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Hello friends, main aapka dost Rahul apni trip ki kahani leke wapas aaya hoon. Ab hum charo jan sightseeing karne nikal gaye. Pure trip ke doraan bhabhi mere sath hi rehti aur sirf mere se baat karti. Aur aise behave kar rahi thi ki main unka boyfriend hoon.

Kabhi mere kamar par hath rakh deti to kabhi mera hath apni kamar par. Unke mulayam waist se hath hatane ka dil bhi nahi karta tha. Par Ankita ko dekh ke hatana padta tha. In sab mein ek baat strange yeh thi ki ye sab dekhne ke bawajud bhaiya ko jaise kuch farak hi nahi pad raha tha.

Jaise ki woh yehi chahte hoon. Par Ankita ko shak hone laga tha aur woh mujhe gusse se dekhti thi.

Ankita-“ Rahul tum ye sab thik nahi kar rahe. Bhabhi se thoda dur raho.”

Me- “Kya thik nahi kar raha, bhabhi hai woh meri. Tum itna galat soch bhi kaise sakti ho.”

Ankita-“Mujhe sab pata chal raha hai. Waise bhi tum itne hot ho tumhe to koi bhi ladki mil jayegi. Apni bhabhi pe kyun line mar rahe ho?”

Yeh bol ke woh chali gayi. Mujhe par uss ki baton se koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Mere andar ka shaitan jag chuka tha aur main jald se jald apni bhabhi ko chodna chahta tha. Hum log ghumke dupahar ko ek restaurant mein lunch karne chale gaye.

Lunch ke bad bhaiya bill pay karne gaye the aur Ankita washroom. Aur yaha table mein bhabhi aur mein akele the.

Bhabhi-“Rahul tumhe pata hai Ankita ka ek boyfriend tha jisse kuch din pehle hi uska breakup huwa hai? Maine un dono ko ek baar chhat pe kiss karte hue pakada tha.”
Me-“ Kya woh bhi yeh sab karne lagi hai?”

Bhabhi-“Isme bura kya hai? Woh bhi ab badi ho chuki maan to machlega hi na. Baaki uski umar mein to maine kai saare fantasy puri kar chuki thi.” aur smile kar ke wink kar diya.

Me-“Haan lagta hai sirf main hi bach gaya hoon abhi tak.”

Bhabhi-“Aree dil chota mat karo na Rahul, waise tumhari koi fantasy hai.”

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha kya bolu so maine nahi bhabhi meri koi fantasy nahi hai bol diya. Bhabhi mere haatho pe apna hath ferte hue, “Koi baat nahi. Tum meri fantasy puri kardena aur tumhe main sikha bhi dungi.” Itne mein Ankita aa gayi aur mujhe aur bhabhi ko ghurne lagi.

Bhabhi-“Ankita tumne Rahul ko Virat ke baare mein nahi bataya/ Kaise woh tumhe tution padhane ghar aata tha aur usne tumhari kitni help kari.”

Virat mera bachpan ka dost tha aur hamare moholle mein hi rehta tha. Yeh sun ke main aur Ankita dono ke hosh udd gaye. Meri behen mere dost ke sath affair kar rahi thi. Uske bad Ankita ne kuch nahi bola aur chup chap baith gayi. Hum sham ko thak ke wapas resort chale gaye.

Fir sab apne room mein rest karne chale gaye. Ankita ab mere se pyaar se baat karne lagi thi. Hum dono ek dusre ko naam se hi bulate the.
Ankita-“Rahul I am sorry main behek gayi thi. Aur use kiss kardia,par dubara aisa nahi hoga.”

Usne mujhe sach bata diya. Kyunki use pata tha ki mujhe sachai kahi na kahi se pata chal hi jayega. Par use dantne se koi faida nahi tha. Mujhe bhabhi ki baat yaad aagayi.

Me-“Koi baat nahi hota hai sab. Waise sirf kiss hi kiya hai ya kuch aur bhi?” smile karke. Woh bhi ab normal behave karne lagi aur bola, “Nahi sirf kiss hi kiya hai. Aur kuch to usme karne ki himmat bhi nahi thi. Tum apna batao na tumne kar liya ya abhi tak, hehehe.”

Me-“Nahi maine bhi abhi tak kuch nahi kiya hai.”

Ankita-“Acha toh pehla number bhabhi ka hi lagane wale hai.”

Smile dete hue woh nahane bathroom mein chali gayi. Main ab khush hogaya ki Ankita ko bhi koi problem nahi thi aur woh bhi frank thi is bare mein. Ankita bathroom ke andar se awaz lagayi, “Rahul mera towel dona main bhul gayi.” Main towel dene gaya.

Usne door unlock kiya aur side ke mirror se jab maine dekha Ankita puri nangi thi. Main first time kisi ladki ko nude dekh raha tha woh bhi meri apni behen ko. Fir usne door wapas lock kar diya aur shorts aur t-shirt pehen ke bahar aa gayi. Hum dono ab fresh hoke bahar dinner karne chale gaye.

Bhabhi ne dinner ke sath wine ka bhi order kar diya aur mujhe aur Ankita ko bhi pina pada. Fir bhabhi ne bola chalo Rahul swimming karte hai. Bhaiya ko swimming nahi aati thi to woh bar pe hi baith gaye. Hum teeno swimming karne pool mein chale gaye.

Bhabhi swimming costume mein gajab lag rahi thi. Unki sexy thighs dekh ke man karta tha ki waha pe daant katdu. Main aur bhabhi swimming karte kaafi karib aa gaye the. Shayad wine kaa nasha tha aur bhabhi bhi mujhse kuch jyada hi chipak rahi thi. Maine bhabhi ko kamar mein pakad ke unhe kiss kar diya.

3-4 second tak kiss karne ke bad bhabhi mujhse alag ho gayi. Woh bina kuch bole pool se bahar nikal gayi. Mujhe bura lag raha tha ki maine galat to nahi kar diya. Itne main Ankita mere paas aake boli –“ Are bhondu kiss ese thodi karte hai,” aur bolke dhire se mere lips pe kiss karne lagi.

Mere hontho ko chusne lagi aur apne hath mere gardan pe rakh diye. Mujhe maza aa raha tha sayad use bhi wine chadh chuki thi. Fir kuch der kiss karne ke bad woh alag ho gayi aur bahar chali gayi. Fir main bhi bahar aa gaya aur dekha bhabhi room pe ja chuki thi aur bhaiya wahi pe bar mein the.

Tabhi mere mobile mein bhabhi ka message aaya, “Come to my room.”

Main bohut excited ho gaya tha aur jaldi se unke room ki taraf gaya aur knock kiya.
Bhabhi-“Door khula hi hai andar aa jao.”

Bhabhi apne subah ki red lingerie pehene hue bed pe leti hui thi. Main fir door lock kar ke andar gaya aur bhabhi ke paas bed mein jane laga. Bhabhi ne mujhe apne upar aane ka ishara diya. Jab main unke face ka paas aa gaya, toh unhone mujhe ek chanta mar diya.

Fir mujhe bed pe niche leta diya aur mere ek drawer se handcuffs nikal ke mere hath aur pair bed pe bandh diya. Mujhe kuch bolne se mana kar diya. Mere muh pe bhi rumal bandh diya aur mere saare kapde khol diye. Main bohut vulnerable mehsus kar raha tha.

Mujhe nahi pata tha ki bhabhi kya karne wali hai. Bhabhi ab mere aage sexy dance karte hue aapne gaand ko hila rahi thi aur dhire se apni panty strip kar ke mere face pe fek diya. Fir mere upar chadh ke apni panty mere naak aur face mein ragadne lagi. Aur mere ko jor se chaante bhi marne lagi.

Bhabhi-“Sale tune mujhe randi samajh rakha hai jo mujhe sab ke samne kiss kar diya? Le chat mere panty, sale.”

Mera muh khol ke unhone ab apni panty mere muh kk andar ghusa di. Aur woh ab apni chut mein jor jor se ungli karne lag gayi thi. Aur ek hath se mere lund ko hila rahi thi.

Bhabhi-“Madarchod tera lund kitna bada hai, itna to mere boyfriend ka bhi nahi tha. Mujhe pehle pata hota to tujhe kab ka apna kutta bana chuki hoti.” Bhabhi ke muh se itni gaandi baat sun ke main aur garam hone laga aur mera lund pura tight ho chuka tha.

Bhabhi-“ Kyun chodna hai apni bahbhi ko? apni sexy randi bhabhi chodega?”

Unki chute ekdum gili ho chuki thi. Unhone apna gili angulia mere muh pe dal diya aur apna maal chusane lagi. “Chus sale mera maal, bohut dino se nahi chudi hoon, aaj apni puri pyaas bujhaungi.” Yeh bolke woh niche mere lund ko chusne lagi aur use bhi gila kar diya apne chut mein lene se pehle.

Dosto main jannat mein tha. Jaise hi bhabhi ki hoont mere lund pe pade pure sarir mein ek current sa doudne laga. Mujhe aisa ehsaas kabhi nahi hua tha. Kafi soft aur garam mehsus ho raha tha. Unhone pura thuk se mera lund bhar diya aur chip chip ho gaya tha. Fir woh ruki nahi aur chusti gayi.

Kuch der bad woh uthi aur mere lund ko apne hath mein pakad kar apne chut mein ragadne lagi. Unki chut bilkul pink colour kit hi aur puri clean shave kari hui thi. Ab mujhe aur sehen nahi ho raha tha aur maine apni hips ko uthake bhabhi ki chut mein aapna lund dalne laga.

Bhabhi samajh gayi ki ab mere se control nahi hoga. Woh apne dono pair mere body kea gal bagaal rakh ke mere upar chadh gayi. Aur mera lund apni chut mein dal kar upar niche karne lagi. Omg mujhe bohut maza aane laga tha.

Bhabhi-“Sale madarchood chodh apni randi bhabhi ko, bujha mere pyaas, kab se tera lund lene ko beetab thi bhadwe. Chod meri chut ko bhosda bana de aaj iska, madharchod, behenchod sale bhabhicod.”

Aur mujhe fir se 2-3 jhapad mar diye aur mere upaar jor jor se uchalne lagi. Mere muh pe abhi bhi unki panty thi isiliye main kuch bol nahi pa raha tha. Bhabhi ab apni aankh band karke sirf mujhe ride kar rahi thi aur gandi gandi gaaliyan de rahi thi.

Bhabhi-“Sala itna maza to mere boyfriend ko bhi chodne main nahi aata jitna tujhe chodne mein aa raha hai. Sale kitna bada lund hai tera. Mar gayi main, chod sale sari pyaas bujhe meri. Tera bhaiya namard to chodh nahi paata. Ab tujhe meri pyaas bujhani padegi.”

Bhabhi ab apna bra kholdiya. Mere muh se panty bhi nikal diya aur apne ek boobs ko mere muh pe dalne lagi. Main ab jor jor se unke nipples chusne laga. Unka nipples pura hard aur brown colour ke the. Chuste chuste main unke nipples mein daant kat diye.  Isse bhabhi ko pain hua aur woh chillane lagi.

Me-“Kyun maza aaya Sali Riya randi. Ek baar mere hath pair to khol uske baat batata hoon tujhe. Sali gali ke har ladko se chudhwaunga tujhe, apni rakhail bana ke sab ke samne chodunga saali.” Yeh sun ke bhabhi mujhe aur chante marne lagi.

Bahbhi-“Sale tu mera kutta hai, badtameezi karega to teri gand mardungi.”

Maine Bahbhi se bola mera chutne wala hai. Phir woh mere upar se haati aur apna muh se mera lund wapas chusne laagi. Thodi der chusne ke bad mera jhad gaya aur bhabhi ne pura maal nigaal liya. Bhabhi sach mein bohut badi chinaal thi.

Mujhe yakin nahi aa raha tha itni sundar aurat bhi apne muh se itni gandi baate bol aur kar sakti hai.
Bhabhi-“Kyu maaja aaya? Kaisa laga apni virginity gawa ke?”
Me-“Bohut maza aaya, mujhe yekin nahi hota ki aap aise baat karogi.”

Bhabhi-“Hahaha abhi tune dekha hi kya hai? Yeh to suruwat hai, apni bhabhi ko wapas chodna chahta hai nahi?”
Me-“Bilkul chahta hoon, iss chut ko to ab main roz chodunga.”
Bhabhi-“ Fir tujhe mera kutta ban na padega, main jo bolungi woh sab karna padega, bol manjoor hai? Banoge mera pet?”

Yeh bolke mujhe kiss karne lagi.unke muh se aabi bhi mere cum ki smell aur taste aa raha tha.

Me-“Haan Bhabhi banunga aapka kutta, aap jo bolegi woh karunga.”

Bhabhi-“Thik hai fir to ab asli maza aayega.”

Aur yeh bolke unhone mere handcuffs khol diye aur mujhe kapde pehen ke wapas jane ko bola. Main bhi bohut thak chuka tha aur apne room chala gaya aur door knock kiya. Ankita ne darwaza khola par maine jo dekhe use mera lund wapas khada hone laga.

Woh sirf white color ki bra aur blue panty pehne khadi thi aur uske baal khule uske boobs ke upar aa rahe the. Ab aage ki desi kahani next part mein. Agar apko story pasand aaye jarur mail kare. Bye.

Hello all, myself Niranjan with my second story. Thanks for the good feedback on my previous story of ‘Seducing A Neighbor Milf’. About myself, I’m Niranjan (aka Niru) from Bangalore, 22 years old, with a 5’11 tall stature. I have an ok build but athletic, quite good looking and cute.

Let’s start off. One fine morning my eyes started to hurt whenever I used to blink. It was red and swollen a little. So my mom insisted me to go to the nearby hospital for a check-up. I got ready wore my sunglasses (so that no one gets affected) and reached the hospital.

I entered the hospital and was going towards the desk. I noticed that a lady was staring at me. But she did not notice that I was observing her as I wore goggles. I told her I had an appointment at 11:00. She was asking me for my details and feeding it into the computer.

Let me introduce her. She is Smitha, 29 years of age, always in saree at work, Wheatish in color, cute with a nice ass, thighs, and waist. She was unmarried and used to live with her parents. I visited about 4-5 times mostly around 11:00 AM so that I can see her whenever I visited.

She used to welcome me with a nice smile on her face as she does it with everyone. For the third visit, she did not take any money from me for the consultation. This time I felt really weird because they used to suck all our money. But why are they not taking for this?

A few weeks later I had to go for my last check-up. But she was not there at the desk. I was sad and heartbroken. I was done with my check-up. But still sad that I could not see her for one last time. After a few days of that, I got a call from the hospital.

I picked it up and it was her on the phone to take my feedback. She asked about the price and the staff over there. And about how her service was. I said, “10-on-10.” Later that night I got WhatsApp message from an unknown number with a “Hi” and it was her.

I looked at her DP and it was her face in close up with no make-up. OMG! She was cuter even without makeup. It started with some basic introduction to ourselves. We went to sharing good morning, lunch dinner messages. I started sending some memes that I had made.

She loved it and used to send a dozen of LOL emojis. She sent some double meaning jokes and memes. Then asked me about my personal life like my ex, crush, and family. I knew where this was going. Sometimes I had to explain some complicated double meaning memes that I used to send her.

I had to send her porn GIF’s to make her understand. She asked me about my virginity, watching porn and favorite position and stuff like that. I came to know that she was a virgin. I was going crazy when I got to know that she was a virgin. She wanted to lose her virginity after reading some stories on ISS.

We both planned to make the big move. We fixed a date where she can come over to my place after her work. The hospital was close by to my home and she can have a sleepover. My parents were going out to a wedding in Pondicherry for 2 nights.

At 7:00 PM she came to my place without me telling her the address. But she had taken it from the hospital PC. She rang the bell and I opened the door telling her, “Hi Smita Akka, come inside,” so that my neighbors don’t get any doubt. Then I locked the door.

She asked if she can freshen up. I showed I the bathroom and asked her not to change her saree as I always wanted to strip a woman of her saree. She washed her face and came out. She sat beside me and it was getting more awkward than I anticipated.

I told her to let’s start and she pounced on me without a second thought. I pushed her back.
Me: Wait, hold on
Smitha: Why?
Me: 2 minutes
Smitha: Ok.

I turned on music on my speakers so that no one gets a hint of what we are doing. I went to her and lifted her as she was only 60-65 kg. I got her to my room and threw her on the bed. I removed all my clothes except my undies. She was about to remove her saree.

I said, “Hold on, I’ll do that,” and she winked. She said, “Rasika (naughty boy)” I removed her pallu and started removing that thing near her waist. She used to feel tickled whenever I used to touch her waist. I continued to tickle her for a few times.

I removed her saree completely. I went near her blouse and petticoat and removed them in no time. I started fondling with her boobs over her yellow bra. I removed it and started licking and biting her nipples. She was moaning softly. I lifted her and made her sit on my lap.

I started kissing her while my hands were surveying her soft boobs. I made her sleep and went near her pink panties. It was all wet with her fluids. I pulled down her panties and it was a great sight to watch her hairy pussy. I split open her pussy lips to confirm her virginity. She was a true virgin.

I could not resist it anymore. I licked and sucked her pussy to make her wet and make her moan. She took out a condom from her bag and rolled it over my 6-inch penis. She started giving me a blowjob and to have a taste of the chocolate over the condom she had put.

I pulled her to the corner of the bed. I made her sleep in a missionary position and teased her pussy with my tool. I noticed her sweating and getting nervous. So I kissed her to keep her calm. I started to slide in and it was really tight. I used to kiss and smooch her to reduce her anxiety.

After 3-4 minutes of this, I pushed it with a good amount of force to tear her hymen. She screamed and a few drops of tears rolled down her cheeks. Thanks to the EDM that was playing in the background to make sure no one gets to know about it.

I kept it in that position for a minute or so. Then started the movement slowly. But there was hardly any trace of blood. She was breathing heavily and moaning pretty loudly. This continued for a few minutes and then I lifted her. I placed her against the wall and banged her with some speed and force.

She was looking like she would pass out at any moment. I made her kneel down on the floor with her upper body on the bed. I humped her like a dog while matching the bang with the beat of the music. I was about to cum. She told me to do it inside her mouth and I did so.

She spilled a little and drank most of it and told it was pretty good. We ordered a cake and put it all over each other’s body. We were licking it like dogs, exploring every inch of each other’s body including the ass, nose, and legs. It was an amazing experience. We had a hot shower and slept naked on the bed.

When I got up she was lying on the tummy and I was aroused. In no time I spread her legs, licked her pussy and humped her from the back. It was a night well spent. She said she is not going to work. She had some cramps after last night’s actions. She stayed back at my place.

I massaged her with some hot oil and she was asleep the entire day. The next day was a Sunday and she did not have any duty that day. But Sunday was a sex marathon. We had sex 5 times that day in some crazy positions and weird fashion in the kitchen, in the toilet.

She insisted on making a video of us. I made an amazing video and transferred it to my laptop and watched it. Looking at it both of us were horny and I fucked her again but in the ass this time.

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Ok, guys let’s get back into reality
1) It is a fictional story. I hope it comes to true if one of the readers wishes to do so.
2) I’m still a virgin and ready to give it up.

Girls and aunties, please make up your mind to fulfill my hunger for sex.

So girls and aunties from Bangalore or other cities I’m a totally genuine person. I am not here to spoil anyone’s name or my name or character. Your name and identity are safe with me. If you don’t feel I’m a genuine person block me instantly. You can contact me through hangouts.

If you want to have one night stand or regularly meet up or on the phone, feel free to contact me. I want to lose my virginity and want to feel how it actually feels while having sex.

Don’t hesitate to send me your feedback.

Hey all, it is me Sonu Raj back with next real Indian sex story. For all who don’t know me, please have a look at my previous story (link given above).

After losing my virginity, I and my married relative Nikitha (Nikki) had sex for 2 more times where I grew experience in screwing pussies. Meanwhile, I had a friend Neha near my old house. We were in contact for some years (with no bad intentions). Later, I moved on and last year on my FB, she sent a friend request and we shared our numbers.

On her birthday, I wished her and it seemed she was sad and not responding properly. I just tried to ask her about it by calling up and she started crying. Somehow, I consoled her at that time and asked her to meet in person to discuss the problem.

A few days later, we met in CCD (Coffee day). Neha said that her husband was not treating her well. I thought it was some family issue and asked her what exactly was the problem. She said that her husband drinks daily and had fights with her unnecessarily.

By the way, Neha had married to a decent and rich family. I asked about several issues causing the problem but finally figured out it could be an issue in the bed. I tried asking if everything was ok on the bed. She told me that because of the fights, she was not interested in sex anymore and they had sex only occasionally.

I suggestedNeha to watch some porn together and have some different experiences like role-playing, oral sex, etc so that their minds may change a bit and they would feel more interested in sex. She agreed and was also asking for some suggestions over the phone.

Later, we didn’t speak much for several months and one day, she messaged me and thanked a lot. With a bit of confusion, I asked whether her husband stopped drinking and stopped fighting with her? She said he still drinks but there was no fight. She also said that she now cares only about sex!

“Frustrations are common and the only way to release it is by having sex”, Neha said on the phone. I was a bit surprised and happy that she was cool with her husband and all was well. But, she also said, “Hey, let’s meet to check if YOU have got any frustrations”.

This made me nervous. I thought it was a joke and I casually said okay and hung up. Neha shared her house address and time to meet.

My thoughts had already about getting inside her panties! I asked like a safety check and Neha said that her hubby was not in town. She also asked me to get condoms.

The day arrived and I was waiting in front of her door with a mind full of thoughts about fucking her.

The door got opened and saw the beauty in a skirt and a tank top. Her boobs were popping out of her top and her legs were nicely shaped. Neha had a 36-26-36 figure and 5’10” height. Our eyes exchanged naughty looks. I could see her desire to get fucked tonight which drove me crazy.

I, trying to be decent in her big house, entered and sat in the hall next to her. She gave some drinks and we were speaking about her sex experience with her husband.

Neha shared some details and said, “Fucking is a common thing now. I would like to explore more and thought you were the right guy to ask for in real!”. This was a direct statement asking me to fuck her in her home!

Neha’s sharp eyes were killing me. I said, “Then, I would love to show you heaven” and immediately kissed her aggressively for 10 seconds. Then I got back to reality and started to take it slowly by kissing the sexy married lady’s upper and lower lips slowly.

While kissing, I was touched her neck, hair, and head. Slowly, I opened Neha’s mouth and tasted her tongue. She was already in the mood, she held my hair and started to bite my lips.

We broke the longest kiss after our lips were creamed with saliva. Next, I took her neck into action and started kissing throughout her smooth neck. Neha moaned when I kissed her neck and area behind her ears. It aroused me more, I removed her top.

Slowly, I moved my both hands on Neha’s boobs. Her boobs were welcoming me and my tongue directly came in contact with her tits. I was sucking both her tits and she was bumping her ass against the sofa.

Then she took me to her bedroom and laid me down. But I came over on her and took tits first. Her tits were hard and were like candies. I kept sucking them. Neha couldn’t control and quickly removed my clothes.

She saw me naked and hugged tightly and slowly whispered, “You are my man tonight. I am going to Australia with my husband and won’t return. Give me a fuck to remember!”.

Listening to this, I quickly undressed her and went down to taste her pussy. I tongue-fucked her deep and it was her first time being fucked there with a tongue.

Neha went crazy and dancing on the bed. Her pussy was so wet and I made it much more with my saliva. Later, I bumped on her face and put my dick into her mouth. Neha gave me one of the best blowjobs ever.

She then begged to me saying, “Fuck me please now”.

I started teasing her by rolling my tongue all over her body. My hands doing some business on her hips. This Indian wife’s navel was so cute and I was banging her ass from behind. I couldn’t control much looking at that sexy ass. I took the condom and pushed her into missionary position and slowly started to move into her wet pussy.

Initially, Neha was holding the pillows tightly. Later, she held onto my hips and asked me to go deep and hard.

I started banging her and she was screaming at her best. As no one could hear out, I fucked her hard fearlessly. Then I took her into doggy and screwed from behind. I cummed after 15 minutes of hard fucking and saw her exhausted too. Once again, she thanked me.

After some days, she left India.

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For everyone out there, hope lovemaking releases your frustrations too.

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Happy fucking!

Enaku appozhuthu siriya vayathu, naan athu naal varai nirvaanamaaga entha pennaiyum paarthathe illai, muthal muraiyaaga sexiyaaga thaiyaiyum pinbu ilamaiyaana oru pathumaiyin mulaiyaiyum serthu paarthom.

Enathu nanban ennai vida vayathil periyavan, avan thaan enai naan nirvaanamaaga pengal kulipathai paarthen, neeiyum enudan vaa unakum kanbikiren endru solli irunthaan.

Enaku siru vayathu enbathal ennal kaama unarchigalai katu padutha mudiya villai, en sunni naan en nanban velaiyaana mulaigalai paarthu irukiren endru sollum pozhuthe sunni virithu irunthathu.

En mana nilai pathatramaaga irunthathu, naangal ozhinthu irupathai avargal paarthu vital ena vaagum endru. En nanban veetil oru kudumbam kudi irunthaargal avargal veetil oru ilamaiyaaga pen irunthaal.

Aval peyar amutha parka ilamaiyaaga sexyaaga irupaal, enaku siru vayathu enbathaal naan avargal mulaiyai parka bayap paduven. Enaku bayamaaga irukum avargalin mulaiyai parka, siru vayathil ellam pengal mulaigal endraal miga pidikum.

Avargalin mulai sexyaaga irukum, athil vaai vaithu sappi kudithaal paal varumaa endru santhegamaaga irukum.

Innum sola ponal enaku antha vayathil therinthathu ena vendraal thaali katinaale kuzhanthai petru viduvaargal enbathu thaan. Namathu sunniyai pengal kuthiyil vittu ooka vendrum endru theriyaathu, aanal paachil paal varum endru matum theriyum. Enaku pengal meethu irukum aarvam athigamaaga irunthathu.

En nanban oru naal avan veetu motai maadiku azhaithu sendraan, appozhuthu angu keezhe irukum kuliyal araiyil mel kuurai irukaathu. Athu veta veliyaaga irukum athanaal mel irunthu paarthaal sexiyaaga avargal kulipathu anaithum therinthu vidum.

Nanbargaludan marainthu irunthu kulipathai paarkum sugam irukirathe athai vaarthaigalaal sola mudiyaathu.

En manathil innum antha ennangal maraiyaamal irukindranar, en nanban naan ingu irunthu thaan thinamum ozhinthu irunthu paarkiren endru sonnan.

Naan paarthen, oru naal muzhuvathum yaaravathu vanthu kulipaargal endru kaathu kondu irunthom. Appozhuthu kaalaiyil irunthu yaarum varave illai, aanalum nangal sornthu poi vida villai paarthu konde irunthom.

Amutha appozhuthu thaan etho oru thirumanathirku sendru veetu thirumbi irunthaal, aval kandipaaga aadai matra kuliyal araiku thaan vanthaaga vendrum endru engaluku theriyum. Sariyaaga mani 5.30 aagi irunthathu athu mazhai kaalam enbathaal velicham kuraivaaga irunthathu.

Naangal meele irupathu anarnthu paarthaalum sariyaaga parka mudiyaathu.

Oru murungai maram mel motai maadi varai valarnthu irukum, athil ozhinthu kondu paarthom. Naanum en nanbanum engalin sunniyai maatri maatri sappi koluvom.

Enaku en nanban sunniyai sappa miga pidikum athu matum ilamal naangal engalin suuthil kuda naakai vaithu naki suvaipom. Ulasamaaga irukum amutha amaithiyaaga vaithu kuliyal arai kathavai sathinaal.

Aval kalaipaaga vanthu irunthathaal meele parka thondra villai, ithu naal varai en nanban niraiya murai avalai nirvaanamaga paarthu irukiraan. Aanal aval oru murai kuda anarnthu paarthathe illai, athanaal enaku miga thariyamaaga irunthathu.

Aval kuliyal araikul varum pozhuthe en sunniyai naan veliyil eduthu irunthen, nanbanum sunniyai veliyil eduthu irunthaan.

Naangal sunniyai kaiyil piditha padiye kuliyal araiyai paarthu kondu irunthom. Amutha pudavai aninthu irunthaal, aval pudavaiyai kayatinaal appozhuthu iru mulaigalum kuuraga nindru kondu irunthathu.

Enal kaama sugathai thaangi kolave mudiya villai, aval velaiyaaga irunthaal parka oliyaaga irunthaalum iruka vendiya mudiya paagangal ellam perithaagave irunthathu.

Aval pudavaiyai kayatinaal ippozhuthu avalin paavadai matrum jakit matum irunthathu. Aval aninthu irukum jakit miga irukamaaga irunthathu athil iru mulai kaambugalum sexiyaaga irunthathu.

Aval jakit koliyai kayata aarambithaal, en vaaiyil echi uuriyathu avalin mulai kaambai paarkum pozhuthu. Aval jakit kokiyai kayatinaal appozhuthu ulle velai nira bra aninthu irunthaal.

Aanal avalaal jakitai sikiramaaga kayata mudiya villai, athu miga irukamaanathaaga irunthathu athai porumaiyaaga aval kayata aarambithaal.

Naangal ulasamaaga mele irunthu ivalin mulaiyai paarthu rasithu kondu irunthom. Aval niriya nimisham jakitai kayatinaal aval kuninthu kondu kayatinaal athanaal avalin muthugu matum sexyaaga therinthathu pinbu jakitai kayatinya udan naangal engalin kangalai muzhuvathum thirinthu kondu paarthom.

Avalin velai nira bravil mulai miga sexyaagavum kuuragavum irunthathu, ammuvirku vayathu 18 thaan aagi irunthathu avalin mulai kaamamaaga viraithu irunthathu.

Aval mulaiyil kai vaithu azhuthi paarthaal, en sunniyil appozhuthu thaan kanju varuvathu pondu sugam eer patathu. Naan siriyavan thaan aanal kai adika appozhuthu katru kondu irunthen.

Naanum en nanbanum engalin sunniyai maatri maatri pudithu kondu adithu konde ammu mulaiyai paarthu kondu irunthom. Avalin bra kokiyai kayata aarambithaal, appozhuthu ellam bravil koki irukum athai kayati aval mulaiyai meethu irunthu eduthaal. “haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ena oru sexiyaaga mulai avalirku”.

Aval velaiyaaga irupaal athilum mulai miga velaiyaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, athai naan paarthathum ena seivathu endru theriyaamal vaaiyai pilanthu paarthu kondu irunthen.

Aval mulai kaambu neendru irunthathu athu karupaaga ilamal sigapaaga irunthathu rose vanathil mulai kaambu irunthathu. Enaku athai paartha udan vaaiyil vaithu sappi uriya vendrum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu.

Aval mulaiyai kanbithu konde paavadaiyai kayatinaal, ithu naal varai naan pengal kuthiyai paarthathe illai avalaaga kaathu kondu iruntha pozhuthu aval pavadaiyai kayatinaal. Ulle santhana nira penty aninthu irunthaal, athai eppozhuthu kayatuvaal endru paarthu konde irunthom aanal aval athai kayata villai.

Mulai meethu thaneer adithu mugathai kazhuvinaal, appozhuthu iru mulaigalum sexiyaaga viraithu kuuraga irunthathu. Avalin mulai kaama padangalil varum mulai pondru sexyaaga irunthathu, pinbu aval thundai aduthu avalin mugathai muthalil thudaithaal, ammuvin idipu oliyaaga sexyaaga irunthathu.

Aval mulai meethu irukum eerathai thundaal thudaithaal inbu aval eduthu vantha nightyai aninthu kondaal.

Ula bra ethum aniya villai, aval nighty aninthu kondu kuliyal araiyil irunthu kilambinaal, pinbu aval sendra udan avalin amma kuliyal araiku ethir paaratha vithamaaga vanthu irunthaal.

Ammuvin annan engalin nanbanum aavan, ippozhuthu naangal ammuvin ammavai paarkalam endru mudivu pani mel irunthu marainthu paarthu kondu irunthom.

Nanbanin amma vanthu pudavaiyai kayata aarambithaargal, aanal ivalgal mulai meethu jakit aninthu irunthaargal. Athai kayatum pozhuthu neraga iru mulaigal veliyil vanthu thongina, nanbanin amma mulai ammu mulai pondru ilamal athu pazhuthu kezhe thogiya padi irunthathu endraalum amma mulai innum kaamamaaga irunthathu.

Amma mulaiyum kaamamaaga irunthathu avargaluku vayathu 38 irukum, aunty sexiyaaga irunthaargal. Pinbu paavadaiyai kayatinaargal aanal kuthi theriya villai.

Auntyku thopai irunthathaal kuthi theriya villai, iru mulaigal matum therinthu kondu irunthathu. Enaku miga pidithu irunthathu nanbanin amma nirvaanamaaga kuthiyil kai vaithu theithu kulipathu.

En sunniyil vinthu sirithu kasinthu irunthathu, aunty kulithu vittu paavaiyai mulai meethu aninthu kondu sendraargal.

Pinbu naanum en nanbanum kaamam seiya aarambithom, ippozhuthu manai 6.30 aagi irunthathu irulaaga irunthathu. Naan nanbanin sunniyai kutha vaithu amarnthu umba aarambithen, suvaiyaaga irunthathu nanbanin sunni.

En sunniyil thaan ithu varai vinthu vanthathu illai aanal nanbanin sunniyil vinthu varum, athai naan sexyaaga sappi kudipen. Athanaale naangal eppozhuthum ondraaga kaamam seithu ulasamaaga irupom, en nanban en sunniyia muzhuvathum vaaikul vittu sappinaan.

Avan enaku pothum endru sollum varai sappuvaan pinbu naan avanai paduka vaithu avan sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambipen.

Nanban sunni perithaaga 6″ irukum athai naan sexiyaaga urinthu adithu sappa aarambithen, avan sunni nangu viraithu irunthathu. En sunniyum viraithe iruntathu aanal en sunniyil vinthu varathu, naan nandraaga avan sunniyai urinthu sappinen appozhuthu avanaal kaama sugathai katu padutha mudiyaamal sunni vinthai en vaaiyil vitan.

Athu suudaaga irunthathu, athai muzhuvathum sappi kudithu vitten, en nanbanum kanju muzhuvathaiiyum sappi kudi endu sooluvaan. Pinbu nangal veetirku sendru vittu naalai motai maadiyil kaathu kondu irunthom. Mutrum.

Hello friends, aap sabhi ko meri shubh kamnaye. Sabke messages mail mein mile mujhe, kayi logo ko reply bhi kiya aur kayi ko kar nahi paya. Jinko reply nahi de paya un sabse mafi mangta hoon. Aur sabki besabri ko itne din rakhne ke liye bhi mafi chahunga.

Aur ye aap loga ka messeges mein bheja pyar hi hai jo aap sabki khushi ke liye Kumar Apartments ka Season 2 shuru karne aaya hoon. Umeed karta hoon aap sabhi ko kaafi khushi hogi session 2 ke aane se. Aap sabhi ka mere hot desi sex story se itna lagav hi mujhe aur aage likhne ko hosla deta hai. Sabko mera bahut bahut thanks.

To chaliye aaj shuru karte hai Kumar Apartment Season 2. Jo bhi ye episode pahli baar pad rahe ho unse kahunga ki aap ise padne se pahle Season 1 padh le. Aur jo bhi mujhe mail mein messages aur apni sujhav dena chahte ho, ye raha mera mail id: [email protected].

Season 1 mein aplogo ne Kumar Apartment mein kayi gharo ke kayi kirdaro ke kisse sunne. Ab chalte hai uske aage ki kahaniyo mein.

Narrated by Akash

Ek lambi raat ke baad, naya din shuru hua. Ankhe to khuli par badan mein takat hi nahi tha. Tab yaad aaya kyu. Yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki kal raat kya hua. Kal raat Shobha aur bhaiya ki chudayi ka khel mere lund mein aag ugalne lagi. Kitni bar Shobha chodhwayi aur kitna bar main unhe dekh muth mara.

Ye sab soch ke apne lund ko sahlate hue neend se hosh mein aa raha tha. Phone uthakar dekha to time 9:45 ho raha tha. Yakeen nahi aaya ki itna time kaise guzar gaya, kya mazboot neend thi. Bhaiya bhi shayad ab tak chale gaye the, unki flight jo thi aaj subah.

Uthkar main jaldi se apne 3/4th short aur t-shirt pehna. Aur baal sawaar kar room se bahar nikalne laga. To socha ek baar Shobha ko message kar ke pooch loon ki bhaiya sachme chale gaye ya nahi. Kyu ki kal raat to unse jhoot bol kar ghar mein chupa raha undono ka sex show dekhne.

Main (WhatsApp): Hi, good morning. Bhaiya chale gaye kya?

Reply nahi aa raha tha to darwaaze par kaan lagakar bahar ki awaaz sunne laga. Bahar Shobha kisi se baat kar rahi thi. Badi halki awaaz thi jisse pata nahi chal raha tha ki woh kisse aur kya baat kar rahi ho. Kahi aisa to nahi ki bhaiya nahi gaye aur unhi se baat kar rahe ho.

Fir ek minute ke bad Shobha baat karna band kar di. Darwaaze pe kaan lagaye hue hi khada tha main ki tabhi phone vibrate hua. Dekha to Shobha ne reply kiya.

Shobha (WhatsApp): Nahi, nahi gaye. Kyu, andar dam ghut raha hai kya?

Main ekdam se gusse mein aa gaya ki bhaiya kyu nahi gaye. Man hi man unko do chaar gali de kar Shobha ko reply kiya,

Main (WhatsApp): Kyu nahi gaye? Bhagao unko.

Shobha (WhatsApp): Kyu bhagaun? Mere pati hai woh, unko kyu bhagaun?

Main tab socha ki kahi Shobha mere sath mazaak to nahi kar rahi. Ab pata kaise lagata, tabhi ek idea aaya. Maine turant bhaiya ke number par ek message bheja.

Main (WhatsApp): Good morning bhaiya. Flight time pe haina?

Ye message maine is liye kiya kyu ki agar woh airport ya ghar mein ho to mujhe reply to karenge. Ya fir message delivered nahi dikhayega. Theek aisa hi hua ki message delivered nahi dikhaya. Zaroor woh flight mein honge aur is baat ko pakka karne ke liye unhe ek call bhi kar diya.

Jispar unka number seema shetra se bahar bataya. Pakka ho gaya ki Shobha mere sath mazaak kar rahi thi to main bhi unke sath mazaak karne ki sochi.

Main (WhatsApp): Ok mat bhagao main bahar aa raha hoon.

Shobha (WhatsApp): Nahi nahi, Rakesh ko lagta hai ki tum apne friend ke yaha ho, yahi batayi na kal main unko. To bahar mat aao.

Main (WhatsApp): Koi baat nahi, main sab bata dunga ki main unki aur unki biwi ki chudayi dekhne raat ko wapas aa gaya tha.

Shobha (WhatsApp): Acha, aur fir woh mujhe aur tujhe ghar se laath marke nikal de kya?

Main (WhatsApp): Nikalne dona, fir main aur aap kahi door sath mein rahenge.

Shobha (WhatsApp): Ohoo! Bade door wale sapne hai tumhare. Kahi itni door mat jao ki wapas aane ka rasta na mile, chalo bahar aao. Nahi hai woh.

Main unke message padne hi door open kar ke bahar nikla. Shobha kitchen mein phone lekar khadi mujhe dekhi. Aur wahi se boli: Darwaaze pe hi khade the kya? Boli ki bahar aao aur nikal aaye, ha ha ha!

Shobha ko dekh mere lund mein khalbali hone lagi. Woh sleeveless night top aur shorts mein khadi thi,. Shorts bhi bas aadhe jangho se thoda upar tak hi tha. Yun to kal raat Shobha ko puri nangi hokar chodwate hue dekha tha. Fir bhi unki janghe aur baaho ki chiknahat dekh man mein bahut khushi ho rahi thi.

Main unke taraf jate hue unse kaha: Aapko kya laga ki aap mazaak karoge aur main pata nahi laga paunga?

Shobha phone kitchen ke rack par rakh kar stove par chai ubalne lagi aur boli: Kaise pata laga ki main mazaak kar rahi hoon?

Main: Main itna bhi bewakoof nahi hoon Bhabhi. Ek phone lagao bhaiya ko to pata lag hi jayega ki ghar mein hai ya out of coverage area, ha ha ha!

Meri baat sun kar Shobha khilkhila kar hasne lagi, kitni khoobsurat lagti hai jab woh hasti hai to. Man mein phool barasne lagte hai use dekh. Kabhi unki raat ki chodayi lund mein gudgudi kar jaati hai. To wahi saath hi unki hasti hui masoom sa chehra bhi aankho mein utar jata hai.

Kabhi man karta hai ki Shobha ko pura din lagataar ek ke baad ek bar bar chodhu to kabhi pura din unke khoobsurat chehre se pyaar karne ko man karta hai.

Shobha: Kya hua? Aise kya dekh rahe ho?

Main : Kyu nahi dekh sakta kya?

Shobha: Haan bilkul nahi dekh sakte, chalo aankhe band karke khade raho, ha ha ha!

Main: Par aisa kal raat ko to apne nahi kaha.

Shobha ke chehre par ek sharam bhari muskaan aayi. Aur fir achanak se woh serious hokar boli: Ek baat bataun, Akash.

Main: Haan boliye.

Shobha: Kal raat maza aaya dekhne main?

Main: Haan bahut, pucchiye mat bhabhi. Bahut maza aaya.

Shobha: To chalo main kuch niyam kaayde batati hoon tumhe.

Main: Niyam kaayde?

Shobha: Haan, woh ye ki, mujhe bhi maza aaya kal raat tumhe dikhate hue sex karne mein. Par haan mujhe aisa karne ke baad us bare mein fir kabhi baat karna achchi nahi lagti.

Main: Samjha nahi.

Shobha: Yahi ki agar masti karna hai to karo par us masti ke bare mein fir kabhi kisi se bhi baat nahi karo. Mujhse bhi nahi, samjho ki aisa hua hi nahi. Kyu ki mujhe sharam aur galti dono ka ehsaas jo baat karaaye main usse door rahna chahti ho, ab samjhe.

Main apne baalo ko khujlaya aur fir unki baat ko samjha. Unko kal raat ke jaise sab karna to pasand hai par aisa nahi chati ki us bare mein koi baar baar baat kare. Shayad unhe sharam aati ho, kya pata.

Main: Ok bhabhi, samjha main aap kya kahna chahti ho, jaisa aap kaho. Kal maine ek bahut mast sa sapna dekha bhabhi.

Shobha: Sapna? Kya dekha.

Main: Ki aap Rakesh bhaiya ke sath zor zor se sex kar rahi ho aur main sofe pe baitha dekh kar maza le raha hoon.

Ye sun bhabhi has padi aur boli: Ha ha ha! Kaafi samajhdaar ho. Ye lo chai pakdo.

Itna kahti hui woh mujhe meri chai ki cup di aur apne cup mein chai dal kar boli: Chalo waha chalkar baithte hai.

Unka ishara living room ke sofe par tha, hum dono living room mein jakar baithe aur chai pine lage.

Main: Aap bhi abhi chai pee rahe hai?

Shobha: Haan, neend aa rahi thi. Kal late soyi aur aaj Rakesh ko jana tha to jaldi bhi uthi, apne liye bana rahi thi jab tumne message kiya to fir tumhare chai ka bhi doodh daal di.

Kyu ki Shobha ne kaha ki raat ki baat ka zikar na karu to main uspar kuch bolne gaya nahi. Khamakha kyu uska mood kharab karu, kyu ki agar unka mood acha hua to shayad kuch mill jaaye.

Main: Kab uthe aap aaj? Aur bhaiya kab gaye.

Shobha: Kareeb 7 baje uthi aur woh to 8:30 ko hi chale gaye. Uske baad thodi der sone ko leti, par neend nahi aa rahi thi.

Main: Are bhabhi, to mujhe utha lete agar neend nahi aa rahi thi to.

Shobha: Nahi nahi, sochi jo so raha hai use sone hi doon. Kyu tumhari neend kharab karti?

Main: Aisa kuch nahi bhabhi, aapke sath jitna bhi time kaatu maza aata hai.

Shobha: Ha ha ha! Ye tum apne dil se kah rahe ho ya waha se.

Itna kahti hui Shobha hasne lagi aur hasne ke karan uske hath hile. To chai unke cup se chalak kar unke jangho par aur farsh par girne lagi.

Main: Bas bas bhabhi chai gir rahi hai aapki.

Shobha jhat se cup ko table par rakhi aur apne jangho par se chai pochne lagi. Use aisa karte dekh kitni mast lag rahi thi. Pochti hui woh mujhe dekhi aur boli: Jao jakar kitchen se mop le aao, jab dekho taadte hi rahte ho ha ha ha!

Main muskurata hua kitchen jakar mop le aaya aur floor se chai pochne laga aur bola: Kaho to bhabhi apki jangho se bhi poch doon kya?

Shobha: Nahi nahi rahne do, uske liye haat hai mere paas.

Main: Waise bhabhi, bhaiya to ab 2-3 din baad hi ayenge, aapka man kaise lagega?

Ye main dohri matlab se poocha aur ye Shobha ko bhi pata tha to usne kaha: Kyu? Tum kahi ja rahe ho kya? Tum hona.

Main man hi man khush hokar bola: Haan main to hamesha aapke liye yahi hoon. Aap bas hukum karna.

Shobha: Bade iraade phoot rahe hai tumhare tere bhaiya ke na hone par.

Main: Ab kya kahu, jaisa ki maine kal kaha tha bhabhi ki seva karna to dewar ka dharm hai na.

Shobha: Oho, kya seva karoge bolo?

Main: Jo aap kaho woh sab.

Shobha: Acha? Pakka?

Main: Haan pakka.

Shobha: To chalo shuruwaat waha store room mein rakhe kapde dhone se karo. Uske baad bahar balcony mein gamlo mein pani daal dena. Fir sara ghar mop kar dena aur fir khana bhi bana dena. Theek hai.

Ye sun mere jaise mano iraado par pani phir gaya aur chehre ka rang badal gaya aur fir Shobha zor se has padi aur boli: Ha ha ha! Kyu kya hua, ab nikal gayi sari hekdi. Karo karo chalo.

Main: Kya bhabhi aap bhi na.

Shobha chai khatm karke apna cup table par rakh kar boli: Are pagal mazaak kar rahi thi. Woh sab tumse kyu karwaungi. Chalo ye mop lejakar rakh kar aao, pakad kar khade ho tabse khambe ke tarah.

Main mop wapas rakh kar aane laga to dekha bhabhi uthkar angdaayi leti hui apne kamar par hath rakh shakal bana rahi thi. Mano unke kamar mein koi dard ho.

Main: Kya hua bhabhi, kuch takleef hai kya?

Shobha: Gym jaani thi par man nahi kar raha. Par thodi exercise bhi zaroori hai warna kal raat ke karan badan mein dard shuru ho jayegi.

Main ne bhi turant socha ki kyu khamakha Shobha gym jaaye. Mere man mein to tha ki unke sath ghar mein hi waqt kaatu. Aur kaise bhi karke unko bahla phusla kar unka man banwa do chodwane ka.

Main: Agar man nahi to kyu jana. Uspar aapke friends bhi to honge gym mein. Aaplog mil gaye to fir baate hi karte rahte ho koi exercise nahi hota. Kal dekha maine.

Shobha: Woh baat bhi sahi hai tumhari. Tum waise kya kar rahe ho? Pura din ghar mein hi rahoge ya kahi ghumne jaoge?

Main: Nahi bhabhi koi plan nahi bahar jaane ka mera. Kyu? Kyu poocha aapne? Aapko kahi jana hai kya?

Shobha: Nahi bas aisa hi poochi.

Main wapas sofe par aakar baithkar bola: Waise bhi jab aap ghar par ho to kyu bhala main bahar jaun.

Ye sun Shobha muskurane lagi. Jisse main samajh gaya ki unko bhi meri baat ka dusra matlab samajh mein aa hi gaya ho shayad. Itne mein Shobha palat kar apne kamre ke taraf jane lagi to main poocha: Kaha bhabhi kaha chale?

Shobha: Aati hoon ruko ek minute.

Shobha apne kamre mein ghus gayi. Aur fir main TV on kar ke chanal badal badal kar dekhne laga.

Kuch 4 se 5 minute baad Shobha apne kamre se bahar aayi, woh tight sports top aur shorts pehankar bahar aayi aur unke hath mein ek yoga matt bhi thi. Mere chehre par nirasha ki halki badal chaa gayi ye sochkar ki meri baat na mankar Shobha gym jaane ko taiyaar ho gayi.

Main: aap kya gym jaa rahi ho?

Shobha: Nahi nahi, gym nai, sochi aaj yahi thodi bahut exercise kar loon. Gym tak jaane ka mood nahi aaj.

Ye sunkar mere shakal par laga nirasha chu mantar hogaya aur muskaan wapas aa gayi. Apni muskaan ko Shobha ki nazar se chupa nahi paya main.

Shobha: Bade khush ho gaye, ha ha ha!

Mera chor man maano pakda gaya jispar main sharmate hue mooh banane laga aur bola: Haan khush to hoon. Aapko exercise karte hue dekhunga aur gym bhi jana nahi padega.

Shobha: Gym mein bhi to tum dekh sakte ho, to yaha kya khaas hai?

Main: Are gym mein main aapko agar dekhta rahu to to koi na koi dekh lega. Fir main aapko theekse nahi dekh paunga. Par yaha to waisa kuch rukawat hai nahi.

Shobha: Theek hai theek hai dekho dekho. Chalo kuch gana lagao, khamaka chanal badal kar mat khelo.

Main jhat se music chanal lagaya aur fir Shobha ko dekhne laga. Woh yoga matt ko farsh par phaila kar uspar khadi hokar kuch sochne lagi aur fir mujhe dekh boli: Chalo tum ek kaam karo.

Main: Haan boliye.

Shobha: Main jab exercise karun to tum ginti rakhna. Free mein show mat dekho kuch kaam bhi badle mein karke do, ha ha ha!

Main: Ok bhabhi aap shuru karo.

Shobha: Pahle thodi fresh ho leti hoon.

Shobha matt par araam se baith kar ankhe band kar boli: Chalo ab main dheere dheere saans loongi aur chodungi, theek 30 baar jab ho jaye to batana.

Main unke seene mein ubhre tight sports top mein chupi boobs ko dekh raha tha aur bola: Haan theek hai bhabhi aap karo.

Fir Shobha dheere dheere saans lene aur chorne lagi. Har baar saans andar lene par unke boobs bahar aur zyada ubhar aati. Jise dekh mere shorts ke andar halchal honi shuru ho gayi. Kuch der Shobha yahi karti rahi. Aur room mein sirf gana bajne ki awaaz sunayi de rahi thi mano main kamre mein hoon hi nahi.

To ispar woh ankh kholi aur mujhe dekhi. Unhe bhi dikh gaya ki main kaise unke ubharte dabte boobs ko dekh laar tapka raha hoon. Aur woh boli: Bas dekhne mein lage ho ya gin bhi rahe ho.

Main: Haan haan gin raha hoon bhabhi, abhi bas 12 hua, 18 baaki hai.

Shobha: Theek hai, aur kuch bolo bhi, aisa laga ki tum uth kar chale gaye kahi.

Main: Theek hai par main nahi chahta tha ki aapki saans baate karne se kam ho jaaye, isi liye chup raha.

Shobha chup chap saans andar aur bahar karti hui pure 25 baar ki to maine kaha: 25 hua aur 5 baar.

Kuch 1 se 2 minute mein aur 5 khatm kar Shobha ankh kholi aur boli: Ab next, usse pahle ek kaam karona mera.

Main: Haan boliye.

Shobha: Woh bottle mein pani le aona, thanda mat lana, normal chalega.

Main utha to meri short mein halki si ubhar dekh main turant apne hath se use aisa dabaya. Mano short par kuch laga hua poch raha hoon. Par bhabhi ki tez nazaro ne use dekh liya aur woh hasne lagi aur boli: Chupao chupao, saari niyat dikh rahi hai tumhari.

Main muskurate hue kitchen ko pani lene chala gaya. Jab wapas aaya to dekha ki Shobha ab apne ghutno aur hatho ke bal ghodi bani mere taraf apni shorts mein ubhari gand dikhakar baithi thi. Aur mujh bina dekhe boli: Chalo ab ginti shuru karo.

Shobha dheere se apne kamar ko aage ko kar apne naavi ko farsh se sataayi. Aur fir wapas apni kamar peeche lati hui peeche ko aayi. Sath hi unki gand short mein aur tight hokar ubhar aayi. Main sochne laga bhala ye kaisa exercise aur isse hone wala kya hai.

Khamakha Shobha mere kaam vasna ke sath khelne ka koi chaal chal rahi ho. Tabhi to woh is baar dusre taraf muh karke thi jisse ki main unki gand ka aakar saaf dekh saku. Shobha aisa hi karti rahi aur main baar baar unke gand ki golaayi ko nihaar raha tha.

Jab bhi woh apni kamar aage le jaati to unke tight short ka kapda sikud kar unke gand ki daraar mein ghus jaati. Aur fir jab woh peeche ko apni kamar laati to short pura khich kar unke chikne gand ka pura gol akar dikha deti. Saaf pata chal raha tha ki Shobha ne andar panty nahi pehni thi.

Kyu ki jangho ke beech chut ke pas unki shorts unki chut ki rekha aur uska ubhaar chaap kar dikha rahi thi. Mere lund mein ab zordaar harkat hone lagi. Lund tan chuka tha aur khada ho kar mere short par tent bana kar khada hone ki koshish mein laga hua tha.

Bhabhi kuch 15 baar aisa hi karne par ruk kar mujhe bina mude dekh boli: Kitna hua?

Main achanak se apne lund ko dabakar hak bakate hue bola: Kya, haan 15 nahi 16. Nahi nahi 15.

Tab Shobha waise hi ghodi bani hui apne sir ko mere taraf mudakar boli: Gin bhi rahe ho ya bas dekh dekh ke laar tapka rahe ho?

Main sharmakar apne sar ke balo par haath pherte hue bola: 15, 15 baar hua. Sachchi bhabhi 15.

Shobha wapas aage mudakar boli: Theek hai, aur 15 bar hone par batana mujhe.

Shobha apna wahi exercise jaari rakhi. Aur uski aage peeche aati hui gand ko dekh mere man aur lund mein dhamako ki ladi phootne lagi. Tab maine socha ki kal raat ko Shobha ne mera lund aur mujhe muth maarte hue acha khasa dekh hi liya hai. To main unse itna kyu sharmaun.

Bas than liya aur apne short ke zip ko khola aur apna tana khada lund bahar nikal kar use dheere dheere hilane laga. Jab jab Shobha apni gand peeche ko laati to apne lund ko pura neeche tak kheechkar aisa sochta mano uski gand peeche aayi. To mera lund uske andar ghus raha ho.

Ye soch hue use dekh kar aisa karne mein bada maza aa raha tha. Ki tabhi 28 baar ho gaya par maine unhe bataya nahi. Socha 10 baar aur karne de dete hai. Main chup raha. 30 to ho hi chuka tha aur kuch aur baar karne ke baad Shobha ruki. Aur khadi ho gayi aur mere taraf mudi.

Aur mujhe apne khade mote lund ko hilate dekh boli: Ye kya kar rahe ho? Besharam.

Main kuch nahi bola aur bas muskurate hue hilate raha.

Shobha: Tabhi sochu 30 hone mein itna time kyu laga. Besharam kahi ke, bilhul bhi sharam nahi aarahi kya?

Main: Ab aap kar hi rahe the aisa sab to control nahi hua bhabhi. Aur fir aapse kya sharmana.

Shobha jhut moot ka gussa dikha rahi thi. Par uske chehre par jhuta gussa zyada der tak rah nahi payi aur muskaan aa gayi.

Shobha: Besharami ka award milega tumhe. Dekho to kaise khulkar pakd ke baithe ho.

Main bhi chup nahi raha aur bola: To fir aap madat kardona pakadne mein.

Shobha: Acha, aur agar tumhare bhaiya ko pata chal gaya to fir pakadte rah jaoge.

Main: Bhaiya ko kaise pata chalega? Unhone kaha koi camera lagaya hai kya ghar pe. Unhe nahi pata chalne wala kuch.

Shobha: Koi zarurat nahi, pakadne ki bhi aur unhe pata lagne ki bhi. Aur zyada sapne mat dekho. Jo dekh rahe ho wahi bahut hai.

Shobha bhale na kah rahi thi. Par uski aankhe har baar baato ke beech mere khade lambe lund par ja rahi thi. Jisse saaf zaahir tha ki usko bhi mere lund ko dekhne mein maza aa raha tha.

Shobha: Theek hai, karlo par is baar sahi ginti rakhna.

Shobha muh banati hui mujhe peet dikhakar mud gayi. Fir agle exercise karne ko taiyaar khadi ho kar saans lene lagi. Apne hato ko aage bada kar. Aur apne kulho ko thoda peeche kar ghutno ko halke se mod kar woh sthir khadi ho gayi. Fir dheere se apne kamar ko neeche laayi, fir upar.

Jaise uthak baithak kar rahi ho. Aisa karne par mujhe peeche se unki gand tan kar puri neeche aati hui aur wapas upar uthta hua dikha.

Main: Ye kaisa exercise hai Bhabhi. Ye to main bhi karta tha school mein.

Shobha bina mude kasrat karti hui boli: School mein? Tum school mein exercise bhi karte the kya?

Main hasta hua bola: Haan jab teacher mujhe kaan pakad kar uthak baithak karwata tha. Tab aisa hi karta tha, ha ha ha!

Shobha chidti hui boli: Uff ye uthak baithak nahi hai. Ise squat bolte hai. Ye kamar aur jangho k liye bahut acha hota hai. Ginna mat bhulna. 30 ho jaye to bata dena.

Shobha waise hi karti rahi. Aur uski tight short mein kasti gand ko dekh baar baar mere andar use chodne ki aag bhadakti ja rahi thi. Firse main yahi sochne laga ki woh jab bhi apna kamar neeche laati. To mera lund uske andar jata.Aur yahi soch apne lund ko uske kamar ke sath neeche upar kheech kar maza lete hue ginti bhi karne laga.

Pura 30 hone par mere bina bataye hi Shobha ruki aur mud kar boli: Pata tha ki tum ginoge nahi, isi liye main khud gin rahi thi.

Main lund hath mein liye bola: Main bhi gin raha tha bhabhi. Abhi bolne hi wala tha ki aap khud hi ruk gaye.

Shobha apne kamar par hath tika kar mere lund ko dekh kar boli: Aisa hilate hi mat raho. Tum bhi kabhi kuch exercise karo warna baithe baithe tondh nikal aayega.

Main: Mujhe to ek hi exercise karna hai bhabhi.

Shobha: Woh kaunsa?

Main lund ko thodi tezi se hilate hue bola: Sexercise bhabhi, sexercise.

Shobha: Bhagwaan bachaye tumhe tumhare kaam wasna se.

Main: Kyu aapko man nahi kya exercise ke sath sexercise karne ki?

Shobha: Filhal mujhe sirf exercise karne ka man hai, sexercise nahi. Jab hoga to bata doongi.

Main: Jaldi bataiyega. Kahi intezaar mein baithe baithe mera sachme tondh na nikal aaye.

Meri baat par hasti hui. Shobha peet ke bal letti hui apne tango ko mod kar hatho ko sar ke peeche lejakar sit up karne lagi. Is baar bhale unki gand nahi dikh rahi thi. Par har baar jab woh uthti to unke shorts unki chut ki rekha par chapti hui chut ka akaar dikhane lagi.

Har baar jab woh uthti to mujhe mere lund ko hilate hue dekhti. Kuch 15 baar hone par maine dhyaan se unki choot ke paas dekha. To short ke upar chut ki rekha ke paas gilepan ki ek halki rekha dikhne lagi. Saaf tha ki Shobha mere lund ko dekh uttejit ho rahi thi.

Aur uski chut gili bhi ho rahi thi. Mere muh se muskaan aur haato mein tezi aa gayi. Aur kuch 5 baar aur karne ke baad Shobha ruki aur boli: Ab bas karo, main exercise pe dhyaan nahi laga pa rahi.

Main: Mujhe to aapko dekh kisi bhi kaam mein dhyaan nahi lagta.

Ye kahte hue mein apne lund ko unhe dikhate hue tezi se hilane laga. Tabhi table par rakhi unka phone bajne lagi. Woh mujhse chid kar muh banayi. Lete hue hi apna phone uthayi aur call attend karke baat karne lagi.

Main unhe dekh apna lund hilate hue unki baate sunne laga.

Shobha: Hello Neha, kya hua.

Shobha: Baan, mere liye nahi yaar, mera ek relative hai, uske liye.

Shobha: Haan wahi Rakesh ka bhai, tumse kisne kaha.

Shobha: Undono ko koi aur kaam nahi? Unka muh kabhi band nahi rahta.

Unke call mein mera naam sunkar mere haat achanak se ruk gaye aur kaan khade ho gaye. Sochne laga ye Neha kaon hai jisse Shobha mere bare mein baat kar rahi hai. Ye soch main unki baate aage sunne laga.

Shobha: Theek hai main use bhej doongi. Kab bheju?

Turant Shobha sir utha kar mujhe dekh phone mein boli: Theek hai, bhejti hoon aur haan ache se lena uski. Ha ha ha!

Fir Shobha phone kaatte hue khadi hui aur mujhe lund pakde hue dekh boli: Chalo bas karo aur jakar naha lo. Tumhe kahi jana hai.

Main lund ko firse hilate hue mazakiya roop se bola: Kaha? Aapke bedroom mein?

Shobha: Shut up, mazaak nahi kar rahi. Meri friend ka phone tha, Neha ka.

Main lund hilate hue hi unki baato ko suntan raha.

Shobha: Uska yahi ek textile testing ka office hai. Woh yahi rahti hai isi apartment mein. Uske office mein ek job vacancy thi. To maine use tumhare bare mein batayi.

Main: To?

Shobha: To kya? Tumhari job laga ke de rahi hoon. yaha aisa hilane aaye ho kya ha ha ha! Chalo hilana band karo aur get ready. Jao.

Main nirash muh banaye lund ko dheere dheere hilaata raha aur utha nahi. To Shobha boli: are utho bhi. Agar job nahi hui to kya karoge. Agar mere sath yahi rahna hai to job to chahiyena. Warna tumhare bhaiya bhaga nahi denge kya wapas.

Waise to Shobha ki ye baat sahi thi. Main pura din aisa bhaiya ke ghar khamaka berozgaar bane to nahi rah sakta tha. Agar job hua tabhi to Bangalore mein aage bhi Shobha ke sath rah paunga. Isse sahmat hokar main apne lund ko short mein dala aur uth khada hua aur bola: To kya interview hai mera?

Shobha: Are ghabraao mat. Main apne pehchaan se bhej rahi hoon na. Interview jaisa nahi hoga bas jakar apna degree sab dikha do bas. Aur pahli salary par mujhe pahle treat chahiye, bol deti hoon. Jao nahakar ready hokar aao.

Main pyaar se muskurate hue sochne laga ki mere job ki bhi chinta karti hai meri Shobha bhabhi ko. Aur fir apne room ko chala gaya aur naha kar jaldi se ready hone laga.

To be continued.

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Hi to all beauties and handsome. Myself Sujith, Age 29 living in Chennai. I started craving for sex at the age of 19. For all these years, Indian sex stories ISS had been feeding my porn diet. I have a mid-sized dick with 7 inches length. Of all the categories of porn, I love BDSM. I am both dominant as well as a sub.

I got married 2 years back to my beautiful Vidya. She looked so attractive with dusky looks. Her boobs are a stiff 34 and her round butt is her main attraction with the size of 36. She has a curvy body. My dick raised by just seeing her. Ours is an arranged marriage.

When I first expressed my like towards BDSM she gave a crunching smile and said, “We are made for each other.” She is more of a dominant type but her love towards me is immeasurable. We do roleplay as both me as a slave and her as a dominant and vice-versa.

But all this was within the 4 walls of our bedroom. Even though we got married, we both flirted with our opposite-sex people. We provoke them a lot towards sex with a strict rule of only flirting and no physical. We read each other’s chat with other people in bed and enjoy the evening.

We both work at the same firm and but for different projects. So we travel together and sometimes drop our friends in their home. (Mostly the people we flirt with).

The intro of our slave:
Sandhya, an unmarried beautiful lady joined my team. She was 2 years elder than me and also my senior in the designation. She had a formal introduction with myself and team. About her, she talks bit rude towards men and softer towards ladies.

She has a whitish complexion, 36 sized gigantic boob and a mid-size ass that sways with her walks. She always wears business formals to offices such as shirt and skirt. In general a typical Brahmin girl (Iyer ponnu). Things were going smooth. As she is elder to me I wasn’t flirting with her, just official talks.

During a conference, she complained about me to my manager for always talking or chatting on mobile. Though I completed my tasks my manager took this on a serious note and warned me. I was a bit disappointed by her behavior towards me but didn’t take anything further.

Vidya noticed my dull face.
Vidya: What happened? Why are you looking so dull for the past 1 week?
Me: Just some office stuff don’t worry about it, dear.

She left the topic so as to divert me and we had softcore sex.

1 week later, we had a serious escalation on the project. My team along with Sandhya were to work on the following weekend to resolve the issue. We both came to the office and started working. The clock hit 1 PM and I started for lunch. Sandhya called me by name in a rude way.

Sandhya: Sujith, where the hell are you moving your ass?
Me: Lunch.
Sandhya: You only deserve shit to be eaten.

My teammates started laughing at me. I was shocked to hear those words. I just left the place and went to the canteen. When I came back, she called me to her cabin. I went there and asked what is it?

Sandhya: How can you go for lunch without my permission?
Me: I don’t need your permission to eat, bitch.

Sandhya slapped me in front of all my teammates. I couldn’t respond for a minute. She called my manager and informed that I tried to hit her. My manager came to the office and suspended me for a week without hearing any explanation. She gave a grin towards me as she succeeded.

I went home in a sheer embarrassment. Vidya reached home by night after hanging out with her friends. She noticed my face. With a tear in her eyes, she asked what happened and gave a kiss on my head. I explained to her the whole story and asked her forgiveness for not letting her know this previously.

She just hugged me tight and said something that just boosted me.
Vidya: Let’s make her eat our shit.
Me: What are you saying?
Vidya: Remember, we had a plan to have a slave for ourselves?

Me: Yes.
Vidya: Then this bitch should be our slave forever.
Me: Are you serious?
Vidya: As serious as I fucked your ass yesterday. She must be taught a lesson.

I got what’s on her mind. We started devising our plan to make her lick our feat for the rest of her life. Sandhya usually commutes using carpool. She lives in a PG which is near to my beach house. I also gathered an important fact about her lesbian fetish. Yes, she is a lesbian and that is the reason for hate towards men.

offiVidya said that she had to make love to her first to make her our slave. I agreed with the point and asked how you are going to talk to her. She commutes by carpooling so let’s use that as a way to communicate. Next day Vidya took the car to the office.

By night 9 PM Sandhya started searching through her mobile for female car-poolers. To the luck of ours and bad luck of her, Sandhya gave request to Vidya for pooling. Vidya kept a secret dash cam on the car to feed the action live between her and Sandhya.

Vidya wore a tight shirt (her boobs were begging to get out of her outfit) and black jeggings on that day showing her curvy sexy butt. Sandhya entered the car and took the seat near Vidya and wished her. Vidya started the car and there weren’t any talks between them.

Vidya saved my mobile number as Preeti with an unknown girl’s pic as the contact picture. I installed an application to mimic my voice as a girl at the receiver and phoned Vidya. Vidya switched to the car’s Bluetooth loudspeaker and answered my call.

Me: Hi Sweety, where are you?
Hearing these words got the attention of Sandhya. she was just looking at the phone and Vidya.
Vidya: Hey, I am on the way to home, dear. Hope you arranged everything, it’s going to be a long night. (giggled)

Me: Am waiting for you slut. What are you wearing today?
Vidya: As you asked me, dear
Sandhya now moved her eyes to Vidya and looked her top to bottom. Her hands were already on her crotch.

Me: See you in the bed slut. Bye.
Vidya: Bye, dear.
She cut the call and looked at Sandhya’s hands and gave a sexy smile to her. Sandhya acted like nothing and started the conversation,

Sandhya: Vidya, are you married?
Vidya: No, I am still single.
Sandhya’s face brightened on hearing the answer.
Sandhya: Why you don’t like men?

Vidya: I don’t like those pathetic needles poking my ass.
Sandhya started laughing and patted on Vidya’s arms
Sandhya: Exactly, even I hate men.
Vidya: Really? How?

Sandhya narrated the incident between me and her. My wife controlled her anger when she heard about the slap and praised her.
Vidya: How do you take care of your sexual needs Sandhya?
Sandhya: I never hated women and their fragrance.

Sandhya kept her hands on Vidya’s thighs and caressed it. Vidya kept her hand over sandhya’s hand. Slowly she moved her hands to Vidya’s pussy. Vidya got hold of Sandhya’s hands, gave a smile and said not so soon babe. Vidya stopped the car by side of the highway

Vidya looked into her eyes, grabbed her neck from the back and kissed on her forehead. Sandhya gave a tight hug. She got hold of Vidya’s face, rubbed her juicy lips over hers and kissed her for 5 minutes. Vidya kept her hands on Sandhya’s busty boobs and started crushing them.

Sandhya inserted her tongue inside Vidya’s to taste the juices.
Vidya: You are not wearing a bra today it seems. You naughty bitch, ready for anything huh?
Sandhya: Anything for you, ma’am.

Vidya: So you do like BDSM huh? Are you a sub?
Sandhya: Anything you want me to be, babe.

Sandhya kissed her chin and sucked her lips. I could see that Sandhya is fully aroused just by looking at her squirming body. This is where I should stop them from getting more intimate. So I called my wife on her mobile to give the signal.

Vidya got the message and broke the kiss deliberately. Sandhya was not in a mood to break the kiss.
Sandhya: Can’t you cancel the appointment of yours.
Vidya: Am sorry babe I can’t. Don’t worry just give your number. You are in for a lot of surprise from here on.

They both exchanged their mobile numbers. Vidya dropped Sandhiya outside of her PG with a dope kiss.

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Hello all. Maxx here from Pune. 34 years old, 6′ tall regularly-ish workout at the ‘office gym’. Hence, not ripped and all, but got something close to a good physique. I work in a big IT company. Married to a very loving wife with a kid. This is a story about how I ‘accidentally’ got to fuck my ex just a few months before my marriage.

About my Ex: We started dating a few months after I started my first job in Kolkata, back in 2010. She was studying BCA in a well-known college in Bhubaneswar. We came in contact through a common friend. We started out with first texting each other. That too during the days of non-qwerty keypad phones and no Whatsapp.

After a few months, we started talking on the phone. And within just a few weeks were dirty talking and making each other wet before going to sleep. She had an awesome petite figure back then (5’6.5”, 32b-28-34). She had one of the most beautiful and tasty lips I had ever chewed upon.

She had the tastiest skin and most intoxicating juices I have ever tasted. I was her first and the first time was a night that I still cherish. It is the most memorable sex I have ever had to date. Our bedroom sessions were rough, noisy, sweaty, nasty.

We always had to wear full covering clothes days after each of those steamy sessions to hide the marks and bruises. After a couple of years, we had a mutual breakup. We had a few differences regarding our takes on life. I switched a few companies and places after that, concentrating completely on my career and work.

I had my share of girls and sex throughout these days too. She graduated and joined an IT company, and moved to Bangalore. We stayed in touch, on-and-off throughout these days. Yes, even after my marriage.

I had to go to Bangalore for a few months on deputation (IT professionals would have an idea). In spite of having a few relatives in Bangalore, I choose to stay alone, by myself for the time of my stay. That was my idea of relishing my last few days of independence, before marriage.

I was staying near the Electronic City area there is a decently furnished 1BHK apartment in a nice building. The whole of the floor was leased by the company. The company provided me with a daily ride to and from the office for the time of my stay. My weekdays were really tiring, to say the least.

I had to review, interview and choose the team for my account at one of the Bangalore offices. And I had just 2 months to get that done or a maximum of 5 months. I used to have my breakfast in the room, provided by domestic help. He was appointed by the company and would come once every day in the morning.

I had my lunch and dinner at the office canteen. Having stayed out of the house for 15 years then, my body had learned to adjust to outside food. No matter how good or bad it might be. At the end of every day, I used to be very exhausted. I was in luck, though.

I was able to get a team of 5 decent members (2 girls and 3 boys) ready for the Bangalore office within 3 weeks. On my 3rd Friday evening, I asked the cab driver to drop me at a bar, which was at a walkable distance from where I was staying.

I walked into the bar, ordered myself a Johnny Walker Black doubles, on the rocks. I was sipping my drink in solitude appreciating my progress so far in just 3 weeks. I was scrolling through emails on my phone when I felt that I saw a known face in the reflection on my phone screen cross behind me.

I immediately turned back, to check who that was. But, could not see anyone I know or knew. I felt as if the drink was getting me to see things. I ignored all that and kept sipping my drink. After finishing the first round, I ordered a refill and went for the washroom.

I had asked the bartender to keep my laptop bag in his custody till the time I was there. When I returned to my place at the bar, I saw a paper napkin with a note saying, “This one’s on me.” I was amazed but did not want to get into any trouble. (Never accept a favor from someone who does not give it to you in the face.)

I threw away the napkin with the note and asked the bartender to get me a fresh drink. I promised I will pay for three. Just when the paper hit the floor of the bin, I realized that the handwriting seemed familiar. I thought for a few minutes and rejected the thought when it occurred to me that it could be my ex’s handwriting.

Not willing to try my luck with the drink any more I gulped down my drink. I got a few beers to take with me, paid for all my drinks (even the second one), and headed out. Once outside, I lit a cigarette, took a long drag and started walking towards my place.

Just when I took, my first step, I heard a familiar voice from behind me.
She: I see you haven’t quit smoking.
Turning back I faced the source of the voice. Before looking at her face I said, “Why do you care?”

As I checked out the person, I was amazed to see my ex and then it all hit home. It was her face (reflection) I saw on my mobile screen. It was her handwriting on that note. I looked at her top to bottom. She had become a bit curvier than before, at the right places.

Her boobs had developed to a good number. She was wearing a pitch-black one-piece party dress. It gave a good view of her now well-developed cleavage and complimented her ass pretty well. It was a short dress, ending a good distance from her knees.

It gave me an instant boner looking at those delicious, shining thighs. I had the urge to just grab her. Give her a deep, wet kiss, chewing on her inner thighs and her pussy till she would beg me to tear it apart with my dick. That is what we did during our dating days.

She saw the look on my face and said, “That should answer your question.”
Me: Hey, Whoa! How are you and what are you doing here!
She: I live here, what are you doing here? I have been seeing you around this place for a few weeks now. Did you relocate to Bangalore from Pune?

Me: You know very well that I will never relocate here. (I never liked Bangalore in spite of being a Software Engineer. She knew that). I am here just for a few months to set up a team. I have been put up in a decent house in this area for my stay.

She: Did you leave the technical part of the job already?
Me: No, I am the Project Lead for my account. Here to look-over, the recruitment of resources and ODC set up at this location has proper functionality at all times.

She: Wow! Congrats!
Me: Thank you.

She: Now tell me how is it that in spite of long working hours, and hopefully minimum self-time, courtesy to your new position, you seem to be in far better shape than I had last seen you in person? Are you getting all buffed up to impress your wife to be?

Me: Thank you for the compliment. I don’t need to impress her anymore, as she already said yes. I am just trying to get into better shape than a BIG-O, that’s all. I make time to hit the office gym every weekday and keep my diet in control. But I must say, that, you too look amazing, and, sexier and hotter than before.

She gave a mysterious smile and thanked me for the compliments. She asked me to join her for a few drinks inside. I declined it saying that I do not go into the same bar in the same evening, once I have paid my tab. She gave me an amused look.

She looked at the beer cans in my hand and asked if I am going to finish those all alone.
Me: I took these for tomorrow. But would be more than happy to share with you tonight.

She: Sure, let’s drink together. (after a minutes’ pause) But my room-mate would be coming in soon. It might be a bit awkward to introduce my ex-boyfriend to her when my present boyfriend is her team-mate.

Me: My company has provided me a 1 BHK apartment. A good view of the Electronic City on the 5th floor of a decent building in this area. If it is not a problem, we can go there.

She looked at me with mixed expressions (naughty, flirty, confused, a little bit of fear and eagerness). I promised her to be a gentleman and winked giving a naughty-seductive look. She blushed and accepted my offer (I just thanked my stars for that). We started walking to my apartment.

We were talking about our lives, catching each other up about the days after our break-up. She had a boyfriend whom she started seeing (in every way) a year after we broke up. She was amazed to know that I never had any serious relationship throughout this time, and still managed to get laid.

Meanwhile, we reached my apartment building. I unlocked the main gate, as stealthily as I could, so as not to wake the guard up. We walked in, got into the lift and breathed a sigh of relief when the lift doors closed. Then, we looked at each other and had a good laugh about the whole situation.

We reached my floor. I went into my apartment and switched the lights on. She came in immediately as if trying to hide from someone. I informed her that the 5th floor has been leased by my company and no-one else has been assigned any rooms on this floor yet.

She: So nobody would know that we two are here tonight (after a long pause) together?
I made a mental note of her statement (or a question), but not reflecting the same on my face.

Me: Please have a seat.

I was pointing towards the big sofa in the living room. I asked her to watch some TV by the time I freshen up and change into something comfortable. I watched her walking to the sofa swaying that delicious ass and dangling those delicious legs in-front of my eyes.

I just stood there savoring the view. She turned around and looked at me seductively. She sat on the single-seater sofa bending a bit too much, giving me an awesome view of the valley of her juicy boobs. I was having a raging boner under my formal trousers. It was trying to tear everything apart to come out.

I gave her a smile and moved into the adjacent washroom to freshen up. I was amazed to find the most raging hard-on I had ever had. I took some deep breaths, side-tracking the thoughts of soothing my hard-on by myself. I washed up and changed into a sleeveless t-shirt, a boxer.

I put on a track pant over it hoping to be able to ‘veil and reveal’ enough to pique interest about a boner. She looked straight into my eyes when I came out and suggestively crossed her right leg over the left. Giving me a better view of her thigh and a bit of her ass cheek.

It seemed as if she was daring me with her looks to take her. I kept my eyes on her. Looking deep into her eyes, moved to the kitchen, took a bottle of water and took a few sips from it. I walked really close to her and offered her the bottle. She took it from me, put her lips to the bottleneck and started drinking the water.

But her expressions were as if she was kissing it, she also put her tongue into the bottle for a while. All this while I was watching her continuously. She too was looking right into my eyes all this while. When she was done having water, she raised the bottle from her lips.

As if unwilling to let go of the ‘kiss’ and in the process spilled some water into her beautiful valley. There were a few drops hanging to her lips as well. I immediately went closer to her, grabbed her by her waist tightly. I took my lips close to hers and started sipping the drops of water from her lips,

Making sure not to touch her lips, but, also not taking my eyes off her even for a split-second. Her fingers were running through my hairs with closed eyes. Her breath was getting more and more erratic. Once done with water drops on her lips, I gave a suggestive look at the water drops near the line of her dress.

I looked back into her eyes, then her lips. I went close to her gave a peck on her left cheek. I kept my lips there for few extra seconds and then let her go. When I looked into her eyes, her eyes were red with lust, and desire. I wanted to fulfill all the wild desires that she was having in her mind right then.

But I controlled my beastly desires and thought of making her beg for it. And beg for it she did. You can read all about it in the next part. Let me know what you think of my story. For feedback, you may drop an email at [email protected].

Hello everyone, I am with a juicy story for you all to enjoy. This story is based upon the narrative of one of my readers. I am just describing the event as it was delineated by her. Mail me if you like the story with your feedback and also share your wild fantasies with me.

My name is Manasi. I just turned 19 this month. I am a management student here in Jaipur and I reside at a girl’s hostel here. There were around 40 girls in total. I didn’t like to interact with most of them and usually never liked their company.

I had heard some rumors that girls are forced to do lesbian sex to fulfill their desires. I just hated the idea of getting intimate with another girl. Somehow it felt unnatural to me. Once I was feeling sick so I took leave from college and stayed back in the hostel.

My head was paining so I went to my senior’s room to get medicine. Most of the time she flunked classes and stayed in the hostel itself. I didn’t like her but I needed something soon. So I went to her room and knocked but there was no response.

I could hear heavy music being played. So I tried to open the door myself. It wasn’t locked so I went inside. The sight gave me a complete shock. Priya didi was on top of Simran didi. Both were complete nude and kissing each other passionately as they were lovers.

It was a horrible view for me. “What the fuck, can’t you fucking knock the door,” Priya didi yelled. I put my hands on my mouth and my eyes were wide open. I couldn’t utter a single word. I ran to my room and shut the door. Priya didi was like a tom-boy, 5′.8″ tall, well-toned body, short hair with a cute face.

She was a bitch like an attitude against boys. She was a regular gym-goer and basketball captain of our college. While Simran did was very pretty, 5′.5” height shoulder-length hair and fair looking and a perfect body. I hated her for her looks and surprised to see her in the act.

In the evening my roommate and my best friend Riya came to our room. I told her everything I saw. But she wasn’t shocked to hear. She instead told me to keep my mouth shut and not to tell discuss with anyone. But I was in no mood to listen to her. I went straight to Amrita mam our hostel warden.

I told her about the incident and she was horrified to hear it. She instantly summoned Priya didi and Simran didi. She scolded both of them and warned that they would be thrown out of the hostel if this behavior repeats again. I could see the anger on Priya didi’s face. But she kept quiet like she was planning for revenge in her mind.

It was the time of summer holidays when most of the girls went to their respective cities. But I and Riya stayed back for our project. One night at dinner I saw Riya chatting with Priya didi and Simran didi. It was strange that Priya didi and Simran didi also didn’t go on holiday.

After we returned to our room, “What were you talking with them Riya?” I said. “Oh nothing she was just telling me about a movie, do you want to watch,” she replied.

Me: Which movie is it? What is it about? (I thought it was porn)

Riya: Blue is the warmest color. It is about two girls ultimately falling in love with each other.

Me: No, it’s okay. I am going to sleep. (hated the plot)

But Riya insisted me to watch. “Oh, Manasi you are so boring, what’s in watching just a movie. It’s not like going to make you watch porn force you after that to do it.” (A sly smile on her face) It was too early for me to go to bed and we had nothing else to do so I agreed.

She kept the laptop on foot of the bed and we lay together with a pillow on our back. The movie started and soon I was aware it was no less than softcore porn. In the movie, a straight girl is seduced by a lesbian to perform the act and she fell in love with her.

Riya slowly started to caress my foot. The touch of her soft and cold foot was feeling very good. Then she tenderly put her right hand on my waist and rubbed on above my t-shirt. It could be due to the movie but I was excited and it also didn’t felt unnatural.

She then tried to kiss me on my lips but turned my face away. “No Riya, it’s wrong, we shouldn’t be doing all this,” I said.

Riya: It’s okay baby. You can loosen up a bit. There is no harm to a girl’s touch. It’s okay. (whispering in my ear)

She then started caressing my neck with her lips and taking my smell. It felt so smooth and good. I was enjoying the feeling. She then licked my neck with her tongue in a swift motion with her left hand on my breast pressing it from above. It wasn’t the first time for me.

I was no virgin but the softness and love I felt right now was no match to what I had experienced in my past. There was no rush and neither any roughness to it. She then came above me and started kissing me deeply darting her tongue inside my mouth sucking on my tongue.

We exchanged our saliva for a few minutes. There was a smile on her face as she could see me responding equally.

Riya: just relax baby. I will make you feel so good today.

She then opened her t-shirt in one brisk motion. Inside there was no bra and her breast jumped a bit. Her tits were firm, soft and round-shaped with brown nipples. She slowly opened my top. I felt shy looking at her.

Riya: It’s okay baby, you don’t have to feel shy. It’s okay to love girls. It’s okay to kiss a girl. (smiling seductively)

She was trying to make me feel totally natural and not let my disgust takeover. Her soft soothing words were creating magic and I was willing to try. She then went to lick my armpits and put my hands above my head. She was licking on my armpits, her soft touch of wet lips felt so great. “Mmmmm,” I responded.

She then turned me to my back and opened my bra straps. I could feel her wet mouth kissing all over my back. I was enjoying it so much.

Riya: Let’s open our pajamas.

We both did that at the same time. Riya was one step ahead she removed her panties too. I could see her pussy it was brown clean shaved. I had hairs on pussy though. I stopped shaving after I broke up with my boyfriend. Riya came to me and removed my panties herself with a smile on her face.

Riya: It’s so beautiful. I love these tiny hairs on the mound. (caressing pubic hair on her finger)
She then spat on her fingers and put 2 of them inside my pussy. I then felt her tongue on my clit fluttering it side by side.

Me: Oh, Riya this feels so good. I love it.

My boyfriend never sucked my pussy. He told me, “I don’t like the smell.” And here was a girl sucking on it hungrily without a single word.

Riya: You taste so good, Manasi. I love your smell.

She kept pleasuring me with her mouth sucking on my clit while she continued to finger fuck me. My eyes were rolling and played with my nipples myself.

Me: Riya, it feels so good. I never experienced it.

She was a pro in pussy sucking. I was in complete ecstasy. A wild sensation ran through my body. A girl really knows what feels good to a girl. All feelings of disgust were lost and the image of filth I had in my mind for lesbians was overcome by pleasure sensation.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and I heard it opened. Priya didi and Simran didi entered our room and locked the door from inside. They both carried a strap-on in their hands. I was terrified of seeing them. What was more terrifying was that they planned that Riya would seduce me.

All three were laughing at me as I laid in shame trying to cover my boobs.

Priya didi: What’s up bitch? Do you like it know? Or are you going to complain again huh? (Laughing)

Riya: It was so easy to seduce her like she was asking for this. Whore.

I felt bad that my friend was calling me a whore and she was the main culprit of this. But I didn’t know what else I could do. Yeah, shouting was one option but then it also felt good. Before I could decide Riya came on top of me and put her pussy over my mouth.

I don’t know what came over me but I started to give her few licks and her smell kept me indulged.

Riya: look at her she wants to lick a vagina now. One filthy lesbian whore. (Laughing)

Priya didi: Move aside and make her on her knees and let her demonstrate her cock sucking skills.

Both Simran and Priya didi were nude and had a strap-on tied on their waist. They all laughed at me. I stood up from the bed.

Priya didi: Get on your knees bitch.

I could feel the demand and power in her voice. I just fell on my knees. I never felt so submissive and that also for a girl.

Simran didi: Look this bitch. She is willingly submitting herself now. (hahaha)

Riya: My pussy is aching I want some cock in it.

Simran: Get on your fours bitch you will have my cock today.

Riya in no time was on her fours just beside me. On the floor and her ass was a few inches away from my face. Simran didi started fucking Riya in the doggy style.

Riya: I love it.

It made me so horny that I took Priya didi’s pink rubber cock in my hand. I started sucking on it while looking at her letting her know that I had submitted to her. She felt so powerful and happy and slapped me a couple of times in my face.

Simran was fucking Riya at quite a speed. It was so arousing seeing my best-friend being fucked beside me while I sucked a plastic cock.

Priya didi: Bitch now you are my slave. You will call me mistress from now onwards. (Slapping)

Me: Yes mistress. I am your bitch. I am your whore. Your submissive filthy lesbian whore. Now please fuck my pussy. I am dying to take your cock inside.

Priya didi: Get on your fours bitch just as your cock-whore friend.

I looked over Riya who was enjoying her every moment of her fucking. I went down and spread my pussy with my hands. Priya didi in just one hard motion plunged the cock inside me. It gave a pop sound.

Me: OMG fuck. Fuck me. Fuck your bitch hard.

Priya didi: Yeah take it, take it all inside you bitch. You like it don’t you?

Me: I love it Priya didi, just keep fucking me

Priya didi: I am not your didi. I am your mistress. Spanking my ass a few times.

She continued pounding me with a non-stop pace. Never had I felt this pleasure. My boyfriend after 2 minutes of pounding would fall asleep. It felt so good. Priya didi pulled my hair from the back and I was getting pounding of my life and I loved it.

Me: Ahhh fuck me, fuck me, don’t stop, bang my pussy.

The whole room was filled with sex noise. I saw Simran didi and Riya sitting on the bed kissing and watching me getting fucked clearly enjoying the show. I was about to cum.

Me: I am about to cum. Fuck me harder.

And then I came like never before. It was the best feeling.

Priya didi: We have turned you into our lesbian whore. You are my property from today. You are my gang’s bitch. Come and clean my cock from your pussy juices. (Laughing hahaha)

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This is a series of text messages, between my Aunt Meghna and myself, Arnav.

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Meghna: Arnav, was that on purpose?

Arnav: Hello Meghna Aunty. What was on purpose? I did not get that.

Meghna: Stop messing around now. Did you do that purposefully, or was it seriously a mistake?

Arnav: Do what Meghna Aunty?

Meghna: Ok, now do not make me angry. Did you just grab my ass at the wedding? I am pretty sure I felt your firm grip on my body.

Arnav: What nonsense! I would never do such a thing. Maybe I touched you by mistake. It was so crowded in there. You know that.

Meghna: Yes, I thought so too. But you never bothered to apologize, and also your hand was on my ass for a good 15 seconds.

Arnav: It wasn’t me Aunty. It must have been somebody else standing close to us. It could be just your feeling too. Maybe you brushed against a pillar or something.

Meghna: Well okay, I guess it was just that then. But I just wanted to tell you, I loved the way you pressed my ass cheek.

Arnav: What? What did you just say?

Meghna: Exactly what you read. I loved it when you groped my ass and continued feeling me up in front of all those people.

Arnav: Meghna Aunty, I am so sorry. I just lost my control. I did not mean to.

Meghna: Now don’t feel bad, Arnav. I don’t hate you for it.

Arnav: Please don’t tell my mother. She would be furious.

Meghna: Hahaha, why would I do that? I am a mother, too. I understand the feelings of a boy of your age.

Arnav: It was just from the heat of the moment. I had never had you this close to me before…

Meghna: And so?

Arnav: And I never knew you had such a big booty. I just wanted to know how it felt.

Meghna: And how did you find it to be?

Arnav: Firm, thick yet soft.

Meghna: Just like how you have imagined them to be?

Arnav: Come on Aunty. I have never thought about you like that before.

Meghna: Now that is a lie. I have seen you check me out, before too.

Arnav: Well, I am just sorry. But I never wanted to hurt you or touch your private parts.

Meghna: So you have learned a lesson? You won’t do it again?

Arnav: No Aunty, trust me, please. I will never do such a thing. Please forgive me

Meghna: What if I want you to?

Arnav: What?

Meghna: What if I want you to touch my ass again?

Arnav: You cannot be serious!

Meghna: I am. I don’t blame you for what happened today. It is normal, and I did dress to get all the attention.

Arnav: You knew all along that your ass was standing out? I mean, you had your pink kurta on top, but your ass still projected out from inside your black tights.

Meghna: Yes, I knew that. I had worn no panties because I wanted my ass to be ogled at.

Arnav: I can’t believe you are telling this to me, and we are having this conversation.

Meghna: When did you first notice my ass, today?

Arnav: The moment I saw you. I had your side view first when you were talking to my mother. Your ass looked bigger than ever.

Meghna: So you have checked out my ass before too.

Arnav: Honestly, yes. I always liked your bubble butt. I have imagined you working out extra hard at the gym for that.

Meghna: I have been working out really hard with the squats, for the shape I have now. I just wanted to show it off in its full glory today.

Arnav: I am glad you did that.

Meghna: Somebody has started talking.

Arnav: I don’t know, I feel this is just what you want to hear.

Meghna: Maybe. So what else had you planned to do today, if I had not left all that soon?

Arnav: Do you really want to know?

Meghna: As long as you don’t say you were planning to rip apart my tights, and leave my naked ass on display.

Arnav: Haha, no! But I did want to dry hump your ass. At least feel my dick in between your thick ass cheeks.

Meghna: Damn, that would have been interesting…

Arnav: Yeah? You really would not have minded that?

Meghna: Since we have talked so much already, I think I should tell you I might have loved that. As long as nobody noticed it.

Arnav: Well, I almost did. But Sonakshi suddenly looked at me, and there was no way I could feel her mother’s ass when she was looking.

Meghna: So what are you going to do the next time we meet? I always wish to be spanked on my butt.

Arnav: Well, since you have told, I am going to spank your butt so hard, the redness in your creamy ass cheeks would take a month to go.

Meghna sends a picture of her ass in just a red thong.

Meghna: What do you have to say about this?

Arnav: Oh fuck! I cannot believe this, I really did not expect this. Did you just take this picture now? Your ass is huge.

Meghna: I wanted to send you a picture as soon as I pulled my tights down, after the wedding. But I thought I would keep my naked butt for later. And so put on this red thong for you.

Arnav: That glorious silky red thong isn’t covering much, though.

Meghna: You have a problem with that?

Arnav: Not at all. Just that I wish you had something more loving in between your ass cheeks. Something better than a thin lace of thread.

Meghna: And what would that be?

Arnav: My tongue, maybe. For now!

Meghna: Did you just say you want to lick along my ass crack?

Arnav: I thought I said I wanted to lick your ass hole. And more.

Meghna: Arnaaavvv! You know what? Fuck you, hahaha…

Arnav: You know what Meghna Aunty, or just Meghna? Shut up and suck my dick, bitch!

Meghna: I am so fucking wet.

Arnav: Why don’t you just say, you want me in your pussy too?

Meghna: Well, if you ever get to licking my ass, isn’t it mandatory you fuck my pussy too?

Arnav: Oh is it? Is that how you been treated all these years?

Meghna: Excuse me? Do you think I am some slut?

Arnav: I didn’t say that. But next time we meet, you are my slut even if I don’t call you one.

Meghna: Mind your language mister.

Arnav: What else should I be calling you after all these hot texts? You expect me to call you ‘mom’ or ‘mummy’?

Meghna: Aaha, so you really think I want you to call me ‘mummy’ after you just grabbed my ass today?

Arnav: I don’t know. If you like me calling you ‘mummy’, I can.

Meghna: You would have grabbed me even if I was your real mummy?

Arnav: If that is the kind of ass you had, and if you chose to expose it like you did today, I certainly would have.

Meghna: Okay. So have you tried the same with your real mom too? Sujatha has a sexy ass after all.

Arnav: I have noticed.

Meghna: You are worse than I thought.

Arnav: But I like your well-toned ass more. And now I own it too.

Meghna: You really think I am going to let you have it, for real?

Arnav: Do you think I would really be waiting for your permission. I am just going to pull down your tights and eat your ass, wherever it is I see you next.

Meghna: And what do you expect me to do?

Arnav: Just bent down, and push your ass out as much as you can

Meghna: So we are seriously on, Arnav? This is forbidden and really risky.

Arnav: You should have thought about that earlier. Now all I want to tell you is that you will never miss your husband again.

Meghna: And this stays between us, right? Nobody will ever know.

Arnav: As long as you make sure I wake up to your nudes.

Meghna: You are going to get tons of them.

Arnav: I have never seen anything of your boobs ever. Not even your cleavage.

Meghna: You won’t have to complain about it for long. Next time we meet, I am going to pull my top off for you.

Arnav sends a text of his hard cock

Arnav: He says he loves you

Meghna: You are huge. Now I really wish you had it in between my ass.

Arnav: Soon, baby. Kisses on your pussy lips for now.

Meghna: Love you, honey. Tell your meaty cocky I am going to blow him nice. Let me just find a way to get to spend time with you. Maybe another function will come up soon.

To be continued.

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Note: All characters in this story are 19 or above when they participated in any sexual activity.

A man from Viswanathan’s friend circle would not recommend going over 120 kmph on even the best highways of India.

Well, a few months ago even Viswanathan himself wouldn’t have dared to go beyond 80 kmph, on any road. Today he was zipping through the light traffic on National Highway-66 at 140 kmph.

He doubted whether he ever wanted to meet any of his friends again or go back to his old life which he abandoned when he took off on his beloved blue BMW 320d three months ago but not before offering some payback to his wife who he believed to be one of those elements who have always tried to keep his balls away from him.

He had been on the road ever since, occasionally staying at cheap motels for a day or two then hitting the road again going nowhere, but only after he fucked a prostitute or two, sometimes together. Even though satisfying for his body, it did nothing for his mind. Everything felt meaningless and empty.

It started to rain. The wet road forced all vehicles to slow down. Viswanathan hit the gas harder and the speedometer went past 150. He felt his heart pounding faster as the water on the windshield kept reducing visibility. A wicked smile crept on his face.

As he zipped past one truck after another, the rain intensified. The entire cabin inside his car was filled with the sound of rain hitting the windshield.

Something about the sound made Viswanathan slow down his car. The smile faded away and his feet went off the accelerator. As the car slowed down his childhood memories rushed back to him almost as if he were on a psychedelic trip.

Viswanathan was born and raised in a small village which had ample rainfall. He enjoyed watching the rain hit the plain glass window of his house. The rain always bought cool wind along with it.

The rain would interrupt whatever outdoor games he and his friends were playing. While most of them would complain about it, Viswanathan looked forward to these rains because, during a few such showers, he got to see his neighbour Radha running to her house all wet because she forgot to carry an umbrella with her.

Radha was the first girl he ever desired for – the only one he fell in love with. Radha was two years older than him which always made her look at him like a kid brother. She was oblivious to the feelings Viswanathan, Vasu all called him, had for her.

Viswanathan stared at her with puppy eyes when she ran across with her big breasts, almost bursting out of her tight wet blouse, bouncing. Her smooth hands holding the hem of her skirt up to reveal her shiny fair legs to him.

Once Radha got to the veranda of her house, she would try to adjust her long hair raising her arms pushing out her chest thus pushing her hard nipples against the fabric of her blouse.

Then she would turn around and wash her feet by bending down. This would push out her ass. The wet skirt and blouse would highlight her curves well. From her slender waist, the skirt would go on to hug tightly to her shapely butt, sometimes invading her ass crack.

Each time he would witness such episodes, he would rush to the bathroom to take care of his hard-on. Unfortunate were the days when the bathroom used to be occupied by his elder sister who was Radha’s classmate. As a teenager, Vasu had to find ways to hide his hard-on while his sister took forever to finish her bath.

Vasu once told Radha that he loved her, long before he had his first hard-on. She merely giggled and said she only liked guys who can grow a moustache. Shortly after, he observed her blushing while talking to a much older guy- a boy who looked rich.

Vasu knew the guy was rich because most people in his village, including his family was poor and couldn’t afford clothes that looked modern nor had any of them ever worn a good shoe.

But this guy who was making Radha blush had clothes which looked Western and also a leather shoe. His name was Dayanand, people called him Anand.

Anand was from the only rich family in the village. He was the eldest male child in his family which gave him a lot of attention from his family and when you grow up hearing – “One day, this whole village will be yours, son”, you tend to believe you also own the people in it. Including the innocent girl called Radha.

It didn’t take Anand much of any effort to make Radha his own as growing up poor and being the third daughter of her poor father who was turning into an alcoholic left a deep longing in her heart for a savior who would come her way and save her from poverty.

Vasu cried because of a girl for the first time in his life after he saw, on one early morning, Radha in the cow-shed along with Anand. He used to wake up earlier than anyone in his house because he was good at academics and his teachers gave him extra homework which he used to complete by getting up very early in the morning.

He would walk around the house while brushing his teeth. As he walked near the cow-shed, he saw Anand walking out of the shed, buttoning up his shirt. Vasu heard a female voice saying bye to Anand as he sneaked away.

Vasu paced to the shed, hoping it not to be who he knew it was. He stood shocked when he saw Radha standing behind a heap of hay, her hair undone. She was buttoning up her open blouse revealing her cleavage to him. She looked up and their eyes met. Something inside Vasu broke at that moment.

Radha quickly turned around and fixed her blouse. She turned around and paced to him, looking angry. She said to him in a very irritated tone, “Are you shameless?! Why are you staring at me when I am putting on my clothes?! Do you want me to tell your mom?”

All Vasu could say in reply was, “No..what were you doing in here with Anand?”

“Anand who? If you intend to spread rumors about me, I will tell everyone that you are a pervert! Do you want that?”

Vasu didn’t reply. He blankly stared back at her.

Radha walked away believing she had scared him with her proposition. She told Anand about what happened. That incident scared her so much that she decided not to have sex with Anand again. His usual tricks such as showering her with compliments and buying her gifts didn’t seem to do any good.

Things changed for Vasu as well. He couldn’t focus on anything anymore. He felt numb. He became the skinny little kid who sulked in the corner.

A few days after the incident, Vasu was greeted by Radha while he was walking home from his school. She looked at him and smiled. He looked at her and walked past her.

Radha called out his name and asked him to stop. She said she wanted to talk to him. She took him to the cow-shed. He thought she might want to apologize for what she did but instead, what he got was the most painful experience of his life.

Anand was waiting in the shed. When Vasu walked in, Anand grabbed Vasu by his shirt collar and drove his knee into Vasu’s stomach. Vasu fell on the ground.

Vasu lied there in fetal position, his body engrossed in pain. Anand pulled Vasu by his hair and told him, “How dare you stare at my girl, you perverted little motherfucker?! Are you in love with her?”. Anand spat on Vasu’s face.

Then Anand stood up and kicked Vasu a few times. Then he said, “What do you want to do with my girl? Kiss her?” Anand held Radha, who was watching all this with fear in her eyes, by her hair. Anand kissed Radha.

“Or do you want to grope her?!”

Anand grabbed Radha’s breast and squeezed it hard. Radha appealed to Anand, “Please stop it, Anand..”

“Or do you want to fuck her?”. Anand forced Radha to bend down, even though she tried to resist, she couldn’t overpower Anand. Anand opened his pant zip.

Lying on the ground, Vasu saw the girl he loved with all his heart get pounded by another man – much stronger than himself in every way.

Vasu saw how Anand pulled Radha’s hair and started fucking her from behind. Radha’s body language changed in less than a minute. She stopped resisting him. Instead, she closed her eyes and enjoyed as her boyfriend’s hard cock stretched her pussy repeatedly.

Radha started moaning in pleasure. Her lips parted she kept saying, “Aww.. Anand..I have missed this so much”. Her breasts jiggled wildly with each stroke. Vasu kept staring at them, forgetting his physical pain, just lying there powerless.

In a few minutes, Anand came inside Radha. Letting out a loud moan, he pushed deeper into her as he filled her up. They were still for a few seconds and then, Anand pulled out his cock from his gf’s cum-dripping pussy.

Radha opened her eyes and saw Vasu staring at them. But she didn’t care anymore because Anand has proved to her with this whole show that Vasu was powerless in front of Anand. She pretended like Vasu didn’t exist. She turned around and hugged Anand. They kissed passionately.

Anand with his arm around Radha announced to Vasu, “I am the fucking king of this village. Don’t ever mess with my business again.” Saying this, he walked away along with Radha.

That whole incident made Vasu the pushover he had been for most of his life. He ended up performing very badly in school that year. His teachers suggested his parents send him to a boarding school as they believed it would bring back his focus to academics. He never told anyone what had led to his loss of focus.

On the day he was leaving for boarding school, he had an unexpected visit from Radha. He stared at her blankly. She looked around to ensure no one was looking at them. Then she said,

“Sorry about what happened. I didn’t know he was going to do all that. He is like that sometimes. But he truly loves me. Once you go to your new school, you will forget all about what happened. You will do well there and later you will go to a good college. Find a good job and then marry a nice girl. By then, I will be married to Anand. We will all be happy.”

Vasu had zoned out of that conversation by then. She left soon after saying all that, maybe because of how Vasu kept blankly staring at her.

A year later, Vasu got into a good college. On one of his visits back home, which he hated on account of all his bad memories coming back to him, he got to know from his sister that Radha was constantly getting beaten up by her father. It had become so bad that they had to take her to a hospital once. So all the neighbors interfered.

That’s when everyone got to know that the reason her father kept beating her was because she had gotten herself pregnant.

Radha ended up losing the child when the beating landed her up in the hospital. Of course, no mob was formed to get the guy responsible for getting Radha pregnant married to her because when the guys heard it was – Dayanand, people stayed away.

Most villagers had taken loans from his family and no one wanted to lose their home on account of helping a girl – who for them had suddenly changed from a poor exploited girl to a slut.

After that, Radha was sent to her aunt’s house in a different village. Radha never found a suitor for her, on account of all of them finding out about her history with Dayanand.

But all this didn’t hurt Dayanand. He got married a year after Radha was sent away. His wife was the daughter of a wealthy landlord from the next village. It was the biggest wedding the village ever saw.

When Viswanathan drove his BMW into his village, he felt like the place hadn’t changed much. The last time he had been there was about a decade ago when he, his sister and her family decided to spend one last night at their old house before selling it to Dayanand’s family.

He stopped by the village junction near the old tea shop where most of the villagers hung out during their free time. Everyone kept staring at his car, which they knew would be expensive because it was the most modern car they had ever seen in their village.

Viswanathan seemed like a foreigner to them because of his western clothing. He had an expensive shirt and trouser. His Rolex shined well enough to grab everyone’s attention. He asked the shop owner for a tea, speaking fluently in the local language and accent.

The shop owner asked him, “Where are you from? Haven’t seen you in these parts before.”

“I am from the city. My relatives used to live here. I am planning to buy some property here. So I am just looking around.”

One of the spectators of this conversation was Dayanand’s worker- Ramu. Ramu thought of this as a good opportunity to shine in front of his boss. So, he introduced himself to Viswanathan and told him that if he wanted to buy land, it was his boss Dayanand he should talk to.

Ramu ended up taking Viswanathan to meet Dayanand at his old but palatial home.

Ramu introduced Viswanathan to Dayanand, “Sir, this is Viswanathan sir. He is a very big businessman from the city. He is looking to buy some property in our village to build a vacation home.”

And so, Ramu went on talking for Viswanathan. While Dayanand smiled wickedly thinking, “What a fool this city guy must be to come to this worthless shit hole to buy a property. I am going to take a lot of money from him.”

Viswanathan had a smile on his face too. He was plotting his revenge. That’s when he saw a girl, around nineteen, stare at him from behind the curtains. He wouldn’t have seen her if not for her ample breasts which the curtain couldn’t cover.

The moment she realized Viswanathan had spotted her, she looked at him smiling shyly and then ran away when he smiled back. Viswanathan knew now the best revenge he could take.

Viswanathan said, “I would love to stay in the village for a few days to look around and see if there are any properties to my liking.”

Dayanand played into his trap when he said, “Oh, it would be a pleasure if you stayed with us at our home. As you can see we have a lot of room.”

That night he was invited for dinner with Dayanand’s family. Dayanand had only two other members in his family – a wife and a daughter. Throughout the dinner, his daughter kept glancing at Viswanathan. Whenever he would catch her staring, he would smile back. She would blush and look away.

Her mom said, “She is studying for her entrance exams to get into college. God knows whether she will get it at least this time.”

Her mom’s snide comments made Tanisha, Dayanand’s daughter sad.

Viswanathan saw this as an opportunity, “Oh don’t worry, you will do good. You know what, I was great at academics. Maybe I could help you with some tips and tricks for the exam.”

Dayanand said, “Oh we shouldn’t bother you.”

“Oh it’s ok, in fact, I like teaching. I wanted to become a teacher when I was a kid but anyway destiny had other plans. Helping Tanisha would make me happy.”

Tanisha looked down and smiled shyly.

After dinner, Viswanathan and Tanisha sat in the living room with a few heavy books between them. Viswanathan started talking to her about Math tricks which soon bored Dayanand and his wife. They went to their bedroom to watch TV. This was the opportunity Viswanathan was waiting for.

While talking to Tanisha, he moved closer and placed a hand on her thigh. Her body stiffened. He said, “You know what is one of the most important skills required to tackle exams?”

She looked up at him doe-eyed.

He said, “Confidence.. Are you confident?”

She replied hesitated, “I don’t know..”

“How about life in general, do you feel confident?”

“Not much, I suppose.”

He moved his hand further up. Sweat beads started forming on her face.

“I could help you with that but it is a secret technique which I don’t share easily. Do you want it?”

She nodded. She was wearing a black top and a green track-pant. Her long straight hair was tied into a bun.

His hand moved up to her crouch and rested on it, feeling its heat radiate onto his palm. She sighed lightly.

She said, “Please..no.. my parents are here.”

He took his hand away. She breathed a sigh of relief. But what followed was unexpected for her. He was sitting on a chair and she was sitting on the couch. He got up and sat next to her. It surprised her.

He grabbed her milky smooth hand and kissed it. Then he kissed further up her arm. Finally, he kissed her neck. He had put his arm around her. When he kissed her neck, he put his hand on her navel over her top and inserted his finger into the cavity. Then, slowly he moved his hand up to touch her breast.

Tanisha held his hand, breathing heavily and said, “Please stop.”

“Why?”

She stared at him and then at the ground while taking deep breaths.

“Alright. I won’t touch you if you don’t like it. I am sorry, I thought you liked me. I think I should go.”

He got up to leave.

“No, it is not like that..” she said.

“What is it..tell me.”

“I don’t know..”

He looked down at Tanisha and held up her chin so that she looked into his eyes.

“I have never seen such big beautiful eyes. You have such a pretty face.” He touched her wide lips, “How can I resist myself from kissing you?”

He leaned down but didn’t kiss her. Instead, he turned her face to whisper into her ears, “Tonight, don’t lock the doors.” Saying this, he walked away.

After midnight, he sneaked into Tanisha’s room. She lay on her bed, pretending to be asleep. The lights were turned off. He saw that as a perfect opportunity.

Viswanathan locked the doors. He removed his clothes and placed them on the table. Then he sneaked into the sheets with Tanisha. She was lying on her side with her back to Viswanathan. The bedsheet rose like a small hill around her hips. Her butt was very fleshy.

Tanisha was a sex bomb which any guy would lust for. Viswanathan touched her ass with his hard member under the sheet only to realize she was lying naked. The moment the hard cock touched her ass, she stiffened and started breathing heavily.

He reached over and grabbed her. He was hungry for her. He kissed her madly and she reciprocated by putting her tongue into his mouth. He said, “Turn on the lights, I want to see your body.”

“What if my parents see the lights?”

“I don’t care, I need the light.”

“Ok..” she got up and turned on the light. Her back was to Viswanathan. Her long black hair almost reached her waist. Her ass was so juicy Viswanathan had a tough time trying not to spank them then. She slowly turned around covering her breast with one hand and her pussy with the other.

He smiled and asked, “Are you shy?”

She nodded yes while looking down at the floor.

“Looks like I will have to teach you my secret technique for confidence.”

He got up and stood close to her. Her gaze fixated on his hard cock. He held her gently and made her sit on the bed. Then he moved her hand away from her breast. She had big nipples which were dark, hard and pointy.

He licked the outer portion of one nipple. She started moaning. He dedicatedly licked each nipple, biting on one while pinching the other. She removed her hand from her pussy. He saw that her pussy was leaking and the fluids glistened on her pubic hair.

They kissed again passionately. Suddenly, he squeezed her breast hard.

“Agh..! Please be gentle.”

“Get on the bed, on your knees and elbows..”

She got on the bed. She arched her back and stuck out her ass. He climbed on and got behind her.

He placed his cock at the opening of her pussy. He remembered the day Anand asserted his dominance by fucking his crush Radha while he watched. He remembered every detail. Viswanathan was going to do the same.

He yanked on Tanisha’s hair. She screamed. Simultaneously, he thrust his hard cock into her pussy. She screamed again. He didn’t care. He started ramming her mercilessly. She kept moaning out of both pain and pleasure. The whole bed rocked back and forth.

He pulled her up and rammed into her harder. Her breasts jiggled up and down. With his one hand, he held her by the neck and with the other, he spanked her round ass.

“Agh..”

He spanked her again, harder and asked, “Did you like it, baby?”

SPANK! “Yes!”
SPANK! “You like being punished?”
SPANK! “Aagh..yes!”
SPANK! “You are daddy’s naughty girl, aren’t you?”
SPANK! “Aaggh..”
SPANK! “Answer me!”
SPANK! SPANK! “Yes!”
SPANK! “Yes, what!”
SPANK! “Aagh! Yes, daddy!”
SPANK! “Louder!”
SPANK! “Yes, daddy!!!”

Viswanathan felt Tanisha’s pussy holding onto his cock like a vice. He was nearing his orgasm too.

SPANK! “Again!”
“Yes, daddy!!!”

He came inside her pussy and he felt her thundering orgasm too. They both moaned and collapsed on the bed, his cock still lodged in her pussy. He stayed there. His phone camera which he had hidden between his clothes when he walked into the room recorded everything.

Later that night, after he returned to his room and played back the whole video, he smiled wickedly knowing how much fun it would be to make Anand watch Viswanathan fuck someone Anand loves.

Besides, that was just the beginning of the REVENGE.

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