouched by any woman before, was now being expertly sucked by my best friend’s mom. The wet, rhythmic sounds filled the room, mixing with my ragged breathing.
She took me deeper, her throat relaxing as she sucked more of my length into her mouth. Her hand stroked what she couldn’t fit, her fingers scratching my balls. I was losing control.
I gasped, my fingers digging into the back of her head. My thighs trembled, my balls tightening. I was slowly thrusting my hip to go deep into her mouth. Her mouth and my hip are reciprocating in the same rhythm.

I was fucking her mouth for more time, I saw Gopi was rubbing his cock again, by seeing his mom giving a blowjob to his best friend.

After several minutes of blowjob, “Aunty-I’m gonna-” I moaned.

She didn’t stop. Instead, she said “hmm” while blowing me. She hums around my cock, the vibration sending another jolt through me.

That was it.

With a sharp cry, I came, my hips bucking forward and my hands pulling her head into my dick deeper, as the first thick rope of cum shot straight down her throat. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she sucked harder, her tongue massaging the underside as I pulsed again and again. My hands gripped her head, fingers tangling in her hair as I emptied myself into her mouth. The orgasm seemed endless, wave after wave of my hot sperm into her mouth, for every cumshot, my hip thrusting my dick inside her mouth.

Finally, when the last thrust of my dick passed, she sucked out the last drop of the cum from my penis, and I let go of her. Then she pulled back slowly, licking her lips. A thin strand of cum still connected her mouth to my twitching cock before she wiped it away with her fingers. Gopi was staring, his mouth open, his own softening dick still glistening.

Mom sat back, her expression unreadable.”Better?” she asked, her voice calm, as if she hadn’t just given me the most intense orgasm of my life.

I could only nod, my body still trembling.

She stood up, took her bra & blouse in hand.”Now clean yourselves up,” she said firmly. “What I did was to show you that real touch is different from porn. You can even think of this incident and masturbate, for that only I did this,” she said.

She said to Gopi, “No one should know what just happened here.” She looked at me and added, “Same for you, too”

“Yes, Aunty. You do not worry. We will keep this as a secret”, I replied excitedly.

“If you boys feel tense and want to masturbate, please don’t watch porn. You can ask me for help, I’ll help you to get released” With that, she leaves the hall and goes into the bathroom.

Gopi turned to me, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Did that really just happen?” he whispered.
I grinned, still buzzing with excitement.”Yeah… and she even said we could ask for help if we needed to!”

Gopi shook his head, “But remember, this stays between us. No one can know.” Gopi added.

“Obviously!” I replied.
Then I went back to my home, and I again masturbated by imagining what just happened. I started thinking about taking things further with Gopi’s mom.

For the next few days, we were talking only about that incident. I don’t think Gopi felt any discomfort or guilt about the incident. We even talked about how to start the next encounter with her mom.

How we convinced his mom to fuck her will be said in the next part.
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My name is Payal, 28, married for three years, still childless. In my family, I was known not just for my beauty but for the way I moved, the playful sway of my hips, and the teasing sparkle in my eyes.

I stood 5’4”, with fair, glowing skin, big, expressive eyes, and lips that always glistened pink. My body was made to tempt—36C-28-36, curves perfectly balanced.

When I wore a saree or salwar, the narrow arch of my waist and the round fullness of my breasts drew hungry glances. Even the men in my neighbourhood couldn’t hide their curiosity.

This all happened last year. My husband was climbing the corporate ladder at a big MNC, his career shining steadily. I had just landed a teaching position at a government school—a dream opportunity.

But it came with a catch: the school was in a remote village, 150 km away. Daily commuting was impossible, and I had to stay there alone.

Alone. The word itself stirred something in me—freedom, danger, desire. Being away from my husband, from the rules and the routine, I felt my body stir in ways I hadn’t dared to acknowledge before. In the quiet of my village lodging, the nights felt long, and my skin became a source of temptation I couldn’t resist.

The village itself was surprisingly pleasant. The people were warm, respectful, almost like an extended family. The comfort and friendliness made me decide to stay in the village rather than in the nearby town. Within a few days, I found a cosy 1BHK house near the school.

That’s where my real life in the village began. I quickly settled into a routine. Every Saturday, I’d travel back to my in-laws’ house, returning to the village Monday morning for school. Sometimes, my husband would surprise me, arriving in the village on Saturday night to be with me.

And every time we met, it always ended the same way—our bodies tangled, our desires spilling over. My husband in bed was intoxicating—every touch, every whisper in my ear, every brush of his hands across my skin sent shivers down my spine.

When he pressed me against him, hands gripping my waist, his hard cock pushing deep inside me, I would completely lose myself. My body responded to him without restraint. My moans filled the small room as we moved together, sweat glistening on our skin, our hearts pounding in unison.

Each thrust, each gasp, each whispered word drove me further into a delicious, helpless surrender to his pleasure. The only problem was that those stolen moments with my husband lasted barely a day or two. The rest of the week, I was left alone in my small rented house.

At night, the silence pressed down on me, and the heat rising in my body made sleep impossible. My fingers would roam over myself, desperate for release. But no matter how much I touched, it never came close to the raw, consuming pleasure of being fucked by him.

Months passed in this lonely rhythm. Then one day, the school organised an Independence Day program. I had to stand on stage with the staff, so I decided I had to look irresistible.

That morning, I wrapped myself in a white georgette saree with a tricolour border. My blouse was playful yet daring—half sleeves, deep back, showing just enough to tease the imagination. The saree clung to my waist and hugged my curves perfectly.

When I saw myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but smile, imagining the glances it might attract. My loose, silky black hair fell over my shoulders, brushing lightly against my skin. A hint of kajal darkened my eyes, and pink lipstick enhanced the fullness of my lips.

My dusky glow seemed to radiate in the morning light. Small earrings swayed with my movements, bangles jingled softly on my wrists, and delicate anklets kissed my feet as I moved. Every detail made me feel sensuous, alive, and unbearably aware of the heat simmering in me.

That morning, the school campus buzzed with energy—children marching, patriotic songs echoing, and speeches going on. Important guests had arrived: a local politician, the police inspector, and a few government officers. Everyone greeted each other politely, shaking hands with the staff.

As I stood on stage with the other teachers, I felt eyes on me—more than just polite attention. Several men kept sneaking glances. Their gaze lingered shamelessly on my curves, drinking in the swell of my breasts and the narrow arch of my waist.

A strange heat bloomed inside me, as if I could feel them trying to strip me bare with their eyes. Every movement I made felt charged, every flutter of my saree, every shift in my stance sending shivers down my spine.

Days continued to pass like this, each one a slow tease. My husband and I were both restless, aching with need. We waited eagerly for the weekends. Our bodies are craving the connection that seemed just out of reach, only to be plunged back into lonely weekdays.

The constant tension was becoming unbearable—mentally, physically, and, most of all, sexually. The truth was harsh—neither of us could give up our careers. My government job was stable and promising, and my husband’s position at the MNC was too valuable to risk.

But living apart after marriage was becoming an unbearable strain, both emotionally and physically. We realised there was only one way out: my transfer. If I could get posted closer to the city, our lives would become so much easier.

So, we started pulling strings from every direction. Family members contacted their connections; some reached out to local politicians, others tried to influence officials in the education department. My husband and I did everything possible through friends and relatives as well.

One day, a large district-level program was organised for teachers. I was nominated to represent our school. I expected just another formal gathering, but the atmosphere was charged differently. The State Education Minister was expected, along with senior officers, politicians, and even media personnel.

Standing there, in my carefully chosen attire, I could feel the weight of every gaze—even under the formal eyes of officials, my body drew attention. The swell of my boobs, the curve of my waist beneath the saree, the sway of my hips with every step—they didn’t go unnoticed.

I felt a flush of heat creeping over me, a familiar, insistent ache that reminded me of the weekends I longed for, of the nights I craved my husband’s touch. Even in this official setting, the hunger for connection, for release, burned within me. There was a quiet, simmering tension that refused to be ignored.

That day, I wore a cream-colored chiffon saree with a delicate golden border. My maroon sleeveless blouse clung just enough to highlight my dusky skin, the sheer pallu of the saree teasingly tracing the curve of my waist and hips. My long black hair cascaded freely over my shoulders.

A thin line of eyeliner accentuated my eyes, and my lips bore a soft, inviting pink. To anyone passing by, I might have looked like a respectable school teacher—but those who looked closely could sense the natural, undeniable sensuality of my body.

I felt a spark of hope. Today might be my golden chance. If I could speak directly to the minister, perhaps I could finally request help for my transfer and end the torment of long-distance living.

After the meeting concluded, everyone was invited to the lunch hall. Then I heard someone mention that the minister had retreated to his chamber. My pulse quickened. Gathering every ounce of courage, I decided to seize the moment.

As I approached his office, his PA stopped me at the door. “Ma’am, Sir is busy with an important meeting right now. It won’t be possible to see him without an appointment.”

My confidence wavered. I stepped back, uncertainty prickling at my skin. That’s when a man approached me—around forty, dressed in a dark grey suit, radiating quiet authority and a kind of magnetic confidence that made my breath hitch.

“Madam, you are Teacher Payal, right? Sir has asked for you—but in another cabin.”

Even as he spoke, my body responded in ways I hadn’t expected. My skin felt hotter, my heartbeat faster. Not just from the anticipation of the transfer, but from the subtle, electric pull of a stranger noticing me, approaching me with intent.

I felt a mix of confusion and hope as I followed him to another chamber. The door was closed behind me. Inside, a man sat comfortably, a faint, knowing smile on his face.

“Please, sit down, madam… I’m Rajeev Malhotra, the Principal Secretary. What work did you have with the Minister?” he asked, his tone polite but carrying an undertone that made my pulse race.

Nervously, I lowered myself into the chair. “Actually, Sir… I wanted to request a transfer,” I said softly.

His expression hardened, voice firm. “Look, madam, if you have a problem with your posting, just resign. Hundreds are waiting for this job.”

His words made my breath hitch, my body reacting before my mind could catch up. My heartbeat raced as I quickly added, “No, Sir, it’s not that. I love my work, the children, and the villagers. Everything is fine at the school.”

He leaned back slightly, a subtle smirk forming, though his eyes never left me. Then, with more directness, he asked, “Then why exactly do you want a transfer?”

I hesitated, then explained how far the school was from home, the strain of living away from my husband. But as I spoke, I realised he wasn’t really listening to my words. His gaze lingered—first on my face.

Then tracing the soft curve of my saree over my waist and chest, lingering just long enough to make my skin prickle. The faint, knowing smile playing on his lips made me feel exposed. A shiver ran through me as though my nervousness had become a secret source of pleasure for him.

Every word I spoke seemed to feed his attention. I couldn’t help noticing how it made my body respond—the warmth rising in my chest. My skin suddenly felt alive with a delicate, forbidden tension I hadn’t felt in front of anyone else.

I grew increasingly uneasy. As we talked, I tried to discreetly adjust my saree, pulling the pallu closer to cover myself. But his eyes roamed shamelessly over every curve, drinking in the swell of my breasts and the narrow arch of my waist.

In a professional tone, he said, “Look, madam, I understand your problem, but this isn’t easy. The locations you want currently have no vacancies. And to be honest, there are already many applications pending for those areas.”

My breathing grew heavier, almost pleading. “Please, Sir, if there’s any way you can help.”

He leaned back in his chair, that same faint, knowing smile on his lips. “Alright then, give me your details. Let’s see what I can do.”

He pulled out a notebook, carefully jotting down my name, number, and school location. Then, casually, he asked, “If you get a posting, which locations would you prefer?”

I listed three or four places closest to my city. He noted them with deliberate care, his eyes flicking to mine with every word, scanning my body in a way that made my pulse spike.

As soon as the details were recorded, I quickly stood up, adjusting my pallu. “Thank you, Sir,” I murmured, trying to hide my flush as I turned to leave.

But as I stepped back, my feet froze. In the glass panel of the cabin door, I caught a glimpse—he was staring at me, fingers adjusting something inside his trousers, lips slowly bitten.

A sudden heat rushed through me. For a moment, it felt as though his thoughts, his hungry gaze, had already reached under my clothes, touching me without consent.

I realised then—his intentions were far from innocent. Fear mixed with an unexpected, guilty curiosity. Though I knew I should leave, a small, forbidden thrill ran through me. Silently, I walked out, my body buzzing with a heat I hadn’t felt in years.

Two or three months passed like this. Everyone—from my husband, my family, to distant relatives—tried pulling strings, but nothing worked. I remained trapped, caught between my job, the long distance, and a growing, gnawing stress that seemed to seep into every corner of my life.

Then, out of nowhere, my phone rang. I picked up, and a formal female voice greeted me.

“Namaste madam, this is Seema speaking. Secretary Mr. Rajeev Malhotra has called you. It’s regarding the transfer application you submitted. Please come to his office tomorrow afternoon.”

My heartbeat jumped. For a moment, it felt surreal. After months of being stuck, maybe, finally, something would move. My chest tightened with a mixture of hope and nervous excitement.

A guilty flutter ran through me—memories of his gaze, of that dangerous, lingering tension, surfaced unexpectedly. My fingers tightened around the phone, my mind racing with anticipation. Tomorrow, everything could change.

But deep down, a shiver of something forbidden ran through me—a mix of curiosity, desire, and dread that I couldn’t ignore. Would I be ready for what awaited me in that office? Or would the tension consume me before I even got there?

How do you think Payal will face him tomorrow? Will she finally get her transfer—or will the temptation overwhelm her? Share your thoughts, your excitement, or even your hidden fantasies with me—I’ll be waiting to read every word.

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Main – Mummy aaj se pehle maine kabhi aapse aise baat kahi hai kya? Agar meri majburi nahi hoti. To main ye baat kabhi nahi kehta. Aap dekho naa mera lund kitna tight ho gaya hai. Please meri madad kar do, mummy. Warna main pagal ho jaunga. Please, mummy, please.

Mera beta sahi keh raha tha. Aaj tak usne mujhse aisa kabhi kuch nahi kaha tha. Magar aaj uske muh se gande shabd sunke main hairan thi. Mera beta aapne halaat ke chalte mere samne gidgida raha tha.

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main aapne bete ki madad kaise karu. Main yahi sab soch rahi thi ki tabhi mere bete ne mera hath fir se aapne lund par rakh diya. Aur mera hath pakad ke woh aapne lund ko sehalwane laga.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy ke samne gande shabd bolne ke baad bhi unhone mujhe kuch nahi kaha. Aur unhe dekhkar main samajh gaya tha ki woh bhi yahi soch rahi hai ki woh kare to kya kare.

Aur yahi dekhkar maine unka hath aapne lund par rakh diya. Aur unse aapne lund ko sehalwane laga. Mummy ke hath se lund sehalwane mein bahut maza aa raha tha. Mummy aapna hath mere lund se hatane chahti thi.

Magar main unke hath ko chhod nahi raha tha. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta ye theek nahi hai. Tu samjhta kyu nahi hai?

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta mera hath chhod nahi raha tha. Woh mere hath se aapna lund sehalwaye ja raha tha. Aur ab meri baat ka uspar koi asar nahi ho raha tha. Aur fir mere bete ne dusre hath se mere dudh ko pakad liya.

Aur woh mere dudh ko jor jor se dabane laga. Mere beta aapne hosh mein nahi tha. Main usse chhutne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Magar main khud ko chhudwa nahi pa rahi thi. Aur kuch der dudh dabane ke baad mere bete ne mujhe bed par lita diya.

Aur woh turant mere upar chad gaya. Main aapne bete ko kuch kehna nahi chahti thi. Kyuki main janti thi. Woh aisa us goli ki wajah kar raha tha. Isiliye main use pyaar se samjha rahi thi.

Mummy – Beta ye theek nahi hai. Aisa mat kar beta.

Main – Mummy mujhe maaf kar do. Magar mujhse khud ko roka nahi ja raha hai.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Itna sab kuch karne baad bhi mummy ne abhi tak mujhe kuch nahi kaha tha. Woh bas mujhe samjha rahi thi. Kyuki woh bhi janti thi ki main ye sab us goli ki wajah se kar raha hu. Aur main is mouke ka pura fayda utha raha tha.

Mummy ke upar chadte hi main unke dudh dabane laga. Aur maxi ke upar se unke dudh muh mein leke chusne laga. Aur mummy mera muh peeche karne lagi. Magar main unke upar se hatt nahi raha tha.

Mummy – Beta ruk jaa please ruk jaa. Aisa mat kar ye theek nahi hai. Hosh mein aa main teri maa hu.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta aapne hosh puri tarah kho chuka tha. Woh mere dudh ko maxi ke upar se chuse ja raha tha. Aur aaj bahut waqt ke baad koi aisa kar raha tha. Isiliye naa chahte hue bhi mere ander ki aurat ko ye harkate aachi lag rahi thi.

Aur ab mera badan bhi garam padne laga tha. Aur isse pehle sab kuch mere hath se nikal jata. Maine aapne bete ke gaal par 2 thappad laga diye. Aur thappad khane ke baad mera beta ruk gaya. Aur uth ke mujhe dekhne laga. Tabhi main boli.

Mummy – Hatt mere upar se sharam nahi aati aapni maa ke sath ye sab karte hue.

Aapne bete ke uthte hi main bhi uth ke beth gayi. Mera beta bilkul mere samne khada hua tha. Aur uska bina baalo wala mota lund theek mere samne tha. Aur naa chahte hue bhi meri nazar bar bar aapne bete ke lund par ja rahi thi.

Aur uske khule suapde se aati tej mehak mere ander ki aurat ki kaamvasna ko jaga rahi thi. Magar meri ander ki maa mere ander ki aurat ko roke hue thi. Warna agar mere bete ki jagah is waqt koi aur hota.

To main bhi khul ke chudai ka maza leti. Meri nazar aapne bete ke lund se hatt hi nahi rahi thi. Kyuki aaj pehli bar main aapne pati ke lund ke alawa kisi aur ka lund dekh rahi thi. Aur mere bete ka lund mere pati ke lund se kafi bada aur mota tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy ne mujhe rokne ke liye mere 2 thappad laga diye the. Aur ab main unke samne khada hua tha. Magar unki nazar abhi bhi mere lund par thi. Aur isse main ye to samajh gaya tha.

Ki mummy bhi mere lund ke bare mein soch rahi hai. Aur fir mummy ko dekhkar main rote hue bola.

Main – Mummy main bhi aisa nahi karna chahta hu. Magar sab koshish karne ke baad bhi mera lund dheela nahi ho raha hai. Isiliye to main aapse madad maang raha tha ki aap mere lund ko sehla ke shaant kar do.

Mummy – Beta tu samjhta kyu nahi hai? Ye sab sahi nahi hai. Aur tu ye sab khud bhi to kar sakta hai.

Main – Mummy jab se mera lund khada hua hai. Tab kafi der tak main ise sehla chuka hu. Yaha tak ki main nahane bhi gaya tha. Jisse ye theek ho jaye. Magar ye dheela hi nahi ho raha hai. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha hai, mummy. Main karu to kya karu? Upar se Ismein bahut dard bhi ho raha hai.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta mere samne gidgida raha tha. Aur uski aise halat dekhkar mujhe uspar bahut taras aa raha tha. Magar jo woh maang raha tha. Woh ek maa ke liye karna sahi nahi tha. Isiliye use samjhte hue main boli.

Mummy – Main samjhti hu beta tujhe takleef ho rahi hai. Magar jo tu kar raha hai. Woh theek nahi hai.

Main – Main janta hu mummy ye theek nahi hai. Magar ek mard ke lund ko ek aurat hi shaant kar sakti hai. Please, mummy, meri madad kar do. Warna main pagal ho jaunga.

Mera beta meri baat sunne ko tayar nahi tha. Aur woh karta bhi kya, us goli ki wajah se uske ander ki hawas jaag chuki thi. Aur hawas koi rishta nahi dekhti hai. Aur isse pehle main kuch aur bol pati.

Mere bete ne mujhe fir se bed par lita diya. Aur uske aisa karte hi main fir se uthne ki koshish karne lagi. Magar mera beta mujhe uthne nahi de raha tha. Aur isse pehle main kuch kar pati.

Mera beta meri maxi pakad ke upar karne laga. Main use rokne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Magar main use rok nahi pa rahi thi. Tabhi use darane ke liye main holi.

Mummy – Beta agar tu nahi mana. To main ye sab tere papa ko bata dungi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy mujhe papa ko batane ki dhamki de rahi thi. Magar ab main khud ko rokna nahi chahta tha. Isiliye mummy ki baat sunne ke baad bhi main ruka nahi, aur maine mummy ki maxi unke pet ke upar tak kar di.

Mexi ke upar hote hi mummy ki bina baalo ki chut mere samne aa gayi. Aur mummy taange jod ke aapni chut ko chupane lagi. Magar maine mummy ki taange pakad ke faila di. Aur isse pehle mummy kuch aur kar pati.

Maine aapna muh mummy ki chut par laga diya. Aur unki chut ko chaatne laga. Mummy ki chut garam ho rahi thi. Aur main use chaate jaa raha tha.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Aapne papa ki baat sunke bhi mera beta ruka nahi, aur usne meri maxi mere pet ke upar kar di. Aur ander penty naa hone ki wajah se meri bina baalo ki chut mere bete ke samne aa gayi.

Main hamesha aapni chut aur bagal ke baal saaf hi rakhti hu. Kyuki mujhe safayi hamesha se pasand hai. Meri bina baalo ki chut dekhte hi mere bete ki aankho mein ek chamak aa gayi thi.

Aur main aapni chut ko usse chupane lagi. Magar aaj mera beta rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Usne takat laga ke meri taango ko khol diya. Aur isse pehle main kuch kar pati. Usne aapna muh meri chut par laga diya.

Aur aapni jeebh se meri chut ko chaatne laga. Main aapne bete ko lagatar hatane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Magar usne meri dono janghe pakad rakhi thi. Aur uski jeebh meri chut par chale jaa rahi thi.

Abhi bhi halat mere kabu mein the. Isiliye main abhi bhi aapne bete ko rokna cha rahi thi. Isiliye main boli.

Mummy – Hatt ja beta aisa mat kar. Ye paap hai. Ruk ja beta please ruk jaa.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Meri jeebh mummy chut par chal rahi thi. Aur woh abhi bhi mujhe roke ja rahi thi. Magar mummy ki baat ka mere upar koi asar nahi ho raha tha. Main unki chut chaate ja raha tha.

Aur chut chaatne ka asar 2 hi minute mein mujhe dikhne laga. Mummy ki chut geeli hone lagi thi. Aur uski garmahat badne lagi thi. Main mummy ki chut ka pani chaate ja raha tha. Aur fir chut chaat te hue main aapni jeebh mummy ke gaand ke ched par chalane laga.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Meri baat ka mere bete par koi asar nahi ho raha tha. Magar meri chut par chalti mere bete ki jeebh ka asar mujhpe hone laga tha. Aaj bahut waqt ke baad koi meri chut ko aise chaat raha tha.

Shuru mein mere pati meri chut ko chaat te the. Magar jab se hamari chudai kam hui hai. Unhone aisa karna bhi band kar diya hai. Shayad unhe lagta hai. Umar hone ke baad mujhe bhi ye cheeje ab aachi nahi lagti hai.

Magar main unse ye kabhi keh nahi payi ki meri chut aaj bhi lund ke liye tarasti hai. Aur aaj mere bete ne meri ander dabi kaamvasna ko fir se jaga diya tha. Aur ab halaat mere kabu se bahar ho gaye the.

Meri chut pani pani ho rahi thi. Aur mera beta meri chut ke pani ko chaat raha tha. Jisse meri ander ki garmi aur jayada badh rahi thi. Jis tarah meri chut mera beta chaat raha tha. Usse main ye to samajh gayi thi.

Ki mera beta aisa pehli bar nahi kar raha hai. Kyuki jis tarah woh meri chut chaat raha tha. Usse saaf saaf dikh raha tha ki mera beta aachi tarah janta hai ki aurat ko kaise kabu kiya jata hai.

Mere bete ki jeebh meri chut par chal rahi thi. Aur ab main bhi khud par kabu khoti ja rahi thi. Aur fir mera beta aapni jeebh meri gaand ke ched par chalane laga. Aur jaise hi usne aisa kiya. To main sir uth ke use dekhne lagi.

Mere pati ne aaj tak kabhi aisa nahi kiya tha. Aur mere bete ki jeebh mujhe ek alag hi sukh de rahi thi. Aisa sukh jise maine aaj tak kabhi mehsus nahi kiya tha. Mera beta meri chut aur gaand dono ko chaate ja raha tha. Aur ab main bhi use rok nahi pa rahi thi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Ab mummy ne bhi mujhe rokna band kar diya tha. Aur unki chut ab pani pani ho rahi thi. Aur ye dekhkar main itna to samajh gaya tha ki ab mummy bhi puri garam ho chuki hai.

Isiliye woh mujhe rok nahi rahi hai. Mummy ki chut aur gaand ko chaat te hue maine ek hath se aapna kaccha pura nikal diya. Aur fir kuch der chut chaat ke main khada ho gaya.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Aapne bete ke aise chut aur gaand chaatne se mere ander ki aurat puri tarah kho gayi thi. Kyuki aaj bahut waqt ke baad mujhe ye sukh mila tha. Aur fir chut chaat te hue mera bete ek dum se khada ho gaya.

Aur jaise hi woh khada hua to main sir utha ke use dekhne lagi. Mera beta mere samne pura nanga khada hua tha. Usne aapna kaccha bhi nikal diya tha. Aur woh aapne lund ko hath mein liye khada hua tha.

Aur uski nazar meri chut par thi. Mere bete ka lund saanp ki taraf fan failaye khada hua tha. Aur woh khade khade mujhe dekhe ja raha tha. Kamre mein ek sannata chaa gaya tha. Tabhi mere bete ne aapne hath mein thuk liya. Aur woh use aapne supade par lagane laga.

Aapne bete ke aisa karta hi main samajh gayi ki aage woh kya karne wala hai. Isiliye main jaldi se uthne ki koshis karne lagi. Magar mere bete ne mujhe uthne nahi diya. Aur woh turant meri taango ke beech aa gaya.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Ab main mummy ki taango ke beech baitha hua tha. Aur woh abhi bhi uthne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Magar ab main unhe uthne nahi de raha tha. Mummy ko dekhkar ye saaf saaf pata chal raha tha.

Ki lund to woh bhi lena chahti hai. Bas woh thoda naa nukur kar rahi hai. Kyuki ye unke liye bhi asan hai ki unka beta unhe chodne wala hai. Mera lund mummy ki chut ke upar dhastak de raha tha. Aur isse pehle mummy kuch bolti. Main bol pada.

Main – Mummy bas aaj meri madad kar do. Agar aaj maine aapne lund ko shaant nahi kiya to main pagal ho jaunga. Maan jao naa mummy. Bas aaj ke liye.

Mummy – Tu samjhta kyu nahi hai? Ye sab sahi nahi hai. Maa bete ke beech mein aisa hona paap hai. Agar kisi ko is baat ka pata chal gaya. To sab barbaad ho jayega.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Main abhi bhi aapne bete ko rokna chahti thi. Halaki main ye aachi tarah janti thi ki aaj mera beta rukne wala nahi hai. Agar woh normal hota to aisa kuch kabhi nahi karta.

Magar is waqt uspar chudai ki goli ka asar tha. Jiske chalte uska lund pather ban chuka tha. Aur is waqt woh bas aapne lund ko shaant karna chahta tha. Mere bete ka thuk laga lund meri chut ke upar dhastak de raha tha. Aur fir woh bola.

Main – Kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega mummy. Agar hum dono kisi ko kuch nahi batayenge. To ye baat koi nahi jaan payega. Aur waise bhi mummy aap to sirf meri madad hi kar rahe ho naa. Please, mummy, please, sirf aaj ke liye.

Itna kuch karne ke baad bhi mera beta mujhse madad maang raha tha. Aur uska kehna bhi sahi tha. Ye baat kabhi koi nahi jaan payega. Jab tak hum dono mein se koi ye baat kisi ko naa bata de. Main aapne bete ki baat ke bare mein soch hi rahi thi.

Ki tabhi mere bete ne aapna lund meri chut par lagaya. Aur ek bar mein usne aapna lund meri chut mein daal diya. Aur jaise mere bete ka lund meri chut mein gaya. Tabhi mere muh se ummmm ki awaaj nikli.

Meri kamuk awaaj sunne ke baad mera beta ruk gaya. Aur main aapni chut mein aapne bete ke garam aur mote lund ko mehsus karne lagi. Aaj pure dedh mahine baad meri chut mein lund gaya tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Ab mera lund mummy ki chut ke ander tha. Aur main mummy ko dekhe ja raha tha. Mummy aapni aankhe band kiye honton ko dabaye hue leti hui thi.

Aur unke chere par ek dum shaanti cha gayi thi. Mera aadhe se jayada lund mummy ki chut mein tha. Aur mummy ki chut ab puri tarah se geeli ho chuki thi. Mujhe unki chut ki garmahat aapne lund par mil rahi thi.

Mummy ki chut ne mere lund ko puri tarah se jakad liya tha. Kuch der main chut mein lund daale aise hi ruka raha. Aur is waqt mummy bhi ek dum shaant hoke leti hui thi. Unhe dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise woh kahi kho gayi thi. Woh naa mujhe hata rahi thi. Aur naa kuch keh rahi thi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mere bete ka garam aur mota lund meri chut mein tha. Aur main uske sukhad ahsas mein kho gayi thi. Kuch pal ke liye main ye tak bhool gayi thi ki meri chut mein jo lund ghusa hai. Woh mere bete ka hai.

Aur fir jab mujhe hosh aaya. To main aapne bete ko fir se hatane lagi. Mera beta mujhe dekh raha tha. Aur use dekhkar lag raha tha ki itna to woh samajh gaya hoga ki meri chut ko uske lund ki jarurat hai.

Meri kai koshish ke baad bhi mere bete ne mujhe chhoda nahi, woh meri jangho ko faila ke pakde hua tha. Aur fir main boli.

Mummy – Beta main tere hath jodti hu. Aisa matt kar ye sahi nahi hai.

Main – Mummy mujhe maaf kar do. Magar aaj main khud ko rok nahi paunga. Aur iska karan aap aache se jante ho. Agar koi aur rasta hota. To main aisa kabhi nahi karta. Magar main vaada kara hu.

Ye baat marte dum tak kisi ko nahi bataunga. Bas aaj aap meri madad kar do. Aur waise bhi mummy mera lund to pehle hi aapki chut mein jaa chuka hai. Bas mujhe ise shaant kar lene do. Warna is dard se mera sir fatt jayega.

Main janti thi meri baat ka mere bete par koi asar nahi hoga. Magar fir bhi main use hatne ke liye keh rahi thi. Magar sach to ye tha ki mere ander ki aurat bhi chut mein pade is lund ka sukh lena chahti thi.

Aur ab rokne ke liye kuch bacha bhi nahi tha. Kyuki mere bete ka lund pehle hi meri chut mein jaa chuka tha. Aur aapne bete ki baat sunke main chup ho gayi.

Aur fir mere chup hote hi mere bete ne thoda sa lund bahar nikala. Aur fir se use meri chut mein daal diya. Is bar mere bete ka pura lund meri hut mein chala gaya. Aur mere muh se fir se ummmm ki awaaj aayi.

Kahani bete ki jubaani – Meri baat sunte hi mummy ek dum shaant ho gayi thi. Unko dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise unhone bhi mujhe haa keh diya tha. Halaki unhone ye muh se nahi bola tha.

Magar unke muh se nikalti ye kamuk awaaj mujhe ye batane ke kafi thi. Mummy ki kamuk awaaj sunte hi main jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga. Aur mera lamba mota lund mummy ki geeli chut mein ander bahar hone laga.

Mummy chup hoke leti hui thi. Aur main dhakke pe dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur mere lund ki ragad unki chut mein ho rahi thi. Jisse unke muh se beech beech mein ummm mmmm ki awaaj nikal rahi thi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mere bete ka lund meri chut mein ragadta hua ja raha tha. Aur uske lund se mil rahe sukh ki wajah se mere muh se kamuk awaaje nikal rahi thi. Aur main bhi kab tak ek maa ko rok pati.

Aakhirkaar maa ke ander bhi ek aurat hoti hai. Jise baaki sukh ke sath sath chudai ka sukh bhi chahiye hota hai. Ab main aapne bete ko rok nahi rahi thi. Kyuki isse uski madad ho rahi thi. Aur uski madad karte hue mujhe bhi ek naye lund ka sukh mil raha tha.

Bas main use ye dikhana nahi chahti thi. Magar mujhe is baat ka andaza tha ki mera beta ye jaan gaya hai. Dhakke lagate hue mera bata mujhe hi dekhe ja raha tha. Aur main usse nazre chura rahi thi.

Magar mere bete ke lund ka ek ek inch main aapni chut mein mehsus kar rahi thi. Jisse naa chahte hue bhi mere muh se ummm mmmmm ki awaaj nikal rahi thi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy mujhe dikha nahi rahi thi. Magar main janta tha. Mummy ko bhi mere lund se maza aa raha tha. Aur main bhi yahi chahta tha ki woh mere lund se pure maze le.

Isiliye main bina ruke dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur fir kuch hi der dhakke lagane ke baad mumny ka badan akadne laga. Aur unka pani nikal gaya. Aur jab unka pani nikala. Tab unhone mere dono hatho ko jor se pakad liya.

Mummy ko pichle dedh mahine se lund ka sukh nahi mila tha. Aur aaj unki chut mein jo lund tha. Woh ek jawan lund tha. Jiska ahsas bahut alag tha. Aur isiliye mummy ka pani itni jaldi nikal gaya.

Mummy ka pani nikalne ke baad bhi main bina ruke dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur mummy abhi bhi mera hath pakad ke leti hui thi. Aur us charamsukh ka maza le rahi thi. Jo kafi waqt ke baad unhe mila tha.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera jawan beta meri chut mein dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur uske jawan aur mote ki wajah se mera pani itni jaldi nikal gaya tha. Mere bete ke mote lund se meri chut ka ek ek hissa khil utha tha.

Mujhe woh sukhad ahsas de raha tha. Jo aaj se pehle mujhe kabhi nahi mila tha. Mera pani nikalne ke baad bhi mera beta dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur main aapni aankhe band kiye leti hui thi.

Is waqt main ek maa nahi, balki sirf ek aurat thi. Jise kafi waqt ke baad lund ka sukh mil raha tha. Aur woh is sukh ko mehsus karna chahti thi. Halaki mujhe is baat ka ahsas tha ki mujhe ye sukh dene wala mera beta hai.

Magar is waqt mera bete aur main hum dono hi aapni aapni garmi ko shaant karna chahte the. Bas farak itna sa tha ki mere beta ki hawas us goli ki wajah thi. Meri kaam vasna mere bete ne jagayi thi.

Dhakke lagate hue mere bete ne meri maxi ko mere dudh ke upar kar diya.Aur jaise hi usne aisa kiya. Main aankhe khol ke aapne bete ko dekhne lagi. Magar maine use kuch nahi kaha. Aur woh mujhe dekhne laga.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy ki maxi upar karne ke baad bhi unhone mujhe kuch nahi kaha. Woh bas mujhe dekh rahi thi. Aur unki aankhe bata rahi thi ki ab mummy ko mere lund se maza aa raha tha.

Mere dhakko se mummy ke dudh upar neeche hone lage. Aur mummy lete lete mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi. Aur fir main mummy ke dudh muh maine leke chusne laga. Aaj aisa lag raha tha. Jaise main fir se chota ho gaya hu.

Aur ek bacche ki tarah fir se mummy ka dudh pi raha hu. Jaise hi main mummy ke dudh chusne laga. To unke muh se siiiiii siiiiiii ki awaaj nikalne lagi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Dhakke lagate hue mere bete ne meri maxi ko mere dudh ke upar kar diya. Aur uske harr dhakke se mere dudh upar neeche ho rahe the. Aur tabhi mere bete ne mere dudh ko muh mein le liya.

Aur dhakke lagate hue woh mere dudh ko chusne laga. Aur uske aisa karne se meri garmi aur jayada badne lagi. Aaj mera beta mere dudh ek bacche ki tarah nahi, belki ek mard ki tarah chus raha tha.

Woh mere nipple ko aapni jeebh se sehla raha tha. Aur mere dudh ko chuste hue unhe halke halke kaat bhi raha tha. Jisse mere muh se siiiii siiiiiii ki awaaje nikal rahi thi.

If you want to know the intensity of this story, kindly read my previous stories.

After Sheela went to her house, Anu and I were engaged in sex in the bathroom. Sheela heard our moaning while standing near our bathroom ventilator, as per my guess.

On Saturday, Anu and I had sex during the day. In the evening, we slept naked on the floor.

“Rohit, I never imagined in my life I would be fucked by you. Actually, I had a crush on you since childhood. But I didn’t have enough courage to express my love. I was thinking, I should get fucked by you, whenever my husband blames me for having an affair, to hide his impotence.”

“But Today, Life created an opportunity to have sex with you. Shall we go outside and have food? I am very happy today,” Anu asked. We both cleaned the room and freshened up together. We had tasty food and roamed the roads and parks holding hands. Anu was so happy.

She said, “This is the first time I am feeling relaxed after my marriage.” We returned to our room by noon and slept nude by hugging each other.

Next Sunday morning, we woke up and finished our daily routine by having breakfast. I told Anu, “Today I will massage your body.” She was excited about an idea and agreed. We arranged a blanket on the floor and warmed the oil. I removed her dress and made her nude. Anu slept on the floor on her stomach.

I poured oil from neck to legs. Started to massage her back at her shoulder, and she started to feel relaxed. I pressed her legs with my thumb to release her pain. I poured some more oil on her buttocks and started to massage. I pressed both of them with my hands. She started to moan slightly.

After some time, I turned her and poured oil on her thighs, massaged them neatly and pulled her toes. I came up and poured oil on her boobs and started to press her boobs softly. Playing with her nipples by pulling and twisting. I removed all my clothes and came over her body.

I sat on her body, touching my cock at her pussy entrance. I started to rub my cock on her pussy while massaging her boobs. What a sexual experience it was! I pushed my bare cock inside her pussy and started to fuck while sucking her oiled boobs.

We are enjoying the sensual encounter by rubbing our bodies while fucking. Anu started to leak, her juice mixed with oil, which gave us intoxication. Wonderful memory it was. A room filled with the ‘puch puch’ sound while fucking. I sped up the fucking and released my cum while Anu joined me. We slept side by side for some time. I asked Anu about Sheela while sucking her boobs. How is she?

“Sheela is a good friend of mine. She has a kind nature, and she supported me whenever I felt low. But she will tease me if she knows about fucking session between me and you. And she will flirt with gents, as I observed. Once, the ground-floor lady was fighting with Sheela.”

“Sheela had an affair with her husband. But when I asked about Sheela regarding this, she agreed that she had sex with a ground-floor person when he insisted on it, but she did not force him. Later, the family vacated the building. She may attract every man sexually. But she is a good person compared to others, and she has helped me a lot. That’s why I told you to avoid her.”

Later that day, Anu’s mom called her to come home as she was not feeling well. Anyhow, Anu has to go on Monday morning due to a court hearing. So she decided to leave on Sunday evening. Anu and I went to the bathroom and had a quick session there. In the evening, I dropped Anu at the bus stand.

While I was returning, I saw Sheela walking to her house. Her buttocks swayed along with her steps. I stopped my bike near her and asked her to get off. She sat beside me on one side as she wore a saree. She put her hands on me. Her Body perfume made me intoxicated. We reached home.

While Sheela was climbing the steps, her shaking buttocks aroused me. I was tempted to hold her buttocks. When she was at her door entrance, she asked about Anu. She left home due to a court case. Sheela said, If I need any help, she can do whatever Anu does. She winked and got inside.

I went to my room. I cleaned the room and got freshened up. I was thinking of Sheela’s Ass and her structure. After hearing about Sheela from Anu’s words, I thought to try to fuck Sheela as she might agree. But due to fear, I wasn’t able to move further. That night, I didn’t get proper sleep thinking of Sheela and Anu.

The next morning, I freshened up and made up my mind to approach Sheela about sex. So, I went to her house and rang the bell at 10 AM. Sheela asked from inside, “Who is that?”

“Rohit,” I said. She came and opened the door and invited me inside. She was in shorts. Her Smooth, milky thighs and ample boobs are exposed to me. She just came out of the bathroom, she said. I couldn’t speak anything by looking at exposed boobs and thighs.

She had a size 40-32- 40-32-40 figure. She had huge boobs and buttocks. She is a hot and Sexy blonde. I asked about her son. He went to school, and he will return home after 6, she said. She took permission from me and went to wear a dress. I was looking at her photos on the wall. I found an album near the TV.

I was watching her photos with her son. I found her photos in a Yoga suit. She was looking damn hot in that. Sheela came out in a T-shirt and loose pants. I asked about her yoga photos. She said she is an online yoga instructor. She holds live yoga classes for her golden subscribers.

She had a YouTube channel with 1M subscribers, and she teaches yoga online for her paid subscribers. It’s the source of her income. She is earning around 1L-1.5L through this course, she said. She gave me breakfast, and I asked about her.

“I had already. Now I want to take live classes. By that time, you have breakfast and take some rest. Classes will end after 1 hour,” she said.

“Can I watch your yoga for free?” I winked at her. Sure, she winked back. She set up her camera for recording. She went to the room to change her dress. By that time, I had finished my food. Sheela came out with a sleeveless yoga top that covered her boobs only and skin-tight yoga pants.

Her pussy line is visible above the pants, and her nipples are pointed out. I understand, she didn’t wear anything inside her yoga dress. She started her yoga with the beginning asanas. I was exploring her body from the sofa. She starts with her yoga poses.

I was sitting behind the Camera, so Sheela was posing for me. She sleeps on the floor and lifts her legs at 90 90-degree angle and stretches her legs apart. I saw her pussy line above the pants. Now changed to Happy baby pose. Her buttocks were clearly visible to all.

She stood in front of the camera and was telling something to her subscribers by bending her body. Her boobs are exposed. My cock starts to get erect by looking at her hot boobs. I went near to have a close view. I maintained myself from entering the scene.

I saw her subscribers, all of whom are men, aged 30-50 years. I thought nobody was following her instructions. Everyone was watching her sexy boobs. Definitely, they joined to watch her sexy body and masturbate, not for yoga, I can confirm by watching their faces.

She took a cat pose. Her boobs are exposed and a feast for all eyes. All are drooling over her. My cock is fully erect from watching her sexy boobs. She is doing it now from the side view, so viewers can see her hips bend. I saw her buttocks. It was tempting me fuck her.

I was controlling my urge, as classes were going on. She next changed her pose to the Dog pose. She stretched her hands fully on the floor and lifted her legs. I couldn’t help but watch her pose. I looked at her viewers, and nobody was following her yoga steps.

All are watching her sexy body with lustful eyes. I logged out her live stream without informing her. She was explaining that stretch in the same position. I took courage and removed all my clothes and stood naked. I went behind her so that my cock could touch her buttocks.

I removed her pants in one go, and spanked her bare buttocks as she didn’t wear panties. Sheela moaned and was shocked by my move. She thought I had made her nude in front of her subscribers. I told her I stopped her live video. She was relieved and looked at me nude.

“What made the handsome Hulk do this?” Sheela asked. “Nobody can control by watching your sexy body, your subscribers drooling over your sexy body,” I said, by rubbing cock between her ass. I spanked her ass.

Sheela turned towards me. She rolled her hand on my body. She came near my cock in a kneeling position. She held my cock and gazed at my monster. It stands in salute to her sexy body. She looked at me with her lustful eyes. She winked at me by holding my cock in her palm.

She started to play with my balls, and it was shaven neatly. She licked my balls neatly and made them wet. I removed her top to release her huge, juicy boobs. She is completely nude in front of me and licking my cock. She had huge, juicy boobs with broad hips. She looks like a sex goddess to me.

Using her tongue, she licked from my balls to my cock tip. It gives a different thrill to me. She took my cock in her mouth and started to suck. Wow, her sucking skills made me excited. She sucks neatly than Anu. Her Sucking skills show her experience in cock Sucking.

I told her to lie down. We took the 69 position. She kept her body neat and clean. No hair on her body. I started to lick her clean pussy. I opened her pussy lips and inserted my tongue, while Sheela took my cock inside her mouth. I inserted my tongue to touch the labia.

She is moaning while sucking my cock. She took my cock to her throat and choked. She spat her saliva on my cock and sucking again. She licked my precum. I sped up my licking of her pussy and made her leak her juice.

We got up, and I made her sit on the sofa. Sheela stretched her legs apart. Her pussy inside was visible.

Nandu used to say about how he plays with his Mom’s belly every night.

It was something like this: “Mom and I went to bed at night after we had dinner. We were both chatting. Like every night, I slowly slid my hand under Mom’s pallu and kept it on her belly. As I continued chatting with Mom, I slowly started to rub her belly.

Sometimes I was moving my hand just below her boobs, on the fold of her waist and sometimes moving downwards, I was rubbing her belly and around her navel with my palm. At night, Mom wears a saree much below her navel. I could touch her entire jiggling belly, just up to her pubic area.

Mom kept on chatting, and I slowly started playing and squeezing her belly, cupping and squeezing her belly, putting my finger in her navel and playing there. At one point in time, I sat up, bent over her belly, buried my face in her belly and started sucking, licking and biting all over Mom’s belly.

I do this every night, so Mom does not mind. She kept on chatting and playing with my hair. My Mom’s belly is so big that I cannot hug her fully with my arms. When I was sucking her belly here and there, her sweet motherly smell was intoxicating me.

I was also using both my hands to squeeze her belly wherever I was not sucking. Sometimes I would put my tongue inside her deep navel and lick her navel like a dog drinks water. My dick was erect inside my pyjamas. But somehow, I hid it from my Mom’s eyes.

Sometimes I feel lucky to spend each night with the warmth of my huge and fat Mom and playing with her belly and navel. At the same time, I feel sad that I cannot play with my Mom’s huge boobs and cannot suck them as Suman does.

I once requested Mom to let me suck on her boobs, but she refused. I got scolded for my life. I dare not ask her again.”

The next Sunday we went fishing. As usual, Suman told us how he suckled his Mom’s boobs and drank her breastmilk while fucking and cumming in her navel. Now it was Nandu’s turn to tell us why he is so happy.

Nandu started to say: “At my maternal uncle’s house, many of our relatives gathered for the wedding event. They all would stay. To arrange a place for so many people, uncle had arranged a hall where lots of mattresses were put on the ground. Many of our aunts and cousins gathered in that room at night to sleep.

Each of the mother were arranged to sleep with her son or daughter. Those who had two or more were given extra mattresses to sleep together. As usual, Mom and I got into one mattress and went under a big blanket provided to us. Even after lying on the bed, Mom was chatting with my aunts.

I could still hear the small whisperings of my cousins echoing in the room. Under the blanket, I slowly slid my hand under my Mom’s pallu and started to play and squeeze her belly. Mom did not resist, as it was usual for me, and nobody could see my hand as everything was under the blanket.

She was facing towards me. I was playing with Mom’s upper belly. But due to the ceremony, Mom had worn her saree above her navel. So, neither could I reach her navel nor could I play with her belly. However, suddenly an idea struck me.

Today, as there are so many people here, if I do something naughty tonight, Mom cannot shout at me. Otherwise, everybody would gossip about what I was trying to do with my Mom. I thought it might be the best chance for me to suck my Mom’s boobs.

After playing for a while with her upper belly, I slowly moved my hand towards her boobs and suddenly grabbed her breast over the blouse. But everything under the blanket, and started to squeeze it. It was the best feeling of my life.

All I thought was that if Suman can suck his Mom’s boobs, then why would I not get a chance from my Mom? The way Mom jerked that made me feel that she was in utter shock. She grabbed my hand and pulled it down to her upper belly. But again, I moved my hand upwards and started to squeeze her boobs.

Mom again tried to pull it down. But again, I took my hand to her breast and squeezed it like kneading dough. At one point in time, I put my hand between her cleavage and started to cup her breast as much as I could. It was difficult as she was wearing a tight blouse, but I did the best I could.

It was the first time in so many years I touched Mom’s boobs again. Her boobs were soft but rigid, and her skin was smooth. My body was shivering with excitement, and my erect dick was throbbing inside my pants. Ufff, why does Mom deny me this?

Mom again was pulling my hand to her belly. Soon after, my hand would crawl upwards to her boobs. She was neither able to tell me anything nor stop my naughtiness. At one point in time, I was trying to open her blouse hooks. Mom got frustrated. She tried to grab my hand strongly and remove it from her boobs.

But I was holding one of her hooks so tightly that due to her pull on my hand, the hook came off. Mom understood the scenario. She understood that, anyhow, tonight I will suck on her boobs. If the tug of war over her boobs continues between me and her, then all the hooks of her blouse may come off.

She stopped resisting, and inside the blanket, she started to unhook her blouse. When she opened her blouse completely, she whispered in my ear: Get your head inside the blanket and do it. I know what you are trying to do.

I glided inside the blanket completely. It was dark and I could see nothing. Yet my Mom’s huge boobs discovered my face and my hands before I found them. With all the love and lust for my Mom kept inside my heart, I grabbed my Mom’s boobs with both of my hands.

I started to squeeze them hard in excitement. As she was lying on her side, facing me, one of her huge and heavy boobs was on the bed, jiggling like a water balloon, and the other one was hanging over that one. Both of her nipples came very close to each other and my mouth.

I buried my face in her bare boobs and licked all over. I played with her nipples using my tongue. Then I suddenly took one of her nipples in my mouth and started to suck on my Mom’s breast while squeezing both her breasts with my hands. Even though I sucked hard, no milk came out.

Yet the pleasure and my arousal were immense. My dick was extremely hard, and my balls started to feel pain. After sucking that breast for a long time, I moved to Mom’s other breast and started sucking hard on that one. At one point, I felt like I wanted to play with my Mom’s belly and navel.

I slowly released one of Mom’s boobs from my hand and started to glide it. And reached the edge of the fold of her saree on her belly. I tried to push my fingers beneath her saree and reach at her navel and belly. Mom was in new trouble now.

She raised the blanket a little bit and whispered in my ear with an angry voice, “What are you trying to do now?”  I whispered back to Mom, releasing her nipple from my mouth for some seconds, “Mommy, I want to play with your navel and lower belly. I cannot sleep without playing with your belly, Mom.”

I again started to suck the nipple of her breast – that one I was still holding in my hand and squeezing”. Mom had no other option to pacify me, without letting every aunt and cousin know what was happening under the blanket. She hesitatingly took off the fold of her saree from her waist.

She started to untie the knot of her petticoat. I was still sucking and squeezing my Mom’s huge breasts and playing on her belly. I think Mom thought that once I fall asleep, then she will again have to pull the petticoat above her navel and tie up the saree properly.

Maybe for that reason, for now, she pulled the petticoat below her belly, exposing her huge belly to me, under the blanket and tied the knot of her petticoat loosely just above her pubic area like every night. She knew that I could not sleep without playing with her belly and navel.

As soon as she completed tying the knot of her petticoat, she gave a pat on my hand and, raising the blanket a little bit again, said “Hmm.” I slowly started to move my hand downwards across Mom’s belly. I was still sucking Mom’s nipple and squeezing her breast.

And thus, I was so excited that instead of giving the slow initial rub on my Mom’s belly and navel like the other night, I immediately started to rub and squeeze all over Mom’s belly. I squeezed the thick folds in her waist, ran my fingers through the gullies of Mom’s belly fold.

I started to cup and squeeze her all over her belly, sometimes playing with her stretch marks with the tips of my fingers. Ultimately, the time came, and I put my index finger in Mom’s deep navel. I started to play with my finger inside Mom’s navel – sometimes rotating, moving back and forth.

With my remaining fingers and portion of palm, I grabbed Mom’s jiggly belly below her navel and started to squeeze with all my lust. This got me so horny and excited. I started to squeeze Mom’s breast harder and take more of her areola with her nipple. My dick was aching.

I think Mom pitied me. She started to rub my head and back. She was still chatting with my aunts. But as all my naughty deeds were happening under the blanket, nobody else could know. After playing like this for some time, I again raised my hand to Mom’s boobs.

I started to suck Mom’s other breast and started to squeeze both of Mom’s boobs with both of my hands. After playing like this for some time, I continued to suck and squeeze Mom’s breast. I slid my hand back to Mom’s belly and navel.

I again started to cup and squeeze Mom’s belly, and sometimes put my finger in Mom’s navel and played there. Each time I am playing with Mom’s belly and navel, my lust and emotion get stronger. I suck and squeeze Mom’s breast harder.

After some time, I slowly crawled down to play with Mom’s belly with my mouth, under the blanket. I buried my face in Mom’s belly, and while continuing to squeeze Mom’s huge boobs with my one hand, I alternately. I started to suck, lick and bite everywhere on Mom’s belly.

I used my other hand to squeeze Mom’s belly with my other hand. Sucking and licking like this all over Mom’s belly. I concentrated on Mom’s deep navel. I buried my nose in Mom’s navel. I sniffed the musky smell of her navel and sucked on her soft belly.

Mom was still chatting with aunts, but gasping sometimes. Aunt asked if she was all right, but Mom said she was fine.

I slowly inserted my tongue inside Mom’s navel and started to lick and suck Mom’s warm and deep navel. Her navel area and belly were slippery with my saliva. I was using my one hand to squeeze Mom’s boobs. At the same time, I used my other hand to squeeze Mom’s belly with all my lust.

I continued to suck and lick Mom’s navel. I wanted to get a bit more relaxed, as I had not masturbated today due to being among so many people. So, for some seconds, I moved my hand away from Mom’s belly. I pulled down her pants. I went back again to squeezing Mom’s belly with my hand.

My fully erect dick was sticking out. It does not become like a pole when fully erect. Rather, it curves upwards like a sickle. I continued to suck and lick Mom’s deep navel, while cupping and squeezing Mom’s boobs and belly. I also had put one of my legs between Mom’s legs.

I started to rub my dick on Mom’s thighs, though over the petticoat, moving my waist up and down. I think Mom could not realise that my dick was open due to the petticoat. She only raised the blanket for once to whisper to me, “Stop being naughty.”

But did not care much further and continued chatting with my aunts and rubbing my head. At one point in time, Mom’s loosely tied petticoat had moved a bit more downwards, exposing a part of her rough bush of pubic hair. I think Mom did not realise it.

But I realised that as I was moving my hand, her pubic hair suddenly scratched my hand. I was excited with lust and started to shiver. I stopped playing with my Mom’s belly and slowly started to move it downwards. I did not stop playing with my Mom’s boobs with my other hand.

I continued to suck Mom’s navel and belly, while I continued rubbing my dick on Mom’s thigh over the petticoat. I slowly started to play with my fingers among her exposed pubic hair slightly. I think Mom still did not realise that I was doing that with my full intention.

But she realised the trouble once I started to slide my hand beneath her petticoat. To control the situation, she pulled my hand up to her boobs to pacify me. But I was stubborn. I started to squeeze Mom’s boobs with that hand. I got the other hand down and slid it inside her petticoat to play with her pubic hair.

This tug of war continued for some time, and at one point, Mom gave up. Now I was squeezing my Mom’s boobs with one hand, licking her navel. My other hand was caressing her pubic hair. I was rubbing my dick on my Mom’s thigh over the petticoat.

Slowly, I moved my hand further down and reached Mom’s pussy. Mom did not react. I think that she thought that I was exploring her body. I think that she realised that I am too stubborn and excited by my discoveries of the warmth of her huge body.

So, I think only to pacify me, she opened her legs a little bit wider, so that I could explore her pussy. Mom’s pussy was thick and warm. Her pubic hair was spread up to her pussy lips. As I started to play with my fingers between and on Mom’s pussy lips, I realised that Mom’s pussy is very moist.

I played softly with my fingers and continued to rub between her pussy lips. As I rubbed more and more, Mom’s pussy was releasing some watery thing. I was so excited. I was squeezing Mom’s boobs harder and sucking Mom’s navel and belly more lustfully with my tongue, sometimes even biting.

At one point in time, Mom’s pussy lips opened up. I reached a moist hole between her pussy lips. I started rubbing there, and at one point in time, my finger glided into that hole. Out of excitement, I was moving my finger back and forth inside her pussy hole. Mom was shivering.

My aunts and cousins were asleep by then, so she could not even make a sound. I was still not satisfied. Mom’s pussy hole was big, and my one finger was feeling like a spoon in a drinking glass. So, I started to use two fingers to move in and out of my Mom’s pussy hole and caress.

Suddenly, Mom jerked her body strongly, and lots of watery things squirted out of her pussy and made the mattress and blanket wet. I think Mom was irritated. She grabbed my arm with her strong hands and pulled me up. However, she did not take my head out of the blanket.

She raised the blanket and whispered to me angrily, “Enough, Nandu, now suck mommy’s boobs and go to sleep.” She extended her hand to hug me tightly so that I could not move too much. But, once she hugged me, she realised that I was not wearing my pants and my open dick and balls pressed on her belly.

She raised the blanket this time. Instead, she also got herself covered fully under the blanket up to her head. She started to whisper to me angrily, but as I had already started to suck and squeeze her boobs using both my hands. I was only making small sounds to reply to her without taking her nipple out of my mouth.

Mom: What the hell? Why are you not wearing your pants?

Me: Hmmm

Mom: Wear your pants. You should not sleep like this with mommy.

Me: Hmmm

Mom: Wear it, move away and sleep, or you will face the consequences when we go back home.

Me: Hmmm

Mom: What a nasty, stubborn boy you are. Uffff, what am I going to do with him?

Me: Hmmm

Mom: Release yourself fast and go to sleep.

I put my leg across Mom’s waist and started to rub my dick on Mom’s belly. I kept sucking Mom’s breast hard. My dick was gliding like a spoon in butter on my Mom’s belly. Releasing lots and lots of precum – making Mom’s belly wet all over.

Rajesh, you will only know the arousal and satisfaction of rubbing your dick on your mom’s belly. I can bet rubbing your dick on your Mom’s belly will be more pleasurable than rubbing your dick between the boobs of another woman.

I think Mom wanted me to get my cum released faster, so that we can go to sleep faster. She took my dick in her hand and put it in her navel. My Mom’s belly is bigger than Chitra aunty’s belly. So half of my thin dick went inside Mom’s navel.

My dick head started to ooze more and more precum as the warm walls inside my Mom’s navel grasped my dick. More of my dick was engulfed within my Mom’s belly as I pushed in. Out of extreme pleasure, I started to suck Mom’s nipple harder and squeezed both of her boobs.

Out of excitement, I had started to make noise. But Mom whispered to me, “Shh, or everyone will wake up.” I could not hold any longer. I hugged Mom tightly, buried my face between her breasts, pushed my dick in her navel and held it there. My whole body started to jerk.

With each jerk, my thick cum was released in my Mom’s navel. There was so much cum in me that some of it came out of Mom’s navel and started to drip on the mattress from her belly. Mom did not release her hold on my dick until I released all my cum in her navel.

Even after releasing so much cum, my dick was not getting soft. I started to squeeze and suck Mom’s boobs again, and started to rub my dick on Mom’s belly. Mom’s navel, belly and breasts were getting smeared with my cum due to my rubbing with my dick.

Mom understood she needed to release more of my cum to get me to sleep. Then that happened, which I never expected. She pushed herself upwards a little bit. but I did not let her nipple come out of my mouth and continued to squeeze her boobs. She untied her petticoat fully and removed it.

She pushed my waist downwards and wrapped me over my waist with one of her tall and heavy legs. As I continued to suck and play with her boobs, she held my dick with her fingers and slowly started to rub its head between her pussy lips. Her pussy was already very wet.

The excitement I got surpassed all the excitement I got earlier. At one point in time, the head of my dick glided into her pussy hole. One fourth of my dick started to throb inside Mom’s pussy.

Namaste doston, main Ved (24). Yeh kahani hain mere aur meri guardian, Priyamani (42), ke beech hui ghatna ki.

Main jab college mein entry ki, mere parents ek accident mein chal base. Hamari zyada rishtedaari bhi thi nahi. Priyamani meri mummy ki door ki cousin thi aur woh hamare pados mein hi rehti thi.

Priyamani ko mera legal guardian banaya gaya aur tabse pichle 6 saal se main unke saath rehta hoon.

Priyamani unmarried hain. Woh bohat sundar hain. Unka figure kisi actress se kam nahi. Unke boobs aur ass bhi bade hain aur woh kisi ko bhi apna deewana bana sakti hain.

Priyamani bohat calm aur kind lady hain. Unhone meri dekh bahal bakhoobi ki hain.

Khair, main story pe aata hoon.

Baat tab ki jab main exams dene ke baad, garmi ki chhutiyon mein ghar par hua karta tha. Ab kyuki main 18 saal ka tha, mere paas option tha Priyamani se alag rehne ka.

Priyamani kehti thi ki agar main chahoon toh alag ho sakta hoon. Par mera mann nahi tha. Mujhe unki aadat si hogayi thi aur phir woh meri sabse badi fantasy thi. Main tabse unki taraf attached hoon.

Maine garmi ki chhutiyon mein cricket club join karne ka faisla kiya aur roz shaam ko cricket practice se gym jaakar ghar aata.

Ek din jab main gym se ghar aaya toh bohat baarish ho rahi thi. Priyamani apni blue color ki saree mein balcony mein khadi thi aur sukh rahe kapde nikal rahi thi.

Maine jaakar unki madad ki aur phir jo maine dekha, main aaj tak nahi bhul sakta. Baarish se woh saamne se bheeg chuki thi aur yeh dekh kar mere lund mein hulchul hui.

Maine distraction ke liye kuch kapde unke saath se le liye aur andar hall mein chala gaya. Priyamani bhi mere piche piche hall mein aa gayi.

Yeh kahani ab main 3rd person view se sunaunga…

Priyamani: Yeh baarish bhi na bin bulaye aajati hain… saare kapde bheeg gaye…

Ved: Monsoon ka toh phir bhi samaj aata hain… yeh November mein bin bulayi barsaat kaise??

Ved chup chup ke unke bheege badan ko dekh raha tha.

Priyamani: Khair, inhe toh yaha hall mein sukha dungi. Tu nahale… thak gaya hoga. Main tab tak kuch bana deti hoon.

Ved: Theek hain… Masi…

Ved nahane chala gaya, aur uska lund itna hard hogaya ki bas bathroom mein jakar usse hilana tha; jald baazi mein usne door lock nahi kiya.

Achanak light chali gayi aur Ved bathroom mein apna 6 inch ka lund hila raha tha bina jaane ki darwaza khula tha.

Priyamani (thinking): Yeh light ko bhi abhi jana tha? Ved naha raha hoga… andhere mein fisal jayega. Torch de aati hoon.

Ved (bathroom mein apne lund ko hilate hue): Ahh… ahh….

Priyamani (Ved ke kamre ke bahar): Are… yeh toh darwaza khula hain, Ved! Ved!… yeh jawab kyun nahi de raha?

Priyamani andar jaati hain aur dekhti hain bathroom ka darwaza thoda khula hua tha. Usne Ved ko awaaz lagayi par usne jawab nahi diya.

Phir usne torch ko halka sa bathroom ke darwaze ki taraf kiya aur dekh li Ved apna lund hila raha tha. Ved ko iss baat ka koi andaza nahi tha, kyuki woh Priyamani ke khayal mein khoya tha.

Priyamani turant waha se nikal jaati hain.

Priyamani (thinking): Kitna bada lund tha uska! Chi… chi… main bhi kya soch rahi hoon…

Ved bahar aata hain aur phir woh dono torch ki roshni main nashta karte hain. Aur idhar udhar ki baat cheet karte hain.

Priyamani abhi bhi uske lund ko bhula nahi paa rahi thi. Akeli aurat aur woh bhi unmarried. Pyaas toh hogi na use bhi.

Kuch din tak sab normal chala. Phir ek din Ved cricket practice se seedhe ghar aata hain. Uske paas ghar ki ek chabi hoti hain. Woh jab andar jaata hain toh usse kuch awaaz aati hain. Woh awaaz ko follow karta hain toh dekhta hain woh awaaz Priyamani ke kamre se aarahi thi.

Priyamani: Ahhh…. ahhh…. (apni chut ko sehlate hue)…. Ahhh…

Ved (mann hi mann mein): Yeh sach hain? Yeh itni gharelu, innocent dikhne wali aurat… itne hawasi? Lagta hain akelepan ke saath pyaas bhi badh gayi hain inki…

Ved waha se chala jaata hain.

Phir kuch din baad Ved ghar par hota hain. Usne uss din cricket practice skip kardi.

Ved aur Priyamani hall mein baith kar Housefull 5 dekh rahe the. Uss movie mein kaafi double meaning jokes aur suggestive scenes the.

Dono uncomfortable hogaye the par ab movie toh shuru kardi thi toh unhone kuch nahi kaha aur chup chap movie dekhne lage. Ek scene mein, almost sex dikhaya gaya.

Ved (awkwardness ko todne ke liye): Aap popcorn khaoge? Chai bhi bana dunga saath mein…

Priyamani: Tum kyun jaoge? Main kar deti hoon…

Ved: Aap baithiye aaram se… roz itna toh kaam karti ho… mujhe karne do…

Ved kitchen mein jaata aur popcorn aur chai gas pe chada deta hain. Woh chai mein daalne ke liye adarak kat’ta aur galti se apna haath kaat leta hain.

Ved: Ahhhh… ahhh..

Priyamani: Kya hua??

Ved: Kaat liya…

Priyamani: Iss liye kaha tha mujhe karne de… bata ab….

Priyamani ne ek concerned maa ki tarah Ved ki ungli ko apne muh mein liya taaki khoon ruke.

Kuch derr baad khoon ruk gaya, par movie dekhne se dono thode masti ke mood mein aa chuke the. Priyamani Ved ki ungli chusti rahi, phir usne Ved ko dekha.

Dono ke beech aag lagi hui thi. Dono ek dusre ko hawas aur kamukta bhari nazaron se dekh rahe the. Kya aaj qayamat hogi?

Ved: Aise kyun dekh rahi ho aap? Khoon toh ruk gaya na… meri ungli dijiye mujhe…

Priyamani: Lekar bata…

Ved: Kisko? Ungli yah….

Priyamani: Yah… kya? aur kya lega?

Ved: Aap jo dogi le lunga…

Priyamani: Lagta hain, double meaning picture dekh kar… tujhe josh chad raha hain… sharam karle…

Ved: Aap kar rahi ho? Sharam…. nikalo meri ungli wapas…

Priyamani: Ungli nikal di toh kuch aur daalega mere andar?

Ved: Ab kaun kar raha hain double meaning baat?

Priyamani: Kaminaa…

Ved: Yeh aap hi ho na? Yah koi aur? Kya hua masi? Kuch kha liya kya? Sati Savitri se seedha Savita Bhabhi?

Priyamani: Main Sati Savitri thi hi kab? Yeh toh bas ek natak tha… taaki tujh pe koi galat asar na ho…

Ved: Galat asar aur mujh par? Main woh hoon ho har asar ko galat karde…

Priyamani: Dekho toh isko… confidence toh aisa hain jaise bohat bada khiladi ko…

Ved: Namuna dikhau?

Priyamani: Dikha… main bhi toh dekhu…

Ved, Priyamani ko apne paas kheech ta hain aur uske gulabi honthon par ek deep kiss karta hain.

Priyamani (hawas bhari nazron se): Ruk kyun gaya? 6 saal ki pyaas hain… mita de… lele mujhe…

Ved: Kya baat hain… 6 saal se nahi thukwaya aapne?

Priyamani: Thukwaya kabhi nahi… par 6 saal pehle tu mila tha… tabse sochti hain jab tu bada ka hoga, tab lungi tera….

Ved: Matlab, aap bhi? Pehle pata hota toh kabka chod deta…

Priyamani: Ab bata rahi hoon na? Ab karde…

Ved Priyamani ko phirse kiss karta hain aur uske kitchen ke top par chada deta hain. Woh dheere dheere usske honthon se hatkar uski neck par jaata hain aur ek zor se bite kardeta hain.

Priyamani: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…. kamine… marega kya?

Ved: Abhi toh bas shuruaat hain… dekhte jao kya hota hain aage…

Ved phir halke se Priyamani ki saree ka blouse khol deta hain. Aur bra ko unhook karne ke baad uske bade bade boobs ko chusne laga hain.

Ved: Ahh… ahh… (kitni baar inhe soch kar muth mari hain maine… tere bable jannat hain bilkul…)

Priyamani: Ahh… ahh…. aaram se kar…. sensitive area hain mera…. itna bhooka kab se hogaya tu?

Ved: 18 saal ka tha… tabse….

Priyamani: Aur main sochti thi kitna masoom aur bechara hain… kise pata tha hawas ka pujari tha….

Ved: Toh tujhe dekh ke kaun bolega ke tu itni badi raand hain? Tere bete ki umar ka hoon main… par kaise maze le rahi hain…

Priyamani: Teri dekh baal ke liye thi main, par ab ulta ho raha hain… ruk kyun gaya?

Ved uske boobs chuste chuste unhe zor se bite karta hain aur dono boobs par mark chod deta hain.

Priyamani: Ahhhhh…. chutiye…. bola tha aram se kar….

Ved: Chup…. raand….

Ved phir apni pant kholta hain aur Priyamani ko niche bitha kar uske muh par apna lund seh lata hain.

Priyamani (lund ko dekhte hue): Kitna intezaar karwaya mujhe tune….

Ved: Chusne aata hain? Yah waha bhi virgin hain?

Priyamani: Dildo se pratice karti rehti hoon time to time… dekhta jaa kamaal…

Priyamani poora lund muh mein leti hain aur usse chusne lagti hain. Uske movements bohat hi smooth hote aur Ved ek dum maze mein khoya hua tha.

Ved: Ahh… masi… ahh….. kaisi raand hain tu! Mera poora lund lollipop ki tarah chuss rahi hain….

Ved phir uske muh ko chodne lagta hain.

Ved: Ab meri baari….

Ved Priyamani ko uthata hain aur seedha bedroom mein le jaata hain. Phir woh use petticoat ko phaad deta hain.

Priyamani: Bsdk…. 6000 ka lehenga tha…. phad diya….

Ved: Aaj teri chutt bhi phadunga… dekthi jaaa…

Yeh sunakar Priyamani bilkul turn on ho jati hain.

Priyamani: Aaja apni chinal ke paas… chaat meri chutt… saale….

Ved uski chutt ko zor zor se chatne lagta hain. Usne uska g-spot dhund liya tha, aur Priyamani bilkul kho chuki thi.

Priyamani: Ahhhh…. ahhh…. gandu…. kaha se seekhi aisi chutt chatna? Ahhh…. ahh… Kiske upar practice kari thi? Kitno ke saath kar chuka hain yeh?

Ved: Tu paanchvi hain….

Priyamani: Ahh…. ahh… baaki 4 kaun thi? Tu toh ek number ka raanda nikla…. bhosdike….

Ved: Kitni gaaliyan aati hain tujhe, kisi pata tha… yeh sundar shusheel aurat… andar se bilkul janwar hain…. sun’na tha na kisko choda ab tak toh sun… pehle thi college ki principal, Sofia. Phir apni kaamwali, Reena…. Phir teri dost, Sana…. aur chauthi thi…. MLA…

Priyamani: MLA? Uske saath kab hua?

Ved: Election ki rally mein…..

Priyamani: Randi… chatna bandh mat kar gandu…

Ved uski chutt ko chatne lagta hain aur phir woh jhad jaati hain. Ab Ved uth kar apna lund uski chut ke entrance pe rakhta hain.

Ved: Kya karu?

Priyamani: Chod…

Ved: Kya? Sunai nahi diya?

Priyamani: Chod mujhe…

Ved: Lagta hain kuch chala gaya… main kaan saaf karke aata hoon…

Priyamani: Apni masi ko chod bhadwe… bana le mujhe apni rakhel… aaj se hoon main teri randi…. chod mujhe apne bade lund se…. lele maza… mita de meri pyaas…. phaad de meri chut!

Ved: Ab sunai diya, yeh le….

Ved Priyamani ko chodne lagta hain. Woh dheere dheere uski virgin chut ko penetrate karta hain. Phir jaise hi uska hymen toota, Ved ne apni speed bada deta hain.

Priyamani: Ahhh… aur zor se…. aur zor se… ahhhhh… ahhhhh…

Ved: Doggystyle pe jhuk mere aage…

Priyamani Ved ke aage jhuk jaati hain. Uski baadu gand dekh kar Ved uski gaand ko zor se spank karta hain.

Priyamani: Ahhh… ahhh… chutiye…. itni zor se koi maarta hain kya? Poora laal kardiya!

Ved: Aur marunga… abhi le mera lund….

Ved usse phirse chodne lagta hain.

Priyamani: Ahh.. ahh… ahhh… aur zor se….

Ved: Kaisa lag raha hain chudwa kar? Meri barson ki khwaish poori hogayi… aaj….

Priyamani: Ahh… maza… a… ar.. arah… aaraha hain…. roz aise hi chod mujhe… apni randi banale…. chahiye toh maa banade apne bache ki…

Ved: Dekho toh, beta yeh khale, beta woh khale…. se lekar…. beta apne bete ki maa banale….

Priyamani: Beta please… chod mujhe… aur zor se…. tere mummy papa upar se dekh kar yah toh dukhi honge yah toh khush honge…

Ved: Agar unhe pata hota tu itni badi randi niklegi toh shayad marte hi naa woh….

Ved usse dusri cowgirl position mein chodne lagta hain. Uske baad woh usse apne haathon mein uthakar apne lund par usse uchalta rehta hain.

Priyamani: Aadmi hain yah janwar? Ek ghanta hogaya chode jaa raha hain…. main 4 baar jhad chuki hoon ab tak….

Ved: Abhi 4 baar aur jhadegi tu…. yeh le…

Ved usse aur 30 minute chodta hain. Iss beech woh 2 baar jhaad jaati hain. Ab Ved ka bhi meter overflow ho raha tha.

Ved: Bol kidhar daalu? Muh ke andar? Bablon pe? Ya teri chut ke andar?

Priyamani: Meri chut ke andar mere risky din hain… mujhe tere bachon ki maa ban’na hain… daalde apna juice mere andar….

Ved: Toh yeh le…. ahhh… ahhh…

Ved poora maal uske andar daalke wohi let jata hain.

Ved: Agar duniya walon ko pata chala tu cheez kya hain, toh koi yakeen nahi karega…

Priyamani: Yeh sirf tere liye tha… main nahane jaa raha hoon… shower mein ho jaye?

Ved: Zarur meri randi, chal…

Woh dono shower mein phirse chodne lagte hain.

Uss din ke baad se unke yeh rishta chalta rehta hain. Din-raat, subah-shaam, jaagte-sote, unka chodna chalte hi rehta hain.

Priyamani 3 baar pregnant hoti hain. Woh dono apne bacchon ke saath America shift ho jaate hain aur shaadi kar lete hain.

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Yeh thi doston Ved aur Priyamani ki kahani. Agli kahani hogi aur bhi dilchasp.

Mom whispered: Beta, do it here now and do as fast as you can. We need to go to sleep. Now, after a long time, I talked to Mom, releasing her nipple from my mouth: Mommy, will you let me play with it like this every night?

Mom: Yes, beta. Do not tell it to anyone. Now hurry up.

I needed to hear nothing more. I went back to suck Mom’s nipple and squeezed her breasts, and started to move my waist back and forth – gliding my curved, erect dick in and out of Mom’s pussy, as fast as I could. My balls were rubbing on Mom’s thighs, adding to my excitement.

I felt like my dick was melting in Mom’s pussy as lots of watery things were coming out of Mom’s pussy. As Mom’s pussy hole is too wide and my dick is thin, sometimes the dick would come outside from Mom’s pussy hole. Mom was holding in with her finger and putting it back inside her pussy hole.

Uff, the excitement of fucking Mom’s pussy and sucking her huge tits brought me to climax very soon. It was like all of my dreams were becoming true in one night. At one point in time, I felt like I was losing control of myself. I gave a strong thrust and held my whole dick inside Mom’s pussy.

My body started to jerk again and again, and I started to release my cum inside Mom’s pussy hole. To add to my excitement, mom was holding me tightly to herself, rubbing my head back and bare buttocks with one hand and squeezing my balls with the other hand.

Soon, my balls were drained completely. I was extremely tired and my eyes were getting closed, yet I was still squeezing and sucking Mom’s breasts. I do not know when I fell asleep. But in the morning, I woke up to find myself fully dressed.

I woke up as I was hearing chats between my mom and one of my aunts.

Aunt: So, do you breastfeed Nandu every night?

Mom: No, after so many years, I do not know why, he suddenly wanted to suck my breasts.

Aunt: Oh, that means you do not have breastmilk.

Mom: No, my breasts dried up years ago.

Aunt: I breastfeed Hitesh (Aunty’s son) every night, so I still have breastmilk.

Mom: Really?

Aunt: Really, what?

Mom: You still breastfeed Hitesh till now? He is even older than Nandu.

Aunt: So what? He is still my son. Why do you think my blouse was open in the morning? Hitesh is still sleeping, check for yourself – you can see the marks of my breastmilk at the corners of his lips.

Mom: Okay, fine. But please do not tell anyone what you saw today.

Aunt: I saw what?

Mom: You saw that Nandu is sucking my breasts.

That means even though Mom got herself dressed at night, when I fell asleep. She kept her blouse unhooked and allowed me to suck and play with her breasts in my sleep.

Aunt giggled: Oh. Do not worry. We are in the same team. Remember, breasts are the most important tool for moms to keep control of their sons. Nobody has woken up yet. You can let him suck for some more time. But do not forget to cover yourself properly with the blanket. Meanwhile, I will serve Hitesh his breakfast from my breasts.

Mom: Okay

Mom lay down beside me, facing me. Unhooked her blouse and put her nipple and areola of one breast in my open mouth, and put my hand on her other breast. Then covered me and herself with the blanket. I pretended to be asleep and softly started to suck and squeeze Mom’s breasts.

Mom was rubbing my head and back. Though we were covered in a blanket, I could not resist opening my eyes slightly. The morning light was passing through the holes in the blanket. I could see that each of my Mom’s breasts was bigger than my head. I am lucky to be her son.

The next six days, each night I sucked Mom’s breasts and fucked her navel and pussy under the blanket in the same way. After returning, every night, Mom allows me to suck and squeeze her breasts. Let me play with her belly and navel with my hands and tongue.

Then to fuck her navel while I suck and squeeze her breasts. Then, ultimately, Mom lets me fuck her in her pussy while I continue to suck and play with her breasts. Additionally, in the morning, she also lets me suck her breasts when I wake up and gives me a blowjob and rims my cum before we leave the bed.

At my maternal uncle’s house, we only fucked by lying side by side. But at home, she sometimes lies flat on her back, and I climb on her to fuck her. She tried once to get on top of me. But I could not take the pressure of her huge and heavy body, so she discontinued that.

I also tried once to climb on her back and fuck her from behind while she was on her hands and knees. My legs were too short for my dick to reach her pussy in that position. The best thing is once we enter the bedroom at night, we both turn completely naked before going to bed.”

Nandu stopped there. Suman and I were both extremely excited yet frustrated. These are the events that Rajesh told me were the causes of his jealousy.

Readers, please let me know in the comments if you also faced similar frustration like Rajesh. Your mother helped you to quench your thirsts like Chitra aunty did for Suman, and Srijita aunty for Nandu.

Moreover, if you have fucked or want to fuck your Mom’s navel while sucking her breasts, then also please write in the comments. The more you write in comments, the more I can get Rajesh frustrated.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy ki kamuk awaajo se pata chal raha tha ki mummy ko bhi pura maza aa raha tha. Magar woh ye dikha nahi rahi thi. Fir dudh ko chuste hue main mummy se chipak gaya.

Aur mummy se chipkate hi maine unki taange chhod di. Magar taange chhodne ke baad bhi mummy waise hi aapni taange faila ke leti rahi. Main jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga. Mummy ne abhi tak mujhe chudai ke liye haa nahi kaha tha.

Magar unka badan cheekh cheekh ke mujhe unki haa bata raha tha. Isiliye mummy ki chut mere lund se puri geeli ho chuki thi. Woh aaram se aankhe band kiye leti hui thi. Aur mere lund ke maze le rahi thi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Dhakke lagate hue mera beta mujhse chipak gaya tha. Aur uska garam badan mere badan se ragad raha tha. Mujhse chipakte hi meri bete ne meri taange chhod di. Magar main fir bhi aapni taange failaye leti hui thi.

Kyuki ab mera badan bhi mere kabu mein nahi tha. Is waqt main bhi bas aapni garam chut ko shaant karna chahti thi. Aur mera beta aisa karne mein koi kasar nahi chhod raha tha. Woh jaldi jaldi dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur dhakke lagate hue woh mere kaan mein bola.

Main – Mummy mujhe maaf kar do. Main aisa nahi karna chahta tha. Magar mere pass koi aur rasta nahi tha. Aur aap hi ki wajah se mere lund ka dard kam ho raha hai.

Jaise hi mere bete ne ye baat kahi. Tabhi main aankhe khol ke use dekhne lagi. Mera beta dhakke lagate hue mujhe hi dekh raha tha. Aur use dekhkar pata chal raha tha ki use meri chudai karne mein maza aa raha tha.

Aur aata bhi kyu naa, ek chut hi to hai. Jo kisi bhi garam lund ko shaant kar sakti hai. Aur mere bete ko bhi meri chut se yahi sukh mil raha tha. Mujhe dekhte hue mera beta jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga.

Aur uska lund meri bacchedani par lag raha tha. Aur kuch dhakko ke baad mera pani fir se nikal gaya. Magar mera beta ruka nahi, woh waise hi dhakke lagaye ja raha tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy se chipakte hi main jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga. Aur mere harr dhakke se mummy ke chere ke bhav badal rahe the. Unhe dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise mera lund mummy ki bacchedani par lag raha tha.

Jisse unhe bhi maza aa raha tha. Woh aahen bhare ja rahi thi. Fir dhakke lagate hue maine mummy le honton ko aapne muh mein le liya. Main unke honton ko chusne laga.

Mummy aapna muh band kiye hue thi. Magar main bhi bar bar unke honton ko chuse ja raha tha. Meri jeebh mummy ke honton par ghum rahi thi.

Aur tabhi mummy ka muh thoda sa khula. Shayad galti se magar maine us mouke ka faayda uthaya. Aur aapni jeebh mummy ke muh mein daal di. Ab meri jeebh mummy ke muh mein ghum rahi thi. Aur unki jeebh se khel rahi thi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta mere honton ko chus raha tha. Magar main uska sath nahi de rahi thi. Kyuki main abhi bhi use ye dikha rahi thi ki woh jo kuch kar raha hai. Usmein meri marzi nahi hai.

Magar sach isse alag tha. Is waqt aapne bete ke lund se mujhe bhi utna hi maza aa raha tha. Jitna mere bete ko meri chut mein lund dalne mein aa raha tha. Aur aaj mere bete ne hi meri 2 bar aache se tasalli kara di thi. Aur isi maze se mera muh bhi khul gaya.

Aur mere muh ke khulte hi mere bete ne aapni jeebh mere muh mein daal di. Woh meri jeebh se khelna laga. Mera beta meri jeebh aapne muh mein leke chus raha tha. Kuch der mere honton ko chusne ke baad mera beta mere upar se uth gaya.

Aur uske uthte hi uska lund uchal ke meri chut se bahar aa gaya. Lund ke bahar nikalte hi main uth ke aapne bete ko dekhne lagi. Aur mera beta khada hoke aapne lund ko aage peeche karne laga.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy khul ke mera sath to nahi de rahi thi. Magar mujhe rok bhi nahi rahi thi. Fir main mummy ke upar se uth gaya. Aur unki chut se lund bahar aate hi mummy uth ke mujhe dekhne lagi.

Mummy mere geele lund ko ghur ghur ke dekh rahi thi. Jo unki hi chut ke pani se geela hua tha. Mummy mujhe aise dekh rahi thi. Jaise ki unhe mera lund unki chut se nikalna aacha nahi laga tha.

Fir mummy ko dekhte hue main bed se neeche utar gaya. Aur neeche utarte hi maine mummy ki dono janghe pakdi. Aur unhe kheech ke bed ke kone pe le aaya. Mummy abhi bhi mujhe hi dekh rahi thi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Jab mere bete ne meri chut se aapna lund nikala. To main use dekhne lagi. Mujhe laga shayad uska pani bhi nikalne wala hai. Magar tabhi usne mujhe bed ke kone par kheech liya. Aur mujhe dekhte hue bola.

Main – Mummy mera abhi hua nahi hai. Bas thodi der aur, fir mera bhi pani nikal jayega.

Aapne bete ke muh se ye baat sunne ke baad main use dekhe ja rahi thi. Tabhi usne meri taange fir faila di. Aur taange failte hi meri chut ka muh khul gaya. Aur meri geeli chut mere bete ke samne aa gayi.

Mere bete ke mote lund ki wajah se meri chut ka ched khul gaya tha. Jisse meri chut ka geelapan saaf saaf dikh raha tha. Meri taange failane ke baad mere bete ne meri taange chhod di.

Aur uske taange chhodne ke baad bhi maine aapni taange band nahi ki, main waise hi aapni taange failaye leti rahi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy aapni taange failaye leti hui thi. Is bar naa unhone aapni taange band ki aur naa hi mujhe kuch kaha. Aur mummy ko aise dekhkar main aapna lund unki chut ke upar maarne laga.

Aur mummy leti leti mujhe hi dekhe ja rahi thi. Main bhi mummy ko hi dekhte hue aapna lund unki chut par maare ja raha tha. 5-6 bar aapna lund chut pe marne ke baad maine aapna lund mummy ki chut mein daal diya.

Aur jaise hi mera pura lund mummy ki chut mein gaya. To unke muh se jor se aaahhhh ki awaaj nikli. Unhe dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise ki mera lund mummy ki bacchedani se takra gaya tha.

Fir maina aapna lund bahar nikala. Fir se use ek bar mein pura ander daal diya. Aur is bar bhi mummy ke muh se aaahhh ki awaaj nikli. Fir main jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga. Aur kamre mein thap thap thap ki awaaj hone lagi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Main aapne bete ke samne taange failaye leti thi. Woh mujhe dekhte hue aapna pura lund meri chut mein daal raha tha. Mere bete ka harr dhakka meri bacchedani se takra raha tha.

Aur mere muh se kamuk sisakiyaan nikal rahi thi. Ummmm mmmmm aahhhh aahhhhhh. Mera beta chudai mein koi reham nahi dikha raha tha. Woh kuch jayada hi tej tej dhakke laga raha tha. Aur mere dudh ko bahut buri tarah masal raha tha.

Mera beta mujhe bahut buri tarah chod raha tha. Aur hairani ki baat ye hai ki mujhe uska aisa karna aacha lag raha tha. Mere pati ne aaj tak kabhi mujhe is tarah nahi choda tha.

Maine is tarah ki chudai video mein dekhi thi. Aur video mein dekhkar main yahi sochti thi ki ye aurte aisa kaise karwa leti hai. Inhe dard nahi hota kya, magar aaj jab mera beta mujhe aise chod raha tha.

Tab mujhe chudai ke asli sukh ka ahsas ho raha tha. Aur ab main samajh rahi thi ki kyu aurte jawan ladko se chudwana pasand karti hai. Jawan ladke badi umar ki aurto ki chudai karne mein koi reham nahi karte hai. Isiliye aurto ko bhi aise chudai mein maza aata hai.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Main mummy ki thodi hard chudai kar raha tha. Kyuki main chahta tha mummy meri chudai hamesha yaad rahe. Woh hamesha akele mein is chudai ko yaad kare. Aur isi chudai ki wajah se mera aur mummy ka rishta aise hi bana rahe.

Mere tej tej dhakko se mummy ke muh se kamuk siskiyaan nikal rahi thi. Woh mere pet par hath rakhkar mujhe rok rahi thi. Magar muh se kuch nahi keh rahi thi. Shayad mummy ko halka halka dard ho raha tha.

Magar dard hone ke baad bhi woh mujhe rukne ke liye nahi bol rahi thi. Shayad unhe is dard mein maza aa raha tha. Aur kehte hai naa chudai mein mila dard, dard nahi balki asli maza hota hai. Aur aaj mummy ko wahi maza mil raha tha. Isiliye woh mujhe rok nahi rahi thi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta tej tek dhakke laga raha tha. Aur uska harr dhakka meri bacchedani pe lag raha tha. Isiliye main uske pet par hath rakhkar use rok rahi thi. Magar woh tukne ka naam nahi le raha tha.

Dhakke lagate hue woh kabhi mere dudh masalta to kabhi mere nipple ko kheech leta. Magar main use fir bhi rok nahi rahi thi. Pata nahi kyu magar ye halka halka dard mujhe aacha lag raha tha.

Main aapne bete ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Aur kuch hi dhakko ke baad mera sharir fir se akadne laga. Main aapne bete ke pet par hath rakhkar. Use rukne ke liye bolne lagi. Magar mera beta waise hi dhakke lagata raha.

Aur kuch hi dhakko ke baad mera pani fir se nikal gaya. Is 20 minute ki chudai mein mere bete ne 3 bar meri aachi se tasalli kara di thi. Meri aise chudai aaj tak mere pati ne bhi nahi ki thi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy ka pani fir se nikal chuka tha. Woh tej tej saanse lete hue mmmm mmmmm kiye ja rahi thi. Mummy ka chera bata raha tha. Bhale hi woh is chudai ke liye mana kar rahi thi.

Magar mujhse chudwa ke maza to unhe bhi aaya tha. Main dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Aur ab mera bhi pani nikalne wala tha. Fir kuch hi dhakko ke baad maine aapna lund mummy ki chut se nikal liya.

Aur jaise hi maine aapna lund chut se bahar nikala. To mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Main unhe dekhkar aapna lund hilane laga. Fir mere lund se gaade pani ki 2 dhaar nikali. Jo sidhe mummy ke dudh pe jaake giri.

Aur jaise hi mera pani mummy ke dudh par gira. To woh mujhe dekhne lagi. Main bhi mummy ko dekhte hue aapna lund hilata raha. Aaj mere lund se kafi pani nikala tha. Jo mummy ke pet aur dudh par pada tha.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Main leti leti us charamsukh ko mehsus kar rahi thi. Jo mere bete ne mujhe diya tha. Aur mera beta abhi bhi dhakke lagaye ja raha tha. Mere bete ka lund meri chut mein fadfada raha tha.

Main samjh gayi thi ki uska bhi pani nikalne wala tha. Main nahi chahti thi ki mera beta meri chut mein aapna pani nikal de. Magar samajh nahi aa raha tha. Main usse ye baat kaise kahu. Magar maine soch liya tha.

Isse pehle mere bete ka pani meri chut mein nikle. Main uska lund pakad ke bahar nikal dungi. Magar agle hi pal mere bete ne khud aapna lund bahar nikal liya. Aur usne sara pani mere dudh aur pet ke upar nikal diya.

Mere bete ka pani ek dum garam aur kafi gaada tha. Aisa lag raha tha. Jaise woh koi gond ho. Pani nikalne ke baad bhi mera beta aapna lund hila raha tha. Aur itna pani nikalne ke baad bhi uska lund khada tha.

Main janti thi uska lund abhi dheela nahi hoga. Kyuki woh goli lund ko kafi der tak tight rakhti hai. Main abhi bhi aapni taange failaye aapne bete ke samne leti hui thi. Main tej tej saanse lete hue aapne bete ko dekh rahi thi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy abhi bhi aapni taange faila ke leti hui thi. Woh mujhe aur mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Jo pani nikalne ke baad bhi khada hua tha. Main unki chut ko dekhkar aapna lund aage peeche kiye ja raha tha.

Fir maine aapni baniyan uthayi. Aur aapne pani ko mummy ke dudh aur pet se saaf karne laga. Aur mummy mujhe aise karte hue dekhe ja rahi thi. Pani ke saaf hote hi mummy bhi turant uth ke khadi ho gayi. Woh aapni mexi neeche karne lagi.

Main mummy ke samne khada hua tha. Woh bar bar mere lund ko aur mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi. Tabhi maine aage badh ke mummy ko gale laga liya. Aur gale lagte hi mera lund mummy ke pet mein lagne laga.

Maine mummy ko kas ke pakda hua tha. Taaki mere lund ka ahsas mummy ko aache se ho jaye.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mere bete ne aapni baniyan se mere upar pada sara pani saaf kar diya tha. Aur uske aisa karte hi main uth gayi. Aur aapni mexi neeche karne lagi. Mera beta abhi bhi mujhe hi dekh raha tha.

Aur meri nazar bar bar uske lund par ja rahi thi. Jo abhi bhi khada hua tha. Fir mexi ke neeche karte hi mere bete ne mujhe gale laga liya. Fir woh bola.

Main – Thank you, mummy. Agar aaj aap nahi hote. To main is dard se pagal ho jata. Aap ki hi wajah se ab mera dard kam hua hai.

Aapne bete ki baat sunte hi maine uske gaal pe ek thappad maar diya. Kyuki meri tasalli hone baad mere ander ki maa fir se jaag chuki thi. Aapne bete se chudai ka sukh maine bhi uthaya tha.

Magar isse ye sach nahi badal sakta tha ki main uski maa hu. Aur hamare beech jo bhi hua tha woh galat tha. Mera beta mujhe dekhe ja raha tha. Tabhi usne mere dono hath pakde. Aur bola.

Main – Maaro mummy mujhe aur maaro. Maar maar ke meri khaal utaar do.

Mera beta mere hath se khud ko maar raha tha. Magar tabhi maine aapne hath rok liye. Aur mera beta mujhe dekhne laga. Fir woh roti hue shakal bana ke bola.

Main – Main janta hu mummy. Maine jo kiya hai woh galat hai. Magar mere pass aur koi rasta nahi tha. Warna main aisa kabhi nahi karta. Agar aapko mujhpe gussa aa raha hai. To jab tak aapka mann naa bhare. Tab tak aap mujhe maaro.

Mummy – Ab iska koi fayda nahi. Jo galat hona tha. Woh ho chuka hai.

Main – Mummy main janta hu. Maine jo kiya hai. Main use sahi to nahi kar sakta hu. Magar hamare beech jo hua hai. Ye kabhi kisi ko pata nahi chalega.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy ne mere gaal par thappad jarur mara tha. Magar chudai ka maza to unhe bhi pura aaya tha. Isiliye unki nazar bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Jo pani nikalne ke baad bhi khada hua tha.

Isiliye main unhe ye vishwas dila raha tha ki hamari chudai ke bare mein kisi ko pata nahi chalega. Fir mummy mere kamre se bahar nikal gayi. Maine bhi unhe roka nahi, kyuki main mummy ko yahi dikhana chahta tha.

Ki mujhe sach mein malum nahi tha ki mera lund aise kyu khada hua hai. Mummy ke jaane ke baad main let ke unki chudai ko yaad karne laga. Aur mera lund jo pehle hi khada hua tha. Woh aur jayada tight hone laga.

Fir 20 minute baad main aapne kamre se bahar aa gaya. Main abhi bhi nanga tha. Aur mera lund to pehle hi tight ho gaya tha. Fir main turant mummy ke kamre ke pass pauch gaya.

Aur jaise hi maine unka kamra kholna chaha to woh band tha. Ye aaj pehli bar ho raha tha ki mummy ne aapna kamra band kiya tha.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mere beta aapne kiye par sharminda ho raha tha. Magar woh masum ye nahi janta tha ki ismein uski koi galti nahi thi. Ye sab us goli ki wajah se hua tha. Mere bete ka lund abhi bhi dheela nahi hua tha.

Main janti thi. Ye abhi dheela hone wala bhi nahi hai. Isiliye main turant uske kamre se nikal ke aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Aur kamre mein aate hi maine darwaja band kar liya. Aur bed par jaake beth gayi.

Magar mere dimag mein bar bar mere bete ka lund ghum raha tha. Aur uski ki hui chudai bar bar mujhe yaad aa rahi thi. 3 bar tasalli hone baad bhi mere ander ki aurat chudai ka aur sukh uthana chahti thi.

Magar mere ander ki maa use fir se rok rahi thi. Magar jo sukh mere bete ne mujhe diya tha. Uska asar itna jayada tha ki main naa chahte hue bhi aapne bete ke lund ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Ek aurat ki jarurat aur ek maa ke beech ladayi chal rahi thi. Main ye sab soch hi rahi thi ki tabhi mera beta mere kamre ka darwaja khat khatane laga. Magar maine use koi jawab nahi diya.

Kyuki mere ander bhi ek ladayi chal rahi thi. Jo ek aurat ki jarurat aur ek maa beech thi. Mera beta darwaja khat khataye ja raha tha. Magar main use koi jawab nahi de rahi thi. Fir woh bola.

Main – Mummy main janta hu. Aap jaag rahe ho. Please darwaja khol do. Please mummy.

Mummy – Ab kya chahiye tujhe? Chala ja yaha se.

Mera beta mujhe darwaja kholne ke liye bol raha tha. Magar main janti thi ki agar maine darwaja khola. To aage wahi sab hone wala tha. Jisse main aapne ander ki aurat ko rok rahi thi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy darwaja nahi khol rahi thi. Main samjh gaya tha ki woh bhi jaan gayi thi ki main unke kamre mein kyu aana chahta hu? Tabhi main gidgidate hue bola.

Main – Mummy please darwaja khol do. Mere fir se dard hone laga hai. Aur is bar dard aur bhi jayada ho raha hai.

Mummy darwaja nahi khol rahi thi. Main bar bar unhe dard ki baat bolne laga. Aur rote hue darwaja pitne laga. Fir kuch der baad unhone darwaja khol diya. Aur darwaja kholte hi mummy ki pehli nazar mere lund par gayi.

Jo pura khada pada tha. Kuch second mummy mere lund ko dekhte rahi. Fir main unke kamre mein ghus gaya.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta mere kamre ke bahar khada hoke gidgada raha tha. Aur mujhse uski ye takleef dekhi nahi gayi. Isiliye maine darwaja khol diya. Aur darwaja khulte hi woh kamre ke ander aa gaya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy mere sath ye kya ho raha hai? Pani nikalne ke baad bhi mera lund dheela kyu nahi ho raha hai? Aaj se pehle mere sath aisa kabhi nhi hua. Main pagal ho raha hu mummy. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha hai main kya karu?

Aapne bete ki baat sunke main uske lund ko dekhne lagi. Jo ek dum sakht rod ki tarah khade hoke jhatke maar raha tha. Mere masum bete ko abhi tak ye samajh nahi aaya tha ki uska lund aaj dheela kyu nahi ho raha hai.

Main bhi use ye batana nahi chahti thi. Kyuki agar main use goli ka sach batati. To fir mujhe use aise goli rakhne ka karan bhi batana padta. Jo ki main nahi chahti thi. Mera beta roti hui sakal bana ke mere samne khada hua tha.

Aur uska khada lund dekhkar mere ander ki aurat fir se uska sukh uthana chahti thi.

Kahani bete ki jubani – mummy mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Main janta tha. Mere lund ko dekhkar woh aapni chudai ko yaad kar rahi thi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy jo goli maine khayi thi. Woh sir dard ki hi goli thi naa.

Meri baat sunke mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Ha sir dard ki hi thi. Magar tu ye kyu puch raha hai?

Mummy ka jhoot sunte hi main samajh gaya ki woh mujhe sach nahi batana chahti hai. Fir main bola.

Main – Pata nahi mummy magar jab se maine woh goli khayi hai. Usse mera sir dard to theek ho gaya. Magar mera badan garam padne laga tha. Fir mere sath ye sab hone laga.

Mummy ko samjh nahi aa raha tha ki woh kahe to kya kahe. Aur tabhi maine aage badh ke mummy ko fir se pakad liya.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mera beta mujhse us goli ka sach puch raha tha. Magar maine use jhoot bol diya. Magar tabhi usne aage badh ke mujhe fir se pakad liya. Tabhi main boli.

Mummy – Ye kya kar raha hai tu? Chhod mujhe.

Main – Mummy mujhe fir se aapki madad ki jarurat hai. Mere lund mein fir se dard hone laga hai. Aur ek aap hi hai. Jo meri madad kar sakti hai.

Mera beta fir se mujhse madad maang raha tha. Aur mere ander ki aurat uski madad karne ke liye puri tarah se tayar thi. Magar meri ander ki maa use rok rahi thi. Isiliye main boli.

Mummy – Tera dimaag kharab ho gaya hai kya? Ek bar woh sab karne ke baad bhi tujhe chain nahi pada.

Main – Mummy mujhe laga tha. Ek bar se mera kaam ho jayega. Magar mujhe kya pata tha? Ki mera lund fir se khada ho jayega. Aur iska ye dard mujhe fir se sehan karna padega. Please mummy meri madad kar do naa please.

Mummy – Chhod mujhe, aur nikal jaa yaha se.

Main – Mummy please meri madad kar do. Waise bhi ek bar to hamare beech ye sab ho chuka hai. To agar ek bar aap aur meri madad kar doge, to kya hi ho jayega?

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mummy abhi bhi naa nukur kar rahi thi. Magar is bar unki naa nukur mein woh baat nahi thi. Fir kuch der baad mummy chup ho gayi. Aur mujhe ghur ke dekhne lagi.

Tabhi maine mummy ko ghuma ke dewaar se laga diya. Aur ek bar mein unki mexi unki gaand ke upar kar di. Mummy ki gaand peeche se kya dikh rahi thi. Aur mera lund mummy ki gaand dekhkar aur jayada tight ho gaya tha. Mexi gaand ke upar hote hi mummy bol padi.

Mummy – Please aisa mat kar beta. Tu ek bar ye sab kar chuka hai. Ab aisa mat kar.

Mummy ki baat ka mujhpe koi asar nahi tha. Main janta tha maza to mummy ko bhi aa raha tha. Isiliye is bar woh mujhe jayada rok nahi rahi thi. Mummy ki baat sunke main aapna lund unki gaand pe marne laga. Aur lund gaand pe maarte hue main bola.

Main – Mummy main bhi aisa nahi karna chahta hu. Magar kam se kam aap to meri majburi samjho. Aur waise bhi mummy abhi kuch der pehle aap bhi aaram se let kar mere lund ko shaant karne mein meri madad kar rahi thi. Ek bar aur meri madad kar do, mummy please.