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Hi guys my name is Ankit Singh and this is my first story in indian sex stories dot net.
I often read stories here especially gay male category and enjoy reading it. I have decided to share my first and only sex experience with you guys.

I was living with my relatives in Surat and was preparing for my CA exams which soon ended. After the exams I had nothing to do and I started feeling lonely because I didn’t know anyone in Surat and my relatives were not free either.
I felt very lonely and horny. I used to masturbate a lot and watch a lot of porn (mostly gay). I was curious about how it felt to be fucked by another guy and I wanted to be fucked at least once.

So I decided to download a gay dating app which used GPS to detect people who are nearby.

The app was really good and I found many people who lived nearby. Some of them were online and I chose one who was the closest. He was very close around 200 meters from my home.
I sent him hi and we started chatting. I found out that he didn’t have any place so I started chatting with another person. His name was Joseph. We talked for a while and he told me that he had a place so we agreed to meet the next day at 6 in the evening.

I was very excited and nervous at the same time because It was my first time. I masturbated many times thinking of what would happen and even searched online for how to give a perfect blow job.

Soon the day passed and I went to meet him. I was astonished to see him. He was a 40-year-old guy with white hair and french beard. He told me that the office in which he works will soon be empty and we can do it there.

After some time he took me to the office which was well built and clocked the door.

There was a very comfortable sofa there and he undressed and asked me to do the same.

I undressed quickly and when I was done he pushed me to the sofa and started kissing me. Our tongues touched each other and we kissed for 10 minutes.

Then he stood up and started rubbing his white cut and clean shaved cock. I sat on my knees and held his cock. It was not that big but it looked good. I started rubbing it with my left hand and then I put it in my mouth. It was tasteless. I started sucking it and he started moaning “yes” “take it deeper” “yes baby”.

After a while he pulled me up and started kissing me and then my body. He started bitting my big nipples and sucked it. It was painful but it felt great. He then lied down in the sofa and i started sucking his cock lying down.

He then stood up while his dick in my mouth. He held my head and started fucking my mouth after few minutes he came in my mouth. His cum tasted very bad and i was about to spit it but he forced me to drink it.

After that, he told me in my ear that he will now fuck me.
He went to another room and brought a condom and oil to lubricate my ass.

He made me lie on the couch holding my legs while he wore the condom and then he took some oil and rubbed it in my ass. He then started fingering my ass with two fingers and then three and soon four. It started hurting and I started shouting in pain “ahhh its hurting stop it” he said ” It will hurt at start but soon it will feel good so stop crying like a bitch.”

Then he started fucking my ass while i was screaming. Soon my pain vanished and i started moaning. Seeing this he started stroking harder and deeper. I could feel him thrust hard in me as I moaned ahh ahh ahhh. He fucked me for next half an hour while i moaned and then he came.

He then took out his condom and started fucking me again. It felt better without a condom and he was fucking me like a wild animal. After some time he came inside me.

I was exhausted and his cum was coming out of my ass. I went in the bath room and cleaned my ass and wash my face and then i dressed up. He dressed up too and then he flushed the condom. We cleaned the office and then he locked all the rooms while I was waiting. After shutting the office we went out for dinner together in his motor cycle. We had the food and then i gave him blow job in the restaurant bath room. Then he drove me to my home and we parted with a kiss.

Next day I messaged him that last night was great and I had lots of fun. He wrote that we can have that much fun every day. I sent him a smiley emoji and two kissing emojis. That day he brought his friend Akshay with him and they both fucked me. One fucked me while the other put his dick in my mouth it was too much fun. I drank all their cum and then they left me at my place.
The following day was a Sunday and I wanted something bigger so I called Joseph and told him about arranging something big for me so he called more of his friends to his home and I had a gang bang with at least 7 guys. Some of them were very big and it felt so good. I gave them all a blow job and all of them came in my mouth one by one and then fucked me very hard.

The next day I had to go back to Lucknow so I left but I really enjoyed it in Surat.

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In the previous part I mentioned about a swinging party of lactating women and their husbands. Well I was invited by Sajitha to one such party. Such networks usually operate underground (as I found out) and are usually restricted and invitations are only through contacts and word of mouth. The party that I went to was attended by well to do people in the society. Each group consisted of a Man, his wife (condition being that she has to be lactating), a spinster and a bachelor (both being invited by the couple).

The party begins on a Friday evening, followed by dinner and drinks, then the groups are formed into a “family of 4” (paired such that no one from each original group gets together for the night). This family gets to spend the night (about 12 hours in all) in a room and they have to work together to collect semen from the makes and breast milk from the lactating wife of the family. They can fuck and suck each other as much as they want during the session. At the end of the session, the winner of the largest quantity of semen gets to fuck the winner of the largest quantity of breast milk in front of everyone on Saturday evening. During this time, of course, anyone can fuck around with anyone else.

What follows is my introduction to the network and I take off the break in the story (since I cannot and will not reveal details of the romping session) from where I found my heroine of this part of the story, who turned out to be one hell of a woman whom I still love for her sex and milk.

I was having a ball of time with Sajitha in the office who had been my milkwoman a few years back, so to say. She had been ever willing to satisfy my weird craving for breast milk and also enjoyed getting her own relief by getting humped by me.

This incident happened during one my official visits to Mumbai after having been moved back to Bangalore.

That particular day I found her unually pensive and nervous. I had called her in a few times to take notes for messages to be sent out and every time I got a feeling that she wanted to speak out something but she was holding it back. At the end of that day, I wanted a relief for my raging hardon that I had managed for almost the whole day. I had had my lunch with a supplier and his wife at a nearby restaurant and closed a deal. The woman was smoking hot. Having dressed in a light blue sari with a matching sleeveless blouse, she had shown off more than a normal cleavage and a good side view of her ample breasts to give me a massive hardon. She ended up getting a good business order from me. I was tempted to go all the way, but her man was too powerful in the industry and I was not sure if her anatomical displays were intented to seduce me.

I buzzed Sajitha on the intercom and asked her if she was free. She replied that she would get ready in 5 minutes. 5 minutes later she had entered my cabin, locked the door and had descended on my lap to allow me a suck of her now dried up breasts. She felt my erect cock against her buttocks and smiled.

“You seem to want me very very badly” she asked fondling my erect cock through my trousers.

I nodded vigoursly. She lifted herself off my lap, with her breast still in my mouth. She hiked her sari. I released her tit.

She got down to unzipping my trousers and got them to my ankles in no time. I pulled down my underwear and it joined the trousers at my ankles. My cock stood proudly out, foreskin already withdrawn, exposing the gleaming head. Her eyes brightened and she was about to give me a good suck.

I said,”No foreplay please. Just let me finish it. Bahut dard ho raha hai”
(It’s aching a lot)

She got up, kissed my face. Her boobs were out of her bra and hanging out for me to suck.
She hiked her sari again and holding my cock in her hand, she guided it into her pussy as she descended back on my lap. She moved a bit and began to rotate her hips on me. I held her bums in my hands and began to lift and drop her on my cock. She guided her nipple to my mouth and I began to suck on her teats.

I rocked her on my lap and I knew I couldn’t last long. I closed my eyes and fantasised the vendor’s wife on my lap and that I was suckling her milk. And soon I sent out my own deep up into Sajitha’s vaginal tunnel. I collapsed back on the chair and she slumped forward on my chest. I was still sucking her.

She slowly got up as my cock slipped out. She got down on her knees to clean my cock with her tongue. She dropped her sari. She pushed her breasts back into her cups, and buttoned her blouse. She adjusted her hair. She was continuously looking at me. I asked her,”Is something bothering you? Do you want to tell me something?”

She sighed a bit and took a chair close to me.

Almost whispering to me, she said, “Gopal Sir. I don’t know how to tell you this. I only hope you won’t feel bad or thing wrong about me”

“Tell me Sajitha. You know I cannot do so. Tell me. Do you want some money or something?”

“No..No..” she shook her head.

I waited. She paused and took a deep breath. She hesitated.
“Promise me Sir that you will not have any wrong ideas about me”

I took her hands in mine and said,”Please tell me”

She said,” Sir, I have not told you this earlier. My husband and I had been members of a group. A very unique group actually.” She paused.

I raised my eyebrows. “Okay…” I said prodding her to continue.

“We swap” she said.
She had dropped a bomb on me. I pushed back into my chair.

“What?” I almost screamed.
She looked around anxiously, almost pleading, “Please Sir. Don’t shout”

I calmed down and nodded asking her to continue.

“How long?” I asked.

“During 2002, Sir” she whispered.
“I can’t imagine you into this. How come? You were so shy and conservative when I tried to seduce you and blackmailed you with the videos?”

“Sir…I did not want you to get into problems. We used to swap every weekend and we do it without condoms or any protection. So I was not sure that if I had told you earlier you would have done it. I wanted you as badly as you wanted me. You saw it correctly in the cam recordings. I would fantasise you when I masturbated. It also increased my lactation.”

“But you were pleading with me that I should not fuck you regularly, while all along you were actively involved in sex with other men?”

“Yes Sir. Like I said, I did not want to take any risk with you. Besides you are my boss and we were doing all this in the office”

“Now after all this, tell me one thing. Does your husband know that you breast fed me and that we are still fucking each other?”

She nodded and looked down. “Bijoy has no objection. He also has his quota of women in his office.”

Now this was another relevation to me. I sat back trying to comprehend what she had just told me.

“Why did you tell this to me today?” I asked.
“I have an invitation for you Sir” she said.

Another question mark on my face and she read it.

“Sir this is not just a normal swapping.” She paused.
“Then.?”

“This is a group sex activity” , she said.
This woman was like adding spice with every statement.

“Can you please explain completely at one go. I can’t take this bits and pieces of your story”

“Well sir” she began, “This is a party. It is a swapping party, but of a very different kind. Participation is by invitation only and couples are invited. Condition is that the woman has to be lactating. They have to get one bachelor and one spinster to this party. The spinster can be a virgin or not, doesn’t matter. Every weekend we have this party hosted by one couple; the wife should be lactating and they also have their own bachelor and spinster.

On the Friday of the week, in the evening, we all assemble and we drop our car keys and lipstickcases in to a bag. Alphabetically first the men are called to pick up the key and lipstick, and they pick up to pair with the spinsters. The wives come next to pickup the bachelors. Then the couples are paired up in the same way.”

“So”, I interrupted, “you have four in a so-called team. A man, a lactating wife, a bachelor and a spinster”

“Yes. Now this is a team. We have four or five such teams usually. They are given about 12 hours to spend the time together. But there is a competition. Every team has to collect breast milk from the lactating woman in cups or jars. And every team has members fucking, but the semen at the time of ejaculation is collected in cups. Men don’t ejaculate into the women. Points are given on predecided criteria. The man with the highest semen contribution then fucks the woman with the most breast milk contribution in front of everyone. After the competition actually that is on Saturday afternoon, anyone can fuck anyone, but the woman has to agree to it. If she refuses, he cannot force her to have sex. But blow jobs and cunt licks and anything that has no penetration can be demanded and the woman has to oblige.”

“Wow. This is one swapping party I would love to be at” I exclaimed almost involuntarily.

She caught on that and said, “That is exactly our invitation to you Sir. We want you to attend this party, starting tomorrow evening. Though you are married you have to pose as a bachelor. And let me tell you Sir, that you will have a time that is unforgettable. You will thoroughly enjoy it and will want more.”

She waited for my reply. “I don’t mind giving it a try. But who is your spinster?” I asked.
“Sir, you are not coming with us. I am not lactating, so we are out of this circuit. You will be a part of another couple’s group. This couple was searching for a bachelor and spinster and I proposed your name and Monica’s name.”

“Monica? Who Monica? The one in your neighbouring cubicle?” I asked with some incredulity on my face.

She nodded and smiled. “I had told her about this a few months back and she was waiting for me to invite. But this couple, Indrani and Dhruba lost their spinster and bachelor out of the network recently and they were looking for some good company. So I thought Monica and you would be good company and you have to tie up with them. I gave them my word that you would come. Monica was already ready for this.”

I said “Okay?”
“Well, My brother Ajith and his wife Lathika will be going. I have informed him about you and Monica and they will take care of you. Ajith has asked his client from Pune, Ms. Tanuja to come. And there is John. A real stud and he is Lathika’s cousin.”

“And Lathika is lactating?” I asked for clarity.
“Yes she is. She gave birth to a baby a few months back and she has been cleared by her gynaec to have regular sex”

“How old is she?
“I think she is 30, Sir”

I thought for a moment as to what I was getting into. It was more of an adventure for me.

“Okay. I am game. Let me know when and where I should be, so that I can plan accordingly.”
“Everything is set Sir. You have to pickup Monica tomorrow evening and then drive down to this farm house. I will give you the address later in the evening tomorrow. Thank you very much Sir.”

“Most welcome Sajitha. Love you dear”, and saying so, I pulled her back on my lap. She sat sideways and got the cue. She opened up her blouse again, pulled up her bra and fed me her right breast. I suckled on her warm flesh drawing on the nipple.

Later that evening, I proceeded to drop Sajitha at her place. On the way, I asked her for more details. Was there anyone I knew or should I look out or be ready for something.

“You don’t know anyone there other than Monica and if you could say, Ajith and his wife Lathika.” Then she giggled.

“Why are you laughing?”

“You have to look out for two girls, Neha and Shareen”
“Why?”

“They are too good”
“Means?”

“Both are lactating and for the last six months it seems either of the two has been competing for the highest volume of breast milk. Last week Shareen broke her own long time record.”

“How much?”
“I think they milked her for about 450 ml”

“Wow this Shareen is a real cow”, I thought.
“And Neha?”

“She is better than Shareen. Both are actually perfect fucks and sucks. Except for the face, they have similar bodies. It seems she crossed 500 ml once but she also has been hovering around 450 ml. I don’t know for sure but it seems these two girls are very competitive during the weekends but are friends on other days.”

We had arrived very close to her house and she dropped off saying that she was looking forward to hearing from our experiences of the weekend.

Later that night, she sent an sms to me. “Sir u have good potential. Am confident that u will win and get to fuck one of the 2 girls”

I sent back a reply: “?”
She: I know now. V hv done it so many times. I know how much u cum.

I sent a smilie to her and a kiss and a heart icons.

Next day was as usual in the office and my morning began with Sajitha sitting on the table offering her breasts to suck and pussy to lick, and taking my cum in her pussy. I came in a huge load inside her and she almost made a mess of my table by not using the tissue in time.

In the evening she sent a reminder sms to pick up Monica before leaving office. I had come prepared with an extra set of clothes that she had recommended. She had smsed me the address and I drove my car with Monica. We made our initial introductions and shared our background and how we looked forward to this party.

Monica is a 23 year old chick sporting a proud pair of 32C mammaries on her chest. This was going to be her first time for such an experience. She had a good round arse. We had a two hour or so drive to this place and I struck a conversation with this babe. I had seen her before but never gave her a second look. Sajitha and her sexy body had taken much of my vision, clouding the rest.

I asked her casually, “Have you been fucking around?”
She looked at me, propbably wondering what to reply to a senior most office colleague. She replied, “I am not a virgin at least”

“Anyone from the office I know?”
She looked at me from the corner of her eye and said, “Almost every eligible bachelor in my section”

I turned towards her in partial shock.

“Any bosses?”
“Khurana”

“Who does your appraisal?” I asked.
“Sir. It is you”

“You want a favourable one?” I asked.
“I am doing my job well sir. Don’t need any reco. What are you trying to tell me?”

She was smart.
“Get in bed with me and you can get a raise of 10% more than average hike. You have one due next week right?”

She nodded and let out a muted ‘hmmm’

I placed my hand over her thigh. She squirmed a bit but soon settled down to the feeling of being caressed.

I did not go beyond this. I had been told my Sajitha to preserve my strength for the evening and the day after.

This time it was in one person Harmeet’s farm house near Lonavala. It was an exquisite house when we reached there. We were surprised to be greeted by a eunuch. I gathered later that he was an employee of one chap named Vijay and he worked at their house. Vijay usually lent him out for such network events.

I WILL NOT CONTINUE WITH THIS NARRATION.

In a summary, at the party I turned out to be the winner with the largest semen ejaculation (they have a very efficient and time tested method to measure) and I got to have sex with two women who were tied for the top position with the largest contributors of breast milk during the previous night, Shareen and Neha. Both were wonderful creations for mankind and over the two days I spent there I was sort of addicted to breast milk (it was always my fetish until then) and I longed to fuck the two women separately. Unfortunately for me, Neha was a US resident and she and her husband returned a week later back to the US. I spoke to Asif, Shareen’s husband and offered her a job in my company in Bangalore. Please read what follows next. It might seem a very improbable episode for many, but I assure you readers that it is 100% true. I was surprised myself that such women exist in this world. Shareen had immense hunger for sex and she lactated like a leaking milk tanker. She never seemed to get empty.

Hello, my name is Peter, I am not from India, but I am a fan of indian sex stories dot net and been reading them for a long time.

The incident I am going to tell may help explain my interest in Indian ladies. It is all true, not made up. It happened years ago, when I was at University.
I lived in a residential college on campus.

There were three cleaning ladies on my floor, two were Caucasian, (one from the UK), and one was an Indian lady. They were all much older than me, (I was 19.)

Over the months I got to know the ladies, we would stop for a chat in the corridors, and often when they were on a tea break I sat and talked and laughed with them. They were very broad-minded, and always made funny jokes or double entendres.
Aruna, the Indian lady was the one who cleaned in my section of the corridor, including my room.

Her routine was to clean every day, and once a week change the sheets. Most days I was often at lectures or studying when she did my room, occasionally I would be in there and she would clean around me or tell me she would come back later.
She was about in her late 40’s or early 50’s. She was short and dumpy, with a broad rear and very big breasts. She was not the kind of female I was attracted to at my age then, and even though we used to make jokes and laugh together I was not attracted to her sexually at all. She had dark hair, wore spectacles, had darkish skin, and always wore red lipstick
She was a talker, and when she was in my room cleaning and I was at my desk she talked non-stop, about what I have no idea now!

One of her favourite stories was how sticky and stiff the bed sheets were when she changed them, with all the young horny guys masturbating in bed and messing the sheets.
One morning I hadn’t been well and I was in bed reading when she knocked on the door and came in to clean. At first she said she would come back but when I explained I was not feeling well she said she will clean around me, and it wasn’t the day for changing the sheets.

She talked non stop for the 10 to 15 minutes it took to clean, and I wasn’t really listening, and then she left.

For some reason I couldn’t explain, my mind wandered back to that time when she was in the room and I was in bed, and when I thought of it I became aroused. I couldn’t quite understand, I didn’t find her sexually attractive, I didn’t masturbate thinking of her, but the situation of being in bed with her in the room was exciting.

A couple of weeks later when my lectures started later in the morning, I got back into bed after breakfast with just a sheet over me and waited for her to come in. I was so excited, butterflies in my stomach and I was trembling. She seemed surprised to see me, and asked if I was sick again.
‘No, I’m ok, just catching up on some reading.’

I said to her that its ok, she can just clean around me, and so she did. This time I only pretended to read, watching her as she cleaned up around my room. I had only a sheet over me, with nothing on underneath. I was half hard, my cock poking up slightly, enough to be noticed. I couldn’t be sure but I think she sneaked a look at me a couple of times, I was hoping she had.
After she left I was in a high state of excitement. I didn’t know very much about people who like to display themselves, but I knew for sure that her watching me (or I hoped she did) was very arousing.

This pattern continued over the rest of the term, and it became a weekly ritual in the mornings that I had late lectures to be in bed when she came and cleaned, we chatted and she did her work. It got to the stage that I wouldn’t pretend I was reading, I just stayed in bed while she cleaned my room. I was getting less and less embarrassed about hiding what was happening under the sheets, and often when we talked I would have my hand lie on my lap, close to my cock. Often as she talked she would stop, and brush her hair off her face or adjust her spectacles and she would look at me, and more frequently she was looking down at my body and not in my face.

It still felt strange, I still didn’t feel any sexual desire for her personally, but the fact of displaying myself and her watching me turned me on.

One day she was cleaning my sink, and telling me about the times she had unlocked room doors to clean, and finding couples in bed, or guys naked at the sink. I asked her to tell me more, to tell me about some of these instances and she continued to talk in general terms about what she found when she opened doors.

The talk was turning me on, apart from the usual arousal I was feeling when she was in the room with me, and she came towards the bed.

‘Well, someone likes today’s topic’ she said in her accented sing-song tones and chuckled, indicating with her head what was happening under the sheets.

I made a joke about not wanting to mess the sheets for her, and she laughed and said it wasn’t her problem today, and the sheets were changed the day after the next.

‘Looks nice under the sheet there.’ she said, and lingered for a few seconds before she said goodbye.

When she left it didn’t take me long to stroke myself to a lovely cum, all the time thinking of her watching me.

I continued this on a weekly basis, laying in bed with just a sheet over me, and she seemed to stay longer and longer, not only cleaning but standing by the bed and chatting with me.
I pondered how I could take this further, but I didn’t want to do anything that she might find offensive.

One morning at the usual time she arrived, I was stroking myself, hard under the sheets when she knocked on the door, unlocked it and called out to see if I was there. I waited until she was in the room and could see me clearly before I pretended to be embarrassed and stopped, quickly folding the sheet over me to try and hide my erection under the sheets.
‘Well, what are we doing this morning?’ she enquired with a laugh, ‘having a little play?’

I apologised to her and said I didn’t hear her.

‘Oh don’t be silly, I know what you boys get up to in your rooms,’ she said, continuing to make a joke. “Don’t let me stop you, I am just going to clean here, just don’t mess the sheets’. She laughed and threw a towel over me, landing it on my erection poking up underneath the sheets.

She did her cleaning, chatting as usual, and I lay on the bed watching her.
She finished and then stood by the bed.

‘You better finish yourself off,’ she said laughing again.
I was emboldened by her humour and her directness, and put my hand on my cock, over the sheet, and with a couple of strokes of my fingers I was hard again.

‘Looks like you’re ready now. Enjoy yourself,’ she giggled and left the room, closing the door behind her.

For the next few weeks I was distracted from my studies, and most nights and some mornings I masturbated, always thinking of Aruna, and showing myself to her.

I came across the three ladies at a break one afternoon as I came home from lectures, and they were their usual funny and teasing selves. I stayed with them for half an hour or so, enjoying their talk about their work and their families.

As I said goodbye to them, the English lady told me to be careful about finding nasty things growing in my sheets. They all giggled and laughed, and as I walked down the corridor, and I wondered what she had said to them.

I sort of knew now that I wasn’t going to offend her, my dilemma was how far to take this, my imagination was full of thoughts of revealing myself to her, what would she do? I never got further than that, but always my mind was full of her laughing face and eyes and her giggle.

The next time I would have stayed in bed with her in the room I had to meet with my tutorial group, so it was a couple of weeks before I was able to see how things would progress.
I set up in the usual way, under the cotton sheet on my bed, and around the usual time, the knock on the door and the key in the lock announced she was here.

She bustled in, chatting about her morning and I watched her tidy some books and papers on my desk. She went back to my sink to clean it, and came back towards the window.

‘So go ahead,’ she said with a smile, “ I want to watch you.
‘Really?’

Yes really, now come on, give your mister a tug.’ She laughed. ‘Come on, don’t be shy.’

With my hand I stroked myself so I was hard, looking at her all the time. Her gaze went from my face to my cock and back again. I slid my hand under the sheet and continued to stroke and rub, I was hard as a rock.

She watched me for a few minutes, my breathing getting faster and I moaned a few times. She clasped the sheet in her hand and began to slide it off my body, slowly revealing my hand stroking my cock.

‘Now that’s a nice one.’ She said quietly, continuing to watch me. With my fingers, I caressed the head, then clasped the shaft and pumped my hand up and down.

‘That’s nice,’ she whispered again. ‘Faster, faster.’
I continued to pump and jerk my hand up and down.
‘Make him cum, I want to see him cum,’ she whispered again.
It didn’t take me long, and with moans and a final groan of lust and relief I spurted cum into the air and on to my belly. I continued to spurt a few more times, squeezing my shaft with my fingers. She went to my basin and returned with a washer.
‘Don’t mess on the sheets,’ she laughed and I took the washer from her and wiped my cum from my belly and chest.
As she left she kissed me on the forehead, and told me I was a good boy!

It was the university vacation, and when I returned for the new term I came back to my room after a morning lecture on the first Monday to catch up with the ladies on my floor, particularly Aruna. They were in their usual morning tea place, resting. We had a chat and a few laughs, and they asked me how many girls I had seduced over the holidays.

On Thursday the first week, I waited in bed for my cleaning lady to come and do my room. She did so and I watched her, slowly stroking myself as she worked and chatted. Eventually, she sat down on the bed and watched me.
‘So, did he miss me over the vacation.’

I told her he sure did and I was anxious to catch up with her and find out what she had been up to.

‘Let’s see how much he has missed me,’ she said with a laugh and slowly pulled on the sheet, off my belly, and over my thighs. I was hard and my fingers were softly teasing the head of my cock, and just under the knob. She watched me stroke for a few minutes, her hand resting on my thigh, and her fingers softly moving in caresses

‘Can I help with that?’ she whispered.
‘Oh yes, please help me.’

‘Because you are a good boy and you ask so nicely,’ she said and her fingers touched me where mine were. She caressed the tip of my cock with her fingers, running her thumb just under the ridge of my knob, she closed her hand over my shaft and stroked and stroked up and down, then when she reached the tip she rubbed her thumb over my tip. The sensation was so thrilling, my hips moved up and down in an involuntary movement, and she began to time her hand and finger movements in response to my hips. I could feel my climax building, she had a look of concentration on her face as she looked at her hand playing with me, then at my face and then back to her hand. I exploded in a storm of moans, heavy breathing and spasms. Cum flew high above me and landed on my chest, then as she continued to stroke more cum dribbled over her hand and onto my thighs and belly. I held her wrist still in agony and ecstasy until my spasms subsided.

Finally, she giggled, ‘well I may be the cleaning lady here but they don’t pay me to clean up this mess.’

She took a washer from my sink, ran water over it and cleaned her hands, and threw the washer to me.
She stood by the bed. ‘Happy?’

‘Oh god, I sure am, thank you so much.’

‘Its ok, you are a good boy,’ she joked again, kissed me on the forehead and went to the door. Before she went she waved 2 fingers at me and then was gone.

I couldn’t believe what had happened. I guess I had been planning something like this since the first time she saw me in bed, but I never thought it would happen. I still didn’t see her as an object of sex fantasy except like this, I didn’t have any idea that we could fuck, but she had awoken some incredible desires around showing myself in front of her. And now beyond my wildest dreams, what had just happened!

I wasn’t really sexually experienced, I had read a lot being an English major, and I wasn’t a virgin but I had never really thought much about matters like exhibitionism or voyeurism. All I know was that I wanted to show myself to her, and I enjoyed how she seemed to like it too.

The next morning after breakfast I was getting ready to walk across to uni when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and there she was.

She walked past me and into the room.

‘I have to tell you this… you mustn’t tell anybody about what we did, please you must understand, nobody must know.’

I reassured her that I hadn’t told anyone, and neither would I.
‘Nobody must know, I will lose my job, please don’t tell anyone.’
I continued to reassure her, that I had respect for her and I wouldn’t tell anyone, and she seemed relieved.
She left to continue her work, and I think she was ok with that.
I didn’t see her for a few days, busy with work, and on the Thursday morning when I was usually in bed I had a special tutorial to go to.

Just before lunch, I was walking down the corridor towards my room, and I passed the three cleaners having their lunch in the shared kitchen and games room area.

I stopped and joined in their chat. Aruna was relaxed and casual, laughing and joking with the others, and I was relieved that she didn’t seem to be worried about what we did, and as I said my goodbyes she waved two fingers at me.

When I got to my room my heart was heating fast, and my stomach was churning with excitement

I saw her on and off during the week and into the next week but we didn’t really get a chance to say more than ‘Hi’.
On Wednesday afternoon I was studying at the desk in my room when there was a knock on the door, and it opened. She was standing there with her bag and coat, obviously ready to go home.
‘Hello’, she said.
‘Hi, how are you?’
I’m ok, did you remember tomorrow is Thursday?’
‘Yes,’ I replied, ‘I hadn’t forgotten.’
Her eyes twinkled, ‘Good, I didn’t want you to forget.’

The next morning was a repeat of the previous time with her, with a few variations. She wanted me to stroke myself and when I was almost at the point of cumming she rubbed the tip of my cock with her palm, causing an unbelievably intense sensation, and when I spurted she closed her palm over my knob, and my sticky semen oozed between her fingers.

For the rest of the final term, up to exams, she and I shared these experiences on most Thursday mornings.
Sometimes she just liked to watch me, other times she joined in. She told me sometimes what to do like she wanted me to use two hands pumping my shaft, or just my fingers teasing the tip of my penis.

One day I tentatively reached out and caressed her breast – her bra was industrial strength and I am not sure if she felt anything! However, she let me caress her while she stroked or caressed me to completion. Over a few weeks, I became more adventurous and caressed and fondled her breasts. She didn’t mind this, and even let me unbutton here green uniform and play with her nipples outside her bra. I tried to put my fingers inside her bra but it was too constrictive. I often had my hand on her knee or thigh as she played with me, and one day I eased my hand under her dress, but she gripped my wrist and shook her head.

At the end of the final term, I was moving out of the College to a house with some of my college roommates. I had kept my word and never mentioned my adventures with any of them, even though like all young men we spent a long time talking about sexual matters, most of it just rubbish talk when I think of it now.

At the end of the term, I said goodbye to her. She came to my room for the final Thursday, her usual cheery self. This time we talked as she lazily stroked me. She wished me well for my exams, and for next year of study. I told her I will remember her always.
The next day when I had packed my belongings in the car I went to seek out the cleaning ladies to say goodbye. I started on the ground floor, and found the cleaner there, and said goodbye and thank you.

On the next floor, the English lady was in a room, I could hear the vacuum. I opened the door to say goodbye and thank you.
She turned off the machine and said how sweet of me to find her to say goodbye.

I put out my hand to shake but she stepped forward and put her arms around me.

‘I’ve heard you are a very good boy,’ she whispered. ‘Aruna has been telling me she has given you a hand.’

She pulled back and looked at me, and I could feel myself blushing.

‘I don’t think you are a good boy, I think you are very naughty,’ she whispered and laughed, and then she kissed me. I kissed her on the cheek, but then she kissed me on the lips. When I touched her lips with mine I started to draw back but she tightened her arms around me and held me closer and kissed me with more urgency. Her lips moved against mine, and then I felt her tongue in my mouth, just a flicker against my tongue, and then she opened her lips more, her tongue explored mine, I felt her lips harder against mine, and I was consumed by her kiss.

Breathlessly she tore herself away, and still holding me she whispered ‘you really are a naughty boy aren’t you. Wish I was your cleaning lady too, now go.’

I was amazed at her response as I closed the door behind me.
My goodbye with Aruna was a bit tearful, she gave me a hug and wished me well, and I did the same to her.

On the journey home I didn’t quite to know what to think, some doors had opened that at my age I didn’t know what was beyond them.

Over the years I have often thought of Aruna, here smiling teasing, her generosity and the education she gave me.
I still think of her when I am in bed, playing with myself, and I am forever grateful for what she brought to my life.

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Having tasted Shareen’s immense and insatiable sexuality at the swapping party in Mumbai, my desire to have her exclusively for myself grew into an obsession of sorts. I had to get her down to Bangalore. I would have loved to have Neha too, but they were to return to US soon and her husband was not willing to allow her to be with me alone for my sexual satisfaction. Neha too, I was told later by Shareen, had pleaded with her husband, but he had insisted that she return to the US with him and their baby. Shareen’s husband Asif on the other hand was a willing husband and I thanked him profusely before I made all the arrangements for Shareen’s visit to my place. Asif took care of the baby during the interim period and we shall see in a later narration how Shareen took care of the baby’s needs.

I made a deal with the HR guy and had quickly arranged for a meeting with my HR guy for Shareen and forwarded a proposal for Shareen to test the new workplace and for my guys to evaluate her employability. Not that I was keen on getting her employed, (I knew that her background and work experience had zilch value in my company), but that gave me a good enough time period to spend with her.

Everything was arranged and the day arrived when she was to come into Bangalore. I picked up Shareen from the airport and drove her to straight to our guest house. I had tipped off the caretaker handsomely that ensured that we were not to be disturbed and that he took extra efforts to take care of her rudimentary needs. She had looked awesome at the first sight. I was seeing her after a month. She had put on a blue colour salwar kameez with a white dupatta. The sight of her mouth watering milk-laden breasts aroused me immediately and I was tempted to take her down right then and there.

She too couldn’t take her hands off me while I drove. She caressed my erect cock over my pants, even as I tried to concentrate driving at a high speed of 80 kmph on the road from the airport. She attempted to take it out and pleaded with me for a quick adventure in the form of a blow job even as I drove. But I had known the risks involved and had requested her not to insist and have patience till we got there. I too couldn’t wait to get inside her pussy.

I hauled up her luggage that seemed too much for a fortnight’s stay. I opened the door and had barely closed it behind me, than she pounced on me like a tigress. She wrapped her arms and around me and pulled my head to her lips, and probed my mouth with her tongue. I gathered her sexy body in my arms around her waist and cupping her soft buttocks lifted her a bit to thrust my hard cock against her pussy. She pushed her legs up around my hips.

I carried her in to the bedroom. We lost no time in discarding our clothes and she jumped onto the bed and opening her legs welcomed me between them. I jumped in between them and began to shower deep kisses on her face and neck. I held her breasts and began to suck on them. I had thirsted for her breast milk all these days. I gobbled up a huge chunk of her mammary flesh, pulling and pinching her nipples.

I was hard and my penis was aching for release. I immediately guided myself into her soft pink wet pussy and she helped me by raising her legs. I folded her knees against her chest and began to punp into her.

I knew I couldn’t last long enough this time, not long enough to give her a much deserved orgasm. “Main jaldi aa jaaunga. Tumhe main baad mein kush karta hoon”
(I will cum soon. I will satisfy you later)

“Jaldi karo” she exhorted me. I was at a furious pace and in another minute I had sent in a monstrous quantity of semen deep into her vagina. Her pussy was pulsating and I could feel it as she clamped down on my cock milking it for more.
(Do it quickly)

We collapsed exhausted and exchanged loving kisses.
“Tu nahin jaanti, kitna tarsa hoon is sexy body ke liye. Apna lauda hila hila ke thakh gaya tha“
(You don’t know how much I thirsted for this sexy body. I was tired of shagging away)

“Ab main aa gayi hoon. Haath chalane ne ka koi chance nahin. Mera choot tumhare liye har waqt tayaar rahega. Jab chahiye andar daal kar apne aapko thanda kar lo”
(Now I have come. No chance to shag. My pussy will be ready for you anytime. You can insert your cock in my pussy and cool down yourself anytime you wish to)

We had a fantastic session later that night. She was a tigress waiting for her kill and she milked my sacs thrice that night and left me sore and exhausted.

It was Ramzan time, and she would get up very early in the morning and milk her breasts completely and store the bottle in the freezer. She would then prepare coffee for me using her own breast milk. I relished it.

Our day time was spent in the office as I worked and she tried to figure out if she could fit into the company HR. Our nights were spent romping in bed in the guest house. (I had excused myself from home saying that I was working with my team on an important project and I would be staying in the Guest House if they needed me. And since it was a bit lean time there were not many visitors to the guest house and I had paid the guy to give her a room at the end of the corridor with a big double bed and a kitchenette; one usually reserved for family visitors).

The following Friday, we visited the local mosque together and she prayed. She was fasting. We spent the evening breaking her fast with a feast. She managed her time to make some of the most delicious sweets I ever had.

Soon, it was the last day of the fortnight and the last day of her time in my company. She had taken leave while I had to work the full day. She had told me earlier in the morning that she would have prepared a surprise sweet dish before I came back from work. I left instructions with the caretaker “Memsaab ko kitchen mein kaam hoga. Puri tarah se madad karo”
(Madam has some work in the kitchen today. Give her your full cooperation)

When I reached her room that afternoon, she opened the door for me. She had worn a transparent white gown with absolutely nothing underneath. Her large breasts and dark nipples were prominent. Her dark bush was visible too. I gathered her in my arms and as had become customary, planted kisses on her lips while I fondled her breasts and rubbed her cunt.

She dragged me in and asked me to freshen up while she laid the table.

I washed up and putting on a loose shirt with opened up buttons and shorts with nothing underneath arrived at the table for an Iftaar feast. She had let her hair loose and appeared sexy and seductively beautiful.

She sat down on my lap and kissed me.

“Aaj tere liye maine daawat rakha hai. Sab sweet dishes hain. Maze le lo”
(Today I have laid out a feast for you. Everything is a sweet dish. Enjoy yourself)

I saw the table and it was truly grand. I loved sweets; she picked up one and began to feed me. It tasted wonderful. I tasted all of them.

She descended from my lap and asked me, “Kya kehana hai?”
(What do you say?)

“Bahut mast hai. Kabhi aise sweets khaye hi nahin. Tumne banaye?”
(Excellent. I have never eaten such sweets. Did you make them?)

She nodded. “Guess karo. Inme kya khaas baat hai?”
(Guess. What is so special about them?)

“Hmmm. Sab sweets hain.” (Everyone of them is a sweet)
She frowned at my stupid answer.

“To phir? Ye sab tumne banaye hain” (You made every one of them)
“Of course, maine banaya hai” (Of course, I made them)

I was perplexed. She had a naughty smile and bit her lower lip seductively. She bent down with her hands on the table displaying her ample breasts. “Karo karo guess karo” (Keep guessing)

I was lost. I looked at the dishes once again. “All are milk based sweets.” I said, with some authority expecting it to be turned down as another stupid obvious answer.

“Of course, they are milk based, lekin….” She almost wanted to tell me but let it at that.

I shook my head as I continued to relish the seviyan kheer (vermicelli pudding). It was so sweet, I cared little anymore for the right answer.

“Yeh sab maine apne doodh se banaya hai” she finally replied.
(All these sweets have been made with my milk)

I stopped. I gulped. I sat dumbfounded looking at her, then her breasts and then the dishes. She laughed. Stands of vermicelli were hanging from my open mouth.

She picked them up with her tongue and put into my mouth as she sealed my mouth with hers.

I was eating sweet dishes made with milk from her breasts !!!

I regained my thoughts as she freed me. “Itna sab banaya?” I asked another stupid question for which the answer was already known, not trying to fathom how much milk she would have pumped out to create so many dishes. The kheer that I was relishing itself would have need at least a liter of her milk boiled to half its volume. (All these ..)

She sat down on my lap and holding my head pushed it into her cleavage. I welcomed this burial and inhaled the sweet milky fragrance that she possessed. I couldn’t reach out to lick her cleavage through her gown.

I still wanted an answer. I lifted myself and looking at her in her eyes, “Kitna doodh nikaalna pada?” (How much milk did you have to squeeze out?)

She giggled again at my question. She pretended thinking for a while, and then said, “Poore do litre. Main ne kal bhi do liter nikala tha. Aaj shayad mere me kuch doodh bacha hi nahin. Shayad kuch aur nikalega bhi nahin. Poora khali kar diya hai, aur subah se kuch khaya bhi nahin hai na”
(Totally two litres. Even yesterday, I extracted two liters. I don’t have any more in me. And I don’t think I can squeeze out any more. I have emptied myself, and I have not eaten since morning)

I suddenly realized that I was eating without letting her break her fast. I picked up the kheer and fed her some. She ate it out of my hands. We then kept feeding each other, but I ensured that she ate more than I. She was sitting on my lap.

I felt a strange affection for this girl. She had milked herself dry for preparing sweets for me. Was she in love with me? Or was it just plain togetherness for some time. I was not going to fall into this trap of love. I was a married person and she knew it. I only hoped that she realized it.

For me it was just pure lust out of our own volition. We had surrendered our bodies to each other for pure physical and sexual enjoyment. Our body fluids were for the other person to enjoy. This love thing was plain bullshit under the present case. I would have to make it clear to her in case she ventured further.

I picked her up and made her sit with her back to me. I lifted her gown high up her hips and I removed my shorts. My erection was full hard and the head was wet. I resumed my seat and holding her hips, guided her pussy onto my penis. It cut through her like a knife through butter. She moaned and turned to receive a kiss. I kissed her and then her shoulders and neck.

She held the table and began to bounce up and down on me. This lovely girl deserved a lot of my cum tonight. Perhaps this was the last I would see of her.

It was not a very good position and she was obviously struggling to keep my hard cock inside her. She slowed down and gently disengaged herself from my cock. My cock head was swollen and it got a bit stuck in her cunt lips.
She laughed. I asked her, “Kyon has rahi ho?” (Why are you laughing?)

“Kutton ko dekha hai kabhi sex karte hue? Unka bhi aise phus jaata hai” she said laughing all the while.
(Have you ever seen dogs having sex? Even they get stuck like this)

I laughed at the analogy. “You have made me so horny Shareen”

“Chalo, bedroom mein chalte hain.” She said as she held my hand and got up from my lap.
(Come let us go to the bedroom)

She lay down on the bed. I lifted her up and lifted her gown and made her naked. I discarded my shorts and T-shirt. I lay down next to her and we kissed. It lasted for almost 5 minutes, as our tongues fought with each other to enter the mouths. She oozed sex even through her mouth.

“Shareen, I think you should eat something before we do it. You have not eaten anything since morning.”

She agreed that she was hungry. She excused herself to perform namaaz. She sat down naked on the mat and performed her prayers. I sat down on the chair at the table naked and fondling my cock gently looking at her sexy body and arse as she bent and turned to perform her prayers.

A few minutes later she had finished and she came up to me. I took her in my arms and made her sit on my lap and we kissed. I caressed her breasts; she squirmed.

I made her sit in a separate chair. I opened up all the dishes and served her ample quantities in to her plate. She looked at me and I smiled and nodded to her to go ahead.

We finished up all the dishes, I particularly not wanting to waste any food that she had prepared with her own breast milk. All the dishes were extremely well made and very delicious. For a moment I thought if they would taste as good if they were prepared with cow or buffalo milk.

It was almost 8 pm and we retired to the bedroom. I was eagerly looking forward to giving Shareen a good fuck that she deserved. My cock was semi erect all this time, occasionally hardening and then losing it. I lay down next to her. We were still stark naked.

I turned towards her and looked at her lying down. She looked like an apsara. She had a very beautifully sculpted body like you find on temple walls, the swell of her huge milky breasts rising and falling with every breath she took, a pulpy slender waist with the deep navel broadening into her perfectly shaped hips with the right amount of desirable flesh, and tender long smooth and hairless legs. And right in the middle of her huge milk tanks were two perky half an inch long and thick nipples that served as a center point for her two inch diameter areola. Down below lay a triangle of curly pubic hair that hid her most coveted treasure that was the dream of every man whom she came across.

As I swept my eyes down to her legs and then up, I saw her looking at me with a subtle smile. She kept her palm on my cheek and in a muted speech, said, “I love you”

I held her palm and drew them to towards my lips and slowly began to suck on each of the fingers. She sighed and closed her eyes. I kissed her palms and then slowly released her as I moved my finger over her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and drew in my forefinger with her tongue. She began to suck on it like she would suck my cock. Slowly, I moved my fingers one by one into her mouth, feeling the soft lips and chin as she began to wet my fingers with her tongue.

I moved my other hand to her naked breast fondling it gently and rolling my fingers over her areola and nipples. They had perked up already and I noticed that she was rubbing her thighs together.

I moved down my hand from her breasts to her waist and abdomen and towards her groin. She immediately spread her legs inviting in a way to move my hand to her bush.

I moved my body forward with my hand still on her groin and gave her a kiss on her lips. She took me in an embrace, arms around my neck and pulled me towards her.
“Shareen”, I said, as we broke the kiss, “I want to ask you a question”
She looked at me, a question mark on her face.

“Are you in love with me?” I asked point blank.
She smiled at my question. I had expected her to be taken aback.

“Can I ask you why you asked this question?” she replied.
I nodded and replied, “I am beginning to get a feeling that you are in love with me and that you expect our relationship to go much beyond this. And you said a few minutes back that you love me”

“No. Not at all. What makes you think so?” she asked without blinking an eyelid.

“Yeh jo tum kar rahi ho..is se mujhe laga ki tumhe mujh se pyaar ho gaya hai” I said, switching my language to Hindi.
(You are doing all this with me I thought you have fallen in love with me)
“Kya kiya hai maine.” She asked. (What have I done?)

“Dekho…aaj tum ne apne doodh se yeh sab mere liye banaya. Only a woman in love can do such a thing” I said.
(See. Today you have prepared all these dishes with your milk)

“See. I don’t have a baby to feed here. Nor there is Asif here to suckle me. Only you. After that evening, I always wanted to be with you. I love your body and your performance. It is amazing. And everytime we have sex, it is a new feeling for me. Sex with you makes me feel complete. But I am not interested in spending my life with you. It is only sex that I want from you. I have a happy family back there and am satisfied with what I have. I have no intention of spoiling your married life by imposing myself. I love your body and you love mine. That is all there is. As long as we are and we can be together, I think we should enjoy ourselves and leave it at that. There is nothing more. I am even not sure if you will continue to seek me if my breast dries up. I know that my breasts and milk are an incentive for you and that in return you are satisfying me with a good sexual intercourse. You love my breasts and milk and I love your penis and cum. You have given me a time that no man including Asif has given me.”

She suddenly stopped and looked at me. I sat staring at this amazing beauty in my bed and had just heard out a 2 minute monologue. I was stumped. She was clear in her thoughts about what she wanted out of our relationship. It was just sex and the accompanying incentives as she called it.

I cleared my throat and foolishly I tried to repeat what she just said. “So what you are saying is that our relationship is just physical. Nothing emotional and no attachments at all. We are here together only to enjoy each other’s bodies that we love so much?”

She nodded. “Koi shaq?” (Any doubts?)

I shook my head and asked her to come into my arms. She rushed in, walking on her knees on the bed.
I hugged her and caressed her smooth back. Her warm breasts felt hot against my chest. She kissed my shoulder while I nibbled at her ears and neck.

I moved down over the bed, Shareen still in my arms. We rolled over, as one body, tightly encased in each other’s’ arms as we were. I tasted her sweet lips, licking her face.

We whispered sweet nothings into each other’s’ ears and just played with each other for some time.
I was getting aroused and I could feel wetness on my chest. I separated from her a bit and glanced at her tits.

She was leaking milk. I looked at her. She looked down and lifting her breasts, glanced at her nipple. Drop of milk laced the tip of each one.

I shifted down and bent forward to lick them. She smiled at the effort and said, “Lagta hai bharne laga hai”
(Looks like it is getting filled up)

I nodded. “Ab nahin peeyunga. Achi tarah se bhar jaane do. Phir aaram se choosonga.”
(I won’t drink now. Let them fill up completely. I will suckle at leisure)

She gathered me in her arms and pressed my face in her sexy cleavage.
“Gopalji. Aap mera kitna khayal rakhte hain”
(You take care of me so much)

I kissed her bosom and lifted myself on level with her. I kissed her cheeks again and hugged her.

“Do you want to rest or shall we do something?” I asked.
“Main subah se aapke liye wait kar rahi hoon” she said.
(I am waiting for you since morning)

“Neeche jaao Shareen. Apna tohfa le lo.” I told her and gently guiding her towards my cock that was now hard, long and stiff and lay along my abdomen.
(Go down Shareen and take your gift)

She went down on the bed and supporting herself with her left arm, placed her face in my crotch. She moved her face in my pubic hair. With her hand, she caressed and fondled my scrotum, while she licked the underside of the entire length of the hard pole.

She adjusted herself and taking my 6 inch cock gently in her hand, pulled the foreskin back and exposed the pink head. She gave it a few licks and then looked at it she asked, “In do gendo mein itna sperm kaise nikalta hai?”
(How does so much sperm come from these two balls?)

“Pata nahin. Jab se masturbate karna shuru kiya, tab se bahut semen nikalta hai. Pata nahin kitne bin maa ke bacchon ko toilet mein flush kar diya itne saalon me” I said now caressing her hair.
(I don’t know. Ever since I have started masturbating it secretes too much semen. I don’t know how many unborn kids I have flushed down the toilet all these years)

She giggled and I joined in.

“Mere lund tumhe kaisa lagta hai?”
(How do you like my cock?)

“Yeh kya question hai? Bus accha lagta hai. Mujhe nahin pata kyon.” She said casually playing with my head with her forefinger.
(What sort of question is this? I don’t know why, but I love it)

“Phir bhi. There must be something that you love about it” (Still…)
She was thinking. “Lamba hai, khadak hai.” (It is long, it is hard)

“Aur..?” (And..)
“Aur…smooth hai. Dikhne me sexy hai”
(It is smooth. It looks sexy)

“Aur..?” (And…)
“Aur kya?…bus accha lagta hai”
(And what? I just like it)

“Nahin. Tum aur bhi kuch kehana chahti ho”
(No. I think you want to say something more)

She paused again, shook my penis like a fan against her lips.
“Aap ka semen ka taste bahut sweet hai, bahut makhmali hai…jaise…jaise…” she groped for words to describe the velvety texture of my semen.
(And your semen tastes very sweet, and it is velvety….like..like)

“Jaise…?” (like ?)
“…like you know ras malai ya doodh ka cream jo hota hai?”
(…like you know the cream or the cream of milk)

“Hmm. Hmmm.” I muttered as she flicked the pee hole with her tongue, and squeezed the cock head with her fingers.

“Do you like the taste of my cum?” I asked
“Hmm.Hmm” She muttered with my cock head in her mouth.

“Aap batayiye. Aap ko main kyon pasand hoon?” she asked, releasing my cock for a moment as it jumped the gun and released a spurt of thin pre cum that landed on her cheek.
(You tell me. Why do you like me so much?)

“Oof” she exclaimed. “Itna sa…lekin itna garam hai”. She smeared the precum over her cheeks.
(It is…so hot)

“Bataiye” she prodded. ( Tell me)

“Kya bataun. You are very beautiful. Very sexy. Good body. Smooth skin. Sexy figure. You smell good. You are hot.” I went on and paused with the adjectives; I was running out of them.

“Aap ne to important points to bola hi nahi” she said. (you have not mentioned the important points)

“Hmm. Shareen. I don’t know what to say. Your breasts are the best that I have seen. See, I have slept with so many women, but none so far has such lovely breasts. They are so firm and yet soft to touch. They are heavy. I don’t know if you have seen yourself naked. But they are very beautiful. Aur ab to kya kehana. Doodh se bhar ke to aur bhi sundar dikhte hain. Your milk is just wonderful, so refreshing and warm. Very nourishing. Aur…aur…tera garam badan to mere jism ko tanda kar deta hai. Teri choot ka kya kehana Shareen. Inke gulabi pankhudi….”
(And what to say now. Filled up with milk they appear more beautiful…..and your hot body cools down my body. And what about your cunt Shareen. Its rose like petals….)

“Pankhudi matlab?” she interrupted her cock tease and my talk. (what does it mean?)
“Matlab…tere pussy lips…”

“So sexy. I don’t know if you have seen it yourself. So beautiful and tender. Mujhe choosne aur chaatne mein bahut mazaa aata hai. Tera ras to..bus…amrit jaisa hai.”
(…I love to suck and lick it. And your juices are like nectar)

“Aap ne mere saath sex bhi kiya hai. Kaisa laga?” she asked as she was now deep down on my organ, and at the same time, jerking my cock.
(You have had sex with me. How did you like it?)

“Oofff. Shareen. Ahista…Tere sex to swarg mein jaane jaisa hai. You know the other day when I was fucking you at Harmeet’s place and I ejaculated inside you, I almost blanked out.”
(Easy and slow Shareen… Your sex is like going to heaven)

She smiled as she reelased my cock. My penis was fully wet with her saliva. She got up and knelt on either side and positioned herself above my erect penis. And without a further word, she held my penis erect and descended upon it. My cock was buried deep inside her love hole.

OMG. It was so smooth. Hardly felt it. She was taking control for the first time. She bent down on me and kissed me. I embraced her and returned the kiss. She began to slowly move her hips. She leaned back with her hands on my chest for support and began to gyrate her hips on mine. I could feel the warmth of her vagina spread on my cock. It twitched and she jerked a bit and smiled at me.

“Aap kuch mat kariye. Aaj main karungi.”
(You don’t do anything. Today I will do everything)

“Tum thak jaogi Shareen.”
(You will tire out Shareen)

“Dekhte hain.” She said confidently and began to move up and down on me, taking enough height to ensure that my cock head was still inside her. Her breasts bounced on her chest and soon she was away in her own world, her eyes closed and groaning and moaning erotically as she pleasured herself.
(Let’s see)

I reached out to hold her dancing melons but her pace was too fast and I had no way to hold them back. Her hair spread all over, and she looked like a slut in heat. At the pace she was going, I was wondering if I could reach my climax.

She appeared dazed and was looking at me with glazed eyes as she humped herself hard on my piston rod, taking herself to a mind shattering orgasm. I could feel her cunt clamp down on my cock and squeeze it as I felt her orgasmic content. My cock was hot and appeared to be swamped in the hot lava flow of her juices. She fell forward with her boobies hanging out, her arms trying to hold on to something to control the tremble. Her hair was disheveled and fell all over my face. She looked beautiful under the fall of hair.

She was completely out of breath and her breasts were hanging and swinging like ripe mangoes awaiting harvest.

I reached out to hold them gently, not wanting to squeeze them. I wanted her breast milk for later, for after sex nourishment.

She let out a moan as my warm hands touched them. She struggled a bit and wanted to get off my cock. I left her breasts and holding her by her hips, pressed her further on my cock. Unable to balance herself, she let herself go and lay down on me. Her face lay against my right cheek and her breath was hot.

I caressed her back and buttocks trying to relax her. I kissed her shoulder and cheeks and nibbled at her ears. After a full 5 minutes she rolled off me. She smiled and kissed my cheeks.

“Never had such an experience, never before. Not with Asif, not with the other men I had, never with you at the network.”

I rubbed her cheek with the back of my palm. She suddenly got up and went down to my crotch.
“This penis is the most wonderful one I ever took inside of me. I am going to worship it” And saying that she took my now 2 inch limp organ into her mouth trying to revive it back to its magnificent 7 inch form that gave her so much pleasure.

“I didn’t know I tasted like this.” She said as she perhaps tasted her own cunt juices coating my cick.
“You are sweet Shareen and I have never had a better tasting pussy in my life” I said.

A 10 minute oral workout on my cock and it was up and ready to go. The foreskin had been pulled back during her suck exposing a swollen pinkish wet head. I pulled her up next to me and asked her “Do you want me now? Or a bit later? You just fucked yourself so badly; I don’t think you can withstand another so quickly”

She thought a bit and nodded. I gathered her in my arms and she cradled her head in my shoulder.
We dozed off. She turned her back to me, curling her legs up. I pulled up behind her, held her breast from under her arms and kissed her back, and asked her to nestle my little boy between her legs.

I knew that when we woke up I would be giving her best fuck she ever had. It was 5 am when my eyes opened. Shareen was still in bed. My cock was erect and hard. I got up to gargle my mouth and brushed quickly with my fingers. I got back into bed and hugged her from the back. She moved aside and lay on her back and spread her legs. She had her eyes closed. I couldn’t wait anymore to fuck her. My sleep had refreshed the semen in my sacs.

I knelt between her legs and lowered myself to taste her cunt. She still smelt of our cum of last night. Not wanting to delay further, I lowered myself and pasted my wet tongue on her pussy. She let out a moan and I guessed that she was partly awakened by the warmth on her pussy lips. I gave her a few long licks before I opened up her petals to dig deeper to taste her sweet nectar.

I looked up and she opened her eyes and smiled at me. I winked at her.
“Mujhe toilet jaana hai”
(I have to go to the toilet)

I got up from between her legs. “Acchi tarah se saaf karke aana”
She nodded and walked with her sexy arse swaying. I heard her flush and the faucet working.
(Wash it well)

She came back with a towel in her hand wiping her pussy. She came over me and sat on my face.
“Lijiye saaf hai. Choosiye”
(Come on I am clean now. Suck me)

I needed no invitation as I held her bum flesh and pulled her down on my face, with my mouth lapping at her cunt like a cat would to a saucer of milk.

In 5 minutes I had sent her to heaven as she sat back on my chest, pushing my head away.
“Aap yeh saab kaise karte hain?” she asked not eliciting an answer though.
(How do you do all this?)

I pushed her down on the bed and she opened her legs and lifted them to her arms as she held them apart.

I positioned between her legs and guided my hard and erect penis into her cunt. With one push I was buried up to my balls.

I wanted to give this girl a fuck that she would remember a long time. I too wanted to taste her sex for a long time. I balanced on my arms by her side and looking into her eyes, I asked “How long can you last?”

She giggled. “It is the same question I wanted to ask you. I want it slow and steady. I want to experience your penis in my vagina for as long as is possible”

“For any other girl it would have been over in 5 to 10 minutes. But with you below me, I think I want to last for at least 20 minutes. I will do it very very slowly. I don’t want you to push me into a fast one”

She nodded as she caressed my cheeks with both hands. I lowered myself to kiss her cheeks and took her lips between mine. Out tongues reached out to mate with each other, snaking in and out of our mouths. This caused my cock to harden and jerk inside her and she jerked with me.

“Hmmm… Dheere..” she complained as she pulled her face away.
(Slowly please)

I could not fathom how I could go slow with this sexy girl. I began with slow strokes, lifting my hips up and ramming it down into her and then staying inside her for about 10-15 seconds before repeating.

She was holding my arms and back, and as I would ram into her, she would close her eyes and clench her teeth and dig into my arms. I looked into her eyes and I could see a strange of sense of pleasure. It was an erotic sight. A lovely sexy girl, lying naked below me with my hot and potent penis in her wet overflowing cunt, with her milk filled breasts jiggling like water filled balloons with every thrust her body took from my ram rod.

She made an awesome sight and I had to make a comment to her.
“Tum kitni sundar lag rahi ho Shareen. Mera jee karta hai ki tumhe aise hi chodta rahun”
(You look so beautiful Shareen. I feel like fucking you like this all the time)

“Kisne roka hai aapko?
(So who has stopped you?)

“Sach?” I asked, and not waiting for an answer, began to slowly increase my pumping pace into this wonderful woman. (Really?)

It was a wonderful being inside of Shareen’s cunt, swamped by the hot wetness of her copious vaginal secretions. I bent down to kiss her breast flesh, taking her perky nipples one by one between my teeth and stimulating it to lactate for me. Very soon, I was going to descend upon this milk laden tits for my nourishment. She moaned as I doubled the pleasure.

A few minutes of kisses and a continuous gentle thrusting, was sending me to a climax. Shareen was clamping down on my cock with her cunt muscles with increased frequency and I was glad that she was assisting me in my orgasmic venture.

“I want you to cum inside me” she said.
“I will”

I continued to thrust into her, raising my elbows up, and pushing my hips forward as she matched my pace by pushing her hips in the opposite direction and simultaneously squeezing my cock head with her cunt.

I was reaching my peak and I lowered myself over her. I continued to pump faster now, as she gave up trying to match my pace. I reached for her mouth and took her lips between mine as I gently pushed in and out of her for the final thrusts. The dam burst and I could feel my cock spewing out enormous amounts of spunk into her womb in five or six rapid spurts. She felt it, tightened her grip around my back and hips as she pulled me into her. Her eyes closed as she moaned in ecstacy “Hai Allah”

I lay spent over her body as she continued to hold me tight to herself, feeling the warmth of our sweating bodies. Both of us were breathing heavily. I was surprised by my own actions. It was a gentler pace of fuck unlike the usual and yet I could ejaculate so much.

Shareen slowly released me from her grasp and her hands fell by her sides. She had her head turned aside and as I slowly raised myself, my semi erect cock popped out of her cunt. She brought her hand to her pussy almost immediately as I withdrew. She caressed her lips, and surprisingly, I did not find a trace of my cum flowing out. Her body had sucked in all my cum and I was, for the moment, a bit worried that she might get pregnant if she did not wash up.

“Shareen…Shareen..” I prodded her.
“Hmmm” she said and she turned her face to me, smiling. She had a beautiful after sex glow and she looked an angel.

“Mujhe lagta hai tumhe saaf kar lena chahiye” (I think you should wash up)
“Kyon?” (Why?)

“Kuch bahar nahi nikala. Agar pregnant ho gayi to problem ho jayega”
(Nothing has come out. If you become pregnant we will have problems)

“Gopal…tumhare bachche ki maa banogi to koi problem nahin hai. Lekin main nahin ban sakti. Lactating women have a good chance of not getting pregnant. Waise bhi main pill leloongi” she said as he reached out to caress my face.
(I don’t see any problem if I become your child’s mother. But I won’t be. I will be taking a pill)

“Shareen..?”
“Hmm?”

“Main tumhare gaand mein ek baar daalna chahta hoon. Kya khayal hai?”
(I want to fuck you once in your arse. What do you think?)

She fisted my chest playfully.
“Nahin. Mujhe pasand nahin hai.”
(No. I don’t like it)

“Kabhi nahin kiya? Parties mein bhi nahin?” I asked with a question mark on my face.
She shook her head.
(Have you never done it? Not even in the parties?)

“Mujhe laga tum apni gaand marwati ho”
(I thought you get fucked in your arse)

“Nahin…Woh to Neha hai. Uska gaand khula hua hai. Tumhara lund bhi aaram se andar ghus jayega. Kabhi try karke dekho. Asif keh rahe the ki unhe mazaa aa gaya”
(No. That is Neha. She has a wider arsehole. Your cock will go in very easily. Try it sometime. Asif was saying that he enjoyed it very much)

“Tumhe jalan nahin hoti?” (You don’t get jealous?)
“Kis baat ki. Gaand marwane se kabhi kabhi shayad jalan hoti hai. Lekin Neha to experienced hai”
(About what? I think if you try arse fuck it hurts (another meaning of jealous in Hindi). But Neha is experienced)

“Nahin..nahin mera matlab woh nahi tha.” (That is not what I meant)
“To phir” (Then?)

“Asif jab Neha ka gaand maar tha hai ya kisi aur aurat ke saath maze leta hai, tab”
(When Asif fucks Neha’s arse or has sex with any other woman)

“Kyon hogi jalan. Main bhi to tumhare saath pichle 15 dino se tumhara bistar garam kar rahin hoon. Asif bhi apna lund kisi aur ke chooth mein ragad raha hoga. We are open in such cases. You do what you want and I will do what I want. But at the end of the day we are together as a family and we love each other”
(Why should I be jealous? I am warming up your bed for the last 15 days. Even Asif must be getting his cock massaged by some pussy)

I was by now next to her, as she was fondling my cock. The semen coating on my penis had now dried up.

I told Shareen to go and have a bath and I would follow her.
“Naha ne ke baad main tumhara doodh peeyonga”
(I will drink your milk after a bath)

Thirty minutes later we both were in bed. I had meanwhile asked the guest house caretaker for a heavy breakfast and at the same time called up my home to inform that I would not be available until late afternoon; that I was just winding up the tender work.

It was a wonderful Saturday, and I had planned to spend the morning with Shareen. After our slow but very tiring sexual intercourse early in the morning, I was looking forward to feeding from Shareen’s breasts.

She sat on the bed, naked, against the backrest, with her knees up and folded. I got on to the bed in my towel, and she immediately made space for me on her lap.

“Abhi nahin. Breakfast must be on its way. I think you should put on some kind of a dress”
(Not now)

No sooner had I said this, and the bell rang and the breakfast arrived. Shareen rushed into the closet, covering herself with the blanket.

The guy had an all knowing smirk on his face as he made a casual survey of our room and drew his own conclusions. I tipped him handsomely and with my finger on my lips motioned him to keep his mouth shut.
He pocketed the tip and nodded smilingly.

“Aap ko disturb nahin karoonga” he said on his way out, as I patted his back and almost pushed him through the door.
(Nobody will disturb you now)

“Bahar aa jao” I called out to Shareen. She had dropped the blanket and reappeared stark naked in to the room. Her breasts wobbled as she walked with a slight ramp like stance. She would have made a good model, I thought.
(You may come out now)

“Chalo, pehle kha lete hain. Pet mein chuhe daud rahen hai.”
(Come let us eat first. Rats are running around in my stomach – a euphemism for hunger)

“Kal ka sweets hajam ho gaya lagta hai” she said as we both settled down into our chairs for a nice breakfast. (Looks like you have digested yesterday’s sweets)

We gobbled up the steaming hot idlies, sandwiches and the omelette.
Shareen got up to wash her hands and I followed. She returned and prepared to make some tea for us.

“Mere liye nahin” I said. (Not for me)
She looked at me questioningly and asked, “Kyon?” (Why?)

“Chai ki koi zaroorat nahin mujhe. Tumhara doodh jo peena hai” I said.
(I don’t need tea. I have to drink your milk)

She blushed and proceeded to make tea for herself. I went over to the bed and lay down. I was looking at her, as she sat on the chair naked with her back to me. Her slender back that supported her voluminous breasts in the front, tapered into an even slender waist that flared up at her hips. Her buttocks appeared ripe and delicious mounds and I was tempted to ask her for an arse fuck. It had been a very long time since my cock had found refuge in a tight arsehole and I had abandoned arse fucks since Falguni.

She saw me staring at her in the mirror in front of her.
“Kya dekh rahen hain?” she asked turning around.
(What are you seeing?)

“Tumhara sundar shareer. Tumhare Allah ne bahut fursat se banaya hai tumhe. Stock mein rahe puri khoobsurati bhar di hain tumhare andar”
(Your beautiful body. Your God has made you in his free time. He has put all his stock of beauty into your body)

She blushed and finishing her tea, lay it on the table and moved into the bed with me. She sat next to me and caressed my face and kissed me on my mouth.

“Aayiye. Mera doodh peejiye. Mere breasts bhar gaye hain. Khali kar deejiye”
(Come. Drink my milk. My breast have filled up. Empty them)

She accommodated me in her lap, as I lay down facing her tits. She held my head with one hand and raised it to her left breast. She caressed her breast and nipple a while and then with a downward squeeze from the top of the breast to the engorged nipple she directed the tit to my open mouth.

A drop of milk appeared and I took it with my tongue. I gently lapped at her nipple with my tongue, to stimulate the flow. A few squeeze later, a spurt of milk sprayed on my face. She laughed. She reached out to a tissue and wiped out the few drops on my eyelids that prevented me from opening my eyes.

I latched on to the nipple and began to suckle her. Warm milk drained into my mouth with each press of the lips on her areola. She aided me for some time with her own pressure building press on her breast. She gave up the effort when she realized that I was suckling her on my own and her milk was free flowing into my mouth. The flow was in gushes soon and I had to swallow fast to prevent any wastage.

I was meanwhile caressing her other breast and she was sitting back relaxing, eyes closed and moving her fingers in my hair.

Twenty minutes later, the flow had reduced to a trickle and she realized that I was sucking harder on her nipple. She tried to assist me by squeezing her areloa and breast to extract more. It helped to an extent but it was just not the effort and the pain that she would have to feel later. I wiped my mouth with the back of my palm and walked on my knees to her other side. She readjusted herself to feed her right breast and repeated the exercise. The flow now was much easier and within two squeezes the milk flowed.

She raised my head on her knee and offered her breast to my mouth. I latched on to the flesh and pressed with my teeth gently, until my mouth filled up with her warm milk. I continued to suckle like a baby. I noticed that her hand had moved to her pussy and she was gently caressing herself.

I reached for her hand and kept it on my semi-erect rod of flesh. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.
I withdrew the nipple from my mouth and the milk flowed on to the face. She was like a leaky tap.

“Tayar kar ise. Tumhe choosna hai” I said and immediately took action to plug the leakage with my mouth.
(Make this ready. I want to suck you)

I resumed my sucking. Her breast milk was warm and refreshing. Asif was really lucky to have such a woman as his wife. Twenty minutes later, her breast was nearly empty and my penis was hard and erect. I got up from her lap, as she wiped her nipples with a tissue. I lay down on the bed and she went on all fours with her legs straddling my chest. She descended on my cock and took it straight into her throat. She looked back and offered her wet gleaming pussy.

I pulled her hips down to my face and dug my face into the freshly washed cunt. She was wet and smelt good. She smelt good anyway, unlike many other women. Even after a rigorous and taxing sexual intercourse she smelt different and good.

I dug my tongue into her cunt to taste the fresh juices while she labored on my cock coaxing it with her lips to give out the life giving fluid, which she loved equally to take in the oral and the vaginal orifice. I nibbled at her lips and intermittently gave her gentle bites and long licks with my teeth and tongue. This was arousing her so much that I heard her moaning out even as she had my cock in her mouth.

Very soon I felt her shuddering, her hips trembling and buttocks jiggling. I knew she had an orgasm, as I felt her pausing in her suck. She held it firm in her mouth, deep into her throat. I could feel her swallow and contract her throat muscles around my penis.

I myself was almost on the verge of orgasm, but her pause sent it away by another 5 minutes at most. She recovered soon and she resumed her deep throating with higher thrusts, as I now saw her lips rubbing on my skin with higher frequency. I could not hold it more and began to push my hips upwards sending my penis deeper into her mouth. She held my legs down, and she took over control again. Her head boobed up and down and I moaned, “Shareen jaan. Tera gift aa raha hai. Khali karde mujhe”
(Shareen my love. Your gift is on its way. Empty me)

And then it spurted out. I spewed 4 large spurts followed by a number of mini ones. I could feel some of my semen flowing down along the sides since she couldn’t have swallowed an upwardly directed rapid spurt so quickly.

I was panting and I pulled her up to me as my erection subsided and she was done with the swallowing and cleaning my cock up.

I took her in my embrace and we lay cuddled for a while.

“Shareen. “
“Hmmm” she replied while playfully running her forefinger around my nipple in circles.

“Join karogi?” I asked. (Will you join us?)

“I would love to. Can you put in a request for let us say, one more week to attend office and to decide?”

I was desperate to have her with me. I got up from the bed and rang up my HR guy.
“Bobby…How are you?……(Casual conversation)….Bobby…would it be possible for you to have Shareen in the office for one more week before she takes a decision?….Ok…Ok…I will need to ask if she is willing….ok…” and I closed the call.

“Shareen…ho jayega…lekin ek problem hai…” (It will be done….but there is a problem)
“Kya?” she said as she sat up excitedly.
(What?)

“Woh…haraami hai…bolta hai ki possible hai…agar…” (That fellow…he is a bastard…says it is possible…but..)
“Agar..?” (But….)

“”…agar…tu uske saath ek raat ke liye…you know…” (If…you spend one night with him…you know..)

“Theek hai. Ek raat hi ki to baat hai na…but he has to wear a condom..”
(it is okay. It is a matter of one night…)

“Lekin Shareen…” (But Shareen..)

“Don’t be too emotional yaar. What is the reason I am with you? Pure sexual pleasure, na? To uske saath ek raat sex karne mein kya jaata hai? Dekh loongi mera honewala boss kaisa perform karta hai”
(…so what is the harm in having sex with him for one night. Let me see how my future boss performs)

She giggled at her own statement. I was not amused.

“Tell him I am available tonight” she said casually, looking at her finger nails.

“Booby..” I called back “…she is okay for tonight only. You fix up with her” and laid it back on the cradle.

“I have to leave now. It is getting late. I have to get back to my family” I told her.

I put on my clothes after I had a wash of my penis. She joined me in the bathroom and gathered her clothes. She put on sexy looking bra and panty and pulled up a tight fitting blue jeans and a t-shirt. She looked really desirable, and I wondered if I should take her once again. Better judgement prevailed and I took her into my embrace and we kissed.

“Will miss you over the weekend” she said as we parted.
“I will miss you too. I will see you in office on Monday, now that you have Bobby in your pocket” I said.

“And tonight I will have Bobby in my pussy” she said laughing at her own joke.

I gave a gentle squeeze to her breasts and cupped her pussy over her jeans before I left for my own sweet home, into the arms of my unsuspecting waiting wife.

The following Monday, I saw Shareen in our office with the HR guys in a meeting and as I passed the conference room they were in I gave her a wink and moved my tongue over my lips.

She smiled back and remained focused on the meeting.

Back in my cabin and I called in my department secretary and gave her a few tasks for the day and got an update on the appointments, and asked not be disturbed except for Shareen.

She nodded and had a smile on her lips. I was curious and asked, “Kyon smile kar rahi ho?”
(Why are you smiling?)

“Kuch nahin.” (Nothing)

“Phir bhi?” (Still)
“Aapne Shareen kaha na, isi liye” (You said Shareen..that is why)

“To?”
“Almost all know what is going on between you and that girl”

“Really? What?”
“That you are sleeping with her”

“That is my personal matter. No one should have any issues with that”
“Who said about anyone having issues?” she asked and left my office.

Shareen came in to my cabin with a knock on the door. I nodded, very professionally. She looked dazzling in the ray of the sunlight that filtered through the curtains on the window. She had worn a blue salwar kameez, a reasonably loose kameez but that couldn’t hide the swell of her beautifully shaped breasts.
I queried her on the day’s activities and she replied. In the meantime I received two calls and I requested my secretary to keep any further calls for an hour later. I then changed my topic to her Saturday night with Bobby. She smiled and asked, “Jealous?”

“Why should I be?” I asked, but knowing in my heart that I was beginning to get very possessive about this girl.
“It was good. He did what he had to do” she replied casually.

I hesitated to ask the next question. She sensed it and said, “You want to ask me something else?”
“Yes” I said, as I felt the flush spread over my face. I had no moral right to ask her this question.

“Did he drink from your breasts?” I asked.

She paused. I expected her to laugh or get angry. She just kept quiet. She was passive and very mechanical.

“No. I did not tell him that I am lactating and we women have the capability to withhold our reflexes if we want to. I did just that, and just did not allow any milk to flow”

I heaved a sigh and she noticed and smiled. As long as she was here, her breast milk was for me to drink.
“Want some?” she asked, gently shaking her booty with a naughtiness only she had mastered.

“Does a fish need water to live?” I asked back showing my eargerness.
“Here?” she asked incredulously.

“Why not?”
“What if anyone comes in?”
“Lock the door” I said, as I buzzed my secretary to not allow anyone inside for a good 15 minutes. That would be enough for one breast full suckle, I thought. Or so I thought. With this girl inside my cabin, I should have asked for more time.

I stared at her swaying hips as she walked up to lock the door. Getting back, I prepared myself to suck her. But she stripped herself completely. I was shocked and nervous. This was too dangerous.

Back in Mumbai, with Sajitha, it was safer with an ante room and a comfortably bigger cabin, and since people were wary of me, they would think twice before knocking my cabin door.

“Kapde kyon utara? Mujhe to sirf doodh peena hai” I protested softly.
(Why did you remove your clothes? I just wanted to drink your milk)

“Tum to doodh pee loge, lekin meri pyaas kaun bujhayega?”
(You will drink my milk, but who will satisfy me?)

“Lekin Shareen…this is dangerous!!”
“Mujhe nahin pata. Aapko nahin pata maine Sunday kaise guzara”
(I don’t know anything. You don’t know how I spent my Sunday)

She just knelt in front of my chair and unbuckling my belt pulled my pants down along with the underwear.
“Dheere …”, I protested as she proceeded to strip my lower half of all garments.
(Easy…)

Needless to say, my penis was already hard and erect and raring to go. She did not waste time and gave me a quick blowjob for about 2 minutes, wetting my penis with her saliva.

She got up and bent over the table, her soft breasts pressed over the table top as she motioned me to enter her. I went down on my knees for a lick of her precum, but she said, “Zaroorat nahin hai. Puri tarah gheeli hoon”
(Not required. I am completely wet)

I got up again and positioning my cock at her cunt held her waist and pulled her back on my cock. It slid in smoothly and I felt her vaginal muscles clamp down on it.

She was hot and wet. She moaned as I began to thrust into her, slowly at first and then rapidly increasing the pace. I wanted to finish off fast since I possibly had only 15 minutes.

And cum, I did. She did not orgasm, but she did receive a good amount of my thick cum inside her vagina. She moaned and I had to cup her mouth in panic.

She collapsed on the table, as she gathered her breath. It was fast and exhausting. I withdrew, pulled her up and gathered in my arms and said, “Lund choosna chahogi?”
(Would you like to suck my cock?)

“Tissue se saaf kar lijiye. Lekin pehle doodh pee lijiye” and saying so, she lifted her left breast to my mouth, and simultaneously squeezing the breast and nipple to force the flow.
(Clean it up with a tissue. But first drink my milk)

I latched on and my sucks were greeted with a smooth endless flow of breast milk. I suckled fast for about 10 minutes. I didn’t have much time on hand. I released the nipple when the flow was a trickle. She wiped her nipple with her bra and offered me the other.

I said, “Abhi nahin Shareen. Koi kabhi bhi aa sakta hai. Main khane ke baad piyunga. Apne kapde pehen lo”.
(Not now Shareen. Anybody could walk in. I will drink after lunch. Put on your clothes)

She agree to my suggestion and picked up her dress. I helped her with her 36D bra and panty. She quickly put on her blue salwar kameez and adjusted her hair.

She resumed her seat in front of me and I got up to open the door. She walked out a short while later.

We had these kinds of sessions regularly for another few days, which extended to having quickies in my cabin and on the terrace of our office during lunch time. (I had the keys to a terrace, which was not otherwise accessible to others ever since an employee of a neighbouring company jumped off the building top to her death.)

As the end of the extended week of trial approached, I asked Shareen to go back to her husband and baby who needed her more than I did. She owed me nothing, but her stakes with her family was much more. Ours was a purely sexual relationship where I gave her the sex she wanted in return for her delicious breast milk.

She too was in agreement and communicated her decision not to join the company to Bobby. On the last day of her stay, I took the day off and we had a wild sex until 2 hours before her flight departure back to Mumbai.

Shareen said, “I want you to keep my bra and panty as a souvenir. Will you?”
I replied, “Why not? I will treasure it. I want you to give me the bikini top lace bra and panty. It arouses me a lot, and when alone, I will sleep with these next to me in bed”

“Shareen I have a confession to make.”
“What?”
“While I am having sex with you, I am also having sex with my brother-in-law’s wife. Her name is Vani. I am having sex with her every night for the past two months with the consent of my family. I am supposed to make her pregnant with my child, since her husband cannot bear a child.”

“So?”
“No..I just thought of informing you”
“Not necessary at all. It is your life Gopalji. I have nothing to do with it. Please do not get emotional about it. I will get myself checked for HIV once I get back.”

“I also spoke to her about you. I also asked her about a threesome with you, without asking you”
“I don’t mind. Just let me know when and where. We have to make it convenient for all of us. Is she pregnant already?”

“Not yet. We are avoiding for some more time. I am planning to close it by end of next month”
“Just let me know, okay?”

I nodded as she leaned forward to plant me a kiss on my lips and I tried to gather her in my arms. It was a public place, and was not advisable. I surreptitiously pressed her breasts and arse, while she rubbed my hard cock over my pants.

“I will miss you Shareen”
“Me too. But I promise we will be together soon, somewhere”

I saw her off at the airport, with promises that I would sleep with her at her home on my next Mumbai visits. It had been three weeks of pure lust and pleasure.

Hello, all the beautiful ladies and horny buddies of indian sex stories dot net. I have read many stories here and finally, I got chance and time to write down one of my sex encounters with my girlfriend. This is my first story so please forgive for my bad narration. This is Ray(name changed), fair colour and normally built and meat size is 7 inch in length and 3 inches in girth, currently working in Chennai. This story is about me and my girlfriend from Delhi Priyanka(name changed) figure stats are 36c-28-32. This incident happened a few days ago.

I had flown to Delhi on Friday and we were supposed to meet after 4 months of the interval, so it was a much awaited moment for both of us. We met each other and left the hotel. As soon as we checked into our room I threw my bag pack and hugged her from behind, slowly touching her navel and moving my hands on her stomach. Then slowly kissed her neck and was breathing softly around. My breath was sending shivers through her body. Then slowly turned her around and our lips met after so long gap. She was deeply kissing me and I was enjoying every bit of her lips on mine.

Slowly while kissing we fell down on the bed and she was holding my hairs gripping them and I was squeezing her ass. Believe me, friends squeezing girls butts while kissing them is the real turn on for them. She just loosened her grip on my hairs and started to scratch my neck and my back. And there I was just letting her enjoy the feeling of being loved.

Moved my hands inside her top and pinched her waist and she left out a moan of pleasure and gave me a hard bite on my cheeks. Slowly I too started to scratch her back and this made her crazy even more, her eyes started to close and with every passing second, her breath was getting longer and hotter. From my experience, it’s best to make women crave and I love it when they demand doing it. She gripped my hairs and started to move my face on her breasts.

Being a teaser I blew breath on her cleavage and then kissed her breast over her top and moved my lips down to her navel. Put her top up till her breast and kissed her navel and gave a hard bite on her waist and again she shivered and could sense she had an orgasm. Holding her top between my lips I removed her top which made my lips touch and leave all her sensitive spots on breast and neck.

Her breath was getting more hot, this time I kissed under her arms and moved my fingers all over her bare stomach. Just to tease her more was kissing on side of her breasts and moving my hands beneath her breasts. I turned her around and started to kiss her back and she was squeezing my dick between her ass. Just then unhooked her bra and removed them, nibbling her nipples and squeezing them.

She turned out in desperation in lust and pulled my head directly to her breasts. Grabbed her one breast and was breastfeeding on her nipples. Was rotating my tongue round and round over her nipples and on the other one was pinching her nipples making her cum again. Sucked her both melons for good 10-15 mins and moving my fingers on her thighs just near her love hole but not touching them.

She removed my jeans and underwear in a go and as soon asked her to remove her’s she did that too. After which she was holding my shaft and I was busy teasing her pussy with my fingers. Turned to 69 and while she was giving me blow job I her was giving her pussy my breath and kissing her clit in between. My fingers were busy roaming around her fine legs and giving her sensations. I spread up her legs and then put my tongue in her hole which was dripping off a lot of her juices and started to suck them slowly. Moving my tongue from deep of her hole to her clit and then back again.

After some time of her pussy licking started to suck her clit and finger her ass hole and pussy simultaneously which drove her extremely crazy for 5 mins and she shuddered a lot of cum. Then her urge of getting plunged was extremely high which made her push me on the bed and she held my dick straight up and herself put my dick in her hole and started to fuck me. Pumping herself onto me. I could see my cock disappear into her hole and dripping her juices on dick. She had cam again and she scratched me hard on my chest.

She got tired up a bit and lay over me with a dick inside her. I just held her waist and then started to pump my dick hard and slowly taking it almost completely out and pushing it back fully inside her making her scream in pleasure and making her cum again. Changed our position took her near the study table and then I put my dick into her pussy from behind, she screamed as I made my whole dick go into her in just one push. I slowly started pushing my dick in and out and there she was screaming out and throwing things out of the table, I could sense my pressure building and so was her’s after another 5 mins of fast fuck she came and then I cum in her.

Well, this is all for the now, hope you all will like it. There were many more encounters would like to share them too with you all. Am eagerly waiting for you to read and know how you felt about it. Any horny or unsatisfied women in and around Chennai would love to serve you with all my heart and my skills and obviously my dick 😉 @”[email protected]”. Thanks for reading up my story, looking for more encounters.

Hi iss readers. Ye meri 3rd story h . Aap sabne kafi saraha meri stories ko so thanks. And please suggest me some more fantasies so that I can write more stories and satisfy u all. Ab main story continue krti hu. Mujhe piche se 2 log ne pkda hua h aur vo sb has rhe h ab aage:

Ek dum se kmre ki lights band ho jati h. Main chilla rhi hu lekin unhone mera muh cover kr liya aur mere kpde phaad diye. Mujhe sirf bra aur panty me bed pr patak diya aur bandh diya. Aunty boli saali tune bhot maze liye mere ab teri bari. Ab main leti hui hu. Andhere me kuch nhi dikh rha. Achanak se ek jana mere pas ata h aur apna loda mere muh pr ferne lagta h. Main muh idhar udhar hilati hu fir zor se thappad pdta h aur hasne ki awaz aati h. Fir merr muh me zabardasti loda ghusa dete h vo. Ab light khulti h aur meri ankhen fati ki fati reh jati h.

Mere samne meri maid khadi thi nangi aur uske sath 2 shemales the. Unke lagbhag 34-36 k boobs the aur dono k 6-6 inch k dick the. Main unhe dekhkr dar gyi. Lalita aunty boli saali ab tu 3 din k liye humari ghulam h. Tune 2 din mujhe khub preshan kiya ab teri bari. Ab vo dono mere bagak me baith gye aur aunty mere pussy k pas aa gyi. Unhone apne apne lund mere muh k aage kiye. Unme se smell aa rhi thi aur vo hairy bhi the. Maine mana kiya to unhone mera muh pkda aur dono lund ek sath mere muh me daal diye. Ajeeb ganda sa taste tha unka. Jaise abhi piss krke aaye ho.

Dono apne lund mere muh me hilane lage haise ki mera muh hi phaad denge. Fir ek ne apna lund bahar nikala aur mere boobs ki taraf dhyan diya. Pehle usne mere right boob ko apne muh me liya aur left boob ko hath se press kr rha tha. Fir usne nipple se khelna shuru kiya. Jibh se nipple chat rha tha aur ek dum se nipple kat liya danto se. Mere muh se chikh bhi nhi nikal payi kyuki dusre ka loda muh me tha aur glti se dard k karan maine uska loda hi bite kr diya jisse wo bhi chilla diya. Fir usne zor se thappad mara aur mere muh ne oanty bhar di wapas. Aur bola saali randi loda kategi mera tu ruk ab pta chalega dard kya hota h. Fir un dono ne mere dono nipple danto me dabaye aur khichne lage zor se. Dard se meri ankhon me aasu aa gye aur main tilmila uthi drd se. Ye sb dekhkr aunty zor zor se has rahi thi aur keh rhi thi bilkul shi kiya saali kutiya k sath chalo abhi to raat baki h.

Ab aunty mere jhangho k beech me aayi aur meri chut pe jibh ragadne lagi apni. Fir unhone mujhe tongue fuck krna shuru kiya. Aur meri labia ko muh me lekar bite krne lagi. Mujhe bhi maza aa rha tha. Vo meri chut pr thuk rhi thi aur chaat rhi thi. Ab ek shemale mere upr aa gyi aur apni gand mere muh k samne rakh di. Uski gaand bhi hairy thi aur bilkul kali thi. Aisi ki dekhkr ulti aa jaye. Vo boli chal sali chaat kr saaf kr de ise. Maine mana kiya to vo mere muh pr baith gyi. Mera saans lena bilhi mushkil ho gya aur maine muh khol diya. Muh kholte hi uski gand ka ched bilkul meri jibh se bhid gya aur mujhe uski gaand chatne padi. Fir maine uski gaand kafi der tak chati aur vo mere nipple se khelti rhi.

Mujhe kuch dikhayi nhi de rha tha uske pichwade k alawa. Tbhi dusre shemale ne apna loda ekdum se meri chut me daal diya aur meri chikh nikal gyi. Fir vo zor se mujhe chodne laga aur teeno hasne lage. Ab unhone mujhe khola aur ek shemale ne mujhe aone upr leta liya aur auna loda meri chut me daal diya. Fir dusra mere upr chad gya aur apna loda meri gaand ke daal diya. Double penetrations se mujhe chodne lage karib adhe pone ghante tak vo mujhe chodte rahe. Fir dono ne aone lode mere muh k samne rakh diye aur saaf krne k liye bola.

Maine chupchap unke lode chaat kr saaf kr diye. Ab ek meri gaand maar rha tha ur ek aunty ki maar rha tha. Aise bari bari unhone hum dino ko choda puri raat. Subah tak unhone bhot bura haal kr diya tha kisi me bhi chalne firne ki himmat nhi thi hum charo aise hi nange so gye ek dusre k upr. Agle din unhone mujhe subah uthaya. Maine dekha teeno mere samne nange khade h main ek dum se khadi ho gyi. Ab vo mujhe bathroom me le gye. Main samajh to gyi thi ki ab mujhe kya krna h to main pehle hi jakr niche let gayi. Vo hase aur bole shabash kutiya aaja tujhe pyaas lg rhi hogi pehle is aunty ka pile. Aunty mere muh k pas baithi aur garama garam peshab ki dhar mere muh ke chhod di. Bada gande taste tha lekin main oi gayi pura. Fir un dono ne mere puri body or peshab kr diya aur kaha aaj tu aisi hi rahegi peshaab me lipti hui.

Fir vo mujhe bahar le aaye aur bed or patak diya. Ab hum sab k andar ka dominant wala bhoot khatam ho chuka tha. Ab humne nashta kiya aur uske baad agle 2 din humne khub jamkar sex kiya aur maze kiye. Uske baad aaaj tak bhi main aur aunty leabian sex krte h aur jb free hote h to unko bulakr apni chut ki grmi shaant krte h

I hope aap logo ko story pasand aayi hogi please aone reviews mujhe bheje [email protected] pr. Aur mujhe aur fantasies bataye jissne main un pr bhi kahani likh saku aur aap logo ka pani nikal saku. Thanks.

Me farah ek muslim samaj se belong karti hu aur me bahut gori aur sexy figure wali ek middle class family se hu.Mummy papa k death k bad me ghar ka sara kam karti hu aur apne dono bhaiyo ko sambhalti bhi hu.

Me ek bank me clerk hu aur mere dono bhai tayab aur ekbal ek college me padae karte h.Meri gori aur sexy jism k karan us bank me bahut sare customers mujhse attrack hote the aur woh bar bar aate h jisse bank manager bahut khush rehta h.Ek din me apni scooty se bank se ghar aa rhi thi ki achanak zor se barish hone lagi aur tez hawa chalne lagi.Me kisi tarah scooty ko ek kinare khadi ki aur ek dukan me khud ko bachane k liye ruk gae.Lekin meri white leggings bilkul bhig chuki thi aur meri thighs se chipak si gae thi.Me logo k nazro se paresan thi aur us barish k rukne ka entezar kar rhi thi.

Me tayab ko call kar k boli ki me abhi ek dukan me ruki hu aur late hoga.Kuch der k bad meri nazar ek ladke pe gae woh bahut der se mujhe dekh rha tha.Me to sock reh gae ye to mera x h faruk.Woh mere karib aa gya aur bola kaisi ho tum.Me kuch der chup rhi fir boli kyo abhi tak akele ho.Faruk bola abhi akele nhi hu tum ho na.Meri choot bhi ready hone lagi thi faruk k lambe lund k liye.Kuch der k bad barish dhire hue aur faruk mujhe pakad k scooty se ek dost k room me le gya aur mujhe bina ruke tezi se kiss karne laga meri naram naram bhigi hue lips bhi kiss lene lagi.Thodi hi der k bad me apni jeev faruk k muh me ghusane lagi aur woh meri jeev ko andar lene laga.Ab meri kurti bra aur leggings utar k panty me kar k bed me leta diya aur meri choot ko panty k upar se hi chatne laga.

Woh bahut dino se pyasa tha esliye woh raftar me tha aur meri panty ko niche karne laga me apni gaad ko dhire se upar ki aur woh meri panty ko sarka k khol diya.Es waqt me bhi garam ho chuki thi.Faruk bhi nanga ho gya aur meri choot ko chusne laga.Me to apni dono jhangho ko fela chuki thi taki woh meri choot ko maze se chus sake.Kitna mast mausam tha.Me uske baalo ko pakad k apni ungliyo se sawar rahi thi.Me chup chap thi aur faruk apni jeev se meri choot ki chudae karne laga.Meri vigi hue soft choot fel chuki thi aur faruk ki jeev meri choot ki diwaro se ragad khane lagi thi.

Pani pani ho chuki thi meri choot me tayar thi lund lene k liye aur ab me faruk k mote lund ko pakad k chusne lagi es tarah woh bhi khush ho rha tha lekin me jyada joshili ho chuki thi esliye jaldi se ek condom uske lund k upar laga di aur woh mujhe doggy position me karke chodne laga.Uska lamba lund meri bechedani tak chot kar rha tha aur bich bich me woh meri boobs ko pakad pakad k meri chudae karne laga.Kaas kaas k puri tagat k saath stroke lagane laga.Ab to meri choot puri fel chuki thi aur choot andar raas ki barish hone lagi thi.Kuch der k bad woh mujhe bed me leta k chodne laga.Me uske speed se paresan thi aur uska lund bina ruke tezi se andar bahar ho rha tha.Lekin woh jyada der tak chudae nhi kar saka aur uska lund meri choot me dum tod diya.

Ab uska lund chhota ho chuka tha.Ab me jaldi ghar jana chahti thi esliye apni sari bhigi hue hi kapde pehen k room se bahar nikli aur apni scooty le k ghar pahunchi to meri jaan me jaan aae.Tayab mere liye towel laye aur ekbal garam garam chae le k aaya.Me unke samne hi apni sari bhige kapde uttar k towel lapet k sofe me beth gae aur chae pine lagi.Mere rokne k bad bhi tayab meri sari bhige kapde utta k bathroom me ja k rakh diya.Ekbal mere liye dusre kapde nikal k le aaya.Meri to kamar dard se haal bura tha esliye wahi sofe me beth k hi apni panty pehen li aur bra pehen hi thi ki tayab meri bra ki hook laga deta h.Me apne dono bhaiyo se khush thi aur apni towel nikal k us black bra panty me uske samne khadi ho gae.

Woh dono black bra se meri boobs k aadhe se jyada hissa dekh sakte the aur meri gori gori moti jhangho ko bhi mere bhai dekh k khush ho rahe the.Me unko kuch der aur maze dena chahti thi aur me dimag lagae ki kyo na tel maalish ho jaye.Aur me ekbal se boli ki bhai meri kamar me bahut dard h kya tum…..Etne me ekbal tel le aaya.Aur hum tino room me chale gaye aur me usi tarah bra panty me bed me let gae.Ekbal meri kamar me tel laga laga achhe se maalish karne laga aah kitni aaram mil rhi thi aur tayab meri jhangho ki maalish kar rha tha.Ekbal meri bra ki hook ko khol k meri pith me tel lagane laga.Aur tayab meri panty ko niche kar k meri chuttaro ki maalish karne laga.Thodi der k bad tayab meri kamar me beth gya aur apne garam lund ko nikal k mere jism se ragadne laga.

Mujhe bahut maza aa rha tha aur ab me doggy position me ho gae aur woh pichhe se lund meri choot ki gehrae me le gya.Us samay woh bahut excited ho chuka tha.Me ye sab jaldi khatam karna chahti thi.Aur uske lambe lund ko andar bahar hote huye mehsus karne lagi kuch hi der ki chudae k bad tayab jhad gya aur ab ekbal apni lund ko meri choot me ghusa diya.Meri choot ki dono diware fel chuki thi aur bhai bhi es moke ko miss kiye bina mujhe tezi se chudae karne laga.Uska lund bhi kuch der k bad ruk gya aur woh bhi jhad gya.Mere dono bhai chudae me kamzor the esliye me un dono se next raat se jam k chudae karwane lagi aur dono bhaiyo ko khush rakhne lagi.

Hello friend mera nam rajan log muje pyar se raj bolate hai..Umar 32 sal iss bahut purna reader hu.Mai apne story aap sab se share karna chahta hu. .

Dost mere ek bahut acche dost thi uska nam anju bachpan se hum ek dusre ko janti the.Jaise jaise hum bade hu. Sab apne apne duniya mea busy ho gaya.Fir mai bhi banglore chal job ke liya.Job mai waha job karte samaye muje acchnak ek din mere friend anju ka call usne muje baatya ke uske shadi ho rahe hai. Ladka delhi mea job karta hai.Main normally usko wish kiya aur call disconnect kar diya. Aur uske shadi ho gaye kabhi kabhi phone par baat hote thi. Hi hello etc.Ek din call aaye bahut upset thi,aur usne baatya ke uske pati ka kaha aur affair chal raha hai kuch dino ke bad wapas mehke aa gaye.

Mehke aane ke bad usne job karna suru kar diya.Dhire dhire normal ho gaya.Lekin uske shadi suda life talaq ka ja chuka tha.Mai 15 din ke leave lekar apne ghar chal gaya.Mai anju call kiya aur baatya me ghar aa chuka hu. Anju bahut kush ho gaye usne muje turant milne ko kaha .Main kaha tik hai sham ko milta ho.

Sham ko jab mai usse milne gaye usse dikkar mere hosh uda gaya.Usne tight salwar kurta pehnte.Kya figure ta yar.Boobs gand mai toh usse dikar pagal ho gaye. Boobs size 34 hoga .Usne dudkar aaye aur gale lag gaye..Mere lund khada ho gaye .Mai dar gaya .Main turant usse kaha chalo kahe garden mea chalte hai,baithkar arram se baate karte hai.Phir hum pass mea he ek garden mea jakar baith gaye.Phir usne muje apne sare story details mea sunne baut bura lag.Lekin duyan uske boobs par tha..Kuch der ke bad hum wahe se nikl gaye main usse ghar drop kiya aur ghar chal gaya.Usse pura raat mai soo nahi saka uska boobs dikayae de raha ta. Phir hum use week 3 bar mile.Anju muje se chipkar baate kar rahte te,,isse wajah se mere lund khada ho raha ta.

2 month ke bad banglore se humre city mea shift ho gaya.Phir hum week mea 3 bar milne lage..Iss tarah milte kab muje usse pyar ho gaya pata nahi chal.Mai ek din prapose kar diya.Usse mujse kaha raj mai bhi tumse bahut pyar karte hu.Lekin jab tak mera taalq nahi ho jata mai kuch nahi kar sakti. Main kaha tik hai mai wait karunga.Anju bahut kush ho gaye,phir usse lips par kiss kar diya usne kuch nahi kaha. 3 din ke bad uska birthday ta main uske kaha hum sahar se bahar jakar tumra birthday manaynge aur man gaye birthday wale din subha 7 baje mile aur 150km dure par ek resort book kiya tha.

Aur puchne ke bad ussne cake cut kiya,,main uske lips 5min tak kiss kiya usne bhi sath diya dhre dhre hath uske boobs par chal gaya.Main uska boobs dab raha raha ta,,wow kya mulyam boobs the hath mai nahi aa raha ta etna bad ta.Mai dhire se usko bed par lata diya usko kis karta raha, the.Phir main uska top nikl diya,brown colour ke bra mea aur bhi sexy lag rahe te..Main apna t shirt utra diya kiss kart kart main bra ka hook nikl diya aur boobs muh mea lekar chusne lag..Anju bahut garm ho gaye thi.

Uske muh aahhaa siske le rahe the.Main apne pant utra diya .Usne underwear mera lund bahr nikla diya wow kitna mota or lamba lund hai raj pls jaldi se dal do..Bahut se din chode nahi hu..Raj pls jadli karo..Main usse kaha usko muh mea lekar tyar karo.Usne lund muh lekar chusne lagi ..Woow maja aa agye ek randi ke tarha mera chus rahe tahe.Main uska salwar aur panty nikla diya..Gulab chut dekar main pagal ho gaya ,hum 69 posstion aa gaya main uska chut chatne lag.Chut bahut gile ho gaye te.Anju paglo ke taarah aahhhahhahhh raj aur chato chato chila rahethi mai jeebh uske chut ke andar tak dal kar chat raha ta. Nich se mere lund chus rahe thi, is bich anju do bar jhad chuke thi main uska chut ka sar ras chat gaya.

Phir main usse sidha leta diya aur apne uske chut par rak diya..Dhire se ek dhak diya anju chila lage dhire se bahut din ke bad sex kar rahe hu.Dard ho raha hai.Main ek aur dhak diya lund 4 inch andar chal gaya isse tarha dhak marta raha lund pura andar chal gaya anju gand uthakar mera sath di rahe..Ahhha oo raj fuck fuck main apne speed jari raka..Uske chudya karta raha..Anju bhi mera pura sath de rahe the. Boobs daba raha ta aur kiss bhi kar raha tha niche se chode bhi..Ahhaahha raj fuck me hard chik rahe thi.Karib 25min ke chodae ke bad niklne wala ta speed bad de aur cum uske chut chod diya..Chode ke anjubahut kush lag rahe te.

Main: anju kaise lage birthday gift.

Anju: bahut dino bad chodaye asli maja muje aaj mila hai. Jo suhagraat bhi nahi mila ta.I love u raj..(kiss karte hu).
Main : tum jakar bathroom mai fresh ho jao.Phir hum baha gumne chalte hai.

Bas uske bad hum gumne chalye gaye.
Anju : raj tum bhi chalo sath mea nahate hai..

Phir hum dono nange bathroom mea chale gaye aur shower on kar diya..Mera lund ek bar phir khada ho gaya.Anju ne dekha aur hath mea lekar sahalne lage..Aur muh mea le liya..Woow maja aa gaya.Muje se raha nahi gaya mai uska chut chatne laga shower ke pani mea chut chatne ka maja he kuch aur hai.Ess bich anju 2 bar apne rass nikal chuke te.10 min tak chut chatne ke bad anju ek dum shant ho gaye.Ek phir 20 min tak anju choda.

Uske bad main anju ko uske ghar mea kaise choda phir kabhi baataung.Waiting for your feedback mail id [email protected]

Hello friends mera naam vikky hair aur main delhi main rehta hoon. Main it company main kaam karta hoon . Meri height 5.10 hai aur main regulary workout karta hoon jis ki vajah se meri physique bhi achi hai . Is story main aapse main apna ek experience share kar raha hoon jis main maine train main mili ek ladki ko choda.

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Ye baat karib 6 mahine pehle ki hai main kisi kaam se rohini jaa raha tha aur maine city center se metro pakdi . Main side wali seat pe baitha tha jahan 2 logon ke liye hi space hoti hai . Thodi der baad ek ladki mere paas aa ke baithi . Kuch der hum aise hi baithe rahe phir vo apna phone charger lagane ke liye uthi is beech main us ke haath se phone slip ho gaya maine us ka phone pakda aur bola sambhal ke . Us ne bhi mujhe thanks bola.

Maine us se pucha kahan jaa rahi ho us ne bataya ki ho dwarka ja rahi hai vo dikhne main average thi par us ka figure mast tha us ke top se us ke boobs aise jhalak rahe the ki bas abhi toot padun . Hum dono idhar udhar ki baaten karne lage aur maine use bataya ki main it main hoon . Ye sun ke us ne mujhe bataya ki vo bhi job dhoondh rahi hai aur us ne muhjhe apne resume ki ek copy bhi di . Hum aise hi baat karte rahe phir rajiv chowk aa gaya aur vahan se use metro change karni thi maine us se pucha kuch khaogi . Us ne bhi okay kaha aur phir hum dono aise hi casually baaten karte rahe aur thodi bahut flirting bhi . Us ne mujhe bataya ki use movies dekhne ka bahut shauk hai to maine bola chalo phir milte hain kabhi . Aur us ne bhi okay kaha. Par us din hum dono ko hi kaam tha to hum apne apne kaam pe chal diye. Jaldi main hum number share karna bhool gaye.

Ek do din main busy raha. Phir mujhe dhyan aaya ki us ka resume mere paas hai maine vo check kiya aur us ka number try kiya . Us ne mujhe thoda sa idea dete hi pehchan liya aur hum dono aise hi flirt karne lage aur phir maine use se poocha ki kal kya kar rahi ho. To us ne kaha kuch nahin. Maine bola chalo phir milte hain aur movie dekhte hain ..Hum dono ne noida waves milne ka plan banaya vahan pe “Shubh mangal savdhan ” lagi thi. Vo vahan pahuchi aur hum ne casually hug kiya aur phir hum dono movie hall main chale gaye . Crowd jyada nahin tha aur adhiktar couples hi the kyounki week day tha. Hum saath baith kar movie dekhne lage aur baaton baaton main main us ka haath pakad kar sehlane laga aur us ke kaan pe paas hoth le ja kar baaten karne laga aur apne chehra us ke chehre se touch kar ke baat karne laga us ne bhi resiste nahin kiya…movie ka topic bhi meri help kar raha tha ..Dheere dheere main apni ungliyan us ke haathon pe ghumane laga . Aur dusre haath se main us ka gaal sehlane laga vo aaram se movie dekh rahi thi maine dheere dheere haath aage badhaya aur us ki gardan pe ungli ghumane laga aur phir maine apni ungli us ke cleavage ke paas le gaya …us ne meri taraf dekha aur bola ye kya kar rahe ho …maine bola kya kar raha hoon aur ungli move karta raha ..Vo boli yahin tumhare haath …maine bola kyoun acha nahin lag raha , to usne bola ajeeb lag raha hai..Maine bola koi nahin thodi der main acha bhi lagega .Us ki baaton se mujhe thoda confidence mila ab meri ungli us ki cleavage sehla rahi thi aur thodi der main maine apna haath us ki shirt main daal diya aur us ke boobs dabane laga us ne dheere se moan kiya ..Hhhmmmmm…mujhe bhi samajh main aa gaya ki ise bhi maja aa raha hai aur phir maine use smooch kiya aur hum poori movie main smooch karte rahe aur maine us ke boobs ache se dabaye. Movie main ek scene tha jis main heroine ki maan gufa ke baare main baat kar rahi thi , maine us se poocha goofa samjhi aur us ne mere gaal pe halke se chapat maar ke bola naughty aaj hi sab chahiye tumhe …aur maine bola haan kyoun nahin ..Us ne mera haath pakad ke apni chut pe rakh diya jeans ki zip khol ke aur main us ki chut sehlane laga aur phir thodi der us ki chut main ungli bhi ki . Par us jagah us se jyada hum kuch nahin kar sakte the .Hum vahan se baahar aaye aur phir humne ek restaurant main lunch kiya par hum dono hi full mood main the . Us ne bataya ki paas main hi us ka flat hai jahan vo apni room mate ke saath rehti hai .Maine bola chalo tumhe room tak chod deta hoon ..Vo hans ke boli haan mujhe pata hai kaise chodoge.

Hum ne ola ki aur us ke room main pahuch gaye . Room lock kar ke hum us ke bed room main gaye us ki friend office gai hui thi to room khali tha . Hum bed pe baith gaye aur phir smooch karne lage …kuch hi der main hum ne ek dusre ke kapde nikal fainken. Main us ke peron ka angutha muh main liya aur such karne laga …us ka figure bilkul sunny leone jaise tha aur us ke boobs bra se jhaank rahe the maine us ka thum such karta raha aur phir us ke legs ko lick karte hue us ki chut tak pahuncha aur panty ke upar se kiss karne laga vo bhi mere baalon se khel rahi thi aur mere sir ko apni chut pe push kar rahi thi. Aur dheere dheere moan bhi kar rahi thi…aaahhhh oooohhhh.

Maine us ki panty nikal di ..Us ki chut bilkul clean shaved thi main us ki chut chaatne laga aur use paagal karne laga .
Kuch der baad us ne bola mujhe tumhara lund chusna hai , maine us ke muh ke paas apna lund le gaya aur pehne us ne mere lund ko kiss kiya aur phir dheere dheere vo use sehlane lagi aur phir us ne mera lund kiss kiya aur phir suck karne lagi main use deep throat dene laga. Vo mera pura lund andar le rahi thi is se pata chal raha tha use bahut practice hai ….Muh main lete us ki aawaaj room maain goonj rahi thi…aaaggggg…awwwwggggg ….Us ne chus chus ke mera lund geela kar aur kada kar diya aur phir boli bas ab chodo.

Maine us ki chut pe lund rakha aur ek dhakkka diyaa…aur us ne moan kiya …aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Aur phir maine dhakke dene laga …aur vo moan karne lagi aur room us ki awaajon se bhar gaya…aaahhhhhh…oohhhhh
Yes yes….Chodo mujhe aahha..Chudte samay vo puri paagal ho gai thi aur mujhe us ki chut maarne ke liye uksa rahi thi ..
Aaahhhh chodo aaah maja aa raha hai aur tez yes yes chodo mujhe pagal kar do …bas yahan haan yahan ….Waaah …ooohn yes yess… ufff kya lund hai tumhara ….Vvaaaahhhhh..Main bhi us ke boobs dabata raha…aur humne khoob chudai .

Phir humne coffee pee aur is baar vo khud aa kar meri god main baith gai main chair pe baitha tha aur upar neeche ho kar mera lund lene lagi ..Aur mere kaan pe bite karne lagi maine bhi us ke gaand ko haathon se bheech liya aur aise hi upar niche uchal uchal kar us ne khoob maje liye . Main us din us ke room pe raat 9 baje tak raha aur is beech hum ne khoob chudai ki aur doggy style main bhi maine us ki khoob chudai ki aur us ki gaand pe chaanten maar maar ke laal kar diya …vo sex ke liye paagal thi aur us ne mujhe bataaya ki us ka break up ho gaya tha ek mahina pehle aur tab se vo chudai ke liye tadap rahi thi . Us ke baad bhi hum kai baar mile aur chudai ke majhe liye …vo story baad main ..

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