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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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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.

This is the continuation of Part 1.

I was resting my head on her lap while she watched TV. She wore a tank top that day and shorts. I slowly moved near her waist and kissed it. She giggled and pushed me away. I closed in again and lifted the tank top. Her skin tone is such that her waist resembled a juicy orange.

I moved further close and bit her gently. She moaned and brought her thighs closer and caught my hair and pressed into her body. I licked the spot where I bit and she fell over me. Her boobs felt heavy on my head. I caught her left boob and caressed the hard nipple over the top. She hissed this time in my ear.

She’s holding my hair strongly and pushed into her body. She started to kiss my neck. I couldn’t control myself and my cock grew hard. It made a tent in the shorts. She gently ran her hand over it and held the top of my cock in her fist. I pushed my hand inside and squeezed her nipple.

She shivered and let out a small ‘Ahhh’. She’s breathing faster and clenching her thighs stronger. I tilted my head such that her right boob is touching my eye. I could feel the hard nipple on my eye. I adjusted my head in a way that I felt the nipple right on my lips.

I opened my mouth and kissed her nipple. She gasped and opened her mouth. She fell on me helpless and this made her boob go deep into my mouth. I put her nipple between my teeth and started to bite it. She moaned loudly and pushed her hand into my shorts suddenly. She grabbed my cock and squeezed it.

She ran her finger on top of my cock. My cock’s hard already and pre-cum oozed out of it. She squeezed the red ball and I jerked in her lap and I released her boob from my mouth. She moved back and I was gasping for breath. I looked at her ragged face. She smiled and suddenly pulled the foreskin down.

I couldn’t control the pain and scream loudly. She removed her hand from my shorts and held my head and kissed my lips. She kissed me passionately with speed. I hugged her and responded to her kiss. She pressed her tongue into my mouth and slurped my tongue.

I pushed my tongue in her mouth and she sucked it. All this happened a good two weeks after my first time with Manvitha. We became too casual and started behaving like husband and wife. I stayed in her apartment every weekend since then and we had sex every time I stayed.

But this particular incident changed our attitude towards one another completely. It was a cold day and we stayed indoor watching an old movie we both like. I put my head in her lap and when I looked at her she looked like an irresistible dessert. She’s cute and we had a love for each other.

Her perfume made me crave for her that moment. She became quite a tigress while we kissed. She moved away from my lips and kissed her finger which rubbed my cock. She put that finger into her mouth and sucked it closing her eyes. She was on a different level at that moment.

My cock’s hard and it started to pain. I slowly unzipped and let it out. It stood erect like a pole and nerves were bulging on it. I pulled the finger she’s sucking and put it in my mouth and sucked it. She turned her head to see my cock out and looked at me. She called me shameless and slapped my cock.

It was the best feeling ever. She stood up and removed her top. Her boobs were huge and she pressed her boobs with her hands teasing me. I tried to catch her but she took a step back. She removed her shorts too. She spread her legs and showed me her trimmed pussy.

She could see my cock dancing and came near me. She sat near my cock and kissed it. She rubbed her tongue on the part where she pulled my foreskin. I tried to thrust my cock into her mouth. She stopped me and took my cock into her mouth. I laid down with pleasure.

She started sucking it taking it deep into her mouth. Sometimes I couldn’t control myself and I pushed it deep into mouth. She ate the red ball mostly. Crushed it with her teeth while looking into my eyes. I couldn’t control any longer. I held her head over my cock and lifted my body.

She increased her speed. She grabbed my balls and I emptied my load in her mouth and put her head on my cock for a while. She couldn’t let out my sperm and gulped it. She kissed my cock and came back onto me. I kissed her lips strongly and hugged her.

Somehow my cock grew harder instantly. With her sweat running boobs rubbing my body. Her passionate kisses mixed with hot breath and her separated legs resting on my thigh. I could feel her pussy lips on my skin. I held her and made her lie on her back.

I sat on my knees and she readily spread her legs smiling. I placed my cock on her pussy and rubbed it from top to bottom. She closed her eyes and jerked heavily. I slowly pushed my cock inside her pussy and it went half way. I stopped and I started to pull it back.

And suddenly she lifted her body and my cock went deep into her pussy. I felt the soft inner on top of my cock. She let out a loud hiss. I fell on her and tried to push my cock deeper. She wrapped my body with her legs. I fucked her slowly pushing my cock all the way into her with every stroke.

She was swaying on the sofa. I put my body weight on her and moved my hip smoothly. I increased the speed and grabbed her boobs. She was lifting her body to let my cock go deep. All I could hear is her moaning. She started calling me Bava. She cried in pleasure.

She couldn’t control herself anymore and started to pierce my back with her nails. I felt she’s going to cum. I pushed my cock stronger and deeper. “Come on baby,” I whispered in her ear with every stroke. “Yes, Bava,” she moaned and twisted and jerked in my arms.

I couldn’t control myself with her calling me Bava. I too emptied again inside her. I fell on her with sweat running hugely and I kissed her strongly. She hugged me and slept in my arms. To be continued.

Till then happy stroking and happy rubbing. Fire out your responses to [email protected]. Thanks for all the comments. Wishing I would have a session like this one more time with a hungry woman somewhere out there.

Hi friends, mera naam Raj hai aur main Delhi ka rehne waala hu. Meri age 22 years hai.  Main kaafi extrovert hu aur jald hi logo se ghul mil jaata hu. Main apne parents ke saath rehta hu. Main paas ke hi ek college mein padhai karta tha. Wahan mera ek friend tha jiska naam Sharad tha.

Woh Bhopal ka rehne waala tha. Hum dono mein achhi dosti thi. Ek din usne bataya ki woh Bhopal jaa raha hai kisi kaam se 1 week ke liye aur mujhe bola ki main bhi chalu. Maine socha theek hai ghumne ka ghumna ho jayega aur main Bhopal bhi dekh lunga iss bahane.

Hum dono Bhopal pahuche aur jaise hi uske ghar pahuche uski mom ne door khola. Humne aunty ke pair chhhue aur fir usne apne ghar ke baaki sadasyo se milwaya. Uske ghar mein uski mom uske chacha uski chachi aur uske chacha ke bache bhi thi.

Uski chachi ki age lagbhag 42-43 hogi aur woh dikhne mein bhi sundar thi. Halki si chubby thi jisse unki figure achhi dikhti thi. Woh bahut frank aur extrovert thi jisse main unse jaldi ghul mil gaya. Mujhe uski chachi achhi lagne lagi thi. Woh zyaadatar saree pehnti thi aur raat ke time nighty.

Unke boobs bahut bade the. Maine bahut koshish ki ki main kuchh ganda na sochu par woh jab bhi mujhse baat karti main unki awaaz se hi seduce ho jaaata. Fir ek din Sharad aur uske chacha ko kisi kaam se uski mom ke saath Indore jaana padha jo ki Bhopal se 3 ghante ke raaste pe tha.

Maine socha main kyu na iss mauke ka faayda uthaun isliye main ghar pe hi ruk gaya. Subah ke kareeb 9 baj rahe the uski chachi kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi unke bachhe bhi ghar pe nahi the. Unhone mujhe breakfast diya aur fir khud nahane chali gayi.

Unhone apne room ka door halka sa khula chhod diya tha galti se. Maine paas jaake dekh woh bathroom mein naha rahi thi. Par bed pe unki blue colour ki bra aur panty wahi padi thi. Mera mann behek raha tha. Toh main unki panty smell karne laga mujhe bahut achha laga raha tha.

Tabhi shower rukne ki awaaz ayi. Mujhe laga uski chachi jinka naam Shilpa tha woh nahake aane waali hai. Main unki panty wahan chhod kar bahar dining table par aa kar baith gaya. Fir thodi der baad woh mere paas ayi aur boli chalo Raj tumhe Bhopal ghumaake laati hu.

Hum dono unki car mein nikal gaye. Aur hum dono raste mein khoob baatein karte jaa rahe the. Main unke saath bahut flirt kar raha tha aur woh bhi mujhe full line de rahi thi. Mujhe lag raha tha ki main unhe set kar lunga. Maine unse mazak mein kaha aap itni sundar kaise ho woh sharma gayi.

Fir unhone mujhse puchha tumhari girlfriend hai kya. Jispe main bola nahi meri koi girlfriend nahi hai. Uski chachi boli toh bana lo koi. Main bola to Shilpa aunty aap hi ban jao. Woh smile karne lag gayi aur boli tum bahut bade flirt ho. Main toh tumse age mein badi hu aur married bhi.

Main hass ke bola aunty try toh karke dekho. Aunty hass padi aur unhone mazak samajh ke taal diya. Hum ghar pahuche. Mere se ruka nahi gaya maine unse bola toh aunty kya vichar hai meri girlfrirnd banne ka. Aunty boli tum cute ho par apni age toh dekho. Main fir bola aap mauka toh deke dekho aunty.

Main baar baar unki tarif kar raha tha jisse woh bhi garam ho jaye. Fir woh kitchen mein gay. Maine dheere se pichhe se unhe unki kamar se pakad kar dheere unki navel tak apne haatho ko fer raha tha. Woh bhi halki si awaaz mein mujhe bol rahi thi Raj kya kar rahe ho chhodo na.

Main dheere dheere unki back pe apna haath fer raha tha. Unke baalo se khel raha tha aur bol raha tha aunty aap bahut hot ho. Ye sunke woh garam ho chuki thi woh ghumi aur mujhe kiss karne lagi. Hum dono 2-3 minute tak lip kiss karte rahe. Unke saanse garam ho chuki thi.

Woh boli Raj mere bachhe aane wale hai school se. Main ignore kar raha tha unki baat ko maine unki saree puri khol di. Unka blouse aur petticoat bhi utaar diya ye sochke ki unke bachho ke aane se pehle sab kar lu. Woh apni blue bra aur panty mein khadi thi.

Main unke boobs ko dheere se dabane laga ki itne mein ghar ki ghanti baji. Main peeche ho gaya ghabra kar aur unhone jaldi se saree pehni aur darwaza kholne bhaagi. Dekha toh unke bache the school se aye. Mere ko bahut frustration ho rahi thi ki main itne paas pahuch ke kuchh kar nahi paya.

Aunty ne mujhe kaha, “Raj tum room mein jao apne please. Bachhe aa gaye hain.” Aunty ne bachho ko khaana diya aur khud apne room mein sone bhaagi darr ke. Maine dekha bachhe khaana khaake bahar balcony mein baith ke rest kar rahe hain.

Main aunty ke room mein chhupke se gaya aunty ko pichhe se pakda. Aunty ghabra gayi. Woh boli, “Raj bachhe bahar hain.” Main bola, “Aunty hum khidki ke paas karenge. Unke uthne ki awaaz ayegi ya ayenge toh dikh jayega.” Aunty ghabra rahi thi par ye mere liye ek thrill tha.

Maine aunty ko kaha aunty please. Aunty boli tum marwaoge mujhe. Par main kaha sunne waala tha. Unke kapde utaare maine aur unki bra bhi khol di. Maine kaha aunty hum jaldi karenge dont worry. Main unke nipples chuss raha tha. Woh bhi enjoy kar rahi thi  aur full support kar rahi thi.

Unhone mera shorts utaara aur underwear bhi. Maine aunty ko neeche apne lund ke paas kiya aur unko chusne ko kaha. Woh dheere dheere mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Woh bahut pyaar se mera lund chaat rahi thi. 5 minutes baad maine unhe khada kiya.

Fir khud neeche jhuk ke unki panty utaar kar unki chut chaat raha tha ab woh enjoy kar rahi thi. Woh khidki se dhyaan de rahi thi ki koi aa na jaye. Fir maine unhe ulta kiya aur khidki mein unka muh set kiya. Aur peechhe se apna lund unki chut mein daala aur shot maarne laga.

Sach bataun toh unki chut bahut achhi thi garam aur geeli. 5 minutes shot maara maine. Fir unko missionary mein letaya aur fir se unki chut maari. Woh enjoy kar rahi thi. Kareeb 10 minute chudai karne ke baad mera muth unki chut mein hi jhad gaya.

Fir same raat humne anal sex bhi kiya. Uss ek din mein hi maine kareeb 5 baar unko choda. Guys story achhi lagi ho to mail m at [email protected].

Hello All! Rudra here again. I’m so happy with all your feedback for my last story. Those who didn’t read can go and read the first part. As I said I’m here to share another incident how I and Saritha fucked our brains out in my cousin’s wedding.

So coming to the story. After that incident, I used to go to her home daily and we used to fuck each other like mad dogs. The intensity kept on increasing with each session. We tried so many different positions also. It was quite fun fucking her daily. However, my happiness came to halt when her husband returned from the trip.

And I was also busy with the marriage-related work. I didn’t even get a chance to masturbate. That busy I was. Meanwhile, she used to send her pictures of her private parts and tease me like hell.  I was in the mood to fuck her like anything. So I made a plan.

At last the wedding day came. Everyone was busy. My parents, uncle, aunt everyone. On the wedding day, we reached the marriage hall early in the morning. The wedding also started after a while. Then I texted her asking when she will be here. She texted back saying will be there in an hour.

I asked her to wear her best sexy dress ever. She said, “You will die out of my teasing.” And I’m damn desperate to see her. While my eyes are glued on to the entrance of the hall, I saw a car approaching and thinking who it was. Then I saw my principal’s husband getting down.

Then my eyes immediately turned towards the other door. Out of which my sex goddess Saritha came out wearing a lavender color saree. She was wearing it with a deep blouse cut and plain back with two strings. And the saree was below the navel. The blouse was all glittering. It tempted me even more.

She draped her saree in such a way so that all her body shape is visible. Her tight and big ass which is a feast to watch in that saree. Her boobs are waiting to pop out of that blouse with an ample amount of cleavage visible to make any man go crazy.

Then I came into my senses and went near them and welcomed them. I gave a handshake to my Sir. I was about to give it to her also. But she came forward and hugged me. It shocked me. But I was in pleasure as her 34C boobs are getting crushed over my chest.

I held her by keeping my bare hand on her back and pinched without anyone noticing. She asked, “How am I looking?” I just had one word to say “Like a bombshell.” Though it didn’t last long, we separated soon. And then my sir started speaking about my studies and all.

Then we three went and met my parents. They sat in the front row. Saritha is continuously making some stupid sexy signs without anyone noticing. Like she is rolling her tongue over her juicy lips, adjusting her saree near the boobs, showing her navel area and hiding it.

As she said she is really making me go crazy. I already have a huge bulge under my pants which my kurtha is covering. I dunno what to do. I just wanna grab her by the neck, remove her saree, tear her blouse and petticoat and fuck her. But I can’t do that. So I texted her. “How long you will be here?”

S – As long as you want.
Me – What! What about your husband?
S – He’ll leave within half an hour. He has some important work to do.
Me – Yes!

Actually, I screamed it out. Though no one noticed me. Then I texted her,
Me – Then you do as I say.
S – Order me, Master.
Me – Once your husband leaves, you come and meet me in the guest room which is located at the corner of this marriage hall. It is deserted. No one will come there.

(Actually, I was planning for this. So I took keys of that room the day before itself from the management.)
S – Naughty Boy! What you’ve planned!
Me – Just come there, bitch. You’ll know.
S – Ok Master

After a while, I saw my sir speaking with my parents. And later he hurried towards the exit by bidding bye to Saritha. I started flying by then. As everyone was busy in their own work, I silently skipped from there and proceeded towards the guest room.

I went and opened the lock. And saw the room. It was neat and tidy. It contained two chairs, a bed, a television, and an AC. I switched on the AC and sat on the bed. I was about to text her then I heard a knock in the door. I immediately jumped out of the bed and opened the door.

It’s her. The sexy woman in saree standing right in front of the door. I immediately grabbed her inside. And started pounding kisses on her cleavage first. I then started licking her lips. We are into a sensual smooch within a short time. Then I turned her back. And stuck my dick to her ass.

Meanwhile, I was licking her neck, earlobes, and her bare back. She is going mad already and started breathing heavily. Then I started pressing her boobs over her blouse. Then I proceeded to her navel area and started fingering it. We then started kissing each other’s lips in that position.

I kept my hand near her pussy and started pressing it with force. Then I removed her saree and petticoat. She was in her blouse and panty. She was now facing me. I inserted my tongue in her mouth and we’re in a deep smooching. I then started biting her neck.

I then inserted my hands in her panty and started fingering her dripping pussy. She was going crazy and shouting, “Oh Baby! C’mon! OMG! Faster. Faster. It’s so good. Go on.” I started increasing my pace. She held my head very tight and kissing with utmost passion. Then I removed her blouse and bra.

There they are bouncing boobs which are waiting to be eaten. I immediately took one in my mouth and started sucking it. My one hand is pressing her another boob and another hand is in action down there exploring her pussy corners. I was licking and biting her areolas. They’re damn good.

She was screaming that it’s hurting. But I didn’t pay any attention. But continued sucking her both boobs in turns. I inserted my two fingers in her pussy and was finger fucking her vigorously. And she started shouting, And she came all over my hand. I licked everything.

She then removed all my clothes and made me nude in split seconds. And then took me towards the bed. She then pushed me on to the bed with my legs wide open. She knelt down on the floor and started stroking my shaft with her hands. It is already oozing pre-cum. She then slid my foreskin and kissed my tip.

Then she started taking it in slowly. In no time she took it fully inside. I can feel her throat. She increased the speed and playing with my balls. Later she took my balls inside her mouth and started sucking them. It was heaven seriously. I then asked her to hop on to the bed.

Then we went into 69 position. I was lying down. She is sat on my face. I then slowly inserted my tongue inside her. And started licking it. I held her thighs and felt the depth of her pussy with my tongue. I was playing her Clitoris and she is uncontrollable. She left my dick and held her boobs.

She started saying, “Oh Fuck! It feels so good. Yeah! Lick Lick Lick. Faster Faster Faster. Make me your slave. You’re so good at this. Your tongue has some superpower. I will do anything if you want if you will do this forever. Yes, baby! Go on.”

Saying so she has bent again taken my dick and giving me heavy strokes and then took it in. She kept on increasing her speed and keeping her full pressure on my face. Then I came in her mouth with a huge load of cum. She swallowed it fully and made it clean.

Then I asked her to turn and I held her boobs and was to guest fucking her. She is going mad and shouted. “I’m gonna cum.” Then she fully came, I nicely licked all her cum and came on top of her. Then I asked her to lie down and tied her both hands. Then I kept my dick in her mouth and asked her to just lick.

She did that. I then slapped her with my dick. She opened her mouth in shock. But she is enjoying it. I did it again. Then I went little down and slapped my dick on her boobs. Then I slapped them with my hands and started biting them. She was shouting with her top voice.

Then I told her, ” You said you’re my slave. So slave should oblige whatever the master says. So keep quiet.” Saying so I continued biting them. I made so many love bites on her shoulders, boobs, and thighs. Then I rubbed my dick on her pussy and started stroking it hard on her pussy lips.

She was going crazy and moaning. She started begging, “Please keep it inside. I’m dying here. Don’t kill me like this. Please fuck me, make me your whore. Please fuck me.” Then I started inserting my half dick inside her and removed immediately. Then I did it thrice.

She lost her patience and shouted. “You son of a bitch. Put it inside. Now!” Then I lost it and pushed my dick in a single stroke. She raised her hips and shouted with a high pitch. Then I held her neck and started making to and fro motion. Then increased my pace.

I was licking her areolas and ramming her fast. She was like, “Yeah! Fuck me, dear. Fuck me hard. Faster.” Then I said, “You like it, bitch. How’s it?” She said, ” Yes I’m your bitch. You’re killing me already. Just don’t stop fucking me. Keep doing it. Fuck me harder. Harder. Keep doing it.”

She then gave a loud moan and came fully. But I was not done. I turned her and asked her to go on her knees. I then started rubbing my dick near her ass. I then bent over and started licking it. I bit her buttocks and made them red. She has closed her eyes already. She was losing it fully and enjoying my licking.

Then I kept my dick near her asshole. She got shocked and started saying, “No, No, No! Not there. Not there. It will pain like hell. Please leave that.” I said, “You don’t have any right to speak here. I know what to do. Just keep quiet.” I then started inserting my dick in her asshole.

She closed her mouth with her hands. It was very tight. She is shivering while I’m doing it. I then pushed it a little. Half of it went. Then I gave another thrust. She screamed. It was fully inside now. Then I slowly moved it in and out. Eventually, it got lubricated enough and her pain turned into pleasure.

And she started moaning. “You’re so good. Your dick is amazing. C’mon fuck my ass. Make it yours. Fuck it. Fuck it” I then increased my pace and started slapping her buttocks and she is enjoying every act. I then kept my leg on the bed and started ramming her with full speed.

Then I said I’m cumming and realized it fully inside her asshole. Then I removed her hand ties and we both lay over there for 10 minutes. I lifted her and took her to the restroom. I cleaned her and gave a deep kiss. Then I came out of the guest room after dressing. I told her to get ready and text me.

I walked for a while and stopped there. Then after a few minutes, she texted me saying, “I’m done.” I thought of asking her to leave. And I will go and lock the door. We both will enter the marriage hall in different entrances. But I dunno what happened to me. I asked her to wait.

Then I went inside and locked the door. Then I dragged her and kissed her. Then I removed my dress in a second and pushed her to the wall. I lifted her saree until her waist and lifted her. I inserted my dick into her pussy and started fucking her. I was kissing her and looking into her eyes and increased my pace.

She started whispering in my ears, ” Fuck me! Yeah, Fuck me! Fuck me!” She pierced her nails into my back. It was paining but increased my speed and then we both came together. Then I immediately started licking her juices and wiped everything with tissues. Then I got dressed up and told her to let’s go.

She asked me what happened to you suddenly. I told her, ” I just can’t get enough of you,” and kissed her. We left the room and entered the hall. While walking towards the hall, I can see her walking in an abnormal way. It might be paining for her. I told her “Sorry. It might be paining for you.”

She then said, “Don’t be an idiot, it’s the best sex I ever had. You gave me immense pleasure which I can’t describe in words. You’re my darling. I fucking Love you.” Saying so she planted a kiss on my lips. Thank God! No one noticed.

And there are many more incidents like this where we never left a chance to get laid by each other. We utilized every fucking chance and have been enjoying and fulfilling each other sexual desires. So, guys, I hope you enjoyed it. Just forgive my grammatical mistakes.

Make sure all your desires come true. Otherwise, there’s no point of living. And I will be waiting for all your feedback. Thank you in advance. Any unsatisfied women who wanna have the best sex experiences of your life, just ping me or hangout me at [email protected].

I’m ready to serve you. I can be your full-time sexual partner also if you wanna have some fun and spice up your life. All love. No hate. Rudra.

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It was a warm day in May it all started. I and my wife had just moved to a new posh apartment complex in Mumbai, with a swimming pool and gym. I was back home in evening dog tired. My wife Sunita wanted to join some Zumba classes. I had, of course, agreed since it was boring for her with me in office.

So when she started pestering me with new outfits to buy online, I simply said buy whatever. She complained that I don’t pay much attention to her. Now I taunted her back then try elsewhere playfully. She said, “If I do it you will repent!” Then I cajoled her to buy a few outfits feigning interest.

She selected three, one of which had a big cleavage. She said, “If I wear this then maybe you will pay attention.” I said, “Along with me many others too!” and winked at her. She playfully said crooking her eyebrows up, “What if I encourage some of them?”

I said, “I wouldn’t mind if that lets me sleep!” I also asked her to buy some shorts which would keep her comfy. She agreed and added a pair to the cart. The shipment arrived the next week when I was in office. She texted me and said she’s trying out some of them.

I was texting from a boring meeting and asked her to send some snaps. Ranveer, my Haryanvi friend, was sitting beside me. He accidentally saw the selfie sent by Sunita. I realized it too late and she had sent me a sexy pose just pushing out her round juicy ass. He didn’t even try to look away as I sent her a thumbs up.

I smiled at him and said, “A new dress.” He winked and made a thumbs-up sign, which left me confused thinking was it for the dress or for my biwi? Strangely, I was horny too. So I let it play more and Sunita sent me more pics. Now she had changed into those shorts. They were incredibly sexy.

She too got playful by my encouragement and posed raunchily. So then came more pics her ass more obvious and in the second one. She simply cupped her pussy and pouted and pushed out her ass. I went beetroot red. Ranveer bent forward and whispered to me saying, “Aap chutti le lo sirji!”

I looked at him, he smiled and winked. This had made me too horny. I had not spoken about Ranveer to Sunita. She was now exploring her new time pass and I too went back to busy mode. One day Ranveer asked me if he can borrow my bike and I invited him over.

When we reached home, Sunita was just back from her Zumba classes. She was sweaty, her assets visible in that outfit. A faint odor of sweat hung in the air. This kinda turned me on but Sunita said, “Yaar, you could have told me you were bringing company!” Then we all had some juice.

Ranveer was good with women and soon Sunita was comfortable with him. They both seemed to connect easily. Sunita hi-fived and shook his hand while we talked. He said to her that her outfits were good for a workout. She was curious about how he knew this was new.

She soon learned about him having seen her photos. She playfully hit me for showing her snaps to others and said to Ranveer, “But I don’t mind if a handsome guy like you has seen the pics!” As he left they hugged once. I found his hands feeling up her back boldly and held her tummy for a while.

That night after many days I made love to Sunita and she was sopping wet in her pussy. After some days Ranveer returned to give me back my bike. Sunita had her shorts that day. Again they two met like old friends with all the hugs and hand holding. This time her smooth long legs made Ranveer stare at them.

I noticed she too was a bit horny and edgy in her behavior. I groped her ass when we went into the kitchen to fetch some drinks and snack. She was in heat! I tried again this time her pussy juice oozed. I was sure of the source of her horniness. She strangely looked at me and joined Ranveer again.

I too sat with them and said, “Yaar bohot garmi hai,” and tossed away my shirt. Ranveer was unsure what to do. Sunita then asked Ranveer if he minded if she changes and comes back. He said no problem. She surprised me saying, “Aap bhi chaahe to shirt utaar do, it’s really hot.”

Ranveer stripped his t-shirt. I was instantly envious of his chiseled smooth young body. Sunita came back still wearing short but with her shirt with a really deep neck. Her lovely tits pushed a little up made a fantastic cleavage as almost a third of her tits were visible. Worse, those even bounced as she moved.

They both stared at each other’s body for a while. I asked Ranveer to stay for dinner. Sunita was happy and she ordered some Chinese. We continued our drinks and watched some TV while they both stared at each other’s body. Ranveer excused himself to the washroom.

Now I hugged Sunita and felt her boobs.  She smirked and tried to get loose but this only made her boobs more prominent. She said, “Kya hai yeh?” Then we had dinner. When Ranveer was leaving, he hugged her again. This time I saw Sunita rubbed her exposed part of boobs on his chest.

His left hand almost held half her buttock. There was definitely some sparks about them. Again she made me love that night, twice and orgasmed herself. I was in the office the next day. I was thinking about both of them. I had an idea and texted her to send some pics of her.

She asked me if I was showing it to Ranveer. I replied in question, “Do you want me to?”
She replied, “What if I wanted?”
I said, “If you want, I will!”

She said, “Really? Your own wife’s pic?”
I said, “If it makes her happy!”
She didn’t reply for a while and I thought maybe she is angry. But then popped a pic of her in one of her sexy t-shirt and shorts.

Then she asked, “How is it? Is he watching it?”
I said, “No, maybe I will have to take it to him. Or maybe I can make a group of us and we all can see and comment!”
She said, ” OK, make a group now!”

I did so. After that, I asked her to send the pic again. After a while, Ranveer replied, “Bhabhi, looking superb!” The entire day then Sunita kept sending pics followed by Ranveer’s comments. All pics were decent hence no sexual comment came up.

I remembered the raunchy one and uploaded it. Ranveer this time took a while to reply but said, “Wow bhabhi!” This game went on. Sunita didn’t seem to be embarrassed by me sending her pic. She asked him to send his pics too. Ranveer sent some of his office selfies.

Later that evening I was watching the news I heard my phone buzzing. I checked and saw many pics of Ranveer in the gym and semi-nude. Sunita seemed to like all of them and sent her sexy comments, asking for more! This extended more, Sunita sent him a lingerie snap before kissing goodnight.

Even he wished us both a “Happy sleeping together!” I snapped a selfie of us both and sent it. He sent, “More!” The next morning too this continued. Sunita even sent her bathrobe pic, saying just showered. Ranveer said, “Lovely!”
Later that day, Sunita said she was bored. Ranveer asked if we should come over?

I said, “I am busy, buddy!” Sunita sent a pic of her with a pout. I said, “Maybe Ranveer can come. He seems to have no work!” Ranveer asked her, “Is that OK?” Sunita said, “Sure baby, how can I say no to a handsome guy like you!”
Ranveer replied, “Will be there in a moment!”

I saw him feigning some excuse to the boss and he winked at me as he left. It takes half an hour from my office to home. When I didn’t receive any message even after an hour, I pinged, “Guys what’s up?” Sunita sent a reply saying they were driving to Marine drive and will update me.

After a while she sent selfies of her taking a stroll, having coffee hugging Ranveer, etc. I said, “How’s your date, Ranveer?” He replied, “Hot, she is so hot!” That night they came home a bit late. I had dinner by myself. I saw them from the balcony.

She was holding his one hand and he had another around her waist. They even entered home like that. I tried to hug Sunita but also had to hug him. She said to me, “See he is so nice to hug!” She then went to change and he settled on the sofa. I noticed he had a tight hard on in his office pants.

He smiled at me with a knowing smirk. I sat next to him and watched his pants closely. It was twitching! Now Sunita came dressed in her one piece of short lingerie. I suspected she didn’t have any bra. I wondered if she had her panties on? She shooed me away and said, “Aaj Ranveer ne mujhe itna ghumaaya. I like him!”

She sat next to him and hugged him. I saw his cock twitch violently as he felt her free boobs on him. I went to our room and saw both bra and panties of my wife discarded. I was now sure Sunita was nude beneath the lingerie. As I came back I saw Sunita hugging him more tightly.

This time pressing her abdomen on him. His one hand held her one ass cheek! Another hand was rubbing her shoulders and arms. I was super horny watching this. Now Sunita realized I was there and got up from him. His cock seemed to make a spot on his pants and still twitched lewdly in front of Sunita.

Now he stood up and again hugged her. This time pushing his hard cock on her stomach. Again he cupped her ass. I whipped out my phone and started to record their hug and said, “You guys are so romantic!” Sunita let him cop the feels and held his ass cheek too.

I asked him to strip his dress and maybe wear something like her. He left her and I took him to our room and handed him my silky smooth shorts. I moved out letting him strip. Then he came out with his cock making a big lewd sloppy tent, obviously nothing underneath.

He again held Sunita and she too hugged him. They started a slow dance to some sexy music I had put. I sat and recorded their dance as he occasionally caressed, pinched and grabbed her butt. She sometimes let her leg on his legs and rubbed her pussy on his cock.

It was getting late. I stopped recording and said I am going to sleep. He said he needs to go washroom once and I let him. He went in for a while. I heard the flush. He dressed and handed me my shorts back. Sunita went to see him off and he held her butt again.

I asked him to come again tomorrow while he kept blatantly holding my wife’s butt in front of me. He said sure and playfully cupped her ass putting his hand beneath her skirt. Sunita squealed playfully and hit his hand. After he left I and Sunita fucked madly.

I said to her, “he touched your ass!” She said, “Yes!” and had an orgasm. The next day Sunita sent her pic again in the lingerie. This time exposing half her butt playfully. Now Ranveer commented, “I want to grab it!” Sunita said, “I let you yesterday and they are sore now!”

Ranveer said, “Really, which one?” Now Sunita sent her half bent over a pic with one of her ass globes partially exposed! I almost came in my pants. I said, “It doesn’t seem to be sore!” Ranveer said, “I had touched the other one!”
Sunita replied to Ranveer’s comment with a laughing smiley.

Then she sent a close up of her ass, this time her panty line riding up too. Ranveer said, “Need to examine with eyes, photo mein pata nahi chal raha hai!” Sunita sent another bent over pic, this time half exposing both her ass cheeks. Her skirt was held up a bit and she was bending over with a sexy smile.

I saw Ranveer leaving the office again! Soon, I too made way home with some lame excuse to the boss. As I knocked on my door, Sunita opened it immediately while Ranveer sat on the couch. I was half expecting them to be making out or something.

I smiled back at Ranveer and said, “Oh it’s nice you are here too, I can have some help seeing what happened to your bhabhi!” Ranveer said, “Mujhe toh laga mere wajah se hua, kyon bhabhi?” Sunita said, “Dono besharam dekhne pahunch gaye!”

So I locked the door and sat down beside Ranveer and asked Sunita to show. Sunita asked us to wait, went to the kitchen and got us some juice. As we sipped, she walked in front of us and slowly lifted her lingerie from below. Ranveer kept looking.

She now bent a bit to show her ass to us and that got the skirt more upwards. I saw her panty was bunched at her crack. Her right ass globe was almost exposed now. I was super horny since Ranveer, was too watching, my wife’s ass. After an awkward pause, I asked Ranveer, “Did you see anything?”

He said no. I said, “Let’s look closely.” Then I moved forward in my seat and Ranveer too did the same. I put my face near to her ass and said, “I don’t see much.” Ranveer said, “Me too, bhabhi show some more!” Sunita giggled and now shifted herself supporting on the coffee table in front of us.

Bending more and thus taking her skirt a little more upwards. The right cheek of her gorgeous ass was now fully visible and the other a little bit. Ranveer sighed as if excited and said, “Bhabhi does it hurt here?” Then he placed his finger on her ass pushing a bit, more in a doctorly manner.

I was super excited now. I guess Sunita too, having been ogled and touched by two men, her husband, and a sexy hunk. Her pussy seemed to be warm. I said in a shaky voice, “Maybe you should hold her like you did yesterday!” Ranveer said sure and got up and grabbed her nude ass roughly.

His excitement was showing both in his pants and his grip on my wife’s exposed ass. Sunita whimpered and said, “Ouch, dheere se!” I now started to press Ranveer’s hand and asking which place did it hurt. Still, after prolonged fondling, she just said, just almost there.

I said to her in her ear but still audible to Ranveer, that she better take her undies off since she had none yesterday. She looked at him and as he smiled, hooked her thumbs and slid out her panty in one go. I saw a faint line of pussy fluid getting elongated and finally slopping on her panty.

She kept it there and even Ranveer looked at her wet spot. Now I asked her to lift the skirt. She did so and exposed her ass fully and bent further over. Even her puckered hole and her protruding pussy lips, steaming wet, were visible. I asked Ranveer to check now.

He held both her cheeks greedily and softly massaged them. Sunita whimpered again and said, “Ranveer, aise hi karna, wow!” I said, “Ranveer, ek puppy dede usko, tere bhabhi ka dard theek ho jayega!” He directly bent his face and kissed her right cheek with a sloppy wet kiss.

Then he looked at me and kissed her again on the other ass cheek. Sunita now thrust her ass to him, and this made him kiss her crack and ass hole! I saw that he even licked her once there. Now Sunita got up covering her ass and said, “Lagta hai theek ho gaya! Thanks, Ranveer. “ She was such a cock tease.

Finally, I got time to finish one of my most ambitious stories. Part 1 was published a long time ago, and now here is Part 2.

In the last part, Rakesh had made Aashka his bitch by making her lose a sexual challenge with him in exchange for sexual services. But Rakesh hasn’t physically done anything with her yet. Find out how he finishes the story and conquers this little bitch in this episode.

Rakesh wanted Aashka to enjoy him for the first time, so he decided to not fuck her or not to masturbate for a full 2 days. He also took away all the porn she had so that she won’t masturbate.

They spent the next two days in knowing each other, being drunk on the deck, kissing and making out. But whenever Aashka started taking off clothes, Rakesh stopped her and left her craving.

After this happened for two days, Aashka was going crazy for a good session. Rakesh had also decided to fuck her properly that night. He was very excited as he got to fuck a real girl after a long time instead of the prostitutes in cheap brothels.

In the evening, he was standing on the deck with only his shorts on, with his bare chest showing his body and his hair flew in the wind. She was wearing a low-neck, sleeveless, skin-tight white t-shirt and a pair of black jeans shorts. She wasn’t wearing any bra or panties.

Aashka was already turned on by the jeans touching her raw clit. She went on the deck. It was about 6 pm and the sun was setting down far away. The sky was orange. She stood by him. He could see her nipples pointing out of her t-shirt.

He took her in his arms and kissed her. They kissed like there was nothing left to do. He moved his hands towards her sexy legs. He grabbed her with one leg and put his other arm around her waist, while she tied both her arms around his neck. Both were deeply kissing.

Rakesh moved his hand from her thighs to inside her shorts. She reciprocated this action and put her hand around his dick. He started feeling her clit.

Aashka could feel his strong arms satisfying her. She let out a loud moan as soon as he touched the spot. She removed his shorts and saw his big dick. It was already about 7 inches and was still rising in her hand.

Aashka never had a dick larger than 5″ in her life and it was only once and 3 years ago. After looking at her expressions, Rakesh said, “You can manage it. After all, you are young, and all young girls need a big dick”.

Rakesh removed her t-shirt and put his hand on Aashka’s nipples. It stopped rising at about 8″. She thought it was normal for a person in the Army but still too big for a common man.

Rakesh started kissing around her body starting from lips, then cheeks, necks, chest, and boobs. He stopped there and started sucking one while he kept fondling with the other.

Then he rotated her and held her boobs in both his hands while kissing half of her lips from behind. The way she was moaning, he thought that she was never fucked properly by a proper man in her life.

Rakesh’s naked strong dick was jiggling around her back. She removed her shorts quickly, took that big dick in her hands and started rubbing it between her thighs. Rakesh couldn’t see a single strand of hair, meaning Aashka had shaved her pussy for him.

Rakesh said, “No, bitch. Not so easy penetration for you.” She was really scared at the moment. He took her to a pole on the deck, sat her down and tied her hands to the pole so that his dick would come to the height of her mouth. He ordered her to start sucking quickly. She hadn’t given a blowjob to anyone in the last 4 years.

Aashka started sucking it, but her hair managed to fall in between. He held her hair back while pushing his dick deep into her throat that she couldn’t take it. Halfway through it and she screamed, “Stop, stop, I can’t breathe”.

Aashka was almost crying. Rakesh held her up and started ramming his big dick in her pussy without lubricating. She was in pain, but not as much as before.

After a short time, Aashka started enjoying it. Both of them were smiling painfully. He was ruining her pussy forever with his 8″ dick. She was all excited and released a big burst of her juices. He wasn’t done yet but she convinced him not to cum inside. She decided to take that load in her mouth.

Rakesh put his dick in her mouth and ejaculated forcefully. She kept almost all of it inside her mouth and started kissing him. The cum kept dripping from her mouth onto her boobs and he started sucking them.

They both went to the shower after this. After cleaning themselves, he pinned her to the wall under the shower and they started kissing and biting each other.

Both of them got horny and wanted to fuck again. He held her up in his arms and straight away inserted his dick inside her vagina. She screamed in pleasure and started moaning loudly while biting on his ears. He was ramming her tight little pussy with his humongous dick.

Rahul tried to pull out his dick as he was about to ejaculate. She said, “No, I want you inside me”.

Rahul finally came inside her vagina and she came as well. They both went to bed afterward and slept naked with each other. They kept fucking each other every day till they reached back to shore.

Both kept having sex with each other even after the trip, but that story for some other time. In the meantime, check out my other stories by clicking here. I will be coming with more original/self-experiences stuff soon.

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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.

Unfortunately, it is very rare to find such high-quality story-driven content for sex stories. Very professional writers write nonsex stories involving sentiment, emotion, love, and all other feelings. But they wont touch on XX rated stories. Sex stories can be entirely different than explaining just pure intercourse explanation.

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.

Ok time up with intro note. Pooja will explain the story. Read the previous parts before continuing

Part 4 continued.

Vivek confirmed that he is coming back to India for a short 1-week vacation. I was happy about the plan for his arrival. He came back to India as promised. I hugged and cried at the airport seeing after 3 months. Kishore gave us ample privacy by leaving us alone for most of the day.

Vivek enquired about my well being. He was happy that I managed to live without him all these days. he appreciated Kishore taking good care of me. We both were in thirst of sex as we were missing each other for the last 3 months. We indulged in hardcore sex all day in various design and positions.

I enjoyed tremendously my tight pussy eating Vivek’s cock after a long time. Both his cock and my pussy were hungry eating each other. After immediate sex orgasm with my hubby, I thought of Kishore. I realized that my yearning for Kishore has not come down.

I felt the fire of still owning and having him in my bed. It clearly indicated that my feeling towards Kishore was not something temporary because of missing sex. It clearly indicated that my feeling is weaved by a thick fabric of love. I am happy to discover that.

Days and night went with fun-filled sex in with Vivek in my bedroom. Days passed and it was just 2 days left before he would leave back to Dubai after his short vacation. I and Vivek were chit chatting in the living room. All of sudden Kishore rushed home with a crazy and screaming laugh and extreme happiness.

I couldn’t recognize what is going on with him. I never saw him in such happiness ever. I and Vivek puzzled looking at each other wondering why this guy rushed in with such excitement. I calmed him and asked, “Hey what happen to do you? It seems you are so much excited?”

Kishore was too happy and started speaking in gasps. “Yes Anni, I am so happy and I got happy news to share with you all. Can you both guess what it is?” He also started waving a sealed envelope with his face full of happiness. I could not guess what it would be and why he is so happy.

As my curiosity peaked out, I asked him, “Hey I cannot digest this suspense, you please open it.” He excitedly said “Anna and Anni, you know that I am passionate towards acting. I started attending auditions for many films without disclosing it to you. With the intention to reveal after once I am successful.”

“Now I got selected for one of the movies after several rounds of auditions. Now I am offered the hero position for one of the big budget films with the famous director.” I and Vivek looked at each other with shock, surprise and happy. Vivek asked, “Oh my god, did you really get a chance to act in a movie?”

Kishore enjoyed our surprise and continued, “Yes Anna, I got the offer. This is the offer letter with remuneration details.” He extended his hands to Vivek to give the envelope. At the last minute, he pulled it out without giving it to Vivek and said “Sorry Anna, I wont give it to you. Anni deserves to get this first as she stood by me and supported my passion for movies. So I am giving it to her.”

I was very happy with his statement and Vivek was also happy with it. I received the envelope and opened it. Kishore asked me to read it out loud. I read it loud and it was an offer to act in the movie full time. The contract also restricts him acting to other production houses for the next 2 years.

The contract also mentioned about acting the sequel of this movie after the first one. I started to move on to the remuneration section. I was shocked to see the remuneration/package information. It stated that he will be paid for 40 Lacs for the first film.

20 Lac will be paid as advance and remaining 20 Lac will be after movie releases. The offer mentioned the salary for the sequel part will be decided based on the market. Vivek and I were stunned with the contract details. We couldn’t believe that he had grabbed such a lucrative offer.

Vivek’s face was full of happiness and we congratulated him wholeheartedly. Vivek hugged Kishore and appreciated him for his success. Kishore took another envelope from his pocket and extended it to me. I took it and without further waiting, he fell on my feet asking me to bless him.

I touched his shoulder and pulled him up and said “Kishore, my blessing will be always there for you da. No formalities, da.” Vivek was totally stunned with Kishore’s respect for me. I asked Kishore. “What is this envelop da?” Kishore said, “Anni open and see it.”

I opened it and pulled it out and it was a demand draft for 20 Lac. I was very happy to see it. I gave it to Vivek and Vivek saw the draft happily. Kishore was extremely happy to share this news with us. He said “Anni, my shooting starts in 3 weeks. Most of the film will be shot in Chennai and few parts will be shot in Singapore.”

I and Vivek were in cloud 9. Kishore left home for dance practice class. Vivek and I were happy discussing Kishore’s movie offer. At one point Vivek felt very guilty and said, “Pooja, you are the only person who really appreciated and understood his talent and stood by him.”

“If you have not intervened I would have crushed his dreams violently. I made a serious mistake of not recognizing his passion and talent. When he mentioned that he wanted to give the draft and offer letter to you to take your blessing, he was right and you deserve it.”

I calmed Vivek. “No Vivek, you took the right decision at that time. Please don’t unnecessarily feel about it. Kishore has great respect for you. He clearly knows that your decision is for his best interest. So never feel that he will consider you bad. He said everything in a funny note. But his respect for you is always high.”

More than me, Vivek was happy with the movie offers. Vivek started dreaming of being a brother of a mass hero. He started imagining and discussing giving interviews as the brother of the hero and talking in film promotions, etc. It was so funny and interesting to see Vivek’s dream of being the brother of a hero.

A couple of days passed. The day came where Vivek had to leave Chennai and go back to Dubai for his work. He asked me to take care of Kishore and give him all the good food to keep him fit. Also to provide him money for all his needs. I said with a smile that I will take care of all such things.

Again we went to the airport to leave Vivek and we got back home. I felt happy for Kishore’s movie. But I felt bad that he is slowly going away from me. Now he is a hero, all these days nothing had happened. If I try anything now, he may think that I am trying to get closer to him because he is going to become a hero.

So I controlled my emotions. I just started to focus on supporting him to be successful in his movie career. I decided to put my thought about sex with him away. I didn’t want to create any emotional disturbance with him.

Ok readers this is Varun. I’m a bit confused and hesitant here thinking how readers will take a slow-moving story with too many pages. I cannot rush it at a fast pace to show quick sex without explaining the detail. If I don’t see my way of writing interests people read, I will not waste my time and your time to write long parts.

Please provide your genuine feedback about this story to [email protected]. Pooja is also willing to hear the feedback at her [email protected]. In the meantime, you can read my other stories on ISS.