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I knew exactly what she meant. From now on nothing would suffice except sex, fucking, and plenty of it. From that afternoon on we would fuck whenever we could, which was at least once a day. The only pause we had was when Swati was ‘in periods’ as she put it. Oh, and after our first time, She went on the pill. We couldn’t have a pregnancy now could we? Too much to explain. Somewhere before this Swati and I changed from a young daughter and dad loving each other, to being just lovers who happened to be father and daughter. It seemed to happen in her early teens, but the result was that she loved me unconditionally as I did her. Or maybe looking back it happened the moment we joined totally as lovers; on that afternoon when we fucked for the first time. Yeah, I think that’s when our relationship changed, although it was still a father-daughter thing between us, which is hard to explain. On one level we are father and daughter, like all fathers and daughters, but on another other level we are lovers. Such a simple word ‘lovers’, but for us it means so much. I had never experienced such love from other girls or women, and especially not Swati’s mother. When Swati was about 16 years old, she began to ask a series of tough questions again. As usual she was sitting next to me on the couch with her school dress pulled up the way I liked it, as I held her and fondled her pussy through her panties..“Dad?”“Yes sweetheart.”“What’s ‘anal’?”“You mean anal sex?” I described to her as much as I knew, gleaned from reading, magazines and videos. Swati screwed her face up and asked why people did that. I explained how we’re all different, and that some people need different stimulation. I could see immediately that this was one thing she didn’t want to try. I wanted my Swati to experience whatever I could give her. She laughed.“I knew you were going to ask that, and the answer is HELL NO. I just love what we do, except…”

I knew what was on her mind. She wanted to sleep with me in my bed, all through the night. She pined for us to be like a regular fucking couple. Yet, with her mother in the house, this was just not possible. My hand snaked into her panties and down to her hairless big pussy. “We’ve been through this heaps of times. We can’t while your mother is here.” I was firm. She giggled. “Not tonight she isn’t,” Stacy said in a sing-song voice. “WHAT?” “Mum didn’t tell you did she? Tonight she isn’t coming home. Tonight she and her friends are going to spend the long weekend at Asha auntie’s house.” “FUCKING good,” I shouted. “So tonight mister, it’s you and me in your big bed.” We sat for a while as we both thought about this new situation. Swati cooed as my fingers moved lovingly over her pussy lips, and along her very wet slit. That’s one thing I still can’t get over, how wet my daughter can get over me. We only have to be in the same room, and she tells me she gets wet. Evidently, She fantasizes over me as much as I do her. She had even told me that at times she can’t study, because she’s thinking of what she wants to do with me, right there and then. Man I love this girl! We made love on the couch. The foreplay was virtually non-existent as we were both more than ready, which we always seem to be. She just spread herself for me, and I ploughed my hard dick into her waiting, open pussy. We watched, as usual, as I thrust in and out of her. We changed positions a few times; once to her favourite, where she pulls her knees up and spreads herself, and then once I’m in again she closes her knees together. Man she loves to do that! But we were both sort of saving ourselves for the bed.

We knew we didn’t have to hurry our first full night together and went to bed as we usually would, at 10.30. We both wore what we would to bed, nothing special; I in my boxers and She in a tee-shirt and panties. I felt like we were an old married couple. However, bubbling just below the surface was our Burning desire for each other. We slipped into my big bed and moved toward one another. We held each other and kissed, taking our time. Suddenly, She broke our kiss. “I’m gunna fuck you until you have no more cum dad,” she told me. That started our first passionate night together. She spread herself wide so they hung on either side of my hips, and then ground her panty covered pussy into my hardening dick. She squirmed her hips as she ground and it was one of the most erotic things that’s ever happened to me. But then again, my Swati was full of invention. As she did this I remained still and allowed her to take the lead. Then her whole body was moving and squirming against mine. “Oh yeah, this is good,” she whispered to me, as if confirming a fact. “Got the idea from someone else?” I asked her. “Yeah, Kusum, but that’s another story for another time. Damn you feel good, oh fuck it’s so nice on my pussy,” she was really getting into it now. She ground harder and varied her pace. I could have done it all night; it was just so good for both of us. WOW, did that feel good. My daughter’s panty covered pussy grinding on my naked dick. The she quickly pulled her panties off and placed my rock hard dick between her soaked pussy lips, and then slid up and down as she grounded into me. This allowed my dick to slide up and down her slit until it popped out at the top, dragging against her clit. This position allowed Swati to control the speed, movement and pressure. “Oh fuck dad, this is soo good. Oh yeah, don’t do anything, just lie there, I want to do this. Oh dad we are so good together, so good.”

Man! I just had to agree. Swati kept this up for some time, and I could feel her pussy juices slowly running down the inside of both my thighs, and this was very fortunate for both of us or Swati would have rubbed the skin off both of us. We ere both soaked in her pussy juices, and I couldn’t believe se was so turned on for so long. Swati kept up her pace and I could tell she was building to a huge climax. As if to confirm this, she leaned forward into my arms so I could hold her, and she grabbed handfuls of my pillow. “Oh, uh, this is so good dad. Hang on dad, just a little longer,” she pleaded. “Hurry sweetie, I’m close, real close,” I replied, and I was very close. “Hang on dad, hang on. Oh yeah, nearly there, nearly there, oh dad, dad,” she whimpered into my neck. I concentrated like I never had before, on two things. Firstly, not to cum myself; and secondly, but more importantly, not to plunge my dick into my daughter’s pussy. Man, I wanted to fuck her! “Sweetie, hurry,” I moaned. Then She launched her upper body away from mine while pushing her clit hard onto my dick, with her teeth clenched and eyes closed. He body stiffened.“aaahhh, yeah,” she screamed.

She held her position as her orgasm rocked her world, while I lay concentrating. After what seemed like an eternity, she moved her hips and my dick slipped passed from the top of her pussy and slid straight into her warm, wet and magnificent pussy. No sooner had my dick entered, then her love tunnel clamped down on my dick as She continued her orgasm, although it was starting to subside. As soon as I felt her pussy clamp on me, I exploded in an orgasm that nearly caused me to loose consciousness. Well, when I say loose consciousness, I mean my orgasm sucked so much energy out of me I was totally spent. She collapsed too, on top of me, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Once we had recovered, after laying in each other’s arms for some time, we spoke of our undying love for each other, and Swati promised that one day she would find a way for us to be together. We both wanted that, as father and daughter and as lovers. The years that followed were a bit like hide-and-seek for She and I, as my wife, her mother flittered in and out of the house. I had the feeling that at some point she must have caught On to Swati and me, at least to some degree anyway. Because she seemed to move from wanting Nothing to do with us, to virtually haunting us. The times Swati and I could spend by ourselves became few and far between. However, we always had after school until Swati began uni, and then everything changed. But until then, I savoured every moment with my beautiful daughter. It was also during this time I profoundly felt Swati had fallen deeply in love with me, as I had with her, and her mother’s antics only served to frustrate Swati all the more because of her change in feelings for me. Last Night

Swati turned 22 years of age three months ago and lives in her own house, as she’s now a nurse and earning good money. I spend far more time at her place that at the family home with my wife. However, last night all that changed. As usual I was ‘visiting’ her, but she had a very special surprise for me. Since she moved out and into her own house, she has become a very independent young woman, but as such she has blossomed as my lover. Last night Swati told me she wanted me to leave her mother and move in with her. “But Sweetie I can’t, what would the neighbours think?” I can’t tell you how much I wanted to live with my daughter, my lover, but I was far too afraid of the gossip and the law. Swati just smiled at me and handed me a brochure. It was from an architectural firm, about their new development. “Dad, at this place I can call you dad and lover at the same time. You can tell me how much you enjoyed our night together in bed, in front of the other tenants.”I was totally confused. “Come on dad, I have something to show you.” With that she led me like my lover, out of her house, into her car and down her road.to a new city a new life where it will be only SWATI and ME. Father. Lover. Husband..

Pehle main aap logon ko apne baare mein bata doon main raj aur mere ghar par bhabhi bhaiya aur ek choti behen rehti haai hai.ek din ki baat hai main colege se wapas aya to bhabhi ne kaha “khana kha loo raj” main bola “bhabhi abhi nahin “asal mein main aaj college mein ek sexy ladki ko dekha tha jab se mujhe mood marne ka maan kar raha tha so main lungi pehen kar chalu ho gaya par darwaza khula reh gaya tha jisk wajah se bhabhi andar agaye aur mujhe mood marte huye dekh liya main kyon ki aankh band kar ke maze se mood mar raha tha so pata nahin chala kab bhabhi andar aagaye.bhabhi boli “kya kar rahe ho “main ghabra gaya aur daar gaya aur lungi neeche kar ke bola “kuch nahi bhabhi” “to kya kar rahe the lungi ke andar hath dekar” main bole “kuch nahi bhabhi” phir achanak bhabhi naram ho gaye aur boli “thik hai dekha to jara tera lunda kaisa hai “main sharma jaya bola”kya bhabhi aap bhi na “are kya hua tere bhaiya ka to chota sa hai tera bhi wais ahi hai kya “main bhi khul gaya aur bola “tum khud hi aa kar dekh lo kaisa hai “bhabhi aage aakar mere lungi ke andar hath de kar mere lunda ko hath mein lee kar boli “wah kya cheez hai raj main to ise apne chut mein lungi “main hairan ho gaya phir boli “raj sach sach bata kabhi kisi ko chodha hai “main bola ‘kya bhabhi ap bhi main bhala kaise kisi ko chod sakta hoon main bas hath gaadi chala kar kaam chala leeta hoon”is par bhabhi boli “koi baat nahin aaj tere bhiya tour pe jaa rahe hai main tujhe mauka doongi aaj mujh par apna lunda istemal karne ka ‘main khush ho gaya aur bola “bhabhi aap ko kiss kar loo”bhabhi boli “haa raj aaj to main tujhe aapna saab kuch dene wali hoon to kiss ka kya hai lee lee par apne bitch jo kuch hoga woh hamare bich rehna chahiye”main bola ‘aap chinta na kare “Bhabhi chali gaye par bechain hogaya aur raat ka intezar karne laga .phir raat ko bhabhi mere kamre mein aaye aur mujhse boli “raj aaj main teri biwi hoon aur mujhe aaj anita keh kar baat karna jaise tere bhaiya karte hai aur haaq se karna darna nahin “main bola “anita darling mere lunda ko chuso “woh boli

Swami apka hookum sa akhe par aur woh aapne sare kapde kholkar mere lungi khol kar mujhe bed par sulakar mere lunda ko muh men lekar boli “wah kya cheez hai tumhara to lekar maza aya gaya “phir karib 15 minute chusne ke baad boli “swami ab kya mere chut par meherbani karege aur Apna lunda ko is ke andar dal kar chodne ka kast karege “main bola “kyon nahin aur maine us raat bhabhi ko sach much biwi ke taarah chodha .is tarah main bhabhi ko bhaiya ke bahar jane par chodne kaga .kuch dino ke baad bhabhi ke bhaiya ka shadi tha so woh apne maa ke ghar chale gaye.aab mujhe haath gaadi chalane ke alawah koi chara nahin tha so ek din main haath gaadi chala raha tha to choti bahen achanak aaye aur mere lunda ko pakad kar boli “bhaiya main hoon na phir kyon mehnat kar rahe hoo”main shock ho gaya dekh kar aur data “kya bolti hai jaa apne kamre mein “woh nahi dari aur boli “mujhe saab maloom hai ki aap bhabhi ko chodte hai Main to sakte mein aa gaya sun kar “tum kisi se bolna mt sweta “”nahin bolugi par aapko waise hi mere sath kar hoga jaise bhabhi ke sath karte the “main bola thik hai “phir kya tha usne mujhe aur aapne ap ko nan ga kiya aur chalu ho gaye .achanak boli “bhaiya gaand maro na “main hairan ho gaya aur bola “kya bolti hai tere gand phat jayega “to boli “aap ka hi maal hai phate chahe kuch bhi ho ilaj to aapko hi karwana hai “main bola “thik hai tel lekar aa “usne teel laya aur apne gaand mein phir mere laund pe acha se lahgaya us ke baaad maine supare ko uske gaand par rakh kar jo thap mara ki “ooi…maaakya karte ho bhaiya aaste maro aapka hi hai jaldi kya hai.age ki kahani agle baar .any one in kolkata desire to have fun can mail me even on phone talking i can make u so hot then u can be satisfied ur self .try waiting for ur all mail. Raj my id [email protected]

(Dear readers this is a narration of the soft love that exists between two women incase your seeking hardcore sexual action please excuse) Hi readers, this is your JJ come back to entertain you with a steamy lesbian stuff. This happens in Chennai in fact just off the newly developed area off OMR. Two fascinating girls in their mid twenties who work for a Insurance BPO working in different shifts share a rented house. Bhagyashri & Sanjana both had looks that could kill or can I call gorgeous looking females. The narration below is the lesbian relationship that blooms between them, surely none was a lesbian a incident brings them close to each other. Having just moved into a spacious, double-bedroom home, Bhagyashri and Sanjana settled into their new life. Bhagyashri and Devanand had been dating for over a year, and to the common person, they seemed deeply in love. Sanjana on the other hand, suffered from a series of failed relationships with young men her age & had developed a hatred for men. On the other hand Devanand thou staying with his friends a couple of kilometers away use to visit Bhagyashri often & it looked like all three of them stayed together It was perfect. All three worked in the same company and enjoyed life to the fullest they were known for staying up late to watch movies, or to discuss life’s many mysteries. There were no odd feelings of distrust or worry between them whatsoever. All of them kept odd hours, yet always seemed to find time to visit and catch up on day to day life. On some days, Devanand would catch Sanjana walking from her room half-dressed, but usually didn’t think anything about it. Nudity, or odd situations just didn’t seem to affect the three.

They were all relatively normal as far as social standards were concerned. No one ever did drugs, or walk a dangerous line in any facet of their life. It was becoming a safe harbor for peace and happiness… At least until the day that Devanand suddenly was gone. Apparently, Dev had become unsure about his affair with Bhagyashri. Their long term commitment was beginning to unravel at the seam, and no one seemed to know this except for Dev himself. This all seemed so unlike Dev to just suddenly leave Bhagyashri like this… Sanjana couldn’t understand what he was thinking to leave a woman like Bhagyashri. Not that he belonged to a different caste had everything to do with a relationship, but Sanjana thought Bhagyashri was the perfect mate for anyone lucky enough to capture this woman. Bhagyashri was blessed with a shapely shrine of flesh. Alluring and intoxicating to anyone who had the opportunity to gaze into her profound black eyes, her body was of robust, yet toned proportion. Full, abounding breasts… Curves and features that simply made her irresistible. Her elongated, bleached black hair fell past her lower back, and was kept that way since her teenage years. Her gloden skin was unblemished by time, or age in every way.

She appeared as a silky Angel of innocence in the winter, and in the summer, she was a golden temple of sensuality and seduction– thrilling to the eye and mind in every way possible. Not the bulky woman most would get to see in India, Bahgyashri’s body was filled with luscious curves adorning her thighs and stomach, as well as her voluptuous hind flesh. Her round, fleshy ass was shaped perfectly… Her lower back dipping into her spine, her ass gently spanning outward and formed two of the most delicious ass cheeks a woman could have. And yes, Sanjana was envious of this creature.

Sanjana was amazed at how little Bahgyashri reacted to Devanand’s abandonment. Not the usual torrent of tears and cries, She remained calm and collected during the next few days. Sanjana didn’t want to say anything for fear it would open a door that should remain closed. At night, Bhagyashri softly closed the door, and remained inside until the next day when she had to work. It was as if Sanjana was watching her friend shift from a fun-loving young woman, to a reserved, bitter woman. Sanjana spent the next few days worrying about her friend. And, it was no fault when her mind began envisioning various erotic scenarios with her luscious roommate. Was this so wrong in aspiring to be with such an enticing women? “Am I becoming a lesbian?” she asked herself as images of the voluptuous troso and her swarmed throughout the young woman’s mind. She had never considered herself attracted to other women before. Beth had a enticing body, full, spherical breasts that cried out for affection… Healthy, savory abdomens that cried out for impregnation. It was all too much for her mind, and her senses begged for release. And at the height of her peak, Sanjana gently whispered the name that was ringing true in her ears… Bahgyashri.

The next day, Sanjana woke up early and was surprised to find Devanand moving about in the house just to take away any of his belongings that he might have forgotten and left back. Respecting the two’s privacy, Sanjana remained out of their way for the rest of the day, until she had to go to work. And then, she didn’t make any effort whatsoever to bid her roommate’s lover farewell, despite her deepest desire to do so. That night at work, all she could reflect upon was Bhagyashri. What was she doing– thinking, wearing? How was she handling Dev’s recent departure from her life? Was this a perfect opportunity for her to seduce the object of her many desires, or to leave her alone for the wounds to heal. On her break that night; Sanjana took an extra few minutes to call Bhagyashri at home, just to make sure how she was. She held her breath, realizing that the words she would utter would (now) be from a concerned lover who only wanted to cradle her wounded beauty. Her voice trembled with anxiety…”Bhagyashri, this is Sanjana. I just… Wanted to see how you were.” She again sighed heavily, feeling the love swell beyond the limits of her soul. “I was thinking about you. “Sanjana?” uttered a feeble sounding Bhagyashri.”Bhagya?” replied a surprised, yet relieved Sanjana.

“How are you?” she asked.”Okay. I was asleep.” Bhagyashri replied. “Are you at work?””Yea. I’m on break, and was thinking about you. I hope you’re okay.” Sanjana was becoming confident in her speech. She heard Bhagya in appreciation for her thoughtfulness.”That means so much, Sanjana. Thanks… I’ll be alright.” said a much more relaxed Bhagya.”You didn’t deserve what he did to you, Bhagya. What an asshole.””He had his reasons, I’m sure.” replied Bhagyashri. Always the kind and forgiving woman, Sanjana leaned back against the wall, rolling her eyes back in her head… Totally smitten with this girl.”You’re so forgiving. I wish it didn’t have to happen to good people like you.” Sanjana said. If Bhagya only knew just how much Sanjana was falling for her. “Do you want me to bring home anything when I get off work?” she asked, a little more energetically.”Yea.” said a flirtatious Bhagyashri. “Bring us home a pack of your favorite ice cream, and i’ll help you destroy it!” A thin smile came across Sanjana’s face, hearing the hope emerging from Bhagya’s voice. Biting on her nail, Sanjana was soon fidgeting around like a teenager prepared for her first date.

“Yea?” asked Sanjana. “Maybe a movie CD, too. What do you want to see? You name it.””Hmmm. I don’t know. You decide.” said a happy Bhagyashri.”Okay.” said Sanjana, realizing she had to get back to work. “I need go now. I’ll see you after 11, okay? Movie CD, ice cream, and all.” Sanjana said.”It’s a date, sweetie!” replied Bhagyashri, laughing to herself.”Did you take your silly pill today?” asked a coy Sanjana.”Of course! I’d rather be laughing than crying, sweetheart! Wouldn’t you?” she asked.Sanjana leaned her head against the wall, twirling the phone cord around her thumb– hopelessly daydreaming of potential romance.”Yea.” Whispered Sanjana as the tone of her voice oozed pure devotion.”I’m glad you called.” replied Bhagyashri, in a more serious tone.”I wanted to.” Replied Sanjana.”Really?” asked Bhagyashri.”Really.” Urgency crept out from under Sanjana’s voice. Bhagyashri was caught slightly off guard, but kept the conversation up beat.”Okay, i’ll see you after work. Be ready to get fat, babe!” she said as both shared a much needed laugh.”Okay. Bye.” said Sanjana as she hung up. Leaning her forehead against the wall, she felt as if she was floating in mid-air.The last few hours of work seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace, but when she clocked out, she knew that it was all over, at least for a few days. Stopping by the Spencer’s store, Sanjana picked out bucket of Cookies and Cream because she knew that was Bhagyashri’s favorite. After her purchase, Sanjana made her way to the pick up a DVD to get their movie a clear X rated all women. What would Bhagyashri of this movie she was confused as she approached home. “Hey!” said Bhagyashri saw Sanjana walk inside.”You didn’t start the party without me, did you?” asked Sanjana with a wry smile on her face. She took a brief moment to let the image of Bhagyashri’s smile permanately ingrain itself into her mind. Getting out from her blanket, Bhagyashri made her way over to where Sanjana stood. She noticed what she was wearing… Thin, pink chudi that barely concealed her annular ass cheeks.

“Set these down.” she said as the bags softly settled onto the floor. Sanjana’s heart skipped a beat… “What is she doing?” she thought as Bhagya initiated a tender embrace. Perplexed, Sanjana returned the hug… She was so incredibly warm.”Thanks for calling me. You were the only one who thought to do that. It really meant a lot.” whispered Bhagyashri into Sanjana’s already trembling ear. For a fleeting moment of uncertainty, Sanjana didn’t know what to do, or say. All she could do was hold her… To grasp that priceless woman whom she’d fallen deeply in love with over the last few months.”Now, let’s see what you got me!” said an ecstatic Bhagyashri, almost as if she were a little girl on Christmas morning. Sanjana had kept the DVD tucked away in her purse for safekeeping, so she knew the situation wouldn’t present itself at an odd moment. A radiating smile graced across Bhagyashri’s gorgeous face as she lifted the ice cream out of the bag, holding it as a game show hostess would an expensive prize. Sanjana giggled, seeing Bhagyashri mock some famous celebrity. After opening the treat, the two settled back for a night of movies, and fattening foods. It was their night to let their hair down…It was well into the night when Bhagyashri fell asleep on the floor. Sanjana, who also sat on the floor, was fighting to keep her eyes open. Some half-witted show was on the TV, and Sanjana could have cared less. It was then the thoughts began racing through her mind… She sat up, and reached for the DVD in her purse nearby. Glancing over at Bhagyashri, who was laying on her stomach, Sanjana felt that now was as good as a time as any. How would Bhagyashri react? What would she say? There was only one way to find out… Sanajana nervously pressed the play button, and left the room. She wanted the sounds to fill the room first… Perhaps a way to subconsciously plant the thought into the young woman’s mind

In the bathroom, the smitten young Sanjana nervously fixed her hair. Gazing into the mirror, she doubted herself time and time again. “What if I’m not good enough for her?” As she shed her garments, she slid on her pink nightgown. She knew pink was Bhagyashri’s favorite color, and felt that it would be a nice added gesture. Walking back into the room, Sanjana saw the television still blaring. Much to her surprise, there sat Bhagyashri… Gazing at the images on the screen with a look of utter astonishment. Sanjana stopped mid-pace, seeing the paralyzed object of her desire.”I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left that on.” said Sanjana as she quickly shut the TV off-not wanting to be obvious about her intent. Bhagyashri gazed upward, noticing Sanjana’s revealing wardrobe.”It’s okay. I heard these moans and gasps, and looked up to see these women kissing.” she laughed. “i’ve never been woken up to that before.” she said as she stood up to stretch. “It looked interesting at the store, so I thought I’d check it out. I wasn’t trying to make you feel uncomfortable” trembled Sanjana.”It’s okay. Put it back on.” replied Bhagyashri as she sat back down, ready to watch all four hours of the DVD.”Really?” asked Sanjana.”Why not? I’ve always wanted to see what it looked like.” Said Bhagyashri as she fluffed up her pillow, settling in. As Sanjana turned around, a warm smile graced her face as she happily placed the disk back inside the machine. Heading back to the sofa nearby, Bhagyashri noticed her roommate sitting on the sofa opposite her.

“You can sit over here. I don’t bite.” Said Bhagyashri, waving her over. Her heart skipping a beat, Sanjana did so, sitting next to the woman who held her heart captive. Their attention went to the images displayed in front of them…The first scene was of two voluptuous, tanned brunettes bathing in what looked like an old Roman bath. Their movements were slow and careful, taking extra time to wash each inch of their bodies. A flurry of kisses soon followed, each one more aggressive than the last. The scene then dissolved into a dining area, where all they could see was a pair of oiled buttocks raised from beneath the table. Adorning the fleshy globes were an assortment of fruits and leafy vegetables, making the flesh appear to be the main course of a very special dinner. The other brunette was led in, completely blindfolded, by two other exquisite female servants. Securing her hands behind her back, the two slaves sat her in a chair, and placed her beside the table where her feast awaited. Unraveling the blindfold, the slaves departed the room in respect for their Master’s meal. Attentive to the sight, the Master leaned over, and took one of the grapes between her teeth. Applying gentle pressure, the grape’s juices burst forth, marinating the bronzed spheres below. As the juice deluged the skin, she watched as it gradually settled between the heightened knolls of subdued flesh. Parting her lips, the Master then delicately grazed the surface of the cheeks-warming the skin with her anxious breath. Her movements were painstakingly slow, but certainly appreciative. Turning her face, she rested her cheek against the plumpness of her slave’s rear. With eyes closed, she nuzzled the moistened globe with her face, slowly turning to plant a bountiful kiss upon the beloved nourishment. It was then Bhagya and Sanjana lost sight of the Master’s lips, as it fell between the elevated cleavage. A gasp of astonishment came from Bhagyashri…

“Total surrender. She totally gave herself to that her.” remarked Bhagya. Sanjana looked at her friend with a hushed gaze of agreement as she turned the television off. Silence crept into the room as Bhagyashri still gazed at the blank screen. An unsettled stillness saturated the room. The moment Presented itself better than Sanjana had thought. If she was going to surrender herself to Bhagyashri, Now was that chance.”I know what she must have felt like… Giving herself to her like that.” uttered a poised Sanjana. She was indeed sure of herself-the thoughts, and her love. Bhagyashri’s gaze slowly shifted to the woman sitting next to her… Sharing a gaze that spoke a thousand words, Bhagya felt there was more that should be said.”How do you know that?” asked Bhagyashri. With that, Sanjana gathered her convictions, and raised up before her, standing in front of her object of wanton desire. A shared look of lust was cast as Bhagyashri watched Sanjana’s hands reach up to grasp the thin straps that held her nightgown on. Bhagyashri then took notice of Sanjana’s well-defined body, concealed beneath the thin material. She had looked at her roommate’s features before, but never in such a manner. Bhagyashri’s heart skipped several beats as she struggled to catch her breath… For once in her life, Sanjana knew exactly what she was doing, and this by all means was the moment that would define her entire existence.”Because… I would totally surrender myself to you. I love you, Bhagya. I always have.” As the last word escaped Sanjana’s lips, Bhagyashri watched as the soft, pink nightgown drop to the floor. Disrobed completely, Bhagyashri’s expression fell void… Never before had a woman done this for her… Directly in front of her was a woman, young and so in love with her. So taken that she would sacrifice all that she had ever known for just this one chance… A wager on what she felt was right. Not one stitch of clothing hung from Sanjana’s flesh…

“Oh my God.” Bhagyashri uttered helplessly as she could not help to stare at Sanjana’s healthy breasts. She slowly crept forward, as Bhagyashri was still motionless. What would Bhagya do? She had never been in a situation like this before, especially with someone who adored her as much as Sanjana did. Before long, Bhagya’s face was directly in front of Sanjana’s ripe cleavage. Her stare was affixed on the incredible sight as an erect nipple softly brushed across her face. A defenseless moan of astonishment came from Bhagyashri as she felt Sanjana’s hands clutch the sides of her face, motioning her to look up. “i’ll stop if you want.” whispered Sanjana as her eyes still held it’s command on Bhagyashri. She could stop this, right now if she wanted to. Turn her back on this moment– this delicate, shapely woman. Lifting both her hands, Bhagyashri took hold of her fingers, threading them between her own, and with a sigh of assurance and grace, she confidently uttered… “No. I want this. I want… You.” A smile washed across Sanjana’s face as her hands tightened their hold. Bhagya felt both of Sanjana’s soft breasts nuzzle closer, almost enshrining her head between her incredible breasts. Unhurried, Sanjana leaned over, raising Bhagyashri’s youthful face… Not a sound could be heard, or a doubt felt as Sanjana parted her lips. “Oh My God.” Yielded Bhagyashri as her eyelids fluttered closed. She took a deep breath and held it as if she were dipping beneath the water for a swim. Tepid warmth gradually enshrouded her motionless mouth. No force, no urgent pressure… Just warmth, just love. It was in this glowing radiance that Bhagyashri realized she was sharing her very first kiss with a female. So many thoughts raced through her mind as she felt Sanjana’s lips fondle hers. For some reason, Bhagyashri let go of the breath she held in her lungs. Blending it with a moan of total and unconditional abandonment, Bhagyashri knew she was going to be with this woman for a very long time.

Their lips completely pressed together, Bhagyashri allowed herself to be swallowed whole by this female. Never before had any man blessed her with such a kiss. This was far more distinct. Minutes flowed past, yet both were not keeping count. Eyes fastened shut, and mouths secure, Sanjana eased her tongue outward, falling into Bhagyashri’s awaiting, and most willing mouth. Again, Bhagya moaned, realizing that another woman was savoring her saliva. Another woman… The thought sent an uncontrollable shudder throughout her subdued body. Sanjana inched her mouth away briefly.”I love you so much.” Whispered an undoubted Sanjana. “I always have. Ever since I met you.” With that, Bhagyashri briskly kissed her again, this time with unbridled pungency. Sanjana digested her fervor, and met her kiss with equal eagerness. Their lips parted as Bhagyashri burrowed her face between Sanjana’s shapely cleavage. Feeling each tender breast on the sides of her face, Bhagyashri cooed her delight.”This is so right.” Her arms wrapped themselves around Sanjana’s back, bringing her face deeper into the fold. How could any woman resist such passion– such intensity? Why did Sanjana wait so long to induct Bhagyashri into her world of indulgence? Wherever Sanjana was taking her, Bhagyashri willingly allowed her to be her chieftain. Bhagya’s gaze looked upward to catch Sanjana’s stare… There, tucked safely between her nourishing breasts was Bhagya’s glowing face. Just as she had dreamt for so many months.

“You’re so beautiful.” echoed Sanjana. Her maternal instincts briefly took hold, and wanted Bhagyashri to feed from her life-giving breasts. Bhagya’s hands extended up to clutch each precious mound… Her fingernails dug themselves into the soft flesh, pressing the masses together as her tongue extended out to savor Sanjana’s flesh. Sanjana, crippled in total awe, leaned over, and rested her head atop Bhagyashri’s. Her lengthy strands of hair fell about, engulfing Bhagyashri’s face totally. She could hear faint, muffled moans of ecstasy rustling from the depths of her buxom cleavage. This was simply too much as Sanjana curled her arms around Bhagya to ensure she would never leave her.

The two stood up; their gaze still affixed on one another. Sanjana took Bhagyashri by her hands, and motioned for her to follow her. No words needed to be spoken, for both knew what was about to happen. They were to consummate this loving union. Sanjana sauntered backwards, still clutching Bhagyashri’s soft, motherly hands. Their gaze not broken as the two made their way down the hallway. The two were walking into foreign territory, yet together, as their entwined hands perfectly symbolized, they would discover things together, with each other… As one.The door to Bhagyashri’s bedroom crept open, as Sanjana was the first to enter. She wanted to be in her bedroom since this was where her angel rested her wings at night. This was her shrine, her temple of beauty and splendor. Sanjana was still unclothed as Bhagyashri’s gaze fell down to admire her hour glass figure. That smooth, fleshy stomach… Her broad, yet modest shoulders. Ample hips that could easily bear a child… Both were now in her room, still quiet. Bhagyashri then reached under her night wear shirt, and began to lift off the constraining material.”Can I take off your clothes?” asked a somewhat bashful Sanjana. With a warm smile, Bhagya extended her hands outward, happily granting her request. As she wove herself into her arms, Sanjana coquettishly admitted;

“i’ve always wanted to do that. You just don’t know how long i’ve wanted this.”With her admission, Bhagyashri blushed with a telling smile.”I never knew you cared for me like this. Why didn’t you ever say anything?” asked Bhagyashri. Their lips delicately brushed against each other’s as Sanjana answered.”I thought you would have turned me away. I was so scared.” whispered a fragile Sanjana. A quick, reassuring kiss soothed the doubt away…”No. I never would do that.” assured Bhagyashri. Her words were spoken softly, almost hushed in a way. “But I’m glad you finally told Me.” Said Bhagya as she followed with a devoted kiss.”Really?” asked Sanjana as she leaned her head back, exposing her bare neck for Bhagyashri’s delight.Her lips anchored themselves upon her luscious flesh, moaning an intangible response of “Yes”. Bhagyashri’s hands reached up to hold Sanjana’s shoulders in place as she eased her back. Sanjana stretched her neck back, letting her curled, elongated locks dangle freely behind her. She was in total rapture… The woman she had so long desired and secretly loved was now sowing bountiful wet kisses upon her neck. She just couldn’t believe that Bhagyashri had accepted this. How fortunate could one be?

Bhagya poised herself back, standing straight as Sanjana’s hands tumbled down Bhagyashri’s side, still enveloped in a vigorous kiss. Her fingertips clinched the bottom of Bhagya’s night shirt as Sanjana unwillingly broke her kiss to watch Bhagyashri become completely unveiled. She so wanted to see this shrine of complete beauty, total magnificence in every way imaginable. Her abdomen was the first to feel the brisk air as the heavy material lifted up. Sanjana whimpered as she saw the body being totally unsheathed. Bhagya willfully lifted her arms above her head as Sanjana inched the shirt along, now revealing the fullness of her deserving breasts.”Oh, Bhagya.” Sanjana whispered faintly as her senses were flooded with the view. As Bhagyashri’s lengthy hair lifted along with the shirt, Sanjana quickly glanced to take in the full vista of her womanly outline. The way the curves flowed upward into her stomach, bending into her top half that retained her breasts. Her breasts were so full, quite a generous serving for whomever was fortunate enough to claim Bhagyashri as their lover. Her skin was flawless… No sign of any imperfections whatsoever. Sanjana thought Bhagyashri had larger breasts than she did, but now she was convinced they both had equal mass. And her areolas… They were perfectly placed on the top of her mounds, as if it were like a Chocolate to Kiss. As the shirt made its way past her wrists, Sanjana felt a sudden whisk of cool air sweep across her face, coming from Bhagya’s black locks settling across her now bare shoulders. The fragrance of her hair filled Sanjana’s nostrils as she shivered in ecstasy. Quickly letting go of the shirt, Sanjana’s face suddenly was void of all expression as the two suddenly fell into a profound stare. Taking hold of each other’s hands, Bhagyashri watched as Sanjana slowly knelt in front of her. For a fleeting moment, Bhagyashri thought she was to ask her hand in marriage. At least that’s what most do, and if Sanjana had asked that, Bhagyashri would have joyfully said yes– although she wouldn’t confess that secret as of yet. All Bhagyashri could do was watch Sanjana as she inched closer to her body. There, directly in front of her was Bhagyashri’s creamy abdomen. Every inch of Bhagya was susceptible to Sanjana’s deep appreciation, yet her stomach held its command on her. She watched with reverence as Bhagyashri took in each breath… Raising her palm, she rested the flat of her hand upon Bhagya’s toned skin. Closing her eyes, she brought her lips closer, gently kissing Bhagyashri’s supple skin. Gingerly, she then pressed her cheek against her stomach, gasping as she did. For Sanjana, nothing would give her greater satisfaction than to crawl inside her womb, becoming Reborn in Bhagyashri’s shining wake. She loved her that much. And it was her womb that Sanjana felt Most comfortable next to. It glowed with fertile opportunity in so many ways. Her hands fluttered up along Bhagyashri’s freshly shaven legs to her waist, gripping the elastic band that held the pink night pants. With a sensitive nudge, she motioned Bhagyashri to turn around for her, so she could attest that the riddance of the flimsy cloth would reveal two of the most mouth-watering ass cheeks she had ever seen. At certain times, Sanjana would sneak a quick glance at Bhagyashri bathing, and it never ceased to amaze her that her eyes would always saturate themselves with Bhagyashri’s splendid backside. There was no longer the walls of secrecy and concealment of her hunger. Now, as she gently slipped the elastic band past the summit of Bhagya’s globes, she sighed, finally at ease with herself, and her powerful feelings for Bhagyashri. Sanjana noticed how the snug material seemed to press into the fleshy skin. With each hand on Bhagyashri’s side, she delicately lowered the pants passed the width of her hips. Releasing her fingers, she felt the fabric fall around Bhagyashri’s ankles. Now, directly in front of her was Bhagyashri’s ass… Unblemished, and immaculate.”You’re so beautiful, Bhagya” remarked Sanjana as her grateful fingertips grazed each supple cheek.”Your ass… It’s so wonderful.””Yea?” inquired Bhagyashri as she looked behind her right shoulder to see the spectacle.”Oh God yes.” answered Sanjana in defining awe.Her lips quickly divided themselves as she drove her face into the thickness of Bhagyashri’s right cheek, sealing a moist kiss upon the sacred skin.”Oooh.” replied Bhagyashri as she felt Sanjana’s tongue upon her flesh. “No one’s ever kissed my ass like that before.””No one’s ever loved you like I love you before.”Sanjana quickly placed another kiss upon a different portion of her ass. Warm, thick saliva coated the area where her initial kiss was, and it was all Sanjana could do from not going completely mad, devouring her entire ass. Bhagyashri leaned forward, arching her back slightly so that Sanjana could easily relish more of her. Bhagyashri’s eyes clamped shut as she felt Sanjana’s torrid breath cascade over her well rounded spheres.”Uhmmmmm” was all Bhagyashri heard as she knew Sanjana would appreciate seeing her hunched over.

Sanjana couldn’t say a thing since her mouth was absorbing itself amid the savory cleavage of her ass. Suddenly, Bhagya felt her back off. Looking around, she saw Sanjana on her knees, trying to collect her senses.”Oh my.” she sighed. “I can’t have too much of a good thing.” Said Sanjana as she stood up.Bhagya turned to meet her in an irrefutable kiss. Bhagyashri held Sanjana’s head in her hands as she purred with affection.”Make love to me, Sanjana…” uttered Bhagya as she planted several wet kisses across her face, and forehead. “Make me your woman. I want to be yours.”Tears nearly seized Sanjana as she heard Bhagyashri express her unconditional oath. With urgency, Sanjana’s arms grasped Bhagyashri’s frame, thrusting the both of them backward onto Bhagyashri’s mattress. Bhagya’s hair flattened out upon the comforter as yet another kiss beguiled the young woman. Sanjana was atop her as her arms still held its grasp. Bhagyashri was taken by her frenzy, but was reassured as Sanjana’s moans of bliss echoed throughout her ears.Their kiss was unmistakable. Their bond was flourishing with each passing moment. The slurps of their wet kisses filled the room as tongues intermeshed, lips quivered in wonder… A tear inched out of Sanjana’s eye as phrases and expressions of love were exchanged. There were no hurried or rapid movements on this night. Every ounce of Sanjana’s existence was poured upon Bhagyashri. Arms were stretched, muscles were massaged, and knolls of flesh worshipped in various ways… The two women left no stone upturned. Bhagyashri had never thought much about being involved with a woman until this night. Never before had she believed that another woman could carry such relevance with another. Admittedly, she assumed the role as the submissive One during the early hours of the night. But as the night handed over its authority to the early morning, Bhagyashri was transformed into a woman of boldness, a woman of unbridled seduction… She had become the enslaved torso of Sanjana’s heart and soul. And before the two collapsed from exhaustion at 6 am the next day, she was fully convinced that she had fallen deeply in love with her roommate. As Sanjana drifted off into sleep, lying upon Bhagyashri’s left breast (she found that she fancied listening to her heartbeat), Bhagyashri gently woke her to express her feelings. Her drowsiness quickly faded away as the two sealed their union with a kiss, along with several tears of joy and serenity.The days and weeks that soon followed were wonderful. Sanjana had moved out of her old bedroom, and moved into Bhagya’s, leaving it as their guestroom. Bhagyashri soon ordained that her bed was now “our” bed, and even her language changed. Her expressions now consisted of “us”, or “we”. Pictures of the two soon decorated their house as the romance blossomed into a passionate, life-long love affair. Everything they did, they did together as a couple. They didn’t care what others thought as they openly showed their affection in public. Sanjana loved to buy Bhagyashri anything that had the color pink in it. They were always exchanging love cards, notes, anything to remind the other of the love in their hearts. When Sanjana had to be at work before Bhagyashri, she would always leave love notes on the mirror in the bathroom. And on the days when Sanjana woke up earlier, she would sit beside their bed, and gaze at the well-defined muscles in Bhagyashri’s back. She loved running the tip of her ring finger along her spine. And, on occasions, Sanjana would wake Bhagyashri by engulfing her moist tongue in the furrow of her breast. It was irrefutable. Their souls were forever fused together by an undeniable love. They continued to live happily ever after. Your valuable feedback and comments to [email protected] please. . . .

Hi my name is Sonu. In this story I world tell you how my tuition teacher fucked my mom aisha. She is 42 years of age but looks not more than 35. She is a very fair lady like Iranian ladies. She has got a good pair of boobs. When she walks her big ass swings from here and there. I suppose she does it to attract males and to get male attention. My dad is an army personnel. He comes home in six months or so. So my mom does not get an ample amount of fucking sessions. So she was just a sex starved lady as far as I can get an idea about her. I must tell you more about her. She is some 5”4 in height and has very long hair. When she goes out of home she wears a burqah as is the tradition in our religion. But still somehow she displays the contours of her body. In home when she is in a salwar suit her hair reach up to her asshole. She many times keep them open. Now I will tell you about the incident. I was having some difficulty in mathematics and I contacted my school teacher named amit mishra. He was very handsome man and most of my school girls were impressed by his dashing personality. He was around six feet tall and fair and looked like as if he used to workout a lot. It seemed he has a lot of stamina in his body regarding sex. But I never thought that he would fuck my own mom in near future. He agreed to come to my home for giving me tuitions. I was 15 at that time and was in tenth standard. When he came for the first time my mom greeted him and made him sit on sofa and called me. She then went away. She then went in kitchen and to bring tea. After sometime she brought tea and when she bend to place the cups over the table she showed her cleavage. I was shocked to see this.

But what could I say. After some days she started calling her amit and he used to call her aisha. I could sense some sort of affection between the two but I was helpless as I needed help in maths and from now I was getting good marks in school tests. I was happy with that.I saw that now she used to sit with us and amit sir now gave more attention on her rather teaching me. Some days later I bought a new computer and also we had internet connection in it. My mom asked amit sir to teach her computers. He happily agreed as now he would be getting more time to spend with thae lady of his dreams. I used to play cricket after my tuitions and so he and my mom were now alone in home. My sister used to work in an office and she returned late night. So they were alone. For the first day regarding her computer tuitions I went outside the house and then returned back in sometime. While entering the house I did not make any noise. I went near to that room quietly and watched what was going on there. I saw that he has opened yahoo.com and was creating my mom’s mail account. Everything was ok by now. He then logged her on yahoo messenger and added himself in his frind list. He said whenever u r free just log on to yahoo and chaqt with people. He also taught her regarding voice chat. He then opened another site after closing all this. It was a website of photos of various holywood and bollywood actresses. He also showed her many actors and models pics. He then said that even I look like these. My mom laughed at this. He showed his muscles to her.

My mom was quite impressed by that. When he started wearing his shirt again mom asked him to be like that. He asked he do u like me without shirt. My mom smilingly said yes. He then said. I want to say one thing to you. I like you although u r married and mother of two. My mom replied that she too has developed a sense of liking him. Both smiled at each other and now he kept his hand on my mom’s shoulder. My mom just submitted her body to him. He just hugged her and kissed her on her lips.Even I don’t understand how it happened so fast. My mom was now completely over taken by that fellow. I was a bit angry too. But I was getting a hard on so I just kept on seeing what was going on there.My Mom had totally submitted her body to amit sir. I think she had fell in love or may be she wanted sex that’s why she did so. But whatever be the case I was enjoying. He then took her dupatta and threw it on bed. My mom seemed to be thirsty and had a great desire for sex. She was acting wildly with amit sir. She had taken him in her tight embrace. Her hands moved all over the back of amit sir and so did amit’s hands. He was constantly kissing her face so as to bring her in heat. He was also applying some pressure through his chest so that her big 36 sized boobs were coming out of her salwar. They wanted some freedom. He now started kissing her neck and she was getting more heated. Now even he started touching her pussy to make it wet. And with one hand he now started pressing her boobs. But suddenly her left her and said remove ur bra. She obeyed and removed her bra. He came forward and again took her in his embrace. This time he was more concentrating towards her boobs.He was playing with her boobs now. Her boobs were so big that he could not take just one boobs in both of his hands. I could understand that that she was enjoying a lot in this wild game. He was becoming a bit wild in this . He then removed her salwar from her body and then her kameez. He then undid her panties. I saw my moms cunt covered by shining black hair. They shined even more than her hair. He was now touching her cunt and inserted her thumb in her cunt. He started playing with it. My mom was enjoying this finger fucking. He now lied her on bed and started touching her cunt with his dick as he was naked in his lower parts by now. My mom was moaning by now..

He made her cum and after some time I saw some liquid coming out from her cunt. But still he did not cum. I was astonished to see the capacity of this man. After some time when he had played enough with her body he sat on one side of bed and made mom to sit on floor naked. He then took his dick and started touching it with her lips and all over her face and even neck.. My mom was so horny that she took that nine inch “hammer” into her mouth and started sucking it. She holded its base from one hand and was sucking it like a slut. After some 30 minutes of sucking he ejaculated and made mom to suck all that. My mom was his cum not very happy after drinking but ah she was in great sex desires she did it. He took her to adjoining bathroom and there what they did don’t know. But they must have enjoyed a lot there. When they came out I saw tears in my mom’s eyes. She wanted real sex now but amit sir said that I will go now and the first time I do it with you you shud be in saree. My mom promised him that she will now wear sarees. When he was abt to leave my mom hugged him and they kissed other passionately and again he pinched her nipples by taking his hands under her salwar. My mom liked all it.He instructed my mom to be in saree and blouses from now and blouse shud be deep cut from back and front. And no bra no panty and nom petticoat. My mom happily agreed. When he was abt to come to door I just hid myelf behind a sofa and saw him going out of the house. I did not find a reason why he did not fuck my mom and I could sense some frustration in mom’s eyes of not getting such a big dick in her cunt. May be my dad had a small dick. And he wanted a big one that’s y she was doing all this.

I was 13 at that time, staying in the Ballygunje locality of Calcutta. A small non-descript and very narrow blind-lane consisting of 8-10 houses with 15-20 families constituted my immediate neighborhood and since it was a blind lane the families were pretty close to each other and shared a good relationship with each other. I and five boys of my age were great friends, but our gang also had a 2-3 boys around 8-9 years of age but they also played with us. One of them was Bubun who lived in a house just opposite to mine. Bubun was a good pal of mine and the fact that we studied at the same school also helped our friendship. As my mother had to leave for her job early in the morning, I often went to school with Bubun who was generally taken to school by his mother Munna Mausi. It is an incident with Munna Mausi that I shall narrate and you will understand that it was my first serious encounter with the charms of a woman and hence something that will be etched pretty sharply in my mind forever.

At 13, I was like most Indian boys of that age. My dick had growing at a good pace – with my natural curiosity and observation powers I had noticed the growth spurt that had occurred in that organ in the last one year and also noticed that a soft fuzz had started to grow in my pubic area. I did have a few nocturnal emissions also and also had accidentally discovered masturbation – although it was a painstaking job in those days – after a lot of effort only a thin stream of juice escaped from my semi-matured dick. A friend used to pinch the Debonair and some other foreign hard-core porno picture magazines form his unmarried uncle’s cache and we used to drool over those pictures of naked Indian women in Debonair and the men and women engaged in XXX acts in the foreign magazines. And thanks to a more serious paperback called The Art of Erotic Life which was a more clinical exposition of the human sexual act – it had pencil sketches of the various postures and biological drawings of the sex-organs – I and my friends were aware and confused about sex at the same time. It was around this time that I and my friends began to look upon Munna Mausi as something more than just a mausi or Bubun’s mother.

Let me describe Munna Mausi for you. She was truly a voluptuous woman of around 33-34, she was fair and fairly tall and had large boobs which got accentuated by the tight and low-cut blouses she habitually wore. Often she used to chat from her balcony on the first floor and as she lived bang opposite of our house I could sometimes get a very good view of her deep cleavage, when her aanchal got accidentally displaced, from our balcony on the second floor. Munna Mausi seemed pretty casual about it. Often her aanchal remained out of place for long periods of time, tingling my adolescent senses a great deal. In fact, I shared this fact with my best pal Bittu and so he and I made it a point to be in our balcony as much as we could whenever we heard her chatting from her balcony. But I must admit that there were no hard-core fantasies about her – she was still a mausi – a friend’s mother and thus a taboo although we both crazy about her cleavage show. And then one day an incident happened, which though left me pretty dazed and confused at that time, but which I realized with hindsight as my first true sexual encounter…

It was our summer holidays and since we had much less work in the holidays than today’s kids we had a lot of time for fun and games. In the afternoons our gang regularly went to the nearby park where we played soccer with gay abandon. We returned home after sunset covered with sweat and grime but happy as a lark. One day, my mother had an appointment with a doctor and it was not possible for her to be around at the time I would return after our games. She told me to stay back home but I threw a huge tantrum. My mother had to let me go and play. When we were going out Munna Mausi was seeing off her son Bubun and so my mother requested her to take care of me when we came back in the evening till she returned and could take me back home. Munna Mausi readily agreed and all problems were solved. Our gang went off to play. After the games were over we came back; Bubun and I went to his house. We were pretty dirty and were sweating profusely in the muggy and hot weather. Seeing our conditions Munnadi asked us to take off our T-shirts and be comfortable. We also washed our hands and faces and she said she’ll prepare our snacks. Bubun and I started to play ludo in the drawing room still sweaty and dirty. After 5 -6 minutes Munna Mausi came back and took a good look at us and said, “Bubun, toke ektu chan koriye di, ja ghemechish aar nongra hoyechish.” (Bubun, let me bathe you; you are sweating and dirty.) Bubun obeyed his mother and went off to the bath. I picked up a Tintin comics and started to leaf through it.

A few moments later I heard the sound of water coming from there bathroom and realized that Bubun was being bathed by his mother. I concentrated on reading the comics. 5-6 minutes later I heard Munna Mausi calling me, so I went to the bathroom. There I saw Munna mausi toweling off Bubun who was absolutely nude but the little kid he was, Bubun was absolutely unabashed about the whole thing. Munna Mausi told me I too was very dirty and should take my bath. I obediently nodded my head not knowing what to say. She finished toweling Bubun and asked me to step into the bathroom. She finished drying Bubun, dressed him in fresh clothes and then ordered him to go out. I stood in the bathroom awaiting my chance and I also thought that she too would go out of the bathroom. Munna mausi asked me if I could manage my wash alone and since I could do so at that time I told her I could manage on my own. Munna mausi was not convinced and said “ Tui parbi-na, ami tor ga dhuye dicchi.” (You will not be able to do it. Let me bathe you.) Left with no choice I had to agree. Munna mausi shut the bathroom door and opened the tap to fill up the bucket. I stood there stiffly watching her, I noticed she was wearing a white low cut sleeveless blouse and her sari was half wet. I had some confused thoughts in my brain. Munna mausi said, “ Ki-re, ki holo tui chan korbi na?” (What happened? Will you not bathe?) I nodded… she said “E bhabe tor pant puro bhije jaabe, tarpor ki korbi, pant-ta khule phel.” (You pant will get wet like this. What will you do then? Take off your pants.) I felt ashamed and hesitated… She said. “ Lajja kisher? Pant pore keu chan kore naki?!!” (Why are you ashamed? Does anybody bathe in pants?). I had no answer and had to pull down my shorts and stood absolutely naked with my little dick fluttering in the air.

Munna mausi looked at me and playfully shook my little penis and said, “Bah. Tui to ektu boro hoye gechhis dekchi!!” (Bah! You have grown up a little.) I said nothing, she poured a couple of mugs over me, some water splashed over her too, her aanchal slipped off exposing her deep cleavage and I could see that she was not wearing a bra. It was the first time I had seen a woman’s cleavage up close and that too of someone whose cleavage I had admired from the vantage point of my verandah. I felt tingly and an Inexplicable sense of thrill passed through my body. Munna mausi poured a few more mugs of water over me and then she said “Ja gorom, Amio tor shonge chan kore ni”. (It’s so hot. Let me take my bath along with you.) Saying this she stripped off her sari and lo and behold she was completely naked except for her flimsy sleeveless blouse. I was shocked and I still vividly remember the dense black hair that covered her pubic region. She poured a few mugs of water over herself, she was fully wet now and her black nipples were clearly visible underneath her wet blouse. It was a vision that zapped my young mind and I stood there transfixed and stiff not knowing what to do. Munna mausi was completely at ease and took off her blouse too and stood without a stitch on her body. Her heavy boobs danced with every little move she made and her fair skin glistened in the water. She playfully threw a mug off water over me and smiled. She handed me the mug and asked me to pour water over her. I came near her and obeyed her command. While I poured water over her she again grabbed my little penis (which had hardened up a bit) and fondled it. A strange sensation flooded over me and Munna mausi gave it a little kiss. Confused I surely was but the memories of the porno pictures and the other books gave me an idea that this encounter was not really normal but I decided to abandon myself to Munna mausi’s hands. She took down the bar of soap and rubbed it over my body and also over my dick and ass-crack. Then she told me to rub it over her and I obeyed. I rubbed the soap over her and when my trembling hands reached her boobs she told me “Aro jore ghosh”.

(Do it more.) I increased my tempo and also started to rub her nipples instinctively. Munna mausi seemed to like this and she again kissed my penis and put the whole thing inside her mouth and sucked it a little – I was zapped and excited too no end. Munna mausi took hold of my hand and placed it over her pubis. By this time I had understood her motives and began rubbing the soap forcefully over her vaginal area which was soon covered with foam. Munna mausi threw away the soap, took hold of my hand and guided two fingers inside her pussy, she started to move them up and down inside her pussy, and I got the hint and started to move my fingers on my own. Munna mausi fondled her breasts and I also played with them by instinct. She pushed out my fingers and put her own fingers inside her pussy and started moving them with vigor. Her face took on a wild dreamy expression while she motioned me to play with her boobs as she lay down on the wet floor. Timidly I played with her boobs, suddenly she embraced me with her free hand and pushed me over her boobs and I put one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked them. Munna mausi started moaning and she also fondled my penis while she continued to moan and rub her fingers inside her pussy. Her attentions excited me greatly and after a while it shivered deeply and trickle of juice burst through it and flooded Munna mausi’s hand. She seemed a bit surprised at my cumming, she smiled mischievously and said “Tui sotyi boro hoye jachhish” (You have really become big!), and continued to rub her pussy hard. I felt a bit exhausted and stood stiffly fondling her big boobs.

After a while I felt her body stiffen for a moment and then she gave a huge shudder while a cry escaped from her mouth. Then she lay on the wet floor and relaxed taking deep breaths. After a few minutes she got up from the wet floor rubbed a bit of soap on her vagina and my penis and washed them both. Then she took the towel and dried me off and started to dry herself off. I put on my shorts and she wore a nightie hanging in the bathroom. She put her wet clothes in the bucket, opened the bathroom door and we both came out. I went to the drawing room and joined Bubun who, in his innocence, was eagerly Waiting for a new round of ludo. Munna mausi hung her wet clothes in the verandah and went into the kitchen to prepare our tiffin. She behaved absolutely normally. Instinctively, I understood what had happened between us was a taboo and not to be discussed with anybody. I played ludo with Bubun but my mind was addled and confused…After this tryst, I had 4-5 similar encounters with Munna mausi – the common excuse was she giving me and Bubun a bath. In one of these, I recall that I needed to piss very badly and Munna mausi held my dick while I took a pee. I kept on my pretense of innocence – I admit that I was not able to understand the full significance of these games with Munna mausi but I enjoyed them very much. Even now I remember her voluptuous body and expressions vividly and Munna mausi is perhaps responsible for my extreme fondness for fleshy and buxom women with large mammaries and deep cleavage… All feedbacks at [email protected]

Pehlay mera parichay dedu sabko. My name is adk aur mera ht. 5″11 hay. Mera lund 6 inch se thoda jyada hai. Meri ek aunty ki beti jiska name anu hai 9 class me padhti hai. Us ki kamar 32 chochiyan 20 ke aspas honge. Utne bade nahi par uske gand lazawab hai jispar me fida tha. Mera age 19 hai aur wo 14 ki hogi. Ye incident kuch hi din pehle ki hai. Me ek play boy hu par virgin ko kabhi nahi choda. Ek din mera ghar me function(kuch puja) tha to meri aunty anu ko lekar kuch jaldi hi mumi ko help karne ke liye aagai. Me apne kamre me betha tha aur mera room lock tha. Anu ne darwaza bahar se dhakela aur me ne darwaza khola to anu uske aaj tak ke sexy roop me thi. Mene usko karib 6 months se nahi dekha tha yo kayamat dikh rahi thi. Mere andar ka playboy jagutha. Yo andar ayi aur mere bed par bethi me usse bat karne laga aur pane hath uske hath pe rakha. Usne mind nahi kiya kyon ki me sabse frank behave karta hu. Achanak mera gf ka phone aya phone anu k bajoo me tha usne jhatpat phone uthana chaha aur mene usse phone chinnay laga isi daur may mene us ke body k najuk hissa me touch ki. Wo chowk uti aur usne phone chod di aur mene phone recieve kiya aur gf ko baad me phone karne ko kaha. Aur anu se bate karte huye uski thigh pe apna haath rakha usne kaha “darwaza band to karo” me us ki intensions jan gaya. Mene kaha ki “kyon me kya kar raha hu” usne kaha” koi dekhega to ” maine kaha kya dekhega.” wo chup hogai. Mujhe pata chalgaya uske man me kuch hai. Par wo kafi nahi the. maine kaha “tum ne mind kiya” to wo boli nahi achhya laga. Me ab kabu me nahi rehe sakta tha maine kaha “anu mujhe tunhare gal bahut ache lagte hai” aur mene uske gal par haath phera aur kiss kiya wo sarmai. Aur apna sar mere kandhe par rakha. Maine uske lips par kiss karna suru kiya. Wo aakh band karke bethi thi aur may use letakar uske upar chad kar use pagal ki tarah kiss karne laga. Yo kuch jyada respond nahi kar rahi thi. Maine uske t shirt me hath dalkar uske pet ko mehesoos kiya. Wo kamal ke resham jeshe the. Maine aisha naram kisi ka na dekha tha. Aur mene uske tshirt utarni chahi usne mana kardi. Maine pucha” kya hua.” wo boli ki” ye sab thik nahi hai” mene kaha ” kya tumnahi chahati?”. Wo boli ha magar!! Mai bola magar kya? Kya apna desire fulfil karna galat hai? Wo boli “nahi”.

Par wo shirt nahi utar rahi thee. Mai uske chochiyan shirt upar se hi dabane laga. Wo mere hath apne boobs se hatane lagi. Me jabarjasti uske boobs dabane laga uske mana karne wale haath ab mere kandho par the. Wo maza le rahi the ab mujhe uske shirt utarne me koi pareeshani nahi hui. May uske upar tha wo akh band kar ke leti the. May kuch der uske red bra ko dekhta raha aur use utardi. Mene apna tshirt bhi utari aur uske upar let kar use kiss karne laga. Meri naked body jab uski flesh se chowa ta mujhe reshami ehesas hua.mera ek hath uske boob par aur dushra uske resmi peeth ko mehsoos kar raha tha.10 min ke baad me bore hone laga aur mene uski pant uatri. Uski red panty kamal ki the aur usse bhi kamal thi uski moti aur gori thigh. Mene uske thigh par 2 min tak haath firaya aur uske panty utardi wo sharmake piche mudh gayi aur mene pehli bar uski nude gand dekha. Me kabu ke bahar tha me jhatpat nanga hogaya.

Uski gand ko kiss karte hue uske gand par apna land phiraya. Me land jag uta. Me usko sidha karke uske upar let gaya. Mera haath uske boobs par aur mera land uske jhadi ka sparsh leraha tha. Aur mene uski tango ko phelaya wo phir sikudgayi. Mene uske tango ko apne kandhe par rakha aur 6″ ke apne bhai ko uske behen ki muh ne lagkar dhakka diya wo sikudi par lund andar nahi gaya. Mene vigin nahi todi the. 2 bar phir try kiya. Laga kya musibat hai andar kyön ja rahi! Phir mene uske tango ko phelaya aur jorse dhakka diya wo ro padi. AAaaaaaahhhhhh bhaiyah mar gayiiii….

Dekha to merd land wo nigal chuki the aur uska chut se khun nikal raha tha. Mene towel liya aur urke chut ke saaph kiya me dar gaya aur usse door hogaya. Aur mene usse kapda pehen neko kaha. Wo boli nahi mujhe acchya lagraha tha. Me yehi sunna chahata tha. Me uske upar chad ke use chodne laga.aaaah aaaahh wo dard me maze lerahi thi aur me bhi. Mera lund garmi se jalrahatha. Me 5 minute me jhad gaya aur wo mujh se thik pehle. Me chowk gaya. Me itne jaldi kabhi nahi kiya. 20 25 min. To minimum lagte the. Aur hum kapde pehenke niche chale gaye.

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hi friends iam vaibhavi,

i am a house wife, age 45 frim ratna giri maharastra,tiba pales road ratnagiri yaha pe rahete hai,shadi ke din me humare yaha maheman aaye the usme santy nam ka ladka bhi tha.

Shadi pahel rat me wo sab humare ghar ke bajoo me tha here thae usme sty bhi tha wo sabse alag tha wo mere ooper line marne laga to muze jani ke din yad aagaye meri age me muze koi bhi nahi dekhata tha mera hubby bhi jada muzme intreast nahi lete the magar santy ek ladka aaisa tha ki wo muze usi najarse dekhane laga mai bhi use dekhane lagi, rat ke 10 baj gaye the wo humare gharme pani mangne agaya maine use pani de diya shadi ka din tha isi liye mere mr hubyy bahar gaye the ladke sogaye the mainwe santy ko under boolaya aur kaha tu meri tarf kyo dekhta hai usne kaha aap muze aache lagi mainthanks kaha.

Fir wo under agaya maine use baithnke liye kaha usne baithe ke mere boob ke tarf dekhane laga maine kah kya dekhata hai usne kaha booko dekhata hu maine kaha hat lagake dekh, wo mano zhat swe mer ooper agaya aur mer boob ke button khle kar diye aur jor jorse choosne laga nmere niipe ko mai pareshan hogai .Iitnay y pyar kase skarta raha ye g ladka fir usne mere boob ko pakad pakd ke daba diya au rfir wo mwere hoto ko kiss karne laga fir mai to garam ho gai fir maine uske lund ko hat me liya aur uske lunkd j ko kiss karne lagi oummmmmmmm kya lynd tha mano badi muli aur tesbhi khatti lagne lagi , maine mere hubhi kabhi nahi liya magar iska liya . fir wo mere choot ki taraf badh gaya usne mere choot me ungli dali ayr yuse uinder bahar karne laga mera pani nikalne walatha magar usne ajbhi ppanii aata traha usne mere pani uskie toung jibhse pita raha muzhe to mano swargeme hai aaisha slata fir w usne lund ko niklade kmere under dal diya bhassssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss fassssssssssssss bachhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh pachhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh chodta rahaaaaaaaaaaa bhasaaaaaaa bhassssssssss fakkkkkkkk faakkkkkkkk awaj aati rahiiiiii main to whaiiiiiiii hiiiiiiiiii ahuiiiiiii fhhi karti rahi jaise he wo zhatke deta ra wai se hai mai jawan haoti rahi, muze uske sath ses karne aacha lagta rawo wo merre marzhi ke opper sex marta hai mer age ke hisab se mere sex khatam hui thi magr unse muze maono jawan kar diya .Mere ang ang fool gaya . Hai mai uski shokrguzar hu. Use agar chate ho to use mail karna [email protected] badme muze batana [email protected]

Hallo dosto mai fir se apni us rat ki kahani ko age badata hu.actually aaj subah hi rakesh ki wife ka phone aya tha bata rahi thi ki aag mera m.c. Ho gaya to mai bola wo to sabi ka hotal h.lekin usne bataya ki jab us rat maine uski chudai ki thi to uski ichha thi ki wo mere jaise ak sundar bache ko janm de jab maine apne lund ka pani uski chut me dala tha to use bahut ummid thi mere jahan me us rat ka har pal yad ane laga

Mai aaru ki do bar chudai kar ke thak gaya tha ar ja kar apne kamre me so gaya abi ak ganta bi nahi hua tha apne chere Par garm sanse mahsus ki nid khul gai dekha aaru badi hot najro se mujhe kiss kar rahi h ar uska hath mere lund ki or ja raha h.usne lund ko haho se pakad lia maine pucha rakesh kaha h? Usne bataya ab wo 8 baje se pahle nahi jagege. Bas maine use samet lia apni baho me kashmir lia ar chumne laga.

Anil jo karana hai karo, aur darawaja ko band kar do. Maine light on kiya aur darwaja ko band kar dia. Main phir aaru ke paas aa gaya. Uske kapde utar die. Ab who sirf bra mein thi. Usake who do bade bade boobs bra se bahar ana chahate the. Bra utar gayi aur who jhat se ubharane lage. Um?.. What a sexy boobs that was?. Aahhhhhhhh?. Maine usako ek ek kar kae bari bari apane muh mein le kar chusne laga. Bohot accha lag raha tha. Niche mera ek hath usaki chut ko shala raha tha. Usake dane par maine ungali rakhi to who pagal ho gayi. Maine usake dane ko hilaya, jor se hilaya?? Ahhhhhh……anil jan nikal di……?? Kya kar rahe hoooooo??.

Who pagal ho rahi thi, maine sirf underwear pahan ke rakhi thi who utar di. Mera fan fanata 7 inch ka mota lunder bahar nikal aya. Aaru to dekhate hi rah gayi usako. Maine uske baalo ki clip ko nikal diaya to usake who sexy baal khule hogaye. Maine aaru ke pairon ko phaila diya. Aur usaki chut me meri jibh dali, aur usako chatane laga…..???. Ahhhhhhhhh??.. Kya namakin thi usaki chut.,? Waise bhi usaki chut bohot gili ho gayi thi to aur maja aa raha tha chatane main?. aaru to pagal ho chuki thi Ahh……. Aaaaaaa…..chato mere chud ko, pi jayo sara paniiiii….. Ahhhhhhh……… Mein pagal ho jaungii…..iiii…. Peheli baar kisi mard ne usaki chut ko aise chata tha (ye using ne dataya tha ab tak kisi ne chut ko aisa maza nahi dia) haiiiii.. …..Aah aaaaaannnnillll …ummm?.. Main aaru ki chud ko aur jordan se chatane laga. Ummm much much much much?. Ab mein upar agaya aur usaki chut mein ungali karnae laga.toh who pagal ho gayi.. Ummmmmm ahhh aaaaaaaaa chodo is panai chut ko?.. Ahhhhhhhhhh?. Main aaru ko kaha rani Chalo ab apane anil ke land ke sath khelo? Usane mera land apane hath mein tham liya.. Aur hilane lagi? Usake reshami baal mere badan pa nach rahe the toh waise hi muijhe aag lag rahi thi? Mera land who hila rahi thi hilate hilate usane apani jaban mere pet ke upar rakhi aur dhiree se chatane lagi?. Ahhhhhhhhh? Usane mere land ko apane dono boobs mein pakada aur hilane lagi usako? Ahhhhhhhh? Bohot accha lag raha tha? Usake reshami baal mere pet ke upar the aur hila rahe the to gud gudi hoti? Ummm? Usane ab mera land apane muh mein bhar liya?. Aahhh?. Aaru use pagalo ki tarah chatane lagi.. Umm , anati usako apane muh mei hila rahi thi? Chat rahi thi usako.. Chus rahi thiii.. Who puri tarah se pagal ho chuki thi. Aahhhhhh, kyan haseen anubhav tha wohhh….. Ummm.. Who aur jorase mere land ko chusane lagi. Maine usako bola Aaru nikal do bahar meara jhadane wala hai toh usane use aur jorse muh mein dabaya aur jor se chusane lagai.

Ahhhhhhhh mera land usake muh mein hi jhad gaya.. Mere lund ka sara pani usake hoto par au gallon par bikhara tha? 10 min waise hi chusati rahi usako.. Mere land mein phir se jaan agayi aur who phir se phan phanane laga. Ab maine usako niche letaya. Aur usako pairon phailaya. Who boli. anil dhire..dhire tumhara lund bahut motai h Peheli baar mota lund kar rahi hu. Maine kaha thik hai ranii. Maine usake chut ko phila dila aur mera mota 7 inch ka land usake chut ke muh par rakh diya.. Aur ek dhire se jhaaka diya? who ekdam dhire se chikhi? Ahhhaa? Ab mere land ki topi usake chut ke andar ja chukka thi? Ab maine usake muh par hath rakh diya aur itana jor se jhataka mara ke mera pura ka pura land usake chut mein chala gaya aur who bohot jor se chikhane ka prayas kar rahi thi lekin mera hath usake muh par tha isaliye usaki awaj anadar hi dab gayi.. Usaki chut me pura lund gus chuka tha ar use maza aa raha tha?

Aaru boli, bohot dard ho raha hai,do bar chodne chuke ho fir bi lag raha h ki pahli bar tunhara lund le rahi hu.. mai dhire dhire jhatake lagane shuru kiye who josh main aa rahi thi. Usako maja aa raha tha.. Aahhhhhh ummmm yummmm chodo mujhe, phad dalo meri chut kooo?. Aah anil mere raja pucchiiiiiii…aahhhhh….. anil phad do chut ko haiiiiiiii Chod dalo apani is bhabhi kooo.. Phad dalo usaki chut kooooooooo?. Umm aahhhhhhhh?. Mear josh badh raha tha?. Main usako jor jor se jhatake laga raha tha? 15 min ke baad who jhad gayi, mujhe usake chut mein gila pan mahsoos hua?. Who shant ho gayi par mera jhatake lagana chalu hi tha? 5 min baad who phir josh main aa gayiiiiii?.. Phir mujhe response dene lagi? Main usae chod raha tha ? 15 min ke baad mera land jhadane ko aaya to wo boli chut me hi lund ka pani nikalo anil mein mera pani chod diya?.. Aahhhh Hhhhh, umm bohot maja aya tha?. Aaru bohot khush najar aa rahi thi?. Main aur who usa raat 3 baar chudayi kar chuke the? Use bohot anad aa raha tha? Dusare din who bohot khush najar aa rahi thi.bohot maja aaya.. Us rat us ki jam ke chudayi ki…

My name is swaroop .i used to have a friend rohit ,we were school friends so he used to call me to his home playin carrom so i used to go to his house everyday. I came to know abt his father’s second marriage & how his father did’ny want to extend anymore family so he made her undergo sterilisation operation i would often see her in kitchen preparing food and stay in kitchen only .she was a thin women with slight figure(30-28-31)she has a little growth of brest was near by 29 of age .i used to see her sit & prepare food while we played caroom .now i dont know that rohit had caught me starin his new mom .he told his mom abt it.she responded that she will teach him a lesson and not to worry .he grinned . So next time i went to his home he was not home, she told me to wait .i told her ok .she told me that she is goin to bath and went inside.actually i got so much excited wow! I imagined her takin bath .their room was in chawl type where there are no seperate bathroom .it was an open bath room.so i waited for him.i could hear and see water splashin near the door.then i saw a soap slidin in the hall from inside.i thought it must have fell so i picked it up and went inside to give her the soap .i did’nt believe my eyes i saw her naked splashin wated on her naked body .she was taken by surprise .she stood their lookin at me in disbelief.her hand still in air ,water splashin down along the gap between her small round breast,her pussy soaked in water.i was lookin at her like a chil looks at a very costly toy .then she got alarmed and covered her breasts with one hand and pussy with other hand .i too got my sense back ran from their not waitin directly at home.i was trembling like anything.i didn’t tell abt this to rohit and i stopped going their home.

One day i went to his home as wanted to complete some of my home work copying his.i went inside and asked for him.his mom shouted from inside that he is not at home .i wanted to apologise for that incidence .so i told her that aunty i m sorry for that day i will not do it again .rohit is my best friend plzz .she came out and said ok .then we started bcoming frank to each other.i used to often joke with her that she looks so sexy that he wanted to marry her.and she will pleasinly decline me that i will marry u when u will b a big man.she told me that she is very alone ,her husband is always on duty .her neighbour are not good to them so i pressed again her to be my wife plzz i like her so much.she agreed really i took her in and told her to bring a thread and kumkum. I tied the thread around her neck and put kumkum on her forehead.she became emotional and smilingly hug me tightly and pleaded to never leave her.she looked very different ,she came near me and held my feet as a devotion to her husband.i took her up in my arms.she blushed in.she was in a saree.i told her that i wanted to see her nude once again.and took her close,took of her pallu and kissed her lips .she was not yet aroused .so while kissing her i put my hand down to her pussy and started pressin her pussy.she opened her eyes widely in amazement .i made her concentrate on kiss.she too got aroused and took her other hand and pressed her breast punishingly

She took off my clothes in secs and was playing with my cock .as i was enjoying sipped her breast .she was breathing heavily as i was putting both mu hands around her lower waist .she was pressing her body with me.she was happy. She kept pulling my cock which was hard as a rock .my cock upper skin went inside and that pinkie rocket shaped was visible . Till than i kissed all her body.she took me by my arms and felled in bed .she came on top of me and started caressing me.she took my cock and put it in her pussy oh god! It went inside ,her pussy was gripping on my cock little by little as she was moving on My body like riding a horse. It was paining me but after some time she adjusted and bet her body Downwards to kiss my nipples playfully while my cock was banging her from down side .it was now paining her .i could see head in stress .she was holdin her ass as she wanted to controll the movements.i took her by her shoulder and pulled her down, now i was on her .i thrusdhead it more inside .she was now yellin “aai..gg! Aaii..gg!She put both her legs around my waist and put my face on her breast. And while i banged , she scratched my back with her nails till it bleed .suddenly my movements became fast and my thrust even deeper .she understood and gladly welcomed me to release my cock in her.i gaveit in her she satisfyingly took everything i gave .i felled on her body . I held her tight till my body came to normal.she looked pleasingly as an angel has granted me a wish for me.i got up and went down to her pussy .i looked in her eyes and bent to lick it off ,she got so ashamedoff that she put both her legs tightly on my neck .as i was lickin faster i felt her outer skin contracting.i tried to get up but she didnt let me go.she begged that she is my wife and she want to gift her 1 st orgasm for him in my mouth.i smiled and openly kissed her pussy .i could fell her going in seventh heaven .and she let go off her orgasm in me .i didnt taste it just gulped it down .after she finished she got up and kissed me vigourously .i never seen her like that .she cried happily .she wanted to became my wife in real world.we washed ourselves in bathroom and kissed good bye. Rohit never knew abt this.he thinks i could never dare it. Whenever we played carrom . I will loose the game.coz his momwould often show off her pussy to me.as she sat behind him cuttin vegetables friends i m alone noe if any girls want to friendship with me they can contact me on my email [email protected] bye

Hi readers: thanks for your response after my last true incident in Bengali beauty-2. I have received as many as 20 mails. One of them is with cell no which I contacted. A sweet voice responded to me and wishes her desire to meet me. She is from Indore, next morning I drove from Bhopal to Indore and told her about my location, she reached their after about 15 minutes with one of her friend, both were wearing burka. We proceed to A nearby coffee house and set in a private chamber. She their introduces herself she was shahin and her friend was rehana. She told me she is married in A Muslim orthodox family and her husband will divorce her if she could not be conceived as already 3 years has passed. She also told me that she has all the tests done & she is perfectly normal. She offered handsome amount for me for my job. I was bit hesitate but then she assure full secrecy. I told her that for her work having sex for one day is not sufficient. She agreed for every thing and pleaded for my help. I agreed on her request. She herself booked a room for me in a decent hotel with false name and left me there with promise to come next day. Next day at noon she comes, this time without burka.for the first time I have a good look of her. She is perfect beauty with nice figure. Any body will love her to have on bed. We sat in the room and started casually and she was responding. As we are aware of what we have to do so no hesitation was there.. I kissed her slowly then passionately and she was dancing to my tunes. I undid her kurta and salwar and she was standing in pinkish u/g in front of me. I took her to the bed and stated exploring her. She was breathing heavily and was moaning slowly in pleasure. I unhook her bra and her sweet melons were before me for fun. She was having gorgeous melons with erected nipples. I suck them till they are fully erect and rock solid. Then I tuned towards her panty and with one stroke I undid it. Ohhhhh. What A pussy she is having, no hairs, cleanly shaved. I planted a soft kiss on it and placed my self in between her thighs. I slowly parted her pussy lips and start licking it. She was shaking in pleasure and after about 15 minutes she had her first orgasm.

Now I undid my u/g and placed my 9 inches tool at her opening and with one jerk I enter her fully. Then I rested for 5 min to get her adjusted. Then I started first slowly then with full force. She was humping me as she had synchronized with me. She was moaning in pleasure. Then about after 20 minutes she exploded and I can feel warmth of her juice on my tool. I was fully excited and exploded inside her. She was feeling it inside her and had caught my tool to get squeezed last drop of my nectar. We lay there for about 20 min and then we have another session. I stayed there for three days and we have almost 9 sessions with full enjoyment. On last day she told me that she had accepted me as her husband and her actual husband is a social representation only. I accepted her offer. I went back to Bhopal and again come back for A week stay and she was with me on each day. We have almost 30 sessions of sexual pleasure in all possible manners. She has given me 3 lac rupees and took care of my hotel expenditure. I departed her with very sad heart. After one week of my last trip she called me back with joy and let me know that she has began pregnant of my baby. And after 9 months she delivered a cute baby doll. Whom, she named rajia after my name raju. Our relation goes on and second time she gave birth to A baby boy and named her rajul. Our relation is still carrying on. Any unsatisfied lady, any girl, auntie, bhabhi at Bhopal, indore and gwalior,if needs my assistance the mail me at my email id [email protected], full secrecy with full pleasure assured