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Hey peeps!!! Shak, 29 M – Happily single from Chennai, a newbie here. I have been reading amazing stories on this site and thought its time I shared mine.

A thrilling and unexpected experience at a mall’s underground/basement parking lot, with a married babe with the best stats and the love handles on her sides. I can still feel them when I close my eyes and rub my cock. She definitely was not my first and was not my last.

So let me dive into the story right away. This incident happened in one of the upcoming malls in 2012. Now imagining or trying to do what I did will land you in the security cams, so DONT!!!

It was a typical Chennai Saturday morning, hot and sultry. The best place to cool yourself is going to the malls which have amazing ACs and movie theatres. So  I got my bike and reached the mall.

Once I entered the mall entrance I had to go, as usual, round and round to find a parking spot. Yea even with all the free space directing you to go to the 2nd basement. Well got that parking spot and was about to park my bike when BANG!!!

Something knocked my bike from behind. I was sprawled on the ground and thanks to my quick reflexes stood up and saw what the hell is going on. Yup, you guessed it right!!!

A lady trapped under her bike like a dove caught in a trap. I told myself not to lose my temper. I bent down reached out to her and lifted the bike and kept it aside.

Yes yes, the lady. A beauty of gods creation wearing a pink skirt and a white top and her face covered with a dupatta. So I reached out to her hand and she held my hand shivering. With a worried look at me with those eyes.

WOW!!! I was like must be a bloody dream.  Guess she must have looked at my drooling expression on my face and asked, “Are you alright? I am sorry I skidded.”

This jolted me out of my senses. I managed to croak back, “Yes, I am fine.” While I was helping her to a stairway nearby, she was limping. The least I could do was offer her a smile and I made her sit on the steps.

She removed her helmet. It was like opening your most favorite gift on your birthday. As her hair fell on her face, she brushed it aside to reveal a picture-perfect face. Her breasts were going up and down due to the anxiety in the air.

I had to adjust my boner which was raging to be freed and plugged into this babe.

I instantly bent down and told her, “Do you mind if I look at your leg? You were limping.” She looked at me with those sharp sultry eyes and said, “No it’s just a cramp.”

But I just touched her foot and slowly rubbed it. The poor babe moaned and lifted her skirt revealing a bruise. Slowly I traced my finger on it and she was like, “Ouch! I think it’s sprained.”

I had experience in medical aid. I knew she just needed a massage, but my mind was saying maybe it’s your dick which needs one. So I slowly started running through her leg. She rested her head back on the steps.

She was exhaling and inhaling loudly getting her breath back. I didn’t let the opportunity go. I slowly rubbed the foot. As I was massaging her, she started letting out small and sexy moans. I lifted her feet and started kissing her feet.

The word which came out next stopped me. The moan which came out after the word made me go crazy. She said ” Pleeeeaaaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeeeeeee” and “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh.” I lifted her skirt higher and dived into the abyss of no return.

I licked her calves and traced it to her thighs. Then the pungent smell hit me. The panty was glistening with her wetness. She said, ” Please stop.” I knew If I did then things would be over. In a flash, I held her panty from the pussy area and tore it.

She yelped and then after I dipped my tongue she started bucking up and down moaning like a bitch in heat. I lapped up her juices and she starts fucking my face with her pussy like there is no tomorrow. Yes, on one side I was thinking heck if someone saw us and took a video – we are screwed.

But then my instinct took over me. I got up and removed my pant. I released my dick and held her face. I choked her with my cock into her sweet hole she called a mouth. I looked down and the scene was something you would love to take to your grave.

She was looking at me a with lust filled eyes. I knew it was now or never. l took my lubricated cock and she held my cock as I guided into her pussy. As my throbbing cock pounded her. I started necking her nibbling her ears.

She held my back and dug her nails deep, I slid her white top on one side and then her mangalsutra (Thaali) appeared. I was like driving over the edge. I pounded so hard, the bloody parking lot just echoed with this piece of lust being under me.

Then the drama occurred, will I was pumping I saw a couple emerging out of the exit. The chick had a shocked expression on her face and the guy looked at us and pulled her back to the wall. Looks like looking at my actions I had released the caged beast in him.

He started ravaging her. While he was doing that, the slut was looking at me as I pounded my way. I couldn’t bear the exhibition and the constant staring. I said, “ I am CUMMING.”

She pushed me and like a freaking animal, she swallowed my cock and made me spill my cum into her mouth. She drank every drop of it. We both wore our clothes at once, but not before I passed my number to the amazing stranger babe whom I had met, licked, and pounded.

Yes!!! She did call me. And she introduced me to a few more goddesses. I will write about those sexcapades sometime later.

I know It was quite a lengthy story, hope it met your expectations. I would also like to thank Neha, who encouraged me and told my story was good. I would like to apologize to her and hope she unblocks me and pings me in Hangouts soon

Guys, looking for your feedback and mainly the ladies in and around this beautiful Chennai city and Bangalore. (I travel quite frequently there). So you wanna chat and make it happen. Start it with Ping or mail me on [email protected]. Yes, I know quite a few languages, so that’s not a barrier. Ciao!!!

We had been to the stores to buy bras for my mom. I told her that it’s my duty. While returning mom told me she is very happy that I am taking care of all her needs. I told her that it’s my duty.

On that night, nothing much happened, we had dinner and went to bed. Next day morning, I was eagerly waiting for her to undergo measurements again. After we completed the breakfast, we started again.

Son: Mom, please take out your pallu.

She removed it and instead of keeping it in her hand, she dropped it on the floor. The moment she removed her pallu, I realized she forgot to wear the bra inside the blouse.

Instead of pointing it out, I encircled the tape on her breast and tried to take the measurements. I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to feel the breast again. While doing it again my fingers touched her soft boobs.

Son: Mom, you didn’t wear the bra (as if I just realized it)

Mom: Oh, my bad, I forgot to wear it.

I asked her to wear the bra and come back again. She went to the bedroom and didn’t come back even after 3 minutes.

I knocked on her door and asked what happened, she replied she couldn’t put the bra hooks again. I was happy. I told her to open the door so that I can help. She opened the door, and again she covered her breasts with a cloth.

I expected it anyway. While putting her bras hooks, I told her that I will teach her how to put it on her own, so that she will not bother me again. She said okay. I was thrilled. I didn’t show any emotions though.

Son: Mom, remove your bra first.

Mom: Noo, I can’t.

Son: Then how will I teach you?

Mom: Ok.turn to the other side.

I turned to the other side. She removed her towel and the bra. Covered her breasts with a towel and called me. I turned around and she handed over the bra to me. I asked her to turn to my side. She did it.

Here I am with my mom with just a towel covering her boobs. I can see for the first time, the complete shape of her BIG boobs, which she was holding using a thin towel. She was shy and not looking at my eyes.

She was very careful not to show any part of her boobs to me. I put her bra around her midriff and clasped the hooks, turned the bra cups to the front side and asked her to put the right bra strap on to her right shoulder. She was bit tensed, not sure how to do it without exposing her boobs to me.

Son: Can you raise your right hand?

Mom: Hmm

While she was thinking, I took her right hand and raised it.

Mom: Son, wait. My towel will fall (with some worry).

She immediately used her left hand to hold the towel. Now the towel is just holding her BIG boobs. I put the bra strap on the right shoulder and asked her to raise her left hand. She now used her right hand to cover her boobs and raised her left hand.

I put the strap on the left shoulder. I also tried to adjust her bra cups to cover her boobs. While doing this, my fingers were touching her soft boobs. I was so thrilled.

Now she just has to remove her towel. I was eagerly waiting for this opportunity. At any moment, I will get a chance to see her boobs. Now she told me she can manage and asked me to leave the room, to my disappointment.

She came out of the room and I was waiting outside. I saw her feeling very uneasy. I asked what happened.

Mom: Son, the blouse the very tight.

Son: Let me see.

Without asking her permission, I removed her pallu from her shoulder put it on the floor. She was surprised and blushed.

Son: This blouse can tear at any time.

Mom: Yeah, what to do.

She was perplexed.

Son: Mom, I have an idea, can you remove your first three hooks.

Mom: Noo.

Son: Mom, this is only for a few minutes, you can put them back after the measurements are done, otherwise, this blouse will tear at any moment.

She thought for a while and said okay. I felt very happy inside. I am going to see cleavage. She moved her hands on her blouse and trying to open the hooks. I also moved my hands on to her blouse and tried to help her.

Mom: Son, I can take care of it.

Son: Mom, this is very tight, let me help you.

Our both hands on her blouse trying to open the first hook. I am clearly touching her cleavage with my fingers. Finally, I am able to outdo her in opening the first hook. And gone ahead and opened the other two hooks.

There you go. Her CLEAVAGE is on full display. She was feeling very shy and not looking at my face. Her bra is not covering her entire boobs. It was a great sight for me. I started taking the measurements again.

I took my own time to measure shoulders, sleeves and other measurements, to ensure I see her cleavage as long as possible. Now I encircled the tape around her chest and tried to put the tape on her nipples. But as they are covered under the blouse, I couldn’t locate them.

Just to feel her breasts, I tightened the tape more and she said “ouch” and asked me to lose it a bit. After taking my own time to measure her breasts, finally, I noted down the number as 39.

She got relieved and started putting her hooks and pallu. Immediately another idea struck me. I said to her

Son: Mom, we have only taken measurements when your hands are in resting position, it’s better we take measurements in other positions also.

Mom: Son, is it required (by putting doubtful face)

Son: Mom, if we don’t do it, you will not feel comfortable while doing the household works.

While I was explaining this to her, I removed her pallu and dropped it on the floor. I started removing the hooks one by one. This time I was a lot more authoritative and careless in removing the hooks.

Mom: Son, we are doing this for quite some time. I have a lot of other work to do.

Son: Mom, it will not take much time, I will finish it in 2 minutes. While I was convincing her, I already removed her three hooks.

Mom is back with her cleavage display.

Son: Mom, raise your hands.

She immediately raised her hands, her BIG boobs pushed upwards giving more view of her boobs. I encircled her tape around her breasts and took the reading.

Now, I asked her to bend her back and try to touch her feet with her hands.

Mom asked if all this is required? I convinced her saying this is a best practice. She unwillingly bent her back and moved her hands towards her feet without bending her knees (just like a warm-up exercise).

Wow. Her BIG boobs are hanging like melons. With the top three hooks opened, this is the best sight of her boobs I had so far. I sat before her on my knees and encircled the tape around her back and brought the tape on top of her blouse, tried to keep it on top of the nipples.

It read 45. She came back to standing position. Before she says it’s enough, I told her just one measurement to be taken. I asked her to push her chest forward and hands backward. She pushed her chest forward.

Her BIG boobs pushed forward, but I asked her to do it more. She tried to push her chest more. In the process to my amazement, her blouse hooks gave up and her blouse opened fully. Giving me a full view of marvelous boobs with just her bra.

If you love this story, I will write the continuation. you can give your feedback at [email protected].

Let me introduce myself. I am Ganesh, living in Bangalore as a fashion designer. This is about how I seduced my innocent mom.

I am born and brought up in a remote village in Andhra Pradesh to an upper-middle-class family consisting of my mom (Anuradha) and my dad (Ramesh). My grandfather had a lot of property in the village, which was inherited by my father. My father died when I was 10.

I studied at my village till my 10th standard and then subsequently moved to the nearby town for 10+2. I was good at studies. My mom Anuradha is very pretty looking village lady with 38-36-38 measurement and 5 ft 5 inches height. She is very innocent and conservative lady.

Just like most of the village women in that place, she never wears a bra and panties. She was married at the age of 18 and she is 41 years old now. I, being the only person in her life, am everything to her. She has shown tremendous love and affection towards me.

She always gives me whatever I wanted in life and never said no to anything. When I started moving out of my hometown for higher studies she started crying. I had to console her saying, “I must study in a better college and get a good job to make her proud.”

From my childhood, I had developed a sense of liking for the fashion. So, I joined NIFT (Hyderabad) to pursue my long cherished dream of becoming a fashion designer. During my graduation, I developed a sexual desire for elder women. I used to spend a lot of time reading sex stories and especially incest.

I slowly developed a sexual desire towards my mom. My desire was to feel her body and see her nude. After my graduation, I joined a reputed MNC as a fashion consultant in Bangalore with a very good pay. My mom was very happy.

My relatives suggested that my mom come to Bangalore along with me. We sold all our properties in my village and brought a luxurious double bedroom apartment in Whitefield. We started living there.

During my childhood, she used to hug me and kiss me. But I never remember seeing her nude except her in blouse and petticoat. As I said earlier, she never wears a bra and panties. Whenever I used to hug her, my chest used to feel her breasts.

One day she told me that she needs to attend a lady’s functions organized by the apartment society. For this, she needs to buy new clothes. We went to a shopping mall near Marathahalli. She purchased a silk sari.

Mom told me she needs to give her blouse for stitching. We went to a lady’s tailor shop near my house, but it was closed. We enquired about the nearby shops. They said the tailor went out of station will not be available for the next couple of days.

My mom was very worried as the function is just two days away. I got an idea immediately. I told mom, I will stitch her blouse.

Mom: Son, how do you know?

Son: Mom, I am a fashion designer and I learned it as part of my course.

Mom: She thought for a moment and said okay as there are no other options left.

I was very thrilled. We went home, and she arranged for me the sewing machine and the sari. I bought the tape from the cub board.

Son: Mom, I need to take the measurement for the blouse.

Mom: She laughed and said, Son, you don’t need it as you can use my old blouse.

I was disappointed. But I thought for a moment and said, “Mom, this is a very old blouse. I have seen you in this blouse for a very long time. It will not give the correct measurements. And also, you are attending a function for the first time in the city. It should have a perfect fitting.”

Mom was hesitant and thought for a while.

Mom: Son, is this okay for a son to take measurements of his mom?

Son: Mom, this is absolutely normal. I am a fashion designer I take a measurement of ladies very often.

Mom thought for a while and said fine. I asked her to come before me and started taking the measurement for the shoulders and sleeves. For back neck depth, I kept it bit low. Now I asked her to remove her pallu.

She lowered her pallu and keeping the pallu end with her hand. Her 38 size boobs were on display. I could see some cleavage. Nipples poked through her blouse. I was feeling very happy inside, everything is going according to the plan, but didn’t show it in my face.

I took the blouse length by keeping the tape from the shoulder to the end of her blouse. For the front neck depth, I kept the tape at the top of the shoulder and drawn it to the center of her chest. While doing it I am touching her top portion of the breast.

Now I extended the tape a bit below and asked her if she is okay with the deep neck (So that I can enjoy her boobs whenever she bends). She initially was reluctant to agree, but somehow convinced her saying this is the current trend.

Now coming to the most important part of the measurement. ‘BUST’ I encircled the tape around her back and the chest and repeated it a few times. Mom was confused. But she blushed when she realized I am trying to get the tape on top of her nipples.

After I got it correctly, I tightened the tape a bit. She said, “Ouch, can you keep it loose, son?” I released the tape a bit. Asked her if it’s fine. She said its okay now. It read ‘38’.

While doing all this, my fingers were brushing her soft breasts. She didn’t mind it. While this was ending, another idea struck me.

Son: Mom, we missed one thing. You forgot to wear a bra.

I knew she doesn’t have the habit to wear bars. Mom blushed as the son is talking about her inner wears.

Son: We should take measurements with a bra inside the blouse. Why don’t you wear a bra and come?

Mom: (with a blushed face) Son, I don’t have the habit of wearing a bra.

Son: Mom, you need to start wearing bras. All the women in the cities wear bras.

Mom: She thought for a moment and said “we will see it next time”

Son: Mom, if you buy it afterward, this blouse will not fit. I would suggest we should first buy a bra and then take fresh measurements for stitching the blouse.

She thought for a while and said, “Do we have enough time for all this?” I told her even if I start tomorrow, I will still have enough time to finish it before the event.

We went to a women’s exclusive shopping mall near MG road. There were very few people in the shopping mall as it’s a holiday season. Most of the people have left Bangalore for vacations.

We asked the sales representatives to show bras. She showed a section where we can find ladies inner wears. I sensed that my mom was feeling bit uncomfortable and asked her what the matter.

She told me that she is feeling shy to have me with her to buy the bras. She told me, what others would think about it. I told her that we are living in a cosmopolitan city and nobody cares here.

We asked the sales girl to help us find a good bra. She asked the size, I told her its 38. My mom blushed. The sales girl showed us a couple of bras to choose from. I suggested mom go for the trail.

Mom felt a bit uncomfortable as she had never been into a trail room. After some thoughts, she went into the trail room by taking all the bras. I was waiting outside to hear from her. But she didn’t get back even after 5 minutes.

Son: Is everything fine?

Mom murmured something which I couldn’t understand. I asked her again.

Mom: Son, I am not able to put bra hooks.

I understood that she never wore a bra in her life and she was struggling. I sensed an opportunity and offered help.

Son: Mom, can you open the door, I can help you with the bra hooks?

Mom: Nooo.. (Said in a loud voice). Can you ask the sales girl to come?

Son: Mom, she is not here, she left somewhere.

Even though I can see her at some distance. I lied to her. She didn’t say anything for a couple of seconds. I was eager to get into the room and see her seminude body.

Son: Mom, we don’t have any other way, open the door. (with some desperation)

I suggested to her that she just have to show her back to me, nothing else. With a lot of hesitancy, she opened the door slightly. I quickly sneaked into the room and closed the door.

To my disappointment, she covered her breasts with a towel which was there in the trail room and showed me just her back. Her breasts were completely covered with the towel.

I couldn’t even see any glimpse of her breast. But I could see her complete back for the first time. I took my own time to put the hooks.

Mom: Son, now you need to go out as I have to check out how I look in the mirror.

Son: Mom, I will turn to the other side and you can check.

Mom: Nooo. Son, you need to go out.

Son: Mom, you need to try a few more bras which require my help anyway.

She thought for a moment and told me to turn to the other side and told me not to turn back. She removed her towel and checked the bra. I got very excited. Here I am with my village mom in a trail room, just in the bra.

But I couldn’t see anything as the trail room had only one mirror. I don’t want to take any chances with her. So, I didn’t look back while she was checking her bra. She changed herself into another bra and covered her breast again with the towel and asked me to hook the bra.

This went on and I couldn’t exploit the opportunity. I asked her to take the bra which doesn’t cover her entire breast. She resisted. I told her it’s the current trend and you will anyway wear it inside the blouse.

She was finally convinced. I paid the bill for the bras we returned back home. While returning mom told me she is very happy that I am taking care of all her needs. I told her that it’s my duty.

Things were going according to my plan.

Without wasting much time lets start the story. This story is of last week, of my busty chachi whom I did not fantasize before. But as I grew up and started watching porn and reading ISS, I started fantasizing about her.

Her name is Sunita and her age is 40. I masturbated several times thinking of her. Her boobs are just heaven. I don’t know about the size but her bra size is 38. I know because I have masturbated with it several times.

I have masturbated sniffing her blouse and I loved her sweat. She used to bath at night and leave all her clothes in the bathroom. After her bath, I would go to the bathroom and sniffing her blouse panty and all the clothes, I used to masturbate.

We live in a joint family. My aunt has two children, both are in college. It was a fine afternoon when my parents had gone out of town and chacha was at work. I and my chachi were alone at home. She was in her room and I was in my room.

I was feeling very horny. So I thought of masturbating. Then I went in search of her clothes from the washing machine. Luckily I got it. I came inside my room I did not close the door. I started playing porn videos on my TV as I was masturbating.

I closed my eyes and I was thinking of her and masturbating. Suddenly I heard, “What are you doing?” First I was ashamed. But then I remembered the stories I have read in which you get to fuck after you get caught masturbating.

I was not looking at her but then after thinking, I looked up. She was looking angry but I was looking at her boobs. I said myself that this is the time to take chance. She was shouting and I was looking at her boobs.

She said wait I will complain to your parents. Then I also shouted, “Yaar nahi control hota hai chachi ab kya karu mein.” (I am not able to control myself what can I do). She was silent and sat beside me.

Till that time my tool was hidden because as she entered I kept it inside. She asked me, “Don’t you have a girlfriend?” I said no. “Are you a virgin?” she asked. I said yes. She said me this is very common for your generation guys.

I said I am not able to control. Because of loneliness, I have masturbated sniffing you undergarments and blouse. She was shocked. I was afraid of her reaction. She asked what you like to sniff, my panty? I said no.

Then she asked then what. I said your blouse. She said just close your eyes. I became excited. I asked why but she said don’t ask questions. I said ok and closed my eyes. After a few seconds, I got the same heavenly smell of her blouse.

As I opened my eyes she was without her blouse and she had kept her armpit near my nose. I was loving it. I sniffed it but did not lick it. After that, she asked what else you like in my upper body. Pointing at her boobs. She opened her bra.

I was loving it. I kept my mouth between her boobs and was sucking her nipples. After that she asked now the upper body is finished do you want to go down to the lower body. I got aroused and snatched her panty and tore it. I started licking it and she was moaning like hell.

Her pussy was very tasty. It was my first time and I got very excited. After that, she said, “Ab aur mat tadpao.” She opened my pants. Looking at my penis she said your penis is bigger than that of your uncle. And started licking it.

It was just a heavenly feeling. She asked me to put it inside. I said I don’t have a condom. She said you don’t have to take tension I have taken sex pills. Then without wasting much time, I inserted it in one shot.

I was licking her nipples. I was going very fast and she was moaning heavily. She asked me to slow down but I did not slow down. After 10 minutes I was about to cum. I asked her then she said me to leak it inside only. We both were lying hugging each other.

She said to me that’s why I was telling you to go slow. Then she gave me a tablet and said now you will not cum soon. I don’t know what it was, within seconds my penis erect and she started licking It. I said, “Chachi I want to try anal.”

She said, “It is very painful. She said once your uncle started crying during anal.” I was laughing like hell. She said I was also crying. Then I forced her to do anal. She brought oil. I had seen in porn videos how oil is put.

Then I had put some oil inside her hole and some on my penis. Then I said get ready chachi for the toofani fun. She said I am ready. When I first inserted my cock inside her she shouted loudly and I also felt some pain.

Then I saw she was crying but I did not care and started insertion of cock again. She was moaning loudly. That was the best feeling of my life as that was the first time in my life I was fucking. That too, my dream Sunita chachi.

It reminded me of a busty porn movie. After 15 minutes I took my cock out and inserted it into her pussy she was enjoying very much. Like she did not get the chance of getting fucked. After 5 minutes I faded. This time I cummed in her boobs. She licked all of it.

After we finished she said now you don’t have to sniff my clothes If you want you can directly come to me. I said ok. I asked her I want to take a bath with her in the night. She said it is not possible because at night everyone is at home.

She said if you want to take bath with my sweaty body then I will do one thing. I will not take bath at night. We will take bath in the afternoon together. I agreed.

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Hyderabad 2018:  I was at my place doing some important works like always. I came across an email from a reader of ISS who happens to know about me. Well, I am sure must have read my previous works. She was funny, naughty and definitely worth talking to.

We became quite close in due time and from hangouts, we switched to  WhatsApp. The girl was pretty amazing with her naughty sense of humor. We finally confessed our true intention which is to have sex and the best part was -she is as kinky as I am.

She has some strange yet thrilling fetishes which I could never imagine. Our night chats had something in common. My hands on my dick and her hands on her pussy – while mine was hard, hers was dripping.

Our chats always ended with drippings of our juicy wet cums. We loved seeing each other’s cums. Our chats became voice recordings slowly and that turned even hotter. We even used to do some kind of sex role plays in the recordings, and that added fun even more.

In all these talks, we never showed our bodies. Our fetishes, kinky imaginations were enough to make us on top. But the day finally came where we decided to meet.

We met obviously at my Favourite place – GVK Mall and it was at Starbucks. Over a cup of coffee, I behaved like a true gentleman. Just having fun around the corner talking about our life, career, goals, and future.

Then we went to a place ( I won’t tell you where) on the bike. It was dark and luckily no street lights. Just a bunch of young people all around. We parked our bikes there and we went on a short walk, talking, making fun of each other.

She asked me to sing a song. I sang a song, she joined me. Before the meeting, we had a small challenge that if I happen to impress her with a song, I would kiss her nose (That’s one thing that I had access to).

So she said, “Well you won, You can kiss my nose.”  I had to kiss her nose, then I slowly kissed on her lips and she opened her eyes wider and shocked. I went back. She was like, “What did you do? Why did you kiss me on my lips?”

I said, “They were too attractive to ignore.” She said, “Idiot then why did you stop then?” Taking this as a surprise, I slowly kissed her lips, licked her lips and all she said at that time was, “Wow, your lips are so tender.”

We were engaged in that kiss for too long until the watchman saw us and we saw that he saw. We laughed and ran away from there. It was very funny. That’s all, the line crossed.

I had to drop her at home and throughout the drive, she constantly licked my ears sitting at back tenderly.  It was like a wow moment for me. From GVK to Dilshuknagar, she kept on licking my ears tenderly. I enjoyed the best moment of my life.

After 2 weeks, we decided its time to have a fuck of our life. We booked a hotel. I picked her from her home, a little far. We went and had great food. We came back to the hotel and we played some bottle rolling games.

As you know I am a great armpit lover, I made sure that every inch of her armpit is kissed during the game. Then it’s her turn and I asked her what should I do.

She said, “Come to the bathroom I’ll show you.” I said okay and we went to the bathroom. She asked me to sit down and I sat down. I thought it’s going to be a pussy lick – I was wrong. She peed on me, with her warm urine.

It was warm. I enjoyed every drop of it. She asked me to lick her pussy after that. I licked her whole pussy and she was on a high. We forgot about the game

We came on the bed. I tied her up and she was like a roaring lioness already. I licked her so bad that she just wanted me to remove the ropes. Then I finally removed the ropes and she fucked me back so good.

we shut the AC and we were fully sweaty, sliding upon each other. We loved it, we just loved that sexy sweat. Our sweat glands were so musky that it filled the whole room and that enticed us to fuck even more.

She came in my mouth, a huge load of cum. I had to drink it, rub my tongue back on hers. She licked my ass like a mad girl. I licked her ass like a madman. And I must say, she is the queen of blow jobs.

I came in her mouth as well, many times. The best part was, we know each others cum taste now because we were so engrossed in our juices. This time, she poured her urine and tested if I can have that, I didn’t turn back. I had that.

It was a challenge of hers and not mine. I had to win her challenge. We fucked close to 7 or 8 times from 10 am to 6 pm. We were sweaty with our juices and we bathed each other and left.

Besides this, I asked the girl if I can post it and she agreed. Well girls from ISS, not bad. You girls are worth every second. It was back in Feb and the girl is quite busy along with her career and we wish each other good luck.

Do I miss her? Not really. Why? Because there is at least one girl from here who approaches me and I never disappoint them. Life is not about just craving for past, its about enjoying the present. Don’t forget to email me.

Dear friends, today I am going to narrate another incident from my book of life which is capable enough of giving anyone a hard on. This incident is about a neighbor, named Dhruv, who moved in recently to an apartment next to mine. He must be 6 and got a nice huge chest and strong biceps. He is always in a loose shirt and trousers. We had a common balcony and common main entrance so it was inevitable that we greet each other whenever we cross paths.

So it has been almost 3 weeks and I used the balcony more often than him. My usual routine was to come from the office and undress till my underwear and go to the balcony with a cigarette (mostly stuffed with weed) and relax for some time. Dhruv only came to the balcony to water the plants or to talk on the phone.

He would simply wave to me and leave if he was on the phone and if he comes out to water the plants, then he would come to my side of the balcony and shake hands with me. Every time he saw me, I noticed that his eyes locked in my crotch area. I would intentionally try to hide that and he would come back from his dream fantasy or whatever going on his head and leave.

I was never very interested in knowing the details about him. Whenever we met, I just offered him smoke and he would take a couple of drags and leave.

On a Friday evening, while I was smoking joint, Dhruv came in casually and we started talking. I offered him the joint and he wanted to try so he took 2 drags and got a good hit. We were in a good conversation and then I came to know that he was 26 years old, unmarried, working in a bank and was new in this town. He didn’t have many friends in this city.

He asked me about my weekend plan and I told that I have a friend who might come later in the evening but till then I have nothing major to do.

Dhruv: Do you only smoke weed or drink beer too?

I broke into laughter and it was the first time the ice was breaking between us. I got up from my bean bag and said, “Let’s go and get some booze, I am anyways out of liquor and have a small gathering at my place tomorrow”.

He followed me and I noticed that he was focused on my bare body especially on my back and ass. I turned to see if he was following me and caught him redhanded taking eye pleasure from my body.

He noticed me catching him staring at my ass so he increased his pace and asked, “Do you work out?” I replied that I do not go to the gym but I do some warm up in the morning and go for a run 3-4 times a week.

He said, “Oh that’s why.”

Me: What?

He: I meant that you are pretty fit and lean and have a nice strong back and thighs.

Me: Thank you, brother. I see that you got a nice body too.

He: Yes I used to go to the gym back in Bhopal but since I am new here, I haven’t joined any gym.

While having this conversation, I was almost ready, put on my shorts and tee and was wearing slippers. He said he will go and get his wallet and lock his apartment.

Now I was following him and did notice that he got a nice back. I gave him a pat and squeeze on his back and said, “Bro, you are still good to go for another year without the gym”. He smiled and took his wallet and keys and we left.

We went to the nearby liquor shop and got some beer and I got some vodka, gin, and whiskey for the next day’s get-together.

As soon as we reached home, I started undressing and was back in my underwear. He said that he will go home and change into shorts. I said that it doesn’t matter as I do not have anyone coming to my apartment so he can just stay in his underwear. He said ok and removed his shirt and was in his vest right now.

His torso was really in good shape and I could see his nipples outlined from the Sando. I appreciated his nice body while lighting another joint.

He opened a beer for him and I said that I will share the first beer with him. He quickly grabbed two beer mugs and poured for both of us.

I finished the joint and was already high. We also finished two beers each and we were in some discussion.

He was lying on the bean bag and I was on another bean bag sitting opposite to him. I was noticing that his eyes were more focused on my crotch and every time I catch him, he moved his eyes. But, this time, I said to him, “Bro, anything with my crotch? I noticed that you are very interested in it.”I said this cupping my balls.

He smiled and said, “Your package is not unnoticeable, dude. I really want to see how big your tool is as I am impressed with the size of your crotch”.

He came closer to me and hesitatingly tried to touch it. I broke in laughter and he too now started laughing.

I said laughingly, “Why are you concerned with my crotch, how big is yours? Show me yours first and then I will show you everything.”

He quickly got up and removed his pants and vest. He was in his briefs now and was already pulling his briefs. But I stopped him and said, “Since you are stripping anyway, let me enjoy the view”. I winked and his face turned pink.

He stood there almost naked. He had a nice body. I could see the abs in the making and 4 were quite visible. His thighs were strong and calves were in good shape too. His tool was limped inside his Hanes briefs. I asked him to turn around and his ass was just not flat but also not very impressive. His back and wings were something to die for.

I gave him my detailed observations and he was quite impressed but still inquisitive as his concern was his crotch. I then told him to remove his underwear too and he did it. I was already in semi-hard state and he was in full hard state at that time. My dick was way bigger than his. I took his dick in my hand and started to compare it with my semi-hard one and it was exactly half the size.

I said, “I don’t want to make fun of you but I can’t hold myself from saying that you are a ‘Big body and small package’!”

He smiled too but with some hope. I dipped my underwear and now we both were butt naked.

Next part coming soon.

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I and Swetha had been together for over a year at the time of this story. We have a great relationship with the usual ups and downs. But I adore her and I know she loves me as well. Our sex life was great and a year into the relationship, I was glad we still had sex nearly every day and the heat hadn’t really died down. She has a beautiful body and a personality to match.

Anyway, back to the story. We were watching a TV show laying on the bed one weekend and I was playing with her butt absentmindedly. She has a great butt, curvy and round, a peach butt that I was blessed with.

Anyway, it was getting hard for me to concentrate on the show as the scent of her hair was wafting into my nose and it was starting to turn me on. I started kissing her neck trying to get her attention. She seemed too engrossed in the show and wasn’t really reciprocating.

Then I moved my attention back to her butt. I pulled down her shorts and started squeezing her gorgeous butt cheeks, slipping my fingers into her crack as I squeezed. I moved lower and bit her butt cheek.

“Babe.. not now!” she hissed in protest.

I smiled but continued on, softly kissing her butt every few seconds. I started kissing slowly towards her crack and I could feel her starting to clench her ass as she knew what I was up to. But before she could clench up entirely, I pushed my head between her ass cheeks and covered her asshole with my tongue.

“Babe, I haven’t bathed to- oh God!” she groaned.

I was in! She loved it when I licked her ass and I knew by her mid-sentence groan that she was enjoying it. I placed my hands on either butt cheek and started licking her ass profusely. She instantly relaxed her butt cheeks, allowing my face to go deeper between her cheeks and letting me lick her butthole.

She moaned, “Oh god.. I hate you! Yes.. eat it.. eat my ass.”

Her words were making me so horny. Gently, I placed my hand on her pussy as I continued licking her ass. I could feel her starting to get wet. So I started rubbing her clit and heard yet another moan. I sat up and she pulled her shorts down right away and lay back on the pillow, spreading her legs wide for me. “I love this woman,” I thought as I dived in between her legs and started kissing her inner thighs, biting and licking, teasing her.

She was heaving her pelvis up and down, trying to get her pussy to touch my mouth. I teased her some more, licking almost right next to her pussy but not quite.

She begged, “Don’t tease me, babe. I want to feel your tongue.. eat me. Please.”

Egged on by her words, I finally slid my tongue into her pussy, while making sure my nose rubbed on her clit. She gasped in ecstasy.

“Yes! Oh, gooooodd..”

I licked her passionately, sucking on her labia, flicking her clit with my tongue, thoroughly loving how she tasted. My mouth up and down her pussy so much that my face was covered in her juices and I just couldn’t get enough. I loved eating her pussy, especially because of how horny and wet it made her. Her juices and the sounds she made turned me on and made sex after so much better.

I pulled her up by her hands and she sat at the foot of the bed and leaned back. She spread her legs and smiled at me, as if in a trance. I kissed her on the mouth and she started sucking my tongue in a frenzy.

I explored her mouth just as passionately. She bit and licked me all over my neck and then placed a hand on my head and pushed me back down to her pussy. I crouched down and started sucking on her clit and eating her out yet again. About half a minute later, she suddenly stopped me, gasping.

“Wait.. wait.. babe.. wait. I need to go pee really bad!”

I was too horny to stop. So I looked up at her and asked, “Don’t ask me to stop, babe. I am so horny right now. Can you hold it in?”

“I have been holding it in. I can’t, I will burst any second!” she said, her face a picture of mixed emotions – wanting me to continue and wanting to go pee at the same time. And then I thought of something I will admit I have thought of before but never had the courage to ask. I continued licking her and just mumbled:

“Pee into my mouth. I want to drink it.”

I looked up, expecting to see a face of disgust. But, to my pleasant surprise, she looked like she was turned on by me saying that although she looked extremely hesitant.

“You’re crazy! I can’t pee into yo- ooooh,” I started sucking on her pussy, making her moan.

“I want to, I want you to pee into my mouth. And I want to drink every last drop.” She moaned at that.

“You’re crazy.. I don’t want to turn you off.,” she said, gasping.

“I won’t. It turns me on. It feels so intimate. I want to drink your pee.”

She gave up protesting and just leaned back, moaning and groaning. For a while, she didn’t move as I kept licking, and then slowly I felt a trickle of a slightly salty waterfall on my tongue. Aside from a slightly salty flavor, it tasted almost like water. But the fact that she had just peed into my mouth was a feeling I can’t quite describe. It was intimate, raw and sexy!

She looked down at me as if to catch any expression of distaste. I stopped, looked at her hungrily, and said, “I want more.”

She shut her eyes and I covered her pussy with my mouth. She began peeing, slowly at first, and then a full stream. I could feel it fill up my mouth, and I drank it, sucking on her pussy at the same time. She was quiet except for a few gasps each time my lips pressed down on her clit. There was a lot of pee and I drank all of it. It wasn’t anything like I’d ever experienced before.

Finally, after having drunk about five mouthfuls of her pee, her stream lessened and finally stopped.

I licked her clean, and stood up and pushed her back on to the bed. My cock was rock hard at this point and she pulled me by my cock and into her pussy.

She moaned loudly and I fucked her hard. She hugged me hard as I fucked her and bit my shoulder. We kissed passionately our tongues rolling over one another.

I raised her right leg and placed it against my chest and fucked her like that. I sucked on her toes as I made love to her. She looked at me and closed her eyes in pleasure, moaning.

“Yes, fuck me, babe. Your cock just fills up my pussy. I love your cock. I love your cock.”

Words like that have a pretty strong effect on me and I fucked her even more passionately! Her pussy was squishing at this point with both our juices.

She gasped, “I am coming I am coming. I want to come with me. I want your cum. Cum in my mouth.”

Next thing I know I feel an immense orgasm wash over her, let legs shaking and she gasped with each heave. I pulled out and went near her face. She pulled my cock into her mouth sucking softly as she continued to orgasm. I started fucking her mouth and she kept her hands on my ass, pulling me in closer.

I said to her, “I am gonna cum. Fuck I am cumming!”

She held my cock inside her mouth and I shot a load in and watched her swallow it whole.

We were both panting and I lay down next to her, spooning her.

She whispered, “That was so hot!”

I whispered back, “You have no idea!”

She smiled at me, said, “Lunatic!” and turned around and kissed me.

After a while, she asked me, “Did it turn you off at all? Drinking my pee?”

I replied, “Not even a bit, I loved it! I mean if I am honest I have thought of it before, just never had the courage to ask. How did it feel for you?”

She kissed me again and said, “Well, at first I felt really shy about it. But as I kept peeing and felt you drink it, just the feeling and the thought of you drinking my pee and wanting to, felt very erotic. It made feel so wanted. It was very intimate.”

I smiled and sucked her boobs. “I love you,” I said.

She smiled and hugged me. “I love you too,” she said.

“Can we do it again once in a while?” I asked.

“Yes, I want to. I will surprise you sometime” she said, winking at me.

I liked the sound of that.

The next day I was on the couch watching TV and suddenly Swetha came out and sat on my lap facing me. She started kissing me and taken aback, I just started kissing her back and held her. Suddenly, I felt something warm near my crotch and looked down to see she was peeing on me. I looked back at her in surprise and she smiled at me shyly.

“Does that turn you on?” she asked

“Yeah, it kind of does.”

“Good. Cause I like peeing on you.”

“Let me drink it. I want to taste your pee again.”

She moaned. “Oh god! I love you. Say that again.”

“I want you to piss into my mouth, baby. I love you and I love drinking your pee.”

She got up and stood on the couch, her legs on either side of me. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

Slowly, she lowered her pussy onto my eager mouth and asked, “Do you want it, baby? Do you want my pee?”

“I want it so much, babe. I want you to fill my mouth with your pee and I want to drink every last drop.”

As if on cue, she sent a stream of pee from her pussy. Some of it splashed on my clothes, my face and the couch, and so I covered her pussy with my mouth and started drinking all of her pee.

“I love peeing in your mouth. I want you to drink it all” she said moaning.

“Mmmm,” I said as I kept drinking her delicious pee. It is quite definitely an acquired taste but I was already beginning to really like the taste too.

She stopped peeing for a second and looked at me.

I said to her, “I want to drink your pee every day. I don’t want you to waste it in the toilet. And I want to drink it all.”

She moaned and rubbed her pussy on my face, face humping me. Then we got onto the floor because things were getting messy and we didn’t want to spoil the couch. She began peeing all over me, my face my clothes, and I drank as much of it as I could get in my mouth.

“Fuck my mouth, babe. I want you to fuck my mouth” she said to me.

I stood up, horny as hell by now and obliged. She took my hands and put it on either side of her face and said: “Fuck my throat”.

I held her face and started pumping my cock into her mouth, going almost all the way in, making her gag quite a few times. She stopped after a minute and said,

“Pee on me. I want to feel your pee on me.”

It was hard but I was turned on by her request. A tiny stream of pee started to squeeze out of my hard cock and fell all over her. She closed her eyes and let it fall all over her face and body.

She said, “Don’t stop. I want it all.”

She sat back on her feet as I peed on her and she looked at me, coyly. Then she raised herself, and while pee was still shooting out of my cock, she deepthroated it, so I was now peeing down her throat. This made me so horny I came almost immediately. She gagged and coughed spitting out cum and pee. I checked to see if she is ok and she took a breath and said to me,

“Never better”.

I knew then that our sex life was growing even better and more adventurous. I wake her up in the morning most days and let her pee in my mouth and she says it somehow makes her feel really beautiful. And that makes me happy.

I was always afraid that wanting to drink her pee would make her think it’s something to do with BDSM or humiliation. But having done it now for a long while, I can safely say that it has given us new ways to be intimate and erotic with one another.

Firstly my sincere thanks to the editor who read my previous parts and this one for publishing it. And my sincere thanks to all the readers for all the positive response and the critics!

Vihaan and Deepti both boarded the flight with each other’s hand very close. Deepti lay her head on Vihaan’s shoulder and kept looking down. Deepti certainly felt that she’s becoming more and more possessive with her son and didn’t think that it’s wrong.

Meanwhile, Vihaan was feeling more comfortable with his caring mom and was really enjoying this blissful life, He was also slowly reducing his masturbation and porn addiction. His mom has started to talk with him over the phone every hour and made sure that he never feels alone.

Both of them really enjoyed each others company and there was no barrier between them. Now let’s see how they unfold their vacation. After their tiresome flight journey, they arrived at the resort and were mesmerized by the atmosphere there.

Deepti: Yay, finally we reached our room and look Vihaan it’s such a beautiful nature around us.
Vihaan: Yes mom! It’s simply marvelous. We chose the right resort. I believe we have got plenty more to discover here and spend one of our best time here.

Deepti: No doubt at all my dear son.
Vihaan: Let’s fresh up and have our dinner. We got to view the street light atmosphere around the sea mom.

Deepti: Oh yeah! Give me a few minutes, I’ll just change and come.
Vihaan: You better be soon for this week at least. (teased his mom with a smile on his face)
Deepti: Hey, you got a lot of surprises in this week and get ready for the first one in some time.

Saying this she went to fresh up and after half an hour she came out and was looking for Vihaan. But he was out of the room looking the scenario. She locked her room and went out and saw Vihaan near the dining yard. She yelled and called her son.

Deepti: Vihaan, come here.

The moment Vihaan turned after hearing his mom voice he was shell-shocked. He saw his mom in a black color sleeveless tight dress. His eyes rolled out too wide and he was just drooling his mom. He finally regained his conscious.

Vihaan: Mom, is that you? I mean I haven’t seen you in these attires. You just look so hot. I cannot stop staring at you. (smiled seeing his mom’s eyes)
Deepti: (She actually liked his son’s appreciation and smiled back) I’m your mom so don’t drool too much.

Vihaan: (He knew that he was kicked back in a cute way) Yeah mom I know that, but people around us don’t know.”
Deepti: (Just tapped on his chest) Naughty boy. Let’s go for our dinner.
Vihaan: Yes mom let’s go.

He held his mom’s hand and guided her to the dining table and made her settle. Deepti was really touched with his behavior and was teary-eyed.

Deepti: Thank you, my dear son! You very well know how to take care of a woman.

Vihaan was just blushing and gave a rose flower to his mom. Both of them had their dinner along with champagne. They left the table and started to walk around the beach holding each other very close. Finally, both headed to their room.

Vihaan: Mom how was your dinner?
Deepti: I loved it dear and especially the way you held me to the dinner table. Love you, dear!

Vihaan: Love you too mom!
Deepti: Be back soon dear. Gotta change.

Meanwhile, Vihaan was still wondering how stunning his mom looked tonight and how her curves revealed her structure.

Deepti: What are you thinking son? Go change yourself.
Vihaan: Nothing mom. (came back in boxers)

Both mom and son were on their queen size bed. Just then Vihaan moved close to his mom and kept his hand across his mom’s stomach.

Deepti: What is it, son?
Vihaan: Nothing mom.
Deepti: Okay, now tell me how was I looking tonight?
Vihaan: I told you there.

Deepti: Is that all? Nothing else?
Vihaan: Yeah mom.
Deepti: Hmm.
Vihaan: Okay I got one more word to say but promise me you won’t give me those strength eye.

Deepti: Hmm, I promise!
Vihaan: Mom you actually ah actually looked very sexy in that dress.
Deepti: Thank you, my dear son! Btw which section made you feel it’s sexy?
Vihaan: Oh no, I’m not saying that.

Deepti: Now spill it. I’ve been so close and frank with you then why are you hesitating?
Vihaan: No mom it’s not like hesitating. I feel it’s not right to say.
Deepti: It’s just you and me forever then why you hesitate?

Vihaan: Okay, actually two section made me feel sexy. First, it’s your deep v cut and second showing off your left leg.
Deepti: My son has really grown up. He does admire the right areas. (started laughing)
Vihaan: Mom, now common stop teasing me. I really meant that. You looked super sexy!

Deepti raised her head and saw his son’s eyes. Vihaan was trying to look away. Just then Deepti said, “Look at me, son.” With some courage, he looked into his mom’s eyes. Deepti just leaned and kissed on his lips and said, “I love you, my dear! I’m proud that my lovely son has grown up so quick and knows how to take care of a woman.’

Vihaan was really shocked about what happened. He didn’t give a damn on what his mom appreciated. Sensing the silence from Vihaan his mom brought him back to reality.

Deepti: Hey dear, where are you lost?
Vihaan: Oh nothing mom! (but still, he was wondering what happened a few seconds ago)
Deepti: I understand son that you’re still wondering about what just happened.

Vihaan: No mom nothing like that.
Deepti: I know son and that’s quite obvious to think what just happened. But let me unfold what’s within me today. Please listen carefully.
Vihaan: (with interruption) What is it, mom?

Deepti: Shhh, don’t interrupt. Vihaan I really like and feel proud of the way I raised you. You’ve been very supportive to me since your dad left this world. You were just 12 years old.

Deepti: Despite all the hurdles which I faced at my work or in my life you stood near me and became my backbone. Even at home, you are caring enough to read my mind and bring me back to the normal mood after a bad day at work. You help me always at home.

Deepti: All these are very rare to unearth dear. I’m glad you got all these qualities. As a young guy, you had done some mistakes which are common in that age. Even I had done all those in my time too. This made me realize that my son is on the right track.

Deepti: What touched me the most is your innocence dear. I love you, Vihaan, and this is not a motherly one. I hope you understand.

Vihaan: Mom what was this? I’m speechless now. I never thought you would discover this side of love in me. I need time to think about what just happened and what you confessed.

Deepti: Take your time dear. I can understand what all thoughts are running in your mind, but don’t misunderstand me as a ‘slut’. Whatever I meant was from bottom of my heart and there’s no lust hidden in this.

Vihaan: Stop it, mom. I never thought you in that way. I’m just out of this world now. Please give me some time. I need to learn what just happened and reply.

Deepti: I just wanted to clarify it, dear. Look if you aren’t comfortable then let me know I’ll stop it right away between us. (saying this she tried to move away from Vihaan)

Vihaan: Mom you don’t need to move away and sleep. Just give me some time. (saying this he pulled his mom back again).
Deepti: Thanks, dear!

What’s gonna happen now? Will Vihaan accept his mom’s proposal or he has something else to say on it? Let’s us see that in the next part.

Adolescence is the most amazing part of life. It’s time when we explore many new wonderful things about our body and others’ body. Being a shy girl, I was not having much experience with guys but one incident changed everything for me. I had never remained the same again and I have no regrets.

It happened when I was in school, the time when we don’t learn much from the class and depend more on tuitions. In those time, I was very inspired by a new entrant, Dheeraj, who came from a different school to our class. Not only he was quite good looking, but he was also good at studies too.

I don’t know how but soon we became quite good friends as he lived near to my house. As an average student, I used to take his notes and try to get clarification from him on tough topics.

In order to improve the class environment, in the mid of the session, our class teacher re-arranged the sitting arrangement. She made us sit by our roll numbers and I happened to sit next to Dheeraj. I was quite happy to be sitting next to a bright guy who would help me with tough subjects but who knows that things go very differently.

It was quite a nice time for me and I don’t how and when things changed. I used to hold his hard cock during the classes. Since our bench was in the last row, no one would notice us; not even teachers. For most of the class, I used to grab his cock with my hand while he used to grab my G area, though there was nothing to grab. My boobs were also very small during those times, which he tried to grab too but not during the class hours.

Soon my hands were under his pants, grabbing his bare cock with my hand. I was kind of obsessed with his cock and always tried to keep my hand on his cock. Soon the idea of exploring his cock with my mouth came to mind and started occupying my mind like anything. Though I was so eager, I was afraid to ask for it directly. So I was in search for ways to do it.

Once I heard Dheeraj talking to a guy who was asking him to show his cock. Dheeraj told him to take the cock in his mouth. Though it was more of a boys’ fight, I got my clue.

Once I got an opportunity when only a few students were in the class. I asked him in the same way to show his cock on which he replied in the same way. I replied okay and it all became serious all of sudden! He opened his pants and underwear and his cock came out. Damn! It was so cute. My mouth literally watered looking at it.

He wanted me to suck his cock in the class but I refused as it would be very risky. So we decided to find the right place and then went to an abandoned place on the school roof. That place was very safe and my heart was pounding very heavily at that time. He again brought his cock out and I came on my knees.

His cock was very cute and quite fair too. I was dying to take his cock in my mouth but I was terrified as well. While on my knees, I asked him to swear to not to tell anyone. He confirmed that he will not tell anyone.

So I was all set to take his cock in my mouth. My eyes were automatically closed when I started taking his cock in my mouth. It was the most amazing experience to finally take his cock in my mouth. His cock was very hard than I expected. When I had the idea of sucking his cock, I pictured the cock as a soft thing, but it turned out to be just the opposite.

It felt like I had a very hard organ in my mouth but the taste of his cock and overall aroma was mesmerizing. After sucking it a bit and getting over my excitement, I took out his cock, which was fully covered by my saliva now. Then I started observing his cock, the thing for which I waited for months, in detail from every angle. I also looked at his balls too. I tried to suck the balls but I didn’t find anything interesting in them. So I concentrated back on his cock.

Though his cock was not very huge, I was struggling to take whole of his cock in. I tried hard to take whole of his cock in my mouth at once. His hands were firmly placed on my hand while he was enjoying fucking my mouth. He even stroked his cock in my mouth and I felt super amazing.

After a few seconds of stroking, I found some strange taste in my mouth. Initially, I thought it must be my saliva but after a minute or so, I realized that it came out of his cock as it was pulsating in my mouth. Oh god! What is he putting in my mouth, I was worried. It tasted so weird that I immediately took his cock out of my mouth and spat it out.

Even after I spit it out, I found some sticky liquid kind of thing in my mouth. But Dheeraj, just after I spat, grabbed my head again and stuck his cock in my mouth again.

Since I didn’t have any other option than to oblige, I again took inside his cock, which was oozing out that liquid again. The force he was exerting and the amount of that liquid was higher this time and against my choice, it got inside my throat too. He kept my head on his cock for around 20-30 seconds more and my mouth became totally messy at that time.

Though I spat it out, the stickiness was still left in my mouth. I wanted to rinse my mouth with water. So we left that place and I went and rinsed my mouth as much as possible. After rinsing it multiple times, the aroma of his cum persisted in my mouth, giving me a flashback of what happened on the roof.

Interestingly, all that was about ‘blowjob’ and nothing more.

In our later sessions, he kissed and groped me. He even tried to undress me but I didn’t allow him to do that. One thing that was common in all of those sessions was the blowjob since the idea of fucking was not so clear and welcoming during that time. Even though I didn’t like his cum, I did swallow his cum every time.

We were quite a hot couple then and soon everyone knew about us. Thus we stopped doing it so often at the school. Later we did in it my place where he fucked me for the first time.

Currently, I married another guy but those memories are still vivid and very special to me. Sometimes I miss Dheeraj, who is also married. Nowadays we are again in contact with each other and god knows what will happen if we make up our mind to do it all over again!

Hi everyone. This is Affy here 39 years old married and residing in Mumbai. For any comments and feedback please mail me on [email protected].

I believe sex is something that should have more of foreplay because it’s more satisfying and pleasurable and the female gets a good orgasm before the sex begins.

Now let’s come to the story which happened a couple of years back. It was with my cousin’s wife who has 2 kids and still looks very young. She is good looking and has an average figure. Yet something about her was very sensual.

By the way, her name is Amisha (name changed for privacy). She too stays in Mumbai. My cousin has a cosmetic shop is in the same locality as mine so whenever she comes there she always comes to my shop to have something or take away her parcel.

One day she saw me talking to one of my college friend at my shop. While leaving, she hugged me and gave a peck on my cheek which Amisha noticed. She came to me.

Amisha: Kya baat hai badi pappiyan jappiyan ho rahi hai.
Me: College friend thi.
Amisha: I think Affy she likes you because the way she hugged you kissed you.

Me: Don’t be naive Amisha it’s pretty casual among friends.
Amisha: I know there is a certain way to hug and kiss a friend.
Me: Show how it’s done among friends and lovers by doing the same with me.

I don’t know how I said this but it just came out. She was shocked hearing this. I was scared, thinking about what she would tell my wife and cousin. I apologized to her for my remark.

She just left my shop without another word. Few days passed and then I got a call from a landline it was Amisha.

Amisha: How are you? Please, can you come home? I have some issue with my mobile and it’s not working properly.
Me: What happened?
Amisha: I am not able to send or receive any WhatsApp messages and neither am I able to work on any other apps.

I knew what the issue was. But I didn’t tell her on the phone because I wanted to see her. I went to her place and when she opened the door it took my breath away. She had worn a chocolate color chiffon saree with a backless blouse.

She was looking so radiant. How I wish I could hold her in my arms and give her a kiss. She gave me the mobile and left for the kitchen to get something for me. I followed her to inquire about gallery back up.

I was staring at her while making the conversation. I was not able to concentrate on talking nor on mobile. I was lost in her and wanted to make her mine. Her boobs, which looked bigger on her thin figure, her silky hair and innocent face were making me weak. Then she called my name.

Amisha: What? Where are you lost, I’m talking to you.
Me: I was just thinking of taking back up of your data before formatting your phone.

I left and went to the hall. I sat on the sofa and started getting backup of her phone half-heartedly. She saw that I wasn’t talking to her much and wasn’t being myself. She was serving me the coffee. As she was so close, her innocent face and fragrance were making me crazy.

So while taking the cup, I spilled the coffee on my leg. There was a panicky situation. In this haste, she started rubbing a wet cloth on my thigh. While doing so, her saree pallu was down. I could see her deep cleavage.

Her boobs were jiggling due to being braless. Even in that situation, I was getting a hard-on. She insisted me to lower the pants so that she can see the wound. My eyes were on her boobs. She hadn’t covered her boob coz she was not aware of it.

While lowering my pants she saw the dent in my undergarment. Though the burn was slightly reddish, it was on my knee. Her eyes were going towards my groin. I pretended that I was in a lot of pain.

I took her hand in mine. She was sitting beside me, very close so that she can apply wet cloth on my knee. Her eyes on my rising penis were making me forget of my pain. I purposely held her hand close to my penis which was brushing her backhand.

Her breathing was getting heavier. Her boobs were rising on every breath she took. I pretended to be in a lot of pain. I removed my hand from her hand put on on her shoulder and brought her closer. I kept my head on her shoulder to bear the pain.

My lips were touching her collarbone. She then removed her hand from my penis and put it on my shoulder almost like half hugging. Her boobs were touching my chest. My lips were tasting her skin below the collarbone. My chin was rested on the upper surface of her boobs which were rising on every breath she was taking.

I knew if not today, it will never be. I had to make a move. We stayed that way for a few minutes. Then she was getting up. But I wouldn’t let her go. I didn’t want to break the trance we were in. I was looking straight into her eyes.

We both were aware of what was coming. I was pulling her closer to me, caressing her naked back. We both were breathing hard, there was a spark when our lips touched. There was hunger in us which escalated when we were exploring each other’s mouth.

Our tongues feeling each other’s thirst. Our kiss was a never-ending desire longing for each other. We broke the embrace, catching our breath and yet not letting go of each other. I started kissing all over her face, her neck, shoulder, her upper part of the boobs.

I could hear her moaning, I turned her around and started licking her back. I pulled the knot of her blouse with my teeth while my hands were covering every corner of her front body. I was feeling her boobs, her flat tummy. Her ass was touching my penis.

I made her sit on the sofa and I came next to her. The hunger grew within. We started smooching passionately. While doing so, my hand went to her thigh. I started grazing her thigh. While doing so, I brought her saree higher.

Now I went down to feel her smooth silky thighs. Her eyes were closed. I was devouring the beauty in front of me, kissing, licking. I could smell the sweetest aroma of her juice. The moment I touched her vagina above her panty, she shivered like a fish without water.

Moans escaped her lips. I lowered her panty and sat beside her, spreading her legs. I was grazing her inner thigh closer to her vagina and gradually started fingering her. I kept my thumb on her clitoris and started rotating in a circle.

She started moving her hips with the movement of my finger. With my other hand, I started fidgeting to open her blouse. Though it took a while to open with one hand, it was a pleasure in itself. When it did open, I was awestruck by its hugeness.

Her nipples were pointed and hard. Her areola was honey colored. I lick the nipple, circled it with my tongue and started sucking her hungrily. While the other hand was softly pressing her boobs. She was enjoying every action.

She then pulled me closer and took down my undergarment. There was a twinkle in her eyes when she saw how hard it was. She held it in her hand. Just a sheer touch of her on my penis passed current through my body. Now it was time to make her completely mine.

It was time for me to surrender to her, to make each other complete by being in each other. I lifted her and she smiled. This gave me an approval of me being her man and her my woman. I made her sit on the bed and removed my shirt.

I was completely naked whereas she was still in the saree. Yet she was looking so sensuous. No validation was required. By removing her saree, I know an epitome of beauty lies here under her saree. I got her free of her blouse and then I made her lie down.

Now it was time to make the beauty mine. The moment my penis touched her vagina she trembled with pleasure. I was entering the hottest valley. I started doing back and forth. She was doing the same.

Her body was oozing heat. I knew she liked it slow and none of the animal act would entice her. I wanted her to be in control of our lovemaking. Then she came on top me. The image of her still makes me ticklish in my groin.

She loved being on top. After a few minutes, there was an explosion. At the same time, when we saw each other, there was a contentment on our faces. This was just the beginning of our relationship.

Now every time we make love it’s always in a chiffon saree. The frequency of making love has reduced because her mother in law now stays with them.