Author: admin

I am Akash, 22-year-old guy from Coimbatore. This is a real incest story of one of my readers, Rohit. His sister, Dharshini is a classical dancer, and an athlete – so you can imagine how fit she is.

Dharshini completed her bachelors in NIT. She moved to Bangalore to complete her masters. She is currently working in an MNC and of course, she is residing in the most colourful city, Bangalore.

I have been writing here for some time and made friends with some interesting people. But this story is the only one for which I got updates from Day 1. The story is written in the first person to make it more interesting.

I have been a virgin all my life. I have fantasized about many women and jerked off over a thousand times. I have had girlfriends, beautiful ones really; I have just-friends, only beautiful ones of course, but they all wane in beauty when compared to my sister.

I used to think of the times when my sister hugged me tightly in childhood. I wish I could do the same now, but I know women have an extraordinary vision in perceiving the real intention.

My sister Dharshini is a tad chubby. Yes, she doesn’t have the looks and structure of a model, but I never fantasized models. To me, they don’t look real.

My sister does have a good structure: well-developed breast portions, shrunk stomach, and a little wide hips. And to top it all, she has the best smile I have ever seen.

Dharshini is not fair; she is not dark. She is between the two but slightly leaning over fair. Round eyes, but that’s not the only one that is round; dark eyebrows; pink lips – all these together gives her the form of an ideal woman, a woman to whom a man can never say ‘No’.

I know this is a taboo topic. And trust me, although I admired my sister, I never made a move. When I am alone at home, she would come out of the bath wearing a sports bra and pantie. Sometimes, my sister would be covering herself with a towel, but there are many occasions where she did not.

Even when I walk into her when changing, she wouldn’t budge. God, I loved seeing droplets on my sister’s bare skin. Teensy fat over her belly, and that navel.. I am literally running out of words to describe her.

I wanted to hold her hips, run my fingers over her shrunk belly, and play with her navel; but I never made my move. I knew it was off limits.

But it all changed one fateful day. I am staying in Bangalore now. We have an orchard in my native place and when we go back, we would often spend go to the water storage tanks, turn on the motor and get ourselves drenched in the water. It was our routine since we were children.

I would undo my shirt and trousers out in the open and my sister, Dharshini would get changed in the motor room.

When we were in the water brimming to our neck, I would often steal looks of her boobs bouncing in the water. As the tides of the water tank nudged us gently, her t-shirt would stick to her skin and I can voyeur all her structure.

I would even imagine the position of her nipples and its shade and structure. Sometimes, the picture of a drop rolling from the side of her head to the temple and then to the cheek before it slides to the chin and joins the pool is extremely vivid and in slow motion. The drops on her lips would reflect her pink toned petals. I wanted to become water.

Dharshini would flick her hair and wipe her face before she catches me ogling at her. And I had no choice but to try hard to not get harder. She would smile at me and her teeth would sparkle, and that moment, I would lose myself.

At times, she would bend and I could catch vivid glimpses of her cleavage, or I could say two milky boobs crushing each other. I wanted to remain between them.

It was maybe a year back when we were having a nice time in our ancestral place. I entered the motor room without prior notice. She was topless. As soon as she saw me, she covered herself with the removed t-shirt. But what I saw was etched on my memory.

My perception, my control, all wrecked after that incident. I wanted to fondle her boobs and suck my sister’s lips dry. I wanted to caress her body and give her the pleasure that she wanted the moment to be recurring.

I was a changed man. Ever since the occasion, whenever I see my sister, I always remember her topless. The picture was unerasable and my sister was undeniably voluptuous. My perception was changing.

“Dharshu is my sister; she is mine before she becomes someone else’s.”

“I should be the one to introduce her the pleasures of bodily orifices.”

“It is a sin that my adorable sister have to wait till marriage to experience the heavenly pleasure.”

I was yearning for her tender body, but I never knew these were actually my responsibilities. I should prepare my sister for the best and worst. But I can’t approach her just like that. The world was far too behind to understand all that.

After that, every day was pleasant to my eyes. I just accepted what I am. My sister didn’t have to accept and neither my kith and kin. Like I explained, I was a changed man.

My lust wasn’t running rampant; it was smouldering but I kept it unseen. Occasional brush on my sister’s breasts always amazed me and a boner was spot on. Her cleavage show always mesmerized me and made me swoon.

It was maybe a month ago, I gathered the courage to confess.

“Dharshini, I am a man. I have my urges. I know what I am thinking is wrong but I can’t help but feel seduced every time I see you. I want to have sex with you.”

She shunned me and she didn’t even talk to me for a couple of days. But I wasn’t idly waiting for her to make a move. The unintentional brush on her boobs became a deliberate one. I pressed her boobs from behind when she was in the kitchen and then in the hall when she was watching TV and then in the bedroom.

When we were in the lift alone, I squeezed my sister’s sweet tits. She pushed my hands away and acted annoyed.

It was after a couple of days she said, “Rohit, I know you have urges too. But I don’t want to do it. I am your sister. It is wrong to do this”. We were in the bedroom at that time.

“I know, but I can’t control my temptations. You are just too hot.”

She brought up some more statements on why we shouldn’t do it. And I reasoned my feelings which were so true.

“Okay, just show me.”

My sister slowly lifted her t-shirt and her bra. Two milky boobs fell out and jiggled. I would have cummed then and there, but somehow it rescinded. Dharshu’s boobs were erect and fluffy. I wonder if the clouds can compete with its fluffiness. It was too tender that I wanted it in my mouth right then.

Her nipples (I could go on about this for another day) were dusky and almost black in the middle. And they were protruding as if asking me to bite them. But that day, I practiced self-control.

I removed my shorts, took out my penis which had surpassed my previous highs in length and masturbated for my content.

Dharshu looked a bit anxious and looked away most of the time but she stole glimpses of my dick often.

It became our daily routine, Dharshu would show her titties and I would masturbate at them. I really liked it. But what’s the enjoyment in just masturbation, right?

I asked her for just touch for which she said no.

Then one day.. one magical day, she said, “Yes”. And I felt her boobs for the first time. I grabbed them from outside and pressed them softly. God, they were so soft and tender. I was in ecstasy. Just touching them made me content for life.

Every night, I was a different man. Holding my sister’s boobs and jerking off looking at them was my ticket paradise. She began enjoying them too. And then, I found her most sensitive part: armpits. The moans when I kissed and licked her armpits filled the room with Viagra. It gave me such a rush and her such an ecstatic pleasure.

Being able to touch also has a great advantage. Now I can put her on the bed and explore every inch of her body. And I did just that. I undressed. I put myself on her and crushed my head between her boobs and licked down the cleavage.

And then I kissed her. I never knew Dharshu was this great a great kisser. I felt electrified with the contact of her lips and they were strangely warm, which I loved too.

I licked my sister’s tongue and then sucked it. Then I sucked her tender boobs. I positioned her nipples between my upper and lower lip. I would then push my tongue hard into the centre and then as I rescinded my tongue, I would nibble it with my lips. And it would go on for hours.

*From the writer: I have seen her guys, I can vouch for his words*

After a couple of weeks, Dharshu was really compliant. She would undress and wait for me on her bed even before I got to her room. And at times, she even took over the kissing part.

Dharshu kissed me back a lot of times and let her mouth remain open for my tongue to play with it inside and out. Of course, I was in the joy that my sister understands me more, but she always told “NO” to penetration.

That night I started with her tender lips, as usual, and worked my way to her neck and then to her jiggly boobs. Then I kissed my way to her navel and then slowly, I moved to her pussy. My sister was wearing a black pantie that night.

I kissed on her pantie and she pushed my head. But my sister didn’t resist when I kept my mouth there again. I removed her pantie with my hands real quick as I didn’t want her to get out of the mood. I positioned myself firm between her thighs.

I kissed my sister’s pussy and pushed my tongue in between her vaginal lips. She inhaled a hiss and creased between her eyebrows. Then I moved up and pushed her hard clit up and down with my clit. And then I ate her pussy for a whole 15 minutes

I slowly ran my finger down her pantie. Then I slowly brushed my fingers against her pussy. I massaged it slowly with my middle and ring finger while kissing her soft lips. Not to mention that we were butt naked.

Then I got down slowly and suckled on her lips. I slowly inserted my finger inside my sister’s vagina. Maybe, it was the first time something hard is pushed into her pussy. She shrivelled and let a slow moan in the form of an inhaling hiss.

I took my finger out and spread her vaginal lips and slowly play with it. The expression of pain with pleasure had taken over her face and forgot to leave.

And finally, Darshu squirted.

Author’s note:

Guys, what do you think, should Rohit get inside his sister?

If you have a story as sensible as my reader’s, don’t wait any longer. Please don’t lock it away as one of your secrets for it is to be cherished.

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Aanal chennaiyil niyaiya aangalodu sex seithu kaama sugathai anubavaipen enathu sambathiyathil 30000 selavu seven enaku oru aanai pidithu poi irunthaal avanuku nandraga selavi pani enudan vaithu koluven athiga bacahamaaga 1 maatham varai vaithu oopen.

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Angu sendraal enathu aadaigalai udambu theriuyaathathu pondru uduthi naan oru pathini polavum veetu manaivi polavum irupen aanal chennaiku vanthaal enathu aadaigalai mulaigal matrum suuthu sexyaga theriymaaru uduthuven.

Enath kaiyil iruandu mobile phonegal irukum oru phone enathu kanavan call seithaal athai eppozhuthum atten seithu pesividuven pinbu innoru mobilelil enathu aan nanbargalai azhaithu pesuven.

Ippadi seivathaal enathu kanavanuku enmeethu santhegam varathu. Aanal naan saraku adithuvittu irukum pozhuthu matum thaan ennal phonenai eduka mudiyaathu naan sex seithukondu irukum pozhuthukuda call vanthaal eduthu pesuven.

Athanaal enathu meethu entha santhegamum varamal irunthathu enmeethu, naan niraiya aanagalai correct seithu oothu irukiren aanal enku oru virgin paiyanai ookavendrum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu.

Ennai ootha anaithu aangalukum munbe kani kazhinthu vittathu enathu ivarlin kaamam pidithu irunthathu aanal aval veru oru pennai munbe paarthathaal enathu udambai avargal rasika villai.

Ithuve oru virgin paiyanaaga irunthaal avan enathu udambai rasithu oopan endru ninaithu irunthen athuve unmaiyum kuuda. Eppozhuthu eduthaalum pundaiyil sunniyai vittu oopathu salipai eerpaduthiyathu.

Enathu kuuthiku virgin sunni vendrum endru thondriyathu naan enathu niruvanathile oru ammangiyaana paiyanai paarthen avalnai paarthaal virgin paiyan polave irunthaan.

Avanudan pesa aarambithen avanun ennidam vazinthu pesinaan aanal avan chenniyil irunthu irunthu niraiya mulaigalai idithu enathu muolaiyaal avanai idikum pozhuthu avanuku athu kaama unarchigalai athigapadutha villain naan thedum virgin paiyan intha chennaiyil iruka maatan enathu kanavan irukum uuril matum thaan irupaan endru thondriyathu.

Antha gramathil thaan enathu udambai paarthu paarthu oopargal naan athutha naale oru vaaram vellaiku leave sollivitu kilambinen, uruku sellumbozhuthu vazhakamaaga uduthum aadaigalai uduthaamal enathu sexyana aadaiyai uduthi sendren aanal athai enathu kanavanuku theriyaamal paathukonden appozhuthu enathu pakathu veetu paiyan oruvan ippozhuthuthaan thanthu palliyai padithu mufithu irunthaan.

Avanuku sariyaaga 18 vayathu irukum avan parka putham puthiya rojavai polave irunthaan maa niramaaga irunthaan.

Avan konjam slimaga irunthaan kandipaaga avanuju enathu mulaigal pidikum endru enaku theriym sariyaaga naan veetiruku varum pozhuthu avan veetil vidumuraiyil irunthaan kalluriyil servatharku.

Enathu kanvan velaiku kelambi maalai 6 maniku veetiruku vanthu viduvaan enathu pasangalum palliku sendru vidalaam avargalum enathu kanavanoodu thaan veetirku thirumbuvaargal.

Nan maalai varum pozhuthu antha virgin paiyanai paarthen avan ennai paarthu sight adithaan naan enathu aadaigalai sexyaga anivathai paarthu avan enmeethu aasai pattan.

Naan veetuku sendru oru naal kuda veen adika kuudathu endru udane pakathu veetiuku sendren angu antha paiyan matum thaniyaaga irunthaan naan ulle sendran avanidam enathu kanavar eppozhuthu varuvaar endru ketten?

Avan 6 maniku varuvaar aunty endru sonnan. Naan udanr avanai katti pidithu mutham koduthen avanuku ondrum puriyavilai.

Ennai katti pidikum pozhuthu avanathu sunni virathu enathu pundaiyil kuthiyathu naan avanidam enathu veetirku kaalai enathu kanavan ponathu vaa ithai neen yaaridamum solakudathu endru sonnen avan sari aunty endru sonnan. Naan veetiruku sendru enathu aadaigalai kayati pudavai kaatikondu veetu manaiviyaaga maarinen.

Naan veetu manaiviyaaga oopathum thani sugam thaan enadru ninaithu irunthen enathu kanavan vanthaan pinbu enathu pasangal vanthaargal naan avargalai konju iravu saapitu vittu uranginom.

Innum enna kanavan ennai thodamal irukiraane enadru ninaithen appozhuthu enathu muulaiyil oru kai azhuthiyathu enathu kanavan ennai kavuthupotu oothan.

Naan enaku sariyaana kaama theeni kidaithathu endru ninaithen thinamum iravu kanavan ennai oopan maalai ilamaiyaa virgin paiyan enathu kuuthiyai oopan ethanai peruku kidaikum intha baakiyam.

Naali enathu kanavan kaalai kilambinaan avan kilambiyathum antha paiyan vanthaan avan ennai paarkum pozhuthe therinthathu avan enmeethu kaathalaaga irukiraan endru avan itharku mun yaaraiyum ookavillai endrum therinthathu.

Avan vanthathum naan avanai enathu padukai araiku kupitu sendren enathu veetu kathavai thaapa poten.

Avanidam nee ulle varum pozhuthu yaaravethu paarthaargala endru keeten avan illai aunty endru sonnan naanum kulithu freshaaga irunthen avanun kulithu irunthaan.

Naan bed roomai thapal pootu ac on seithu paduthu irunthen ippozhuthu naan night aninthu irunthen.

Naan paduthu irukum pozhuthu enathu mulai perithaga sexyaga therinthathu avanal athai paarthukondu matume iruka mudiyavillai avanathu kaiyai enathu mulaiyil vaithaan naan kanai muudikondu sieithen enathu sarumam vellaiyaaga iruthathu athanaal athai avan kangalaal othikondaan.

Ennai ulvavai paarpathu polave paarthaan enathu mulaiyil kaiyai vaithu thadava aarambithaan.

Eanthu mulaigal ulle bra aninthu irunthathaal mulai kaambugal madangi irunthathu avan enathu mulaiyin meethu avanathu mugathai vaithu urasinaan pinbu enathu nightyai kayata aarambithaan enathu kaalil naan kolusu anianthu irunthen athil mutham koduthaan.

Enathu kaalgalai naakal naka aarambithaan appozhuthu enathu kaalgalaiyr ippadi nakum pozhuthu enathu mulai matrum pundaiyai eppadi nakuvaan endru ninaithu paarkum pozhuthe enathu kuuthiyil kanju ozhuga aarambithathu.

Avan enathu nightyai kayatinaan ippozuthu karupu nira penty matrum vellai nira bra aninthu irunthen avan enathu pentyai kayatinaan.

Enathu kuuthiyil mudigal ethum illamal shave seithu vaithu irunthen avan vaayai kuuthiyil vaithu nakka aarambithaan athil kanju konjam ozhugi irunthathu athai sappi kudithan pinbu enathu mulaiyil kaiyai vaithu pesaithukondu pundiyai naki sappinaan.

Pinbu enathu bravai kayata aarambithaan enathu periya mulaigal veliyil vanthathu athil mulai kaambugal viraithu perithaai sexyaga irunthathu avan athai paathathum mulaiyai vaaiyil vaithukondaan. Enathu iru mulaiyaiyum avan kaiyil pidithu pisainthu sappinaan enathu kaambugal avanin thondaiyil irunthathu.

Pinbu naan avanathu sunniyai veliyil eduthen antha virgin sunni sathai muudi irunthathu athai naan virikum pohzuthu avan konjam sinunginaan athai enathu vaayil vaithu sappa aarambithen. Avan sunni ilamaiyaaga puthm puthiya rojavai pondru irunthathu athai enathu naakal naki muzhumaiyaaga vizhungi sappinen.

Avan kaama sugathil enathu thalaiyil kaiyai vaithu irunthaan pinbu avanin kottaiyaiyum naki sappinen virgin sunni viraithu irunthathu.

Pinbu athai nangu sappi enathu kuuthiyil vaithen avan muthalil sunniyai irakum pozhuthu valikirathu endru sonnan pinbu enathu eeramaana periya pundaiyil avanin siriya sunni elithil ulle sendrathu.

Enaku avan sunniyai enathu pundaiyil vidum pozhuthe therinthathu ivan suthamaana virgin endru avan ennai ooka aarambithaan. En meethu paduthukondu vegamaaga oothan appozhuthu enathu mulaiyai vaaiyil vaithu sappinaan avan ennai sirithu neram oothathile avanin sunniyil irunthu kanju enathu pundaiyil irangiyathu.

Avan en meethu paduthukondaan enathu pundaiyil kanju iranginaalum naan karbam aaga maaten enaku kudumba kattupaadu panivittaargal athanaal ethane perin kanjai enathu kuuthiyil irakinaalum naan karbam adaiya maaten.

Pinbu avanai enathu kuuthaiyai naka sonnen avan naka aarambithaan appozhuthu enathu kaiyai vaithu kuuthiyil viral pooten.

Avan nakiyathil pundaiyil irunthu kanju vadinthathu athai avan sappi kudithaan pinbu naan thinamum avanai oothen iravu enathu kanavanodu oothen. Enathu vazhakai muzhuvathum naan ippadi santhoshamaaga irupen ithai ungalidam pagiravendrum endru aasai paten athum ipppozhuthu niraiveriyathu, nandri vanakam.

Hi dosto mera naam Raj hai aur main Mumbai mein rehta hun. Meri age 23 hai aur main ek college mein student hu. Toh dosto main aapko bata dun ki mujhe shuru se hi bhabhiya aur auntiya bohut pasand thi. Mujhe apni age ki ladkiyo se zyaada unse baat karna achha lagta hai.

Toh ye baat 1 month purani hai. Meri society mein naye neighbours rehne aye the jinka naam Rohini aur Vipul tha. Rohini aunty ki age around 45-46 hogi aur Vipul uncle kareeb 50 ke hoge. Aunty bohut young aur hot lagti thi. Woh kabhi jogging suit pehnke nikalti thi toh kabhi woh saree pehne dikhti thi.

Par dosto sahi bolu toh woh bohut hot thi unki body halki chubby thi aur boobs bade the. Unka ek beta bhi tha jiska naam Samrat tha, uski age 20 thi. Meri pehle usse dosti hui aur hum dono saath ghumne lage. Fir usi ke through baato baato mein pata chala ki uske dad ka business hai Dubai mein.

Toh woh aksar kaam se wahan jaaate rehte hain. Fir ek din main uske ghar gaya usse milne toh aunty ne darwaza khola. Woh ek white colour ki top aur blue jeans pehne thi jisme woh bohut hot lag rahi thi. Unhone mujhe pehchan liya. Mujhe greet karke boli, “Raj Samrat naha raha hai. Tum baith jao main tumhare liye kuchh khaane ko laati hu.”

Uss waqt uncle bhi ghar pe nahi the. Toh maine socha kyu na aunty se baat ki jaye. Main bhi unke saath kitchen mein khada ho gaya. Aunty boli, “Raj main Samrat ko bolti hu nayi society hai dost banao. Woh idhar akela feel karta hai.” Main bola, “Aunty aap logo ko akela feel karne ki zaroorat nahi hai, main hu na.”

Aunty ne smile kiya aur boli thank you. Maine puchha, “Aunty aap kahin ghoomne nahi gaye Mumbai mein abhi tak?” Woh boli, “Nahi, time hi nahi mila.” Thodi der baad woh drawer mein glass nikalne jhuki toh unki gaand dekh ke mera mann machalne laga.

Fir maine himmat karke baato hi baato mein aunty se unka number le liya. Aunty bohut sweet thi isliye unse baat karna achha lagne laga. Isse mujhe aur excitement hone lagi. Fir Samrat bahar aya aur hum dono ghumne nikal gaye. Main pure waqt yahi sochta raha ki kaise unhe seduce karu.

Fir ek din main dobara unke ghar gaya. Tab Samrat market gaya tha aur aunty nahane bathroom. Maine himmat karke unke bedroom mein gaya. Wahan jaake dekha aunty ki ek red colour ki bra aur pink colour ki panty wahan padi thi. Mujhse raha nahi gaya maine aunty ki panty sungna shuru kar diya.

Main bohut arouse ho raha tha. Tabhi ek dum se mujhe laga aunty bahar aane wali hai bathroom se. Toh main chup chaap bahar aake baith gaya. Tabhi Samrat aaya uske haath mein ek cake tha. Main bola cake kisliye toh usne bola aj mom ka birthday hai.

Maine aunty ko wish kiya humne cake kata. Uski mom thoda mood off ho gaya kyunki uske dad bhi nahi the aur Samrat ko bhi kahi jaane wala tha. Maine kaha, “Aunty aap tension mat lo. Main hu na. Hum dono aaj aapka birthday achhe se manayenge.”

Aunty boli, “Thank you, Raj.” Maine aunty ko kaha, “Aap taiyaar ho jao main aapko 15 minutes mein pickup karne aata hu. Hum ghum ke aate hain.” Aunty pehle toh manaa karne lagi par fir maan gayi. Kyuki Samrat aur uske dad dono out of town the toh maine socha aaj try karna chahiye.

Hum dono meri car mein mall pahunche. Wahan maine ek dress aunty ke liye kharidi aur gift ki. Aunty bohut khush lag rahi thi. Pehle mana karne lagi fir maine force karke dilwa di. Woh kyuki one peice thi toh aunty ko thoda awkward lag raha tha.

Fir hum dono ghar ke liye nikle. Main pure raste bas aunty ki tarif karte jaa raha aur aunty bhi bohut blush kar rahi thi. Mujhe lag raha tha shayad aaj kuchh to karne mil jaye. Fir hum dono ghar pahuche. Maine aunty ko kaha aap ek baar ye dress pehnke dikhao to sahi.

Anty maan gayi aur room mein jaake change karne lagi. By chance unhone galti se door lock nahi kiya. Maine paas jake door kepaas chhupke dekha. Unhone apni saree utaar di thi. Woh apne undergarments mein thi, jisme ki ek white panty thi jispe flowers bane the.

Unke gaand bohut mast lag rahi thi. Mera ab sach mein hard ho chuka tha lund bas aisa tha ki abhi le lu aunty ki. Bas tabhi mujhse ek galti ho gayi. Mere paas mein pada ek flower vass gir gaya aur aunty ne mujhe dekh liya. Aunty ne turant apne haath apne boobs pe rakh ke dhak liya aur boli, “Ye kya kar rahe ho?”

Maine socha ab toh pakda gaya hu toh himmat karta hu. Main room mein ghusa aur bola, “Rohini aunty aap bohut sundar ho. Pata nahi par mujhse ruka nahi gaya aur main aapko bina kapdo ke dekhna chahta tha.” Aunty boli, “Raj ye tum kya bol rahe ho?”

Maine unka haat pakad ke hataya aur bola, “Aunty aap ko nahi lagta aap bohut kuchh deserve karti ho?” Itna sun kar aunty boli, “Tum achhe ho par humaari age gap dekho aur main married bhi hu.” Maine kaha, “Aunty par hum ek dusre ki zarooratein puri kar sakte hain.”

Aunty thodi emotional hoke mere gale lag gayi. Main hairan reh gaya aur unko apne se lipta dekh mera aur tight ho gaya. Aunty abhi bhi sirf bra aur panty mein thi. Maine aunty ko forehead pe kiss kiya aur kaha, “Aapke liye ek aur tohfa hai mere paas.”

Maine aunty ki aankho pe patti baandhi aur unhe aaram se letaa diya. Maine kaha aunty aap bas ye birthday gift enjoy karo. Main bohut excited tha. Maine pehle unhe kiss kiya lips pe. Woh bhi mujhe support kar rahi thi. 5-10 minutes tak hum boyfriend-girlfriend ki tarah kiss karte rahe. Fir maine unki bra khol di.

Unke boobs bohut bade aur nipple tight the. Maine pehle toh 5-10 minute unke boobs dabata raha. Woh bhi aaah aaah karke enjoy kar rahi thi. Fir maine unke dono nipples chuse. Bohut mazaa aa raha tha. Aunty bhi enjoy kar rahi thi. Main dheere dheere kiss karte hue unki taaango ke beech pahucha.

Apni daanto se unki panty kheechi aur utaar di. Unki chut pe halke se baal the. Maine pehle ungli se unko fingering kari jisse unke andar ek current sa daud gaya. Unhone ab mere baal tight pakad liye the. Main dheere se jhuka aur unki chut chaatne laga. Unki chut meethi thi.

2 minutes baad unhone mujhe upar kheecha aur apni patti bhi khol di. Fir unhone meri jeans utaari aur underwear utaar kar mera lund sehlane lagi. Mujhe bohut achha lag raha tha. Main ab let gaya aur woh mere upar chad ke mere nipples chaatne lagi. Main bohut arouse ho chuka tha.

Fir woh dheere dheere mere lund tak pahuchi aur dheere se chusna shuru kari. Mujhe achha lag raha tha. Woh bilkul pyaar se chus rahi thi. 2 minutes baad maine unko letaya. Unhone mujhe apne drawer ki taraf ishaara kiya. Main samajh gaya. Maine usme se ek condom nikala aur apne lund pe chada liya.

Aur fir missionary position mein apna lund unki chut mein ghusa ke dheere dheere shot lene laga. Woh bhi enjoy kar rahi thi. Unki chut sach mein garam thi. Fir 2 minutes baad maine unhe doggy banaya aur doggystyle mein pelne laga. 5 minutes baad mera jhad gaya.

Fir 5-10 minutes hum dono ek dusre ko hug karke lete rahe. Tabhi woh jhuk ke mere fir se chusne lagi. Iss bar mera jaldi khada ho gaya. Ab woh mere lund pe baith ke chudne lagi. Uski chuchi bounce kar rahe the. Iss baar kareeb 15 minutes chodne ke baad mera jaake chhoota.

Fir raat bhar humne 2 round aur sex kiya jisme se ek baar bina condom ke anal bhi kiya. Aur aise hum fuckbuddy ban gaye.  Agar aap logo ko story achhi lagi ho toh pls mail mein @ [email protected].

Hey guys. This is Arjun again. Sorry for the delay. Thanks a lot for your love towards my scripts.

Recap:

Then I got a call to my phone from Madan from the USA and this made me even more excited. I didn’t answer the call. I told Rajitha that Madan is calling me. I want to talk to him and masturbate looking at your nude body at the same time.

She scolded me for being so brutal but loved the beast in me. I called Madan meanwhile. Masturbating looking at Rajitha’s nude body. He was going on talking some bullshit and I was replying like, “Hmmm. Yeah, bro. Oh. Okay.” Trust me guys I don’t remember what he said as I was busy shaking for his girl’s beauty.

This went on for 10 minutes and I ejaculated. I just cut the call and enjoyed the feel for some time. I gave a flying kiss to Rajitha before disconnecting the video call in Skype and then went to the restroom to clean myself. After some time. I called Madan again.

Present:

I then called Madan and enquired how he was and when will he be returning to India. He told me that he will be back in a couple of weeks. Meanwhile, I was happy that I got 2 more weeks. I then hung the call and went to sleep. After 2 days. Savitha and I were texting each other.

She asked me if we can go to a pub. I replied in affirmative. I told her to wear a hot outfit and as usual, she agreed with a blush on her face. I told Savitha that I will be at her place by 4 pm that evening. She said it’s fine. So I went to Savitha’s place to pick her up.

But that bitch was having her afternoon nap. But I wasn’t disappointed at all as it was her mom who opened the door and invited me in. I greeted her with a smile. She asked me to take a seat and closed the door.  She placed the remote beside me and asked me to make myself comfortable.

I must tell you guys. She was wearing a black netted saree that day. I could see her cleavage from her tight sleeveless blouse. She wore her saree 4 inches below her navel. Her hip was covered with her netted pallu. I noticed her ass cheeks marching in a disciplined manner like a troop of soldiers made of jelly.

Sheila: Hey, Arjun! Would you like to have some juice or something?

Me: Yes, aunty. The juice is fine

Sheila: Give me 5 minutes.

Me: Okay aunty no problem.

Sheila aunty brought the juice glass and to my surprise here saree wasn’t the same as it was before. She transformed herself into a typical housewife look. As she was doing some kitchen work. He wrapped the pallu of her saree all around her hip.

She tucked her pallu in her petticoat revealing the most erotic weapon of Mrs. Sheila – her navel. That was the first time I’m seeing her open navel. While she was approaching me in that sexy look, I was in cloud nine looking at her navel.

Sheila: Ahem ahem take the juice.

I understood that she noticed me staring at her beautiful navel.

Me: So aunty?

Sheila: Oh shut up Arjun. Don’t call me aunty. Do I look like aunty? Call me Sheila.

Me: Haha fine aunty. Oops, I mean Sheila.

Sheila: So what’s the reason behind your visit Arjun?

Me: Actually, Savitha and I thought of going out.

Sheila: Oh is it? That’s okay but Savitha just told me that she has a slight headache and wanted to sleep for some time.

Me: It’s okay. I will wait.

Sheila: I know you will. Hahaha.

Me: Are you going out, Sheila?

Sheila: No no I just came home from a function Arjun. I was about to change and you rang the bell.

Me: Oops sorry Sheila. But how did you guess that I will wait until Savitha wakes up?

Sheila just blushed with a coy smile and got up. She took the empty glass from my hands and placed it on the table beside me. The scenario was such that I was sitting on the sofa facing the TV. Sheila was wearing a sexy black transparent saree with navel show.

The ac was behind me on the wall. Sheila was standing in front of me and was adjusting the cooling of the ac. Her navel was exactly in front of my face. I was rock hard at my dick and was just staring her navel. I don’t know where did I gain that courage.

I just hold her hip for the grip and kissed the navel. My tongue already started routing its way into Sheila’s navel. Sheila gasped. I hardly sucked her navel for a minute or may be less than that. Sheila pushed me away and gave me a tight slap on my face.

Sheila: I know you were eyeing me, bastard. But I never expected that you would take this call so soon.

Me: Mmm, sorry Sheila.

While Sheila pushed me, my back hit to a flower pot and it broke into pieces. It was around 5 feet in height and made a huge noise. Sheila anticipated that Savitha would get up for sure. Sheila caught my collar and took me to the master bedroom and threw me inside.

But before closing the door she looked into my eyes and she said something. I didn’t understand what she meant. But I came to the conclusion that I’m not gonna die today nor go to jail. Sheila was right. Sheila went back to clean those broken flower pot pieces.

Savitha was coming down the stairs. I heard Savitha talking to Sheila.

Savitha: What happened. Mom? How did this break?

Sheila: It slipped through my hand. You don’t worry I will take care. You go and sleep.

Listening to these words I felt so comfortable and was able to breathe oxygen in the right proportion. After 10 minutes Sheila opened the door and closed it from inside. I thought she spared me but. There was something which came out of syllabus.

Sheila: Give me your phone, bastard!

Me: Sorry Sheila. I won’t repeat this

Sheila just pulled my phone and sent a message to Savitha. She wrote, ‘Hey Savitha I’ll be there by 30 minutes get ready.’ Savitha replied ‘Ok’. Sheila moved her pallu asked me that. “How did my navel taste?” I gave a small smile and said, “Tasty.”

Sheila: Why did you do that? Is my navel that good looking?

Me: Yes Sheila. I couldn’t control myself.

Sheila laughed. And was doing something in her wardrobe. After about 25 minutes, I heard the most unexpected thing. Savitha knocked the master bedroom’s door in which we both were sitting. Sheila too was tensed as I was inside her master bedroom with her mother. That too locked from inside.

Sheila thought that Savitha would leave tha house. But never expected that she will knock the door of the master bedroom. She was afraid that she will be caught meanwhile. I was worried that I will miss the chance of fucking this bitch Savitha for the rest of my life.

Then this mastermind Sheila said something which blew my mind.

Sheila: Yeah baby! 2 minutes. I’m under the shower.

Savitha: Ok mom, make it soon.

Sheila removed her saree. her blouse and her petticoat and was just in her bra and panties. Somewhat like a bikini. That bitch was wearing a push-up bra! She ran into the bathroom and poured some water on her whole body. She wrapped a bath towel and before coming out she undid her bra too.

Then innocently walked towards the door as if she was really bathing inside. Before opening the door she pushed me into the bottom rack of the wardrobe. And then she slightly opened the door and enquired what Savitha wanted. Savitha pushed Sheila and came into the room.

She said, “I want dad’s credit card, mom. It must be somewhere here on the bed.

Before the things could go out of control, Sheila stood in front of me pretending to search her inners in the wardrobe. Then Savitha was about to approach the drawer in the wardrobe. So Sheila opened her bath towel just in front of my eyes like a butterfly opens her wings. Just to cover me.

Man. I could see her wonderful boobs. I thought Savitha’s boobs were wonderful. But Sheila herself was a goddess. Finally. Savitha found the card and said that she is going out with friends and left. Savitha sent me a text saying that she is ready and asked where I was?

But the daughter’s message was replied by her mom. She wrote, “Go to Rajitha’s place and wait. Got engaged with small work. Will pick you both from Rajitha’s place.” Then I got the clue and understood the master plan. Sheila went to close the main door.

By the time she reached the bedroom. I was sleeping on the bed just with my underwear on my body. Sheila was shocked to see me like that. Her mock anger now turned to an evil smile. I said that I always wanted her in my bed from day 1. To my surprise, she too confessed to me that she liked me on the first day itself.

We both just laughed. She sat on the corner of the bed. I caught her hand and pulled her towards myself. I pulled off her bath towel and saw her tits. Now she was hiding her boobs with her hands. I said, “Why are you hiding your beautiful tits, you bitch? I’ve already seen the beautiful mountains.”

I kissed her lips while my hands worked on her boobs crushing them with my rough hands. I started sucking her nipples as if I’m trying to suck her milk out. She was shouting, “Arjun! You won’t get any milk out of the now. Don’t be so rough, you bastard.” I then threw her on the bed and started sucking her navel.

Sheila: Ahhhh Arjun! You bastard. Why are you being so rough?

Me: A rich bitch like you must be treated roughly. On the other hand, fucking besties mother gives you an amazing erotic feel which will boost up the erection.

Sheila laughed and hugged me tightly.

Me: You like it rough. Don’t you?

Sheila: Hahaha, yes!

Now I caught her boobs and marked a love bite below her navel. She was saying, “Mark your love bites anywhere but not at those places which are exposed out. I’m a housewife after all.” I then roughly pulled her panty out and spread her legs wide and licked her pussy like a vampire tastes blood after ages.

Sheila was screaming.  I then fingered her and she was giving a backstroke with her hip on to my fingers. I understood she like my touches there. Her pussy was almost as tight as Savitha’s. Sheila was screaming, “Arjun, I can’t take it anymore, bastard. Take me. Take me now you son of a bitch.”

I then opened her legs and made her thighs rest on my shoulders. And slowly shoved my dick into her pussy. What a feeling it was! This is probably the first time I’m fucking a milf. I started fucking her vigorously. She was screaming like a possessed woman.

I was thrusting my dick into her love hole. She was responding to me by backstroking her hip to take a maximum of my dick. This fucking session lasted for a minute and now we both ejaculated at the same time. I was totally satisfied and was collapsed on her nude body.

I could smell her sweat and the room was filled with a sex aroma. I then got a call from Rajitha saying that Savitha reached her place 20 minutes ago. She was enquiring where I was. I just looked at Sheila’s face and her face became red accepting that naughty guilt.

I then answered Rajitha that I have another work. I would take 2 hours looking at Sheila’s face with a devilish smile. Sheila, who was draping her saree, suddenly stopped listening to our conversation. I then told Rajitha that we will go to the pub at 8 pm and asked them to rest there.

I cut the call and undressed Sheila again. This time she too understood that she has no other choice other than spreading her legs to me. She laid on the bed and spread her legs for me. But I had other plans. I told Sheila that, “No slut. It’s not the legs which you have to spread.”

She gave a confused look and within seconds she understood what I mean.

Sheila: Arjun! You pervert are you thinking the same which struck my mind?

Me: I know you are an intelligent slut.

Sheila: No Arjun! I didn’t even allow my husband to do that.

Me: Wow! Then it’s a special spot slut.

I then turned her around and brought her into doggy style position. I grabbed her tits and slowly departed her ass cheeks. Seconds before thrusting my dick into her, she said ” if you want my ass. Then worship it with your tongue first. I’m giving you the privilege which I never gave even to my husband.”

I agreed and parted her cheeks and licked her ass hole for a good 20 minutes. To be frank. It was too delicious. I was liking it like a kid licks and ice-cream. Then all of a sudden. Like bolt from the blue. I thrust my dick rod into her. She howled like a wolf. I fucked her ass harder than her pussy.

She was mesmerized. She was experiencing pain as well as pleasure and after some time she started loving the strokes. All we could hear was our moans. The sound when my lap clashes her ass cheeks in the doggy style. It went for a good 30 minutes.

I released in her and we both collapsed on each other. We positioned ourselves beside each other while I was on her boobs playing with them. And after 30 minutes, I asked her for a blowjob. She readily gave it to me.

I must say she has mastered the art of blowjob. Then I had a bath there. When I came out Sheila changed herself in a homely saree like a ‘Sathi Savitri’ as if nothing had happened. She was in the hall sitting on the couch watching TV. I came and stood before her.

She said, “Enough bastard. Now what else you want? You have got everything from your bestie’s mother which is indeed a dream for many  I laughed and told her that I need a tit fuck. She chuckled and said,  “I was expecting this from you. But I’m not going to be naked again.”

My mouth didn’t answer but. My actions did. I just tore open her blouse. All the hooks were throw away. I caught her breasts and pushed my dick between those two beautiful mountains. She held my dick in between her tits firmly and started giving me the sexiest tit fuck.

This went for 15 minutes. And I sprayed the whole cum on her face. She then went and cleaned herself and came to the hall. I had another glass of the same juice. I kissed her lips and pinched her hard on her beautiful hip. I saved her phone number. Then I left the place expecting many such evenings with her.

I went to Rajitha’s place and both were watching ‘Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gam’ movie. Neither the mother knows that her daughter is my concubine. Nor does the daughter.

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Hi all, welcome back. My name is Mayuri. I am a married 28-year-old housewife. For those who don’t know me, please go through my previous stories. For those who have been part of my journey so far, thank you for being there and for your wonderful response to it.

As you guys know I was enjoying my affair with Karan in those days. But as I was not working it was slightly easy for me. Later once I got the job it became really difficult to maintain our relationship. Today I am going to share another chapter of my lust filled life.

I was looking for a job during those days. After searching for a few months, I finally got an offer to work as a data analyst in a private MNC. It was a good opportunity for me. I had stopped working before I got married and wanted a job very desperately to kick start my career again.

The new job was also very close to our house. So I accepted that offer and decided to join the company after I spoke to my husband. It was like a dream for me. As I had failed in so many interviews before due to the break I have taken. But anyways luckily I got that opportunity.

I told Karan about the same. He was not happy as we were about to lose our free time which we used to get. But he accepted it. I bought some formal clothes like a collared shirt and trousers over the weekend as I was unaware of the dress code. Finally, that day came.

It was a Monday of March. It was very hot outside. I got ready in the early morning, collected all the documents and reached the office. A lady HR welcomed me and took me the office where we completed our joining formalities.

After completing joining formalities, HR introduced me to my manager and team. Later my manager introduced me to Rohit in his cabin. I was supposed to replace him as he already resigned and was serving the notice period. My manager explained to me that I was going to work with Rohit for the remaining month or so.

So I have to understand the work with him as I will be responsible for what Rohit was doing. He explained to me a few other stuff which I never heard before. I wasn’t sure what work it is and how I am going to manage all this. I was slightly tensed as we walked out of his cabin.

I had already started feeling the pressure of work. But as soon as we got back to our desk, Rohit made me relax. He said the work he is doing is not very difficult. He has documented everything so I should not have any trouble etc. Also, he will available even after he goes.

I can contact him after he leaves the organization for any questions. That finally made my day better as I was slightly relaxed now. Rohit was a very nice guy and muscular too. He was about 5’11 in height. He was about my age and very decent. He started to train me since that day.

We used to be at his desk most of the time from the first day. I also used to spend most of my time with him as I was yet to know anybody else. Like any other guy, he also used to check me out whenever I was busy doing something else. I could see that he used to sneak into my shirt whenever I wore formals.

He also used to touch my hands while handling mouse and keyboard. I slowly realized that he was attracted to me. I also didn’t make any effort to stop all this as I was also liking it. I also now tried seducing him by showing my cleavage even more or by bending down in front of him for any silly reason.

He slowly also started getting my signals. We were getting more comfortable by each passing day. We used to go for lunch outside and sometimes for a long drive in his car whenever there was nothing much to do. I was reporting only to him. We were reporting our training status to the manager end of every week.

So there was no real pressure of everyday work. The training was going good, he made sure I understand everything. We were spending more time with each other every day now. We started getting comfortable now with each other. But unfortunately, time was running out.

It was his last week at the office. We had only five days before I bid adieu to him. I was wearing salwar kurta that Monday. After our regular training, as usual, he again asked me to go for lunch. We left at exactly around 11.30 am. We started to go toward the parking.

As soon as we got into the elevator, I realized that today he parked his car on the second floor which was unusual. Nobody parks that high usually as we always had enough parking on ground and first floor. The second floor was always less crowded and a quiet place as it was used by commercial vehicles.

We were walking toward his car which he parked in the corner of the second floor. I noticed that he was looking always around for something. Nobody was around. I didn’t realize that he was just checking and making sure that nobody was around.

As soon as we reached his car, he pulled me toward him, behind his car and grabbed me by my waist. I knew what was happening but acted like I was surprised. But before even I say anything, he planted a kiss onto my lips.

As he didn’t see any resistance from me, we locked our lips again and started kissing. In no time his grip around my waist became tight. His hands were caressing my butts. Suddenly we saw someone on the other corner of parking. We broke our kiss and got into the car.

We had lunch in a nearby restaurant. During lunch, he asked me if I want to spend some time with him at his place. I couldn’t say no as I also wanted to spend more time with him. Lust inside me had already taken over me. Finally, he drove me to his apartment and we reached his home.

As he was living with his roommates, no one was around at that time. It was just me and him. I was so excited and nervous too. Initially, there was an awkward silence for a few minutes, as we reached his place. But this time I decided to make the first move.

He was unsure about what he did in parking whether I liked it or not. We were sitting on the sofa in his living room. So I placed my hands on his hand and moved toward him. After seeing that he also got confident and moved toward me. He came closer to me and he was looking into my eyes.

In no time, our lips have started to fondle each other and he came over me. His hands were moving toward my waist and he started to grab me in his arms. He was a passionate kisser. The way he was kissing my lips was enticing me to get more of him.

I also started to respond to him by eating his lips with mine. He started to get inside my kurta now. His hands were touching my bare back now. He slowly started to lift up my kurta. He started touching my navel area and over my stomach. I was breathing heavily now.

Finally, our kiss broke and he started removing my kurta and turned me around. He started to kiss my back from the lower area of my back. To be continued.

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Hey guys, I won’t waste much of your time as I know what are you here for. My name is Abhi and this story is about me and my dream fantasy, Swati, my 12th standard teacher. Each one of you has had a crush on at least one of your teachers in college. Mine was when I was in class 12th.

She was the hottest teacher I ever saw in my 12 years of college, with the biggest melons and assets. She was milk-white and her ass twisted whenever she walked. I had impressed her in the first week of 12th standard. I always dreamt about fucking her all night.

She aroused everyone in her tight suits flaunting her ass. Her boobs weren’t less than 36 D. Those 2 melons always bounced whenever she walked in her pink bra. So, I’ll tell you how I saw her, met her, talked to her, and finally inserted in her.

It all this started on 10th May, when there was a small magic show in our college. There was a rush near the magicians as they declared free magic kits to the first 30 students. I was in the line too where my 7 inch banana first met her melon. She was managing the students and got pushed from the front.

I didn’t want the magic kit. I was just there for Swati. I was just standing in the line when she came. I asked if she should stand in front of me as it would be easier for her to manage others. There was just a little space where one could barely stand. As there were constant pushes her big ass came in my hand.

I can’t tell you that feel. It was overwhelming. She didn’t notice it as she was too busy. It was like a dream come true. I nearly felt both the assets from every angle. I squeezed her butt a little. As there was too rush there, she couldn’t understand who is touching where.

I continued and my dick was too erect and could not resist. I took my banana out of my zip and slapped it on her ass. (I made sure no one is watching me.) I zipped my pants and again felt the big ass and finally went back after slapping it lightly once. I rushed back as she was looking back.

It was the best experience of my life until now. But there was much more to go. I wanked nearly 5 times at night. I decided that I want her in bed now. So, I started spying her. After 3 days it was my English paper. One day before the test she called me and asked me if I needed any extra class.

I was good at English so I was her favorite. She asked me to come to her place later that evening. I was too happy as that was all I wanted. When I reached there, only she and her brother were at home. I went to her room and sat down. Her brother was too horny.

I’ve always imagined my teacher sucking her brother’s cock forcefully. When I was studying, she said that she’ll be right back, and went to her brother’s room. Half an hour passed but she didn’t come. I decided to knock the door but when I went there I heard Swati shouting.

The door was a little open for me to look inside what was going on. The next scene I saw just came in my dreams. I never thought that it would happen. She was topless. Her brother was holding her nipples and she was shouting. He quickly unzipped his pant and pulled Swati’s hair and made her suck his cock.

I was shocked and my banana was about to explode. I started masturbating but halfway I realized that I can make this situation productive for myself. I recorded everything they did for the next 20 minutes. It was good stuff to blackmail her.

When I finished cumming, I wanked there itself. Then I went to the room and shouted,” Swati Mam! Where are you?” She was here in the next 1 minute. I could see her red face and I quickly asked her, “What happened Mam?” But she said nothing and smiled to give a fake look.

I left her place. Then I hid in places while going home to wank again and again as I couldn’t resist at all. To my grace, next day she was in her white suit(The tightest one which exposed her nipples and her panty). She was teaching us and I was fantasizing about my cock and her mouth.

As the period ended she came to me and asked why weren’t you paying attention. I said that my banana wanted to give it’s juice to someone. She understood and shouted at me. I told her that I saw her melons yesterday. She was surprised and what she was thinking was absolutely correct.

I told her that I have recorded everything and I’ll put that on the internet. She was tensed and came to her knees asking me not to do so as it would ruin her.  My dream was true now. I asked her to stand and raise her hands high up as she used to punish me.

I asked her the color of her thong to which she was ashamed. I slapped her hard and asked to reply. She told me pink. I asked her to move around, she obeyed. The shape of her perfect butt aroused me. I grabbed her ass in my hands and she resisted. I pulled her hair and told her that you are mine now.

I felt her with her clothes on. She could not do anything now. I asked her to give me her panty and her bra. She said that she won’t. I pulled her by her nipple and kissed her. I turned her around and slapped her ass nearly a hundred times. She was nearly in tears and was shouting each time.

She could see my 7 inch dick in my pants. I asked her again to give me her bra. She was scared as it would give a perfect shape of her nipples to everyone. I pulled her and sat on my knees and pulled her pajama down. I asked her to remove her panty herself or I won’t return her lower.

She removed her pink panty and gave to me. I asked her to remove the rest of the suit which she did. Her melons were popping out of her bra. I myself removed her bra and kept both in my bag. She was fully naked now. But I decided not to fuck her right now. I saw her ass and it was completely red.

I kissed her for a few minutes rubbing my hand on her ass and took out a maker out of my bag and wrote ‘MY SLAVE’ on her ass and asked her to wear her clothes. I told her not to wear any bra or panty tomorrow. And both of us left. We both used to travel on the same bus. Today I sat along with her on the bus as well.

She was completely ashamed in front of me. I asked her to suck my cock to which she resisted and asked me not here. I opened my zip and kept a bag on my left so that no one could see. My 7 inch dick was out to which she was surprised. I pulled her hair and pushed her mouth into my cock.

I hoped that no one saw us because it would be difficult to handle the situation. I asked her to suck it the best way she could do. Whenever she took a break I pinched her nipples from the bottom. It was too soothing. I told her that I was about to cum. She left my cock and came upwards. I was angry as fuck.

I took her boob in my hand and pressed it way too hard to which she started moaning. I told her that you left the precious juice. She said that she has never taken cum into her mouth. I smiled and pulled her back to my banana. In another one minute, I cummed into her and pushed her down until I finished.

She came upwards with cum in her mouth and was signaling to ask if she could spit it. I grabbed her cheeks and made her swallow it. She was completely shocked when I did so but she had no option. The rest of our journey home was completely silent. I gave her rest now.

Later that night, I messaged her. She asked me to delete the video but how could I even delete it. I asked her to come tomorrow in the best dress she had. Another day, another morning. She was teaching normally like before. I messaged her to sit on her chair. She did.

I asked her to meet me at the boy’s washroom. She came and when she entered I made her sit on my laps and took out one pen and wrote 69 on her suit. She was completely scared as the whole day was left. Now I tore all her clothes and pushed my cock into her ass and kept on pressing her big melons.

I made her my slave and did whatever I wanted since that day. She’s pregnant now but I still go to her house to drink some milk. So, guys, this was my story how I blackmailed my class teacher.

Any girl looking to satisfy herself on calls, video calls or sext can email me I’ll show you the best dick you’ll ever see. Bye.

Hello everyone! Here is a quick introduction about myself before I get into sharing 3 really personal and intimate experiences with all of you. I am Sonali and I am 27 years old. Yes, I know you all want to know if I am married or not, and the answer is unmarried.

While my parents are looking for a perfect husband, I am out there being a perfect chick for a few lucky guys. I am 5’5″ tall, black long hair, black eyes and the information which you all are looking for is 34-28-34. I work in a travel company as a travel agent and often spend my weekends at parties and clubbing.

Chapter 1 – I Lost A Challenge!

This story is from Goa. Goa – the place where we have the license to go all out crazy. I was in Goa for 5 days with my 2 of my really close male office friends. We 3 were staying in a double occupancy room. We picked up two scootys and our plan was set to rave out in the party capital.

I was at my slutty best and I was sure that Sameer and Ritesh were eyeing me. I was teasing them with some really sexy conversations. I was walking in revealing clothes in front of them, hugging them, touching them, getting close to them; my tease game was getting too hot to handle.

On day two morning, Sameer had gone down for breakfast, Ritesh was laying down on the bed and I was taking a shower.

I called Ritesh and asked him if he can help me get my pink pantie from my bag. He ran to my bag and pulled out what I asked for. He knocked and I opened the door to slide out my wet arm. I grabbed my panty and said, “You know what? Let’s do a no pantie challenge.”

He laughed and enquired if I was sure. And I said challenge accepted! I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out to see Sameer and Ritesh just in their shorts holding their undies. I could clearly see their boners and I laughed out loud.

I quickly got into my shorts and a sleeveless top, of course without wearing anything underneath. My nipples were pointing out and so were my colleagues’ cocks. We left our hotel on scootys to explore a few beaches in Goa.

I was riding and Sameer was sitting behind me. He was really close to me. I was feeling his breath on my neck as he was talking to me. The wind was blowing and my hair was flying. Sameer’s hands were all over my waist and I was loving it.

Then his hand slowly started moving down. From my waist, his fingers were sliding on my thighs. I was feeling the breeze inside my shorts, I was shivering and my nipples were getting hard.

I asked Sameer what was he doing and surprise surprise, he slipped his right hand inside my shorts! I was shocked and almost lost my balance. His fingers touched my pussy lips and he pulled out. I got goosebumps and squeezed my legs instantly. Sameer was laughing and so was I.

We stopped at one of the beaches and were having beers. Ritesh came up with this idea of taking a quick walk in the water. So, we were walking and Ritesh pushed me down in the water. My top and shorts got drenched. My breasts were sticking out and my shorts turned transparent to reveal my ass. I was extremely embarrassed.

Honestly, I wasn’t expecting this and got a little pissed. I told Ritesh that I can’t spend the entire day like this and I have to go back to the hotel. I rode back to the hotel, wore my pink bra-pantie, jeans and shirt on top of it. I left a few top buttons open. My bra cups were squeezing and lifting my round breasts.

I was flashing my cleavage and shirt was often slipping down my shoulder revealing my bra straps and cups. We had lunch, visited a few more places and were back to our hotel room for our evening drinking session.

This is where things got interesting. I was high! I was out! And very cunningly, Ritesh and Sameer reminded me that I lost the challenge and now I have to face some sort of punishment. I was like “Okay! What sort of punishment?” And these two bastards had a plan:

1. They bought a really sexy one-piece dress for me. Golden colour. Perfect for clubbing. One problem, I was talking to myself in my mind – This dress was too short!

I was like, dude this will hardly cover my ass and even the neck was too low.

Ritesh said sorry for the morning incident and gave me this dress. I gave him a kiss on his cheeks and took the dress. I asked but what’s the punishment? And Ritesh told me that I will have to wear this tomorrow to a night club we had planned to go. I had no other option and said, okay.

2. Sameer abruptly interrupted and told me his version of the punishment. I had to either lap dance a stranger at the club or dance on top of the bar. High on alcohol, I don’t know why, but I accepted this. Weirdly, I was super excited.

Cut to the next day evening. I was in the dress. It was body hugging me and my boobs were popping out. They were more outside than inside and with every step I walked, my dress was sliding up my ass. I was pulling it down and it was sliding up again and again.

Ritesh and Sameer were horny as fuck when they saw me in that dress. We were just about to leave and I had a small little surprise for both of them. They were behind me and I dropped my scooty key on the floor.

In the sexiest way I could, I did a bend over in front of them. My dress slipped up and my ass cheeks were flashed. And surprise surprise, I wasn’t wearing a pantie. They got a proper view of my round ass and my brown pussy lips. Their jaws dropped and I turned back and said, “Keep dreaming about my chut, you two chutiyas.”

We were in the club and all three of us were completely out. Other boys were staring at me. I was shining in my dress; actually flashing in my dress.

A couple of boys got really close dancing to me. I felt their manhood touch my soft ass. But I had to pick one lucky stranger for a lap dance as there was no chance of me doing a dance on top of the bar.

The drinks were running down my system and I had to take a piss break. One girl approached me inside the ladies restroom and said if she was a boy, she would have slept with me. I took her comment in a positive way and was back on the dance floor with Sameer and Ritesh.

I asked them if there’s any alternate punishment available as I was fully drunk and was a bit scared now to do a dance. To which they said, “yes!”

We left the club and were back in our room. All three of us could barely walk without each other’s support. I literally collapsed on the bed and Sameer and Ritesh were on my sides. Both made the first move and placed their hands on my breasts. They were pressing my breasts and I left their fingers running down my pussy.

I was getting fingered and aroused by both of them. I started kissing them alternately. Ritesh pulled down my dress straps and exposed my breast. Both started sucking my nipples. I was resisting yet moaning, but this was too much for me to handle. Both stripped their pants and were holding their cocks.

I went down on my knees and started sucking them alternately. Ritesh was holding my hair tight. Between the two, Sameer had a long and thick cock. Ritesh in fact cummed on my breast while I was blowing him.

They both pulled me up and pushed back on the bed. Both took out condoms and I was like, “oh my god!” I knew what was coming my way. I got into doggy style position and Sameer slid his long and thick cock between my pussy lips. He was stroking me hard. His abs were smashing my ass.

Ritesh was in front of me. He was slapping his cock on my face. I started licking it and sucking it again. Sameer didn’t stop as he drilled me hard for almost 5-6 minutes.

He paused and I thought I will get some rest, but then Ritesh turned me around climbed on top of me. He took me into missionary position and fucked me hard. For the next 10-15 minutes, I had a cock inside my pussy and my mouth at the same time.

I was breathing hard, I was sweating hard and I was moaning hard. After a while, Sameer cummed on my stomach. My pussy was wet and leaking juices. Ritesh wiped it with his tongue and I lost control. I squirted hard on Ritesh’s face.

Tired and exhausted, I took a quick bath and got into my nighty and slept between Sameer and Ritesh. I lost the challenge, but I won the night.

Our Goa trip was fun. Now all three of us work at different places, but we often talk about the challenge when we meet.

Let me know if you liked Chapter 1. Show me some love and I will be back to tell you guys Chapter 2 and 3.

Thanks a lot for reading this wonderful tale. Have you ever questioned why do we have a format of a medium called ‘sex story’ when we have a choice of seeing high-quality porn videos streaming all the fuck, lick, suck, crazy things in vivid detail?

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A thoughtful story creates a warm feeling with the readers and if the medium is used thoughtfully with the right plot, characterization, situations, dialogs, conversations, and emotions. We can create a fabulous sex story where readers can immerse themselves deep into the plot and enjoy them being one of the characters in the story.

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Many novice writers misunderstand the difference between sex story and sex narration. They are entirely different. Writing pages of content explaining what boy and girl did to each other in sex is sex narration and not sex story. That is too boring to read.

I got fed up with not finding the content of my liking and I started writing a story that fulfills my inner thirst. I created a multi-episode story named name ‘Cleverly Planned Wife Swap – Master Plan To Convince Conservative Couple’. Based on some one’s real experience

I was not sure how this story will be received by readers as it was very lengthy one of 15 episodes. I worried who will read a long story. I was proven that my thought was wrong with a nice response from readers. Later I realized that writing porn is a kind of addiction because one cannot simply write porn.

A writer needs to think of the situation, position, conversation, action, and many other things. In the course of thinking this will make a writer think about sex all the time. This will definitely take their productivity out from their life. They will be always thinking about this. Writing requires a hell lot of time from their daily activity.

I personally felt that I gave the least priority to real life thinking and writing porn. I forgot to progress in career, forgot to service vehicle on time. I thought writing is too injurious to personal and family well being. So I decided to step away from writing to get rid of the addiction.

I managed to be away from writing for a long period. Now I feel a bit of thirst to write again. I want to cautiously balance and spent on writing. Hence decided to time-bound and write one decent story. One of the readers of my story is Pooja. We become close friends after a couple of conversation.

She shared her personal sex experience with her younger brother-in-law (her hubby’s brother). Her experience and story had all the masala ingredients that qualify for a perfect erotic story. When I asked her about making her experience as a story, she gladly agreed to do with protecting her privacy enough.

I finally penned down her experience as a wonderful story and presenting here in the format of Pooja telling the story. From my understanding, Pooja is very conservative, god fearing and conservative girl. Not a wild beast looking for sex. She had a strong compelling situation and rationale behind how such a girl changed like that.

It was wonderful to hear and erotic as well. She will explain it in vivid details.

This tale explains how such a morally good and god-fearing conservative and traditional girl’s (Pooja’s) bonding with her brother-in-law changed into love. What an emotional roller coaster she had gone through in this journey.

How her interest progressed slowly from love to lust and made her determined strongly towards achieving her goal. How she achieved successfully got her desires full filled. Please take a minute of your time to ‘like’ this story. Link to ‘like’ appears at the bottom of the story and if you have time.

Please read the previous parts before continuing part 3.

Days progressed as usual. One of our colleagues (girl) got her marriage fixed and she invited a few close friends to her marriage reception. Ramya and I were among them. We all girls planned to go to reception in a saree. Ramya asked me to come to her house and then we will go to the reception from there.

I was happy with this arrangement, as I want to see his brother and their relationship. The day of the reception came, I got ready with my saree. I went to Ramya’s home following the direction and address given by her. I found her house. I opened the gate and went inside the house.

As I approached the door, I could hear a loud laugh, shouting, pet fighting voice of Ramya and one other male voice. Instantly guessed that would be of her BIL. I was about the knock on the door and I found that the door was already wide opened. I got surprised by what I saw happening inside the house.

It appears that Ramya and her brother in law were fighting for the TV remote. Ramya was wearing cotton tops and frock up to her knee. Ramya’s brother in law was holding the remote in his one hand raising it high. Ramya was hugging him tightly with one hand from behind where her boobs were crushing her BIL’s back.

She was jumping to try to get hold of the remote in another hand. In this fight, both were at against each other in the laugh and scold. She finally managed to grab the remote from his hand successfully. Immediately her brother took the position of going behind of her.

He tightly wrapped his one hand on her waist, and with another hand, he was trying to grab the remote from her. Ramya raised her hand to the highest possible level to avoid getting grabbed. Ramya’s BIL started jumping without releasing the hug to her waist.

While he jumped her hug on waist slipped upwards and his hands wrapped her bottom part of boobs tightly. Ramya in her attempt to escape his tight clutch, bent down deeply with both hands extended away to avoid her brother reaching for the remote. Her brother was not ready to give up his clutch on her.

He also started bending forward in the same motion. He completely rested his chest on her back without releasing his hand clutched her waist and boobs area. As both of them are in bend down position, it appeared like a perfect doggie pose. His cock area well locked with Ramya’s ass crack.

His crush on her boobs was pushing the boobs and cleavage out of her top. Both were not ready to give up and they started moving forward and backward. It made me confuse whether they are fighting for remote or enjoying doggie style fuck over the cloth. It appeared so erotic to see.

However, it is a BIL and SIL casually fighting for a TV remote. It clearly appears that they are least bothered about the physical intimacy and body contacts happening while they fight for the remote. I was so surprised, amused by their body language and chemistry.

I just imagined how it will be if the same happens between me and Kishore. I couldn’t control my giggle as soon as I realized that when I look at remote Kishore grabs and gives it to me. He is not that romantic person to fight with me like this. Even if he fights, it will be very difficult to win from him with his athletic body.

Meanwhile, Ramya noticed my presence. They both split apart casually without showing any rush or embarrassment. Ramya without any guilt or different feeling of me seeing her fight with her BIL welcomed me. She offered a seat on the sofa. I could not get rid of the visuals I seen last 5 minutes.

She interrupted me and said, “Pooja, hope you identified who that donkey is right? He is my brother in law.” I smiled at her.

I know that she is staying with her in-laws and started wondering where are they? Hearing my voice, an old mom just came into the hall from somewhere and welcomed me. Ramya introduced her as her mother in law. Her MIL greeted me and complained to me.

“See dear, these kids grown up and still fighting like school kids. I’m fed up with these two monkeys. I don’t know when these monkeys will change.” Ramya laughed at her MIL’s comment and I too joined their laugh. Her MIL left us to chat and went inside.

Ramya and I sat on the sofa opposite to each other and started chatting. She started sharing family pics etc. My mind was not focusing on the discussion. I was not paying attention to what she is telling. Rather I was visualizing their intimacy and my thoughts were around it.

While we were discussing, Manoj just crossed us from inside. Ramya shouted at him “Hey pig, how many times I’ve told that don’t fight too hard? My shoulders are paining like hell.” He laughed and responded, “Root cause is you. You should have left remote with me without a fight.”

She stopped arguing and just she just signaled him something and pointed her fingers on her shoulder. I was wondering what she is signaling for. Manoj walked to her, went to her back as she is sitting on the sofa. He gently started massaging her shoulder from behind.

I realized that she signaled him for a massage for her shoulder pain. She gave some relax feeling on her face and she casually continued chatting with me on other topics. My goodness, what chemistry and understanding between them? I could not focus on what she is saying.

It would be too bad to stare at the massage activity. So casually engaged with her in conversation and gave a discreet look on how/what he is massaging. He is not doing something explicit or bad. But gently he started pressing all over her shoulders and neck.

She continued to chat with me and casually raised her one hand completely up. He started massaging the upper hand, and he snapped his five fingers with her five fingers and started massaging them. After that, he snapped each finger separately and they both repeated on the other hand.

The way they both are doing this without any discussion looks like it is their routine. I was jealously watching her. Half an hour passed and I reminded her that we need to get ready for the reception. Ramya said “Ok Pooja, come to my room. I’ll show you the party dress (saree). I’ll get ready and we can leave.”

She took me to her room and showed me the new saree and other fancy items that she got to wear for this reception. I just formally appreciated that all looks good. Just to give her privacy to wear her saree, I turned the other side and started browsing my mobile.

She started wearing saree, skirt, etc. behind me. Finally, she hinted to me that she completed her dressing. I turned back to her and she looked gorgeous in her saree and I noticed that her blouse was not properly stitched. It appeared too tight for her.

As her blouse is too tight, the major part of her boob was popping out at the cleavage area. I thought of pointing this out to her and felt that it may disappoint her. Therefore, I did hold back my thoughts to tell her. I formally appreciated that her dress looks good.

She said to me looking her knees, “Pleat needs to adjusted/creased.” She just called, “Manoj, come here.” I understood that she is calling her brother in law. He opened the door, entered her room, and asked her, “What Anni?” She just pointed him to her knee.

He kneels down on feet and started adjusted her saree pleats in order and creased them from top to bottom to form steps, step by layer. He raised hands without lifting his face. She handed over a pin to his hand. He pinned the pleats together. I wondered again at their casual body language communication without any words.

Without spelling a word, he understood her need. Usually, I have heard husbands doing saree pleat adjustment for the wife. But I am seeing the first-time brother in law doing this to SIL. It was so romantic to watch. He completed the pleat and stood up.

He looked at her dress, he started looking at her blouse at the shoulder, and his face changed. He casually asked her to turn and show her side pose. She turned and posed her left side to him, where her hip and boobs are visible at a side angle. I wondered how casually and indirectly he is asking her to show her boobs.

He looked deep on hip and blouse and complained her straight. “Anni, blouse doesn’t fit well for you. It is too tight and it appears exposing.” I was stunned at them as for how closely he looks at her boobs and directly commenting it as tight and exposing.

She got terribly angry with him and said, “Hey pig, this is all because of you. You ruined my wonderful blouse. You should have controlled yourself.” I shocked to hear Ramya’s statement and started wondering what they are talking. How he ruined her blouse?

My imagination went wild and trying to figure out how what he had not controlled. In anger, she kicked him out of the room. He smiled and went saying “No, that is not my mistake. It is the tailor’s mistake.” I wondered and asked, “Ramya, what is going on? Couldn’t understand what you people are talking.”

Ramya said, “Pooja, I bought this saree and blouse after roaming multiple shops. But the bad thing I did was that I went to the tailor’s shop with this idiot. The tailor is a very nice gentleman and he is famous for his very good stitching. All ladies and girls in our area go to this tailor as he behaves gentle and does his work perfectly.”

“Usually, he only takes the measurement and stitches the blouses, churidars, etc. Nobody bothers about that, as he is a very nice gentleman. I went to the tailor’s shop to give my blouse for stitching. The tailor took a measuring tape and came near me.”

“This idiot (Manoj) just rudely asked tailor, ‘Hello, don’t you have any ladies to take the measurement?’ Tailor got pissed off when my BIL asked this. Tailor asked me pointing to Manoj, ‘Who is he?’ as tailor knows me already. I embarrassingly responded, ‘He is my BIL.’ Tailor become bit rude as his gentleness being questioned.”

“He responded to my brother, ‘Hello, here I’m the only person who takes measurement and stitches dress. Your SIL and all the ladies know about this. I’m not running a tailor shop for the sake of cheap pleasure in taking ladies measurement. If you are concerned, give me a measurement blouse or you yourself take the measurement and give it to me.’”

Ramya continued: “I was embarrassed between this guy and the tailor. I kept silent in their conversation. This idiot without apologizing to him, as if he is like a savior took the measurement tape and with the instruction of tailor and started taking my blouse measurements.”

I admired. Wow, what? Ramya’s brother in law taking blouse measurement for her? Amusing and I continued listening, “Then Ramya?”

Ramya continued, “Yes Pooja, that time itself I almost judged. He is going to screw the measurement. As I thought it happened. He tightly measured my body by pressing the tape too much. Finally, his measurement resulted in this unfit blouse…” She ended in a sad note.

I started heading home walking after the marriage event. I could not come out of the scenes I saw in Ramya’s home. I started feeling that I’m unlucky to get that kind of fun with Kishore. I felt a bit depressed as nothing is happening in my favor.

I started praying to god, “Hey God, why you are teasing such a sincere devotee, I have requested you long back to do some miracle to get us romantically united. But you haven’t listened to it. You have massive power to make a miracle. Please don’t put me under any further distress”

I reached home and a couple of days passed without any significant improvement in the situation. I know it is impractical for something to happen between us considering the gentleness and goodness from both of us. I cannot initiate anything. I don’t see even a sign of attraction on me from him.

The only miracle should happen to make something happen between us. In all those days I regularly made a call to my husband and talked to him asking about his health etc. I really wondered how I have changed. I have not shown such sexual interest in anyone even when I was not married.

But all of sudden I don’t know why I am having so much craze on this Kishore. I really want to check if my feeling is temporary because of the reason that I am missing sex. I want to see if my interest in Kishore vanishes once after having sex with hubby when he is back during his vacation.

I become anxious to test myself to think about Kishore after sex with my hubby to check if my craze on his vanishes or not. Let me wait for my hubby to return next week. I started waiting.

Ok readers this is Varun. The story will be continued in Part 4. If you like this story please share your comments/feedback to [email protected]. Pooja is also willing to hear the feedback at her [email protected].

In the meantime, you can read all my other stories published on ISS.

Hi readers, Aman here!

This is in continuation to my earlier story, with a time lapse of 8 years. It’s 2009 and I am in my Second PUC. So when I use the present tense or use the word “year”, you need to assume it’s the year 2009.

In the first story of the series, I had introduced you to Tanya, my older cousin and how I developed a breast fetish due to her. Now she is a fully grown woman in her early 20’s, doing her third-year graduation.

She got married in 2012 now and has a kid, settled in Indore. This story narrates how I had the chance to be the first man to touch her, which she still has no idea about unless she is a member of ISS.

The story begins!

By the mid-year, we (my parents and myself) had to visit our native on the occasion of my Uncle’s (my mother’s younger brother) marriage. All our family members had already arrived at the ancestral home and the place was already giving a vibe of festivity.

As you know, I had an incestuous relationship with my younger cousin Teena from childhood, which is still continuing during my not so frequent visits. The first person I was looking for at the place was her. She is 19 now but still in first PUC as she failed a year.

Teena has grown into a sexy goddess by now, around 5 ft tall, with medium-sized but firm breasts with pink areolas and a thin curvy waist.

Her hair was thick, black and flowing down to her shoulder blades. She started to wear a bra from last year and it was surprising to me last year to find the extra piece of clothing which was not usually present while I undress her.

I was searching for my Teena among the multitude of relatives gathered there.

Suddenly, I caught my eye on someone who looked familiar but different. She had beautiful eyes with perfect eyeliner, with curly but long hair braided and adorned with jasmine flowers.

She was draped in a green and red silk saree which was complementing her perfect figure, at the same time providing enough skin show for my imagination to run amok. It was Tanya!

I slowly walked towards her and surprised her from behind. She gave me a hug and we started to chat.

I came to know that she was just back from a North Indian tour from her college and was feeling tired. But as you know, there is no sleep for the day as she was in charge of welcoming the guests and ensuring their accommodation. I decided to help her so that I could spend some time with her.

I was entirely blinded and deafened by the sight of Tanya that I couldn’t see my beloved partner in crime, my Teena, standing right next to me the whole time, looking at me angrily.

She was upset that I did not heed to her beckoning and was completely ignoring her and did not speak to me till the end of the day. But, I broke her silence during our bed-time, with just my tongue, by pleasuring her with orgasms for the whole night.

By that age, I had fairly good knowledge about sex (thanks to the internet and my habit of voyeurism) and knew exactly how to give pleasure and make women happy. Teena, being a good child, had no such exposure. To her, sex is just lying on the bed naked and waiting for me to take charge. She did whatever I asked her to do like a sex-slave.

Her ignorance about the safety had created some problems for me, like that one time when I accidentally ejaculated in her because she was on top and did not move away when I told her to.

I was worried because if she were to get pregnant, then it will be an unhealable scar in her life and would bring big shame to her, myself and our family and also there is the law preventing incestuous relationships.

Anyhow, that night we enjoyed ourselves to the point where she requested me to stop as she was feeling tired.

The next day, the day of wedlock, the cars were standing ready to take us to the kalyan mandap. I wanted to ride shotgun in the car in which my uncle was going, so I had woken up early and got ready.

We reached the venue by 10:30 am and the muhurtha was at 11:30 am. So, we had an entire hour to settle down and meet and greet relatives.

The bride (my aunt now) and her family had already arrived before us and started the makeup. We were not allowed to see her before the marriage. So, Teena and I along with our friends were goofing around till the said time.

Now the muhurtha finally arrived, my uncle is already sitting on the seat in the designated place on the mandap and within a few minutes, the bride arrived.

To describe my aunt, she looked like a model from the jewellery ads – fully covered in necklaces, bangles and a thick waistband made of gold. She was wearing a red Kancheepuram saree, flaunting her creamy white navel in a non-sexual way. She was wearing heavy makeup, which is common thing in our marriages.

Her name is Sneha and she is one of the women I used to fantasize about till she became fat and less attractive after giving birth twice.

The marriage was happily concluded and as per our custom, the bride moves in with the groom after marriage. So, we started our journey back to our ancestral home. By an hour or so, we reached home.

The bride and groom were welcomed in with aarthi and there was a small ceremony after that. The reception was arranged by evening the same day so myself and Tanya were busy with the arrangements. The entire evening we were busy attending to the guests and feeding people (I had no idea we had so many relatives and family friends).

At last by 11 PM, we wound-up and finally, it is time for some well-earned rest.

Since the bedrooms were occupied by relatives, we kids had to adjust in the drawing room floor. The beds were spread, enough for three people. But Teena had already slept with her mom so she was not disturbed. The remaining ones were Tanya and me.

She agreed on sleeping on the floor but I wanted to be with Teena but didn’t vocalize it. Half-heartedly, I decided to share the bed with Tanya. She fell fast asleep due to the accumulated tiredness of her college trip and the marriage function.

It was around 1:30 am, I woke up to pee. When I came back from the washroom, I could see Tanya sleeping peacefully through the faint light of the zero bulb and due to the heat, she had kicked away the blanket.

She was wearing a black polo shirt and cream coloured midi with flower prints. The midi had moved up exposing her creamy and perfectly thick thighs but not visible all the way up as she was wearing slacks under it.

Her breathing moved her breast mounts up and down like the calm waves in the ocean. I started to develop a boner by this sight but covered it up and tried sleeping.

Its 2 am now and I was still awake. I was unable to stop thinking about the beautiful goddess sleeping next to me and was feeling restless sexually as I had no encounter with Teena the whole day and on top of that, it was the first night for my uncle and aunt (who might be fucking like hell right now).

I decided to masturbate under the cover fantasizing about my cousin’s body. Suddenly, she turned to my side and I was immediately alerted to stop the handy work to avoid any embarrassment. But she was still asleep. I stayed motionless for another 15 minutes till she turned again and was now facing the ceiling.

A small devil inside me induced me to make a move on Tanya. My mind was saying that she was in deep sleep so if I touch her gently, her sleep will not be disturbed. So I decided to proceed with the mission to exploit my sleeping sister.

I moved my hands under her back and tried to gently pull the end of her shirt up. I was successful in finding the end of her shirt, so I took hold of it and started to pull it up slowly towards her heaving breasts.

It stopped moving just below her shoulder blades. So, I had to apply some extra effort to move it further up so that her breasts are fully accessible to me.

Now her bra was visible fully. I double checked again, she was still sleeping. Now the next task was to unhook the bra, which was not an easy task for an amateur. I struggled with my two fingers sliding under her back and somehow managed to unhook it.

Now I gently lifted the bra cups from below and freed her perfectly sized round breasts. It had dark areolas and the nipple was puffy and at least half a centimeter erect. By this point, I was totally shaking due to fear of getting caught and also due to the excitement.

I never sucked the nipples as I thought my wet lips would wake her up. So I gently squeezed them in my hands for about five minutes. My penis was so hard at this point that it started to hurt. But both my hands were attending her breasts.

Suddenly, I had this crazy idea. I gently lifted her right arm which was crossing her navel at that point and placed my erect penis inside her palm.

For those who are a novice, if you place something hot inside a sleeping person’s palm, he/she will immediately close the palm. Her palm was now holding my throbbing penis but it was still idle as she was asleep duh!

I decided to free my right arm to provide some leverage to her hand. I took hold of her delicate palm, clenching my fingers over hers and started to stroke it. At the same time, I pleasured myself with her right boob which was altogether too much of a circus for me. What can I say, I was horny.

After a few stokes, I was about to ejaculate, so I slowly unclenched her fingers from my penis and released the load on the blanket. I took a small drop of my semen and placed it on her lips. Like a reflex, she ate it in her sleep.

I also rubbed some semen on both of her breasts gently. After that, I pulled down her shirt without hooking her bra as it was not possible (still makes me wonder why she didn’t question about it the next morning).

I stopped it there as I worried that if tried to fuck her, she will definitely wake up. But I still regret to this day for not trying it.

I never had intercourse with Tanya then and not till date. She still thinks I am her good cousin brother, but every time she hugs me, every time she bends to take something from the floor and every time breastfeeds her child, I have visually feasted myself on her voluptuous breasts.

All your comments are invited at [email protected]. In the next episode, I will give you a detailed account on Sneha, my new aunt, and my other incestuous encounters.

Vanakam nanbargale, en peyar Rajesh, vayathu 26. En vazhvil nadantha unmai sambavathai ungaludan pakirnthu kolkiren. Naan siruvayathu muthal pengaludan nerunki pazhuguven, jollyaga kindal seithu kondu happyaga irupen.

Naan parpatharuku velaiyaga 6 adi uyarathuku irupen. Sunni nindu perusaga 7 inch alavuku irukum. Entha oru penukum en suniyai parthal, umba vendum endra aasai thaan varum. Thinamum kaiyadithu suniyai perusaga vaithu irupen.

Perunthil, pothu idam endru ella edathilum penngalai sila nimidathil ushar seithu madaki viduven. Athiga patcham antha nerathuku matttum sugathai anupavithu kondu irupen. Ithuvarai pala pengalai thadavi, mulaigalai pisainthu irukiren. Annal oru murai kuda muzhu thirupthiyudan matter seithathu ilai.

Tharpozhuthu kadhaiku varukiren, ennai sutra neriya aan nanbargal irupargal. En nerunkiya nanban oruvaruku kannyakumariyil thirumanam nadai pera irunthathu, agayal naan irandu naatgal munbe rail munpathivu seithu vaithu iruthen.

Andru mathiyam railil enaku endru thaniyaga iruntha araiyil ticket kanbithu vitu sendru amarthen. Neenda nerathuku piragu oru azhakiya pen en mun amarnthal.

Muthal 20 nimidangal nandraga utru parthukondu irunthen. Avalai engayo partha mathiri manathil thondarikondu irunthathu.

Aval tops matrum jeans aninthu kondu migavum modernaga irunthal, avalin azhakai ungalidam kandipaga pakirnthu kolavendum. Kangal meen pondrum, uthadugal strawberry pazham pondru sivapaga, kaathu matrum mukku sethuki vaitha silai pondrum, kannam irandum bannu pondru irunthathu.

Mulaigal irandum perutha medu pondru thukikondu irunthathu, avalin soothu sirantha vattamaga irunthathu.

Pin idupai pidithukondu soothil sunniyai vaithu vegamaga matter adikalam pondru irunthathu. Irandu thodaigalum vazhai thandu pondru miguntha kavarchiyil irunthathu. Antha irukamana jeans pant naduvil pundaiyin nadu kodu azhagaga therinthathu.

Avalin kambugal irandum arumaiyaga therinthu kondu irunthathu. Iru kaiyal pidithu pisainthu kondu irukalam pondru irunthathu. Mothathil aval oru glamourana modern ponnu pondru irunthal. Avail epadiyavathu paesi ushar seithu matter adithu vida vendum endru manam enkikondu irunthahtu.

Avalidam epadi paesuvathu endru theriyamal muzhithu kondu irunthen,”Ungal peyar Rajesh ah, Chennaiyil adayaril shanthi mamiyin paiyan thaana?” endru en muzhu vivarathai kurinal. Enaku thuki varipotathu.

Aval peyar renu endrum, aval en ammavin sonthakara pen endrum therinthathu. Avalum kanayakumariku varuvathaga kurinal, project vishayamaga selvathaga kurinal. Aval sonthakara pen endru therinthavudan, ushar seithu matter adipathuku satru thayakamaga irunthathu.

Avalin azhakai parkaiyil kandipaga matter adithuvida vendum endru matru oru manam sollikondu irunthathu. Naan migavum kuzhapathil irunthen, marunaal mathiyam thaan rail sendru adaiyum. Athuvarai avaludan jollyaga paesalam, avaluku virupam endral sex seiyalam ilai endral amaithiyaga vitu vidalam endru ninaithen.

“Hai Rajesh, How are you?” endru kettal renu.

“I am fine, How do you do?” endru pathiluku ketten.

Athanpin iruvarum happya paesa thodankinom. Muthalil ethir purathil amarnthu kondu irunthal, ninda neramaga paesikondu irunthom. Athanpin en arukil vanthu amarnthu kondal, avalin mulaigal tholpattaiyil urasikondu irunthathu.

Avalin kurpana kambai vaithu neenda neramaga therithu kondu irunthal, amaithiyaga iruntha sunni thuki kondu nindrathu. Naan double meaning la sex joke adithen, aval kulunki kulunki sirithukondu vanthal.

Iruvarum nerunkiya nanbargal pondru pazhakinom. Iruvarukum railyil thaniyaga oru aria othuka pattu irunthathu. Iravu 10 mani anathu, railway employes iravu sapadai vazhankinargal. Iruvarum nandraga sappitu mudithom.

Athanpin satru neram paesivitu, avar avar padukaiyil sendru paduthom. Naan kangalai mudamal avalin udambu azhakai parthu rasithu kondu irunthen. Avalin thopul azhagaga therinthathu, antha thopul otaiyil viralai vaithu attavendum endru aasaiyaga irunthathu.

Aval nandraga urankikondu irunthal, naan methuvaga ezhunthu sendru renuvin mulaiyai thottu parthen. Avalin kambugal kurpaga nindru kondu irunthathu, irandu kaiyalum mulaigalai porumaiyaga pisainthu kondu irunthen.

Aval urankikondu irupathu pol nadikiral endru thondriyathu, naan vidamal mulaigalai kasaki pizhinthu kondu irunthen. Pinar kizhe thopulil otaiyil viralai vaithu nondi kondu irunthen. Avalin uthadugal satru munankiyathu.

Pinar kizhe iranki jeans ulle kaiyai vitu pundaiyin mel paguthiyil theithu kondu irunthen. Naduviralai muzhumaiyaga pundaiyin otaiyil vitu methuvaga melum kizhumaga attikondu irunthen. Aval thoogathil munaruvathu pondru, “mmm mmm mmmm ahhhh ahhhh ahhhhh..” endru munarikondu irunthal.

Avalin pundaiyil irunthu vinthu vadinthu kondu irunthathu, satru eduthu nakki parthen. Migavum suvaiyaga irunthathu, athanpin udambu muzhuvathum thadavi parthuvitu amaithiyaga paduthukonden.

Satru nerathil naan nandraga urankiviten, en pant zipai kazhati poolai pidithu atuvathu pondru irunthathu. Naan lesaga kan vizhithu parthen, renu en poolai eduthu uruvi kondu irunthal. Naan achariyathil athirnthu ponen.

Indru iravu railil semaiyana sex sambavam irukirathu endru thondriyathu. Naan thoongiyavan pondru nadithu kondu renu seivathai parthu kondu irunthen. Muthalil sunni mele echi vitu melum kizhumaga attikondu irunthal.

Avalin kai patta adutha nimidathil sunni perusaga viraithu kondathu. En sunniyin thol kizhe irangum varai vegamga attikondu irunthal. Athanpin pink coloril mottu pondru iruntha suniyai vaiyil vaithu umba thodankinal.

Muthall porumaiyaga umbikondu irunthal, avaluku satru nerathil kamaveri athigama erikondu ponathu. Asura vegathuku thalaiyai attikondu sappinal, naan kangalai mudikondu “aha aha m m m aha “ endru munarinen.

Iruthiyil sunniyil irunthu vegamaga velai nira vinthu vaikul adithathu. Renu oru sottu kuda vidamal muzhumaiyaga kudithal. Athanpin en pant zipai pottuvitu ezhunthal, apozhuthu rail satru adiyathu enmele vizhunthal.

Naan muzhithu kondathu pondru ezhuthen, iruvarum migavum nerukamaga nindru kondu irunthom. Naan methuvaga uthail oru mutham koduthen. Iruvarum irukamaga hug seithukondu uthatai liplock seithom.

Avalin uthatil otikondu iruntha vinthu en uthadilum parmariyathu. Iruvarum neenda neramga kiss adithukondu irunthom. Naan methuvaga topsail kazhatinen, avalin iru mulaigalum bravin ulle adainthu kidanthathu.

Naan parkalal kadithu bravai kazhatinen. Irandu mulaigalum kulunkikondu veliyil vanthathu. Naan mulaigalai vegamaga kasaki pizhinthu kondu irunthen. Oru mulaiyai parkalal kadithu kondu matru oru mulaiyai kaiyal pisainthu kondu irunthen.

Mulaigalin naduvil mugathai vaithu vegamaga theithu pisainthu kondu irunthen. Oru kambai vegamaga kadithen, “ssh ssh sshhh aha ssh….” endru munarinal. Pinar kizhe sendru thopu otaiyil nakkai vaithu urinthu kondu irunthen.

Pinar avalin kizh jeansai porumaiyaga kazhatinen, ulle black color jatty aninthu kondu irunthal. Naan porumaiyaga parkalal kadithu jattyai uruvi eduthen. Pundaiyil nakkai vaithu sappikondu irunthen, koothi satru iramaga irunthathu.

Satru neram pundaiyin pilavai pirithu nakkai vaithu rusithu vasanaiyai nukarnthu parthen. Avalin kalkalai nandraga virithu vaithu methuvaga sunniyai ulle vitten. Koothi Satru irukamaga irunthathu, avalin iru mulaigalaiyum pidithukondu uthatil mutham koduthukondu idupai vegamaga attikondu ulle sunniyai vaithu adithen.

“Ahaaaaaaaaaaaaa ahaaaaaaaaaa ahaaaaaaaa…..” endru munru murai kathinal.

Avalin katharal sathathai kathil vangikondu, vegathai satru etrinen. Aval kangalai mudikondu, uthatai kadithu kondu matterai enjoy seithu kondu irunthal.

Pinar avalai doggy muraiyil muttipoda vaithu pinnal irunthu sorukikondu irunthen. Avaluku uchakata sugathai alithu kondu irunthen. Avalin soothum, en sunniyum onudrodu ondraga ottikondu irunthathu.

“Mmmmm mmmm mmm mm mm… aha aha aha aha mmm mm fuck me more Rajeeeesssshhhh..” endru katharikondu irunthal.

Iruthiyaga sudaga vinthai pundaiyin adi azhathuku adithu thelithen. Iruvarum satru sorvaga paduthu kondu irunthom. Iruvarum nirvanamaga satru neram paduthukondu irunthom. Athanpin sunni meendum ezhunthu kondu adutha matterku thayar paduthi kondathu.

Intha murai renuvai kavuthu pottu soothai nandraga pilanthu antha china otaiyil lesaga vaithu thadavinen. Pinar methuvaga soothin otaiyil suniyai irakinen.

“Shss shs valikuthu daaaaaaaaaaaaa… aha mmm aha…” endru sathamaga katharinal.

Naan vidamal soothai vaithu pilanthu kondu irunthen. Aval valliyal thudithu kondu irunthal, en muzhu atralaiyum seluthi adithu kondu irunthen. Iruthiyaga meendum oru murai soothin otaiyin vintha adithu irakinen.

Antha payanam mudiyum varai palamurai iruvarum matter adithu happyaga irunthom. Athanpin kanyakumariyil iruvarum phone number parikondu, santhoshamaga pirinthu sendrom.