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Dear readers thank you very much for your response to the series of ‘My Hot Mother Malini And Me’. Many of the readers asked me to write actually how it all started between me and Maa. Who seduced whom?

Particularly a lady reader had asked to write about this as she is also having an affair with her 19-year son. So readers read and give your opinions as usual to my mail. Thank you, your Abhi.

I, Abhi was very gloomy during those days. I turned moody, irritating, after the marriage of my younger sister Vishnu. I was missing her a lot. I was missing the warm, tight sheath of my sister around my dick, soft touch of her giggling boobs on my chest or on the back, smooth touch of her cheeks against mine, and the rose petal-like lips of Vishnu, my sister.

Yes, I had been enjoying Vishnu from the time she was 18 and I was 21. At the age of 20 a month back she got married. Thus this is my situation. Seeing my position my mother Malini was worried. She wanted to cheer me up and give me some counseling.

My Maa, Malini is only 42 years, and the most beautiful woman. When she was 18 she was married to a person12 years elder to her. At 19 she gave birth to me Abhi (Padmanabaham) and after 3 years Vishnu was born.

I had completed M.Sc. (Physics). On the advice of my mother, I am just enjoying my life. My Maa asked me not to apply for any jobs at least for 3 years. According to her, I am only 23 and not necessary to take the responsibilities of the job now.

I love my Maa most. So I obeyed her and I am enjoying the life. After Vishnu’s marriage, I turned gloomy. Maa had stopped Vishnu’s education also after her inter, saying that anyway she is to be married. Then the responsibilities of the family. So let her enjoy the life.

This was her intention. I loved my sister very much and after she stopped going to college, we spent most of the time together. That evening Maa came into my room and said, “Abhi, cheer up Kanna, life is not Vishnu alone. Apart from that, she got married to lead a happy life. You have got your life. Enjoy, be happy. Make others happy. One day or the other she had to be married. Isn’t it?”

“But Maa I am missing her terribly. We were so close and both used to roam around,” I said. “Yes, true. But is she the only one to take care of? There are others you can take care and take them out as you took your sister. There are others also to accompany you,” mom said smilingly.

I looked at her in surprise and said “Maa!” She smiled at me and said “Am I not supposed to accompany you, my son. You can not only take your sister, sometimes you have to take you Maa also.”

“Oh! Maa!! How I like you to accompany me, but I thought” and I kept quiet. “What you thought?” she asked and said again, “Forget about past, now I hope I can accompany you.”

“Yes. Maa today only we will go out somewhere. Spend the time and have dinner in a hotel and come back O.K.” As I said, she said, “All right, Kanna.” She went down to have a bath and get ready. I also hurried to the bathroom.

After half an hour I went down in fine jeans and t-shirt in my mother’s room. As I entered in I was in a shock as Maa was standing in front of the full mirror and humming some song and combing her hair. What made me wonder was, she was wearing only a petticoat around her waist and nothing on top.

Her fine fair smooth back is shining in the light. Her petticoat is so tight that I could see the contour of her panties over the petticoat. All these glimpses I saw in a few seconds. Then realizing that Maa is changing, I stepped back to move out.

“Come in, Kanna, why are you going? Just sit down for 5 minutes we will move.” She was looking at me through the mirror said. I didn’t say anything and slowly went in sat on the edge of the cot. Maa was casually humming herself, combing her long hair while looking into the mirror.

She is totally naked on the upper part and her smooth texture of the skin is shining. Whenever she was raising her hand to comb, I could get the glimpse of her firm fine boob from her underarm. They are jiggling as her hands are moving. I looked into the mirror through which I could see her front totally.

Then for the first time, I realized that Maa is a beauty. Not only beautiful but a sex bomb. Her body statistics are superb, though she is 40 years, her body is totally firm. She didn’t have even an extra gram of fat on her body.

One cannot find looseness in her body. Fair body, smooth texture of skin, she possesses 36B size boobs, at the peaks brown colored areola and stiff nipples. Slim waist, a fine fold on the waist, below the waist is her broad fleshy buttocks are her special assets which her husband, I mean my father didn’t realize.

She is such a beauty that whoever looks at her his first gaze will be on her fine boobs than on her wide crotch. What my father could not see, I have seen it. ‘Oh! My God! What a beauty Maa is. She is more beautiful than Vishnu!’ I thought.

My member under my trousers started stirring. Maa unknown to her son’s looks is casually combing her hair. After 3 or 4 minutes she completed setting her hair into a bun. Turning aside took the bra which she kept aside and wore it.

“Paddu”, that’s what she calls me “can you fetch my cream color saree from the almirah please,” she asked. I went to the almirah and brought the saree. While taking the saree from me she turned totally towards me revealing the frontal beauty to me.

It was the first time I had seen my mother like that! I could not believe how beautiful she was!

My Maa and I went for many outings. There’s one thing I wanted to tell. Only the first three days or so, we used the car. Then Maa suggested using a motorbike rather than a car.

Many times she sat putting her legs on either side and pressed her heavy bosom to excite me. Though she was giving indirect hint to me, that she wanted me. But I am a fool didn’t understand her for a long time. This she told me later when our carnal relationship had started.

Our intimacy is developed in such a way that every day I used to hug her from behind and kiss on her cheeks or on her neck or on her forehead etc. She used to reciprocate me by saying ‘I love you Kanna’, or ‘my sweet boy’ and kiss me as I did to her.

Sometimes I even felt that she is rubbing her fleshy bum on my crotch feeling the hardness of my male member. One morning, as usual, I went to the kitchen. Maa is preparing idlis. I hugged her from the back and pressing my tool on her bum gave a kiss on her cheek and said: “I love you Maa!”

“Emitee ayya gariki roju roju ki prema oliki pothundee.” (What is the matter my Kanna’s love is increasing day by day.) She thrust her butt back. “Maa eenadu nuvvu nannu vollo koorchunda bettukuni thini pinchali,” (Today you have to feed me by making me sit in your lap) I said, and gave a thrust of my manhood.

“Voon! roju roju ki chinna pilladivi avu thunav. kanee, nee ishtam thappu thunda! enthaina loving son kada.” (Kanna day by day you are becoming a small child. Voo! O.k. you are my loving son. I can’t say no to my boy) she said, enjoying my press on her bum and my hot kisses on her face.

“I love you Maa,” I said and gave a strong push of my tool. “I too love you Kanna!” and she thrust her butt back on my crotch. Five minutes we stood like that enjoying each other. She sat on the chair and spread her hands inviting me.

With a thumping heart, I sat on her lap. My! What strong and shapely thighs she possesses. My heart beat increased. Her firm strong boobs are tickling me on my back.

Maa encircled her left hand around my waist and dragging me to her lap started feeding me the steaming idli. I was savoring the taste of idly and also enjoying her body aroma. Once it happened in such way that Maa’s hand slipped from my waist to my lap and very casually touched my throb.

I don’t know whether she had touched deliberately or accidentally. My shaft jumped up. From the corner her eye she saw my temptation and smiled herself. This continued for three more days i.e. she to feed me having me in her lap.

On the fourth day again I was waiting for my Maa to invite me to her lap. But she sat at my side. I raised my eyes at her as if what is the matter. She seductively smiling at me and looking at me.

Don’t know for what she is waiting. Now and then nibbling her lips with her teeth lightly or running her tongue on her lips. Finally, I said “Maa! emaindi? ivala thini pinchava?” (Maa what happened are you going to feed me?)

“Eppudu nene thinipinchla? Ivala nuvvu thinipinchu.” (Why should I always feed you. Today you feed me).
“Mari naa vollo koorchuntava?”(Then will you it in my lap?)
“Nuvvu adigava?” (Did you ask) she asked and said again ok.

She came forward and sat in my lap placing her fleshy butt. The moment she placed her butt she might have felt the rage of my dick. Yet she didn’t say anything. I started feeding her putting my hand around her waist.

When I gave the roti a second time to her mouth, she turned her face and gave that piece to me with her lips. I cursed myself for not doing so for the last days. However, we both ate the breakfast in this manner. Once she even thrust her roti in my mouth, touching my lips with her tongue.

Here at the bottom my dick stood in full height and poking her. While feeding her I made circles with my forefinger on her thigh. She observed it and looked at me. Then slowly she removed my hand from there as if very casually did it.

I was disappointed but again my finger went over her thigh and did the same. This time she didn’t say anything. When she didn’t say anything I got courage and crawled my palm on her smooth stomach and slowly fingered her navel. I sensed her body shudder.

That day it went like that. Maa’s attitudes are giving me courage. Sometimes I feel a kind of fear, ‘what if I go further’. Next day again the same thing happened. She didn’t come into my lap nor she asked me to sit on her lap.

“Maa come let me feed you,” I said inviting her into my lap. “Voo hun!” she moved her head in a no. “Emaindi Maa?” (What happened Maa?)

“Huh. huh. nuvvu chala chilipi ra! Edo koduku vi kada ani nee korika teeruddamu ani anukunnanu, kani voddu.” (Voo hun, you are a very mischievous son. You are my son, so I want to fulfill your desire, but no.)

“Enduku Maa?” (Why Maa?)
“Nuvvu anni chilipi panulu chestav?” (You do all naughty things)

“Nenemi cheasanu?” (What did I do?)
“Velu petti kelikavu kada?” (You have fingered isn’t it?)
“Ekkada?” (Where?)

“Chee vedhava. anee natho cheppinchalani choostavu, velu pettindi nuvve kada? Ekkada pettavo theleeda.?” (You naughty fellow. You are trying to get everything from my mouth. You have fingered. Don’t you know where you fingered?)

“Em? neeku nachca leda?” I asked. (Didn’t you like it?) “Voon nachcha leda ante, nachchindi. Kani, amma tho ala thappu kada?” (Voon, I liked but you are not supposed to do such things with Maa.)

“Sorry Maa! Nee boddu antha andam ga vunte ala chesanu. Nee ku nachcha ka pothe cheayanu pl. vochi koorcho” I said. (Your navel is so cute that I could not control myself. If you dislike I’ll not do again.)

She came and sat on my lap again. After a while, I started the same and again I continued what I did yesterday. She observed but didn’t object to me. Like this kind of hide and seek continued for three-four days. Every time Maa is raising my temptation and suddenly sprinkles cold water on me.

Almost one and half months passed in this manner. Day by day my lust on her is increasing. She also mostly wearing tempting dresses or tying the saree below her navel walking seductively with rhythmic movement of her butt. I am sure she might be laughing at my situation.

Then one day she asked ”Paddu! Shall we go for a long drive today?”
“Yes, Maa as you like,” I said.
“Paddu, can you spare your jeans today. Today I want to wear Jeans” she asked.

I looked at her in surprise. So far she wore beautiful sarees, designer blouses, wrapped saree below the navel and beautiful salwar suits. But so far she didn’t wear the jeans. “Hey, Kanna! What happened? Does it not suit me?” she enquired.

“No, Maa it is not like that. I am thinking whether it fits you?” I said. “Don’t worry Kanna! I am sure, your waist is almost the same as mine. Only thing is that you are taller. I will fold the jeans at legs,” she said.

I went to my room and given her my jeans which I hardly wore for two, three times. After five minutes when she came into the hall. My God! I can’t explain how cute she appeared. Waist of the jeans properly fitted to her waist.

I don’t have words to explain her charms. Every day she is showing her new charms to me. I am becoming more and madder at her. Then we both moved for a long drive. She sat putting her legs on either side of the seat and wrapped her arms around my waist.

Her melons are tickling me on my back. She was totally leaning on my back and keeping her chin on my shoulder talking and saying something to me causing a thrilling sensation in my body. We crossed the city limits, sub-urban and still going further. We had gone beyond all the boundaries that held us till now.

After my sister, Vishnu got married, I realized that my mother is also a very beautiful woman. We had now started spending a lot of time together. We were going out to enjoy and my mom was dressing up.

I was mesmerized to see mom’s deep navel, soft abdomen and the outline of firm thighs under the petticoat. By seeing Maa in that posture my dick is at 90 degrees angle to the ground. In trance, I went to bed and sat there. “Paddu! shall we move?”

By seeing Maa I was dumbstruck. That is the beauty of Maa. She wore a cream color embroidered saree with matching blouse. The transparent blouse she wore has only lining in the front part of the blouse. Her total back is clearly visible through the blouse.

The bra straps the hook etc. She put on a designer shoulder clip on her shoulder to keep the pallu intact. Maa is a long-legged lady. Now with this saree, she is looking taller and gorgeous. Though the pallu is intact her firm high bosom is jetting out through the pallu.

It is difficult to control anyone after seeing in this dress. “Maa! your dress!” I said. “What Kanna not good? Do you want me to remove?” she asked. I don’t know whether Maa knows what she said. I smiled at myself.

“Kanna enduku raa navvu thunnav?” (Why are you laughing Kanna?)
“Nuvvu anna mataku.” (The words what you said.)
“Nenemannau. cheera baa ledea? Theseyana annanu.” (What did I say? Is saree not good, you want to remove it?)

“Mari nee vonti meeda emuntundi.?”(Then what will you have on your body). I asked her mischievously. “Chee pora vedhava,” she said but I could see a smile on the corner of her lips. “Do you want me to change?”

“No Maa this saree is so cute on your body. You didn’t wear such a dress before”. “See Kanna such dresses are generally worn when we are going out or going for any functions. Apart from that the dress we wear there must be an appreciation for it.”

She said and after a minute or so she said again “Your dad had no time to take me out. And I didn’t attend functions without him. Now who is there to appreciate me, you tell me.”

“Oh! Sorry Maa, but you should wear such dresses regularly. You look so great in these dresses.” I said in real appreciation. “For whom I have to wear Kanna.?”

“For Me. Can’t you wear for me? For your Kanna?“ I said looking intently into her eyes. “Sure Kanna, I definitely I wear if you like. I am thankful to you that at least you are there for me.” She said came forward she gave a kiss on my cheek and asked, “Shall we move?”

I am flying in the sky. This is for the first time Maa kissed me after so many years. With joy, I went out and took the car. She came and sat in the passenger in the front. “Where shall we go Ma?”

“What can I know where you are taking me. Any place which you like is O.K. for me. I thought for a while and asked: “Lover’s Park,  is it O.K. for you.?” I asked. She looked at me and asked. “Am I your lover?” Very casually she asked but I could see a smile.

And said again “As you wish Kanna!” and smiled at me openly. I drove the car. When I parked the car she said, “Kanna this is Sanjeevaiah Park. You said Lovers’ park?”

“Nowadays this is only lovers’ park Maa. Inside you find 90% of them are couples only.” We both got down the car and proceeded in. I took a Turkish towel which is in the car. We went deep into the park and sat near a bush spreading the towel.

For a while, we kept quiet. Then Maa started telling me about her childhood and of her village life, about a ruined temple and what not, then she asked me about my college life. I laid flat on my back and looking at the sky started telling about my college life.

As I spoke she came closer to me. She took my head and kept it on her thigh and stroking my hair affectionately. If I was a beautiful feeling. When I stopped telling she came very close to me, almost reclining to my body and sat like that for a long time.

When it was dark she looking at the starlit sky and said, “Here we can’t see full starlit nights because of skyscrapers. During my childhood, we used to see the Milky Way (Palapuntha) in the open sky. Here we miss the opportunity. Once we go to our village where you can see the starlit sky during the new moon day.”

After that, we had dinner and came back. In this manner, we, Maa and I, roaming together continued for a week. Every time one way or other she used to cling to me and whenever chance had come she stamped warm kisses on my cheeks.

Whenever we went out on the bike, Maa’s boobs tickled me on my back. Her hand on my shoulder or around my waist is a sweet moment for me.

Then one day I saw an invitation for a Personality Development Training Programme, inviting participants. The Programme was conducted in a 5-star hotel. And each participant is allowed a companion. Only 20 participants on a first come first serve basis.

I immediately booked for the Programme because,
1. That gave an opportunity to be with Maa throughout the day.
2. Maa will be seeing the 5-star hotel environments.

One day I took her to a roadside dhaba 30 km away on a National Highway. The owner Shri Santokh Singh knows me very well as I took Vishnu to that dhaba many times. As he saw me he wished and provided the best food. When we are coming out he asked: “Sahebji yeh memsahib kaun hai?”

“Socho Santokh,” I said. He thought for a while “Sahebji, aap ki patni tho nahi hai, shayad app ki badi bahen. Shakal milti hai” I smiled at him and introduced Maa to him. Immediately he touched Maa’s feet and said. “Maaji. aap bahut hi khoobsurat hai. Aisi khoobsurat tho aaj kal dekhne ko nahi milti. Maf karna agar koi galti ho toh. Aap tho sahib ji ki Maa bilkul nahin lagti.”

As Maa felt shy and blushed, I felt proud such a beauty is my Maa. Here one thing I wanted to tell. Only the first three days or so, we used the car. Then Maa suggested using a motorbike rather than a car.

I wanted to do everything to ensure that Maa is the happiest person with me.

It was near October when I was informed of the arrival of this aunt. She lived in LA with her husband and had been nursing a 6-month-old child. She wanted to visit her hometown and her motherland and experience it with her new child. At least that is what everybody thought.

The day she came to the airport, she was wearing a sleeveless saree and it was quite a show for everyone there. Her body was fleshy and her navel exposed which is quite an unusual thing to see.

To begin with, her light green blouse was wet near the tips of her nipples. Probably because she had been nursing her baby boy. Her name was Madhu and she was here for something. And there was some fire in her eyes that gave me the chills.

Madhu was 30 and looked stunning. She oozed sophistication and yet there was this simplicity in all her actions also she seemed to be always hooked on her phone which I guess should be normal. After all, she was a nursing mother miles away from her husband. But I was wrong.

Madhu was very friendly to me. Sometimes a bit more than you would expect her to be. The thing which I thought was weird was that she never wore a bra. And literally, everyone from the doodhwala to me got a glimpse of her cleavage and those pink nipples. But she seemed oblivious to all that.

Madhu was a good aunt. A good mother. And maybe more. But she had a dark side. It was about 3 days after she arrived that I discovered her dark side. Madhu was taking a bath and I was reading a book.  I had this habit of reading in that room and it had continued even after Madhu’s arrival.)

Just when I heard Madhu’s phone buzz and since I was used to picking up my phones whenever it did. I picked up her phone and saw it was a message on Instagram. I opened it and it was from a guy named William and it was a dick pic.

I was shocked and my hands were shaking I opened her account it was called cumcockslut or something like that. It had pictures all over and links to porn websites. I was slowly fascinated by that and had already had a boner.

This was when I heard a feeble sound and saw Madhu standing there. She had a towel tied around. But it was so wet it stuck to her body and made her erect nippled visible. What was even sexier was the smirk she had on her face.

That could have driven me to my climax. I stood up and she came towards me and suddenly this strong aroma filled up the air. And it was making me go even harder. My cock was now touching her towel and she clearly noticed that.

She then whispered in my ear, “You know if you want to relieve yourself please do it in that little gift I left you in the bathroom. And don’t you dare forget to give to give it back to me. Even I have to relieve myself. Right?”

I ran straight to the bathroom and saw a thong dangling from the shower head. It was wet with cum from Madhu’s pussy which I couldn’t resist myself from tasting. It was sticky and sweetish but had this strong aftertaste that fills your mouth.

I rubbed it hard on my dick. I had no control over my actions. And I came hard over it. It was drenched in cum, “Well well that deserves to be on my pussy and so does that.” She whispered in my ear and stroked my still hard cock.”Believe me, we have a lot of exciting things coming for us. ”

Over the next few days, I realized Madhu was a nymphomaniac. She loves cocks and cum. According to her, she had been with many men and she had let all of them cum inside her. She had also made many videos on Pornhub. She had starred in a few porn films back in LA.

I was very happy to have got a slut for an aunt. And she had plans for me. On one fine day, she gave me a glass of milk and told me later it was her and that it also had her cum in it. This turned me on.

I asked if she had done some naughtier things when we weren’t suspecting her. She told me that she can show me exactly what she had been doing and she started my days of ecstasy with my cumslut. Madhu woke me up at 4 in the morning and told me to come with her.

She was wearing a completely see-through nightie and her shaved pussy was very visible. It was wet as I could see her cum dripping down her thighs. She hid me behind a door and opened it. I could see what was happening from the crack between the door hinge and the frame.

It was the doodhwala and he had his cock in his hand.”Bhaiya mujhe dudh nahi pilaoge?” she said.

“Bilkul dunga didi. Par mujhe ek aur gaye she doodh nichodna hain uske pehele,” with that my aunt dropped her nightie to the floor and pinched her nipples.”Bhaiya zara zor zor she nichodna.”

The doodhwala bit into her breasts and she smiled while stroking his manhood. He sucked on her boobs for a good twenty minutes and then forced her head on his dick and came inside her mouth.

“Bhaiya ji doodh to acha tha but next time apne dosto ko bhi lana. Ye gaye thora aur doodh de sakti haan aur pee bhi sakti hain.” The doodhwala left and aunty looked at me. “Ayo tumhe bhi doodh pilati hoon bahut hain mere paas.”

So, friends, this was the first part of my story. I’m pretty sure you guys will like it. Heck, my aunt Madhu she wont let guys go without cumming.

Feel free to share your thoughts and mail me at [email protected]. All the ladies most welcome to send me whatever they think will please this lowly writer.

Maa and I went out in the car and sometimes on the bike as well. We crossed the city limits, sub-urban and still going further. There were no boundaries to keep us back.

Then suddenly she showed me a poster and said, “Son, shall we go to that movie?” I looked at the poster. It is an old English Tarzan movie. We went to the hall. We took the highest class tickets in the hall and went in. To my surprise except for the class which we were in almost the theatre is full.

Once the movie started I understood what kind of movie it is. It was a total romantic, or rather semi porn movie. Tarzan, the main character is a savage and lives in the jungle. He doesn’t know to talk. He only makes sounds and gestures.

One day he meets a young girl who came to do some research on forests with her colleagues. She got lost in the forest and met Tarzan. Both are surprised to see each other. The girl looks at Tarzan’s strong body whereas Tarzan looks at her mini dress and the revealing body parts.

She is in short skirt and a small top. The girl is poking his body with her finger and wondering about his strength. Seeing her Tarzan also did the same to her. Particularly when he poked her boob, it pressed down and rose up. Tarzan was doing it again and again and the girl is giggling.

Mom who was sitting to my left entwined her arm around my right hand and leaned towards me. With this, her fine smooth bobs are pressed to my elbow. I looked at her face in the glow of the screen light. she is seeing the movie intently. Her face is flushed.

Then suddenly Tarzan knelt on his knees and raises the girl’s skirt and looks inside. The girl tried to pull her skirt down. Seeing this Maa said “Chee, Chee emi cinema ra idi?” (Chee, chee what kind of movie is this?)

“Maa! shall we go” I asked? Maa was quite for a while and said: “Voddu, elagoo vochcham kada chooddam” (No, we have come we will see). Then the story turns almost semi porn movie. Then I understood why the hall is full.

Then one scene is that the Tarzan and the girl go behind a bush. What is shown is the violent shaking of the bush and the grunts and moans of Tarzan and the girl. There was a big ‘oooh’ from the lower section of the hall and the movie ended.

When we came I could see that Maa’s face is flushed. On our return, Maa sat behind me almost clinging to my back. She put her chin on my shoulder and said “Sorry Kanna!”
“Why Maa!”

“I didn’t know that the movie will be like this. I thought it will be an adventure, like the Tarzan comic I used to read to you when you were children.”
“It is O.K. Maa! it is not your fault” I consoled her.

“Baga vedekki poyavu kadoo?” (You have become very horny isn’t it?) She almost touching my earlobe with lips asked. What answer can I give? I just kept mum. “Em chestav?” (What will you do?) she asked.

I don’t know why she asked this question. But I wanted to play safe. A small mistake may spoil the total broth. “Voon” she insisted again. I have to give an answer. “Em chestanu, cold water tub lo ara ganta koochuntanu” (I’ll sit in the cold water tub for a ½ hour.) I said.

“Avunu nenoo ade cheyali”. (Yes, I too must do the same). Indirectly she gave me a hint that she is also horny. I don’t know how I controlled my temptation till we reached home. On that day for the first time, I cursed myself not taking the car.

Such a long journey and Maa clinging to me. OH! God! is it hell or heaven’ I thought. In this situation, we have forgotten to have dinner in the hotel. We directly came home. I went to my room and then to the bathroom.

After the ½ hour when I came out fresh Maa called me “Paddu! did you finish bath?”

“Yes Maa, coming” I went to the kitchen.

Maa has also had her bath, looking fresh like a blooming rose flower. She kept two steaming cups of Horlicks and some biscuits and said “Kanna, we have forgotten to have dinner. Tonight we will adjust to this.”

We both had it. After the movie, Maa had turned so hot, that her face flushed, and I expected Maa to call me into her room. “Good night Kanna!” She affectionately kissed on my forehead.

I too kissed her on her cheeks and said “Good night Maa” and came to my room. We both were feeling uneasy to face each other. Exactly after one week of this, we went to the mall. One person had commented “Abbaa. emundira.gunta. aa pirralu choodu. choostunte venuka nundi dobbalani anipistundi. (My, what a bitch she is. Look at her ass. oh! Wish to fuck her from the back).

He said in Telugu. He thought that we don’t know Telugu. When I sympathized with that fellow she was angry and said “Let us go home. I’ll take care of you.”

After reaching home she called me to her room and asked what he said on the back. I gathered courage in me and said. “What is the wrong in his words Maa! You are so cute. Particularly from the back. Sometimes I myself feel to hug you from backside”

I said gathering courage and waiting for the whip to fall on me. She was still adjusting her hair and said slowly, “Then what hurdles are there for not doing it?”

Hearing those words I was in a shock. Did I hear correctly? I looked at her in the mirror and said “Maa!” Then I saw a mischievous smile on her lips and hugged her tightly from the back. Instantly my manhood stood erect poking at her fleshy butt.

“Thank you, Maa, thank you,” I said and gave a poke of my dick again. My dear readers know what happened after that which you read in my first episode.

‘My Hot Mother Malini And Me- Part I’ new readers can read that on ISS.net/incest published on 13th April 2018. After the love game, Maa said, “Hamma! rendu nelalau naa andalu ara bosthe kani naa koduku choopu naa meeda pada ledu.” I in shock said “Maaaa!”

So this is how it all started between us. Please give your comments as usual on [email protected].

Hey, guys! I am Kaira and I am back with another story. This, however, does not involve lesbian sexual activities like my other ones do. This is a true story of what happened to my best friend last year in the college.

Let me tell you a bit about her. Maya is really attractive. She is about 5’7″ and has long black curls which reach her 28-inch waist. She has an hourglass figure. Her measurements are about 36C-28-34. She has a toned body as she is a dancer and has a really fine ass which sways when she walks on her long, shapely legs.

Maya is also an all-rounder. She has always gotten good grades in classes and has kept up with her extra-curricular activities fairly well. Which is why it came as a surprise when Maya was found by a teacher ‘participating in obscene acts with another boy inside the college premises’.

Basically, she was found having sex with a guy on the topmost floor of our college building (which is usually deserted). I knew that Maya had a somewhat sexual personality. But it came as a shocker to me too to know that she was doing it in the college!

The teacher, however, had not spread the word publicly. Maya’s father is reputed in the country and she thought it was best that she go only to the Dean of our college to discuss it. In fact, the Dean, the teacher and I (Maya being my source) were the only ones who knew about this incident.

So, one fine evening, after classes were over, Maya was called to the Dean’s office. Maya and I both exchanged glances when the teacher first informed her of this, neither of us knowing what to expect. Will she be expelled? Will she no longer be able to participate in competitions? Or will he tell her father? The questions were on her mind continuously until it was finally time to meet him.

The Dean had requested that they talk alone and the teacher had hesitantly left without an argument. Later, I heard that he had ordered people not to disturb him for the whole hour he was with Maya.

When a nervous Maya entered his office (wearing a tight white t-shirt, dark blue skinny jeans accentuating her waist, and just bra and panties underneath), the Dean was sitting on his plush leather chair and was waiting for her. He smiled and offered her the seat opposite his desk, and Maya sat down gingerly.

The Dean is a man in his mid-fifties. He is tall, about 6 feet, and has a head full of black hair (impressive for a fifty-year-old man).

Well, he is not so attractive anymore, but you could tell he was when he was younger. He is not that fit either and has an average body, though in the pictures hung up on the walls of his chamber does show that he used to be muscular in his days. The Dean’s mouth was always set in a grim line and not a lot of people had seen him without the serious expression on his face.

So, when a man of this stature and aura gets up from his chair and looks down upon you, you can’t help much but be fearful. And that was exactly what happened to Maya.

Maya looked up at him, her hands slightly shaking as he walked across from this desk and stood next to her as he looked down upon her. He didn’t say anything but he kept on staring, and Maya realized that his gaze was not on her eyes but on the cleavage which was so visible from where he was standing.

Maya crossed her arms slowly, subtly trying to hide her cleavage. He continued looking down at her until he finally spoke.

“I heard about what you did, Maya. And I don’t think of it well”, he said which was all it took for tears to roll down Maya’s cheeks.

“I am so sorry, Sir. I promise it would NEVER happen again. Please, just please don’t rusticate me. Or tell my father”, Maya pleaded as she stifled her sobs while speaking.

He slowly leaned against this table, his arms crossed and looked at her. She was vulnerable and he sensed it, and this is when he offered her a deal she will never forget (or regret, for that matter).

“You’re an intelligent girl, Maya. You know what I am going to ask for. You’re beautiful and you’re young, and that body of yours is too.. fuckable for me to let go. So how about we make a deal? You give me what I ask for, and I give you my silence in exchange”, he said. His tone serious and his voice authoritative. It was clear that he wouldn’t have taken no for an answer, and if Maya resisted, it would be fatal for her (both professionally and personally).

Maya could only nod. Hearing the Dean use the word ‘fuckable’ and the offer itself had made Maya weak in the knees. She knew she didn’t have a choice and that she had to give in.

“I accept the offer”, was all that came out of her mouth.

Hearing this, the Dean suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him. She lost her balance and she fell on him, letting out a loud gasp as she did. His hands grip her waist firmly as she falls and they slide down to grab her lithe butt.

Maya looked up, not knowing whether she wanted to run away or to listen to her raging pussy which was throbbing behind her panties and pleading for him to touch her more. Her face lifted up and she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.

He returned the kiss, but even his kisses were rough and his tongue immediately shot into her mouth and firmly lodged itself against hers. His hands slowly moved to the front of her jeans and he quickly unbuttoned it and pushed it off her body.

With her lips still on his, she pushed her jeans down with her legs and kicked it away on the floor. His hands decide to slide under her t-shirt next, quickly reaching for her back and unhooking her bra with swift movements. Maya was surprised; she was not used to men being so firm and sure of what they were doing. She had never been with a mature man before and definitely not with one who had already been married once (he was divorced).

This turned her on more and she could feel the dampness between her legs. Her hands threw themselves over his shoulders and around his neck and her enthusiasm turned him on more.

Maya could feel his bulge pressing against her legs but before she could do anything to it, a loud moan left her lips as one of his hands squeezed her bare breast tightly while the other slid down and pressed her clean shaved pussy over her panties. Her body jerked up and he continued pressing against her clit, the fabric acting as a stimulating medium.

Soon, Maya hurriedly took off her t-shirt and bra with the enthusiasm of a girl who was going to experience sex for the first time. He smiled as he saw her so eager, and ordered her to place one knee on the chair she was sitting on and bend over. She followed his orders and put her ass up in the air, excitedly waiting for what was to come.

The Dean took off the coat he was wearing and loosened his tie. He sat down on his knees on the floor behind Maya and slowly took her panties off. Impressed to see that she was already wet, he parted he her ass cheeks slowly to reveal her butthole and a dripping slit.

He moved closer and Maya could feel his hot breath on her bare skin, turning her on more. As the tip of his tongue touched her pussy, Maya let out a squeal. It wasn’t that Maya had not been licked there before, it was just that Maya had never been licked like THAT! His tongue worked wonders as he licked the length of her pussy and slithered his tongue along to her butthole. Squirming, she pushed her body further against his mouth, wanting to get more of it.

Dean’s mouth latched on to her pussy. His tongue licked her pussy and inside it, making her moan louder than ever. His tongue was all over her and she could feel it lick her insides so firmly and quickly that it was hardly long enough before Maya was clutching the handles of the chair and biting her lip to give way to an orgasm.

Maya’s body was in spasms and she came into his mouth while he licked up her juices clean. She could feel his hands hold her by her ass and her trembling body calmed down after a while.

Getting up, he just pushed his pants down and freed his dick from his underwear. Maya, oblivious to this detail as she was facing the other way, was still awaiting her instructions as she lay there with her back to him and her ass still hanging in the air.

It was not until five seconds later that she could feel something round and thick rubbing against her pussy. She realized what it was and could barely get out a word before it was rammed inside her while a hand cupped her mouth. And thank god it did, because Maya let out a scream as his 7-inch cock was pushed inside her tight little cunt fully.

Maya was no virgin, but she had never experienced a cock so thick and long before. Her pussy was stretched wide and she almost collapsed as it entered her so suddenly (“His cock was so thick, I thought I was going to faint!”, Maya told me while recounting this incident).

Her hands were gripping the chair tighter now as he slowly pulled it out and thrust it into her again. And he repeated it, over and over again. And by the fifth time, Maya was so turned on. She was grinding her hips against his dick and moving it to the rhythm of the thrusts. The Dean no longer had to keep a hand on her mouth and his hands grabbed her waist and pulled her body against his.

“Your quite a slut, aren’t you?”, Maya heard him say as she pressed against him. “Well, you are my little slut from now, aren’t you?”, he asked. Maya nodded, getting wetter at the thought of being his personal sex toy.

Fucking her harder now, one of his hands goes up and suddenly spanks her bouncy ass tight. Maya’s body jolts and her back arches as she feels a burning sensation on her ass. She could hardly react to it before another one lands on the other ass cheek.

With pain mixed with pleasure, Maya and Dean both felt her pussy clench around his dick as Maya neared another orgasm. Her knuckles turned white as her hands gripped the chair too hard again. And she lets out a loud moan, murmuring,

“I am cumming, sir, I am cumming!”

The Dean knew he wasn’t going to last long after this. So, he quickly retracted his manhood from her pussy which was still leaking her juices. Grabbing her waist roughly, he pulled her down and made her sit on the ground. Still recovering from her orgasm, her slightly shaking body was taken aback as her mouth was filled with the Dean’s dick.

Maya saw it for the first time as it entered her mouth, 7 inches of pure solid brown muscle sliding into her little mouth. She almost gagged as it went further in. Her eyes almost rolled back in her head as it pushed against her throat. Still, she sucked on it (she had to; the Dean had a tight grip on her hair at the back of her head) slowly, taking in the size and the thickness of his cock.

Her tongue swiftly licked all over his seven inches, and she could hear his breathing get heavier. Her lips worked on his dick and sucked on him expertly, leaving him to wonder how many guys she has done this to.

Maya’s hands gently cupped his balls and massaged them and that sensation seemed to push him over the edge. Hot cum shot in her mouth and Maya swallowed every drop eagerly, still sucking on it as hard as possible. He was softly moaning and he kept on whispering:

“Maya… yes, yes baby, yes… oh god…!”

After he was licked clean. The Dean stood there, looking satisfied with her job and he finally let go of her hair. Maya slumped on the floor, still reeling from the whole experience and watched him wear his underwear and trousers. He straightened his tie and occasionally glanced at Maya, who had also mustered the energy to get up and get dressed. Once both of them were decent, he sat down and looked at her from across the desk.

“So, Maya, tomorrow same time?”, he asked.

Maya nodded again. But inside, her head was screaming a loud ‘YES’.

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Epilogue: Maya and Dean see each other regularly nowadays. Maya sees him as a mature man who knows what he is doing. She even termed him to be the best sex she has ever had. The Dean sees her as a twenty-year-old with a tight little cunt he could play with all the time.

They have done it everywhere by now: his house, her house, a restaurant, in a movie hall, his car, in deserted classrooms in our college and of course, the topmost floor of our building (no one is allowed to go there anymore, yet they both do when no one is looking). Nobody knows about them or Maya’s mishap earlier. The teacher was silenced with a hike in her salary and she never spoke of it again.

Maya, of course, keeps me up-to-date with her stories till now and I listen with fascination. Who wouldn’t? It was, after all, the perfect deal anyone can have.

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Ruhi had just turned 19 the previous day, which meant she was ready to take on her mother’s job now. Her mother, Sunaina, had always been a pitiful creature. She had led a tough life. But even such tiring circumstances had never made her dishonest. The passion with which she worked at hommes had been constant throughout her tenure of 20 years.

Ruhi, on the other hand, was nothing like her mother.

Ruhi always looked cheerful. She was childish. She looked at everything with a curious gleam in her eyes; as if she was seeing something for the first time. Sunaina was a full-time maid at Singh’s Palace. And now Ruhi was ready to take on her mother’s place in the mansion.

Mr. Jaiprakash was a man of principles. He had turned 78 a few months back. Though he was 78, he never looked a day older than 40. A few white lines in his hair with a salt and pepper beard. He was respected in the entire city. He had taken a certain liking for Sunaina and had always been kind to her and admired her tremendously.

After working for a few years, Ruhi now knew every inch and corner of the mansion. She knew that Jaiprakash was a sound sleeper., she knew his daily routine and she knew he goes to sleep at 10 pm and wakes up at 6 am. He goes for a walk at 7.30 am and has breakfast at 9 am. After that, he would sit in his office, work straight until 1.30 pm. She would bring him lunch at 2 pm and then snacks at 6 pm. He would come out of the office by 8 pm.

One day, she received a call from her cousin, Rakhi. Rakhi was in urgent need of 10 thousand rupees. Ruhi asked Jaiprakash for help. But he wasn’t in a position to lend more than 5 thousand. Now, Rakhi had helped her once when Ruhi needed money for Sunaina’s funeral rites. So, turning her down was out of question.

Without thinking twice, at 12 am, she tip-toed into Jaiprakash’s room, opened his drawer and took out the keys to his locker. And as soon as she unlocked the locker, Jaiprakash woke up due to the jingling of keys. He turned the lights on.

Ruhi froze. Her eyes turned watery. She didn’t know what to do. Jaiprakash was stunned by her act. After a few minutes of silence, he asked: “Ruhi? Is that you?” Ruhi turned around and said, “Sorry. I didn’t mean…. to..” Before she could finish the entire sentence, she broke down and started crying.

Jaiprakash was furious. He picked up his phone and dialed 100. As soon as he was about to report, she fell at his feet and kept crying.

Her breasts were touching his feet and her cleavage was clearly visible. Jaiprakash could feel his tent rising under the blankets. She kept saying, “Please don’t call the cops. I will do anything for you. I will even work for free, I needed the money urgently. Please forgive me. Rakhi needed mon..”. “Shhhh…”, said Jaiprakash. “Looks like I will have to teach you some discipline just like I taught your mother.”

Ruhi looked up and saw him staring at her cleavage. She didn’t know what was about to happen. She had been oblivious to sexual pleasures. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“You will have to do whatever I ask of you. Or else, I will call the cops. And your life will be ruined,” he said.

“Come here and lie on my lap with your ass towards me,” he yelled. And he pulled her towards himself tightly holding her left boob. The sudden jerk made her fall on his lap. He yanked her leggings and underwear down in one quick motion and hit her butt with all his might. Ruhi screamed. Her ass turned red.

“DON’T YOU DARE SCREAM, YOU DISLOYAL BITCH!” he said smacking the ass of his hot desi maid again. His penis was poking her tummy.

She was wriggling on his lap, which caused her tummy to rub his penis. He was getting more turned on. He wanted to make her wet. So without thinking much, he started caressing her butt and started running his fingers near her private parts. He inserted his finger inside her pussy and thrusted inside with a sudden jerk. She was caught off guard.

“Ahhh…” She moaned. He took his finger out and licked her juice. “This thrashing is turning you on, Ruhi. Looks like you’re enjoying my beating. It seems this punishment isn’t good enough.”

He tore her kurta from behind and pulled her leggings and panty off. She was in her bra now. He unhooked her bra and instructed her to stand up. By now, she had become his slave and was doing everything he was asking her to do. He had leverage over her. She cursed her stars. He stood up, kept his hands on her head and pulled her hair.

In one sudden motion, he brought her nose close to his penis. She could smell his manhood. His musky scent filled her nostrils up. She cringed. He groped her breast to make her submit. He said, “The more you resist, the harder it is going to be for you, Ruhi”. She had no other option.

She mumbled, “Yes Master, I will do whatever you want. Please don’t hurt me.” He now had Ruhi exactly where he wanted her to be. “Take out my cock and lick it like a lollipop.” She untied his pajama’s knot and pulled his underwear down. His 8-inch cock sprung up and hit her in the face.

She took out her tongue and licked the precum dripping off his cock. “Yeah, Ruhi. I will fuck you like my bitch, you filthy whore!” He took his nipples between her index finger and thumb and started pinching gently. “If I don’t like what you’re doing to me, I am going to pinch your nipple. Is that clear?” She nodded with his cock in her mouth.

She took his entire cock in her mouth. He put his other hand on her head and pushed his cock further into her mouth. Her saliva was dripping everywhere. She was gagging and choking. He was fucking her mouth and massaging her nipple. Soon, he was about to cum. He wanted her to remember the first time she swallowed someone’s load.

So, he stopped, pulled her hair and instructed her to lie down on the bed with her head dropping down the edge. He thrusted his penis in her throat. She was wriggling. Jaiprakash was mercilessly pinching her nipples which were already red and swollen. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He thrusted his penis further inside and came inside her throat. She could feel the warm liquid in her throat. She wanted to puke. But he wouldn’t let her.

He took his penis out. Cum from his penis was dripping on her face as well. She looked like an innocent slut.

In the next story, I will tell you how Jaiprakash fucked Ruhi’s pussy and ass.

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She looked absolutely stunning in her saree: the light pink chiffon was draped around her slender waist up to her shoulders as she twirled around in a floral blouse which accentuated her teenage perky breasts. Every inch of her body looked absolutely smooth and eatable- and I had plans to do just that.

Hey you all, I am Kaira and I am back with another one of my adventures with Natasha. You can read my previous story here or click on the author name under the title.

It had been a few weeks since I had taken Natasha’s virginity that evening but we had met several times since then. She would either drop by at my place or I would go to hers with the excuse of studying. But all we did was spend our time with our lips locked and maybe our hands groping here and there. She was not entirely shy anymore, though she still would blush or get flustered every time my hands slid under her pants or skirt to cup her pussy.

I loved how she was always wet every time my hands touched her panties; she was always turned on by whatever we were doing. Our parents admired and spoke about our newly-found friendship to each other but it was quite evident that they were hardly aware that we were so much more than friends.

One fine morning, I get a text from her to drop by in the afternoon to help her with the outfit she was going to wear for her school farewell. I was more than happy to oblige her by giving in to her request since it just meant I would spend more time in her teenage cunt.

So I come home from the college and change into something comfortable, yet sexy: a navy blue V-neck tee which showed a decent amount of my cleavage, white shorts which highlighted my toned butt and long shapely legs, and just a black bra and thong underneath.

I walk over to her house and ring the doorbell. A few moments later, an excited but flushed Natasha answers the door, wearing just a floral blouse and white panties. Her breasts were almost breaking apart the hooks of her blouse and her slender waist was accentuated with a bubble butt covered with just a thin cotton panty. I gape at her almost bare body and before I know it, she grabs my hand and pulls me in, shutting the door quickly.

“Someone could have seen me”, she exclaims as she stands on her tiptoes to give me a soft kiss on my lips, which were still parted with shock.

I kiss her back, my arms wrapping around her waist and playfully picking her up slightly. She giggles into the kiss and informs me that her mother had to go for a business trip for the weekend, and since her event was in two days, she needed my help to drape the saree.

I nodded, distracted by the ample amount of cleavage I was staring at, with her breasts pushed together against each other in her tight little blouse. She notices that I was ogling at her and punches my arm playfully.

“One-track mind!”, she reprimands me as she holds my hand. She leads me to her bedroom upstairs and shuts the door behind her.

Disappointed, but sure that I was going to get her out of that blouse and panties pretty soon, I get a hold of her saree which lay pretty on the bed.

I help her drape it around her, touching her eagerly wherever I could. She only responded with a laugh, and soon in a few minutes, we had managed to get the saree to sit wonderfully on her shoulders and around her petite frame. She moved around, striking a few poses in front of the tall, life-size mirror in her room.

“How do I look?”, she asks, adjusting her pallu in the mirror as I stand behind her, admiring her in the saree.

“Beautiful”, was all I could whisper as I moved closer. She looked at me in the mirror as I inched closer and blushed when I traced a finger down her bare back (which was artfully exposed by her blouse). “I think that it is only fair that since I helped you drape it”, I say as I place a hand across her waist, “I should be the one to undrape it”, I finish, turning her around swiftly to face me.

She looks down at the floor, smiling. I knew her silence was a ‘yes’, and I slowly trace a finger from her neck to her blouse, immediately pulling down the pallu so it drops from her shoulders. It falls to the ground and she looks up, anticipating my next move.

With a few swift motions, the saree and the petticoat both fall to the ground near her ankles. She bites her lower lip as she looks up at me and I lean down to kiss her. She returns the kiss, eager and sloppy.

I push her against the mirror with my hands grabbing onto her waist. She gasps as the cold surface touches her back and I take this opportunity to push my tongue in her open mouth. She graciously allows it to wander in her mouth and even rolls hers against mine.

My hands, meanwhile, were busy doing their own thing: they moved from her waist to her breasts and squeezed her breasts tightly before unhooking her blouse. I pull it off her and her tits spill out of their cage for my hands to engulf them. I could feel her hands unbuttoning my shorts and I let her, while my fingers pulled on her nipples.

She pushes my shorts down and I kick it off on the floor as her hands move to my ass and hold it sweetly. Her hard nipples were sore from all my pinching and pulling, so I decide to do it some more, only with my lips now.

I kiss her softly on the neck, which I knew she liked because every time my lips would even slightly graze her skin on the neck, she would gasp softly. Today was no different, and I could feel her breathing getting shallower.

My hands now traveled in sync with my mouth, going down till I slid my hand on her stomach palm-down, wanting her to know exactly in which direction it was headed to. Her lips were parted and her eyes were closed, and I see her tongue licking her lips as she felt my hand go south and disappear behind the panties.

Moaning out loud as she felt my fingers come into contact with her clitoris, she grabbed my tits hard from over my t-shirt. Excited to get this reaction out of her, my mouth envelopes her breasts and starts sucking on them. She trembles as my mouth and my hand work on her body, my fingers pressing hard against her clit and rubbing it faster in circles. Moaning, she manages to let out a sharp cry, shouting:

“I think, I think I am going to come!”

Grinning, I fish out my hand from her panties and look down up her as I let her breasts escape my mouth. She opens her eyes, furious at me for stopping and almost shouts at me, and that is when I kiss her again and kiss her all the way downtown.

My way of denying her an orgasm when she was so close was to signify that she was in my power, and she would be for all the times she was hot and naked for me. I could almost see her eyes well up at the thought of being so ready to cum, but being denied by me. Then I move down on her and sit on my knees on her carpeted floor, and pull down her panties with one quick pull.

I spread her legs wide apart as she stood there, squeezing her breasts hard so as to control herself from letting out that she was, in fact, close to an orgasm again. She was not going to tell me, scared that I would torture her again by denying it. But I had no such plans this time. I intended fully on making her cum hard for me.

My hands teased her as I caressed her legs, from her ankles to her thighs. My fingers dug into her inner thighs as I part them wide for easy access to her mound. Parting her pussy lips with a finger, I felt her jerk a bit as she felt the tip of my finger grazing her damp cunt. Her juices had already spread to her inner thighs and were all over her crotch.

Leaning in, I slowly flick the tip of my tongue on her vaginal opening, licking the whole length of it. She moans out loud, her body pressing hard against the mirror as she, with her eyes shut, could only feel what was being done to her. My tongue licked away all the juices around her pussy and my lips found her clit throbbing for my touch. I wasted no time in pressing them against it, sucking it hard. She lets out a loud shout, calling out my name.

I was busy servicing her clit while my fingers decide to a have some fun of their own and two of them thrust themselves into her tight pussy. They easily enter her, thanks to her overflowing juices, and she moans out my name again, pushing her body against my fingers to get more of them in her.

I continue fingering her, faster and harder every second while my tongue and lips worked on her clitoris as hard as they could. Not a lot of time had passed before I could feel Natasha’s pussy responding to my actions; it was clenching around my fingers. Knowing that she was close to her orgasm, Natasha was moaning loudly with each second passing and I only had to flick my tongue on her clit and roll it around it for her to scream,

“Kaira! Kaira, damn, yes, YES KAIRA!”

Her body shook into one of the most powerful orgasms I had seen her have. I don’t know if it was because I didn’t let her have her first one, or that she really enjoyed what I did to her body while she was standing, but her legs gave away and she slumped on the floor into my arms.

I held her gently in my arms as she sat there, her head on my shoulders and arms wrapped around my neck, trembling as her pussy let her know that it was fucked well. We sat there, her with her eyes shut until her breathing came back to normal, and me smirking, knowing that it was me who got her and her body so crazy.

“T-that was so good.. wow..”, she whispered as hugged me.

“But now… it’s time I thanked you for what you have done to me”, she says as she sits up and pushes me back on the floor.

I raise my eyebrows, propping myself on my elbows to see what she was going to do. She pulls up my t-shirt up to my chest, revealing my bra. She unhooks my bra so eagerly, it was difficult to notice when her hands had wrapped around my body and found the hook. Impressed, I grin at her as she bends down on my breasts and puts one of my 36C tits in her small mouth.

Her tongue works around my nipples and she artfully pinches one of them to make me gasp out loud. Cupping my breasts in her hands, she massaged and licked my nipples. I loved every inch of the attention she was giving to my jugs.

“Yes, that’s lovely”, I murmur while genuinely enjoying her mouth and hands pressed against my body.

Encouraged by this, she eagerly moves downwards and I instinctively part my legs for her. She smiled her sweet, knowing smile and her fingers soon tug on my panties. I raise my hip up for it to be pulled away and for her to see my bare pussy for the first time. It was clean and waxed which was something that I had always maintained ever since I was 12.

I parted my legs again, not too much- but enough to give her a full view of my exposed cunt. Eager to please me, Natasha leaned down on my pussy and gave it a tight lick with her little tongue. I moan out loud, the touch of her tongue making me feel a lot of different ways I had not felt before. After all, I too was a virgin and Natasha was the one who was taking it.

Her fingers began to explore my pussy, entering in swiftly (though, I must admit that she had easy access; I was leaking down there with my juices) and fingering me tentatively. She was hesitant at first and unsure of what she was doing, but a few nods and a moan from me later, she confidently maneuvered her fingers inside my tight pussy.

“Make me cum”, I whispered loudly between gasps as I tried to keep my senses with me while she played with my cunt.

These three words were enough for Natasha to be thrilled enough to press her lips against my pussy lips. I writhed and moaned on the floor as her tongue delved into me, and she avidly sucked on my pussy as she realized how much power she had over me, an older girl who had already made her cum several times.

It was not that she was an expert- but the whole nature of her efforts to please me, together with her enthusiasm and evident pleasure she was doing it with was enough for me to go over the edge.

It did not take long for her to bring me off, and with her name on my lips and my back arched, my hips jerked in spasms as I put both my hands on the back of her head to push it against my cumming pussy.

“Natasha, fuck me. FUCK ME, YES. I am cumming for you, babe”, I shouted out loud as I slumped on the floor, clearly exhausted.

Natasha crawled over me and lay on top of me, her hands on my waist while mine wrapped around hers. She could feel my breathing come back to normal against her own bare breasts as they pressed against mine. She lifted her head, gave me a short kiss on my lips and smiled.

Our sweaty and sticky bodies lay there for a while before we both decided that it was time we parted. She didn’t change into anything as she wanted to take a shower after I left, and I agreed that I needed to take one too after this.

She walked me to the door all naked, teasing me with her body, knowing that I was disappointed to leave, more so when she was saying goodbye to me without any clothes on. I give her a long, passionate kiss (and a tight spank on her firm butt for torturing me with a view I could not get my hands on for the next few weeks) and leave a happy, non-virgin girl.

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Epilogue: I quickly enter my shower, unable to get her naked body out of my mind. I could only imagine her lathered up in soap and the water washing it away. I could imagine the water flowing down to her pussy and another stream just sliding off her back to her ass. Next I enter three fingers in me as I make myself cum in the shower several times, thinking about her over and over again. Little did I know, that just across the road, she was doing the same.

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Hi friends, ye story mere reader ki true story hai jo main applogo to aaj batane jaa raha hu. Mere reader ka naam Rahul hai and uski sali ka naam me share nahi kar sakta, kyunki woh personal hai.

Uski sali bahut hot hai woh maine uski latest pic me dekha tha. Sach bolu to mera bhi man kar raha tha ki uski sali ke sath sex karu.

Ab story pe attey hai. Rahul ki sali ki height 5.6, age- 37 aur hot bomb- 36,30,36 hai. Ek dum maal hai. Woh ek housewife hai and uski ek beti hai. Uska husband marketing mein hai to mostly tour pe rehta hai.

Rahul ki sali ghar ka saara kam khudh hi karti hai aur dekhne mein bahut hi innocent hai. Kyunki woh Rahul se age mein bari hai to Rahul uska bahut respect karta tha.

Ek din usne Rahul se demand kari ki mujhe laptop sikha do and Rahul mann gaya. Rahul roj sham ko uske ghar jane laga laptop shikhane. Chalo ab naam bata he deta hu, uska naam Meenu hai.

Meenu Rahul ke ek dum close baith gayi. Rahul ki thighs se Meenu ki thighs ek dum chipki hui thi. Woh kisi na kisi bahane Rahul ko touch kar rahi thi aur uski tareef karne lagi.

Ab ye roj ka kam ho gaya. Har sham Rahul Meenu ko laptop sikhane jaata tha aur Meenu uske kabhi apne boobs dikhati tea dene ke bahane. Aur kisi na kise bahane se Rahul to touch karti.

Rahul abhi tak ye sab normal le raha tha but ek din woh aa hi gaya jab ye dono ek dusrey ke hogaye. Woh sham kareeb 7 baje Rahul Meenu ke ghar gaya.

Aaj Rahul ki biwi aur Meenu ki bitaya apni maa aur nani se milne gaye hue the. Rahul ne as usual usko laptop sikhaya aur ghar ko janne wala tha to Meenu ne usse rok diya aur bola aaj khana yahi kha lo.

Rahul – Theek hai, par..

Meenu- Par kya?

Rahul- Mujhe nahana hai, me naha ke aa jata hu.

Meenu- Yahi naha lo. (and bahut hi dabi awaz mein) Mai company de dungi.

Rahul- (ek dum shock hua) Kya kaha aapne?

Meenu- Na na kuch nahi. (aur hass padi)

Rahul- Acha jab kuch kaha hi nahi to me jata hu apne ghar.

Meenu- Nahi nahi suno kyu na hum dono saath mein naha le.

Rahul smiled and bola kya baat hai.

Meenu- Agar tumahri wife ko pata lag gaya toh?

Rahul- Aur agar tumhare pati to pata lag gaya toh?

Meenu- Nahi ye sirf hum dono ke beech mein rahega.

Ab Menu Rahul ke bilkul pass aa gayi. Rahul ne Meenu ke lips pe lips rakhey aur usko kiss karna shuru kiya. Meenu bhi pagal ho gayi thi, aaj uska khwab pura ho raha tha.

Meenu ne Rahul ki kamar pea one haath pheerne shuru kar diya. Rahul ab Meenu ko kiss karte karte bedroom pe le gaya and ab Rahul neeche and meeu uske uppar thi.

Meenu bahut garam ho gayi aur usne Rahul ke shirts ke button khol diye. Aur apni tongue ko suki chest pe ghumane lagi aur ek hath se Rahul ke lund ko pakar liya ek dum tight. Rahul ab Meenu ke boobs danane laga aur unhe masalne laga blouse se.

Meenu- Kya uppar se hi masloge?

Rahul ne Meenu ka blouse uttara aur uske boobs jo black bra mein dhakkey huey the unhe dabane laga.

Meenu- Jiju aaram se dabao ab ye aapke hi hai.

Rahul ne uski bra utaari aur uske left boob ko apne muuh mein lekar suck karne laga aur bite karne laga. Meenu buss aahh aah kar rahi thi. Jaise jaise Rahul uske boobs suck kar raha tha Meenu bhi Rahul ke lund ko tej se dabane lagi.

Rahul ne uski sarre upaar kari aur Meenu ki gand pe apne hatho se dabana shuri kiya. Meenu bhi josh mein thi. Usne Rahul ke zip kholi aur uske lund ko bahara nikal kar uspe kiss kari. Meenu ne uska lund muhh me le liya and suck karne lagi.

Rahul- Aaah Meenu aah bahut maza aa raha hai.

Meenu ne Rahul ki annkho mein dekha aur phir se suck karne lagi. Thori der mein Rahul Meenu ke muuh mein discharge ho gaya par Meenu abhi bhi bhuki thi woh uthi apna muuh saaf kiya and apbi saari ,blouse aur panty utaar di. Kya lag rahi thi Meenu

Rahul ne Meenu ko kiss kiya aur uski pussy mein finger dali, Meenu madhosh ho gayi aur apni eyes close kar li. Rahul ne ab uski navel pe kiss kiya and phir Meenu ki thighs pe kiss kiya and phir uski pussy pe kiss kiya muaahh

Rahul ne apni togue Meenu ki pussy pe rakhi and ussey lick karne laga . Meenu ne Rahul ko hairs se pakra and uska face apni chut mein ghusane lagi aur boli aah Rahul khaa jao isko aaj tak kisi ne issye itna pyaar nahi kiya. Yaar kash tum mere pati hottey.

Meenu ab discharge honney walli thi aur uski halat kharab ho raha hi thi. Ab ye dono 69 position mein aa agye aur Meenu ne Rahul ka lund muuh me liya sur suck karne lagi, Rahul ka lund ab phir se charge honney laga.

Ab woh Meenu ke uppar aa gaya. Aur apna lund Meenu ki pussy ke uppar jaise hi rakha toh Meenu bahut excited ho gayi aur boli Jijaji aa jao ander aur apne saali ko pura kar do. Itna kehte hi Rahul ne Meenu ke ander apan lund daal diya.

Meenu- Aah, fuck me hard fuck me hard.

Rahul ne apni speed bara di aur apna muuh Meenu ke boobs mein ghusa diya aur uske boobs ko kabhi suck karta to kabhi press karta. Usne Meenu ki neck pe kiss karna shuru kiya.

Meenu ne apni legs utha kar Rahul ki kamar pe lock kar diya .Dono ne apni speed bara di and Rahul aur Meenu dono hi ek dusrey mein sama gaye aur purrey room mein unke pyaar ki awaaz gunj rahi thi

Meenu- Ohh Rahul don’t stop aaj mat rukhna.

Rahul- Meenu I love you my bitch.

Meenu- Yes fuck me hard.

Rahul- Aah aah Meenu me discharge honney wala hu.

Meenu- Ander hi daal do me safe periods mein hu.

Rahul and Meenu ne speed badhai and ab Rahul ne uske chut apne paani se fill kar do. Ab dono ek dusrey se chipak kar let gaye and Meenu ne Rahul ko kiss kiya and thanks bola and Rahul ne Meenu ko thanks bola.

Yeh to inke relation ki sirf shuruwat hai, aggey ke kissey bhi batunga but ISS story ke review anney ke badh

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I am Raj from Bangalore, a software engineer by profession. Basically, from Tamilnadu. Any girls/ladies/aunties in and around Bangalore EC who are looking for sex/sex chat can reach me on [email protected].

Thanks for reading this story. I apologize for any mistakes in my writing. I am going to narrate an incident that happened to me six months back. This story will be a bit lengthy. Please read through patiently.

Six months back, I felt very bored and sex-starved. I badly wanted to fuck someone. I started using the dating app like tinder and Stranger chat. Stranger chat app was really good. I chatted with many people in this app. But guys if you are going to try using the app, be aware of fake profiles.

Coming back to the story, I still remember it was a Friday night at around 11.30, I was trying to find some stranger in the app. Suddenly I got connected to a stranger name Strawberry. Initially, I suspected it to be a male trying to prank me. Our conversation started like this.

Me: Hi Strawberry. I am Raj. 24 Male.
Strawberry: Hi. 28 Female.
Me: May I know your name, please?
Strawberry: I don’t want to tell

M: May I know at least where are you from?
S: No
M: Fine. Are you single or married?
S: Married.

M: What is your husband doing?
S: Army.
M: Oh great. When did you get married?
S: 5 Months back.

M: Super. Then your hubby must be taking very good care of you right?
S: Mmm.
M: Mm? what happened?
S: He left for army last month.

M: Ohhh very sad.. you must be missing him a lot then.
S: Hmm.
M: Don’t worry. When is he planning for a next vacation?
S: Next year.

M: That’s very long. How will you manage?
S: Hmm.

From this conversation, I understood that she is badly missing her husband and mainly she needs someone to satisfy her sexual needs. I thought I should give it a try. I somehow convinced her to meet me.

So I started consoling her. Immediately I built up a story and told her like this:

M: I understand your situation. Even I have a friend who is undergoing the same situation as yours. She is very close to me. She got married two years back.

M: Due to some official trip, her husband has gone to the US. She felt very bad and she was upset through the day. I planned to visit her on the weekend as she will anyway be alone and bored.

M: As I went to her home, we started talking and watching TV. She was feeling better. She has cooked lunch for me. We had lunch together. Then I decided to leave, by the time I told her I am leaving, her face again became dull.

M: Then she started crying saying that she misses her hubby a lot. I held her hands and started consoling. Tried to wipe her tears. Slowly I hugged her.

S: Wooow.. nice. Then what happened?
M: Do you really want to know what happened after that?
S: Yes yes. Tell me.

M: I kissed her forehead. She didn’t stop me. I took it as a green signal and kissed all over her face.
S: Then.
M: Kissed her lips for 5 minutes. Initially, she didn’t respond, slowly she started kissing back.

S: Mmmmmmmmm.
M: Then I removed her dress and kissed all over her body.
S: Mmmmm
M: I sucked her boobs then I made her orgasm two times by licking her pussy. She was moaning heavily. Then I fucked her completely.

S: Mmmm.
M: I came inside her pussy and slept beside her. She felt very satisfied. I saw that in her face.
S: Great. So nice of you.

By this time, I knew that she is in full mood. I thought this is the right time and asked her.

M: You want to experience the same? I know that you are missing your husband very badly. I can satisfy your sexual needs. You can trust me, your identity will be safe with me.

I was expecting a positive response from her. But She didn’t reply to me anything for 5 minutes. My instinct was saying that she will reply.

After 20 minutes, I heard the notification tone on my mobile. It was her message. she asked, How is that possible? I asked her where is she from?

S: Mysuru.
M: Do you stay alone or with in-laws?
S: With in-laws, but they are out of town this weekend.
M: That’s great. Apartment?
S: Mmm.

I was on cloud nine hearing this. This reply showed that she was badly in need of a cock in her pussy. I decided to fuck her at any cost. Then I sent her my WhatsApp number and told her to text me.

I was eagerly waiting for her message. I got a message from her in Whatsapp which says,

Me: Hi Raj.
S: Hiiiiiiii dear…

I chatted with her till 2 am. I was not able to see her profile picture and status. I sent my pictures to her. I promised her that I will keep her identity a secret. Then she sent her pics.

Oh god, she was damn sexy. Such a cute hot married woman I have ever seen. She is very fair and athletic. Whole weekend she was texting me. We were chatting about anything.

She shared her likes, dislikes, marriage life, her sexual fantasies, etc. I gained her trust completely. We shared our nude pictures. She was gorgeous. Her boobs were so big and her nipples were very dark.

I like dark nipples a lot. We planned to meet at her home. But she was very much scared of her neighbors in her apartment. So we decided to meet outside.

Finally, I traveled to Mysuru and met her in a coffee shop. She was super hot. She was wearing a black kurta. Then I took her to a hotel I booked. Fucked her completely and satisfied her desires.

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