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Hi, I am Mrinalini. I have been reading stories on ISS for a while now but this is my first story about an encounter I had recently. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did. If you do, do let me know in the comments below!

So, currently, I am 26 years old. I am slightly short (5’0″) so even though my assets aren’t that big, they stand out (I am a 36-25-38). Now, to the story.

I studied in a girls school all my life so when I went to a co-ed college, I became a total slut! I would flirt with all the guys in my class, touch them while I speak, “accidentally” brush my boobs against them etc.

There was one guy, let’s call him V, who got really into this “accidental” touchings. He would brush his hand against my thighs, put his arms around me to feel my boobs and when we used to travel in the bus, he would rub his hard, 6-inch dick on my ass.

Things were obviously getting too hot and heavy and I gave up one day. We were sitting next to each other in class and he was slightly brushing my thighs. I was wearing a kurthi that day, with thin leggings so the sensations were more than normal.

I was so horny that I opened my legs and pulled his hand to my pussy. Usually, I don’t wear underwear on the days I wear leggings so he could clearly feel my wetness and my camel toe. I could see him rubbing his dick while he vigorously rubbed my pussy. I was humping against his fingers so hard that I came. He felt it and took his fingers away, smelt it and licked while smiling at me dirtily. I knew that this was just the start for us.

From teasing him across the classroom by humping a water bottle to finding an empty classroom so I could suck him off, we did everything but sex. Somehow we didn’t have the time or space to do it and it never happened. Eventually, in my 3rd year, I fell in love with my now ex and we didn’t see each other much after that.

I forgot to mention that we studied in a medical college. I thought that degree was a waste for me so I quit in the middle of the third year and joined a fashion design college. Now I work with a boutique.

Anyway, I have a weak ankle so I go to my physiotherapist once a year just to get it checked and strengthened. Last month was my checkup and I missed it because I had some extra clients because it was wedding season. So when I went last week, I noticed that my usual doctor was on leave.

When I asked the receptionist who the current doctor was, she mentioned the name of my former friends with benefits. I was shocked. I didn’t know whether I should leave and come back when my usual doctor comes. But then I got curious. So I went for the appointment, nervous but excited.

He recognized me immediately when I came in and hugged me. It took me back to those good old days of youth and I started becoming horny. But he didn’t do anything, just started working on my ankle and talked me through some exercise.

Just when I was getting disappointed, I realized that he was staring at my boobs. I had unknowingly put a top that stuck to my body and accentuated my boobs. My thin bra wasn’t helping and my nipples were in full attention because of how horny I was. He definitely noticed that.

Watching him, I laughed and said: “Up to your old ways, are you?”. He gave me that old dirty grin and said, “I have not changed” and started sucking on my toes. I was totally aroused and gasped. I didn’t even know that I had that kink. But I knew I had to get fucked right then and there. He could see the lust on my face and so, he immediately told the receptionist to take a lunch break and closed the door.

He got his hands on my boobs and started squeezing them and twisting my nipples. I wanted his hands on my bare skin so I took off my shirt. Seeing my boobs in a lacy pink bra, he went wild and ripped the bra off. Immediately, he started sucking and licking my nipples while rubbing my pussy. I was moaning loudly. “Yaad aa gaya?”, he asked.

I didn’t even say anything, I couldn’t stop moaning. He pushed me onto the bed and pulled my jeans off. I was wearing a black thong and he could see the lips of my naked pussy straining to come out. He couldn’t control and tore my thong away. “Now, you will have to go home like this”, he laughed and dived into licking my pussy. I couldn’t stand to get teased like this. “Bas yaar, put your hard cock in me”, I screamed.

He shook his head. “I have waited for a long time to do this. So shut up and let me do whatever I want to your body”. Saying this, he threw me on my belly and started eating my ass. It was mental. His tongue against my clit was already making me more wet than I had ever been in my life but now I was very close to cumming.

Noticing this, he spanked me and grabbed my throat. “No cumming without my permission”. In the college, I thought that I was in control of what he did to me but now I was his fuck slave.

He tongue fucked me with no mercy and I was moaning so loudly. I am sure the whole building could hear it. “Chup kar saali”, he said before taking his pants off and shoving his cock into my mouth. I almost choked but I stayed still while he fucked my mouth, his cock almost going deep into my throat.

I was in a kind of half-conscious zen zone when he took his cock out and slapped my face with it. He said, “I am going to fuck you now”. Finally, I thought and got down on fours and spread my leg out like a dutiful dog.

He slammed his dick in me so hard that I could feel it in my belly, spanking me continuously. I could not control it and squirted while he fucked me. He didn’t stop. He grabbed my boobs and fucked me harder, his balls slamming into my ass. It was a fucking heavenly feeling. 10 minutes later, he shot a load into my pussy.

I collapsed onto the floor, juices leaking out of me. He lay down too and started rubbing my pussy. “Mazzaa aya na?”, he asked. Finally, he was in his docile state. I just got up and put my clothes on, my bare wet pussy soaking the crotch of my jeans. He stared at me as I opened the door. “I will answer you next time”, I said, winking at him and I left.

We have met 3 more times after that, each fuck session lasting longer than the rest. We are back to the same way we were all those years ago.

Hope you enjoyed this story! Let me know in the comments. I might tell you some more stories of my slutty youth days.

Hi, sabko mera good wishes. Sabse pahle to aap sabse maafi mangta hoon itne din koi story update na karne ke liye. Woh darasal sach bolu to Karnataka election ke karan mera pura bussiness down ho gaya tha pichle 4-5 mahino se. Is liye itna time to bilkul bhi nahi mila ki story likhoon baith kar.

Aaplog mujhe maaf kare aur Kumar apartment ke agle aane wale kisso ka maza le. Aap apni opinion mujhe mere mail pe de sakte hai kahani padne ke bad. Aap logo ke mail ka mujhe intzaar rahega. Mera mail id [email protected] pe bhej sakte hai.

Let’s go to Kumar Apartment..

PART 5 (continued):  Swati ke sath GOOD Morning

Narrated by Amit:

Room se nikalte hi jhat se kitchen ko gaya jaha aunty kaam kar rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi woh boli.

Aunty : Kya mere kahne pe itna jaldi aa gaye? Pooja paat puri kar lete.
Main : Are nahi aunty ho gaya.
Aunty : Tumhare baal ab bhi geele hai matlab nahakar zyada der nahi hui. Maaf karna beta tumhe tumhari hisab se pooja pat karne time nahi diya, mujhe laga.

Itne mein main tokte hue bola : Are sorry mat bolo. Uthne mein maine der ki kal ki thakaan thi thodi. So pooja paat me khood hi nahi kar paya.
Aunty : Theek hai beta, woh dekho aa rahi hai aalsi desh ki maharani.

Ye aunty ne ishara karte hue kaha aur us ishare ke taraf dekha to woh Swati ke kamre ke taraf thi. Maine dekha to Swati apne kamre se nikal kar aane lagi. Haye taoba kya lag rahi thi. Bigde baal aur usi top aur choti si short me gori chikni tange dikhate hue aakar diwaar se sat kar khadi ho gayi.

Aunty : Na sharam na laaj dekho to kaise choti si nikkar pehan kar aa gayi. Nalayak tu choti nahi rahi ab thodi to sharam rakho Amit ke samne.

Is par mein bolta bhi kya, chup chap khada raha kabhi aunty ko dekhta to kabhi Swati ko.

Swati : Kya maa aap bhi? Amit to mere bhaiya hai unse kya sharmana?

Ye sun maine aunty ko dekha to woh stove ke taraf palti hui thi aur fir Swati ko dekha to usne mujhe dekh shararti adao se apne hont ko kati aur fir ankh mari.
Main firse palat kar aunty ko dekha aur fir Swati ko dekh kar isharo me poocha ki tu kya kar rahi ho?

Aunty : Haan tere bhaiya hai par iska matlab tu nangi to nahi ghumegi na iske samne.
Swati : Offo tum baath ko kitna kheech rahi ho? Bhali mein nangi to nahi hoon. Bolo Amit bhaiya dekhiye mujhe aur batiye kya me nangi hoon?

Mujhe pata tha ye woh mujhe use maa ke samne dekhne ke liye bol rahi thi.

Amit : Main aap logo ke beech nahi aana chata. Na tum bina kapdo ke ho aur na hi aunty galat bol rahi hai. bas…
Aunty : Bilkul Amit batao use woh kitni galat hai.

Swati : Bola na unhone mein bina kapde ki nahi hoon to matlab mein bhi sahi hoon. Chaliye Amit bhaiya maa ki khitpit kabhi khatam nahi hogi. Hum chalkar TV dekhte hai.
Aunty : Haan haan TV. Kamse kam ab to naha lo.

Itne me Swati ne mere bazuo me apne hath dali aur mujhe kheech kar le jane lagi. Main kabhi Swati ko nahi nahi ka ishara karta to kabhi aunty ke taraf dekhta. Akhir kaar usne mujhe kheech kar living room me le gayi. Wahan usne mujhe dhake maar kar TV ke theek samne wali sofa par baitha diya.

Aur fir aage chalkar TV ka switch on kiya aur fir jhuk kar TV unit ke ledge se remote uthane lagi, haye rabbaaaa.. Jab woh mere taraf apni gand ko dikhate hue jhuki uski choti si short mein bhi uski gand ka ubhaar kitni akarshak thi. Usi jhuke halat me woh mujhe palat kar dekhi aur smile dete hue seedhi ho gayi.

Fir woh wapas aakar mere theek bagal mein chipak kar baith gayi. Apne gore nange pairo ko utha kar samne wale centre table par rakh kar araam se baith kar TV on kiya. TV mein kuch kuch to chal raha tha aur woh channel pe channel badle ja rahi thi.

Swati : To boliye kya dekhoge mere Amit bhaiyaaaaaaa!

Hum dono jis disha me baithe the uske baaye taraf hi kitchen tha agar aunty thodi si bhi jank ke dekhe to hum dono ko peeche se dekh sakti thi. Isi liye mein thoda ghabra raha tha Swati se is tarah chipak kar baithne me. Par Swati ko to maano aise chup chup kar chipakna maza de rah thi.

Fir usne palat kar kitchen ke taraf dekhi aur fir mujhe, aur fir mere gaal par ek chummi laga di. Main to bas ghabrakar palat kar kitchen ko dekha aur fir Swati se poocha ki kya kar rahi ho?

Swati : Wahi jo mujhe acha laga. Kyu tumhe acha nahi laga?

TV ki sound ke karan use aur mujhe pata tha ki hamari baate aunty nahi sun sakti par fir bhi dar tha ki kahi woh dekh na le.

Main : Acha laga par aunty….

Usne mujhe itna hi bolne diya aur fir mere honto par hont laga kar ek aur choti si kiss de daali. Main samajh gaya isse bath karna bekaar hai aur muh band kar ke TV ki taraf dekhne laga. Swati khil khila kar has rahi thi maano use mujhe is tarah chedne me bahut maza aa raha ho.

Itne me usne apna mobile jo uske bagal me usne rakha tha woh uthaya aur uska camera on karke boli : Chaliye ek selfi ho jaye.

Woh mere kareeb aayi aur hum dono ka sath me ek selfi picture click kar dali. Woh mere sachme itne kareeb thi. kya bolu mein. Mujhe in sabse maza bhi aa raha tha aur sath hi darr bhi. Sachme dosto woh feeling jo hum chup chupa kar karte hai usme khule aam karne se bhi kafi zada maza aata hai.

Aur iska asar mere 34 shorts ke andar hone lag gaya tha. mera land ab apne aadhe aakaar me aa chuka tha Swati ko apne itne kareeb aysi harkate karte hue aur ye use bhi shayad lag gaya tha. Jhat se usne mere hath ko liya aur apne khuli gori jhango par rakh diya. Main apne hath ko dekha aur fir use.

Swati : Kabse dekh ke mann bhar rahe ho, hath laga ke dekh lo.
Amit : Sachme tum pagal ho aur mujhe bhi pagal banaogi. Yaar aunty yahi aur tum.

Jaise hi maine ye bolkar khatam kiya tabhi..
Aunty : Lo beta tumhari chaaye.

Is awaaz se hum dono jaan gaye ki aunty theek hamare peeche hai aur hamare taraf aa rahi hai. Par shayad unhe mera hath Swati ke jangho ke upar nahi dikha sofa ke backrest ke karan. Par jab tak woh zyada paas aati mere hath ko Swati ne apne jaangho par pakad rakha aur jhat se uske upar bagal me padi sofa ke cussion ko rakh diya.

Cussion zaroorat ke hisab se badi thi to aunty ko dikh nahi raha tha mera hath jab woh aakar mujhe aur Swati ko chaye diya. Kyu ki mera right hand uske jangho par tha mujhe apne left hand se chaye lena pada. Pata nahi is baath par aunty ka dhyaan gaya ya nahi par hum dono TV ko dekhte rahe mano hum kuch chupa nahi rahe aur TV dekhne me vyast ho.

Hame chaye dene ke baad aunty bhi mere bagal me rakhe sofa par baith gayi. Mujhe laga ab to pure phase. Par Swati ko to koi dar hi nahi tha par meri phat bhi rahi thi sath hi uske chikne jangho ka sparsh mere shorts me garmi bana rahi thi.

Woh cussion ke neeche mere hatho ke ungliyo me ungliya phasa kar meench rahi thi aur kyu ki aunty thi bagal mein hi to ab mein kuch bol bhi nahi sakta tha. TV mein usne koi to serial laga diya jo aunty bhi dekha karti thi to aunty ka dhyaan pura TV me lag gaya.

Aur tabhi cushion ke neeche Swati ne mere ungliyo ko apne shorts ke ekdam kareeb lejakar rakh di. Fir dheere se apna hath nikal liya cushion ke andar se. Mera hath ab bhi andar tha. Aap logo me jinhone ne bhi kisi ladki ki jangho ke gahrayi pe hath lagaya ho jaha jangh khatam hoti hai to pata hi hoga waha kitni garmahat hoti hai.

Us garmahat se mujhe pata chal gaya ki mera hath uske madakta ke kitne kareeb thi. Maine thodi si ungli hilayi to mujhe woh ehsaas hua ki mera hath uske chut ke aur jangho ke beech pahuch gaya tha. Aur jab mein ungli ko thoda hilata.

Maine dekha ki Swati jisne apne pair samne rakhe centre table par rakhi thi, paaw ki ungliya machal rahi thi. Samajh gaya mein ki meri ungliya bhi use maza de rahi thi. Meri ungliya dheere dheere aur bole to dheere shabd se bhi dheere uske short ke opening se aur andar ja rahi thi.

Aur jitna bhi andar ja rahi thi ab tak aisa nahi laga ki koi aur bhi kapda andar ho. Aur kuch der bad maine kuch aisa chua mano koi halki nami wali hont ho. Aur samajh gaya ki usne andar kuch nahi pahna hai aur meri ungli uske chut ko chu rahi hai.

Maine aunty ko dekha jo TV dekhne me lagi hui thi aur fir Swati ko dekha jiski aankhe aadhi band ho rahi thi maano koi nasha ho raha ho use. Jhat se mere armanao ko chur karte hue Swati uthi aur apne chaye ke cup ko lekar kitchen ko chali kayi.

Maine socha bhala usne aisa kyu kiya aur palat kar dekha to Swati kitchen se mujhe ungliyo ke ishare se bulane lagi. Meri chaye khatam nahi hui thi par dusra chara nahi tha. Jhat se maine apna chaye piya aur uth kar kitchen ko chala gaya par aunty serial me doobi hui thi.

Shayad unhe pata bhi na chala ho ki kab hum dono uth kar waha se chale gaye. Jab mein kitchen pahuncha to Swati ne bilkul bhi der na ki aur mere t-shirt ko pakad kar kheecha aur mere hont par zor ka kiss laga dala.

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The housewarming ceremony was finally over. The guests and Savita bhabhi’s Sasur left in the morning. Ashok also left for office along with them.

The house which was filled with the chatter of the people became as silent as a classroom in Summer. Not that it mattered to Savita bhabhi as she finally felt relieved and was excited to discard her clothes and walk freely in the buff. She always liked to feel the breeze kiss her body even in the places where only tongue of men and woman can reach.

It was an hour after Ashok left for office and Savita was enjoying her day in the nude when a woman called her name out loud from the outside.

“Ah, give me a fucking break”, she cursed silently and walked straight to open the door not realizing she was nude!

Savita got startled looking at the woman standing by the door. “Shobha”, she called and immediately, the woman launched herself to her and hugged her tightly. Even she didn’t realize that Savita was all in the erotic glory!

Shobha started sobbing heavily.

“Calm down now, tell me what happened”, Savita composed herself as she closed the door.

Shobha stopped sobbing. She pulled out from the embrace and said while wiping the tears out of her silky face, “I don’t know what I am going to do.”

Her sobbing was over but her voice was still filled with deep sadness. That was when Shoba noticed Savita stark naked and asked in a sense of wonder and guilt, “Did I interrupt something?”

She eyed from the top to the bottom and for a second, her eyes lingered on the pubic-mound filled with dark black hair.

“What?”, Savita replied and when she realized her outlook, she quickly pulled a night robe and wore it.

“Sorry. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Anyway, what’s with you?”

Shoba started sobbing again and narrated the issue of her dad fixing her marriage. To be exact, an arranged marriage with a big shot Jeweller’s son, Harish. Harish was a total Momma’s boy and a family guy. Shoba was scared that he will not be ‘enough’ for her.

She also confessed she is doubting his capabilities in the bed and when she asked him to fuck her, he replied directly that he has promised his mother that he wouldn’t have sex with the bride before the wedding. That’s the reason she was worried to death as she can’t marry a man who is not good enough to break the bed.

Savita bhabhi consoled her and finally agreed to talk with Harish regarding the situation. This made Shoba happy and she thanked Savita as heartily as she could and Savita didn’t regret it a bit. She thanked Savita by giving her a deep kiss on both her lips and made her cum twice before the clock struck twelve.

Later Savita visited Harish. She was wearing a short dress that barely covers ass that day. The red of the dress looked spot on. Her curves were clearly highlighted as she walked through Harish’s house. Her ass swayed as she walked with high heels and it was an understatement to say that the security guards outside Harish’s house didn’t have an erection that can only be satisfied with a tight pussy.

“It’s my pleasure to meet you, Ms. Patel”, a dark man bowed and kissed her hand. “Hope my security detail didn’t intimidate you.”

“No.. Not at all”, Savita replied. “It is my pleasure to finally meet you, Mr. Banerji”.

“I am quite unsure but which Jeweller you are from?”, he asked her to sit.

“Jeweller? You must be confused”, she said.

Harish took a moment to reply as her nipples were starting to get visible from underneath the red dress. Savita could clearly feel there was certainly an erotic aura around him and she was getting aroused.

“Ah, I see”, he replied finally. “But not here. Let’s go out for lunch, shall we?”

The lunch was at a posh restaurant and Harish had a seat reserved at a posh table. The wine served was excellent. Savita decided to play along as she was representing a Jeweller. Harish started flirting with her.

“So tell me Savita, are you married?”, he asked.

“I am”, she replied with a polite grin.

“Oh, such a waste of beauty!”, he sighed.

Just then the server served the food.

“Perhaps I might be able to persuade her to leave her husband. Prakash, huh?”

“Oh definitely”, the server replied. “If anyone could, it can only be you sir”, he replied humbly.

“You are totally flirting with me to get my business,” Savita announced with a spark in her eyes. Her breathing was deep.

“Nah”, he laughed lightly. “I am flirting with you because I find you ravishing”. He spoke softly near her ears. His voice sent jitters down her body and her pussy reacted.

“See..”, he took his phone out and touched and swiped on it hastily and showed the screen to her. “I have cleared my schedule for the rest of the day and let’s get to know each other”.

She raised her eyebrow, “You sound as if you already have a place in mind”.

“I do”, he said with a mischievous smirk. “You’ll love it”.

“This is my apartment to entertain my clients”.

He said as they got out of his car and walked to a posh looking apartment.

A thought struck Savita, “Is this Harish’s fuckpad?”

They settled on a comfortable sofa in the luxurious living area. Harish had fixed them a drink. They sat side by side and their bodies were only a few inches apart.

“This is the place that makes me comfortable”, he said sipping from the cocktail glass. His another hand was around Savita while Savita rested casually on the cushion.

“I do agree, this is comfortable”, she replied stretching her legs. The already short dress raised a couple of inches higher. Her milky thighs were exposed and if she wore normal cotton panties, it would have been exposed as well.

“It’s nice to do business with someone incredibly beautiful,” he said calmly.

Savita began, “You probably tell this line to every woman…” But she was cut in between by Harish.

“Only you”, he said bowing his head towards her. “Do you find me attractive?”

Blood rushed her cheeks as she blushed. “I would be lying if I say I didn’t.” It is always the blushing of a confident woman which makes it incredibly sexy.

“Come here”. He pulled her towards him and his face was inches from her face. Her heart rate spiked as he held her closely but she was shocked by the sudden pull.

“I told you, I am married”, she blurted considering his dark lips were close as the distance between the lips before the lips mingle to kiss.

“But you said yourself you are attracted to me”.

Harish rested his head on the voluptuous boobs. He could hear the deep and rapid heartbeat of hers. The chest heaved with every breath and he could feel her nipples on his cheeks.

Harish started caressing those humongous boobs above the blood red dress. He gave a rather important to the nipples and he knew she was as aroused as him even though she is reluctant to do anything pleasurable. He started giving small pecks on her smooth neck.

A light moan escaped her mouth.

“I think this is going far,” she thought. “Think why you are here, Savita.”

She let out a moan as he gave another peck and cupped her breast. She opened her mouth to speak as she knew she can’t speak if she let him continue.

Will Savita bhabhi tell Harish to stop? Or will she seize the moment and satisfy her sexual urge? Watch the episode in comic here – Savita Bhabhi: Episode 81: A Special Arrangement

Hello everyone. This is an incident happened with someone else. However, he asked me to pen it down. If you like this story, please write to me on- [email protected] or hangout/kik me on the same id.

Her vagina was fully exposed with a young cock buried inside it. She finally able to shout, “What the hell is this Kabir! What are you doing?” she shouted assuming that he would get panicked and leave her but he didn’t.

He murmured, “Aunty, I am sorry. Please don’t be mad. I am really sorry. I just couldn’t help myself.” He was shaking like a hell. “I just don’t know. I couldn’t control. I find you very attractive. I am really sorry.”

His words were not making sense to her. “Kabir, you came to my bedroom and start doing this. What the fuck were you thinking? Trying to rape me? Are you drunk and out of your mind? I am like your mother.” She was looking at him and he started to look worried.

She noticed the more worried he looks, the more adorable he is becoming. She sensed an irony that she is having a conversation a boy young enough to be her son while her legs are up in the air with his cock buried inside her pussy. He had not moved from there.

With every breath he was taking, she could feel his cock moving inside her. Even after all the shock, she could not hide the pleasure she was getting out if this. “I have had a bit of drink aunty. I shouldn’t have done something like this. It’s just that…Sorry, it’s so stupid.”

“No no. Explain to me. I am listening.”

“It’s just that we had a bet. It’s really stupid.” He was struggling to get words out of his mouth.

“What bet? I want to hear all of it.”

She suddenly smiled to herself inside. The more embarrassed and afraid he becomes, the words are getting hard to get out of her mouth. She is finding him sexier in this situation. She is coming out of her initial shock and now feeling sort of flattered that he wanted her so badly.

How often does that happen when a teenage boy had a crush on a middle-aged lady and go to this extent to get her. She could feel him inside her throbbing and send pulses of pleasure into her womb. He was really good. She didn’t feel something like this in ages. She almost forgot what it takes to feel like this.

He has a good physique and he certainly knows how to use it. He stretched her wide open and reach depth deep inside her. She was feeling as if he had reached up to her stomach. She was quite shocked that she was able to take all of it without much trouble.

One part of her brain which was sensible and reasonable told her that this is her son’s best friend, she was old enough to be his mother and he was about to rape her. His cock was still inside her. The slutty part of her brain was saying most of it- he is young, good looking with good stamina.

He could give her what she was craving for. At her age, how many chances she would get to have someone like him. She thought to herself- this is the chance for her. Maybe once in a lifetime chance. “We…We all had that bet. It’s really stupid. I cannot tell you. You would be pissed.” He was stammering.

She was intrigued. She needed to know more and knew she was now in control of all this situation. She is in charge now. She could still feel him inside her. She squeezed her pussy little just to tease her. She could feel him twitch. She looked at him and said in a hard tone, “I want an explanation now. I want to know what is going on here. What was this bet that you came and tried to rape me.”

Kabir said, “Okay. But don’t be mad please.”

“Hang on.” She stopped him. “Would you keep it inside me while you are telling me a story or you are going to take it out?”

“I am really sorry.” He mumbled and pushed himself off. She felt his cock pull out of her pussy and instantly wanted back inside her. She could feel her pussy stretched wide open without having his cock filling the gap. He sat back on the bed as she pushed herself up and sat in front of him.

Her legs were still spread on either side of him but for the first time, she could look at him properly. She could see him without clothes properly the first time. He has a nice one. Neither muscular not lean. His cock was still hard and standing out. She looked at it.

She could not believe moments ago it was inside her. She thought about moving away from him and grabbing something to cover herself. It’s weird that she was sitting naked on a bed with her son’s best friend. She could still feel her thrust. She was feeling really horny and liked the fact that her legs were still around him.

She could feel his naked flesh against her legs. Kabir could clearly see her wet and gaping pussy. With this prime view, his cock decline to rest. She stayed where she was and waiting for his reply. “Don’t be mad aunty. It was a stupid bet.”

He started. “After leaving the house, we went to a pub to have drinks. After sometimes we decided that we would have a competition to see who could pull the oldest woman. We thought it would be fun. But to be honest I couldn’t think of anyone except you. I have fancied you for long. I know it’s not right but I couldn’t help it.”

“I didn’t know. I am quite surprised.” She tried to act normal though she was flattered. “So, how did everyone do in the bet?” She asked.

“None of the guys managed to chat except Aman. He met a woman who was probably around 45 years old.”

“Does that mean he is not here?”

“No, he isn’t. He went back to her place and asked me to stay here.”

“Dirty little pervert,” she said. “What was she like and who does she think taking advantage of?”

He smiled at her reaction. “She was alright but nothing compared to you.” She looked at him and asked, “Why me Kabir? You are quite good looking and also good at everything. I am sure you could have any girl of your own age. I am old enough to be your mother. So what this is all about fancying me?”

He looked embarrassed and said, “I don’t know. But I don’t like any girl of my age. They all are so girlish. You look really pretty. You maintain yourself well and have a charismatic personality. Plus, the fact that you are old enough to be my mother is of advantage. I find that quite sexy.”

She asked again, “But look at me. I am 45 years old. I got wrinkles and getting saggy and fat.” Though she secretly knows that she looked pretty good even at this age.

“I don’t know aunty. I love all these things. Maybe it’s little weird but that’s how it is. To be honest, I cannot think of anyone sexier than you.”

She could not hold any longer. It was getting out of her hand. She needed him. She wanted him badly. She wanted to make his cock hard. Hard enough so that she could take him inside her, feel him inside her.

“But you should be chasing girls of your own age Kabir. You are handsome and got a good boy. And believe you whatever you have down there, is quite good” She doesn’t know how these words came out of her mouth. “The problem is aunty, I don’t know. But I don’t like much with them.”

She smiled with a touch of seduction. “Well, I know what it will like them. I can assure you for this.” She giggles and decided instantly to take control of the situation. She moved closer to him with her legs spread around his thighs so that he was in between her and within touching distance.

Her face was near him and she could feel his breath on her face. “Kabir, I am old enough to be your mother. I’ve got kids older than you. Does that turn you on? Do you really want to fuck someone older than you? Do you really want to fuck your friend’s mother? Imagine the reaction of Aman if he sees us. How would he react if he comes to know that you are lying here on the bed naked with me?”

She could feel his hardening cock with all this talk. “Does this really excite you? Is this making you hard?” She goes near her ear touch his earlobe with her lips and whispered, “You really enjoy while I talk dirty with you? Isn’t it?” She sucked his earlobe after whispering this.

“Umm,” he hardly manages to get it out of his mouth. “I always fantasized you acting slutty and dirty. It’s just unimaginable that women of your age would act in such a manner. Since you are normally so proper, it’s really exciting that you have this hidden inside you which is opening just for me”

“Don’t worry. There are many things which will open for you tonight. I can act slutty if you assure me that I will get something good in return,” she smiled and while saying this looked at his hard cook with eyes full of lust. She continued making sure that she is very near to him.

By going her fingers all over his body, “I want you here and now. I want you to be rough and really fuck me hard. I want you to make me dirty as much as you can.” She goes for his lips and pushed her tongue inside his mouth as hard as she could. She felt his urgent and hurried response pushing his tongue back.

She was enjoying his inexperienced enthusiasm. She knew that dirtier she would talk, the more tuned he will become. His strings are in her hand and she was enjoying this fully. She never acted like this before. She didn’t realize that this was something hidden inside her.

Hello Readers, this is my first story so please excuse minuscule mistakes would be surely appreciated. Feel free to reach out to me at [email protected]

This is my real experience from two years back. I was 25 years old at that time, can be considered hot(not bragging) and have an athletic body. I am located in Delhi and the girl is located in Noida

I am a regular user of dating apps and one day found this girl Shweta from an online site. She was a regular girl next door girl with a dusky complexion and 36-32-38 figure. Her age was 21 years.

It all started when I took her number and called her early morning around 7 o’clock. She seemed someone submissive by the tone(seriously). I confronted her directly and asked are you someone who likes the partner to take decisions?

To which she said I love being dominated. Although she was in a very good college she did not want any leadership roles in her life. I asked her to meet in the evening.

Day 1:
In the evening, I picked her up from Pragati Maidan metro station parked the car on a sideline and started talking. She said she loved pain and getting slapped. So I told her to remove her specs and told her from that moment you will not take my name and call me sir.

To which she said yes sir. Then I turned towards her and slapped her face and she did not react. Next, I told her whenever we meet you will count the numbers of my gifts(spanking) you have received to which she said yes sir. Listening to this I got excited and started slapping her senselessly.

And after 5-6 slaps (she was counting loudly) I grabbed her by her hair and asked did you like it. She said yes sir and I slapped her again and pinched her boobs which made her moan ( ah sir dard ho raha hai).

At that moment I got angry and told her, “Randi aj ke bad ye mat bolio dard ho raha hai.”(whore never say there is any pain) to which she closed her eyes and said yes sir. After this, I dropped her back at the metro station and went home.

Day 2:
I called her and asked when she would be free. She said around 4 o’clock she will reach my home’s nearest metro station. I had planned this meet at my friends home as he lives alone. Now she asked me pleaded me to pick her up and I told her to learn your place.

You need to walk till the specific GPS location I provided. Once she arrived she called me. She had reached and I explained to her how to reach the flat discreetly as this is a posh neighbor friendly block where everyone knew everyone.

Finally, she entered the door. I had instructed her to sit on her knees by the door as soon as she entered with her eyes on the floor and wait for my orders.she was a good bitch and it went exactly how I like it from such mind fucked sluts.

Now I signaled her to come towards the sofa right next to the door. She moved like a dog towards me. I kept my shoe on her shoulder. She got the hint and started opening the laces with her mouth and removed the shoe then removed the socks with her mouth and licked the sweat off my feet (one by one each foot).

Now I held her by her hair and started walking towards the bedroom while she walked behind me like a dog (I really enjoy it). I made her sit beside the bed and asked her to strip off her clothes which she did. While she removed her bra I held her by her panty, and in a snatch tore it.

I slapped her like crazy (she counted it was 7 slaps on her face). Fir maine usse bataya bhen ki lodi teri himmat kaise hui jeans utarne ke liye khade hone ki. She said sorry really sorry maaf kardo I shook her by her hair and she knew what she did as she had missed saying, sir, this time.

Now I instructed her to remove my jeans which sure did while she stays between my legs. I told her this is for the pleasure of both of us so at any time you think you need to stop this or the punishment is too extreme say “red” and she nodded her head.

I held her by her hair and made her lick my hairy inner thighs and my underwear. She really knew how to lick like a bitch and did a good job while I removed my underwear and stuffed her mouth with my 7″ dick. My other hand started its work on her back.

I started slapping her back and boobs with my hands. She gasped for air as my dick was penetrating her throat and saliva came out of her mouth on my balls and thighs and some fell on the floor. After 10 minutes of a painful blowjob, I pushed her to the floor and put my feet on her face and the bitch started sucking my feets fingers.

Then I made her sit in doggy on all fours again and started spanking her ass. I took out a leather whip and beat her till there were a lot of marks on her lower back and some blood marks on her ass. Now I held her hair and inserted her in doggy style right into her pussy which was flowing like a river with all the love I had shown her.

I started ramming her while holding her hair and using the whip on her face and ass occasionally. It was a very satisfying thing to see a nerd college teens ass left with marks left from handprints and the small whip marks while the whores pussy still being used and the moaning sounds and my abuses fill the room.

After 15-20 minutes of fucking and spanking I turned her by her hair and started slapping her continuously and said bhen ki Lodi randi isko kehte hai chudna to which she said ji sir thank you sir and she was giving me a hand job and I come on her face and boobs and floor.

She ate everything from her face and boobs and started moving and I pushed her to the floor and told her bhen ki lodi zameen teri ma saaf karegi she said sorry sir and licked the floor clean. Ab tera kam khatam 5 minute me bahar nikal ja yaha se nahi to nanga bhejunga.

She hurriedly wore her clothes crawled to the door and left. Hope you like this real story. I do enjoy normal sex but have different partners for different kinks. Please share your feedback on [email protected]

Based on the feedback I will be sharing more of my real life experiences. Cute girls and mature aunties from Delhi feel free to reach out to me.spa

Hi all, after reading stories regularly here I take it as my pleasure to share my experience with you all. Hope you like it and comment.

I am always surprised to know how uniquely people celebrate their intimate relationship with their narrations. I wondered many times if those intimate actions were actual or fantasy. Being married for 10 years I had no such pleasure in sex.

Love making, sexually teasing, licking and sucking were beyond my imagination and experience as we are from a very conservative business family. We have spoken more business than love and intimate love. For us, sex is just a biological act to get baby.

Also, I am not sure if my husband was getting pleasure but for me, it was no pleasure for sure. Our sexual act was mechanical than emotional love. He hardly used to lift my garments up above my waist, throat his dick, give few jerks, release his juice and move away.

Our sexual relationship limited to this routine action and after the birth of kids, this routine action became a very rare possibility. All this made me think most of the stories are influenced by Western culture than real experience until the day of this incident.

Let me introduce myself. I am Ritika, aged 33, have 2 kids. I am a semi-housewife as I look after my husband’s business too. My husband Ajay is a full-time orthodox businessman. My marriage with him is of no happy and no regret. He is a nice gentleman who always cared for family and business.

As I mentioned earlier Ajay was never active or exploiting in sexual life but still, he maintained himself a good man. To tell on my appearance I can say I am a head turner. I stand 5.4 feet tall, weigh 55 kgs, I am fair by the skin, I have a silky black hair cut to shoulder length.

I measure 34 30 36, my curvy body forces most of the men to take one more turn towards me. Though I liked for being noticed by many men I remained expressionless owing to my conservative family background. Out of the men who take lusty stare on me, one man was catching my notice often and he’s most irritating.

He is Sunil, he is most irritating while staring at me. Many times his lustful stares forced me to take a look at my dress and correct it unnecessarily. His staring eyes were so much focussed as if he is exploring my body part by part through his eyes. Many times I was in a kind of humiliation that I wanted to talk about this to my husband.

But I restrained as Sunil is a partner in business and this might create a dent in the business pattern. As I rarely to go office and meet him I kept his lustful stares within me. I had a clear opinion on Sunil, that he is lusting for me and covering up his character by calling me bhabhi.

It was noon around 12.30 on that day, I heard the doorbell ring. I noticed Sunil at the door from the camera. I cursed him for dropping to home when my husband is away and my children were also out to school. I opened the door. Sunil wished me.

I quickly asked him the reason for dropping to home. Sunil cleverly said that he wanted to meet Ajay. I replied he is off the city for which Sunil said he was told Ajay will be available till noon and saying this he entered the house. All the while his eyes were scanning me from top to bottom. I without interest offered him to sit and juice for which he readily agreed.

Cursing my self I walked to the kitchen to make juice. I was hoping that Sunil wouldn’t be adventurous and harmful to me. Soon I understood that I was wrong. Sunil groped me from behind. I reacted very strongly and tried to get rid of him. He overpowered me. I was groped by him such that I couldn’t move even a bit.

He had caught my hands and waist together while he smells my neck, I was still struggling to get off from him. I was yelling and pleading him to spare me. He was in no mind to heed my requests. He was going aggressive and trying to convince me saying, “Bhabhi don’t ignore yourself, you need this. I know it by your eyes.”

He planted kisses on my cheeks and neck, he had tied my legs with his legs, he pulled my hands backpacked between him and me. He cupped my breasts and kissing my face. My breast was crushed by one hand and the other hand was surfing through my body from the stomach to abdomen.

He was rubbing my body such hard that my blue saree was getting misplaced. He pulled off saree pleats and my saree started to fall off from me. My protest was getting weaker and he was becoming more aggressive. I felt like I lost to him when I didn’t try to get away from him when he released my hands.

I was standing with him still he was hugging me from behind. He pushed my pallu off from my breast, by this time my saree was on the floor. He cupped my breasts over blouse, his squeeze was such hard that I could feel the pressure on my breasts. His one hand reached out to my waist, naval and my crotch.

His hand running through my waist and stomach must have made me horny or I might have liked his rough touches on my body that I had no protest. I was calm and breathing heavily. I was in his grip and he turned me toward him. He had not let me off from his strong arms.

He had hugged me so tight that I was finding difficult to breathe. His palms were caressing my back to waist and hips. He crushed my butts hard, lifted me and kissed me on the neck. He said, “Aja bhabhi, aapko jo chahiye mein deta hu.”  Saying this he carried me on his shoulders to the room where he laid me on the bed.

I was free enough to run away from there but I had not done that. Maybe because of my hidden desires awoke by then. He hurriedly removed his t-shirt and track pant. He was not wearing his underwear. The sight of his naked body bought me to my consciousness on the happenings between us.

While writing this I am surprised with myself for not getting up and running away from the bed. I had been laid on the bed without any hesitation. Sunil laid on me, he kissed all my face and lips. He chewed my lower lip and played with my tongue.

Without my knowledge I had budged to his act, I was holding him by the head, caressing his hairs. He pulled himself down to kiss my neck and then my cleavage. All the while my fingers were emotionally caressing his hairs. He then started to unhook my blouse.

He unhooked it, he hastily unhooked my bra. He kissed my cleavage and areola. He was licking my entire breast, he circles his tongue circling on my areola and he sucked my light brown nipple. He was cuddling my breasts, twist my light brown nipples and suck each of them. Some heat was flowing through my body.

I never had felt this much excited on the bed. I never had experienced my nipples such hard. He was squeezing each of my breasts and suck them. His one hand had pushed my skirt up to my thighs.

He sat on the bed and he pulled me up for a hug. I can’t believe how I lost my mind and let him remove my blouse. He removed my blouse and bra. He hugged me again, smooched my back and kissed my face. He whispered, “Itna tension kyun.” I was in not a position to talk or protest.

I was stagnant, he was true that I was tensed as this is my first experience in life other than my husband. He kept on smooching my upper body from back to front on my breasts. He had hugged me so tight that my breasts were jammed between us. He started to lean on me, I was feeling his weight on me which I couldn’t withstand and I fell on the bed.

He too followed me and fell over me his legs were spread across my waist. He was laid on me holding me by my head kissing my lips. I was feeling the heat of his dick on the stomach. He again pressed my breasts with both hands so hard that I yelled loud. He buried his face between my breast and suck each of my nipples one after one.

All the while I enjoyed the way he treated my body hugging him and caressing his body. He leaned beside me, I felt tickled when smooched my waist and naval. Now he was sucking my nipples and his hand smooched my abdomen and legs. He pulled my skirt up and pushed his hand inside my skirt. He caught and rub my shaved pussy inside my skirt.

As a habit at home, I hadn’t worn panties. I felt the shiver and took a long breath as his hand reached to my pussy. He removed his hand from my skirt and untied my skirt knot, he turned me towards him, he pushed my skirt below my butts. He grabbed my left leg over his leg. He smooched hard on my butt cheeks and he slapped them saying, “Kya gandwali hai tu.”

He was rubbing my ass cheeks for some time and ask, “Kaha chodu tujhe, Janu?” His words were also enjoyable to me but I was unable to answer. He then pushed me laid me on my back, rubbed my pussy while he was sucking my nipples. He slides my skirt down my leg and removed it. He got up, as he sat back and stared at my nude body.

I was shy and tried to cover my feminine by my hands. He forcibly removed my hands and I turned and laid on the stomach. He sat over my bums, kiss, and massaged my back till waist. He leaned over me, whispered in my ears, “Don’t be shy bhabhi.”  His body heat was passing on me.

His dick sometimes getting between my butt crack and sometimes on my butt cheeks. His dick had become very hot. He leaned down to legs massaging my thighs and fleshy butts. He pressed both of my butts hard, smell, kiss and bite them. He smooched through my back to my buttocks.

He then kneading my butt, his fingers were caressing my butt crack. I was feeling more excited as he was exploring every bit of my body. He turned me to face him. He was looking into my eyes and trying to spread my legs. His hands came between my legs.

His rough hand was running over my pussy, rubbing and nibbling it. I felt his finger passing in through my pussy. He kept fingering for some time. I first time felt horny and sexually excited still shy and nervous. As I know, after I grew up to age except for my husband no one had a view of my pussy. He forced to spread my legs. He again started to rub my pussy.

He slipped down to my legs kiss my pussy. He then started to play on my pussy with his tongue. It is unexplainable feel when he licked my pussy part by part from pussy lips, sides, my hole, and finger. I was breathing heavily and moaning. By the time I was wet. I couldn’t resist going wet as he was nibbling every part of my pussy.

After a while, he came over me, by this time I was sure Sunil is preparing to fuck me. I was in such a horny stage that I voluntarily spread my legs expecting his warm dick piercing through my wet pussy. He further spread my legs by holding and locking his legs with mine.

I could sense his dick over my pussy waiting to explore my pussy. He kept his dick over my pussy lips. He held my palms with his palms and he pushes. It was going hard inside my pussy. I could feel the warmth of his meat inside pussy. He bent towards me kiss me and whispered, “Teri chut abhi itna tight hai, Ajay bhayya dum se chodta nahi kya?”

I was just feeling his shoving his dick in me hard, he gave a long push that his entire dick came in me. I was feeling burnt and hard inside that I gasped. He then pulled back, push his dick again very hard. A few minutes later he got up sat between my legs holding my legs spread by his hands. He inserted his dick in my pussy again start pumping his dick in and out of my pussy.

I was skipping my breath as he started to quick fuck me. With his fucking, I came to know new depth in my pussy. I was moaning and yelling every time he shoved his dick fully in me. He too was moaning and groaning with me. I had forgotten all my conservative family background and enjoying him to fuck me passionately hard.

I had gone wet long before and was happy though I was tired by his fuck, he was still fucking in same strength and hardness. At last, he too seemed to be tired after a long fuck. His throbs had become slow but hard and finding new deep in me. He groaned aloud, he buried his dick in me and fell over me breathing heavily.

By the time I was wet again and this time he too cummed in me. I could feel his warm streams of sperm shoot and flow inside my pussy. We both were tired, breathing and sweating. I am happy with Sunil to take advantage of me even though it is illicit in nature.

I fell in his love the way he treated me physically that kept me encourage him to fuck me often whenever I am alone at home. Hope you all liked my story and look forward to comments on [email protected].

Hello readers. A few hours back, I had just received a mail from the site that my first writing was published. And I  want to convey my very heartfelt thanks to all those who have taken the effort to write to my mail [email protected].

After reading that, Harry, Manoj, Syed, Sumit and Hunter, I have read the emails you guys have sent to me. I also responded. I absolutely have not expected any reaction of that sort. It just makes me feel confident, I am not being unheard, even if it might not mean that I am understood.

Nevertheless, now, I have come online to write the second time I met that guy, VJ, about whom I wrote the first story. This may be vulgar to those who prefer sex like vanilla sex. Thanking each one of you who wrote to me after reading the first one, I am starting the second one.

So, that night after he pressed my left boob and left, I was feeling ok that something fine turned out of my effort that evening. Few days passed. I would msg him sometimes but he wouldn’t respond. Wasn’t long that we met.

All this happened in a span of fewer than 40 days or so. So maybe like a fortnight after the first meeting in my home, I was outside, walking with a friend of mine. That time, all of a sudden I get a call from VJ.

I was pleasantly wondering if this really happened as a response to my messages. I answered the call and however haven’t spoken anything much. Just informed him that I was with a friend at the time and would call him once I get away from my friend.

I and my friend were talking for quite some good time like an hour or so. After I and my friend parted ways, I called VJ. He did answer my call this time.

He asked, “You were messaging me, so I thought of calling and talking to you.”

Me: “Oh. That’s sweet of you. Thank you for being courteous. Where are you?”

VJ: “At the saloon.”

Me: “For a haircut?”

VJ: “Head massage.”

Me: “I thought you called for something else.”

I giggled and he was just simple in his conversation. He said, “I will call you later,” and disconnected the call.

I walked back home. This call happened sometime at 7 PM or so. I was sweating from the walk, I took a nice bath and got fresh, had dinner and spent some time in the evening. I got into my bed and was checking my mobile.

When it was about 11 PM that night, my phone started to ring. It was VJ calling me again. I very cautiously answered the call.

Me: “Hey hi.”

VJ: “Hi, where are you?”

Me: “I am at my home. Where are you?”

VJ: “I need a help. Will you do it?”

Me: “What kind of help!”

VJ: “I am with two of my friends”

Me: “OK. So?”

VJ: “Today is one of the guys’ birthday. And we are coming to you now.”

Me: “What? Wait. You mean you want me to suck all three of you?”

VJ: “I am unable to hear you.”

Me: “So, don’t bring them to my house. It’s risky for me. Please. I can’t trust everyone. I trusted you. Don’t do this.”

VJ: “Hey no. Your house is only safe. They will be totally quiet. You can suck us one after the other.”

Me: “Nooo. Please, not that.”

VJ: “No. Your house is the safest place that I think of.”

Me: “No, please. Not at my home. Please find some other place where you can take me.”

VJ: “Why?’

Me: “It’s not safe. Just not at my home. You meet me at the same place that we met the first night. I will come there. You take me to someplace where I can suck you guys.”

VJ: “OK. We are coming. Come soon.”

Me: “In how much time will you be able to come here?”

VJ: “We are already around the corner. In 4-5 mins I will see you at the spot. Come soon.”

Me: “OK”

We disconnected the call. Then I checked at my house. I needed to be sure that parents were kind of asleep. Just when I was doing that, VJ calls me again. I wish back into my room and receive the call.

Me: “Where are you?”

VJ: “We are already there. Come.”

Me: “I need to check. Gimme 5 minutes to come here.”

VJ: “OK. Come soon.”

And I disconnected the call. I rechecked if my parents were asleep. I had to be sure that they were asleep. After confirming myself that my parents were asleep I slowly opened the door and sneaked or if the house.

I cautiously went to the place where I asked VJ to wait. As I was walking towards him, I saw him smile. He was a nice guy. I liked the way he treated me with a warm smile.

I was smiling and asked him, “Enti? Ila cheppakunda evarinaina teskosthava?”(What’s this? How come you call me all of a sudden and turn up with two other guys?)

He replied, “Eh kaadu. Vaallu naaku friends.” (Hey no. They are my friends)

Me: “Whose birthday is it?”

VJ directs his finger towards one of the two other guys and tells me that is his birthday. I wished him a happy birthday. I have already described how VJ’s body is. Let me describe this birthday boy.

He was a young boy, barely in his 20’s. Thin. Fair. Boyish charm in the eyes n smile. Cute. He was tall as much as I am. This guy had a shy feeling. He won’t even look me in my eyes.

But it was the third guy that caught my eye. That bright smile of his was like flashy and I couldn’t skip feeling that he was cute and that I want to be near him.

Thank you for reading. I guess I need to continue this in my next writing. Will definitely do that. I request you to write to me if you feel anything while reading me.

Dear friends, hope you liked the first part of my actual life experience through the title of the story, “Journey Of A Teenager”. This is the part 2 of the sequel and all these are real-life experiences.

As I entered my college, I became close to a family with 2 young sisters who lived very close to our house. The aunty whose name was Kalyani, also had an unmarried young sister, Kuheli. With time, I became very close to their entire extended family. The relationship developed into such a bond that I frequently stayed with them.

During this time, Kuheli and I jelled really well whenever she came from Kolkata. She was dark, not particularly beautiful but had exceptional talent in painting and creative arts. She was really talented but unfortunately, did not nurture it as she did not get family support. As it happens with everyone, she fell in love with me. I too was impressed with her quality and was not too sure whether to take this relationship further.

In the meantime, over the years, aunty Kalyani and I also became very close. Her husband, a government employee, was abusive and often I protected aunty and her daughters. One day during vacation when I went for my regular training camp, uncle hit aunty Kalyani on her face very badly. He even mercilessly beat his eldest daughter for a frivolous reason.

On coming back, I found a dark patch on aunty’s face and also on her back. Aunty did not want to say anything but her eldest daughter spoke to me. In fact, her husband dared not do any mischief when I was there in the house fearing my social acceptance and also that of my family.

From that day, I virtually made sure that uncle did not repeat his actions again. How I did that is not the scope of this story. But this brought both aunty and her daughters even more close to me. It felt like my second home and Kalyani became very devoted to me although I was about 10 years younger to her. It felt like a strange bond.

I felt loved and I never felt she was a mother of 2 children, a wife and older to me. I often wondered if I was in love with her.

In the meantime, Kuheli came back during her vacation and came to know about all that had happened. She called me to the terrace and as I went near her, she just wrapped herself around me and gave me a passionate kiss.

We possibly kissed for more than 5 minutes. She was panting and probably wanted more. Being on the terrace, I was bit cautious. She made her intentions clear, but I did not take the leap. I thought it wise to confess to Kalyani when Kuheli went back to Kolkata.

After about a couple of days, I went to their home when Kalyani was alone and told her everything. Aunty became quite worried.

Then she asked me to do her a favor by not taking this relationship any further with Kuheli as it was bound to fail as there was considerable disparity not only between the two individuals but also between the two families. Kalyani was also worried about my family and did not want to break the trust that my family reposed on her.

Over the next two days, we met a number of times and aunty asked me everything. How she kissed, what I felt and everything.

That day as we were chatting, she asked me why I let Kuheli come close to me. I told aunty that because Kuheli was her sister, I had very strange feelings about aunty. It was not possible for me to enter into any relationship with aunty, so I thought of Kuheli who might not be good looking but honestly, was a very nice girl with a lot of qualities.

Aunty bluntly asked me, “Are you in love with me?”. I did not know how to answer that question. I sat quietly for a few moments, thought about the answer deeply and asked aunty to close her eyes. As she closed her eyes, I got up and kissed her lips and ran out of the house. I dared not come back.

Next day, her eldest daughter came to my house saying that her mother wanted me to meet me at around 4:30 pm. I knew none of her children will be in the house then, apprehensive I went to their house.

She opened the door, I pensively went inside and sat on a chair. It was a small room. She sat opposite to me. There was a long silence and I was getting more nervous as to what would happen. I was not sure if by my act I spoiled a wonderful relationship. Suddenly, she got up and asked me to come to the adjacent room. I followed her to the bedroom and stood beside the bed stand.

Kalyani slowly came near me and put her arms around me tightly and started sobbing. As she sobbed she slowly murmured, “I am in love with you. God help me if this is blasphemous but I am helpless”.

Her tears rolled down her cheeks and started to wet my shirt. I put my hands around her, softly held her head to my chest and felt a deep vacuum in life. I never dreamed in my life I would have to experience such a situation. It was the first time I felt being loved and also felt my love to a woman after Mithu.

I held her close and could feel her soft breast crushing on my body. But strangely, I never felt the sexual urge that overpowers me often. Kalyani felt like my wife, my lover. I felt like a teenage girl who was desperately in love with me, a love which overcomes all the boundaries and flows to eternity.

I don’t remember it now but possibly, she must have cried a great deal for about 10 minutes. As her sobbing subsided, I lifted her head and kissed her forehead softly. Suddenly, she moved away wiping her tears from her eyes with the saree and caught my hand and said, “Come to the other room”.

I followed her without protest and she made me sit on the chair. Then she went to the bathroom to wash her face which was quite disheveled. I could hear her going to the kitchen and after a few minutes, she bought a bowl full of kheer that she had made.

She stood in front of me and It was the first time I saw a tinge of a smile on her face. Then she took the spoon and started to feed me with her own hand. Her smile radiated through her face as I too came back from my pensive state. As a little was left, she finished it herself and kept the bowl aside and sat on the floor touching my feet.

Although this was not the first time, some person older to me was touching my feet. I felt embarrassed as Kalyani was touching my feet as a wife would prostrate in front of her own husband. She continued to sit on the floor and let her head on my lap.

I started to run down my fingers through her hair and she softly said, “This is the first time I am feeling loved. I was virtually forced on the first night, abused for giving birth to a girl child and never knew what love was out of a marriage. Strangely, I get all that from you. I get the compassion, I feel secure and I feel loved”, she said.

“I forget that I am older to you, I forget I am a mother of 2 children and I forget that I am somebody’s wife. Ohh!! What have you done to me? I have lost myself to you, I give in and surrender”, as she continued saying these words firmly holding my feet. I was completely lost within myself not knowing what to say.

She lifted her face towards me, tears started rolling down her cheek again as she said, “If loving you is a sin, then may God curse me. But, someday, even he will realize I did no sin”. Now tears started to roll down my eyes. It was the love that I waited for and it was the love I searched for in vain. But, today, it is in front of me and I have no means to live with this love for the rest of my life.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and we separated. Her youngest daughter came and jumped on to me and wanted me to come down and play with her. Some of her other friends were waiting too. So with a smile, I bid goodbye to Kalyani and went out.

As I went out, she whispered me to come the next day in the morning after 10 am. I knew both her husband and her daughters would not be there and she would be alone at that time.

It was a restless night I passed and the next day, it seemed to be a long morning. At the stroke of 10, I left my house and reached theirs. The door was open and as I entered, I understood she was waiting for me too.

Aunty closed the door and took me to her bedroom. She had bathed and held me tight and started kissing me like there was no tomorrow. She said, “I really feel jealous that Kuheli kissed these lips before me”.

All my desires had let loose by then and my face went red. Well, I don’t remember what happened to me but I slid my hand to her soft breast. I felt the nipple which was like about an inch long, hard and erect. I never saw a more beautiful nipple ever in my life.

As I started to open her blouse, one hook got entangled and wouldn’t open. I just tore open her blouse which initially shocked her, but then she said, “Tear me apart, I am all yours from today”. I just threw away her torn blouse, opened her saree and then her petticoat.

As she stood naked in front of me, I started to kiss her passionately from her forehead to her eyes, to her earlobes down to her lips and neck. It seemed she lost all her strength and supported herself with her two hands by the side of her bed as I moved down caressing her breast and teasing her nipples one by one.

She suddenly released her hand and fell on to her bed as I moved down to her pussy. It was dripping wet as I kissed her pussy and a shiver went down her spine as she arched back. She separated her pussy with her fingers and hoarsely said, “Please please lick all my juices, eat my pussy and squeeze out the last drop. Every single drop of these juice belongs to you”.

She held my head tightly as I started eating her pussy and she suddenly broke herself free. Like a tigress, she pounced on me taking out my shirt, tearing a button in the process, opening my trousers making me naked only with the brief on. I was little taken aback by her ferocity as I had always seen her softer side. She caressed my penis over my brief.

Slowly, she opened it and held it softly in her hand and murmured, “Ohh!! It is so long and thick” and never took her eyes off it.

She pushed me hard and I fell on to the bed as she started kissing me. As she moved over to my penis slowly kissing, my precum juices started flowing out. She licked all of it with her tongue like an ice cream and then she put the entire penis in her mouth and started to suck very softly. “Ohhhhhh..” It felt so warm and beautiful.

This was my first experience of oral sex. It was becoming difficult for me to control as she moved her lips seamlessly over my shaft. I told her to stop as I would ejaculate any second. She lifted her head and smiled, “Give it to me, I want to drink it”. I could not believe but within another minute, I ejaculated loads to sperm on to her mouth. She just cleaned up effortlessly and my penis turned limp.

Then she slowly came up to me and said, “This is also my first time, but I really loved the taste of your juice”. She got up, took some water and drank and then laid down beside me, kissing me. For all the time, as she laid down beside me, she continued to suck my penis and she went into the 69 position.

I too started to explore her cunt with my tongue. She started to shiver and within 15 minutes, my penis was up again and raring to go. She seemed to be enjoying the length and girth of my penis. I just asked her, “Why you are looking at my penis like that?”

She replied, “My husband’s penis is not even half that of yours and I want this inside me now”. Saying this, she laid back parting her legs and pulled me on top of her. She guided my penis to her vagina and as it went in, it felt like a big hole and felt loose.

She closed her eyes and said, “I am not sure there is so much pleasure even in heaven”. Like a raging bull, I started ramming her.

She screamed, “Oh God, it is such a large penis, filling my entire cunt. Ohhh I am dreaming. Never knew sex feels so good. Please make me your slave. Do anything that you would love to do with me but please do not leave me. I love you, dear. My soul, my body and my love, everything belongs to you. You are my master”.

For a good 20 minutes, I fucked her like a rabbit. By the time, she lay virtually motionless and the panting after drained out of all energies and wet with sweat. In these 20 minutes, she had dug her nails on my back twice as she came.

It was also my first experience how it felt like when a woman cums. It was like two bodies in eternal unison. This was the first time I felt complete and understood sex without love is meaningless. I felt complete and Kalyani too as she held me tightly wrapping her entire body with me.

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To be continued.

Hey guys, it’s Neil again. Thanks for the positive response to the previous stories! I have been away from a while, hence the long, long hiatus from the stories. But I am back, and time to get into it. I had had a pretty exciting, long day: first, I fucked a college cutie named Madhav, and then I was fucked by a hot hunk named Shashank.

My cock was sore and my ass was sore and as I took the lonely metro ride back home, my long-lost friend Natasha called me.

“Neil! I am in your neighborhood! Come, see me.”

“Oh, I am just on my way home, where are you? What are you doing there?”

“There’s a party, it’s super chill, come!”

Natasha gave me the address to a house that was four blocks away from mine. I decided I would go to this party because I hadn’t seen her in a long time. In a short half hour, I reached the party house, fashionably early according to Delhi standards, showing up around 10:30 pm. I rung the doorbell and the cute host opened the door, “Ah! You must be Neil. Natasha has been talking all night about you! I am Manas, welcome to my house.”

I entered the party and it was full of drunk people. My friend Natasha introduced me to everyone. As I tried to remember the names, the ‘bartender’ came with a drink towards me. “Hi, I am Shyam, I am Manas’ older brother, and as a penalty for coming late, you have to drink this entire drink!”

Shyam was… heavenly. He would have been in his early 30s, around 6 ft tall, very hunky with broad shoulders and a tight little butt. Even though I had all the cum drained out of me twice earlier that day, Shyam started making me horny again. I took the drink from him and gulped it down.

“Oh, someone’s thirsty! Don’t drink too much too fast, I am quite skilled and I have many other juices and drinks I want you to taste.”

I didn’t know then, but he was intentionally being sexual. Over the next couple of hours, we had many more drinks and a few people passed out. Finally, Shyam sat on the couch and started talking about his ex-boyfriend. I was delighted to find out he was interested in men and so open about his sexuality. I really wanted to have sex with him.

Slowly, I edged my seat towards him and started making small talk. “Oh, when did you both break up?” I asked, “Just yesterday, he has moved to London for his masters,” he replied, “You know Neil, you kind of look like him!”

That was my entry. I moved on the couch next to him and put my hand on his chest. It was hard as a rock, this guy must be going to the gym at least twice a day!

“Hey, it’s hard going through a breakup. Even though we have just met, I am here in case you need to vent or anything.”

Shyam understood my not-so-subtle hint. He spread his legs a little and I noticed through his jeans his very obvious boner. I asked, “Could you show me to the bathroom?” he replied, “I’ll take you there”. He led me to his bedroom.

As soon as we entered his room, he turned and locked the door. I glided into his arms, his thick and beefy arms, which much have been the size of my neck at least!

He looked up (since I was just a little taller than him) and we started making out. Unlike Shashank or Madhav, Shyam was a little more coarse and a little rough. While my tongue swirled in his mouth, I slowly removed his tight t-shirt. His hairy body, big hard pecs, and six-pack abs awaited me. I was amazed at how hot he was!

“I am so fucking horny and today, I want to fuck you, Neil”.

Hungrily, I looked into his eyes and then licked down from his lips to his neck down to his chest, stopping over his nipples and biting them. (Oh! How he moaned in pleasure to that).

I moved down his abs, stopping right under his navel, where I could see his underwear and his boner popping from his jeans. Then I stuck my face on the boner, sniffing his cock through the cloth, and unzipped his pants with my teeth. I think the force of his boner popped open the button and I greedily pulled down his pants.

The bulge of his cock was MASSIVE. I thought I had a pretty big dick, but his was bigger than anything I had ever seen. Without wasting a second, I pulled down underwear and his cock smacked me in the face. That made me mad with lust. His divine cock which thicker than anything I had ever seen (at least as thick as my wrists) and easily 10 inches long, faced me.

“…I don’t know if I can take this.”

“Oh, but you will!”

Saying this, he put his cock onto my lips and I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and he started face-fucking me. Three inches, four inches, barely 5 inches of that thick cock went in and I started tearing up. He didn’t stop, slowly pushing in while I gagged when the seventh and eighth inch was in.

I opened my eyes and saw so much of the cock was left and he started to face fuck me. I couldn’t hold back my tears as he fucked my face. Then I removed my face from his cock and slobbered all over his face and mouth. My jaw was open after that cock, I was unable to want to close it. His cock had intoxicated me.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said.

He grabbed me and picked me up, throwing me onto his bed. I quickly got rid of my clothes until I was totally naked, lying there, looking at this Greek god and his massive cock coming to fuck me. On my back, I lifted my legs, giving him a clear entry into my hole.

“I see it’s already a little loose,” he said, staring at my asshole.

“Yeah, I got fucked a little before coming to this party,” I replied, cheekily.

He smiled and said, “I love my sluts” before spitting straight into my asshole. He rubbed his saliva on my hole gently and then put his cock on there. “I hope you’re clean, cause I’m going in bareback.”

Before I could even say anything, my mouth opened to let out a huge gasp. He was pushing his cock in and my asshole was stretching unlike ever before. The shocking part wasn’t how wide it was getting but how he kept getting deeper and deeper inside. And every time I thought he was fully in, he pushed a little more inside.

He hadn’t even started fucking me and I could already feel my guts being pressed again. In that single push, I experienced things I hadn’t before. I shivered, convulsed, cried, and got breathless.

Just as slowly as he entered, he moved around 8 inches of that 10 inches out, then going back in. He was easing me to his cock and his rhythm started to increase. That massive cock went fully in and almost fully out, each thrust taking a few seconds before he started going really fast. I started screaming in pleasure and he put a pillow on my mouth.

“Shh! You don’t want the whole party here!” I did not care. I bit onto the pillow as I got fucked by his bull, my legs in the air, held on by Shyam with his massive biceps as he used them for support.

The fucking increased in speed and my asshole quivered in excitement. It wasn’t just that the cock was so huge, it was that he was bareback too. I felt his cock hit my stomach, intestines, everything on the inside.

Within a few minutes, he bent over and started fucking me even faster as if it was possible! He put his hands on either side of me and made out with me. He was sweating and that turned me on. My now fully erect cock was hitting his abs.

“Mmm, now that’s a good slut,” he said, slowly masturbating my cock with one hand, using the other for support, while fucking me all the while. “Now, turn around”

Like the obedient slut that I had become, I turned around on all fours and he put his cock back in me. Again, I had to bite on the pillow hard to stop myself from screaming, tears of joy running down my face. I had never experienced something like this before. In-out, in-out, in-out, then in and swirling from side to side. He must have fucked me like that for a good 10 minutes, but then he said the words I didn’t want him to say, “I have to cum!”

I wanted him to cum inside me. So, while in doggy position, I swirled around on my back with the cock still in my ass and used my legs to trap him in. He understood what I wanted and fucked me harder. Soon, his thrusting stopped and I felt something extremely warm inside me. It hit me on all sides and I got mad with lust again knowing that this bull had cum inside me.

He pulled his cum-soaked dick out and to my pleasure, he hadn’t yet stopped cumming. His cock dragged across my body to my mouth, little bits of cum spread everywhere until I took that cock into my mouth and swallowed everything that was left.

“My little slut, I want you to cum on me too,” he said.

I was impressed; an alpha top who is comfortable in his sexuality. Yum!

I stood up and realized that the cum in my ass was dribbling down my thighs. I scooped it up, put it on my dick, and masturbated. Meanwhile, Shyam sat down on his knees, his eyes closed and tongue out and pointing to my dick. I came within seconds, all over his face and neck. The greedy top started sucking my dick (and what talent! He took all seven inches at once!) and sucked all that was left.

Then he moved his tongue towards my ass, took some of his own cum coming out of my ass and moved back to my mouth. My cum was on his face, his cum which dripped out of my ass was in his mouth and he spat that in my mouth. It was the hottest moment so far. I swallowed it all, kissing him until I ate all his cum. Then I licked my cum off his face.

“Good little slut, Neil. Now, go clean yourself up.” He took me to the bathroom, washed his face and left. I cleaned myself up and went back to his room and saw that my underwear was no longer there. Smiling to myself, I realized that Shyam had probably taken my underwear. So I wore my clothes commando and left for home without saying goodbye.

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