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Hello to all the readers, I am Anupam, also known as Anupama, a 25-year-old male-to-female crossdresser. I started cross-dressing during my college days and now consider it a hobby. When in female mode, I prefer to be called Anupama. I am 5’5″ tall, have a wheatish complexion, soft skin with no facial hair, small breasts, and a round, soft bottom.

The story I am about to narrate happened when I moved from my hometown to a city to pursue a one-year Diploma course in Fashion Designing. I found a decent accommodation in a 1BHK flat, and the college was 5 km from my place. Initially, my mother accompanied me, and once things settled, she returned home. I had to commute to college by private auto rickshaw as I do not hold a valid driving license. I hired an auto on a monthly basis, and the name of the auto driver is Ravi, a 30-year-old married man, 5’6″ tall, and of medium build. He picked me up and dropped me off every day.

My daily routine involved attending college and then cross-dressing during the evenings. I utilized this leisure time to the fullest, as I had the secrecy and privacy to do so. I consider myself a beginner and am still learning the art of cross-dressing. I shared this secret with my female friends, and they supported me as well. It was more of the moral support that I required to continue on this journey.

While on the phone with friends, I used female gender words like “aungi,” “jaungi,” “dekhungi,” etc., and I communicated the same way even while in the auto. I knew Ravi was paying attention to these details, but I had a “no care” or “who cares” attitude, as we were both strangers.

My wardrobe includes sarees, suits, and kurtis. And after cross-dressing, I feel that there is an inner woman in me trying to come out. Everything was going smoothly; the only thing missing was sex. Even though I had a boyfriend back in my hometown, and we were in touch, the busy schedule didn’t permit us to meet. Anyways, I was in a new city and decided to explore myself, and this incident happened.

One Saturday, I purchased a party wear blouse for myself and asked Ravi to take me to a tailor for alterations. I gave the measurements, and we dropped the blouse to be ready in 2-3 days. It was a red party wear blouse with half sleeves, two shoulder straps, and a V-neck, which would go with any red saree.

The next day, my bad luck struck as my mother arrived and would stay for some time. On Monday, I got a call from the tailor saying it was ready before time. I couldn’t control my excitement and, after college, went immediately to collect it. My excitement reached its peak, and I wanted to try it on immediately, but where? I couldn’t do this at home, so I asked Ravi to take me to a mall or a hotel for an hour.

Ravi asked me the reason, and I knew he had doubts in his mind. I gave him a simple reason. He suggested a better option than a hotel or mall and insisted on going with it. He kept asking, and unable to decide, I was in two minds and unable to reply on time. Ravi jumped a signal and got caught by a traffic policeman. He had to pay a fine of 1000 Rs, and it was my fault; I felt bad for him.

Anyways, his idea was to save the money and review the blouse alteration work at his place. He was right; I should have listened to him earlier. I realized my mistake, but it was too late. Finally, he took me to his house, where he stayed alone, as his wife is 7 months pregnant. Immediately, I looked for his bedroom and locked the door.

Wow! The blouse looked magnificent, and it was a perfect fit. In the meantime, curious Ravi waited for me. After my trial, he prepared tea and asked me the whole story. Rather than making fake stories and telling a thousand lies, I decided to speak the truth. He got astonished as his doubts got cleared about me being a crossdresser. He asked for some proofs, and I showed him some of my pics.

I got some positive feedback like “sundar,” “sexy,” and “maal lag rahi,” which made me blush. I asked him to keep this as a secret. I felt joyous for myself but bad for him as he had to pay a 1000 Rs fine. After he dropped me, I reimbursed the fine, but he refused to accept. I requested him to keep it, but he ignored and asked me to throw him a party whenever suitable.

After my mother departed, I tried the blouse again. This time with makeup… and wow… I was looking stunning! Attractive enough to catch attention and sexy too. With this, my libido increased, and I started to feel the urgency to mate with someone. The month ended, and it was Ravi’s pay time. I remembered about the reimbursement I had to make. So on Sunday, I invited him for lunch at my place.

Ravi started texting me, and the first time, he asked for my pics. I thought he was in a drunk mode. And again the next day evening, he requested for the same. This time, I got carried away and sent two cropped pics. I got lusty comments and had actually seduced a sex-starved straight guy. He accepted the invite and insisted that I cross-dress as he wanted to see me in real. Oh my god! Seriously, this just lit me up.

On Sunday, I cross-dressed in the same V-neck red blouse with two shoulder straps. I used bra inserts to provide the breasts an instant lift, which created a very small cleavage. I wore a red embellished saree with a border, applied red lip gloss over my soft lips, kajal to make my eyes beautiful, wore a bracelet and a white pearl necklace, and colored my nails red. I looked stunning and hot! There was a knock on the door as Ravi arrived. He had lusty looks as his eyeballs gazed me from top to bottom.

Ravi: “Madam, app to bohot sundar lag rahi ho!” (Madam, you are looking beautiful!)

I was amazed to hear “Madam” for the first time.

Me: “Thank you!”

I served water, and my blouse cleavage caught his attention. I sat near him and handed over his pay along with an extra 1000 Rs. He didn’t accept and returned the extra 1000 Rs to me.

Me: “Bhayya, ye lelo, meri galti thi.” (Bro! Take this, it was my fault.)

Ravi: “Nahi, rehne do, Madam!” (No, leave it, Madam!)

Me: “Acha to fir kya loge?” (Then what will you take?)

Ravi: “Chai pilado, aur party kab karni hai?” (Give me tea, when is the party?)

Me: “Main chai, dudh sab pila dungi, bas ye rakhlo.” (I will serve you tea, milk, everything, please accept this.)

In the tussle to hand over, his hands touched my blouse, and I felt a shiver across my body. My saree pallo dropped, which left his mouth and eyes wide open.

Ravi: “Bohot sexy lag rahi ho!” (You are looking damn sexy!)

I was dumbstruck as my heart rate increased. He came near me and pulled me for a kiss. I did not hesitate as our lips locked. He sucked my red lips for some time and held me. His hands were exploring my open back. I felt like I was entering a woman’s zone. My hands caught his head, and I played with his hair. He moved to my neck region, planting passionate kisses all over. Oh, it was damn sexy. He was treating me like a woman.

Ravi: “Chalo na, bohot mann kar raha karne ka!” (Come on, I feel like doing it!)

Me: “(Smilingly) Mere saath?” (With me?)

Ravi: “Ha…control nahi ho raha.” (Yeah, you! I can’t control now.)

I held his hands and escorted him to my bedroom. He removed my blouse and released my small A-cup size breasts. His watery mouth moaned “SLHHHHH AAAHHHHH,” his strong palm pressed them, making me moan “OHHH.” My nipples were out, and he started to suck them one by one. I was in heaven.

He whispered, “Bohot din bad chhus raha hoo.”

He was getting to suck breasts after a long time. I could feel an erection in my penis as it was stuck in my panty.

Me: “OHHHS (and) AAHS,” all moans around.

He removed his clothes, and a well-built chest was driving me crazy for him. I could see a bulge in his underwear. He untied my saree and asked me to remove his underwear. As soon as it came down, out came his 6-inch-long dick; it was brown and clean-shaven. The veins were just running tight, making it a hard rock. The head leaked a little pre-cum, and my tongue sucked and licked the hole, starting to give him a blowjob. It was slow, and not all could fit in my mouth. He held my head and started to fuck my mouth with it. Ohh, I was just moaning and filled the dick with my saliva. My dick wasn’t able to control and could explode. I stopped.

His hot rod was 90-degree erect, and what a scene it was. I stood up, and Ravi caressed my stomach and fingers rolled in my navel. His hands created a sexy stimulation. I untied my petticoat and revealed the transparent lacy panty. And with no confusion, he removed it. He turned me, and my soft ass got exposed. He pressed the soft cheeks.

Ravi: “Chikni gaand hai, gaand me chodunga ab.” (You have a smooth ass, I will fuck your ass.)

Me: “Ha, please, gaand maro meri.” (Oh yeah! Please fuck my ass.)

I came in a doggy position, and he used Vaseline to lubricate my ass with his fingers. The first time, it was painful, “OUCH,” but no stopping now. Again, one more round was enough to lubricate it. He positioned his dick on my hole and stroked inside. I screamed, and with a couple more strokes, the entire dick went in a few seconds. I could feel the pain inside, and he started to fuck my ass.

With every stroke, I moaned in pleasure, “OOOOOOHHHHH.”

His body hairs added sensation. He changed his position and lifted his legs to push his dick further in. I screamed in pain and pleasure. He was fucking with great speed, making crazy sounds, “AAAAHHHH, OOOOHHHH.”

I lost body control as my hands and legs trembled, and I couldn’t control, and my dick exploded and sprinkled. With final strokes, he started to release his cum inside, and I could feel the hot white cum deposited inside my ass. We both exhausted lay for some time. His strong dick had just pleasured and satisfied me after a long time, and it was indeed a crazy session. Before I could get up, he got a call and left without saying a word.

To be continued in Part 2

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This is my first story writing, you can find it a bit long, I regret the inconvenience. Hi, this is Abhi, an IT Professional in Bangalore. This is a real incident that happened a few months ago when I went to Mumbai for a few months on a client site.

The heroine of this story is a school friend for whom I never had any feelings. We were together in the same class for only a year. It’s been 12 years since we last met or talked. She was married and had a child.

One day, from her social media, I came to know she has shifted to Mumbai. She has changed her job (which I came to know after I met her). I pinged her and planned to meet her when I’m in Mumbai. After some time, I got the opportunity for a client site, and I told her and decided to meet.

When I reached Mumbai, I started chatting with her and planning to meet. One day, we met at a restaurant. We were meeting after 12 years, but she was not much into talking. So, we had snacks and left the place. It feels like she met because I insisted. We kept chatting, but I never asked her again to meet.

After a few days, she asked me to meet at the same restaurant, at the same time. This time I met a totally different person, she was happy, smiling and talking a lot. We had drinks, and it was a great time spent together. After the restaurant, we went to the park, while sitting there, I took her hand and looked at her tattoo.

Suddenly she leaned on my shoulder and said, “Sorry for last time. I was upset due to some personal reasons.” I asked her about the problem, but she ignored me. We sat silently for some time and left for our homes.

After this, we started meeting frequently. As our offices were nearby, we went back home together. Her room was on my way, and we spent a lot of time together.

One evening, I asked her about her husband. I came to know she is getting a divorce, and that’s why she came to Mumbai to do the job. I feel sorry for her, and things have changed. She started opening up. It’s been only 1 month since we first met, and we started searching for reasons to meet daily.

We used to go to late-night movies. One day we were at the restaurant, and I was clicking her pics. I saw her deep cleavage. (Sorry, forgot to describe her. She was slim, average height, with a 32D-28-34 size.) I clicked that pic and showed it to her.

She made a weird face, but I ignored it. She said nothing, and we danced. I cum that night twice, thinking about her and looking at that picture, but no feeling, good or bad, nothing for her yet.

Till this time, everything was perfect. We were good friends, hanging out, spending time together, enjoying each other’s company. Days passed, it was Tuesday, and we were in the pub. It was off for her tomorrow, so we decided to party. We had drinks and we enjoyed the music.

She got a call from her husband (not yet divorced), she received it and got angry and upset. We ordered food, and she received another call, and she started crying while talking. I was sitting alone and waiting for her to come back. The food was on the table, getting cooled.

It took her an hour to finish all the calls, and she was in a very bad mood, crying heavily. We had food and booked a cab for her place. In the cab, she was crying, leaning over my shoulder, in my arms. I was trying to console her. We reached her place. I dropped her off, and she was fine now.

When I was leaving, she hugged me tightly and said, “Thank you, Abhi, for being there with me,” and everything changed. I left and reached my place, messaged her good night, and asked her to sleep calmly. I was not able to sleep that night, and I was not sure what was happening.

The next morning, I texted her to ask about her well-being. She replied, “I’m ok, baby”. We start meeting daily, giving hugs, kisses and coming close. One day, everything was going fine. We met in the evening and left for our respective places.

At night, around 11 pm, she called me and was crying and not fine. She had a conversation over the phone and was upset, and she wanted to meet. So, at midnight, I went to her place, met her and brought her to my place as my roommates were not there.

I was also leaving for my hometown tomorrow for a few days. We reached and went to my room silently without knowing anyone.

As soon as we entered the room, she hugged me tightly and cried. I hold her face and kiss her forehead, our eyes saying something more, but we stop there. We went to bed, she was in her red shorts and black Spaghetti, she hugged me, and I got hard, blood was running heavily down to my dick. She felt that and got excited.

We saw each other and started kissing. We kissed for a few minutes. This was not our first kiss, but still, it was something different from every time. We were kissing and eating each other badly. It was an electrifying experience, filled with intimacy and desire. My hands started moving, checking her curves and fondling her back. She was not wearing a bra.

She started rubbing me over my boxer. I started squeezing her ass, and she moaned with every press. We were kissing like there was no tomorrow, and she was over me. I took out her top and started playing with her boobs; they were big, shaggy boobs.

She started leaking as she was not wearing panties, and her wetness was coming over my boxer. We broke the lip lock, turned her under me. I went between her legs, took out her shorts, and started licking. Her pussy was clean-shaven. She was leaking badly and getting excited like hell.

She was moaning my name and requested to stop as she couldn’t control herself anymore. I kept on eating her pink pussy like her lips. Her pussy lips were properly visible, but she was tight. She started shouting, “Fuck me, Abhi… Fuck me.”

I started sucking her boobs one by one and gently started rubbing her clit and fingering her. Started with one finger, moved to two, and it was getting difficult to move them. She was so tight, like she hadn’t had it for a very long time. She was moving her ass in rhythm.

She again shouted, “Fuck me… please, Abhi Fuck me.” I closed her mouth with my hand and kept sucking her nipples and fingering. She had her first orgasm. She came over me and rubbed her clit over the tip of my dick in cowgirl style. I was playing with nipples, squeezing the tits and making her more excited.

She stops and licks the tip of my dick. I asked her to put on the condom, but she wanted bare dick. She positioned herself at the opening and sat on it. It started going in, but she was tight, so she pushed. She started jumping slowly, and it started going in.

It was one of the life moments that will be remembered forever. I was worried about risk and asked her to put on protection, but she denied and said she would take the pill tomorrow morning. We kept fucking in the same position for the next few minutes with her nipples in my mouth.

Now I wanted to dominate her, so we changed to doggy style. I started fucking her, holding her hair. She was moaning and having pain in her head. I held her waist and fucked her. The room was filled with the sound of ‘chap chap’ while I was hitting her ass.

She had another orgasm and wanted to rest, and we changed to the missionary position. I held her boobs, put her legs on my shoulder and started fucking her, and this time I was hitting her deep, and she was moving in rhythm. I was about to cum and wanted to cum over her boobs, and she was ok with that.

So, without any delay and taking any risk, I took out and she started giving me a handjob. I had cum over her boobs, and she was cleaning my dick from her nipples. This was the first and the best moment. She was resting in my arms, and we slept.

It was 2 AM already, and I had to wake up at 5. When I woke up, it was already 6, and she was awake and looking at me. We had a deep kiss and got ready. She left for her place, and I left for my hometown.

In the next stories, I’ll come up with my other experiences that I had during my stay.

I appreciate your patience and reading my first experience. I hope you enjoyed it. Feel free to provide any feedback. Also, Any Ladies for sex chat can contact. Your comments are appreciated. Reach out to me at [email protected].

Hello friends, I am going to describe here some events of my life. I am in college now. This is about me and my mom. We live in a coastal area of India, and I am not mentioning the place for obvious reasons. What happened between my mom and me started five years ago.

Let me describe my family first. We earn by catching fish and selling them in the market. I have an elder sister who was married eighteen years ago. After one year of marriage, she had a son. My mother also blessed our family with my younger brother one year after that.

Unfortunately, six months after my brother was born, my father passed away in a boat capsizing in the ocean. I was also very young at that time. Initially, my sister and brother-in-law supported our family. However, slowly my mother came out of the grief and took control of our family issues and earnings.

My father was tall, around 6ft, thin, and dusky. Me and my elder sister and I were also like that. However, the time during which I am narrating the event was very short in comparison to both of my parents. I was only 5ft 2 inches and very thin.

My mother, Meenakshi, is also a tall woman, very unusual for our rural community. She was around 5 ft 9 inches tall. She is also much fairer than we, and so is my brother. My elder sister, Taru, is also as tall as my mom. However, she is of thin build; she has a big set of boobs, around 36 inches.

She initially had 34-inch boobs at the time of marriage. I know because I had seen her bra size while I was helping her arrange the almirah. Her breasts grew bigger during pregnancy, up to 36 inches. My elder sister was the first woman who created sexual frustration in me.

My elder sister is pretty and her tits are huge, tight, and full of milk, but I was not actually sexually attracted to her. What made me frustrated was a desire starting to grow in me to suck and drink milk from my mother’s tits. I did not know anything about sex at that time.

But slowly my interests started to grow in my mother’s body. I would watch her waist and her big belly when she is wiping the floor or changing her saree. Sometimes, she would look at her huge cleavage between her two huge boobs when she was sweeping or washing clothes.

It was difficult for me to see her cleavage when she would stand and change her saree. However, being short was also beneficial. So, at least I could see my mother’s huge under boobs when she would stretch upwards. The best moment is when she would clean the fan.

She would stretch her hands while cleaning the fan standing on a stool.  At the same time, I would hold the stool from below for her support. At that time, I used to look upwards and see her huge tits spilling out from under her blouse and between the hooks of the blouse.

Her belly, with all the stretch marks, would be stretched with flabby fat. Her deep, round navel, dark like an endless well, would pop out from her saree. Her saree moved downwards due to stretching. At the same time, I saw my mom’s body, her curvy waist, and the sweaty folds in her waist.

Her blouse was struggling to cover her huge tits and cleavage. Her mesmerising fat, flabby belly and deep navel surrounded by the mesh of stretchmarks. My dick used to turn stiff and sometimes throbbing inside my pants. Sometimes leaking a watery juice, which I know now is the pre-cum.

While my mother is very tall, 5ft 9 inches, she is also a very large woman.  She is bulky, her belly is huge, flabby, and hangs downwards. I often used to see when she would change her saree at night while wearing the petticoat much below her navel.

It was her habit – the whole day, she would wear the saree much above the navel. While at night, before going to sleep, she would change the saree and also bring it down below her abdomen. Thus, her whole belly would come out in front of my eyes.

Her navel is not only deep and round, but also very wide – a good enough space to fit in a small lemon.  Sometimes, a little bit of her black pubic hair would peep through the gap below the knot of her petticoat. Even though my elder sister’s tits are huge, my mother’s tits were much larger.

My mother used to wear a 38-inch blouse earlier. But had to change it to a 40-inch blouse after my brother was born. Her boobs were heavy and would hang a little bit downwards. It pulled down her blouse and exposed more of her deep cleavage. She never used to wear a bra under her blouse.

When she would sweep the floor or wipe it, her boobs in her blouse would hang like two big green coconuts in a bag. They would sway like giant pendulums. Sometimes after her bath or during winter, I would seek her big, grape-like nipples.

They would poke like two big grapes pushing the cover of her blouse. Also, she became heavier after his birth. Even though she is bulky, her body is very strong. Her fats are solid, and her hands and legs are big, thick, and strong.

She had the world’s sweetest face and doe eyes. Yet she would look like a tigress when she was angry.

I was already frustrated with a desire to suck my mom’s tits. Even though my mom is fair, my Mom’s areolas are very dark brown. I think my mom’s huge boobs, each as big as a green coconut, match perfectly with her tall, bulky, and heavy build.

At night, she would sometimes completely remove her blouse and drop the pallu. At that time, I could see my Mom’s fully bare upper body, from her waist to her face. I would see her huge tits, dark big areolas, fat and big nipples. Her plump, flabby, and fleshy big belly’

Seeing Mom, her fleshy belly, deep navel, huge milk-filled tits – always gave me an erection. Literally, the time I would stay at home, my dick always remained erect. I used to hide that from my Mom by wearing tight underwear, unless it was bedtime.

Sometimes, I would lose control and cum inside my pants. But I did not dare to go to the bathroom in those conditions. Otherwise, my Mom would have known what happened if she had seen my wet pants. I would let that dry inside my pants.

Please comment if you had the same feelings for your mother’s tits or milk, or if you have played with her belly and navel.

Hey everyone! I’m Aamir. I’m 28. I have a small clothing business that makes me travel a lot in India. Most weeks, I’m in Bangalore or Chennai. I like new places and hearing people’s stories. I play football to stay fit. My friends used to say I was fun because I’m usually happy and funny. But I think they are just kind, and that’s why we laugh so much!

One day, an email popped up. It was from Maha Lakshmi, a lovely name. She was a 52-year-old widow and school teacher in Chennai. She found my stories on ISS and wrote to say she liked them a lot. To my surprise, her email also included an invitation to meet. Our first few messages back and forth were exciting. They were filled with hints and playful teasing, creating a strong, unspoken connection between us.

Our emails began carefully, but soon became much more interesting. We weren’t just talking about my writing. We discovered we liked many of the same things, had small curiosities about each other, and felt a stronger connection growing between us.

Maha’s first email said: “Dear Aamir, I found your stories on ISS, and I really liked them. Your writing is very sensitive. I teach literature and I really like your ideas. I live in Chennai. Would you like to get coffee if you’re free”.

I wrote back: “Maha Lakshmi, thank you for your very nice words. It’s truly an honor to know my writing was liked by someone. Chennai is a lovely place. I used to come every week or once in 2 weeks. Coffee would be lovely.”

Then we started to tease each other.

Her next email said: “A writer’s curiosity, I see. I wonder what kind of stories you want to find in Chennai. Maybe I could show you around… or maybe you want to explore by yourself?” She put a winking face in the email, which felt like a secret smile.

I replied: “Having a local show me around sounds much more interesting. Especially if the person has such a good eye for writing. But I have to say, I’m curious about more than just seeing places.” I stopped my sentence there on purpose, hinting at something deeper.

Her quick reply: “Oh? Tell me. My job as a school teacher is very busy, but I think I could find time for a truly interesting story. What exactly are you hoping to ‘find,’ Aamir?” The word ‘find’ felt like it had a fun, secret meaning.

And just like that, the excitement grew. Each email was like a gentle game, a dance of unsaid wishes and growing excitement. We both clearly enjoyed this, building a connection between us, email by email.

Our emails continued, and I felt a special connection growing. We talked about books and our lives. Then, she suggested we finally meet.

“How about my home for coffee?” Maha wrote. “It’s quieter. Next Tuesday, 4 PM?”

My heart leaped. Meeting at her place felt personal and exciting. “Perfect, Maha!” I typed back, trying to seem calm. “Looking forward to it.”

We confirmed the time. The idea of meeting her, and feeling her warmth in person, made me feel excited and new. The week went by very slowly until Tuesday, when I would meet her at her home.

I wanted her to like me. I put on nice clothes: a pearl white shirt with jet black pant. I made sure I looked very neat. I took hot shower, cleaned off body hair to feel fresh and ready. Then, I put on my best scent, Calvin Klein. It always made me feel good.

Her home was in Nungambakkam. I followed the map. My heart beat faster with each turn. She lived in an apartment building her home was in 3rd floor. As I walked to her door, I felt excited and nervous. I shivered a little, thinking how she’d look, and how it would feel to be near her. I took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell The sound filled the quiet hall. For a moment, I held my breath. Then, the door opened.

Maha Lakshmi stood there, and I gasped quietly. She looked even better than her emails made her seem. Her long, dark hair had a few grey parts and fell in soft curls down her back. Her dark, coffee-colored eyes shone. They showed she was very smart and also liked to have fun.

She wore a simple, nice saree. But the fabric just seemed to fall on her body in a way that showed how naturally attractive she was. I couldn’t help but notice her full chest, that flat part of her stomach where her belly button was just visible, and her thick, strong legs. There was a quiet strength about these features, hidden beneath her gentle way. She had a powerful pull, a warmth that just drew me in even before she said a single word.

“Aamir,” she said. Her voice was very soft, and it sent a little shiver right down my spine. She held out her hand, and her smile was so warm and welcoming. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine, Maha Lakshmi,” I mumbled, taking her hand which was very soft. When our hands met, a little shock went through me, like static. Her hand felt strong but gentle, and her fingers were cool. Everything smart I’d planned to say just vanished. Right then, it was only her and the huge excitement that had grown between us for weeks. She stepped back, waving me in.

“Come in,” she said, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. “I have coffee brewing.”

I went in. We talked for hours. It was easy. Maha Lakshmi was smart and funny, full of good ideas. She talked about books, life, and sad things. Her words painted clear pictures. I liked her, not just because she liked my writing, but for who she was, She had a deep, interesting, and warm way about her. As the night went on, our talks got more personal. Our eyes met often, showing we wanted each other more. “You know,” Maha said, her voice slowly, “I’ve never done this before.”

“Done what?” I asked.

“Invited stranger into my home,” she replied, her eyes twinkling playfully. “But you’re not really a stranger now, are you?”

I shook my head, “No, I guess I’m not.”

“And you know,” she added, “your stories often talk about wanting things, but in a real and soft way. That mix is rare.” I smiled, “Thanks. I try to write truthfully, to show all the mixed-up human feelings.”

She nodded, her eyes glinting in the fading light. “You succeed. It’s why I connected with your work so deeply.”

It got quiet, and there was a strong feeling between us. I looked at her, at how the light fell on her, and how her saree showed her figure. She was very beautiful in a special, lasting way.

Without thinking, I reached out and touched her hand. She looked at me, and for a moment, time stopped. Then, she slowly came closer and kissed me. It was soft but exciting.

My heart beat fast. I pulled her close. My hands went down her back. I felt her warm skin through her thin dress. She pushed against me. Her body was soft but strong. Her chest pressed into mine. I felt her heart beating fast, just like mine.

“Come with me,” she whispered in my ear.

I knew where we were going. I followed her. I felt excited. She took me to her bedroom. When the door closed, Maha Lakshmi looked at me. Her eyes showed she wanted me too. She reached up and put her fingers in my hair. She pulled me down for another kiss. This kiss was deeper and faster. Our tongues touched as we kissed.

My hands moved on her body. I felt her hips and breasts. She was shaking. She wanted me a lot. She was a woman who knew what she liked, and now, she wanted me.

“Take off my saree,” she said, her voice full of wanting.

I did it. My fingers shook a little as I untied the knots. The fabric fell to the floor. She stood in front of me. She only had on a simple top and underskirt. Her body showed the beauty of getting older. Her breasts were big and full, her nipples hard. Her waist was thin, her belly button flat and nice. Her thighs were thick and strong. Her hips curved nicely into a round, firm ass.

I took a deep breath. She was more beautiful than I thought. I moved closer. My hands went over her body. I liked how her skin felt. I kissed her neck, then her shoulders. My lips went down to her breasts. I put one nipple in my mouth and sucked gently. My tongue moved around. She made a soft moan, and her head went back.

“Aamir,” she breathed out. Her hands held my hair. “Please.”

I didn’t need her to say it again. I got on my knees in front of her. My hands went down her waist. My fingers felt the curve of her hips. I kissed her stomach, my lips touching her belly button. Then I moved lower, my warm breath on her underskirt.

With a soft pull, I moved the cloth down. Her most intimate place was now open. She was already wet, and her pussy lips looked shiny from wanting without a single hair. My heart beat fast as I looked up at her. Our eyes met. She nodded, giving me silent permission. I leaned in and touched her clit with my tongue.

She gasped. Her hands went into my hair as I licked and sucked her. My mouth ate her up. I explored everywhere, my tongue going deep. My fingers played and teased her pussy lips. She moaned “Ahhhhh”. Her body arched, and her hips pushed against my mouth, my tongue going more deeper.

“Oh, Aamir,” she cried, her voice thick with pleasure. “Yes, just like that.”

I smiled while my tongue worked hard. My fingers went inside her. She was tight, and her pussy squeezed around me. Her wetness flowed a lot. I could taste her, sweet and musky. I made slow moan because I wanted her so much.

Maha Lakshmi’s body shook as she got close. She breathed in short, quick gasps. “OMG, I’m close,” “Pleaseeeeee don’t stop” she whispered, I could barely hear her.

I redoubled my efforts and went faster with my tongue and fingers. She screamed “Aaaaahhhhh”. Her body shook as she had an orgasm. Her juice filled my mouth. I drank her in, savoring her release, enjoying her release. My own excitement grew a lot.

When she was done, she pulled me up. Her lips met mine in a hard kiss. “Your turn,” she whispered. Her hands were already on my belt.

I let her take off my clothes. My shirt fell. My pants came off next. She stepped back and looked at my body. A smile was on her face. “You’re fucking hot,” she said softly, but with much praise.

I felt proud, but I didn’t have time to think about it. Maha Lakshmi was already pushing me onto the bed. Her hands moved over my chest. Her lips went down my body. She kissed my stomach, her tongue going into my belly button. Then she moved lower, her breath warm on my skin.

I groaned as her lips went around my dick. Her mouth was warm and wet. She sucked me deep. Her tongue moved around. Her hands held my thighs for 20 minutes she sucked like a pro. I was very hard and pulsing. She seemed to know just what I wanted.

“Maha Lakshmi,” I breathed out. My hands went into her hair. “I—I can’t wait much longer.”

She smiled. Her eyes had a playful look. “Then don’t.”

I couldn’t hold anymore. With a loud moan, I came. My body got stiff as I spilled into her mouth. She swallowed. Her lips moved up and down on my dick, getting everything out. When I was done, she leaned up and kissed me deeply. Her taste mixed with mine.

“That was… amazing,” I said, my voice rough.

She smiled. Her eyes were soft. “It’s just the beginning baby.”

“You’re amazing,” I said, my voice rough from wanting her. I moved to her. My hands cupped her face, my thumbs gently touching her cheeks. We kissed again. Our kisses got more urgent and full of passion.

My hands went to her breasts. My fingers found her nipples and rolled them softly. She made a soft moan. Her head fell back. Her body arched into my touch. I lowered my head. My mouth took one of her nipples. My tongue teased it. My teeth bit gently.

“Lie down,” I said, my voice heavy with wanting. Maha lay down on the bed, her eyes still on mine. I got on top of her. Our mouths found each other again. Our bodies moved together. Our hands explored each other. Our breaths mixed.

My hands went to her thighs. My fingers felt her hips, thighs, and calves. Maha opened her legs, inviting me in. Her body shook with excitement. I moved lower. My mouth found her pussy. My tongue licked her slowly, gently, playing with her.

Maha made soft moan, her hands held the sheets. Her body arched into my touch. My tongue moved in circles. My fingers opened her folds. My thumb found her clit and rubbed it softly. Maha’s moan got louder “Aahhhh Aahhhh”. Her body twisted. Her hips moved with my tongue.

“Yes, yes,” she whispered. Her voice was thick with wanting. “Right there, right there.”

I did what she wanted. My tongue moved faster. My fingers moved at the same speed. My thumb rubbed her clit harder. Maha’s body got stiff. Her back arched. Her hands held my hair. Her body shook as she had an another orgasm. Her juice filled my mouth. She squirted like fountain.

I moved back up her body. My mouth found hers again. My body covered hers. Maha wrapped her legs around me. Her hands found my dick. Her fingers wrapped around it.

“Fuck me,” she whispered. Her eyes stayed on mine. “I need you inside me.”

I did what she wanted. My dick found her pussy, she was very wet. my body pushing into hers. Maha moaned, her body adjusting to my size, her hands gripping my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin

“Yes, yes,” she whispered, her voice full of wanting. “Deeper, deeper.”

I pushed in further. My body moved in and out of hers. My hands held her hips. My mouth found her neck, and my teeth bit softly. Maha’s body moved with mine. Her hips rose to meet me. Her body shook with each push.

“Harder,” she whispered,. “Harder, please.”

I did what she wanted. My body moved faster, my pushes harder. My penis filled her completely. Maha’s moan got louder. She was screaming in pleasures, Her body shook with each push. Her hands held my body, her nails digging into my skin.

Our bodies moved together. Our breaths mixed. Our moaning sounds filled the room. My hands went to her breasts. My fingers found her nipples. My thumbs rubbed them gently. Maha’s body got stiff. Her back arched. Her body shook as she came again. Her juices flooding my dick.

After 45 minutes of hard fuck, my body followed. My dick pulsed. My body shook as I came. I collapsed onto her. Our breaths mixed. Our hearts beat together.

We lay together for a bit. Our breathing slowly went back to normal. Maha’s hands touched my face. She traced my jaw, lips, and eyes.

“That was… great,” she said softly. Her eyes looked happy.

I smiled. My hands went to her hair, playing with her curls. “It was,” I agreed. “And we’re just beginning.”

We spent the rest of the day touching each other. Our passion grew with every touch, kiss, and sound. We tried new ways, each one stronger than the last, bringing us closer. Maha’s body reacted to me. Her passion was like mine. Her body moved, and her moans filled the room.

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Hello friends, this is Praveen narrating a story about a wife betraying her husband with her boss and also making him a cuck by letting him watch how she enjoys another man’s touch. This is a long, slow story, so I request you friends to be patient and enjoy the story.

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Everyone was running around getting ready for work and school, and the house was flying with tiffin boxes, goodbyes, and kisses. A calmness intervened in the storming house. Madhuri sat back on the sofa, looking at the fan, wondering when it would run faster.

She let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, her eyes shut. Her mind was occupied with her next task for the day. A message popped up on her phone; she reached for the phone and found the message was from her boss.

Her face brightened immediately. Her boss, Mr. Aadvik, was proposing that they plan for the upcoming Founder’s Day and that they had planned to throw a party in the evening. She immediately replied, saying she would meet him at the office and discuss the proceedings.

Madhuri, with a faint smile, started her day at the office. She was the head of the marketing department and had joined the office when they were merely a startup. With her good skills and sharp, witty knowledge, she became one of the wisest persons at the office. She was reporting directly to Aadvik, the CEO of the company.

Aadvik respected Madhuri a lot for her wise and sharp decisions. They both traveled a lot around the city for business visits. Even though Aadvik is married, he is 4 years younger than Madhuri and looks smart and charming. Madhuri, on the other hand, was a splendid Tamil woman, a mother of one, and was in her early thirties. Her attitude and dressing sense made her outwitted.

Had to add the word “splendid Tamil woman” because no one could walk without taking a look at her when she was in a saree. That day, she was wearing a normal top that fit her body, a normal office wear one would say, but Aadvik somehow found a way to take a look at her shapely tits. Sometimes, he could even guess and identify the folds in her waist. It had become a hobby for him to read her body every now and then.

She popped a good morning message to him and requested a meeting to discuss the Founder’s Day plan. He replied immediately, “We shall discuss it on our way to the client meet.” They had some intermediate work at the office, and both of them started to reach the business appointment.

On the way, Aadvik was driving, and he had something hidden in his mind, scanning her at a different angle. She caught him looking at her repeatedly and inquired about it with a chuckle. They started to plan for the day while traveling. And quite a lot of times, Madhuri found Aadvik looking at her and having a cheeky smile, but she could not understand why.

At one point, she could not resist and caught him looking at her and asked him what was going on. Aadvik, with a faint smile, said to her, “You look good in your new dress.” Madhuri was in shock; she started searching over herself and around her but could not find a connection to his words as she had worn this dress numerous times to the office.

With a hard blow, it hit her: she was wearing a new model bra with net-like patterns on the sides and back, which she was trying for the first time. She was confused; if Aadvik was referring to her new bra, how could he have noticed? She was dressed all good. She became quiet and was beaming with anger. How could he comment about her bra?

There was silence for the rest of the journey. They reached the client’s office, and to avoid his gaze, she took the sofa across and sat there separately in the reception. The meeting went well; they were happy in terms of the business meet. Once again, after reaching the car, she tried to take the back seat when Aadvik intervened and requested her, “Please, I’m sorry. I should have behaved better. I didn’t mean to disrespect your modesty.”

She was furious; she walked past him and opened the side door at the front and sat back as normal, slamming the door hard, making a statement to him that she was not a cheap slut who could be taken for granted. She remained mum during the return journey. That day was so off for both of them.

Later that night at home, she tried numerous ways to show her new bra to her husband, but every time her excitement was let down by him due to numerous silly reasons. That day, she was furious to the max. She had attention from a distant person, supposed to be her boss, whereas her husband did not even care to listen to her mood or feels.

She went down to sleep right then; there was a message popping up on her mobile. It was Aadvik; he had confirmed another meeting with some other client and requested her to attend along with him. She replied with an “OK” and slept.

The next day, again, she was furious, shouting, and angry at everyone; no one understood why. She reached the office, and everyone found that she was a no-go person that day, so everyone stayed away. Like usual, Aadvik arrived, and they both started to meet the client. Even now, Aadvik was bold enough to look at her, admire her, and have the same smile as the previous day.

Her anger burst through the roof, noticing him admiring her. He was calm and composed and was noticing every detail of her. Halfway through the travel, the client called to inform them to come back after an hour as they had an unscheduled meeting. Aadvik and Madhuri were almost nearby, so they accepted to wait in the surrounding.

Aadvik found a local café in the neighborhood and explained to her about spending the spare time there and that they should discuss the Founder’s Day party proceedings. The café was almost empty, and they found a ventilated table at one corner of the café and chose the spot. They ordered for two coffees and were seated opposite to each other.

While sipping coffee, Aadvik was detailing her right from the tip of her hair to whichever place was visible of her body. Madhuri was very much obsessed with him and dropped the coffee mug hard over the table, which brought him back to reality.

Her face was very still, and not even a hair was flowing with the wind, respecting her command. Aadvik realized her state and asked her if there was any problem. Madhuri asked him straight away, “I’m not wearing anything new today. What makes you look at me?”

Aadvik, with a cute chuckle, replied to her, “I admire you right from day one. I have almost every reaction of you in my memory.

“Not to make you insecure or to doubt your fidelity, it’s my nature; my eyes wander at most unimaginable places and take quick photos of the images. I notice almost everything, and to my surprise, I am filled with beautiful things. I am not mad enough to reject all the beautiful things I see and be a god man. I admire it; it’s my nature. I can’t help it.”

He also added, “It’s been more than 4 years we both have been working together, but never have I made you feel insecure nor acted in a way to test your modesty. But I remember every beautiful face of you, and also, I can almost imagine what face you would make for every situation. I have so many memories of your beauty.”

Madhuri was shell-shocked by his reply. Even with all such confusion, she asked him how he noticed about her bra yesterday. Aadvik warned her that she might be even more furious and her thoughts and views about him might change from her point of view, so he would not say.

She insisted he tell her, revealing to him that she was already in a confused state and would like to know how. He, with a deep breath, took the chair next to her and, leaning down to her ears, spoke to her.

“The top which you were wearing yesterday had cross striped pattern nearby your shoulder and side boobs, exactly at the point where your bra cups ended and the netted pattern started. The stripes were in yellow color. With some sweat from your armpits, the yellow color became slightly transparent and revealed your bra. With some knowledge about the bra models, I could guess it correctly from there. I just needed a few confirmations… that’s why I was repeatedly looking at you.”

Madhuri was in a state of shock; she could not process the details which Aadvik was telling. Her forehead was sweating, and her fingers went cold. Her mind was struggling to accept that she was being noticed so closely. Aadvik slowly grabbed her fingers and clutched her fingers to his and called her name close to her ears. It was something very different for her; she jumped from her chair, took a few steps, and then stopped.

She was breathing heavily, acting like she had an anxiety attack. She took time to calm down. The biggest challenge for her was how to react from this point after knowing there is a pair of conjuring eyes every time to every inch of her body.

Aadvik, the master, has laid a trap for her, and now he is enjoying sitting back, looking at her going through her struggles. He is very confident that she will come back to him, wanting for more, and he could consume the prey slowly.

Very politely yet commanding, he called Madhuri. She turned back; he offered her to sit back. She came back and sat back at the same place; he gave her coffee back. She, with a straight face, asked him again, “What did you find in me today?”

Aadvik was laughing, as he expected this would be her next thing to ask. He spoke boldly, “You did not get the attention you expected at home yesterday. I even remember you brought another new model bra last month, and even you were not satisfied with it. You did not want to repeat it till today.”

He added more, “Even out of this most unpleasant situation of yours, my eyes took a note that your left bra has slipped and is holding your breast, revealing half of the areola outside. Your nipples are erect and pointed; if not, it would have crossed the bra beads and have roamed outside your bra.”

She immediately turned back from him, facing the wall, and adjusted the bra from the front and found out his details were absolutely correct. She could not turn back to him and stood there, facing the wall and herself. The master planner Aadvik was enjoying the struggle she was going through, and his mind was racing through all the sexy images of her all through these years.

He was telling himself, “All these years of struggle, watching her… finally it’s the right time to make a move over her.”

He called her, “Madhuri, please have a seat. We have more to discuss about the Founder’s Day works.” She made a strong mind and turned back, trying to battle her inner feelings and also cope up with the works at hand.

She never felt weak and vulnerable ever in her life. In the meantime, the client called back; they rushed to the meeting. While returning back, he offered to take her to a diner to have lunch together. She could have refused very easily, but accepted. Deep down somewhere, she was excited by the way he looks at her, the way he describes about her private parts right to her.

The place was cozy; they had a single sofa and a table, almost undisturbed and far from the normal sights of the people. Aadvik took her fingers and made her sit beside him. She sat down and very politely asked him what all does he look at in her.

He started describing her first day looks in a saree. He started describing her looks in almost every dress of her. She was listening very patiently. By the looks she had during the conversation, he understood that he has her in his grips now. He confirmed it by asking her to go to the restroom and adjust her bra slightly, that she will look even more appealing in this dress.

Madhuri was hesitant to go, but his idea of adjustment she found true and will add more justice to this dress she was wearing. She walked to the restroom, looking at the mirror, adjusted the bra, and to her surprise, she found her nipples were hard and waiting to be played with. Her panty was also wet to some extent.

She returned back with shyness, accepting Aadvik’s advice. He was looking at her melons popped up, looking so round and yummy, and providing soft jiggle every time she takes a step. He was so happy she finally surrendered to him completely. They both had a lot of conversations about dress style and lots of other stuff.

He was looking at her when he wished to; she started to enjoy the looks and attention he provides for her. They both reached the office; she was smiling around, always searching for his eyes. Most of the times, she would catch him staring at her private parts, sometimes her face. She responded with a deep smile back to him.

All about her and them changed. At night, before getting to bed, she received a text: “What dress are you planning to wear tomorrow?” from Aadvik. She became curious and started imagining herself in each dress and the way Aadvik would admire her or scan her body. It made her wet; she was glowing with joy and replied:

Madhuri: Not sure, no pre-plans which dress to wear.

Aadvik: Wear the Punjabi style top which you have in yellow color, matching with the new bra from yesterday.

Madhuri: Curiously asked, “Why?”

Aadvik: “You come by, I’ll tell you tomorrow in the office.”

They exchanged good nights and slept.

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Hello everyone, this is part 5 of the story. Please check out parts 1 to 4 for a better understanding.

My parents were out of town. Mahesh and Santosh made sure to use this time to fuck my asshole regularly. But then Santosh had to go back to his hometown. My parents were still two days away from coming back, leaving just Mahesh and me at home.

When Santosh left, it was just Mahesh and me at home for two days. My parents were still out of town. I was feeling very open and comfortable being a sissy.

I was only wearing a crop top and panties. Mahesh looked at me and asked, “Kritika, do you like the idea of older guys? Does it excite you?”

I felt brave and said, “Yes, I am okay with it. I like the idea of different experiences.”

Mahesh smiled. “Then, my sweet Kritika, I promise you lots of new feelings. Your mouth and ass will get many cocks.” He told me to give him a blowjob.

I pulled down his pants and boxers. His cock was hard and already had pre-cum on it. I got on my knees and started to suck him. The pre-cum was sticky on my lips when I pulled away. I licked his balls and the head of his cock like candy. I took him fully into my mouth.

Mahesh loved it. I sucked him for 15 minutes until he came in my mouth. The cum was thick, and I swallowed all of it.

Mahesh told me, “Kritika, if you want to meet other guys, go for it. Many men want to fuck sissies like you.” I told him I had tried gay apps but did not find anyone good.

He laughed softly. “A sissy just wants cocks. Do not waste your young, soft body. Let men use you. You will not be this age again, so enjoy it fully.” His words made me think about enjoying life to the fullest.

When my parents came home and I got busy with college, we did not have sex as often. We still had quick blowjobs, but dressing up and getting fucked was hard. Mahesh wanted me more and more.

One day, I really wanted to dress up and be fucked by him. I skipped class when my parents left for work and went to his room. He gave me a lace bra, panties and a short one-piece dress.

I shaved my body, put on makeup and wore my wig and the cute outfit. I went to the living room.

Mahesh hugged me tightly. He looked at me with love and said, “My beautiful Kritika, I want to destroy your ass today completely.” I said, “I missed you, Mahesh. Fuck me and destroy my asshole.”

He took me to his room and made me sit on the bed. He took pictures of me, telling me to pose cute.

Then, he started kissing me. It was very romantic because it was raining heavily outside. We kissed deeply for about 25 minutes to 30 minutes. He started undressing me until I was only in my bra and panties.

I took off his shirt, pants and boxers. His cock was hard and wet with pre-cum. He grabbed my body, my soft thighs and spanked my ass.

I got on top of him. I sucked his nipples, bit his thighs and took his cock into my mouth. He told me that I was the best at sucking his cock, even better than other girls and sissies. I felt happy and I thanked the sissy training videos I watched, but nothing beat the real experience.

After about 10 minutes, he told me he wanted to fuck me. He took off my bra and panties, put gel on me and started to push his cock into my hole in doggy style. When his cock went in, it felt amazing, like true heaven.

He took me to the mirror and fucked me from behind. He told me to look in the mirror and see how happy I looked with his cock inside me. He started fucking me very hard. I moaned like a bitch.

He made me bend over completely and fucked me until my legs shook. I could not hold the position. He moved me to the edge of the bed and kept fucking me doggy style, pulling his cock out and pushing it back in fast for two minutes.

He stretched my ass open with his hands. I felt my asshole wide open. He spat saliva into it.

Then, he fucked me in missionary position. I had a sissy orgasm, and my cock leaked cum. After some time, Mahesh also came into my mouth, and I swallowed it all.

We lay naked in bed. Mahesh told me he wanted to see me have sex with another sissy. I was excited. He said he got turned on when I kissed Shreya. I told him we had fun in the shower, too.

Mahesh said he would ask Kishore if Shreya could come over for a day. We decided we could not do it at home because of my parents and my classes. I suggested we book a hotel for Saturday.

We would tell my parents we were going shopping and to the movies. We would check in at 2 PM and be back before they got home at 7 PM. Mahesh agreed and told me to check with Kishore.

Mahesh called Kishore, and Kishore agreed to let Shreya come. But in return, Kishore wanted a day with me. Mahesh agreed. He told me, “Kritika, you need to go with Kishore one day.” I said Ok.

I was very excited to spend time with Shreya. The thought of being with her again, just the two of us, made my heart beat faster. I remembered our kisses and the fun we had in the shower. It was a new kind of excitement, different from what I felt with Mahesh, but just as strong.

And then there was Mahesh, who would be with us. He would watch us, and that made it even more thrilling. He had told me before how much it turned him on to see me and Shreya together. Knowing he would be there, enjoying our fun right along with us, added a whole new layer of excitement to the plan.

The days leading up to Saturday felt very long. I kept thinking about our plan: a hotel, just us, no parents, no classes. It felt so grown-up and daring. I wondered what it would be like, what we would do, with Mahesh also there, watching and being a part of it.

My mind was full of happy thoughts about our time together. I could not wait for the weekend to arrive, finally. This is just the beginning of our secret adventure.

Hello everyone, thank you for your kind emails about my previous stories. They really make me happy. Today, I’d like to share a personal experience about my friend Deepti. She was my neighbour and gym partner. Let’s hear her story.

I often strive for perfection in my life. But unfortunately, my husband, Mohan, does not align with those standards. He is not tall or fit, has a noticeable tummy, and isn’t interested in maintaining his appearance. In contrast, I have a 28-inch waist, 34A bust, and 36-inch hips.

I want my husband to be fitter and romantic. But Mohan is quite the opposite, and I am adjusting to him due to my fate. Mohan is not romantic and doesn’t meet my needs, including intimacy. Over the years, we had a daughter and later bought a flat in Chennai.

We recently moved, and Mohan has started a new job. It requires him to travel for two weeks at a time, followed by two weeks at home. I’ve actively engaged with our new neighbourhood. I have been evaluating my lifestyle in comparison to others.

I am confident in my fitness and stand out as the fittest girl here, even if I am not among the wealthiest. My daughter has successfully made new friends and adapted well to her new school.

After eight months in this new environment, I am determined to find a close friend for myself. While our balcony is compact, I utilize the terrace for drying clothes. We have a lift to the fifth floor, but I carry the wet clothes up the stairs to the terrace. I manage this challenge, even with heavier items like bedsheets.

My husband is not helpful with chores, so I end up doing all the work. One day, I noticed the new neighbour on the terrace hanging clothes. He seems to be about 35 and actively helps his wife with various tasks, including cooking.
This left me feeling disappointed. My husband never contributes.

One morning, I went for a walk on the terrace around 6 AM and saw the neighbour doing push-ups. He completed 30 push-ups and 50 squats without breaks. While my husband doesn’t exercise, I admire how dedicated this man is to his fitness and family.

I began to find myself drawn to him and his activities. I began to observe his lifestyle more closely. On weekends, he takes long walks with his family, confidently wrapping his arm around his wife’s shoulder or holding her hand. They enjoy their time together.
He loves playing with his children. His attention to them made me realize what I want in a partner. I deserve a husband like him who treats me like a queen. Recently, I was hanging laundry on the terrace, and I noticed his wife doing the same.

After he left, I couldn’t help but notice the hickey on her neck, which sparked anger in me. I returned home feeling frustrated and envious. I don’t understand why I feel this way toward her. She isn’t particularly beautiful or slim, but she seems to have a fulfilling sexual life.

This experience has led me to unfairly view her as an adversary, even though she hasn’t done anything wrong. It’s time for me to focus on what I want and deserve in my own life.

A month later, a birthday party was organized in our society, followed by dinner. It took place on a Sunday. Since it was a new society, people gathered to get to know each other. I wore a saree for the occasion. I noticed everyone staring at me except for that one guy.

I kept my eyes on him, but he didn’t notice me, which hurt my ego deeply. Despite our paths crossing, he paid no attention to me. After a few months of this, I eventually stopped looking at him since he never acknowledged my presence.

A few months later, I hosted a birthday party for my child at home, inviting families with kids aged 3 to 9. One of the guests fell within this age range, so I invited him. About 10 kids attended, but he didn’t show up. I expected the party to end by 7 PM, but it went on until 8:30 PM.

After managing the children, I finally felt relaxed when they left. At around 9 PM, I was in my bedroom unhooking the safety pin on my pallu when I heard the doorbell ring. I knew Mohan wouldn’t answer since he was busy watching cricket.

I opened the door to find a man standing there with his child and a gift in his hand. My pallu was slightly down as I bent forward to open the grill door. He caught a glimpse of my cleavage, but I greeted him warmly. Both our kids started playing in the hall while Mohan watched cricket.

The man complimented me, saying my house looked nice. Soon, Mohan asked him if he wanted a tour since it was his first visit. I was feeling annoyed with Mohan. But I started showing the man around, including the kitchen, master bedroom, and other bedrooms.

I took him to see the balcony of the master bedroom. As we were returning from the balcony, he slid his hand across my bare waist. I was wearing a saree, and he pushed me against the wall. Then he began kissing my lips. I was in shock, and my heartbeat raced. He didn’t stop kissing me.

Further, he pushed his tongue inside my mouth, and his dick was rubbing my pussy. We both were in a French kiss without any time limit. He kissed me for nearly 30 seconds before breaking away. Thankfully, my husband was completely engrossed in the match and didn’t see.

It made me realize that it was time for me to leave that situation and reflect on what just happened. He pushed me against the wall and began to kiss me. While kissing, he unhooked my blouse. I’m reflecting on my decision to allow him to unhook my blouse.

It might not have been the best choice at that moment. Then he pushed his hand inside my bra and touched my soft melon while kissing. I didn’t say anything to him and allowed him to press my melon and play with my nipple. Our kiss became very passionate, and after 10 minutes, he stopped kissing me.

He left the room and had a chat with Mohan. I quickly adjusted my saree and moved to another room. That guy left home, but he damaged my resistance. I was very horny and made my kid sleep.

Later, I tempted my hubby, but I wasn’t happy with hubby. I clearly see the difference between a hubby and another person’s kiss on that night. Later, I managed not to see him for at least two months.

But one day, I was putting my clothes on the terrace and I saw him. I decided not to see him and continue drying the clothes. But he came near to me and hugged me from behind. My eyes were looking at the gate, and I didn’t try to escape from him.

He kissed my neck and moved his hands on my boobs over my nightdress. My legs were trembling, and he was pressing my boobs and kissing my neck. I was breathing heavily, nervous, and looking at the entrance. My nipples were erect, and I was not stopping him.

He further moved his hand inside my chest and touched my erect nipple. He put his other hand on my pussy over the dress and bit my earlobe under the sun. I moaned, and his finger was rubbing my nipple.

He: You didn’t wear a bra?

Me: Hmmm.

He: You don’t like to wear a bra?

Me: I don’t prefer to wear at home.

He: Seems like you don’t wear panties?
Me: Hmmm.

He: Can I see your pussy now?

Me: Uf! No, no.

He: It must be beautiful like you. Show me.

Me: Please, no. It’s not for you, and I am married, too.

Then he kissed my cheeks and lips on the terrace. Somehow, I managed to get rid of him and went back home. But all of a sudden, he hugged me from behind, and I dropped the bucket in my hand. I was not expecting his hug.

He whispered in my ear, ” Look, sexy lady, my wife and kid will be out of station from next week for 10 days, let’s enjoy together.” I was not interested, but he hugged me tightly from behind, and I said OK. My Ok is not accepting his offer, it’s like, I heard his message.

But he took it wrong and kissed my neck after I said OK. He pushed me towards the wall. I was afraid because if anyone saw us in that position, it would cost my reputation. But he is not afraid of it and lifted my nighty till my waist and saw my hairy pussy under the sun.

Strangely, I didn’t stop him and I didn’t get angry. In fact, I was shy and loved his act. All I was worried about was that no one would see us during that time.
He further touched my pussy with his index finger, and I was moaning softly. He rubbed my pussy.

He dropped to his knees and kissed my pussy on the terrace in a flash. It was a mixed feeling, and I enjoyed it when he kissed my pussy. Then quickly he moved up and removed his pants and showed his dick. It’s thick and standing like a tower.

I was seeing his dick with lust and a smile on my face. Further, he placed my palm over his dick. I was shocked. His dick is thick, and my pussy was wet. He added fuel to my fire by keeping his dick in my hand. He then whispered in my ear to remove my dress.

I followed his instructions without any hesitation. I went mad from that point and stood nude on the terrace with shame on my face. Then he pushed me to my knees and put his dick inside my mouth. I had never done a blowjob in my life, but he made it very simple. I was sucking his meat under the sun.

Then he left the terrace and informed me that he would visit my place next week. I put back on my dress, left the terrace, and reached home. My mood changed after a blowjob. I became very horny and watched porn without my clothes until my kid came home from school.

It’s become difficult for me to sleep at night. All day I was watching porn videos and craving for his dick. After a couple of days, I controlled my feelings and decided not to sleep with him. I don’t want to cheat Mohan. He spends close to 20k on my monthly expenses, and he is very kind to me.

He messaged me that he will visit my flat at 11 at night. I ignored the message, but just two hours before 11:00, my behaviour started to change. I put my baby to sleep, and I got ready. I wore a saree with a bra, petticoat, and panties. I didn’t wear a blouse.

I put a nice bedsheet on the bed and sprayed a room perfume in another bedroom. I locked the bedroom where my child is sleeping. By 11:00, I was ready like a sexy bitch and looking for him. He came home and closed the door. He hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead.

I was feeling nervous and was excited for the night. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth and pressed my ass cheeks. Our tongues got twisted in no time, and he was pressing my ass cheeks. Our kiss became very passionate. He was not breaking the kiss.

He became aggressive with a lip kiss, and it’s suffocating for me. I never had a long lip kiss in my life. It’s become difficult for me, and I pulled out my tongue and broke the kiss. He was upset about the break in the kiss. While breaking out the kiss, he held my lower lip with his teeth.

He bit my lower teeth hard and gave me a sweet pain. He bit it hard like a vampire on my lips. He became more aggressive and said, “Your body stats make me mad, and I’m sorry for being rude to you.” And then he bit my cheeks and moved to my neck.

He dropped my pallu and kissed my neck. He kissed every inch of my neck and left a hickey. I was not defending him, and I love his aggressive mindset. His words like whore and slut make me happy. I was breathing heavily with trembling legs and making moans.

He didn’t waste any time and removed my saree in a flash. He removed my petticoat and left me with panties and a bra. I thought he would take me to the bedroom and remove my clothes. But he removed my bra with the blink of an eye.

Ahh! My brown nipples were erected like never before. He didn’t waste any time and put it in his mouth.

“Ah! Fuck!  Please, it’s my boobs. Slowly dear.” (Medhugava, ivai en boobs). He didn’t show any mercy and bit my nipples hard. I was moaning. He was biting and sucking it while my hands were massaging his scalp. He sucked my boobs and pushed me onto the sofa in the living room.

Then he started kissing from toe to ankle, calves, thighs, and kissed my wet pussy over my panties. I was enjoying and making moans. He was kissing my pussy without any gap over the panties and said, “Eagerly waiting for it.”

I chuckled with a shy smile on my face and crossed my legs wider. I said, “It’s yours and don’t hurt.” (Itu uṅkaḷ. Eṉṉai uṅkaḷuṭaiyatāka ākkuṅkaḷ) I was going with him and becoming whore. He removed my panties without any effort. I allowed him to see my nude body without any hard work.

He moved me into a doggy position on the sofa and spanked my ass powerfully. I didn’t say anything to him, and rather, I asked him to punish me badly. I was moaning like, “Ah! Punish me! Punish me, I am your whore.” I was not sure how I got the daring to moan badly.

He then pushed his head between my legs and licked my pussy from the back. Oh Fuck! Fuck! I got the goosebumps when he licked my pussy in doggy style.
I was biting my lips hard and was moaning. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Lick my pussy! Lick it.”

He stopped licking my pussy and removed his dress. Soon, he became nude, and he lifted me in his arms and took me to the bedroom. He dropped me on the bed and started a lip kiss. This time, his bare chest and dick were rubbing my boobs and pussy.

I was feeling high, and at the same time, I was afraid because he didn’t close the bedroom door. I don’t want the room door to be opened, and I requested him to close the door. He didn’t switch off the lights, citing that he wants me to see my nude body. He turned me back and kissed and licked my back.

He left plenty of hickeys on my back and positioned me in doggy position. Again, he started to lick my pussy from the back. I was pulling the bedsheet and moving my hip round and round in doggy style while he was licking my pussy.

Oh! were the moans, and he didn’t leave my asshole. I was wet and leaked on the bed. Later, he moved to the 69 position. He was rude and showed no mercy to me. I was licking and sucking his dick, but he was licking my pussy at a good pace.

Further, he frequently rolled up and down on the bed and did not allow me to take out his dick from my mouth. He almost buried his tongue inside my pussy and made me remember the night. He cum in my throat and didn’t show any mercy. Then he put on the condom and turned me back on the bed.

He put a pillow under my belly and stretched my legs wider like a frog position.
Then he started to insert his dick inside my pussy in that position. I was moaning, and my hands were scratching the bedsheet. He put his body weight on me and inserted his dick inside my pussy.

I started to feel his weight on my back, and my 34 A boobs started to crush towards the mattress. Oh! Fuck! It was not easy for me as he is close to 71 kgs and was pushing his thick dick in my pussy. Slowly, he managed to push his dick, and I moaned like a whore.

I was in sweat and taking his weight on my back. I thought he finished the fuck, but he started to thrust it, which was unexpected for me. His body weight made my back tougher while he was thrusting it harder and harder. My moans became louder and louder, and pussy became very wet.

He was banging my pussy hard, and due to that, the pillow and bedsheet became so wet. My boobs were pressed against the mattress, and my back started to hurt. Finally, he stopped after close to 10 minutes of hard fuck. It was a much-needed break for me.

I had never experienced frog position sex. My hubby usually finishes in less than 5 minutes in missionary. So I assumed he would have finished sex in the same way. But this was out of my imagination, and my body was full of sweat. I lost my energy and was lying on the bed along with him.

After some time, he started to lick my boobs. I noticed his dick was hard. My heart beat was high as I was not ready for once again. He has a wild smile and changed his condom. I was saying no to him as I hadn’t settled into the last position.

He rubbed my pussy gently with his index finger and then held my thighs. He dragged me towards the edge of the bed and spat on my pussy. He then raised my legs and pushed his dick inside my pussy in a flash. Then he started to thrust my pussy in that position.

I was hearing a loud sound ‘thap, thap’ when his lower abdomen hit my pussy. Also, my moans become louder too. Then he slowly lay on my body while fucking my pussy at a good pace. His chest was crushing my boobs, and my hands were massaging his back.

Again, I was full of sweat. He was crushing my boobs with his chest. It was not easy for me to handle the situation. I was taking his body weight, and my legs were in the air. He, too, was filled with sweat, but he still aggressively thrust it hard. I was hearing sounds continually when his lower abdomen hit my pussy.

My legs started to hurt, and he was biting my neck while fucking my pussy.
I was drained and tired. He was biting and sucking my neck and fucking me. He treats me rudely, and I love it. Finally, he stopped, and it was a bit of a relaxation with a huge breath.

I think he fucked me for close to 20 minutes, and he drained out. He too was taking a big breath along with me. His dick returned to normal size, and after some time, we both had a tight hug that made his dick hard. Again, he fucked me. But this time it’s rough sex.

He again dragged me to the edge of the bed and put his hands under my bum.
While fucking, I put my legs around his waist, and he lifted me while keeping his dick inside my pussy. He leaned me towards the wall and started to fuck hard for some time, and left my place.

Later, I wore a nighty and locked the bedroom. I slept beside my kid, and as usual, I woke up at 6 am with my mobile alarm. It was not easy to wake up for me. I was in pain, but managed to wake up for the kids’ lunch.

My lips were swollen, and my neck had Love bites. I covered my neck with a dupatta in the morning. I quickly completed chores and dropped the kid off at the school bus stop.

Later, I removed my dress and stood in front of the mirror. I felt shy and happy with hickeys on my body. I never had plenty of hickeys. I used to have a dream to have a hickey around the neck and boobs. It was completed. I was having soreness in pussy and my back was in pain.

I have never felt like this before. I cleaned the room without wearing the clothes. Later, he again came to my flat and fucked my ass. I lost my ass virginity and became his whore.

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Part 2
When I said “It’s my turn now” I could see Ronnie’s dick mustering the strength. I asked him to lie down on his back and stood over him as he looked curiously at me.

Ronnie: Now what?

Me: Open your mouth wide open until your jaws hurt

Ronnie followed my instructions and I squatted down on his face aiming my arse over his mouth, I started smearing my asshole on his face, the thought of my ass hole still being unclean ( because I had wiped my ass with leaves) and Ronnie licking it and sucking on it was driving me crazy, to my surprise he was not disgusted and I could say he was satisfied by the look on his face as I stood up.

He wiped his face clean, we brushed the dirt on our bodies, got dressed and started to walk back towards the town, on the way while walking, Ronnie slid his hand in my pants and stuck his fingers in my pussy he would then remove the hand and smell my cunt then lick it, he repeated this with my ass hole.

We were close to the bus stop, and I noticed a cute girl, probably Ronnie’s age, who was crossing the street.

Me: Hey, look, isn’t that girl cute?

Ronnie: OMG! Didi, don’t look at her, that’s Sneha.

Me: Sneha? Do you know her?

Ronnie: Di, she is the hottest girl at college, way beyond my league.

Me: Hmm, does that mean I, who have better curves and more beauty, am within your league?

Ronnie: No, no, I didn’t mean it like that

Me: I know, just pulling your leg hehe.

Me: I’m sure you rub yourself thinking of fucking her, don’t you?

Ronnie: Hell yeah! Who wouldn’t? I also imagine a lot of nasty things when I think about her.

Me: Interesting! I would love to hear about those things, maybe someday.

As we were parting our ways, Ronnie said he was going on a family vacation and wouldn’t be available for a week. I was a bit annoyed that he did not tell me about this before, but I simply ignored it and said, “ Yeah, sure, enjoy your vacation. See you next week”.

The next day, I met Sneha and started conversing with her casually. Sneha is a cute girl with jet-black hair, glowing round eyes, a lean body, and fair skin; she is probably 5’2″. We became friends quickly, and I would take her to eat after her college. One day I told her about my sex life and my first time experience, which helped her open up, and she told me how she lost her virginity to a bloke in college.

Sneha: Didi ek secret batau ( can I tell you a secret?)

Me: Sure, I’m all ears, you know that you can trust me, right?

Sneha: One day my brother and I were alone at home and were watching TV. he had a boner and it was peeking out of his boxers. I tried to ignore I couldn’t so I pointed it out to him, so he covered it, and I think he pretended to be embarrassed. I believe he planned it.

Me: Planned it? What makes you think so?

Sneha: Because after some time, he jokingly asked if I wanted to see it again.

Me: Oh really? Go on, tell me what happened next.

Sneha: My pussy was slippery, and I too jokingly said Yeah sure.

He then pulled down his boxers and stood in front of me. it was so big, Didi!

Me: Interesting, did you touch it?

Sneha: Eyuu Noo! He is my brother.

Me: Then?

Sneha: He asked if he could see my pussy, and I said no. Judging by his expression, I think he felt bad, but we are siblings, you know…

Me: When did all of this happen?

Sneha: A few months ago.

Me: So, did you two talk about it after that?

Sneha- No way! We just pretend like that incident and conversation never happened.

Me: Tell me something, did that turn you on?

Sneha: Yes, it still does, and I feel so bad about it that I cry sometimes.

Me: Hey, that’s alright, it’s kind of normal for kids your age to have mixed feelings. By the way, how old is your brother

Sneha: He is 19, Didi

Me: Ok, by the way, do you know this boy named Ronnie from your college?

Sneha: Yeah, the quiet and shy boy, I think he is cute but not really my type, he is too introverted, I guess.

Me: Now that you’ve told me your secret, let me tell you mine

Sneha: Cross my heart

Me: Ronnie and I have sex in the woods regularly, and we play sex games.

Sneha: YOU HAVE SEX WITH RONNIE, she exclaimed

Me: Sushhhh, quiet now

Sneha: ” Sorry, sorry “So what sex games do you play? she whispered

Me: You know the nasty ones

Sneha: Oh come on Didi, tell me the details, I told you about my brother, didn’t I?

Me: Ok, no judging, some of it really dirty.. and then I told her the full story of our misadventures in the woods

Sheha: OMG, I can’t believe you did all that.

Me: Hey, you asked me to tell you everything.

Sneha: I know, but licking someone’s butt hole, I never thought about that. So are you meeting him again and doing all those things?

Me: Well, he is on vacation, returning tomorrow, I will catch hold of him at our usual spot.

Sneha: But Didi, you are at least 12 years older than him.

Me: I knew it, I shouldn’t have told you all of this, you are grossed out right now, aren’t you?

Sneha: No, didi nothing like that, just a bit shocked and excited.

Me: Excited, Really?

Sneha: I mean, yeah, it was kind of hot

Me: Do you want to meet Ronnie?

Sneha: I’d love that, but I don’t know if he’ll freak out or doesn’t like me.

Me: Oh, trust me, he likes you, I said with a smirk

Sneha: How do you know? Did he talk about me? Tell me exactly what he said about me.

Me: Ok, last week we saw you on the road when we were returning together, and he said that you are the hottest girl in college and he wishes to lick your butt hole and fuck it.

Sneha: Did he really say that, didi? I’m so horny right now

Me: Do you want to join us?

Sneha: Yeah

Me: Awesome, I’ll meet him tomorrow and will not mention our discussion or friendship. Can’t wait to see the expression on his face when he sees you.

The next day I met Ronnie a few meters away from the bus stop, and we started walking together. I could say by the look on his face, he was so happy. Just when we were about to reach our spot, I told Ronnie.

Me: Today is special as we are meeting after a week, I have a surprise for you

Ronnie: Tell me, please

Me: Nope, you’ve got to wait, but I’ll give you a hint, it’s something you will like for sure.

As soon as we arrived at our spot, Ronnie froze in complete shock to see Sneha in her white shirt and blue denim shorts.

Me: Hi Sneha

Sneha: Hello Priya Didi

Me: Sneha, this is Ronny. Ron, this is Sneha

They both greeted each other as I sat down, it got awkward and quiet with none of them opening their mouths, and Ronnie just sat and stared at the ground.

Me: Ron, you may be wondering how I know Sneha. While you were gone, I met her and told her about us and everything we do here, and she thinks it’s hot. Sneha also thinks that you are cute, so I told her how you feel about her.

Ron: What do you mean by how I feel about her? What did you tell her?

Me: Exactly what you said, that Sneha is the hottest girl in college, and you want to lick her ass hole and fuck her in the butt

Ron was terrified and nervously looked at Sneha. Their eyes met for the first time. Sneha gave Ronnie a big smile, which made things a little comfortable for Ronnie, but I’m sure he hates me for putting him in the spot.

Me: Anyways, Sneha asked if she could join us, and I said “yes” I hope you are ok with that

Ron: Absolutely! Just that, never in my wildest dreams did I see this coming

Me: By the way I told Sneha about us licking and sucking each other’s arse holes, and I think she likes that. Looking at Sneha, I asked, “Would you like to watch us do that, honey?”

Sneha: Yeah, sure

I was feeling a bit feisty, I walked toward Ron and removed his t-shirt, roughly maintaining eye contact with Sneha, who had turned red, I then unbuttoned Ron’s jeans and pulled out his boner.

Me: Wow, that’s nice and hard, is it me or Sneha responsible for this?

Ronnie was quiet he did not answer my question.

I asked Ronnie to turn around so Sneha could see his arse, and he followed my instructions like a good boy. I got on my knees and grabbed his cheeks, spreading them open and stuck the tip of my tongue in his butt hole. Sneha walked towards us to get a better look.

Me: Do you want to try that, honey

Sneha nodded and got on her knees as I held Ron’s cheek apart She pointed her tongue on the butt hole, and I got in front of Ron to suck his dick while Sneha licked his arse.

Ronnie: Sneha, can I lick your ass and cunt, please?

Sneha: Ok

I helped Sneha unbutton her shorts by grabbing her hips and pulling them down. She was wearing light blue panties and they were running up her ass. I then picked her underwear out of her arse crack and said, “Ron, come over”

Sneha has a small ass and a sweet-looking cunt with little pubic hair. Ronnie pulled down her panties and started rubbing her cunt, I spat on Ron’s other hand and sucked on his fingers to make them wet and placed them on Sneha’s ass as he worked between her cunt and arasehole. Shena started getting restless and pushed her hips back fucking his finger.

Ronie continued to wiggle his finger up Sneha’s ass and moved in front of her to place his cock on her cunt.

Sneha: Ahhhh! That feels nice, Ronnie.

I stood in front of Sneha and looked at her face, and said “You like getting fucked don’t you, you dirty whore.”

Sneha opened her eyes with a shocked face and looked at me. I smiled at her, letting her know it’s just all part of the game. Sneha was a quick learner and joined in on this game.

Sneha: “Ahh fuck yes I do.”

I then grabbed Sneha’s face and forced her mouth open, spat in it, and asked her to swallow my spit. I repeated this a few times and said

Me: Since you are such a nasty slut, why don’t you stick your tongue in my dirty butt hole while Ronnie fucks you

Then I grabbed her face firmly and forced her mouth open. I put my face about an inch from hers.

She nodded, I gave her a soft kiss and said, “You are so adorable”

We re-adjusted our positions. I  got on my fours, Sneha did the same thing, pointing her face toward my ass, and Ron slid his dick in her cunt with a finger in her butt hole. This went on for a while, surprisingly, Ron was doing a great job at lasting long by slowly fucking Sneha and pacing his energy.

I positioned myself so my ass was in Sneha’s face, and she was screaming in pleasure as Ronny fucked her. She stuck her tongue out and it met my asshole.

After some time, I got up and turned around.

Me: Do you like how my ass hole tastes, Sneha

Sneha: Mmm, yummy!!!

Me: You are such a good little randi and ass liker (slut)

Ron: Let me give you a taste of your own ass hole, Sneha
Ron pulled his finger out of Sneha’s butt and brought his arm around to her mouth as she opened it and started to suck on it with soft moans.

Me: What a whore you are, Sneha, makes me think you wanted to show your big brother your little cunt, didn’t you? Tell me, did you finger yourself, thinking of his huge dick?

Sneha’s eyes were closed as she absorbed all the trash talk, and finally, she said

Sneha: Yes, I wanted to show my cunt

Me: Did you also want to suck on your brother’s cock

Sneha: Yesss!

Sneha’s moans got louder and louder. With her eyes tightly shut, she kept nodding to my questions, and I continued.

Me: Tell me, Sneha, did you want to do the 69 position your brother and have his tongue up your ass hole?

Sneha started to shiver out of excitement, her body was shaking as I said “would you like your brother to bend you over and fuck your cute little butt hole, tell me you want your feel your brother’s dick throbbing in your cunt and ass, tell me you want to be fucked like a whore in both your holes and what to feel the hot Jizz.

Sneha yelled, grabbing my head and pulling it towards her little breasts. I started to suck on them hard as she screamed through her climax, finally letting go of me. We made out for some time, and Ron helped clean his cum by licking it up from our holes.

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The next day, Ron and I got to our spot and watched each other masturbate as we waited for Sneha, who arrived with an older guy. Both Ron and I were nervous, wondering if the lass had leaked our secret.

We dressed up and got decent, and as Sneha came closer, there was a smirk on her face that calmed our nerves almost immediately.

Sneha: Hello Priya Didi.

Priya: Hiya, who is this with you? A new friend?

Sneha: This is my brother Varun, the one I poke about. Bhai, this is Priya Didi and my friend Ron.

Varun was checking me out and staring at my boobs. We then exchanged smiles and nodded at each other. He was well built and athletic. He had the same deep, passionate eyes as Sneha.

Sneha: Isn’t she hot, Bhai?

Varun: You bet!

Sneha: Didi, Bhaiya and I were talking last night, and we discussed about the incident I told you about yesterday at lunch. One thing led to another, and I ended up telling Bhai about us, and he said he wanted to be a part of it.

I walked towards Varun and softly ran my hand on his stomach and whispered in his ear, “Welcome aboard.”

Ron: Can I ask something, Sneha?

Sneha: Yeah, Sure

Ron: What did you guys do after talking about it last night?

Sneha: Nothing, Bhiya wanted to suck on my nipples, but our parents were home, so we are saving it for today.

As we settled down and forced some conversations, things were a bit weird at first. I wondered how to get us out of this gloomy mood and suggested:

Me: Hey, how about truth or dare

Ron and Sneha were excited and immediately jumped on the idea, but Varun seemed less interested.

Varun: ok

Me: What happened? You don’t seem to like my idea?

Varun: No Offence, but it’s just so lame, Truth or dare every bloody time, it just doesn’t seem so original.

Me: Aggh, come on, don’t be a wet blanket

Me: So, listen up, here’s how this goes, first I will, Truth or Dare Sneha, then Ron will get his chance to give Varun a choice, and we will go on from there, deal?

All of them agreed and started.

Me: Sneha, I dare you to give your Varun Bhaiya a big, wet, sloppy kiss.

Sneha smiled and looked at Varun. She was hesitant, but Varun grabbed the back of her head and brought her to his lips, their mouths opened, and their tongues circled. I had thought, Sneha, what a wet kiss should be like in our session yesterday, and she didn’t miss a beat.

Ron: Ok, my turn now, Varun. Have you ever stolen Sneha’s dirty, stained Panties, sniffed them and jerked off in them?

Varun: Yes, I have

We both looked at Sneha, and her mouth was open in shock

Sneha: OMG, when did you do that?

Varun: Sorry, I can’t help it, I do it a lot when you are not home

A minute had passed, and Sneha’s face was still shocked by this revelation

I broke the silence and said, “This is interesting, let’s just continue with asking Varun the truth”

Varun: Hey, Skeleton’s out of the closet, I’ve got nothing to hide, ask whatever you want, I shall tell you the truth, nothing but the truth.

While we laughed at his imitation and banter, I asked Varun if he enjoys sniffing.

Varun: Yes, there is something about the smell. I love the panties when they are stained. I lick them, then release my jizz and lick them again. Sorry, Sneha, your brother is a pervert.

Sneha: That’s ok, Bhaiya, I understand. It takes one to know one. I’m a pervert, too.

Varun: I’m glad you guys aren’t grossed out. Should I tell you what else I do?

We all moved closer

Varun: Like I said, I smell them, and if they have a stain, I lick on the stain and sometimes I get a fresh one from her drawer and cum on it, then neatly fold it and keep it back. The thought of my sister wearing panties with my cum touching her pussy drives me crazy.

Every night I imagine shoving my face up Sneha’s ass, spreading her cheeks and smelling, then I imagine inserting my tongue in her crack and moving it up and down, then circling my tongue around her asshole and finally fucking her ass with my tongue.

Sneha: This is making me so horny right now.

Me: Hey Sneha, will it be ok if your brother does all of that right now while we watch?

Sneha: Hesitantly, Bhaiya, are you ok to eat my ass while Priya Didi and Ron are watching?

Varun: Hell yeah.

Sneha: You can do everything you’ve always wanted to do.

Varun: Everything? No matter what?

Sneha: Yes, EVERYTHING, Bhaiya aaj mein aapki randi hoon behan nahi. (I will be your whore today, forget that I’m your sister)

Varun: Come here then

By now, I was stroking Ron, and he was rubbing my pussy, Sneha slowly walked towards Varun, who pulled her jeans down and said, “Ah, I remember unloading my jizz on these pink panties so many times.”

Varun then pulled her panties down in a slow, erotic manner. He moaned as his slut sister’s ass crack appeared. He then took those panties and wrapped his hard boner with them. Varun’s eyes were frozen on his sister’s cute little ass.

He then shoved his face on it and started spreading her cheek until her puckered, dark asshole was visible. Varun put his nose on that ass hole and rubbed his nose. He inhaled so deeply that his passion and love for his sister’s butt hole moved both Ron and me.

He continued to sniff her ass for some time and then moved his tongue up and down her crack briefly pausing on the ass hole each time. Varun spent some quality time worshipping his sister’s ass and said:

Varun: Do you want to suck my cock, Sneha?

Sneha: Yes, please stick it in my mouth, fuck my mouth bhaiya

Sneha now had Varun’s cock in her mouth. A couple of minutes had passed, Varun freed himself from his sister, then made her lie down and started to suck her pussy

Varun then said, “sis, I want to fuck your ass now, will that be, ok?”

Sneha: I’m your whore do as you please.

The tip of Varun’s cock was on his slut sister’s dark, tight arsehole. He started to enter her very slowly, syncing with the hole’s sphincter and in no time, he was fucking her ass like a whore, Sneha’s moans were getting louder as Varun rubbed her clit while fucking her ass.

His dicked popped out, and he struggled getting his dick in her ass again. Hence, he quickly slid his dick in his sister’s pussy.

Sneha: Bhaiya, Meri gand chodo please, muje aapka mota lund meri gand mein chaiya (Not my pussy, I like it when your fat cock is in my ass hole fuck my ass, please)

Ron and I stood behind Varun as he spread her ass and started to put his dick in again. Sneha had her eyes closed with a contented smile as she enjoyed being fucked by her brother. Sneha’s asshole had adjusted to her brother’s cock then Varun pulled it out of her arse, all three of us were staring at her gaping asshole.

Varun then moved his face on Sneha’s open asshole and stuck his tongue, circling the walls of his little sister’s butthole. He then fucked her ass for some more time and jerked off his jizz on her ass.

After that, Varun got on his knees and started to suck his cum out of her asshole while he looked at us and smiled. He then kissed his sister and looked at us as if he were asking for feedback on his performance.

Me: Wow, I’d rate that a 10/10. Atta boy!

Varun: I feel like my long-time life goals of fucking my little sister’s ass, I have now accomplished. haha

Sneha: Well, I enjoyed it too.

Me: So, Varun, what else do you have in these long-term life goals of yours?

Varun was now huffing and puffing. He showed me his hand, asking me to wait as he pulled a bottle from the bag to hydrate himself. He gulped the entire bottle and said:

Varun: Give me some time, I’ll show you.

Ron: Hey, Priya, while Varun recovers, can I do the same thing with you?

Before I could answer, he tried to wrestle and force me to the ground. Obviously, this skinny kid was no match in strength, but I submitted and laughed as I hit the ground.

I was now on my fours, and I could feel Ron’s dick wiggling on my ass. He was so horny that he entered quickly and started to fuck me as hard as he could.

Ron: How is my dick, Priya? You like getting your dirty asshole being filled, don’t you?

Me: Yes, Ronnie, fuck my tight asshole, just like how Varun fucked his sister’s butt.

Varun then asked Ron to lie on his back, and made me get on top of Ron, my boobs were now crushing Ron’s chest, and Varun helped slide Ron’s dick in pussy. Varun came up behind me and stuck his big dick in my asshole. Both my holes were filled, and the boys were full of energy.

Sneha then sat next to us and started to ask me.

Sneha: How is my brother’s lund, Didi? Do you like it when both your holes are filled?

Me: Yes, yes, I love it

Sneha: Tell me you are a bigger whore than I am

Me: I’m a bigger whore, fuck me please, fill my dirty holes, use me as you like.

A few moments had passed, and they both popped their dicks out of my holes. Sneha was now in a doggy position, only this time, Ronni had his dick pointing at Sneha’s ass and Varun on his sister’s face.

Varun: Open your mouth, you whore.

Sneha with her eyes closed assumed that she will suck her brother’s dick while her ass is being pumped by Ron but to her surprise, she felt a stream of piss in her mouth and suddenly opened her eyes as she swallowed a little, Sneha’s face and hair were a wet mess her hair were plastered to her face.

Varun’s stream of piss continued splashing on his sister’s forehead, as she moved forward and backwards due to the thrusts from Ron fucking her ass. Varun’s stream and Ron’s Jizz ended at the same time, allowing Sneha to sit 69down laughing.

I sat next to Sneha and started to kiss her, tasting the piss in her mouth. Sneha and I were now in a 69-position licking and sucking each other’s pussy mixed with pussy juices, jizz and piss.

Once we were done, I saw Ron standing next to me with his dick in hand, pointing towards me. I knew what to expect and opened my mouth, allowing him to pee in it like a toilet bowl. The flow stopped, and my eyes were tightly closed.

Sneha then got on top of me and started working her fingers and her tongue on both my holes. The boys were pinching and squeezing my nipples. I had both their dicks in my hands.

Sneha finger fucked me hard and repeatedly flicked her tongue on my clit, I could feel the piss dripping from my face. My legs were shaking, my body was ready for the big orgasm.

I screamed with pleasure, with my hands all over my body. I noticed Sneha had stopped working on my holes, so I started rubbing my pussy. Then I felt a warm stream of piss on my face again. I opened one eye to see who it was. I saw Sneha’s beautiful pink pussy on my forehead, and the smell was different.

The taste was different, and I was completely satisfied. As I started to cum it crossed my mind, and I wondered if we were ending this day with me as the centre of attention. I wondered if this was a “Thank You” gesture from the three of them for bringing us together.

Varun and Ron then made me sit on my knees and deep-throated me. I was being overwhelmed by these brats. finally, both the boys released their jizz on my face. I was breathing hard, my legs were cramping, and my body was hurting.

The boys helped me to my feet, and Varun grabbed a towel and cleaned my face. We started to put our clothes back on, and while we were doing that, I said:

Me: Sneha, did you enjoy being fucked by your brother?

Sneha: Yup, that was fun, Didi.

Me: You know this is not normal, right? This is extreme perversion!

Varun: Well, both Sneha and I don’t mind doing it again, after all, we are perverts

Me: I’m a pervert, too.

Me: Me too, in that case, see you all tomorrow?

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Hello ISS readers. Myself Abheer. I am 26 years old tall and muscular guy from Ludhiana. Ye kahani meri aur meri maa ki ha. Meri maa (Sheena) ek 45 saal ki aurat ha. Brown colour skin, big boobs aur patli kamar bilkul ek South Indian actress ki jaise. Koi bhi usko dekhke to usko chodne ka mann ban jaye, itni sexy figure hai.

Ye karib 1 saal purani baat hogi jab mere papa aur mera bhai 2 hafto ke liye out of station gaye the koi kaam ke silsile me. Is doran ma aur meri maa hi akele the ghar pe. Ma ISS me 5-6 saal pehle se maa bete ki chudai ki stories padh raha hu aur use padh kar mera bhi mann karta ha ki ma aapni maa ko chodu.

Ab kahani shuru karte ha.

Jaise hi muje pta chala ki papa aur bhai 2 hafto ke liye bahar ja rahe ha to mere mann me pehli baat sirf yehi aayi ki, “Ye sabse best moka ha maa ki chudai karne ka.” Is liye ma plan bnane lag gya ki, “Kaise ma aapni maa ko chodu?”

Mere papa aur mera bhai subha subha kareeb 4 baje chale jate ha. Ab ma aur meri maa akele hi ha ghar pe. Mere ghar me ek hi bathroom ha. To maine plan bnaya ki ma bathroom ki kundi tod deta hu jis se ma aapni maa ko nahate hue dekh pau. Maine dhere se aur aaram se bathroom ki kundi ko tod diya.

Ab kareeb 8 baj gaye the aur meri maa ke nhane ka time ho chuka tha. Unka lag raha tha ki ma soya hua hu abhi tak. Isilye vo nhane chali gyi. Jaise hi vo bathroom gayi, 2 min baad ma bathroom ke bahar khada ho gya. Aur jaise hi muje nhane ki aawaz sunai di, vaise hi maine halka sa darwaza ko khola taki ma ko dekh pau. Maine first time unko nahate hue dekha aur dekhte hi mera lund khada ho gya. Maine pehli baar aapni maa ke boobs dekhe; itne sunder aur bade. Nipples bhi pointed the. Niche fuddi ke baal dikhe lekin fuddi nhi dikhi. Ye sab dekhke ma bhi aapna lund hilane lga.

Thodi der baad, maine dekha ki maa ne fingering karna shuru kar diya. Ye dekh ke to maine aapne lund aur zor se hilane lga. Ye dekh to muje pta chal gya tha ki unko bhi sex nahi mil raha tha. Ab mera pura mann tha unko chodne ka. Ab unka nhana khatam ho chuka tha aur ma bhi aapne kamre me sone ki acting karne lga. Ab vo nhane ke baad mere room me muje uthane ke liye aayi. Maine shorts dale hue the aur quilt liye hua tha kyuki AC chal raha tha. Unhone aake AC band kiya aur quilt ko hataya to mera khada lund mere shorts me se dekha. Ye dekh ke vo 1 min ke liye pause ho chuki thi. Fir vo muje uthane lag gyi aur ma acting karke uthne laga. Unhone muje fresh hone ke liya bola taki hum breakfast kar sake.

Us din subha aur sham kuch nahi hua. Ma bas subha ka nahate hue ka imagine karke 6 baar muth maari jis karan ma boht week feel karne lga. Meri maa ko lga ki shayd ma bimar hu to unhone muje aapne sath sone ke liye bola. Ab raat ka time tha. Mere mann me abhi bhi subha ka scene chal raha tha. Isi time meri maa aapni raat ki nighty daal ke sone ke liye aa gyi. Ma clearly unke nipple dekh pa raha tha nighty me se.

Humne ek hi quilt liya aur sone lage. Ma to sone ki acting kar raha tha taki muje koi aapni maa ko chidne ka moka mile. 20-25 min baad jaise hi vo soo gyi, to ma intentionally sone ki acting karte karte aapna hath unki kamar pe rakh diya. 5 min tak maine hath vahi rakha. Fir ma unki kamar ko sehlane lga aur mera lund khda ho gya. Ab ma thodi aur himmat karke aapne lund ko shorts me se hi unki gand pe touch karvane lga. Fir maine aapna lund unki gand ke sath lga ke rakh diya.

Ab mera hath kamar se unke pet ki tarf bhi jane lga . Ma dar bhi raha tha ki kahi maa uth na jaye but hawas hi itni chadi hui thi mere pe. Mere lund baar baar unki gand ko poke kar raha tha. Isi beech vo thida hilti ha aur ma dar ke mare aapni aanke band kar ke sine ki acting karne lgta hu.

Ab vo jaag chuki thi aur mere lund ki tarf dekhne lagi. Kareeb 1 min tak vo usko dekhti rahi aur fir ek min baad unhone aapne hatho se halka sa mere lund pe touch kiya. Maine halki si aakhe kholi aur unko dekhne lga. Maine dekha ki vo ab uth ke bathroom ki tarf jane lagi. Jaise hi vo ander gayi, ma bhi unke piche chla gya. Muje shaq tha ki shayd vo fingering karne gayi ho. Ma halka sa bathroom ka gate khol ke dekhta hu ki meri maa fingering kar rahi ha.

Ab ye dekhne ke baad to ma pkka mann bna leta hu ki, “Aaj to aapni maa ko chodke hi rahunga.” Ab ma pura gate khol deta hu aur vo muje dekh ke shocked ho jati ha aur mujpe chilane lagti ha.

Maa: Abheer! Tu ye kya kar raha ha? Bathroom ka gate kyu khola tune??

Me: Meri baat chodo… aap btao aap kya kar rahi ho. Ye sab ek shadi shuda 2 bacho ki maa ko shoba deta ha?

Maa: Tu chup kar aur kamre ma chal. (Vo muje kamre me pakd ke le jati ha aur hum bed pe baith jate ha)

Me: Bolo… ab ye sab kya kar rahi ho? Papa ko gaye 1 din bhi nhi hua aur aap ye sab karne lag gayi? Agar ye sab papa ko pata chalega to unko kaise lagega?

Maa: Tu chup ho ja! Aur tu ye sab kaisi baatein kar raha ha? Unko tu kuch nahi btayega. Vo already aapne kaam ko lekr stress me ha.
Ye ek aurat ki need ha jise agar uska mard pura na kar sake to usko khud hi pura karna padta hai.

Me: Agar ye need puri karne me ma aapki madad karu to?

Maa: Tu pagal ho gya ha kya? Ma teri maa hu aur tu mere bare aisa sochta ha? Tuje sharam aani chahiye.

Me: Kaisi sharam? Aapko aayi sharam jab mere lund ko touch kiya tha? Aur jaisi needs ek aurat ki hoti ha ,vaisi needs ek mard ki bhi hoti ha. Hum dono ki ek hi need ha aur ghar ki baat ghar me reh jayegi… aur vo bhi hum dono me sirf.

Maa: Hath to galti se touch hua tha. Aur ye sab baatein yehi pe band kar aur aapne kamre me jake sooja.

Me: Kuch galti se touch nhi hua tha. Subha bhi mere lund ko dekh rahi thi tum.

Aur ma kahi bhi nahi ja raha.

Maa: Tuje kya ho gya ha, Abheer? Tu ye sab baatein karke humara rishta kyu khrab kar raha hai??

Me: Rishta to khrab ho chuka ha ab. Ma tumse boht pyaar karta hu, Sheena… ma tumhe vo sab de skta hu jo tum sochti ho.

Itna kehte hi ma khda ho gya aur aapne shorts utar ke aapna khda lund apni maa ke aage rakh diya. Vo dekhte hi unhone muh fer liya.

Maa: Usko ander karle, Abheer, please.

Me: Kyu? Khada lund dekh ke control nahi hoga tum se, isilye? Ma sab janta hu. Maine subha bhi nahate hue tumko fingering karte dekha tha. Tab se maine soch liya tha ki tumhe chodunga aur aapni maa se aapni biwi bnaunga.

Ye sunte hi meri maa meri tarf dekhne lagi. Maine unka hath pakda aur aapne lund pe rakh diya. Maa abhi resist karne lagi but ma unke uper chad raha tha.

Maa: Abheer, ye galat ha… ma teri maa hu. Ye sab please band karde.

Me: Kon maa? Ab tu bas mere liye ek sunder needy ladki ha. Aur tu bhi muje ab aapna beta mat bol.

Maa: Ye sab agar tere papa ko pata chal gya to vo hum dono ko maar denge.

Me: Kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega, Sheena. Ab bas chup kar aur biwi ban ja.

Maa ne koi response nahi diya to muje pta chal gya ki vo ab razi ho chuki ha. Bina deri kiya maine aapni t-shirt utar di aur uska hath pakad ke aapne lund ko uske hatho se sehlane lga. Ab vo khud mere lund ko sehlane lagi thi. Isi moke ko dekh ke maine aapne dono hath uske boobs pe rakh ke dabane lga.

Me: Kya boobs ha tere, Sheena! Aise boobs ke liye to ma kuch bhi kar skta hu.

Ma uske boobs ko nighty ke uper se hi muh me daal liye. Ab vo moan karne lagi thi. Thodi der uske boobs chus ke maine use dhakka de ke bed pe leta diya. Ab ma uski nighty ko uper karne lga. Maine dekha ki sheena ne koi underwear nahi pehna tha. Ye dekh ke to ma pagal ho gya kyuki maine pehli baar live aapni maa ki chut dekhi. Aur bina kuch soche ma uski chut ko chatne lga aur vo moan karne lagi.

Me: Kya chut ha teri, Sheena! Aaj to tuje aisa chodunga ki zindagi me bhi kisi ne tereko aisa nhi choda hoga.

Maa: Aahh… Abheer… aahhh… maza aa raha. Meri chut ko kisi ne aisa nahi chata aaj tak jaisa tu chat raha hai. Aaahhhh… don’t stop… aaahhhhh…

Ye sunte hi ma aur tezi se aapni jeeb se chut chatne lga. Aur nighty aur uper karne lga. Ab nighty boobs se bhi uper thi. Ma aapne muh se Sheena ki chut chat raha tha aur dono hatho se uske boobs ko masal raha tha.

Maa: I love you, Abheer. Ek tu hi ha jisne mera dard samjha. Ab meri bari ha tuje khush karne ki.

Ye bolte hi vo uthi aur mere lund ke pass aake use aapne muh me daal diya.

Me: I love you too, Sheena. Boht experience lagta ha tere ko lund chusne ka. Aisa lund to randiya bhi nahi chusti jaisa tu chus rahi ha.

Maa: Ma koi randi se kam thodi na hu aaj. Aaj to tu jaisa bolega, ma vaisa hi krungi.

Ye sunte hi ma pura excited ho gya aur uske muh me lund daal ke uska muh ko pakd liya taki mera lund uske muh me hi rahe. Thodi der baad vo resist karne lagi. Tab maine aapna lund nikal diya uske muh se. Ma baar baar aisa hi karne lga. Maine use bola…

Me: I wanted to do it rough.

Maa: Jaisa tum kaho, Abheer… ma aaj vaisa hi krungi.

Ab ma usko puri trha dominate karne lga. Uske muh me aapna lund daal ke uske muh ko dbane lga.

Me: Saali randi… boht shonk ha tuje chudne ka. Ma btata hu kaise chudai hoti ha. Teri aaj chut faad dunga.

Maa: To faad de na.

Ab ma lund nikal ke usko uthaya aur bed pe leta diya. Aur aapna lund uski chut me daal diya. Uski chut ek dam garm aur geeli thi.

Maa: Aaahhh… aaahhh… aaram se, Abheer… boht der se isme koi lund nahi gya ha. Aise to maar dega mere ko.

Me: Vohi to karna ha saali. Teri chut ko hi aag lagi thi na chudai karne ki. Aaj btata hu kaise chudai hoti ha randiyo ki.

Ab ma zor zor Sheena ki chudai karne lga. Kareeb 15 min tak maine missionary kiya. Aur ruk gya.

Maa: Kya hua? Ruk kyu gya?

Me: Uta ghum saali. Teri gand marni ha.

Maa: Gand nahi, Abheer… bohot dard hota ha.

Me: Chup kar, randi aur jaldi ulti ho.

Maa: Theek ha but aaram se dalna.

Vo doggy style me baith gayi aur maine thuk lga ke uski gand gili karne lga. Maine abhi bas halka sa hi aapna lund dala tha ki Sheena ne bohot zor se cheek mari aur aage ki taraf bhagne lagi.

Me: Kya hua tuje?? Itni zor se cheek…

Maa: Bohot dard ho raha ha. Rehne de gand me dalne ko.

Me: Chup kar randi. Ab to gand hi marunga teri.

Ye bolte hi maine aapna lund pura daal diya aur uski gand marne lga.

Maa: Aaahhh… aaahhh… kamine! Pura daal diya meri gand me… kutte!

15 min gand marne ke baad maine fir se uski chut marne lga. Ab doggy style me uski chudai kar raha tha.

15 min baad maine usko aapne uper baithne ko bol. Vo mere uper baith ke ab uchalne lagi. Maine ab uske gale ko pakad liya tha.

Me: Maza aa raha ha na?

Maa: Bohot maza aa raha ha… Aisa maza to muje suhagrat pe bhi nhi aaya tha.

Me: Isi ko suhagrat maan le ab. Ab se ma teri pati hu…

Maa: Theek ha ji. Aaj se aap hi mere pati parmeshwar ho.

Ye bolke humne kiss ki aur maine usko aapne uper se aapne niche le aaya. Ab ma zor zor se uski chudai kar raha tha aur maine uske aander hi aapna maal chodh diya. Aaj itna maal nikla ki uski puri chut mere maal se bahri padi thi.

Humane fir se kiss kari aur cuddle karke let gaye.

Uske baad hum roz sex karte ha. Aur iske baad next part me janiye kaise maine aapni kaam wali ko bhi aapni randi bnaya.

If any girl or lady wants to connect with me in Ludhiana, you can mail me at [email protected].