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My earliest memories go back to when I was 4 or maybe 5 years old. Nimki di was a few months older than me. We were very close family friends, and family visits and sleepovers were an annual ritual.

On such occasions, Nimki di and I would invariably sleep in the same bed, and that’s when it all began. When it was clear that our parents had slept, Nimki di’s hand would slowly make its way under my cover and inside my shorts. Her soft touch on my kiddy cock was such a sweet feeling, for which I had no words.

Nimki di would grab my hand and shove it inside her panties. I was a drufus and didn’t know what to do except care for her between the legs. Then she would take one finger and rub it between the crack of her pussy lips.

I was getting the picture that this is what was expected of me. Truth be told, even caressing her pussy also gave me immense pleasure. Somewhere at the back of my mind, we both knew this was forbidden. That’s what made it even more awesome.

Then we grew up, and our families drifted apart. Nimki di’s dad moved to another city, but we were always in touch. Then came the summer of 1985. I was back home on a month-long summer vacation. It so happened that aunty called.

When she knew that I was home, she told my mom to send me to their place for a week. Soon, I was on my way to their place. I’ll be honest, when I was on the bus, my thoughts always went back to those childhood days.

Though those memories were vivid in my mind, I was sure that Nimki di would have grown out of those kiddy shenanigans. Boy! Was I wrong? I came to know soon enough. When I reached their house, aunty greeted me very warmly. Uncle was in the office, obviously.

Nimki di was out gallivanting with her friends from the neighbourhood. She trooped in around lunchtime and screeched when she saw me. Hugged me tight with her arms, grabbing my bum and pulling me into her. I could feel her generous boobs getting crushed against my chest.

But Nimki di was lost in the moment. Nothing much happened that day except a lot of chitchat. Nimki di updated me on all her friends from the neighbourhood – who’s dating whom, who’s still a virgin, who is desperate for sex, so on and so forth.

I was getting the feeling that she was still the same, yet I was afraid to make the first move. First day went off pretty uneventfully as I was tired from the long bus journey. Fun began the next day.

Nimki di asked me – Have you seen Satyam Shivam Sundaram?

Me – Nope, I’ve heard it’s a pretty adult movie with lots of hot scenes.

Nimki whispers in my ear – Let’s get the DVD from the library and watch it on my laptop.

The plan was smoothly executed, and we smuggled the DVD in and started watching. We were sitting on her bed with the laptop on the bedside stand. We were sticking to each other from toes to hips. The air was steaming up in the room.

Fortunately, Aunty was out visiting her friend in the neighbourhood. It was the 2 of us and the maid in the kitchen. We couldn’t shut the bedroom door, or the maid would have become suspicious. Soon, the scenes started heating up with Zeenat Aman, which is what Zeenat does best.

Slowly, Nimki placed her palm on my right thigh, but I stiffened up and kept quiet. As the movie progressed, she started stroking my thigh. My breath got stuck in my throat; I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to do a lot of things, but was afraid to spoil the magic of the moment.

Nimki was wearing a kurti and leggings, and her thigh was barely inches from my right hand. Soon, Nimki made the next move; keeping her eyes glued to the screen, she lightly picked up my right hand and placed it on her left thigh. Her thigh felt like a marble pillar.

This time I went ahead, stroking her thigh, and soon moved to her inner thigh. Inner thigh was even softer, and my hand, as if it had a life of its own, roamed all over her thigh, inching slowly upwards towards her crotch. Nimki’s breathing became heavy, and I had stopped breathing.

Then she did something crazy – called the maid for 2 cups of coffee. I was surprised by this move. We removed our hands and sat decently watching the movie, and soon the maid came with the coffee and saw 2 very decent kids watching the movie.

Nimki – This was necessary for allaying the suspicion of the maid since Mom is not at home.

I must admire her smartness. And we went back to our caressing. But this time we knew that there was no fear of the maid, so we were even more comfortable. Nimki hugged me from my waist with her left hand and put her right hand on my right thigh.

In doing so, she almost half turned towards me. I took the clue and did the same. I hugged her waist with my right hand and put my left hand on her left thigh.

God knows what happened to the coffee. I was getting hard slowly, and Nimki’s right hand was delicately touching it. Meanwhile, my left hand had also moved up and touched her crotch. It looked like her crotch was on fire.

She further spread her legs, giving me easier access to her pussy. Now she was openly caressing my cock from over the boxer shorts. If I had not worn my chuds, my cock would have peeped out.

Nimki knew my condition. She rolled down her leggings and shoved her hand in my shorts. She started squeezing my bare cock inside the shorts while my hand went inside her panties. Her trimmed pussy was sopping wet.

She whispered in my ear – Do you remember what we used to do as kids.

I needed no further invitation – I shoved my middle finger in her wet pussy.

As luck would have it, Aunty entered the house, and before she could reach Nimki’s room, we were all back to normal.

There’s a lot more that happened in those days. If I get some positive response from you guys, I’ll come back to you with what happened the next day.

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This is the third part of the story. You can read the earlier parts to know more.

Lavanya and I actually kept things going almost a year after that whole wedding encounter. It wasn’t anything super consistent, mostly just random check-ins on WhatsApp or Snap. We sometimes did the whole phone call to know how things are going.

It had been forever, but I finally touched down in Bangalore. The timing was a total fluke. My manager actually cleared some leave right as my boy’s birthday bash was kicking off. I really just needed a break, and this was finally it.

Lavanya went totally crazy when I told her I was coming. I actually had to pull the phone back because she was screaming so loud—she was just way too excited that I was back in town.

I told Lavanya the news over the phone. The way she reacted as if someone was using a vibrator on her pussy. Honestly, she was on Cloud 9. She was absolutely thrilled the second she heard I was coming.

The day finally came, and when I landed in Bangalore, it was dark. When the signals got backed up, I received a text, “I’m here, let’s get on the road.” I carried my bags to the car she was driving and got them situated. As I got near the passenger seat, I looked over and saw her.

She was wearing a long white skirt and a tight black t-shirt. Her boobs popped like an airbag, and her lips were painted with purple wet gloss. I felt my cock twitch as I put my belt on. She had perfume on that wasn’t overpowering but intoxicating in the way that drew out my lust.

We started down the road, and she put her hand out. I went to hold it, and she grabbed my hand, putting it on the inside of her thigh. She turned and smiled at me, saying, “Let’s start this out right. I’ve been wet since I showered, and I need you to help me while I drive.”

I moved a bit in my seat and slid my hand up her leg. Net underwear. She was so wet already. I just started moving my fingers, doing what I could since there wasn’t really any space there. It was tight, but I kept going anyway. Quickly, my fingers were warm. Wet with the liquid between her thighs.

She let out this sharp, gasping moan the second my middle finger entered her. I moved slowly, deliberately teasing her, edging her over the next 45 minutes. Enjoying her sighs and watching her struggle to pay attention to driving.

Suddenly, her hands gripped the wheel tight, and I felt her clench my index and middle fingers as she screamed, “Fuck, fuck yes.” My hand was instantly wet, and I saw the look on her face from the release.

I pulled my hand back and tasted her, asking, “How much further? I need more, and there isn’t room in this car to do the things I have planned for you.” She smiled and bit her lip, responding, “We have a lot of time, don’t get too impatient in a teasing voice.”

Lavanya had the room booked already. She’s still at home with her parents, so this was basically the only spot where we could actually be alone. It felt amazing just walking in. The lights were low, and you could really smell the candles.

It was just so quiet in there. Honestly, just being alone with her like that after that wedding was jolly. I walked in and said, “Babe, I need a cigarette so bad.” Didn’t even care where my bag landed. I just shoved it toward the closet and headed straight for the balcony.

But then I caught sight of the TV stand and stopped. “Hold on, is that a bottle of wine?” I nodded at the table. “Tell me you bought that for us!”

She just gave me this look. You know, the one that says everything without her even opening her mouth. Then she leans in and just kind of whispers, “Look, I already told you. We aren’t going anywhere tonight.” Half inside and half outside, I’m out on the balcony simply staring.

On her phone with her parents, Lavanya weaves this narrative about a late client meeting, letting them know she would be staying over at a buddy’s home this evening. She sounds so calm, you wouldn’t notice, but it’s a total falsehood.

Standing in front of the mirror with her long black hair cascading over her shoulders in erratic waves, she murmured gently. Her warm skin’s every curve and inch was perfectly highlighted by the light. Like a youngster caught sneaking on something prohibited, I just watched immobile.

My thoughts went blank, empty. All that mattered was just her being there. I didn’t even wait. From the balcony, I straight walked and came up right behind her. Said not a syllable. I just let my left hand rest on her shoulder, then leaned in close, right behind her ear.

For a brief moment, I stood there, softly breathing against her skin and letting the quiet talk. A soft moan of “Ahhh” escaped from her lips. I watched in the mirror as she pressed her rosy lips and tried to control herself with her closed eyes. I was enthralled with watching her.

Still talking, I moved up behind her and merely parted her hair to begin kissing her neck. While my hand began sliding downward to the curves of her lower back, my tongue was following her skin. Her body tensed under the touch, and a unique tension was building within her that was difficult to control.

Seeing her handling this struggle so calmly. I got a little more excited, so I bit her traps lightly. At the same time, I pressed her thighs over her skirt, which she was not expecting at all, and a sharp sound came out of her mouth, “This is not the right time.”

She was again controlling her composure so that the person with whom she was talking on the phone did not hear any sound. At last, she turned off the phone. Then, zero. She just stood there, staring at me through the glass with this look—like she was attempting to read my thoughts.

Her eyes became exceedingly narrow and sharp. It was something far more intense than merely “desire.”

“You know,” she stated, her voice almost like a gasp against the glass. “You really should be cautious about what I’m telling individuals. Particularly my parents.”

I didn’t even allow her to speak. I just grabbed her waist and spun her to face me. “Look, I don’t care about the phone right now,” I said, my voice relatively quiet. ‘I’m actually just here for you; I didn’t travel all this way for anything else.

I pushed her gently against the cold mirror. She stayed right there, breath hitching, not running or resisting. I moved closer, lips brushing her earlobe, catching it between my teeth just enough to send a tremor through her. Her eyes slipped closed.

She tipped her head back, pressing into the glass, and let out a long, unsteady breath, totally swept away. My tongue followed the warm line of her skin as I stopped, moving from her earlobes down to her collarbone. Lowering my right hand, I drifted over the gentle curve of her tummy and below her skirt.

The heat was instantaneous. Feeling the fabric against her, I moved my palm back and forth over her pussy, pressing it flat. She let out a low, quivering moan as I started to massage her hips against my hand. I just kept a steady, rhythmic pressure till she gasped.

I did not expedite it. Then I reached more, my middle finger locating her clit. Watching her face as she completely lost herself in the sensation, I moved it over her gently, circling and then gliding vertically between the lips.

Just as she was starting to lose herself, I pulled back somewhat. My voice subdued and steady, I leaned in and whispered straight into her ear. “Wait. We have all night. Why rush?”

My hand still on her hip, I moved just far enough to look her in the eyes. First, let’s get some of that wine, I joked, glancing at her with a modest, knowing smile. I prefer to move slowly with you. The room now felt quieter, illuminated only by the faint glow of the candles as we moved over to the couch.

As Lavanya stretched for the wine, she began humming a low, constant melody. She poured a glass for me, then one for herself, with something natural about her motions.

She gave me the glass; our hands brushed for a second longer than was needed. We sipped slowly after tapping them against one another, a gentle ringing in the quiet chamber. I was too absorbed observing her to even glance at my wine.

In this light, she appeared completely different. The strain from the phone conversation vanished; rather, her face had an amazing calm appearance. Watching her like that—relaxed, at ease, and stunning—the moment seemed even more powerful than before.

As she began to open up, we settled back, and the wine warmed us. She said how insane work had been recently. The never-ending deadlines, the back-to-back client meetings, and the sensation that she had not a single moment to herself.

Avoid sitting at a distance. Come here, I said, reaching out to grasp her waist and softly dragging her into my lap. She only needed to disappear for a time following her arduous day. She immediately curled up, nuzzling her face into the crook of my neck, her weary, fractured sigh seeming to carry all her tension.

“I know,” I said softly, one hand behind her neck, while my other hand slowly went up and down her legs. Those people at your job are assholes. I felt the tension in her muscles, that clenched, restless rage. I had to distract her thoughts from it.

I began kissing her nape and forehead, my hand brushing her hair. You know you’re doing great, correct? Finally resting my hand gently over her pussy, I followed the curve of her back and hips. I admire you for your efforts. Those guys are losers; your time is not theirs.

I kept my hand there, feeling her heat through the fabric. Do you want me to assist you in finding something else? After a few seconds, I whispered into her ear. Just a small pressure indicated exactly; she nodded up at me.

Her eyes were still a bit red from her earlier talk, which made me want to hug her even more closely. Only rest your head on me. Let me look after you. As I went for the zip of her skirt, I kept kissing her neck. I stopped to admire her legs once it was unlocked.

She complied, then I murmured, That’s my good girl; she spread her legs a little for me. Her inner thigh’s soft skin and the rim of her panties were being traced with my fingers. I raised her head to give her a long, deep kiss.  Simultaneously, I slipped my hand under her panties.

Slow, consistent circles from my thumb found her clit. I led her lips back toward mine as she tried to pull back to regain her breath. No, come back. I’m not finished kissing you. I leaned more against her clit; her breathing grew heavier through her nose as we kissed.

I stopped briefly as she began moving to discover a better angle.

“Turn around. Straddle my lap,” I told her, kissing her neck.

Like this? she inquired, her arms wrapped around my neck, and her legs swung around so she was seated across my hips.

Yes… Exactly like that. You are simpler to touch this way. As I gently slid two fingers inside her, I kept one hand on her clitoris. She moaned long.

You are already quite wet. You are doing excellent work, I murmured. Relax and close your eyes. She lay her head on my neck, her groans stifled against my skin. She closed her legs around my waist tightly. It only drove her wet, eager pussy harder against my palm.

“Feels good, right?”

“Mmh… y-yes,” she whimpered.

I kept the pace steady, watching her body react. “Does my girl feel all warm and cosy now?”

“Fuck… yes…”

I bit her neck gently, my lips moving up to her ear. “You can hug me as hard as you want. Just tell me when you’re getting close.”

That seemed to trigger something. Her movements got more frantic. “I’m getting… I’m getting close!”

“Good girl. Let me know before you reach the edge.” I didn’t change my rhythm at all.

“Oh my god… I think I’m cumming!” Her body went rigid, but I suddenly stopped my hand.

“Wait. Not yet,” I teased, whispering it right into her ear.

“W-what?” She looked at me, completely betrayed and wide-eyed. I started again immediately, and the look on her face melted back into pure pleasure.

“I just love seeing you like this,” I said, kissing her again. “I don’t want it to be over yet.”

“It feels so good… please, just let me!” she pleaded.

“Soon, greedy girl. Just a little more.” I built her back up, my fingers moving faster until she was shaking again.

“Fuck… I’m cumming!” Again, I stopped, giving her a playful spank on her butt.

“No. Not yet. I’m having too much fun.”

She started to whine, kicking her legs slightly in frustration. “Please… you’re so mean!”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little. “You’re so cute when you’re frustrated.”

I started again, and this time I didn’t hold back. Within seconds, her whole body was vibrating.

“Okay… you’ve been such a good girl. Cum for me now. Do it.”

Her moans broke loud and sharp. “Fuck… fuck… FUCK!”

The edging had made her so sensitive that the orgasm hit her twice as hard. She shook in my arms, her voice rising as she finally let go. “OH MY GOD! I’M CUMMING!”

She was like a ragdoll when she at last sagged against me. All of her job-related fury and tension had vanished. I held her there for a few more minutes, monitoring her heart rate, which was gradually lowering.

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I’m Arjun, a yoga teacher in Hyderabad. I am an enthusiastic learner of ancient Indian tantra, mixed with Osho’s bold teachings. For me, sexual energy is not just quick release; it is a divine force.

When we slow it, breathe into it, and guide it upward into the body, sambhog becomes pure ecstasy, and that ecstasy opens the door to samadhi. Pleasure is not the end; it is the path to silence and light.

Priya is a student and a friend of mine who learns yoga from me. She’s not married, in her early thirties, tall with long black hair and gentle. She really likes doing yoga. But she is curious about her body’s hidden power.

We discussed yoga mostly, but somewhere this sambhog to samadhi concept got into our conversations. She felt enthusiastic, and it started from then. We set a private session for one Saturday evening at my quiet flat. I welcomed her inside and closed the door. And turned the lights down low.

I already kept a small dia burning on the side table and warmed some sesame oil in a bowl. Soft flute music is playing in the background. The whole room felt warm, private, and safe. We both sat down on the mattress, which was laid on the bedroom floor, legs crossed, facing each other closely.

I looked into her eyes. “Tonight is for you, Priya. We follow the ancient Indian tantra path and Osho’s truth. Your sexual energy is divine shakti. We won’t rush or waste it in a fast climax. We breathe it, hold it, guide it upward through the spine. Pleasure will grow bigger, deeper, endless. And at the peak, it becomes samadhi, pure silence and light.”

Her eyes sparkled with excitement. I smiled gently. “We go slow. Nothing forced. Just feel and trust.”

I asked her to close her eyes first. Try to breathe deeply from the belly. Inhale with the nose, exhale through the mouth. Ten minutes like that. Her chest rose and fell, breasts pressing against her kurta. When she opened her eyes, heat was already building, lips parted, breath quicker.

“Undress slowly,” I whispered. She stood up, fingers undoing her dupatta, then the kurta buttons one by one. The fabric slipped off, revealing her bra, black lace, holding her full breasts. She unhooked it, letting them free—nipples dark and already perked up in the warm air.

Pants next, sliding down long legs, panties last—wet spot visible in the centre. She sat back naked, body glowing in the daylight, pussy lips slightly swollen.

Now I undressed slowly too—kurta off, showing my chest, Pants down, cock half-hard already.

I poured warm sesame oil into her palms. “Massage yourself first—slow, sensual.” She started on her neck, hands gliding down to her breasts, cupping them full, pinching nipples lightly till she moaned softly. Oil made them shine slick.

Down to belly, thighs—fingers brushing close to pussy but not touching, teasing herself. Her breath hitched, legs parting a little. I joined with oiled hands. Palms on her shoulders first, slow circles down her back. She leaned into me, hair touching my chest.

I massaged her ass cheeks, firm, thumbs dipped into the crack, gently spreading her open a bit. She shivered, pussy glistening more.

Priya lay back on the mattress, legs open wide. I kneeled between them and kissed her neck slowly. Moved to breasts, tongue circling one nipple, sucking hard while pinching the other. Priya arched high, moaning louder, hands pulling my head closer. “Arjun… yes…”

Mouth trailed lower—tongue dipping in belly button, then hips, biting softly. Finally reached her pussy. Scent intoxicating, wet lips parted. I blew hot breath first, making her squirm. Then, the flat tongue licked up the slit slowly, tasting her sweetness.

Circles on clit, gentle, sucking it lightly. Priya gasped sharply, hips bucking up. “Oh god… deeper…”

I slid one finger inside slow, hot, tight walls, gripping. Curled to find her spot, rubbing while her tongue flicked clit faster. “Breathe deep into the pleasure,” I whispered against her skin. She inhaled long, body trembling.

Pleasure spread—wave after wave rolling from pussy to whole body. No quick cum—just endless warmth building.

Priya’s first big wave hit—pussy clenched around my finger, juices flowing wet. She cried out softly, tears of joy, body shaking like a leaf. “It’s spreading… everywhere… no end.”

Priya sat up hungry and pushed me back. Her turn. She took my cock in her oiled hand—stroked slowly from base to head, thumb rubbing the tip. Then mouth—lips wrapped around head, tongue swirling, sucking gently. I groaned deep, hips lifting slightly. “Priya… so good…”

She took me deeper, throat relaxing, bobbing slow. Hand cupped my balls, massaging lightly. Pleasure built fast, but I held—breathed loud, squeezed base to keep seed inside. “Don’t stop… but slow.”

Long minutes of her sucking, licking—tongue tracing veins, lips tight. I pulled her up before the edge. Now I moved over to her missionary. I rubbed my cock head up and down her wet slit, coating myself in her juices.

Teased clit with tip till she begged, “Please… fuck me…” I pushed in slowly, one inch at a time, feeling her pussy stretch around me. Hot, tight, wet heaven. Fully deep, we both moaned loudly.

Stayed still first, cock throbbing inside her. Eyes locked, breaths mixing. Then tiny rocks—sliding half out, back in deep. No fast pounding. Her pussy gripped like a velvet glove, juices dripping down my balls.

“Feel the fire low in the belly,” I guided. “Exhale, squeeze mula bandha—pelvic floor, gently pull heat upward spine.” We did it together. Priya felt warmth rise first. “It’s climbing… to my heart… opening everything.” I felt a cool tingle race up my back. “Yes… energy moving.”

The slow rhythm went on endlessly. Sweat slick between bodies. Priya’s breasts bounced softly with each gentle push. My balls slapped wet against her ass. Pleasure built huge, steady, no end in sight.

Priya came again—deeper than before. Pussy clenched long waves around my cock, milking me. Juices flooded hot. She cried out, nails raking my back, tears streaming. “Waves… rolling forever… ecstasy!”

I stayed buried, breathing hard, bandha firm—not spilling yet. Held her through it, kissing tears.

When waves slowed, Priya’s eyes burned with new desire. “Now your turn—the prostate secret.”

In ancient tantra, the prostate is man’s inner chakra—the direct upward door for shakti. I lay on my back, knees bent wide open. Priya stood, strapped on the black silicone dildo I kept ready, curved for the spot, six inches thick. Harness tight around hips, dildo jutting proud. She looked powerful, shakti incarnate.

Oiled it heavily, then me. Tip pressed my ass—slow push. I breathed deep, relaxed, and ring. Inch by inch filled me, pressure building. “Ahh… yes…” Hit prostate perfectly—cool zap shot up spine immediately.

She rocked tiny, barely moving. Clear fluid poured from my cock tip—thick stream, then spurts with each nudge. Mattress soaked. “Let it clean,” I groaned. Pleasure hit like thunder inside. “Deeper… god, Priya…”

She kept steady, slow thrusts, hand stroking my cock lightly. More fluid gushed, but I breathed loudly, bandha squeeze strong. Flow slowed. Suddenly, a massive wave—body convulsed, cock jumped hard and dry. “Fuck… whole body on fire!”

Ecstasy exploded—legs quaked, arms buzzed electric, head spun white. Wave after wave without cum, pure bliss every cell. Tears streamed down my face. Priya kept thrusting soft eyes locked on my pleasure. We trembled together long, energy looping between us.

Then she pulled out a slow, unstrapped dildo. Climbed on top, cowgirl. Rubbed dripping pussy along my shaft first, coating me more. Lowered slow—hot wet slide taking me fully deep. Juices ran down balls, mixing everything.

She rode gently in small circles, grinding clit hard on the base. Breasts swayed heavily, nipples begging. I cupped them, pinched light, thumbs rubbing. Prostate still alive from strap-on, every downward push felt double—cock pleasure plus inner buzz.

Priya leaned forward—breasts pressed my chest, nipples dragging skin hot. We kissed deeply, tongues hungry and wet, breaths mixing desperately.

“Breathe together strong,” I guided between kisses. “Pull energy up every exhale—bandhas firm.” Cool-warm fire climbed fast—spine burning sweet base to crown.

Priya’s moans turned primal and loud. Pussy tightened the vice. She came huge—whole body shaking on me, walls pulsing long, strong, juices flooding warm. Cried my name wild, nails deep, shoulders, tears of joy.

Seconds later—dry explosions rolling strongest. Energy shot straight up the spine to the head. “Light… pure white divine light!” Cock throbbed wild inside without spilling seed, bliss exploding every cell—toes curled, fingers buzzed, scalp opened flower.

We shook together endless minutes—moans blending into one roar, tears mixing cheeks, soft laughs pure joy bubbling.

Then samadhi descended, gentle minds completely quiet. Thoughts vanished. Only vast white peace, boundless love, divine silence. Bodies still joined deep, hearts beating the same slow rhythm, breath one flow.

Time stopped. We floated sacred space long—pure being, no separation, shakti shiva united. When silence lifted slowly, Priya collapsed softly on chest, breathing heavy in wonder. I held her tight, arms strong, bodies glowing with golden sweat.

Long quiet. Then Priya whispered against skin, “That was god… real god.” My voice thick with emotion, “Sambhog turned into samadhi… exactly the truth.”

We rested, joined long time, dia burning low, flute music soft. When separated gently, her body loosened and shining, she sat up slowly. Eyes sparkled wet. Looked reborn.

She hugged me deeply, saying, ” Thank you. Dressed slowly, movements dream-like. Left my home walking light, floating.

One single session changed everything for her. Ancient tantra and Osho’s vision alive—raw erotic fire transformed highest ecstatic bliss, finally silent divine samadhi.

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After the threesome with Rhea, Arjun and Sarika were living life to the fullest. They had relentless sex, fulfilling every dark desire without giving a fuck about anyone whatsoever.

Although Sarika always wanted to explore a threesome with two men, wanting power and control over them, she was not sure of how Arjun would react.

Everything changed one day as they sat on their couch, drinking wine. Arjun casually mentioned, “You know, I did a foolish thing today.”

Sarika raised an eyebrow, circling her drink in her glass. “Define stupid.”

“I was with Aryan – drinks after work. One too many whiskeys, and… I let it slip.” He locked eyes with her, a hint of awkwardness in them. “About us. How it began. You. Me. The first time.”

Sarika froze for a moment before a slow smile crept up her lips – not angry, not surprised, but curious. “You told your best friend you fucked your stepmom?”

“Former stepmom,” he corrected obligingly, though he winced. “Yeah. Pretty much. The whole story. I couldn’t help but indulge him. He kept asking me why I’m always so… satisfied.”

She smiled gently, putting her drink aside. “And what did Aryan have to say?”

He was quiet at first. Then he went on. “He said, ‘Bro, Sarika’s always been outrageously hot. I mean, moronically out of your league. You’re the luckiest piece of crap in the world.’ He then kept staring at his phone like he was imagining you.”

Sarika bit her lip as a dark desire stirred inside her. She moved over, straddling him, her robe opening just enough to reveal her cleavage. “He thinks I’m hot?”

“Thinks?” Arjun sneered, planting his hands on her hips. “He’s probably jerked off over the idea of you. The guy’s had a crush on you since college.”

She leaned in, whispering against his ear devilishly. “You know what I’ve never done?” she continued. “Been with two men at once.”

He hadn’t seen this coming, but he trusted and loved her enough to let her explore her desires, just as they had explored his.

“Sarika…” he tried to speak, but she cut him off.

“I’m serious,” she said, pulling back just enough to look him straight in the eye, her own intense and dark with desire. “I want it. I want you both. I want to feel both of you on me, two sets of mouths and hands. I want you to watch me take him, and then I want to take you… BOTH.” She winked.

His breath escaped him for a second. “You’re sure that’s what you want?” he asked.

She rolled her hips on him, feeling him grow hard. “I have never been more sure,” she went on. “I want to feel completely and utterly overwhelmed with pleasure and desire, wanted by two men who desire nothing in this world more than me.”

Arjun finally spoke, his hands caressing her ass. “He’s going to lose his shit when I tell him this.”

With her lips tracing a path down his jaw, she said, “Don’t tell him… just invite him over. I want him to come in and find me like this.” She opened her robe, revealing her naked body – her breasts full, her nipples erect. “Let him see what he’s always been dreaming of,” she chuckled. “And then let me take over you guys.”

She grabbed his phone from the table and gave it to him. “Text him. Tell him to come over ASAP. You have to talk about something important in person.”

He texted Aryan.

When Aryan arrived, Sarika went to answer the door, leaving her robe untied and leaving very little to the imagination. Aryan just stood there in awe for a few seconds, unable to believe what he was seeing – the open robe, the sultry vibe in the way she stood, the way she looked at him like a hungry tigress.

“Hi, Aryan. Come on in,” she said.

He couldn’t come up with anything to say. He just walked past her over to Arjun. “What’s happening?” he asked.

She slid her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Naked, she was a sight to behold. “I’ve never had two men at once,” she said, moving towards him. “But I won’t deny I’ve thought of it, especially after Arjun told me what you said.”

Aryan’s eyes roamed over her, trying to take in everything on display. She went to Aryan, her fingers moving up his chest seductively and beginning to unbutton his shirt. “I want you both to touch me. I want to feel wanted by two men who know how lucky they are to have me,” she said.

Arjun moved behind her, his hands moving up her waist as he kissed her neck. “She gets what she wants. ALWAYS,” he whispered into her skin, biting her and making her wince.

Sarika turned her head and shared a deep, possessive kiss with Arjun before turning back to Aryan for a slow, dirty kiss of her own.

Arjun explored and caressed every part of her body, his dick hard as a rod, rubbing against her ass while she kissed Aryan madly. Sarika, in the middle of it all, felt overwhelmed – just the way she wanted.

Aryan quickly undressed when she briefly let him breathe. Sarika stood between these two men who were absolutely mad for her. She had never experienced such a sense of empowerment or felt so desirable and wanted.

She then reached for Aryan first, pulling him into another kiss, this time deeper and with more passion. Her tongue toyed against his while her other hand slipped lower to feel the bulge in his jeans.

Aryan groaned into her lips, his hips thrusting forward in a primal hunger. Behind her, Arjun pushed forward, his bare chest warming her skin as his hands freely roamed over her body.

One hand moved up to grab her breast, her nipples pinched hard between his fingers, causing her to gasp. The other hand delved into her wet pussy folds. She was already wet with desire, and when he touched her clit, she couldn’t help but moan into Aryan’s kiss.

“Sarika, one hell of a woman you are, aren’t you? Look at you, so wet already. You really want this, don’t you?” Arjun whispered into her ear.

“Yes,” was all she could manage. She felt this newfound intensity as they tumbled their way into the bedroom. She didn’t just crave two men; she craved to be in control, to make Arjun yearn for her.

She pushed Aryan gently onto the bed and then turned to Arjun. “Sit,” she commanded, pointing a trembling finger at the armchair in the corner of the room, placed squarely in front of the bed. “You’re going to watch. No touching yourself. No touching us. Just watch me take what I want.”

He wasn’t sure what he was feeling – jealousy? hunger? He wasn’t sure. But he knew there was nothing he wanted more than Sarika in that moment.

He did as she asked, falling into the chair, his muscles tensed, his erection already aching. To see her do this, to assert control in such a way, to shut him out first, ignited a passion in his belly that surprised him.

Sarika got onto the bed, straddling Aryan slowly as she slipped a condom down his cock, which she usually did not do with Arjun. She deliberately made Arjun see her in all her raw beauty as she bent her head and passionately kissed Aryan.

Her hands roamed over his chest while her hips rocked over his dick, making him painfully hard. Aryan’s eyes were shut, and he was moaning with pleasure as Sarika controlled the tempo – slow and agonizing.

“Look at me, Arjun. See how soaked I am for this,” she said without turning around. She slid her fingers inside her wet pussy and then brought them to Aryan’s lips.

Aryan eagerly licked them clean, staring at her in wonder. Arjun shifted grumpily in his chair, his fists clenched on either side of the armrest.

Sarika finally lowered herself onto Aryan, taking him inside her completely, her head going back in a moan. She rode him slowly at first, her hips rolling in deep circles while Aryan pushed up into her desperately. Her nipples were tight, her breasts heavy, moving gloriously as she rode him.

“Tell him how good it feels,” she said to Aryan, her eyes drifting towards Arjun.

“Fuckkk, Sarikaa!! You’re so tight… so perfect!!!” Aryan shouted at the top of his voice, his hands moving up to squeeze her breasts and rub her nipples between his fingers.

Arjun’s dick pulsed, oozing from the tip as he watched them. Watching her derive pleasure from another man was torture. Yet he remained where he was, simply because she had told him to.

Sarika quickened her pace, riding Aryan aggressively. She turned around to Arjun and said, “You enjoy watching me this way, don’t you? Knowing I can do whatever I want with whomever I want, but I always come back to you.”

Aryan’s hands grabbed her ass and pushed her toward a faster pace. She rode him like she meant it, knowing full well how jealous Arjun was getting watching her ride another man, which was all the more reason for her to push further.

After what felt like an eternity to Arjun, she screamed in pleasure as Aryan hit that magic spot inside her. Her release built up, her legs trembling, gasping for breath – and when it hit, she screamed, her muscles squeezing hard around Aryan.

He followed soon after, pushing deep inside her and coming with a loud groan.

Sarika rested for a moment, catching her breath, before she slid slowly off Aryan and turned to Arjun, her legs trembling beneath her. She walked towards him like a queen and sat in his lap without allowing him to penetrate her.

“Look at you,” she whispered, her hands cradling his face. “So jealous. So desperate… Tell me what you want.”

“You,” he growled. “Only you. Always you.”

She smiled, wicked and triumphant, and finally lowered herself onto him. But the moment he filled her completely, everything changed. A primal energy surged through him; he was finally let loose as the jealousy building inside him exploded into a ferocious need to claim her utterly.

His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her skin, while his eyes burned with an obsessive hunger. In an explosive motion, he rose from the chair, lifting her effortlessly while he was still deep inside her.

Her legs locked around his waist as he slammed her back against the wall. He pushed into her with savage and relentless thrusts – deep, punishing strokes that stretched her to her limits, each one harder and faster than the last, pounding into her.

His cock throbbed inside her, hitting every sensitive spot over and over, filling her so completely that she was in a trance. Sarika screamed as her body convulsed violently, her orgasm rippling through her without pause, her nails leaving bloody trails down his back.

He wasn’t done. He then pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, while his free hand twisted her nipples until they ached with delicious pain, then moved between them to circle her swollen clit, forcing her to squirt around him.

He flipped her onto the bed, mounting her from behind, yanking her hair back to expose her throat and burying himself as deep as he could. The angle was new and perfect – his hips slamming against her ass, each thrust making her breasts bounce wildly.

He rubbed her clit mercilessly from below, growling filthy praises in her ear about how she was his, only his.

Her pussy clenched around him as she came again and again, her body trembling until she could no longer hold herself up. She lost count of her climaxes, leaving her in a post-orgasmic bliss.

Then, after driving her insane with pleasure, he came with an animalistic roar as he buried himself deep inside her, flooding her with his endless spurts of semen.

Collapsed together and still joined, their bodies moved in sync, slick with sweat. Aryan had left the room.

Sarika turned her face to Arjun and mumbled, “That… that was beyond anything. No one could ever come close to making me feel this alive, this owned, this crazed with need.”

“Arjun,” she breathed, clinging to him desperately, “you’re my everything. Mine forever – and I am yours, completely, baby.”

*****

R, if you’re reading this… thank you!! 🙂

Hi all, this is the story of how my colleague and I had sex in her house due to the rain.

Let me introduce myself, I am Prashant, 5’8″ tall, and my colleague Sudarshani. The Sudarshani type is very rare to find in Bangalore because she is not so modern. A typical village girl with hair tied with oil always wears a churidar.

No one can find the figure because she would wear a loose dress and not be attractive either. After she joined our office, after 3 months, we started talking to each other.

She was a good person. I found she had a crush on me, the way she behaved with me and all. But since she was my type, I didn’t pursue it and remained friends.

After that, she got married and was staying at a 1BHK near our office within 3-5 kms. In the morning, her husband would drop by, and her husband’s office was far in Whitefield. In the evening, she would go by auto, cab, or something her husband would pick.

Here comes the main part of the story. I didn’t have any feelings towards her, just a good friend of hers. I thought she would be a religious and orthodox type.

One day, Sudarshani and I were working late, it was almost 8 pm, and all our colleagues had already left. She stayed because I had some work, so he will also get a company to finish her work.

We both finished our work and started packing our stuff, and suddenly, from nowhere, it started raining heavily. She got a bit tense about how to go home and called her husband and asked where he was. Her husband said that he was also stuck in the office.

It is raining there, and the roads are jammed. I will wait till the rain slows down, but it will take at least 2 hours if I leave now also. So, she started booking for an auto. She tried all the apps, but no one accepted because of the rain.

She tried the cab also, since it was a shorter distance, but in the rain, no one accepted the ride. I was waiting with her so that she could get a cab or an auto, then I would leave.

It was almost 8:30 pm, and it was raining heavily. Only we were both waiting below the office; no one was there. We were feeling cold as well. So I said, “If you don’t mind, I can drop you off at home. I don’t think the rain will stop soon.”

She thought for a while and said, ” Okay.” We got on my bike and crossed the road, and were completely drenched with rain. She hugged me from behind due to the heavy rain and was shivering from the cold, and I was also shivering. We reached her house, dropped her off, and said bye.

She called, “Come inside, it’s raining heavily. I will make a coffee.” I said, “No, I will go, don’t worry.” She held my hands and said, “I am alone, I get scared of thunder, please come inside.” With her request, I went inside, and till now, there are no bad intentions on her part.

Then we entered her house, she gave me a towel and said, “Remove all the wet clothes and dry yourself. She went inside her room to change. I removed all my wet clothes, including underwear, because they would cause itching. If I wear wet underwear, I am already shivering.

So, I removed all the dress and tied the towel below and waited for her. Her room door opened, and I was in shock to see her. She only tied a towel about her chest and came out. I was stunned watching her run to the kitchen and start making coffee.

So she got more priority for coffee than putting on full clothes. Since it was every cold we were shivering, she thought coffee would be the best way to get rid of the cold. I stayed there alone and was watching her. I had never accepted that she would be such a bomb type.

I had never seen her like this. I always saw her in a loose dress, so her shape was never revealed. I saw hips and those thighs, wow, those were so white and perfect in shape. My dick started to grow. Then I said, “Can I help you?” and went to the kitchen to take a look closely.

She said no help needed; she is fine. Then I could see her closely. My God, she was literally a bomb, those water drops travelling her cleavage. Seeing all this, my dick got fully erected. She noticed the bulge from the side and blushed a bit. Then she called her husband ask how much time it will take to come home.

He said, “I am leaving now. It takes 1:30 to 2 hours, depending on traffic.” By this time, the coffee was done, and she poured it into 2 cups. I was standing there, only watching her and getting excited. She was keeping the vessel in a sink when a huge thunder struck nearby; it was so loud and scary.

Sudarshani got scared and hugged me. I was stunned, and I also kept my hands on her. Since I already had a bulge with this hug, it got stiffer, and the towel also got loose. After a minute, she went back, realising herself. But my towel dropped, and she got a view of my dick.

She was stunned watching it and made a mistake. She said, “Wow,” and then covered her eyes quickly. I picked up the towel and tied it again, then she opened her eyes. Both of us were embarrassed and stood silently. I couldn’t control myself and hugged her again and started kissing.

She didn’t even resist but kissed me more passionately. I got the green signal, and I removed her towel, and she removed my towel. Both of us are completely nude.

Wow, her boobs were so nice and perfectly shaped. Immediately, I started sucking those. She started moaning. Then I made her suck my dick. Since she was married, she had more experience and sucked my cock like a pro. She liked it very much and also went deep many times.

Then I picked her up and went to her bedroom, and we started with the missionary position. The moment I inserted my dick in her pussy, she screamed. “Come on, Prasanth, I have always fantasised to fuck with you. Fuck me harder, baby.”

Hearing this, I got more aroused and started fucking her nonstop. She was shouting and screaming. “Oh my god, more deeply, baby. Ah, come fuck me hard, dear.” Then I liked doggy style the most. I turned, and she made her doggy.
I held her hair and started fucking from behind.

“Ah, Prasanth, slowly, I am getting hurt. Be gentle,” But I didn’t listen and started more forcefully to and fro. “Prasanth, come on, baby, tear my pussy fuck me hard.”

Then I gave my cock to her mouth and cum, and filled her mouth with cum. Then we went and drank coffee. I was leaving, but couldn’t resist and made out one round, and fucked her again.

She enjoyed it as well. She got a call from her husband saying, “I’m nearby, should I bring anything so she said yeah bring dinner. I was not interested in leaving, but had to leave before leaving again. I kissed her and sucked her boobs for 5 more minutes. Then I left.

From then on, whenever we got a chance, we would have sex.

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Hello everyone, this is my first story on ISS. I’ve been reading stories here for almost 6 years now. Had a few encounters myself, but never really felt like posting anything. Maybe hesitation or just laziness.

Anyway, I finally decided to share this one experience. If people like it, I might post more later.

Names are changed, obviously.

So, I’m Sam, 26. I’m about 5’11. Athletic build, but yeah, I’ve put on a little belly over time, which I’m trying to get rid of now by working out again. Not gonna lie, I’m decently gifted too, around 7 inches.

The girl in this story is Shweta (name changed). She was 30 at the time. Very slim, hot in a subtle way, someone who doesn’t get too noticed, a shy personality, one can say. Her stats were 32-25-34.

I used to work as a customer care representative a few years back. That’s where I met Shweta. We weren’t close friends, but we spoke often at work. I always felt she was interested in me, like small hints here and there. But I never made a move because I was already dating someone seriously at that time.

Eventually, I left that company and slowly lost contact with almost everyone from there, including her. About one and a half years later, I had just gone through a breakup. One of those messy ones. Anyway, one night I was scrolling through Snapchat randomly.

I saw Shweta’s story. First snap said “Back on Snap,” and the next one said “Deleting again.” I laughed and thought, what’s wrong with her. Without thinking much, I replied:

Me: Have you lost your mind?

She replied almost instantly.

Her: Hey! I actually wanted to ask you something.

Me: Yeah? What is it?

Her: Are you single?

Me: Yeah. Just broke up recently. Why?

Her: I liked you since we worked together. I tried giving hints, but you never noticed.

Me: I noticed. I was just in a relationship back then.

Her: So, what now?

Me: Are you sure you like me? I roast you all the time, and I’m not exactly some handsome guy.

Her: Do you want to date or not?

I was like, whoa, someone’s on defence today.

I called her. We spoke for a bit, and there was no awkwardness at all. I was with my friends at that moment, but my mind was already somewhere else.

I thought for a while and told her, “I’ll come over. Let’s talk properly.”

She agreed. So, I left my friends and headed to her place. So I headed over to her place, honestly, to do an intent check to see if she was serious or just bluffing. I booked a cab and reached her place around 2 at night.

She opened the door, and I won’t lie, she looked really cute in a purple shirt. It was a small 1BHK apartment. We went inside, and I sat on her bed. For a while, we just talked casually. I asked her what was going on and why she suddenly brought up dating.

She opened up and told me she had recently gone through a breakup and was trying to move on from it. I was honest with her. I told her I wasn’t in a place where I could be serious and that if anything were to happen, it would have to be casual.

I also said that it seemed like she wasn’t looking for anything serious, either. She just wanted to get over her ex. She went quiet for a bit, thought about it, and then said yeah that is true.

While we were talking, I held her hand. At one point, I pulled her in for a kiss, but she got startled and pulled away. I immediately apologised and asked if she was okay. She said yes, but that she just needed a little more time to feel comfortable. I respected that.

She suggested we lie down instead. We lay down next to each other, talking softly. I could tell she was still a little tense, so I just held her, rubbed her back, and tried to calm her down. I stayed close, reassuring her, letting her feel safe.

Slowly, she relaxed. At one point, she leaned in and kissed me this time, completely on her own terms. The kiss was intense and full of pent-up emotion, which felt natural and mutual.

So, I moved my left hand behind her ear and started rubbing there (trust me, it makes them go crazy), right hand in her hair and massaging the scalp slowly but hard, like taking control of her. Oh my god, she lost control. She climbed on top of me, kissing me. I could see something open up in her.

I held her by her throat and said that’s more like it. I kissed her really hard, biting her lips, exchanging saliva, and fighting with our tongues. All the while kissing like there was no tomorrow. Then we took a second to catch our breath. I got down from the bed, grabbed her hand, pulled her close and lifted her chin.

I looked right into her eyes and said you want this princess, she bit her lip and said, after letting out a slight moan, “Yes, Daddy. You want me to do whatever I want, however I want. Should I make you my slut for the day?” Surprisingly, she replied, “Yes, Sir, please use me as you want.”

I pulled her close and kissed her again and whispered now that’s a good girl. I held her shirt and ripped it open; she gasped for some air. I didn’t wait for another second and grabbed her hair, and started going wild on her neck, leaving a trail of marks over her shoulders.

She begged me to continue more. She said, “Yes, make me your slut, mark me all over, make an example out of me. Show my ex what he lost.” I kept on going wild and started mauling her tits and started sucking on these nipples one by one.

Then I stopped and asked her to bring in two rubber bands. She was so confused, I said, ” Trust me.” She has long hair (you will know later). She brought that, and I kept it in my pocket. She removed my t-shirt and started kissing my face all over.

She started to go down, kissing my chest, sucking my nipples. She knew exactly what she wanted. I calmly watched her movements. While sucking, she started unbuckling my belt. I helped her out a bit, and she got down on her knees.

Sliding my pants down, my dick popped up in her face. She was awestruck after seeing my size. I had a grin on my face. She said, “I have never seen a cock this big. My ex was just 5 inches.” I replied, “Don’t worry, baby, I’m going to reshape that mouth and pussy of yours to my size.”

I grabbed her hair again and asked her to pull out her tongue. I slapped my cock on her tongue a few times, then on her face. She was smiling through it. I let her hair go and asked her to start sucking it. She started slow by licking it all over, moving down to my balls and sucking them, making them wet.

I was moaning literally, eventually she moved up and started suck of the tip. Slowly going deep, taking up the pace. I was literally in heaven. I remembered the rubber bands I asked for, I divided her hair into two parts and made pigtails out of them.

I held her head and started deep throating her, taking back the control. She was choking on my cock, drooling all over it. I love a sloppy blowjob. Then I held those pigtails and started fucking her mouth. I continued fucking her mouth for 5 more minutes, deep throating her in between.

The room was filled with those ‘pach pach’ sounds of her mouth. My moaning and occasional gasping for breath. Then I pulled her, kissed her again, and patted her head, saying, “Good girl. Now let me give you your treat, kitten. Get on the bed and take off those pants.”

She did the same and followed my orders like a good slut, and then she spread her legs on her own. I said, “I like it when my princess does these things without being told.” She was so horny at that time, I didn’t waste much time. I got on my knees to return the favour.

I started with kissing her thighs, both sides, biting a little bit, not too much. Slowly moving towards our pussy, I blew some air around it. Hovered my tongue just close enough that she feels it around. She started begging me, “Please, Daddy, I can’t take it anymore.”

I didn’t say anything at first, but then I slapped her pussy lightly and rubbed a little. She started to shiver, saying, ” Oh God, this is too much.” I did it 3 more times, she went crazy begging me, “Please eat my pussy, this is too much, I can’t take it anymore.”

She literally grabbed her head and shoved it between her thighs. I gave her what she needed. I started licking her whole pussy, which was dripping wet by now. Slowly, I shifted to licking and sucking her clit. After 5 minutes of licking, I added it to my fingers.

I directly inserted two fingers inside her, which slid in easily. I licked and finger fucked her for 10 more minutes, and she reached her first orgasm. She cum all over my face. She was gasping for air and trembling after this, so I kissed her forehead to calm her down and hugged her.

Yes, folks, Daddy knows how to give after care. Once she calmed down. I took out the condom I carry in my pocket. I placed it on my dick, and then I picked her up and bent her over and entered her slowly. She was in pain because it was her first time taking a 7-inch cock.

But it went in smoothly because she was still damn wet. I started off going slowly. I pulled my dick out and started rubbing it on her pussy, teasing her after giving her the taste of it. She tried to adjust her pussy so that it could slide in. I suddenly rammed into her completely without any warning.

She screamed, and I didn’t show any mercy and continued to fuck her like there’s no tomorrow right then and there. I fucked her for approximately 8-10 mins, and she was screaming at the top of her lungs. I turned her around, lifted her in my arms and fucked her in the air.

I moved to her kitchen and placed her on the kitchen slab. I placed her legs on my shoulders and continued fucking her in that position. She felt a huge wave coming. She told me she was close, she was going to cum. “Please don’t stop, yes, right there. Oh god fuck!”

She had another orgasm, and she was exhausted by now. I carried her to the bed in my arms, caressed and cuddled her till she calmed down. Once she was normal, she got on top of me, saying now I will do it this time. She started riding me and grinding her ass in between, and damn, she was so good.

She later told me her boyfriend could never last this long (let alone make her orgasm twice). She rode me for a good 5-7 minutes. Then I pulled her down. I took her in front of her dressing mirror and shoved my cock from behind again. I grabbed her by the neck with one hand.

The other hand was on her tits and started to ram her really hard. I fucked her like that for 5-6 more minutes. We both were so close to cumming. I increased my pace and started to ram her at full speed. And she cum again. I slowed down and asked her where she wanted it.

She said, “I want to swallow it, Daddy.” I took out my cock, removed the condom, and started fucking her for a minute or two raw. Then I pulled out, and she got on her knees. She started to deep throat me while playing with my balls. I couldn’t hold any longer.

I held her face right there deep on dick and came all inside her mouth. She swallowed it like a good slut. Then we moved back to the bed where she rested her head on my chest, tracing slow patterns with her fingers. We drifted off to sleep.

I knew this wasn’t going to be a one-time thing. The look in her eyes wasn’t about release anymore; it was curiosity. Hunger.

This was just the beginning.

If you liked this story, let me know. There’s definitely more to come. And if any women or milfs resonate with this dynamic and want to connect, feel free to reach out: [email protected].

Hello readers, this time I am sharing a threesome experience of my female ISS reader. I am writing this with the addition of my imagination. I am publishing this story with the consent of my female ISS reader.

Sumit and Riya (original names changed) were married couples. Both of them have been happily married for the last 6 years. They had a love marriage, and they were in a relationship for another 3 years. They were an open-minded and supportive couple.

Describing Riya, she was 30 years old. Wheatish brown colour, black hair and 5’5” tall. Her figures were 34C-30-32. Though she was a mom, she maintained her figure. She had the perfect curves that a man would wish to fondle. She was a graduate but was not working.

Describing Sumit, he was 32 years old, 5’10” tall and had a 6” long dick. He was also wheatish brown in colour. He was muscular and handsome. Girls would fall for him. Both Sumith & Riya were a perfect match, and they were living happily.

Sumit was running a garments export and import business in Gujarat. They had a 3-year-old son named Vihaan.

Last winter, they had planned a vacation trip to Rajasthan to enjoy and keep the fire between them strong and steady. They left Vihaan with their parents and went on the trip. They wanted to chill and relax from the routine chaos.

The tour was of 4 days and three nights in Rajasthan, covering Jaipur, Jodhpur and Jaisalmer on the first day after the site visits at different locations such as Amber fort, City palace and Jantar Mantar.

They had planned a romantic evening. They went to a hotel like they were dating and had a candlelight dinner. Riya was wearing a violet-coloured gown-type dress with all her assets well placed. Sumit was wearing a suit.

Both of them looked stunning in that attire and had a beautiful time together, revisiting their old relationship days. After reaching the hotel, they slowly started to make out.

Sumit started smooching her, and she responded well. They slowly moved ahead. Sumit made her sit on his lap and slowly squeezed her melons. She always loved Sumit playing with her boobies.

After having their child, Sumit limited playing with her boobs. She was fond of him playing with her boobs. She enjoyed his act and responded well.

Sumit took off her dress, and she was in her bra and panties. She was wearing a padded white coloured designer bra and the same-coloured panties. He removed her bra and made her sit facing him.

He started sucking her light brown nipples and played across each inch of them with his tongue. She was in heaven and moaned because of pleasure.

When he slowly made her lie in bed, Riya asked Sumit.

Riya: Sumit, it will be more fun if we could have one more person with us tonight.
Sumit: You mean threesome?
Riya: I would like to enjoy the threesome tonight. I hope you like it.
Sumit: That would be fun. You need a boy or a girl.
Riya: First, we can start with a girl.
Sumit: So, shall I check for a prostitute?
Riya: No, Sumit. We need something interesting. We can go to a pub now. I am giving you all the licences. You should convince a girl to have a threesome and bring her here with us.
Sumit: Interesting, babe. I shall try, but I am not sure that I will get a girl within a short span of time.
Riya: Hey, dear, don’t demotivate yourself. You are my gem, and girls would fall for you.
Sumit: (motivated) Yeah… Tonight we will have a girl here for sure with us.
Riya: That’s my baby. Love you.

They again got ready and went to the nearest pub. They sat in a corner and watched everyone. Riya spotted a fair, tall and lean girl sitting at the bar table counter and sipping beer. Riya showed that girl to Sumit and asked him to get her tonight.

Sumit accepted the challenge and went near her. Riya was sitting there and watched both of them. Sumit went near that girl and offered her a drink. She accepted, and he sat near her and started a conversation. She was a little drunk at that time.

When enquired, she was an architecture student from West Bengal, and she came here for a solo trip. Her name was Sumie, and she was 22 years old. Her figures were 32B-28-30.

Sumit introduced Riya to Sumie, and all of them started drinking. Sumit and Sumie were almost drunk. While drinking, Sumit asked Sumie about having a night together with them. She agreed with him. Sumit won and persuaded her to stay with them.

The couple went to their hotel with Sumie. Comparing the three of them, Riya was the least drunk. They reached the hotel and went to the room. After reaching the room, Sumit and Sumie started making out. Both were high because of alcohol. They started smooching in front of Riya.

Riya watched them kissing. An unusual sensation was felt by her. She enjoyed watching Sumit making out with Sumie. After smooching Sumit, she slowly undressed herself. She had smaller breasts when compared to Riya and had dark nipples.

Sumit took her to bed. He undressed himself and went fully nude. He, too, was excited to bang Sumie in front of Riya. Riya handed over a condom pack to Sumit to wear before entering Sumie’s pussy. He wore the condom and made Sumie lie in doggy style.

Sumie was behaving like a sex slave of Sumit, and she did whatever Sumit said to her. Sumit started to bang her in doggy in front of Riya. As that was their first threesome, Riya was watching and enjoying the fucking. Riya undressed herself and sat near Sumie.

Riya started fingering herself, sitting there. Sumie was moaning like hell, but Sumit continued banging her. Riya continued playing with her own boobs with one hand and fingering with the other.

Riya: Sumit, why can’t you try the cowgirl position?
Sumit: (He was gasping) Why?
Riya: I too want to join you guys. I wanted you to suck my pussy while she rides your dick.
Sumit: Okay, babe, that sounds good.

He stopped banging Sumie. Sumie lay in bed, exhausted. Riya went near her and started kissing her like a lesbian partner. She kissed her whole body and started sucking her boobs. Sumie responded well, and they started to be more intimate.

Riya went down and started sucking her pussy. She played with her tongue on Sumie’s wet pussy. She sucked her pussy well deep and tight. Sumit got a break to relax and get ready for the next round, watching his sexy wife’s lesbian act.

Sumit instructed Sumie to come for the cowgirl position, and the sex slave instructed her boss. She sat and started jumping up and down. Her small boobs were moving up and down. At that time, Riya sat on Sumit’s face so that he could suck her pussy.

Riya extended her hand to give support to Sumie’s dancing boobs during her activity. Thus, the couple officially started a threesome. Sumit started licking Riya’s pussy while Sumie was riding on his dick. Meanwhile, Riya was groping Sumie’s soft boobs.

Sumit held Sumie’s hip and assisted her in her act. They continued for some time, and Sumit stopped Sumie when he was about to cum. He removed his condom, but the girls had other plans. Sumie started stroking Sumit’s dick while Riya started sucking his balls.

She slowly sucked those balls with pleasure and enjoyed what she was doing. Sumie started giving a blowjob, she sucked his dick deep into her throat and continued. She ran her tongue over his 6” dick. She was sucking so well.

Sumit was lying on the bed watching the girls’ show. He enjoyed their act. Sumit didn’t fuck Riya till that time, so he planned to start with Riya in the second round. Sumit planned to bang her in doggy style. He pulled her near him and started to bang that horny bitch very hard.

Riya was moaning with pleasure. Sumie went near her and started smooching her. She was being fucked and smooched at the same time. Sumie sat near Riya and started fondling her gorgeous, round, slightly saggy breasts. Sumie held one boob and started sucking it while Sumit was pounding at Riya’s back.

When Sumit was about to cum, he informed both ladies. They knelt before him, and he unleashed a cum towards both of them. His cum spread all over the faces and boobs of both ladies. He was exhausted and lay in bed. The ladies started fingering each other.

Riya was fingering Sumie and vice versa. After some time, Sumie shivered and squirted out. She got her orgasm. Riya kept on continuing her action. When Sumie had an orgasm, she fingered Riya faster and started licking her pussy continuously.

Within a few minutes, Riya ejaculated a load of her liquid. All three of them got an orgasm, and thus the session for that day ended. All three of them slept naked together that night.

Sumie was with them for the rest of the days in Rajasthan, and they visited all the places together and stayed together. On the fourth day, they thanked each other and separated. This was an awesome experience for all of them.

Any married women and ladies looking for casual friendship with no commitments or no relationship can contact me at [email protected]. Kindly give your feedback to improve my stories.

Main Bangalore ke ek mashhoor college mein padhti hoon. Main Dilli se hoon aur yahan business administration ki padhai karne aayi hoon. Mera ek boyfriend hai, jo mere hostel ke saamne waale private hostel mein rehta hai. Woh meri class mein padhta hai aur yeh kahani meri aur uske pehle baar sex ki hai, jo humne college picnic ke dauran ki thi.

Hum log college ki taraf se Jaipur gaye the, aur uske baad Jaipur se Dilli Trade Fair dekhne gaye the.

By the way, mera naam Tina hai aur main bahut sundar aur curvy figure wali ladki hoon. Mere boyfriend ka naam Gaurav hai. Woh tall aur bahut handsome hai. Maine jab use pehli baar dekha tha, tabhi uske upar fida ho gayi thi. Par mujhe nahi pata tha ki uski koi girlfriend hai ya nahi.

Haan, usse meri nazzaron aur meri body language se thode hi dino mein pata chal gaya tha ki main usse like karti hoon. Woh bhi mere saath flirt karta tha, par hum dono mein se kisi ne aage hokar pehle apne dil ki baat nahi kahi. Maine apne Dilli wale boyfriend se break up kar diya tha aur bahut din ho gaye the sex kiye hue.

Jab hum college trip par gaye, to mujhe Gaurav ke saath kuchh samay mila, par girls aur boys ka transport alag tha. Mujhe Gaurav ke saath Jaipur se Dilli ki road trip par zyada samay mila, kyunki zyada tar classmates Jaipur hi ruk gaye aur ek din ki Dilli road trip par jaane se mana kar diya.

Tab kul 8 jaane wale the, jinmein 5 girls aur 3 boys the; Dilli ke liye puri bus mein nikle the. Humari coordinator bus mein sabse aage baithi thi aur ladke sabse peeche baithe the. Jab bus chalne lagi, to 2 boys apni-apni crush ke saath baithne chale gaye aur Gaurav back seat par bilkul akela ho gaya tha.

Mujhse dekha nahi gaya aur main peeche Gaurav se baat karne chali gayi. Thori der khade rehkar baat karne lagi, phir dobara aage chali gayi.

Hum log raat ke 10 baje nikle the, par kareeb ek ghante baad bus mein koi problem aane lagi. Driver ne bola ki hume Alwar mein 1-2 ghante ke liye midway par hi rukna hoga. Yeh sunkar maine afsos kiya, par mujhe Gaurav ke saath 2 ghante extra mil rahe the, yeh jaankar main bahut excited ho gayi.

Thori der baad main fir se peeche chali gayi aur Gaurav ke saath ja kar baith gayi. Gaurav smoke karne ke liye machal raha tha aur woh jab bhi smoke karta tha, to bahut sexy lagta tha. Maine kaha ki, “Jab Alwar mein bus rukegi, to kahin akele mein jaakar smoke kar lena.”

Bus kaafi slow chal rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha ki uske gear mein koi problem aa gayi hai. Iss wajah se Gaurav aur bhi pareshaan ho raha tha. Gaurav ne bola ki uske paas kuchh beer ki cans hain, agar wo peeya to kisi ko kahungi ya nahi.

To maine bola ki, “Agar mujhe bhi doge to nahi bolungi.”

Gaurav ne apne bag mein se do beer ki cans kholke nikaali aur ek mujhe di, aur ek mein se khud peene laga. Beer peekar hum dono relax hone lage aur ek dusre se apne ex ki baatein karne lage. Uska bhi recent breakup hua tha.

Maine Gaurav se poocha ki phir uski biological needs kaise puri hoti hain. To usne bola ki, “Nahi ho rahi hain.”

Maine Gaurav ko kaan mein bola ki, “Mujhe bhi bahut takleef ho rahi hai… agar hum dono ek dusre ki needs puri karein to kaisa rahega?”

Yeh sunkar Gaurav ne mujhe lips par kiss kar diya.

Bus mein andhera tha to kisi ne dekha nahi, par road lights ki wajah se maine use kaha ki, “Alwar mein koi private jagah dekhenge.”

Bus ki speed dekh kar lag raha tha ki Alwar kam se kam ek ghante aur late pahunchenge. Bus mein aisa lag raha tha ki sab so gaye hain aur Gaurav meri breasts ko press kar raha tha; main madhosh ho rahi thi. Mujhse wait nahi ho raha tha.

Gaurav ne jab meri thighs ko dabana shuru kiya, to mujhse bilkul bhi control nahi hua aur maine apni jeans ki zip dheere se kholi aur unbutton kiya. Aur phir apni jeans ko panty ke saath apne knees tak neeche le aayi.

Gaurav meri thighs aur hips ko dekhkar paagal ho gaya aur meri shaved choot ko masalne laga. Main apni aahon ko bahut mushkil se control kar rahi thi. Gaurav ne mujhe ek aur can beer di.

Maine Gaurav se kaha ki, “Please mujhe lick karo… mujhse raha nahi ja raha hai.”

Gaurav ne apne aap ko dheere-dheere adjust karke jaise-taise apni tongue ko meri choot tak le gaya aur uski tongue ko feel karte hi main saatve aasman pahunch gayi.

Maine apni jeans upar kar li aur Gaurav se kaha ki, “Baad mein.”

Gaurav meri breasts ko pagalo ki tarah top ke upar se hi kiss aur press karne laga. Maine use roka aur kaha ki, “Abhi nahi.”

Alwar raat ko kareeb 1:15 baje aaya aur sab log bus se utarne lage. Driver mechanic ko dhoondne gaya; midway par kisi restaurant par roka tha. Humein jab tak bus theek nahi ho jaaye, tab tak uss restaurant mein hi rukne ko kaha.

Main aur Gaurav sabse last mein utre. Tab tak restaurant ke ek hi bathroom ke bahar bahut lambi line lag gayi thi. Maine apni coordinator se kaha ki, “Main kahin aas-paas bathroom dhoondhne ja rahi hoon.”

Jab main restaurant ke peeche pahunchi, to wahan Gaurav smoke karta hua dikha. Woh mere paas aake bola, “Kya hua?”

To maine boli, “Beer ki wajah susu control nahi ho raha… please, mere saath jungle mein thoda andar chalo.”

Gaurav ne cigarette phenki aur mera haath pakadkar jungle ke andar chalne laga. Hum kareeb 100 meter andar aaye the aur Gaurav ne mujhe kiss karna shuru kar diya. Mera top utaarkar usne ek patthar par rakh diya aur meri breasts choosne laga.

Mujhse aaj control nahi ho raha tha. Bahut time se sex nahi kiya tha. Main poori naked ho gayi aur Gaurav ki T-shirt utaarkar uske chest ko kiss karne lagi. Uske sab kapde utaarkar main uske lund choosne lagi. Uske lund ke salty taste ne mujhe paagal kar diya aur beer ka nasha bhi bahut tha.

Maine Gaurav ko neeche push kiya aur uske mouth par baith gayi, aur woh pagalo ki tarah meri choot aur hips chatne laga. Maine Gaurav se kaha ki, “Mujhse susu control nahi ho raha,” to bhi usne mujhe nahi chhora.

Mujhe mann karne laga ki main uske mouth mein hi aa jaun. Phir maine Gaurav ke baalon ko pakadke thoda adjust kiya aur full pressure se uske mouth mein hi susu karne lagi.

Woh mujhe aur zor-zor se chatne laga aur main uske mouth mein hi aa gayi. Bahut samay ke baad main relax hui.

Gaurav ne kaha ki use bhi susu aa rahi hai. Woh khade hokar ek jhaadi par karne laga. Maine uska lund pakra aur usse khelne lagi. Jab woh pura khaali hone wala tha, tabhi maine uska lund apne muh mein lekar use choosne lagi.

Use yeh excitement control nahi hua aur woh mere mouth mein hi aa gaya. Humne paani ki bottle li aur ek dusre ko wash kiya, aur agle din Dilli mein sex karne ka program banaya, jo main agli story mein bataungi.

Mere ex se 8 mahine sex karne ke baad aur uske bahut bolne ke baad, maine uske mouth mein bas ek baar squirt kiya tha, aur Gaurav ko to maine pehli baar mein hi bahut badi gift de di thi.

Humne jaldi se kapde pehane, aur main restaurant mein akeli andar gayi. Gaurav bahut hi smoke karne laga. Bathroom ke bahar line abhi bhi thi, par thori chhoti. Kisi ne notice nahi kiya.

Dilli mein bahut maze kiye, woh story next part mein.

Doston main apni TMKOC Sex Story ka next part leke aaya hu. Umeed hai aapne pichla partpadh liya hoga. Agar abhi tak aapne pichla part nahi padha hai, to usko zaroor padhe.

Pichle part mein aapne padha ki Tapu aur Sonu ki shaadi ho gayi, aur fir suhagraat par dono ne maze se chudai ki. Ab aage badhte hai-

Suhagraat ke baad kuch dino tak rasmein chalti rahi. Din mein rasmein poori karne ke baad raat ko dono palag-tod chudai ka maza lete.

Fir rasmein khatam ho gayi. Lekin chudai chalti rahi. Din beete, hafte beet gaye, aur ab 3 maheene ho chuke the. In 3 maheeno mein dono ne bahut chudai ki. Lekin ab dheere-dheere dono ke sar se chudai ka bhoot utarne laga tha.

Roz wahi lund, wahi chut, wahi positions kar-kar ke dono kahin na kahin bore hone lage the. Fir chudai roz se kam ho kar 2 din mein ek baar, kabhi 3 din, to kabhi 4 din mein ek baar hone lagi. Paanchve maheene tak pahunchte-pahunchte chudai 10 ya 15 din mein ek baar hone lagi.

Ab dono ke rishte mein pehle jaisi garmahat, pehle jaisa passion nahi raha. Sonu housewife ki zindagi se bore hone lagi thi. Usne Tapu se kaha bhi ki woh kahin job kar legi. Lekin Tapu ne mana kar diya.

Tapu khud to baahar jata tha roz kaam pe, to uska entertainment ho jata tha. Lekin Sonu ghar ki chaar-deewari aur ghar ke kaamo mein kahin kho si gayi thi. Lekin fir kuch naya hua.

Ek raat 12 baje ek bure sapne ne Sonu ko jaga diya. Woh darr kar uthi, aur paseena-paseena hui padi thi. Jab usne dekha ki woh sapna dekh rahi thi, to woh relax hui. Usko paani ki pyaas lagi thi, to woh kitchen ki taraf paani peene chali gayi.

Woh kitchen mein gayi, aur paani pee kar wapas jaane lagi. Tabhi uski nazar Jethalal ke kamre ki taraf gayi, jiski light jal rahi thi. Woh sochne lagi ki kahin koi problem to nahi ho gayi thi, jo itni raat ko light onn thi. Ye pata karne woh unke room ki taraf gayi.

Jaise-jaise woh room ke kareeb gayi, usko kuch awaaze sunayi dene lagi. Ye awaaze uske aage badhne ke sath-sath aur unchi hoti gayi. Ye awaaze ek aurat aur mard ke milan ke waqt aane wali awaaze thi.

In awaazo ko sun kar Sonu samajh gayi ki andar kya chal raha tha. Lekin fir bhi woh apne aap ko andar dekhne se rok nahi payi.

Usne halke khule hue darwaze se andar jhaanka, to andar uska sasur Jethalal apni biwi Daya ko ghodi bana kar chod raha tha. Sonu ki aankhen tab khuli, jab uski nazar apne sasur ke 7.5-inch ke lund par padi.

Woh Jethalal ke itne bade lund ko dekh kar hairan ho gayi. Uske mann mein aane laga ki agar 6-inch ka lund itna maza de sakta tha, to 7.5 inch ka lund kitne maze dega.

Ye sab sochte hue aaj Sonu ke mann mein Jethalal, jisko woh apna baap maanti thi, uske liye vasna paida hone lagi. Lekin woh ye nahi jaanti thi ki Jethalal bhi kabhi uske liye gande khayaal rakhta tha.

Fir Sonu apne kamre mein jaake sone lagi. Lekin usko neend nahi aa rahi thi, aur uske mann mein baar-baar apne sasur ke lund ka khayaal aa raha tha. Aakhirkaar uska ek hath uski chut par gaya, aur woh sasur ke lund ke baare mein soch kar fingering karne lagi.

Is dauraan usne mann hi mann apne sasur se chudne ka fainsla kar liya. Agle din se uska mission “sasur se chudai” shuru ho gaya. Ab woh Jethalal ke paas zyada baithne lagi. Woh uske saamne jhuk kar usko apne boobs dikhati, to kabhi apni gaand uske saamne karke neeche jhuk jati.

Lekin Jethalal uski taraf dhyan nahi deta tha. Kyunki usko nahi pata tha ki uski bahu uske lund ki pyaasi thi. Fir ek din dono ko ek-doosre ke iradon ka pata chal gaya. Jethalal hall mein baith kar tv dekh raha tha.

Uske dahine hath ke sofe par Sonu baithi thi. Sonu ne black jeans aur brown top pehna hua tha. Uske ye waale top ka gala deep tha, to uski cleavage aasani se dikh jati thi.

Tabhi achanak Sonu ne dekha ki Jethalal ki nazar uski cleavage ki taraf thi. Jab Sonu ne Jethalal ki taraf dekha, to Jethalal ne turant nazrein hata li. Ye dekh kar Sonu khush ho gayi. Fir usne jaan-boojh kar apni top thodi aur neeche kar li, jisse uski cleavage aur zyada dikhne lagi.

Jab Jetha ne nazar chura kar dobara Sonu ki taraf dekha, to is baar usko zyada cleavage dikhi. Usko laga ki cleavage pehle se zyada thi, lekin woh ye soch nahi sakta tha ki ye jaan-boojh kar ki gayi thi. Tabhi Sonu ne dobara Jethalal ki taraf dekha, aur Jetha ne nazrein hata li.

Sonu Jethalal ki nazar pakadna chaahti thi, lekin jab bhi woh uski taraf dekhti, woh nazar hata leta. Fir is baar jab Jethalal ne Sonu ki taraf dekha, to Sonu ne uski taraf bina dekhe apni top ke gale par hath rakha, aur usko kaafi neeche tak kheench diya.

Isse Jethalal ko Sonu ke aadhe boobs dikh gaye. Ye nazara dekh kar Jethalal hakka-bakka ho gaya. Woh samajh nahi paaya ki kya ho raha tha aur Sonu kya kar rahi thi.

Jethalal ko bechain karke Sonu ne uski taraf dekha. Is baar Sonu Jethalal ki nazar pakadne mein kamyaab rahi. Usne Jethalal ki taraf dekha, aur usko aankh maar di. Ye dekh kar Jethalal aur hairan ho gaya. Woh samajh nahi paa raha tha ki kya ho raha tha.

Us waqt ittefaq se ghar par un dono ke alawa koi nahi tha. Daya satsang par thi, Tapu kaam par, aur Champaklal apne doston ke sath kahin gaya tha.

Fir Sonu uthi, aur Jethalal ke paas aake baith gayi. Usne muskurate hue Jethalal ke khade lund par pant ke upar se hath rakh diya, aur usko daba diya. Jethalal bola-

Jethalal: Beta ye tum kya kar rahi ho?

Sonu: Maaf karna sasur ji. Lekin jab se aapka lund dekha hai, tab se main khud ko rok nahi paa rahi. Mujhe aapka lund chahiye, chaahe iske liye mujhe koi bhi keemat chukani pade.

Jin shabdon ko Jethalal apni imagination mein sochta hota tha, aaj sach mein woh shabd Sonu bol rahi thi. Woh hairan tha, aur is sach ko hazam nahi kar paa raha tha.

Sonu ne deri nahi ki aur jaldi se Jethalal ki zip khol kar underwear mein se lund baahar nikaal liya, aur usko muh mein daal kar choosne lagi. Jethalal ke muh se ahh nikli, aur woh is sach ko dekh paa raha tha, ki uski bahu uska lund choos rahi thi.

Fir usne bahaav ke sath behne ka fainsla kiya. Jethalal ne Sonu ke baalon ko apne hath mein liya, aur zor-zor se uske muh mein dhakke dene laga. Ye dekh kar Sonu samajh gayi ki ab uska sasur usko chodne ko taiyaar tha.

Ab woh poori shiddat se Jethalal ka lund choosne lagi. Usne lund choos-choos kar chikna kar diya. Kuch der baad Jethalal ne Sonu ke baal chhodhe. Fir usne lund muh se baahar nikala. Ab dono ek-doosre ki taraf dekh rahe the.

Jethalal ne Sonu ko apni god mein kheencha, aur dono kiss karne lage. Kiss karte hue Jethalal kabhi uski gaand dabata aur kabhi boobs.

Fir Sonu uski god se uthi, aur shararati muskan ke sath room mein bhaag gayi. Jethalal bhi uske peeche gaya. Jab tak woh room mein gaya, Sonu poori nangi hoke bistar par leti thi. Ye nazara dekh kar Jethalal ki aatma khush ho gayi.

Woh bhi jaldi se nanga hua, aur Sonu ke upar aa gaya. Dono kissing karne lage. Fir Jetha uske boobs choosne laga, aur fir badan choomte hue chut par pahunch gaya.

Ab woh paaglon ki tarah apni bahu ki chut choosne laga. Sonu pagal ho gayi, aur usko chodne ke liye bolne lagi. Jethalal uska hukum maan kar uske upar aaya, aur uski chut mein lund pel diya. Sonu ki cheekh nikal gayi.

Ab Jethalal ghapa-ghap Sonu ki chut mein lund pelne laga. Sonu ko pehle-pehle dard hua, lekin fir uski chut adjust ho gayi. Ab usko bahut maza aa raha tha. Usne apni taangein apne sasur ki kamar par lapet li, aur chut chudwane lagi. Jethalal uski palang-tod chudai karta raha.

Kuch der baad Jethalal ne Sonu ko ghodi banaya, aur peeche se chudai karne laga. Thap-thap ki awaaze poore kamre mein goonjne lagi. Sonu ko bahut maza aa raha tha. Jethalal ne uske chootad masal-masal kar laal kar diye.

Aadhe ghante ki chudai ke baad Jethalal ne apna maal uski gaand par nikaal diya. Fir dono nange hi baahon mein baahein daale lete rahe.

Is tarah ab Sonu ko jab mauka milta, woh apne sasur ke saamne nangi ho jati. Fir Jethalal uski chut chudai karta. Is chudai se Sonu ki life adventurous ho gayi, kyunki isme ek secret tha, taboo feeling thi jo kabhi purani nahi ho sakti thi. Aur ab woh apne sasur ki randi bahu ban chuki thi.

The end.

Hi ISS readers, this is Maxi. I started reading ISS last year. I usually read incest stories, aunty, etc. I’m 20 now. So, this happened during the holidays. I was at my home. It was early in the morning, and no one was at home except my Mom and me.

I was not with my parents till 2015; I lived with my grandparents. So one day, Mom was bathing, and the door lock was rusted. I woke up and went to the washroom. I opened the door. Mom was bathing, facing the other side, sitting on the floor, washing her face.

So I got my heart beat up and immediately closed the door; she doesn’t know that I opened the door. It was evening, and I was about to sleep. We had a large bed where 4 could sleep. So I was beside my Mom. I usually lay my hand while sleeping.

As usual, I kept my hand on my Mom; she was asleep. My mind was still struck by the morning scene, so slowly I kept my hand on her booby. Suddenly, she held my hand and placed it on her boobs. I was so happy and shocked now, my dick got erect.

She was sleeping sideways, and her back was facing me. I didn’t make any move, and I was awake for 4 hours. My dick was too hard for 3 hours continuously. Then she turned towards me, and now I crawled a little down, facing her boobs.

Slowly lifted the nighty till her knees, and somehow, I kept my hand near her pussy. Basically, my parents never had sex after we were born. They usually skip the erotic scenes in the movies that are too strict. I have low confidence that I’m caught, so I left everything like that and slept.

Early morning, I woke up with a hard dick. So, this time, Mom was also bathing, and this time it was a head bath. She sat near the door, and I knocked on the door, saying it was urgent. She said, “Go out onto the road,” but I told her no.

Finally, she let me in after she washed her face. She saw my erection and told big boy and slapped my ass. The next few days, I was in a trance, wondering what happened. So, it became a habit for me to see my Mom naked.

One day, out of curiosity, I told her you have nice boobs, and “You look so beautiful. Your bum is like cake, and your smile is awesome.” But somehow, she’s angry at 1st and then told to go and study. So, the few days went like that.

I wanted to try something different. I asked her whether I could join her for a bath. She said no, but I convinced her, saying, ” I’m your son, and you’re my Mom; there is nothing wrong with this.” And she was applying soap and trying hard on her backside.

I asked if I should apply, and initially, she resisted. But I did some design on her body. And she calmed, and I asked her Mom, will you get milk now. As your boobs are big, can I drink? She’s like, full angry and told, “You’re 19 now, and you want to drink from me now. I will tell your dad, and you will get punished.”

The whole day I did not eat anything. At night, dad came and asked me to join for dinner, everyone ate, and the situation was normal. Dad went to sleep, I slept in another room, at night Mom came and sat beside me. I did not wake. She kissed my cheek and left.

Morning, I was still asleep. My Mom woke me up angrily and shouted, “Go and have a bath, you idiot.” I immediately bathed and went to the hall, but she was nowhere to be found. I was shouting, “Mom, where are you?” I didn’t get a response.

I checked in another room, and she was sleeping on the bed with a comforter on her. Ac was on, I asked her what happened. She said, “Nothing, feeling sleepy, eat fast and stay in this room, so I ate.” Mom was wearing nighty. She woke up in the middle and checked her clothes like some insect or something like that.

I was looking at her. I didn’t wear any underwear, and she asked to increase the temperature. I woke up, and I’m already hard. She saw it, and I was shivering, and she said, “It looks like you need rest and counselling. Come and sleep.” I went to bed and tried to sleep.

Power was off, and we were sweating. I acted like I was sleeping. To my surprise, she removed everything and slept facing the other side. My breath increased, and I was seeing her suddenly. She turned to my side and smiled, told, “I will allow you to suck my boobs, but it’s a big secret.”

I was so happy, and I immediately started it. I lost time and senses, I did like that for nearly one hour, doing justice to both boobs. She was moaning. I asked her insistently what happened. She told me to continue nothing, it’s due to no air/ac. I know what’s happening. I increased my pace.

I stopped for a moment and looked into her face, and she was stunned and sweaty, with a happy smile. I asked, “As you’re nude, can I be too?” She is thinking and said yes. We are both beside each other and having the comforter back as the AC was on.

She smiled at once seeing the tent near my dick. I slept, and all of a sudden, she was kissing my dick, and I woke up. She swallowed my dick completely, throbbing. My body started to shiver, and our eyes met. She stopped for a while and said, “Don’t worry, let this be a secret between us.”

She continued, she swallowed my cum, I cum about 4 times, huge load. Then we hugged each other and slept. As it is summer, we have ice cream in the fridge. At the same time, she was asleep, I kept the ice cream on her belly and was eating.

She woke up and started to moan. I was licking like the one that you might have seen in videos. It was around 1 pm, about to have lunch. I wanted to fuck her, but still feared, and then I slipped the ice cream near her pussy and started licking.

At first, she pulled me away. Still, I went back again and licked her vertically and horizontally, even till her butt hole to her belly button. I was making designs, and she held my head so hard against her pussy. I was suffocating.

At the same time, she was pressing me with her legs. Her fluids were coming out, and she’s shivering, a different feel, and at the same time, I instantly went down and drank all. She was so happy.

Next story continues soon, based on the reviews I got. You can post your suggestions to [email protected]. I stay in Pondicherry, and if you’re near this place and want to be fwb, you can email me over here.