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Hey guys, I am Rahul and it’s been a while since I have posted a story here. I am 23 years of age; fair, and carry an athletic physique. A northerner residing in Bangalore, I am 5’9” tall and endowed with a dick 6.5” in length and 3” in girth.

You can read my previous stories here.

Since my last encounter with Ameesha during my graduation, we got back together and we were in a relationship happily for 18 months. Although we parted ways on an extremely good note, life without Ameesha was difficult. More so, because I was missing all the insane and freaky sex Ameesha had got me hooked on to.

I was in no mood to pursue any girl for a relationship and thereby decided to give Tinder a try. I installed the app; updated my profile and started swiping. For privacy concerns, I couldn’t expressly mention as to why I was on Tinder, but my bio did give an apt description of me.

A week had passed, I had thousands of hot girls swiped and tons of girls matched with and yet I wasn’t really satisfied. I hadn’t met a single girl with whom I could vibe on a personal level.

It so happened exactly after a week that after I was done playing football in the evening, while checking my phone there lay a notification; that I had a new match. Curiosity was at its peak as I tapped on that notification.

It was a profile named Ritvika; aged 30; no profile picture and no bio. As I walked back home wondering why I had swiped right on an anonymous profile, I received a message from Ritvika.

Not wanting to take any hurried decision, I refrained myself from unmatching her and politely responded.

Over the course of the conversation, she happened to ask me as to why I had swiped right on a profile without a picture and a bio. I thought to myself for a while and responded that seeing 29 years as age on your profile had me going gutsy and thereby, I had taken a chance.

She sent me a ton of laughing emoticons and asked me to be more specific. I told her that I am attracted to women elder to me. She asked me if I’ve had any previous encounters with older women and I told her a couple of ones (not in detail though). I really didn’t think I stood a chance to get laid and was sure I’d get ghosted.

Our conversations kept going and I told her what my status with Ameesha and how I landed on Tinder. She told me her story too. She was married for 2 years before getting separated and now was working in Bangalore. She was from Mumbai. She was on Tinder just casually. She didn’t have any intentions to hook up.

We spoke for the entire night and right before bidding adieu in the morning, she gave me her phone number and said that I could hit her up on Whatsapp. I asked her if I could call her up as I wanted to hear her and she instantly agreed.

I called her immediately and was awestruck. She had such a smooth pitch to her voice and spoke in a very seductive tone (she speaks like that in general). We spoke over call for some time, post which I slept.

As I had wished, I woke up to her texts and was blown by what I read. She wanted to meet me for coffee on the coming Friday. I happily agreed and our plan was on.

Having spoken continuously for 6 days, we were finally about to meet. I reached the place a couple of minutes early. Super anxious, I was profusely sweating and my heartbeat was racing. I was dressed in a denim shirt, grey chinos with leather slip-ons. It was about time and I received a call from her asking me where I was.

She told me that she’d be there in 2 minutes. Since I had seen her pictures, expectations in real life were too damn high and the moment I recognized her entering the café, I stood up; with trembling legs, walked a little ahead, hugged her and got her a seat.

Super-hot would be an understatement to how she looked that day. A grey one-piece, open hair, no lip color and just gloss (she had asked me about my preference, earlier), paired with moderate heels. She matched my height with those. She was smelling just too good.

She sensed my nervousness and found it hilarious. We had a relaxed evening at the coffee followed by dinner before she left for her home. Our conversations were majorly around areas where we both got to know a lot about each other.

I reached home; called her and we got to talking as usual. I made sure to express how beautiful I found her earlier that evening and I could sense her voice change as she was blushing. We were flirting, it was around 2 am and she asked me if I had any plans for Saturday night and I responded saying I was hoping it’d be with her!

She paused, took the cue and we planned to meet. Until then our conversations had never been intended on a sexual note. I might have started our conversation from a hook-up’s intention, but our talks were more suited for a couple looking to date.

I knew that my impression on the upcoming date would really determine if anything were to happen between us. I made sure I was looking perfect; selected the most romantic restaurant in the city followed by a plan to go for a long drive towards the airport.

The clock struck 19:00 hours and I left to pick her up. She looked even more beautiful than when I first saw her and this time there was a lot more cleavage showing than our first date. She complimented me on my outfit and was very curious about the perfume I was wearing.

We were driving to the restaurant as I told her about the late-night drive plan. She asked me if I would be heading back home in the night to which I said in a sly manner that my going home would be dependent on her. She winked and hit me with her elbow jokingly.

We were at the restaurant and it was the perfect setting I could’ve asked for. The dimly lit ambiance, very soft music and not a lot of heckling by the waiters as they usually do. Being a Saturday night, the place was packed but that seemed fine given I and Ritvika were getting along too well.

The 7 year age gap seemed non-existent. We were at the restaurant for roughly 2.5 hours. I could sense she was very attracted to me.

She consistently leaned forward towards me as we spoke; made efforts to get a little touchy as she was hitting my legs under the table at times and even held my hands many times during the night. I was already in another dimension of excitement.

We cleared the cheque and as we were heading to the valet, she wrapped her arms around mine. I looked at her to find that she was already looking at me. I smiled and we got out.

In the car, I asked her as to how her evening was and she told me that dinner was good but the person I had it with was the highlight of the evening. By this, I was clear we have struck off and she was comfortable around me.

She cut me in my thoughts and asked me if I wanted to go on a long drive or wanted to get ridden long. I looked at her in shock and we both started laughing owing to her choice of words. We drove off to her home.

Throughout the way, I was hard and she was teasing me looking at the bulge. She touched it a couple of times and I let out moans. She kissed me at traffic signals. We reached her place, went up and got settled.

The tinder girl Ritvika sat beside me and told me that since her separation, she hasn’t slept with any other man and seeing how beautiful she is, I found it really hard to believe.

She told me she never expected to or intended to be there with me but over the past week, she had developed feelings for me and just as she said this, she hugged me. I was clueless and after some seconds, I wrapped my hands around her.

She said that although she was single, the age gap between us was why she is hesitant to get into bed with me. I responded saying, if we both have mutual feelings towards each other, we had nothing to worry about.

We were sitting there for almost 5 minutes immobile. I caressed her hair and continued to do so, post which she looked at me, grabbed my chin and pulled me closer as we lay there kissing. What started off as gentle pecks initially; within minutes we were playing with each other’s body.

Our tongues were in complete freedom as we indulged, and the entire room was echoing with the sound of our tongues slurping and kisses. My right hand ran around her hair and back and my left one continuously fondled her. With ever fondle getting harder, she let out moans that made our kiss even more raunchy.

Her hands were running around my crotch and she was pulling my hair too damn hard. She seemed dominant and the thought of it made me even more hard.

We helped each other strip and I had just witnessed the most beautiful sight ever. There she lay; a goddess in purple lingerie. With boobs at 34DD, her cleavage was exceptionally deep and a body put through yoga, her thigh gap was a huge turn on and ass, juicy AF.

I squeezed her boobs and rubbed her pussy as she stroked my dick and we were kissing against the wall. I could see her panties were all wet. I removed her bra and started to gently lick her erect nipples. She was very horny which was evident from her moans.

I licked her nipples and gently blew warm air over it which drove her mad. As I was licking her boobs, my fingers were running up and down her thigh and navel region. I started rolling my tongue down starting from her chin, all the way up to her panties and witness her eyes close in ecstasy as her soft moans filled the room’s silence.

I went down and did a little bit of tongue play with her toes and moved up to the inner thigh region. With my hands fondling Ritvika, my tongue gently tickled her inner thigh.

She couldn’t take it any longer and voluntarily removed her thong. I spread her legs only to find River Nile flowing down under. She was well shaved; her pussy, pink with huge labia to suckle on.

Her pussy smelt amazing and I rubbed her clit with my thumb gently, she moaned; I licked off the juices on my thumb and slowly ran my finger down the length of her labia. She whispered my name and said please don’t tease so much.

I chuckled and inserted my finger gently inside her pussy. She was tight and probably the wettest I have seen any woman be. After thrusting my finger in for 2-3 times, I made Ritvika lick it and then kissed her.

Looking at her with closed eyes and heavy breathing, I gently touched her clit with my tongue while my finger was deep in her. Her moans were getting loud.

I removed my fingers, spread her labia and started pushing my tongue against her clit and pressed that one region alone with all the strength my tongue could muster, and I was surprised by the results.

Ritvika was going mad; her moans were exceptionally loud, and she was dripping wet. I started eating her and rubbing her clit with my fingers constantly. I pushed my tongue as deep in her pussy as it was possible and was swirling it as I went up and down her pussy.

She kept breathing heavy and after a while, I could feel her hand pushing my head inside with more force than usual; her legs were wrapped around my head and her core muscles had started trembling. She screamed to an orgasm and I didn’t stop. She was in tears. Pulled me up as she laughed, and I lay beside her panting where she just hugged me.

After a couple of minutes of silence, as my eyes were closed, I could sense Ritvika stroking my hard dick. I opened my eyes to see her in front of me, looking at me with all her carnal desires in her beautiful eyes, smiling wickedly with her tongue stretched out to the tip of my dick.

She spat on my dick, rubbed it all over and licked the tip of my dick. She started off slow; using only her tongue initially, she started going to the deeper lengths of my dick and ‘MAN! O MAN!’, she knew how to give a perfect deepthroat. She did it better than how I had seen it in porn.

My dick was glazing with her saliva, my legs flexed, eyes closed, my dick was on the verge of a massive explosion. I told her to get up as I didn’t want to cum then, picked her in my arms and we sat on the couch making out. I was devouring every corner of her mouth and tongue. She was drenched in hickies.

Making her lie on the bed, I spread her legs as I went ahead to fuck her in missionary. She was very tight and keeping my control was hard.

I was moaning with every thrust it and she was scratching my back with her beautiful long nails, the marks of which are visible till date. Her hair lay spread on the bed in perfect symmetry and we were kissing.

She was struggling to moan and yet was unwilling to let go off my tongue. She pulled herself up to my neck and left hickies all over my collarbone and traps.

We got up, shifted to doggy position and with the same flow and intensity I started pushing myself in again. We were both profusely sweating and panting. Both of us moaning in ecstasy. Her ass was my toy. I squeezed in, spanked it until it turned red and even fingered her anally (Which she enjoyed and is considering anal sex now).

She was on the verge of another orgasm and I made her face-sit me. Lying down, I held her legs as she sat her pussy on my face and moved it as though she was riding my tongue.

In just a matter of seconds, she had her second orgasm but this time she didn’t stop, and I went on eating her for another prolonged period. As a result, she orgasmed again and this time there was actual cum dripping.

This was the first time that such a thing had ever happened with her before and I ate all of it. We kissed as she wanted to taste some of her cum too.

She got up and sat on me, rode my dick like a pro and I had never felt so amazing while having sex ever before. It wasn’t even 10 minutes and I told her that I was going to cum and she told me she wanted it inside of her to which I obliged and came a huge load in her.

She was dripping with my semen and just like that, she came on top, kissed me and pulled me inside the washroom.

We had a quickie in the shower where we had sex on top of a washing machine and she took all my cum in her mouth. We showered, cleaned ourselves up and got into bed. We were making out and cuddling until late night while Eric Clapton was playing on the speaker. We slept naked.

The following morning, she woke me up to her delicious tongue and luscious lips. She cooked me a huge breakfast spread. We chilled until noon, had another round of sex (in the Kitchen this time) and then I left.

Since then, we’re seeing each other. We are not officially dating but have made ourselves exclusive to each other.

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Hi, Friends, this is Krishna from Hyderabad 27 years old. I have a lot of experiences to share with you. Basically, I’m from Bhimavaram, staying at Hyderabad Kukatpally.

So let’s dig into the story. This is a real incident that happened 6 months ago in my apartment. Her name is Neelima, I’m a die-hard fan of aunties. I have a bad habit of sniffing armpits of girls. I like summer because of sweating which I like most.

I usually go for night shifts. One day while returning from the office I’m walking in the corridor of the apartment from lift to my flat. I got a strange musky smell. It aroused me and I found used the dress of girl/aunty which is dried on cable without washing.

I checked the surroundings and found nobody. I went to that dress and sniffed the smell. I got an erection and took the dress. I went to the stairs and masturbated. I wiped the cum and placed the dress at the same place. I got curious to find that sweat beauty girl/aunty from that flat.

For a few days, I didn’t find any people in the flat. I lose hope in finding that girl/aunty. One day in the afternoon I went for some food and returning to the flat waiting for the lift. I found aunty wearing the same dress which I cummed.

She looks so beautiful with the shape of 34-24-36 and sweating heavily. She looks like my sweat goddess. She is carrying a lot of luggage as there is a function in their flat (later I came to know that). I asked to help out to carry that luggage, she said OK.

I bent to take the luggage and found the smell of her body. I got an erection and I covered with those bags she is carrying. No convo happened in the lift. I carried the bags to her flat and she bid bye to me. I was walking to my flat and she called me back. I went to her and she asked me for my name and flat.

I told the flat number and returned. After 2 hours, she knocked on my door and I was shocked to see her at my flat. She invited me to her baby’s birthday in the evening and left. I went out to buy some toys and freshened up for the party. I went to her flat.

There are a lot of people in their flat. She saw me and introduced me to her husband. We talked for some time and she called her husband for the cake cutting. She looks so beautiful in pattu saree with the same sweat patch at her armpits. As it is summer she is getting a lot of sweat.

After we had dinner, I stayed for helping them to clean things. She changed the saree to nighty and the saree dried outside on cable. She came to me and cleaning the things and I got the smell of her armpit. I got aroused and got an erection. She caught my erection and she smiled at me.

I went back to my flat and masturbated twice. In the middle of the night, I woke up and went to her flat for her sweaty saree. I took the blouse and came back to the flat. I sniffed and masturbated again with huge cum and cleaned with that accidentally.

My cum patches are there on the blouse. I tried to clean but no use as it is pattu saree I failed to clean that. The next day after her husband left she knocked on my door with a blouse in her hand, I was shocked.

Neelima: what you have done to this.

Me: What you are talking about?

Neelima: You don’t know what you have done, you spoiled my 15000 saree blouse.

Me: I don’t know anything about that.

Neelima: Don’t lie I saw you taking my blouse.

I was shocked, I don’t know what to tell her.

Me: I’m sorry I am addicted to your body odor. I used to get mad when I saw your sweat armpit.

By hearing that she slapped me and went out of my flat. Days passed on I tried to speak with her, but she denied. On Saturday morning I was sleeping, someone knocked on my door. I opened and saw my goddess.

She was crying because her baby is sick as her hubby is out of the station. I along with her took the baby to the hospital and the baby’s health is normal. She thanked me and gave me one hug.

The next day she came to my flat with a tiffin and said sorry.

Me: Why?

Neelima: I slapped you on that day.

Me: I made a mistake, so you slapped me, nothing in that.

Neelima: It’s common for you guys, nothing wrong in it.

She gave me a green signal. I went close to her, kept my hand on her waist from the backside. She closed her eyes and she caught my hair. I sniffed her sweaty armpit, her body odor make me mad again. My tool got erected and poked her from the backside. She escaped from my hug and gave me a smile.

Neelima: Don’t hurry I’ll be yours. Control your feelings, today my hubby will go to his native place.

Me: Wow, call me when your hubby steps out.

We kissed and separated and waited till evening, at 10:30 my goddess called me.

Neelima: Waiting for you.

Without speaking any word I went to her flat. My god, she wore the same blouse and pattu saree with jasmines in her hair. She invited me inside and closed the door. I caught from the back and planted a kiss on her neck. She stopped and took me to the bedroom.

She decorated the bed with jasmines and roses as our 1st night. She came close to me and gave me a lip kiss. We kissed for 20 minutes, she was sweating so much. I took her saree and make her sit on the bed. I raised her petticoat and went to the pussy area.

She doesn’t wear any panties. I sniffed there and planted a kiss and licked for some time. She got her orgasm and she felt very happy. I removed my shirt and pant, I’m only in jockey. She woke up and kissed me on lips. She kissed my nipples and played for some time.

She removed my jockey and took my penis in her mouth. She smoothly licked for 15 minutes and I released my juices in her mouth. She drank without missing a single drop and we slept. She came on me and showed me her sweaty armpits to me and asked to sniff them.

Guys smell of sweat with a combination of jasmines can make you mad. I became mad and my tool erected again. She guided into her vagina and fucked me for 5 minutes. She removed her blouse and thrown on me. I smelled her blouse and got high.

I make her sleep on the bed. I came to the missionary position. We fucked for 15 minutes and I asked where to cum. She said to cum inside. By sniffing her armpit I cummed huge cum inside her. We both slept till morning. We fucked in the morning aging before leaving. This my story guys hope you liked it

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Good day folks, this is my first story on any platform. Please forgive me for any mistakes and pass on your valuable feedback in the comments. So let’s get to the story.

This happened when I was in junior college. Me being of a chubby nature had what you can call ‘man boobs’ and a fat ass. I had to go to a place around 50kms away from my house, to meet a friend who had come over in transit for a few days.

I waited on the side of a road hoping I would get a lift, that way I could save some money. After a long 20 minutes wait, a car approached me and enquired as to where I was going. I told him where I was off. Luckily he was going in the same direction and said I could hop in.

I got into the car and we set off. The driver was around 40 years old and hard dark skin. I believe he belonged somewhere on the African continent. He was strong built. The car smelled of cigarettes. I was okay with it because even I used to smoke.

As we started, we exchanged names, and I dived into my phone. The usual teenage stuff, Facebook, WhatsApp, and bla bla. A few minutes into the drive, he desperately tried to start a conversation. To which I gradually had to give in, as I couldn’t afford being dropped off in the middle of the road.

We talked about general stuff and out of nowhere he randomly grabbed my hand. Even though I felt uncomfortable, I didn’t pull my hands off. He then started caressing my hands while talking. His hands were very rough compared to mine.

He asked whether I break my knuckles, to which I replied that I do it all the time. He took this as a signal and started breaking my knuckles one by one. It felt really weird. After breaking the knuckles of all my fingers, he let go of my hand. I let out a deep breath thanking god that it was over.

He put on some music and lighted a cigarette. I too asked him permission to smoke in the car and lit a cigarette I had with me. As I knew nothing about him, I asked him about his work. He said he works in a firm near to my home and also drives as a taxi after work.

While talking, I noticed him staring at my chest at times. I had worn a t-shirt that was a bit tight, revealing my man boobs. The t-shirt was sportswear and it stuck tightly to my skin. But that was it, so I didn’t bother much. I got back digging into my mobile.

Suddenly he kept his hand on my thighs. I looked up at him and he just smiled. I don’t know what got into me, I didn’t ask him to take his hands off. Instead just smiled back at him. He took this as a signal to caress my thighs. This was a first for me. After a few minutes, I started liking it.

I felt my nipples get hard. I enjoyed having his hands on my thighs. He looked at me and asked whether I liked it. I stayed quiet and just smiled. He grabbed my hand and kept it on his crotch area, and asked me to feel it. I started feeling his cock. He asked me whether I wanted to see his cock, to which I said yes.

He undid his zip and took out his cock. I was taken aback by the size. It was around 8 inches long and thick. It was much bigger than mine. I started stroking his cock slowly. He slid his hand into my t-shirt and started feeling my nipples. I loved the feeling. He said he will stop at a deserted place, to which I said okay.

I kept stroking his cock slowly and could feel it grow rock hard in my hands. He then asked me to suck it. (Let apart sucking, this is the first time I’m even holding another guy’s cock in my hand). I said I do not know how to suck. He then passed me his phone after selecting a video and asked me to watch it.

It was gay porn. I watched it and continued to gently stroke his cock. In a few minutes, we were in the middle of nowhere. There was not a single car or person in the vicinity. He asked me to get out and follow him. There was a small farm with sheep and camels and a small building in it.

I followed him and we went in. He knocked on the door and out came a short young lad. I saw the guy paying the short lad some money, and asked him to wait outside. The young lad looked at me and passed a kinky smile. I followed the man into the building.

The young lad slapped me on my ass and walked away. It was a tiny room with a bed and some kitchen utensils. He sat on the bed and I sat beside him. He came closer to me and started kissing my neck. I could feel his breath on my neck, and this made me horny.

He moved a hand into my t-shirt and pressed my boobs while still kissing my neck. He came up and brought his lips close to mine. I had completely surrendered. He started kissing me, and I too started kissing him back. We passionately kissed and exchanged saliva.

He instructed me to remove my t-shirt. I did as said. He made me lay down and came on top of me. He again started kissing my neck. He moved down to my nipples and started sucking on them. I was in heaven. I moved my hand to feel his cock, but couldn’t because he was wearing jeans.

Understanding this, he got up and removed his closed and was only in his inners now. Before pouncing back on me, he removed my tracks. He resumed kissing and sucking my nipples. I could feel his cock touching mine. He went further down and removed my inner.

He licked the tip of my cock. Later, my entire cock was in his mouth and he sucked me. He turned me around and spread my ass cheeks. He kissed and licked my asshole. I loved the way that felt. I was in seventh heaven moaning loud. He again turned me around and brought his cock close to my mouth.

I licked the tip of his cock. It was all wet with precum. I later licked his entire cock. He asked me to keep my mouth open and started pushing his cock inside my mouth. At times he pushed his cock deep down my throat. After a few minutes of mouth fucking, he placed a pillow under me and spread my legs wide.

He licked my asshole for a few minutes, pushing his finger inside in between. He then again came on top and told me to suck his cock. After his cock was all wet with my saliva, he placed it near my hole and pushed it in with all his might. I cried out loud. Tears rolled down my cheeks.

He didn’t move for a while. His cock was completely in my ass. He gently started fucking me. Gradually the pain vanished, and I started moaning in pleasure. I loved having his cock in my ass. He later asked me to get on all fours and fucked me in the doggy style.

After around 30 minutes of hard fucking, he released huge loads of cum in me. He pulled out his cock and stared at his cum dripping from my asshole. He licked my asshole again and came to my cock. He took my cock in his mouth and sucked me till I released my cum into his mouth.

We exchanged a few kisses and cleaned ourselves. He again fucked me in the shower. But this time, he was accompanied by the young lad who worked on the farm.

I’ll leave that for a separate story. Please leave your feedback in the comments section.

Hi, all this is John from Bangalore. All of my stories have really happened in my life. I am an average, 5.7 tall man, with 5.5 inches long and 3-inches round thickness tool to satisfy any female. I am an expert in drying holes.

This story started last year which has happened on my first wedding anniversary. I was in my in-laws home at that time. A small party was going on there. I cannot say that I don’t have that intention first like that bla bla bla.

Her name is Nancy 5.2 tall and stats are 32-28-34. She has completed post-graduation and in the job-searching mode. She looks like a bombshell any male will try to flirt with her in his bed.

Coming to the story, the party started with in-laws and relatives. We both got blessings from all and we were enjoying it. Suddenly I went to pee inside the bathroom. I got some moaning sounds and shocked. As usual shouted who’s that, with a low voice, Nancy replied, “It’s me.”

John: What are you doing and what is that sound?
Nancy: Nothing
John: First you come out.

Nancy: Just a few minutes.
John: I’m waiting.
Nancy: Coming.

After that, she came out by adjusting her jumpsuit. I asked about the previous questions. She kept quiet and head downed. I said, “I’ll not let anyone know, tell me.” She said, “I’ll let you know after the party. Just wait on the rooftop.”

The party completed and all the relatives left. We all started to go to our rooms. I said to my wife that I will smoke on the rooftop and come. She said ok and left. I went and smoked and was waiting for Nancy. She slowly came wearing a one-piece sleeveless dress up to knees with a silky jacket covered.

Nancy was quiet and I started the conversation.
John: What happened to you?
Nancy: Keep quite.
John: Let me know.

Nancy: I can’t explain to you.
John: Any problem?
Nancy: Yes.
John: Explain to me I’ll solve it.

Nancy: My friend sent me an xxx video.
John: What?
Nancy: By seeing I got tempted and fingered my hole.
John: Oh!

Nancy: Please don’t say to anyone.
John: suddenly xxx videos?
Nancy: I asked her to send it.
John: What happened to you?

Nancy: You and my sister making sounds in the bedroom so I need to know what’s happening.
John: So you want to know?
Nancy: Yes.

John: You can ask me.
Nancy: What?
John: I’ll show you.

Nancy: What you will show?
John: Don’t act smart.
Nancy: It’s not correct.

She started to leave and I suddenly held her hand and pulled to mine. She said old leave me. I said I’m ready to show you what you want dear. Nancy got shocked by saying this and she said it’s not the correct thing. I slowly hugged her and said, You are my dream girl, Nancy. I wanna give you more fun than to your sister.”

Nancy pushed me and said, “Are you kidding me? How can you do it for me?” I replied, “Nancy let’s keep this a secret between us.” Nancy said, “It’s not correct.” Suddenly I hugged her tightly and kissed her neck. I sucked earlobe continuously without a sec gap.

Nancy also hugged me by that kisses. Slowly removed her jacket and started kissing her cleavage sucking them. Nancy was moaning slowly. I started pressing her boobs slowly one by one by liplock. Nancy grabbed my back tightly by her hands.

I started removing her dress. To my surprise, she didn’t wear any inners. Nancy got nude by removing the dress. What a body a real bombshell. My tool started saluting her nude. I removed my shirt and pant and inners became nude. She started seeing my tool for some time.

I asked, “Do you like it?” I started to kiss her body from top to bottom except for her pussy. Nancy moaning softly. Now I widened her legs and smelled her clean-shaven pinkish pussy. She got shivering vibes by touching her pussy. Now I started slowly licking pussy in her standing position.

Nancy was moaning louder. I kept licking for 10-15 minutes and tasted her cum, it’s a sweet taste. Nancy said, “I can’t stand now.” I kept my dress on the floor and said to sleep on that. Now I started kissing her, pressing, sucking her boobs and started kissing and licking her total body.

Nancy moaning started, I kept licking her pussy again. I got some wetness in her pussy and said, “Nancy to keep quiet for a few minutes.” She closed her mouth with her hands. I slowly took my tool head to her pussy and inserted it. Nancy was shouting with a closed mouth.

But I slowly entered into her pussy with my tool head. I asked, “Nancy this is the first time?” She replied, “I am a virgin and you are the first to enter into it.”
After hearing that I got happy and pushed my entire tool with one stroke. Her pussy got torn and bleeding started.

Nancy shouted loud with hands on her mouth. I removed her hands and kissed her mouth with a passionate kiss for some time. After a few minutes, slowly I started to and fro movement in missionary position. Nancy got set and enjoying the fuck. Slowly I increased the speed of fuck.

She also reacted to my fuck. I started some more speed and she was moaning louder and louder. After 20 minutes of fucking, she released her loads twice. I removed my tool and sprinkled my loads on her boobs. I and Nancy rested for a few minutes and cleaned ourselves.

We dressed up and kissed for a few minutes. Nancy asked me to give the same pleasure once again. I promised her that you are my dream girl and I’ll give it to you for lifelong. That’s our first session completed. I’ll explain to you in the next story how I fucked Nancy and her friend in my in-laws home.

Please feel free to contact me with any feedback. Here is my personal mail ID: [email protected]. I hope you all enjoyed. I will catch you all in the next part.

Welcome back, readers.

Description of the characters:

Amith – a shopkeeper Anita is close with. He had sex with Kareema and indirectly claimed to have sex with Anita.

Anita – Kareema’s roommate in the boarding. Had sex with Banduka.

Banduka – Anita’s taxi driver

Channa – Kareema’s boss, had sex with Kareema.

Dhammika – introduced in this chapter

Kareema – the main protagonist of the story. Had sex with

1. Husband
2. Amith
3. Channa

In that order.

Now, to the new chapter. Enjoy!

They got off at the gym, which was like a block away from the boarding. They went through the door. The gym instructor, Dhammika, came forth and welcomed her. Dhammika was a well-built man, with a beard.

“Hello Anita, so this is the friend you talked about?”

“What did he mean ‘talked about’?” Kareema thought but remained silent.

“Ah yeah, her name is Kareema. she’s also interested in your ‘special’ membership”

“Wait, what?” Again, Kareema thought only.

“Ah wow, that’s cool, but don’t keep letting the secret loose like this, will ya?” Dhammika asked with fake anger. “Okay, so Kareema, come with me,” Dhammika said as he showed her the way to a door.

“Anita, you can stay here,” Dhammika said as he opened the door and guided Kareema inside.

Kareema was reluctant. She knew by now how her encounters with men in tight spaces seemed to end. But she wasn’t confident enough to back off either. She had to pull it off somehow.

So far, both Amith and Channa were more dangerous sex machines than her husband. Yes, sex was fun when the man was aggressive, but that kinda sex also wore her out for days to come. Where they entered, was a lonely gym room.

“This is where special members work out,” Dhammika said, closing and locking the door. “Anita said you ‘did’ your boss yesterday, so I guess you’re kinda aching right now. Now, take off your blouse, blouse, and trouser, lay on the bench, and take the load.”

“But, you’re not gonna ‘Do’ me, right?” Kareema asked, with confusion, because Dhammika said ‘load’.

“Ah no, I meant the weight I have loaded to the bench, lol,” Dhammika said with a smile, patting on the bar he’d used to load the weight to the bench. “Now do it. Don’t worry, I won’t touch you.”

After the routine, Kareema asked about the fee. But Dhammika said, “You’re paying at the end of the month, Kareema. Not now. Now, I guess Anita is waiting for you.”

When Kareema went outside, Anita was waiting for her, after her work out.

“Guess it went fine.”

“Ah yeah, sure. I’m already feeling better,” Kareema said.

“Let’s go home, prepare, and watch porn. Come on!”

It had been two weeks since Kareema has sex for the last time. These days, there were occasions when strange men, and even Channa, was leaving the boarding as Kareema went there from the gym.

She wore a pushup bra, a t-shirt, a pair of yoga pants and shoes, to go to the gym. She was going to the gym, every other day. She noticed Dhammika growing more and more impatient. Now, he had started touching her, occasionally, here and there, when guiding or helping her with exercises.

“Hey!” Kareema said as his touching seemed intentional, pushing his hand away, sometimes.

“Sorry,” Dhammika said, while his attentive look kept glued to Kareema.

“Two weeks and you’re paying me. I can’t wait,” Dhammika once said, as he handed her her weights for the bench press.

“That’s a bit too much of an excitement for a membership payment. Don’t you think?” Kareema said, starting to push the weight up.

“Not from my two special members, you and Annie. (That’s how he called Anita.) Special member, special payment.”

She put her shirt away when she lifted weights. She was trying to be a conservative woman again and exposing this much of skin to this man, irritated her, but she had no choice.

Kareema had also changed noticeably during this time. Her body seemed a little toned, and her boobs felt stronger and a little harder to be squeezed.

“Hmmm. That’s interesting,” Anita said as she once felt Kareema’s boobs in their room. Her ass and her thighs were also stronger. She was on a weird and exercise plan, and they seemed to work pretty effectively. Also, she was feeling hornier than ever.

“I guess I’m perfectly good now,” Kareema finally said to Anita.

The next day, Kareema boarded the bus to go home. But this time, she was alone. “I’ve gotta finish a few things here, Kareema,” Anita said back in the office, as Kareema was leaving.

“I wonder what they are,” Kareema thought. With all the help offered from men, what couldn’t possibly be left for her to do. As she left, she saw Amith entering the office area. She avoided him and walked straight. Amith smiled anyway as he walked inside the office.

There’s always huge traffic around the evening on the route Kareema went to the boarding, and this day was no exception. After getting to the boarding, she prepared herself to cook the dinner.

But when she stepped outta her room, she was surprised to see Amith and Channa having arrived at her boarding. Right then, they were the only occupants of the building. Anita was not around.

“Channa, Amith, what are you two doing here? Where’s Anita?” Kareema asked, pulling together her housecoat even further. She was dressed in a nightdress, housecoat, and her headcover.

“We’re here for the threesome, Kareema. I guess she didn’t tell you,” Channa said, as he got up and started slowly walking towards Kareema.

“What threesome? Anita isn’t here for that. I guess you guys should leave,” Kareema said, as she got back into her room and tried to lock it. But Channa placed his boot in and the door bounced off his boot.

“Channa, please don’t. I’m not doing this again,” Kareema said as she backed off to her bed. Channa entered. Amith entered behind him.

“Come on, Kareema, it won’t take much to get you to the mood,” Amith said as he closed into the bed.

Kareema got up fast to run away, but Channa stood in the way and pushed her back. As she was pushed back, Amith locked her hands behind her back, using his left arm. With his right hand, he covered her mouth.

“Mmm!” Kareema said as she struggled.

“Damn girl, you’ve surely got stronger after two weeks of gymming,” Channa said, as he held her in place.

“Well, too bad you’re not the only one here to gym,” Channa said.

With her arms pulled back, her boobs looked even bigger.

“Alright, let’s do this,” Channa said as he took hold of the two sides of her housecoat, and pulled them apart. He pushed her housecoat down to her arms.

Kareema had to so something. She tried to kick his groin. Unexpectedly, he held her leg midway and avoided the kick.

“Alright, that’s it. Guess you wanna do this the hard way,” Channa said as he backed off and took out a filled syringe from his pocket. Amith tightened his grip even further, making Kareema moan.

“Mmm!” Kareema said, as Channa closed in, held her face in place tight. He stuck the needle of the syringe right into her left thigh and pressed all the liquid in. She felt the tingle, and her inside heating up. As Amith left her and stepped aside.

“Channa, how long till the meds kicks in?” Amith asked as he closed into Channa.

“Not long, I guess. Never had to use this before.”

Kareema wasn’t in her right mind to hear any of these things. She was feeling so badly horny. She was not even completely human at this point, fairly said. Her eyes started getting red because of the high blood supply into her eyes, and she made a wide and wild smile.

“Wanna play, boys? Let’s play!” Kareema said with a wild look and a demanding voice. She would now let any man do anything to her. Channa and Amith closed in. Amith got behind and got her arms locked like before. This time, she showed no resistance.

“You really wanna do that, boy?” Kareema asked, with a smile, turning around and looking at Amith, to which Amith made no effort to reply. Channa held her jaw and cheeks with his hands, turned her face towards her. He started licking all over her face.

Kareema tried to eat his mouth once or twice. But Channa still kept licking all over her face anyway. After a while, Channa left her arms and went for her boobs, as Channa started eating her mouth.

Since she wasn’t expecting to see a man, she wasn’t wearing her headcover. So after a while, Channa could turn her face aside and start eating the right side of her neck.

“Aah, this feels great,” Kareema said, as Amith pulled down her housecoat off her arms.

After a while, both Amith and Channa took her by each of her hands and pinned her against the wall. Channa was holding her right hand by his left, and Amith, holding her left hand by his right.

Then they started squeezing her boobs, once they pulled her nightdress apart and her bra up and off her boobs.

“Damn, they’re harder than before,” Channa said. The two men were trying to squeeze her boobs as hard as possible.

“Aah!” Kareema was moaning repeatedly as the men squeezed her boobs over and over again. Yes, it still hurt her a bit, but she knew that this time it won’t hold her back for long. She knew that this sex was going to be her barrier breaker once and for all.

After a while, Amith went down, pulled down her underwear and started eating her pussy. Channa started changing between squeezing and jiggling her boobs, each in each of his hands and slapping them.

“Aah!” Kareema moaned each time he slapped them. He slapped her tits harder and harder until she covered them with her hands at some point. Then, he pinned her hands against the wall and started eating her right boob.

Channa was sucking her nipple vigorously. After a while, her nipple started hurting. “Channa, it’s hurting me now,” Kareema finally said. The meds were wearing out, but she wanted to finish this.

Channa didn’t keep hurting her. He changed to her other boob and started sucking it too, just as vigorously.

“Aah,” Kareema moaned all the way.

After a while, Amith started sucking her clitoris. This was too much for her. It was weakening her legs.

“Oh god no,” Kareema said, trying to pull her legs together. Amith responded by pulling them apart, keeping them still, and sucking her clitoris even harder.

“Aaah!” Kareema screamed. This time, she struggled to break free and did. She held Channa’s head that was eating her left boob, pushed him away. She held Amith by his hair and pushed him away too.

Now both of her nipples were aching. Then, the two men grabbed her. Amith locked her arms behind her back. Channa held her jaw in his right hand, forced it open like he did the last time he fucked her, and spat in her mouth, like before.

Then he slapped her left cheek, lightly, which made her close her eyes for a moment. “Will you do this again?” Channa asked, to which Kareema just kept looking at him, unfazed.

“Amith, make her say no,” Channa said. Amith held her both arms in his left arm, held her hair tightly in his right hand, and pulled it left and right.

“Aah!” She screamed each time he pulled her hair to one side.

“Say it!” Channa demanded.

“Okay, no no, I won’t,” Kareema said, now with an utterly defeated voice.

“Now, you’re free to do what you want, when we say you are. You’ll talk only to answer and you answer only when we ask you. You have to say ‘Sir’ to us every time you respond. Did you understand?” Kareema remained unfazed, again, and Amith pulled her hair up and down, to which she screamed again.

“Yes, yes, please,” Kareema pleaded.

“Yes, what?” Channa asked as Amith pulled her hair downwards, turning her head upwards.

“Yes sir,” Kareema said, and Amith left and arms, held her hair in his hand, and pushed her down to her knees.

“Aah!” Kareema said as she knelt. Amith pulled her to her feet by her hair, pulled all her clothes off, threw them away, and threw her to the floor again. She was looking at them with fake anger in her eyes, as the two men got undressed too.

“Let’s go to your room,” Channa said, as Amith held her hair and started pulling her towards their room. As they were in her room, Amith pushed her to her bed.

“Ah!” Kareema said as she fell on the bed, almost lifeless.

“Suck this, Bitch,” Channa said, as he held her hair tight in his right hand, and pulled her face to his dick. As she opened her mouth, getting on her fours, he rammed his in and out, all the way, in her mouth. She started gagging.

After a while, Channa took his cock out, now dripping with her saliva. She had two wet marks on her face, marked with her tears.

“Want more, bitch?”

“Yes sir,” Kareema said in a light voice.

“Good. Ram her ass!”

“Ah?” As Kareema looked back, frightened, Amith held her hip in place, placed his dick on her asshole, and rammed it in. This was her first time taking it in her ass, so it hurt like hell.

“Aaah!” She screamed, as she bit her teeth and rolled her fists.

“Damn, it could have cut my dick on half,” Channa said.

Amith squeezed her hip and started fucking her ass. Little by little, the pain was disappearing and she started enjoying it.

“Ah!” Kareema was moaning but wasn’t saying anything.

“Okay Bitch, you’re free to talk now,” Channa said.

“Ah yeah, fuck that fucking ass harder. Ah, yes, yes!” Kareema was screaming in pleasure.

After a while, Amith changed to her pussy and started fucking her there. Channa held her hair, turned her face forward, and started fucking her mouth again.

“Mmm!” Kareema was gagging again.

“Alright, now let’s try something different. Amith, turn her sideways,” Channa said, as he pulled his cock back out.

Channa got out of her and pushed her by her hip into falling on the bed. Channa closed in from her front and turned her left leg towards her head.

“Damn, after two weeks of the gym, you’ve become pretty flexible,” Channa said as he placed his dick over her pussy and started fucking her pussy.

“Ah! Ah!” Kareema started moaning each time she was rammed.

“Amith, what are you waiting for? Come join in,” as Channa said so, Amith laid behind her back, put his arms around her, held her tight and started ramming her ass from behind.

“Aah! Yes yes, give it to me. Yes, yes,” Kareema said as she turned her face towards Amith, when he held her jaw in his left hand, kissed her lips, and kept fucking.

By now, Kareema’s tits weren’t hurting anymore, but they still were red due to excessive grabbing. But Channa badly wanted to feel her tits again.

“Amith, lock her hands and turn her up, on yourself,” Channa said. Amith, still with his dick inside her, stopped the ramming. Channa got out of her, locked her arms with both his hands and turned her upwards.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Kareema asked, looking at Amith.

Now, Kareema was laying on Amith, and looking upwards. Her arms were locked and her legs were off the bed, and so were those of Amith. Channa got between her legs, rammed her pussy once, bent down, and held each of her tits in each of his hands.

“Aah, that hurts,” Kareema moaned, but not in a hurt tone.

Channa started fucking her, using the ‘boob holds’ to move his body back and forth.

“Ah, yeah, fuck my fucking pussy.”

After a while, he kept her tits pulled towards him, and started fucking her in that position. Amith couldn’t wait down her like that anymore.

“Channa, can I get off for a while?”

“Sure,” Channa said as he rolled aside, still with her tits in his hands and his dick inside her pussy. Once Amith got off and away, Channa went back to the position and started fucking her again. Her boobs were being pulled towards Channa, each time he rammed in. Finally, she held each of his wrists in her hands.

“Easy, or you’ll rip them off,” Kareema said as Channa stopped and looked at her.

As she finished, Channa leaned forth, putting his weight over her. With her boobs still squeezed in his hands, and started fucking her again.

“That’s better. Ah yeah, fuck my fucking pussy.”

After fucking her for some more time like that, he left her tits, put his dick out, ejaculated a few times. He released a load of semen on her belly.

“Come on now, Amith. Finish her off,” Channa said as he moved aside.

There was hardly anything for him to finish off, though. She was laying there, unable to move. Amith came and pulled her into her fours. He knelt behind her, held her hip tight, and started fucking her pussy.

Sometimes, still fucking her, he would leave one hand off her hip and slap her ass once or twice. Then hold her hip again, and keep fucking her even harder. After a while, he stopped, bent, held each of her arms in each of her hands, pulled her into a hug from behind, held her tits squeezed in his hands.

He started fucking again. Her head was moving up and down, as he held his wrists. After a while, he stopped fucking her, turned her outside, jacked his cock off a few times and ejaculated his load all over her tits.

“How was it, Kareema?” Channa asked as the two men started getting dressed.

“Mmm, you guys tortured me, but I loved it,” Kareema said, as she was collecting their semen off her body and sucking them off her fingers.

“So, are you ready to keep getting fucked by Sinhalese men?”

“Yes,” Kareema said, still licking off their semen.

“Will you be our Sinhalese cock whore?”

“Yes, I will.”

“Say it.”

“I will be your Sinhalese cock whore.”

“Good. BTW, keep this,” Channa said as he pulled out his wallet, and one by one, threw notes on her body.

“One, two, three, four and five, that’s fifty thousand there.”

Kareema had no idea why she was doing this. This was no longer the shy, modest girl her parents raised.

“You want a day off tomorrow? I think you’re tired,” Channa asked, as Amith left the room.

“Fuck day-offs. Give me your fucking cocks, and I’ll show up every day,” she said like she didn’t even care. She moved back to eating their semen.

“Alright, let’s go, Amith,” Channa said as he also went out.

After a while, Kareema heard them going away. Amith said, “Man, one day the sperm bank will accept her semen,” to which they both laughed.

“Oh god, these guys destroyed me. I gotta sleep a while,” Kareema thought as she turned around to sleep in that semen and sweat-soaked mattress.

Look forth for more parts. Stay tuned. Peace.

It was just another day when I, my girlfriend and few of our common friends decided to hang out at her place. The time was set to 6 in the evening. Everyone gathered around 6 and as usual, I was late. “Where are you? We are all here” said Shelly, my girlfriend.

“I am almost at your place, get the gate open”, she came down and opened the gates and gave me a tight hug. We both were virgins but we did stuff. As she hugged me, I hugged back and kissed her.

We went to meet others. We talked, laughed, made a few sexual jokes and ate food. The clock struck 8, suddenly her parents came all dressed up and told us that they have to go to a party in the next town. “You guys make yourselves comfortable, we are going out of town for a party. And keep track of time and don’t be late home everyone.”

“Yes aunty, we won’t”.

They went out and we started our gossip again. A five minutes later, Milly, my girlfriend’s bestie started making sexual jokes again and said, “I bet Shelly you have never seen a dick before.”

My girl put a huge smile on her face and put her hand over my pants and replied,

“I have seen, I have suck, I have swallowed cum, I have been titfucked and facialed by this dick. I know my parents will go out tonight, that’s why I called you guys so that my parents won’t doubt that their daughter is going to lose her virginity tonight”.

“And now if you guys excuse us, we need to get going”.

Everyone laughed and they left.

We were now all alone in my virgin girlfriend’s house. Shelly hugged me and I hugged her back. I put my hand in her leggings and started pinching her clit. Even though we never had sex before, she had blown me quite a few times and I had fingered her, fondled her melons and spanked her whenever we could.

By the way, I am 6’3″, fair, athletic with a 7″ long and 2″ girth dick. My girlfriend, she’s petite, caramel complexion, flat tummy with 34D boobs and a perfect bubble butt around 38. Whenever I see her ass, I just want to fuck her bad. We are actually kinky and did a great deal of stuff and more importantly, we loved each other’s cum.

We moved to the master bedroom and she placed a plastic sheet to clean up the mess later as she use to cum a lot. She then told me to sit in the chair and enjoy the show.

I sat down with my dick throbbing in my pants. My girlfriend slowly and in the most sexual way started to give me a striptease.

Shelly removed her leggings to her knees and then turned around to give me a good look at her ass bent down and removed the leggings. Then she slowly unzipped her top chain and slowly removed it. Red knickers and a sexy red bra.

She then got on the bed and sat with her legs wide spread. Facing towards me, she started fondling her boob. I can now clearly see a wet spot on my gf’s panty and took my dick out. It was like a flag pole, completely erect. I started stroking it.

The virgin girl then opened her bra and motioned me to get on the bed. I got on the bed and slapped her face with my dick. Shelly then took my dick-head in her mouth and started sucking it, slowly trying to take the whole thing in. She was moving her mouth over my dick and trying to take in as much as possible.

Meanwhile, I grabbed the head and started mouthfucking my girlfriend, pushing my dick as far as possible. Shelly tapped my hand and took my dick ou. She took a deep breath and again shoved it in.

My dick was again hitting the back of my horny Indian gf’s throat, trying to go even further. It was fucking amazing! After a few minutes, I took my dick out again and started deepthroating her once more.

Then I motioned her that I’ll come soon but she didn’t respond. Most portion of my dick was going in and out and my ball sacks were hitting on her lower chin. I felt my dick throbbing so I pushed it into her mouth even more and cummed in her throat.

My dick was still hard and sloppy. My girlfriend’s lipstick and her hair were all messed up. I tried to repay the favor by going down on her, but she stopped me and said,

“Stop teasing.. just fuck me now.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I aligned my dick towards Shelly’s virgin cunt and pushed in. My gf’s pussy was hell tight and when my dick head just moved inside her, she screamed loudly and dug her nails on my back.

“Are you okay? Should I stop? Should I pull out now?”

“NOOOOOOOOO…don’t stop, go a little slow, don’t fucking stopppp..”

I started to fondle her boobs and slowly tried to push in.

“OHHH..AHH..AHHH… AAAHHH”, she moaned.

“I am goooooonnnnaaaaa cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmm..”, Shelly came and I tried to push as much as I can.

“Ahhhhhh..that’s hurting”, she exclaimed as I hit her cervix. Slowly, I started going in and out and she started to moan in pleasure,

“AH.. FU..CKK.. ME FUCK.. ME HARD.. KE..EP GOO..ING.. ING.. DON’T STOP.. KEEP GOING”.

Then I pulled my dick out. Cum started flowing from her pussy. She shouted, “PUT THE FUCKING DICK BACK IN MY PUSSY”.

I had my girlfriend on all four and started ramming her pussy in this position for another 30 minutes. She must have cummed a lot during this time as I could feel her cum flowing down my legs.

We then again switched position. She was lying on the bed with her legs on my shoulder and I was fucking her standing by the bed.

In that position, I could push my whole dick in. She groaned and screamed and started cumming again. I could feel that I was going to cum again so I pushed her back on the bed and started fucking her brutally.

She shouted, “Stop..Stoppp.. I can’t take anymore.. Stopppp…” But in the heat of the moment, I couldn’t stop and kept ramming Shelly for 10 more minutes. Then I let a deep moan and came inside my girlfriend.

I moved next to her started apologizing for not stopping. She stopped me, “Babe, I am glad you didn’t. It was amazing. I had a brutal fuck fetish like this. It came true and it was you.”

“No, this isn’t right, you have that fetish Shelly, and I will make it come true.”

We laid like this for 10-15 minutes and collected the cum on the bed. It was a bowl filled with cum. Then we ate and fucked again and slept at 5 in the next morning, sweaty and smelling like sex in my girlfriend’s bed all spooning.

To be continued.

Do tell me what you expect in the next parts through comments. I am Amal.

Anni udan kaama uravu eer pattu koviluku selvathaaga ennai azhaithu thirai arangirku azhaithu sendru annanuku theriyaamal en udan kala uravu vaithu sex seithom. Innum enna velam nadanthathu endru intha tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiren.

Vaarungal kaama inba mazhaiyil nanaiyalam, annanuku theriyaamal anniyai thirai arangil vaithu seithu kondu irunthen.

Anni pundaiyai irukai keezhe muti potu kondu iru thudaiyil kai vaithu kondu pundaiyil mugathai poruthi nandraaga naakai ootaikul vittu eduthu urinthu kondu irunthen. Anni nakum pozhuthu kaiyai en thalaiyil vaithu kuthiyil azhuthi kondaal, naan vidamal aval pundaiyai naki konde irukum pozhuthu padathil idai velai vitargal.

Anni en thalaiyil irunthu kaiyai eduthu vittu rajesh interval endru sollinaal, naan udane mele ezhuthu irukaiyil amarnthu konden. Anni aadaiyai sari seithu kondal, iruvarum kathal seiya aarambithom, anni en manathil neenga idam pidithaal.

Iruvarum sendru siru neer kazhithu vitu ondraaga popcorn vaangalam endru sendrom aanal anni popcorn vaanga vendam dairy milk vaangu endru sollinaal.

Dairy milk vaangi kondu thirai aranginul sendrom, padam poda aarambithaagal vilakugal anainthathu. Anni en thol meethu kai pottu kondu irunthaal, naan anni mulai meethu saithu konden, pinbu anni madiyil paduthu konden. Anni en kanathil kai vaithu kondu irunthaal appadiye kai viralai en vaaiyil vida aarambithaal.

Anni kai viralai sappa aarambithen, anni ini en udaimai endru thondriyathu en manam muzhuvathum avalidam sendru vitathu. Anni chudithar pantai kayata aarambithaal, enaku purinthathu avaluku innum thirupthi pera villai endru, anni kayatiyathum naan muti poda aarambithen. Muti potu anni pundaiyai meendum suvaika aarambithen.

Ippozhothu kathal athigamaaga irunthathu aanal moodu kuraivaagave irunthathu, anni pundaiyai sirithu neram suvaithen appozhuthu anni kaiyil vaithu iruntha dairy milkai eduthu aval kuthi meethu thadavinaal.

Chocolate urugiya nilaiyil irunthathu, athai paathi varai anni pundaiyil thadava aarambithaal, anni pundaiyil irukum chocolate anaithaiyum naakal naki suvaika aarambithen.

Anni thalaiyil kai vaithu kondu paduthu vital, nandraaga kuthiyai vaaiyai edukaamal sappi suvaika aarambithaal. Pundai neer chocolatetil kalanthu suvai vera vithamaaga irunthathu, nandraaga anni pundayai urinthu suvaithu konde irukum pozhuthu anni pundaiyil irunthu paal vanthathu.

Anni pundai paal chocolate kalanthu suvaiyaaga vaaikul irangiyathu.

Oru sottu kuda vidamal sappi muzhuvathaiyum sappi kudithu viten, anni en thalaiyai miga irukamaaga pidithu kuthiyil kanju varum pozhuthu azhuthinaal. Nandraga pundaiyai suvaitha pinbu anni enai lip lock seithaal. Sirithu neram anni tholil saithu kondu paduthu irunthen, anni kanathil kai vaithu thadavi koduthu kondu irunthaal.

Sirithu neram kazhinthathu anni mendum kaiyai thudaiyil vaika aarambithaal, sunni viraika aarambithathu. Enakum aasaiyaaga irunthathu mendum anni vaaiyil sunniyai vida manam thavithathu aanal anni meethu urimai edukaamal manathile aasai vaithu irunthen. Anniku en manathil oodum ennam purinthu irukirathu.

Anni mendum sunniyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaal, anni ippozhuthu irukai keezhe muti pottu kondu sunniyai veliyil eduthaal. Intha murai enathu pant muzhuvathaiyum kayati nirvaanamaaga sunniyai sappi umba aarambithaal.

Aval kaiyil iruntha meetham ula chocolatetai sunni muzhuvathum thadavi suvaika aarambithaal, anni kotaiyaiyum vidamal naki sappinaal.

Anni vaai vaikum idam ellam sugamaaga irunthathu, aval sunni munaiyil niraiya chocolate thadavi athai sappi suvaika aarambithaal. Chocolate suvaiyai suvaithu konde sunniyaiyum suvaika aarambithaal, haaaaaaaaaaaa en kangalai irukamaaga mudi kondu paduthu viten. Anni vaaiyil sorgame irunthathu pondru oru unarvu eer patathu.

Anni nandraaga sunniyai munaiyil irunthu adi varai naakal naki suvaithu vittu umba aarambithaal.

Munbu umbum pozhuthu sugam athigam irunthathu, ippozhuthu irandavathu muraiyaaga umbum pozhutu sunni sugathai thanthathu. Anni thalaiyil kai vaithu konden, anni urinthu konde sappinaal, haaaaaaaaa anni bhothai en udambil uura aarambithathu.

Anni niraiya neram sunniyal vaaiyil vaithu kondu irunthaal, sunniyil vinthu varuathu pondru theriya villai endru kaiyaal sunniyai pidithu adithu konde sunniyai umba aarambithaal.

Sunniyai adikum pozhuthu vinthu varaum sugam eer patathu. Anni nandraaga urinthu umbi konde adithaal appozhuthu arai mani nerathirku piragu sunniyil vinthu vanthathu.

Anni vinthai sappi kudithu vittu en arugil amarnthaal, iruvarum padam paarthu mudithu vittu veetirku kilambinom.

En annan call seithu irunthaan, appozhuthu anni koviluku sendru ippozhuthu thaan veetil irunthu kilambugirom, anaithu velaigalaiyum mudithu vitom endru sollinaal. En manam muthalil kayap patathu, aanal anni kodutha sugam ennai veru ethaiyum yosika vidamal seithu vitathu.

Anni iru sakara vaaganathil selum pozhuthu ennai irukamaaga kati pidithu kondu vanthaal, iru mulaiyum en muthugil azhunthi irunthathu. En sunni paathi eppozhuthum viraithe irunthathu, veetirku sendrom. Enaku appozhuthu veetin ulle sela pidika villai athanaal anniyai veetil vitu vitu oru thanimaiyaana idathirku sendren.

Angu sendru peru muchu vitu naan seivathu thavara alathu sariya endru sinthaika aarambithen. Anni echam innum en sunniyil thaan irukirathu, en manasatchi ennai kondrathu.

En annanuku naan thorogam seigireena endru theriyaamal irunthathu. Ondru matum therinthathu anni kandipaaga naan avaludan sex seiyaamal irunthaalum veru aanudan sex seiyuvaal endru.

Ippozhuthu naan kidaithathaal ennai usar seithu kaama asaiyai theerthu kondal, kandipaaga enaku velai kidaithu veliyil sendru irukum pozhuthu anni veru aanudan thodarbu vaithu vitu annan idam maati kondu iruthil ivargal pirinthu viduvaargal.

Athanaal naan irukum varai anniyai nandraaga anuba vaithu kolalam endru mudivu seithu viten.

En meethu yaarukum santhegam varavum varathu, andru iravu veetirku sendren.

Anni indru engalukul ondru nadanthathu polave ethum kanbithu kolamal avalin velaigalai seithu kondu irunthaal. Aanal en kangal thaan anni meethu meinthu kondu irunthathu. Anni nightyil irunthathaal avalin suuthu pilavai paarthu rasithen, appozhuthu thaan anniyai ooka vendum endra aasai vara aarambithathu.

Andru iravu thungum pozhuthu anniyai parka aasaiyaaga irunthathu, aanal kathavu mudi irunthathu. Anni kathavu ootai vazhiyaaga paarthen, appozhuthu vilaku ulle erinthu kondu irunthathu.

Annan 12 maniku vanthu irunthaan, savi podum santhu thuvarathin vazhiye ulle ena nadakirathu endru paarthen. Annan anni mulaiyil kai vaithu pisainthu kondu irunthaar.

Udane paarpathai niruthi viten, aanalum anni enavelam seigiral endru athai parka aasaiyaaga irunthathu. Ivargal en vilakai pottu kondu matter seiya vendum enbathum enaku puriyaamal irunthathu.

Oru velai anni azhagai paarthu rasithu konde kaamam seivatharka endru theriyaamal irunthathu. Manathai kal aaki kondu mendum ulle ena seigiraargal endru paaka aarambithen.

Annan anni mulaiyil kai vaithu pisainthu kondu ithazhil mutham seithu kondu irunthaan. Aanal anni en sunniyil kai vaithu thadaviyathu pondru annan sunniyil kai vaikaamal irunthaal. Avaluku sariyaaga mutham kuda seiya theriyaatha pondru nadithu kondu irunthaal. Ennai lip lock seithathu pondru annanudan seiyaamal irunthaal.

Avaluku kaamam meethu virupame ilathathu pondru nadanthu kondal, annan eppadiyo anniyai thadavi nightiyai thuki avalin kuthiyil sunniyai iraki matter seiya aarambithaan.

Anni appozhuthu valikirathu endru solli sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu eduthu eduthu vital, annan mendum konji konji sunniyai nandraaga anni kuthiyil iraki matter poda aarambithaal.

Anniku kaama aasai irunthum ilathathu pondru nadithaal, enaku en endre theriya villai. Appozhuthu thaan purinthathu ippadi ellam nadithaal thaan en udan kaama uravu vaithu kaamam seiya mudiyum endru.

Pinbu anni annanai irukamaaga kati pidithu kondaal, sirithu azhuvathu pondrum nadithaal, ithai ellam naan paarthu kondu irunthen. Thodarum.

I follow this site regularly and love the stories. Now I thought I will share my few stories which happened in my life. Working in an MNC (IT), I hope you guys know how the environment will be. I am of age 30 married, good muscular, athlete and football player.

I always look for ladies who are married and elder to me. So coming to the story. I have a colleague looks similar to actress Sujithra Murali. Even she is Mallu, her assets are the same as of the actress. In my story, I call her Suji (named changed).

Just seated next to me, I love her perfume smell a lot. She is basically from Kottayam married to businessmen. Age of 36 and having a kid and fair enough. We were colleagues from the team formation. Initial years we were just friends. And later when her close friends moved out she started speaking to me.

Later on, she started sharing her family life, which I felt bad. Because her husband used to torture mental and body. We became so close, even she started sharing her menstrual days, moods, etc. I came to know that she had not been fucked for the last 8 years. So just think how desperate she will be.

Her assets were huge like I said of the actress. She had a little tummy and nice thighs. Whenever she used to wear leggings I used to stare at her thighs. Especially when it was white see-through leggings. Suji’ s jugs are a treat, those melons are of 34D with the black areola.

She had a nice ass that swings like coconuts. Her panties are of 90 sizes. Now moving to the story, we used to do morning shifts starting at 6. Other colleagues used to come by 11.30 only. So we had ample time. Even though cameras were around on the floor we didn’t care about it.

Initial days she used to share things sitting close to me. After a few days, I started holding her palm as if I am comforting her. After a few days, she used to come so close to me and share things. Even the bare thighs within the leggings used to feel for me. I used to feel something else in my body.

I started to think somehow I have to try my luck and fuck her. Later on, she used to put a leg over my leg and started chatting. Asking whether she has put on weight in the tummy side. I thought to give a try I asked her to let me feel her tummy. She nodded and slowly I slid my palm to her tummy.

What a feeling it was. My hands were shivering but still, I placed my hand over there. Tummy was so soft and her face expression started to change. Still, it was the first time out of fear I took away hands out of fear. That night I couldn’t sleep thinking of her soft tummy and masturbated thinking of her.

I decided to fuck her at any cost. So days moved on. Her thighs rested on my thighs most of the days when nobody was around. I slowly started to place my palm on her waist. I slowly used fingered her belly button which she loved. She used to sigh in between and I love that.

Those days I used to feel like her melons. Some part was touching my hands while my palm used to roam on her belly. Since it was so huge little part was always out of her bra. I waited for the day and made sure nobody was on the floor. And the day as normal my hands were on her belly.

Suddenly I slid my hand inside her bra and she was also surprised. I was so surprised by her size. It was so soft and a little bit saggy. I started playing with her melons under her top. Her areola was big and started gently rubbing it her moans increased.

I wanted to taste it but it was not possible because anybody can come in. So out of fear I just limited rubbing and squeezing. And it went on 15 minutes and slowly took out my hands. Later when I asked about the size she only told me those lovely ones are of 34D.

This increased my confidence. I understood at some point I can fuck her. Days moved. One day, as usual, she was in leggings and my hands were on her belly. And one hand was on her thighs, I slowly put my hands little more up and slowing moved to her pussy area.

And now I was feeling her panties and I gained confidence and slid my other hand to her leggings. To my luck, it directly went inside her panties and she made a sigh. Guys it was an awesome feeling and never thought I can reach up to there so easily. And Suji has shaved pussy and it was so fluffy.

Started fingering slowly she was making small groans. I continued fingering for some time entered one finger initially later 2 fingers. I understood that her pussy not been touched for a long time because it was a little hard to enter. Juice started to flow after some time and we feared some cleaning staff may come.

Even she was a little worried so I stopped after some time. Her love juice was in my fingers, I took it to my lips. What a day it was, it was dream come true to fuck a Kottayam Mallu lady. This continued for some days. After a few days, she started to touch my 7-inch tool, initially through outside and later asked to slide in.

And she started to do it. Her fingers were shivering still I was in a stage of flying in heaven. And my fingers too were playing her fluffy love openings. I was so eager to fuck her. I was telling my mind to be patient time will come. And days passed we had corridors where no cameras and fewer people to walk.

So I took that place to handle her. I started to ask her to come there. There we started to hug and kiss and I was slowly feeling her. One day she was in red leggings and while hugging I placed my palm on her ass. Guys can’t describe how wide and soft it was.

My fingers ran through her ass crack and squeezed. She said it is painful. I simply said in her ear that she is going to pain more. Her face went confused. In my life, I have not seen a lovely ass like that. Maybe because I am an ass lover and love to fuck doggy. We continued in that stage.

I was struggling to get her lips because she was not ready to give her lips. But I had to stop because we gained senses that it is a public corridor. So the days passed. My other colleague built a house next to me. That day Suji came to a house warming and she visited my house that same day.

My wife was busy with my colleague’s house helping. I got goosebumps thinking of my luck. Ours were two stories, so she after seeing the ground floor moved through steps to the first floor. I was just walking just back of her just watching her ass movement.

Guys, I wasn’t able to control myself at any cost. She was wearing white leggings and red top, her melons were poking out. I was just waiting for her to reach the first floor. As soon she reached the first floor I hugged her from the back and kissed her all over.

She started to sigh. Right now I am not able to explain what all I did. But still, I shall try. I turned her took her lips inside me and grabbed her ass from behind and squeezed. Continued to kiss on her lips and neck. Again turned her kissed on her neck.

My fingers started to slide inside her top and touched her soft belly. I was literally squeezing her belly and putting a finger. Her moans increased. I enjoyed it and started to move up my fingers upward. I slid through her red bra, guys those big melons were poking out.

I couldn’t control myself I could only squeeze only for little time because her areola was stiff. In no time I lifted her top thinking of drinking of her lovely melons. But seeing her belly I was stuck over there started to lick and kiss over there.

Even her belly was superb, I played over there for some time meanwhile my fingers were caressing her melons. Slowly I went up and saw her melons. I could not control took in my mouth and the other with one hand squeezing. Her nipples were so good.

I was sucking like a baby. Her moans increased, my fingers moved to her private area, it was easy for me to slide to there as you guys know she was in leggings. Her panties were also red in color. After fingering her pussy for some time, I thought I will suck her pussy because my wife may come at any time.

Took her leggings little down exposing her big ass and lovely fluffy pussy. That sight I still remember in my eyes. Guys sliding slowly leggings and panties, slowly pussy and ass coming out. She was shy by that time, she was a little reluctant. I used little force and moved it down.

My goodness. her ass. I thought I will fuck right away. Then I changed my mind, started to lick her pussy, it was so fluffy. Her moans increased juice slowly started the flow. Guys, you have to understand that a lady who is not touched for a long time by anybody.

I was sucking with the tongue her pussy lips. Meanwhile, I couldn’t control my fingers to put into her ass crack. Fingers were fucking her ass. Her sighs increased and her fingers were pulling out my hair. In between, she was humming my name with love.

I was sucking like anything and fucking with a finger in ass. It took around 10 to 15 minutes and we had to put a stop because at any time my wife may come. So with the half mind, we thought we will stop. I wanted badly her ass so I kissed her ass all over.

Her love juice was flowing and with the half mind. She too wore her dress back. This was the first half encounter between us.

Guys now please comment whether I am so elaborate and tell me how my story is. Should I continue or not with my full encounter with her? Please send feedback and interests: [email protected].

A middle-aged woman wearing a black and blue sari stepped out of the house with her little daughter and small baggage. It was very early in the morning. The sun had not come up yet. She seemed to be in a hurry as she pulled on her daughter every time she felt drowsy.

“This is our only option. We must be there on time,” said Champa as she walked to the bus depot. When she was close she heard the roaring of bus seeming about to leave. The moment she saw the bus accelerate she ran for it leaving her daughter and the baggage behind.

She ran hard and managed to stop the bus. “Please let us in… ” she pleaded standing outside the closed door of a blue bus. She was feeling hot, had started sweating and she was gasping for air. She bent to get as much air as possible while talking to the bus conductor.

The man was drowsy at that moment and was annoyed hearing a woman’s voice. But then he looked at her and instantly she had his attention. From where he was looking he had a clear view of Champa’s deep tightly squeezed cleavage.

Her chest was going up and down as she gasped for air which was even more arousing for him. Every time her chest expanded they stretched the fabric of the blouse testing its limits. Witnessing this made the pervy conductor’s eyes pop.

His eyes were locked on her tits which is why his hand was struggling to find the door handle. He still didn’t look away. Without a word, he opened the bus door to let her in. “One and a half ticket to Khetlivan village,” said Champa after taking a step up into the bus.

She then waved at her girl to bring the baggage.

–

The bus had left finally and Champa had accomplished the task of boarding the only bus there is that goes to her destination. She got comfortably seated with her girl next to her.

Champa still seemed to be breathing heavily. So she just rested her head back and closed her eyes. “So many years have gone by… ” she said to herself in her mind while her eyes were still shut.

From time to time conductor was moving back and forth in the bus yelling “Ticket.”

“What an idiot!” whispered a female passenger. “He gave tickets to everyone before boarding the bus.” If only she knew his intentions.

Dirghav Shastri, the bus conductor, has a dirty mind. He was doing all this walking just to get glimpses of Champa’s chest. That tight blouse she wore was making her cleavage pop. Further, he was purposefully being rough while walking past her to attempt to make her pallu fall.

Champa fixed the pallu a few times as it slipped but soon she appeared to have fallen asleep. That’s when he succeeded. The pallu was off and the only thing between Dirghav’s perverted eyes and Champa’s big breasts was a black blouse.

When an old passenger was to get down Dhirghav turned and pressed himself on Champa’s arm while trying to feel her boob.

“No bra!” he cheered in his mind. He was surprised to be able to feel her nipple poking out on top of her soft but firm breast.

Why didn’t Champa respond after everything the bus conductor was doing to her, in public. She was not sleeping. She was instead lost in a deep thought that made her numb.

–

“They literally kicked me out of the village,” she said to herself. She was crying yet no tears came out of her eyes.

Champa was one of the two girls born in Rali family. While the rest of her family was normal to fit in the norms of the small conservative village, Champa was different. “I am a romantic,” she used to call herself.

Since the time she matured, she had a long string of lovers, both emotionally and physically. Even in her teen, she would always be juggling with 4-5 boyfriends at a time. She was not the prettiest girl in the class. But unlike those beauty queens, Champa had a kind heart and an open body.

Champa always missed classes because she would busy elsewhere making love with some guy. Once when she was nineteen, she let a neighboring uncle touch her pussy just so she could see and feel his dick. As an added bonus she felt it grown big and hard while still in her hand.

As Champa matured so did her choice in men. Champa was soon dating men twice her age. Some even were married. That’s why all her relationships were kept a secret. Being with all these mature men was not just for sexual pleasure.

She actually cared for each one of them. She celebrated whenever they got a salary raise by giving them a blowjob. She consoled them whenever they had a fight with their wives by letting them fuck her butt. She was there for them whenever they needed her. But when she needed them…

A marriage proposal had come for Champa’s elder sister Jayah. One evening two men visited their house, a father and a son. After the initial conversational exchange, Champa’s sister went to talk to the boy while the father was talking to her parents.

Meanwhile, Champa was just sitting outside the house on a bench looking at lush green trees and chirping birds on them. Suddenly the boy’s father walked to her. “Champa beta, can I sit with you,” said he.

Champa nodded while smiling. He acknowledged and sat next to her. He sat very close almost touching her. So she moved to the side.

“How is your cooking class going on?” he asked while placing his hand gently on her thigh. At that moment Champa was wearing a pink short frock. So she was able to feel his cold hand on her bare thigh. He slowly rubbed his hand over her soft flesh to make the most out of the moment.

Champa was the right amount of chubby. She had the thighs to die for which she kept open for view most of the time. No man could resist that temptation. So when a 50 plus-year-old saw an opportunity, he took it.

Champa felt his touch uncomfortable. She tried to remove his hand by pretending to adjust her frock. But he resisted. It was not his touch per se that made things awkward. It was his gaze. The sharp piercing gaze that seems to undress her with his eyes.

Champa tried to look for her parents but they were nowhere to be seen. She was not enjoying this. Still, he continued with his touch, he even squeezed her thigh playfully. At one point he leaned forward and whispered in her ear,

“I heard you like older men,” he said this and stuck is a moist tongue in her ear. That was the creepiest thing anyone had done to her. For a moment there, a kiss on her cheek would have been acceptable to her, but this? Champa was disgusted.

She got up and gave a tight slap on his face. The sound echoed in that unusually silent moment.

“That asshole had it coming. But…” said Champa recollecting her old memory. “…rest of the things happened so fast.”

The boy’s father revealing Champa’s secret next morning in a village meeting. Champa’s parents being shocked and embarrassed by her daughter’s actions. Everyone deciding that Champa’s family should leave the village.

“Champa, you are old enough to survive alone,” said her mother while handing her a bag full of her clothes and some cash. “You can leave now.”

Champa’s father though on her side didn’t say anything. Champa hoped for at least one of her many lovers to stand up for her. But they all were just a bunch of cowards, married jackasses!

Her last hope was her elder sister Jayah. This is what she said, “I am not like you. I really wanted to get married. He was the only guy in the village who liked me. And now because of you… ”

Champa stopped her from completing the sentence. She turned and walked away from home. She tried to be strong but the moment she left the village she burst into tears. She cried for two hours before boarding the bus to a random city.

“Nobody wants me, Jayah Didi doesn’t want me,” she said this while leaving the village many years ago. She repeated the same words now while sitting on the bus.

–

When she said this out loud the bus conductor got alerted. Seeing Champa not react until now that creepy man did a lot with her. First, he told her daughter to go sleep in the backseat comfortably which had become empty by then.

He took a seat behind Champa. He leaned forward and started patting her boob from below, one at a time. He pressed her nipples like a button, pinched them and pulled on them. Placing the hand her chest he felt up the cleavage.

Then tried to push his hand in between her tits but the blouse was tight. He was tempted to loosen the blouse by opening some hooks but before he could Champa murmured those words.

“Didi doesn’t want me.”

Champa finally got up. She didn’t see her girl around and so she panicked. But then she found her resting in the backseat. She gave a casual reaction of the pallu slipping and fixed if back to place.

The irony of the situation was that Champa remembered the time when her sister wanted her to leave when her same sister was calling Champa to her village. She needed her help with something.

Jayah had written a letter inviting Champa to her house. There was no problem with Champa coming there because she was going to go to a different village, where nobody knows Champa. The village where Jayah settled after getting married.

“Thanks for coming,” said Jayah when she went to the bus stop to receive her sister and a little girl. The sisters were happy to meet each other after so many years.

“We look exactly like each other now,” said Champa. She was surprised as while growing up their appearance was poles apart. “That’s the reason why I need you…” said Jayah.

“Whatever you want,” said Champa holding her hands.

–

Later that night Champa was sitting in the neighbor’s house waiting along with her daughter. Close to midnight with a piece of small baggage, she walked out of the house and she went to her sister’s place. Jayah had explained Champa the entire situation and instructed what she had to do.

When she peeped inside she saw Jayah sitting with a young boy chatting. She was unable to see his face as his back was facing her. When Jayah saw Champa peeping she nodded as a sign for her to go ahead.

Champa went to an electric box and pressed the breaker switch turning the entire place dark. She then walked into the house as she was told.

Suddenly she felt someone grabbed her by her wrist. It was a firm grip of a young man who pulled her close to hug her. Champa just went along as she was supposed to.

“Happy birthday Amma… and I love you,” he said followed by him kissing her lips.

“Today is Didi’s birthday.” she cursed herself as she had forgotten it.

He continued to kiss her down from cheek to chin to the neck. He continued to move downwards throwing the pallu aside. Then pressing her chest he said,

“I don’t like it.”

He said pulling on the fabric of her blouse, “I don’t like you wearing the blouse he gives you to wear.”

Champa had no clue what he was talking about, but she went along. He then slipped both the hands inside her blouse and started pulling on it,

“They are so tight.” He tugged, “So low cut.” he tugged, “So revealing.” he tugged even more as the blouse started to tear, “They are so… Sexy.” he whispered as he ripped apart her blouse like beasts.

“There goes my only blouse,” said Champa to herself. But she continued with the act.

He tried to tease her before he went and latched onto her nipple. He sucked on it like a baby while playing with her other tit. Suddenly Champa realized something, “Oh no, I’m producing… if he tastes my milk my cover will be blown.”

She quickly pulled her sari up and guided his hands to place them on her hip. “No panties too… Han… Han… Han… ” he gave out a dirty laugh.

“This guy seems inexperienced… I should just play along,” said Champa to herself. She felt his hands pressing her butt. She turned around and leaned on the wall. As she bent she could see milk oozing out of her tit and falling on the floor. “Thankfully he is busy with my ass,” she said.

The boy took out his dick and started rubbing on her butt. He was not teasing her but actually struggling to find the hole. She helped him inside her pussy. The moment he was in he started thrusting her.

A couple of minutes later, “Ahh Amma, turn around.” he said. She did as he asked. Pinning her against the wall he started fucking her again, this time more vigorously.

Champa didn’t enjoy this much. She was a woman with experience of a lot bigger things to be impressed by this newbie. Yet she reacted with every thrust as if she liked it.

“Oh yes, Amma. I’m about to cum…!” he shouted. The very moment she felt his dick pulsating she pushed him away as he ejaculated on the floor. She then quietly ran out of the house.

The boy was relieved and so he laid naked on the floor. Meanwhile, Champa walked outside to meet with her sister.

“The job is done,” said Champa smiling, “…and you owe me a blouse,” said she showing her torn blouse. Both hugged and then Champa prepared her sister Jayah by making her take off her bra and keep some of the blouse hooks open. Jayah walked in after turning ON the lights.

Champa watched from a distance. Jayah walked in slowly but was relieved to see her the boy fallen asleep. She looked at him again and covered her eyes quickly. She was disgusted by seeing his now shrunken dick. Without looking she put him properly on the bed and covered his bottom with a bedsheet.

As Champa walked out of the house’s compound she remembered what Jayah said to her earlier that day, when she arrived.

“I’m sorry for not standing by your side when they decided to throw you out of the village. I’m sorry I didn’t try to look for you for so many years. Now that I finally found you, I called you with selfish intentions. I hope you can forgive me for this,” cried Jayah.

“Please I beg… will you do this one thing for me. Will you have sex with my son pretending to be me?”

Champa didn’t say anything but smiled and hugged her. “I have been longing for this hug for so long time, never thought I would get it. Now that finally, I got that, I am happy,” said Champa to her sister. For the first time after so many years, there were tears coming out of her eyes, tears of Joy.

END

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In order to fully understand the story, please read my story series ‘My Amma’s Blouse’.

Welcome back, readers.

Instead of reminding the previous info, how about the exact dates of the things that happened? From here onwards, I, the reporter, will state things accordingly, with the specific date.

14 June 1985 Friday

This was the day Amith and Channa fucked Kareema in her boarding and left. Being paid for such rough sex made her feel kinda good, but also, it made her feel kinda like a prostitute. Also what Amith said as they left.

“Damn, I’m cursed with sex,” Kareema said as she was laying in bed, almost unconscious. She was completely vulnerable right then. Should she keep having sex with more than one man at a time? Sex with one man is intense enough, and obviously, sex with two makes her unable to even move.

Her ass was sore of the anal sex. She touched it and checked her fingers. There was no blood.

“Hmm, Good it went like that,” she said as she forced herself to wake up. She wanted to go to have a bath. As she finished the bath and came out, she heard someone opening the door. “What the hell?” She thought as she wrapped her towel around her body, and peeped through a curtain.

It was Anita, with a man, pointing a handgun to her head!

Anita was wearing a black sleeveless blouse and a pair of jeans. The man was wearing a completely black suit, a t-shirt with short arms and sports jeans. Kareema was scared, but she was scared to even do anything. She just waited there and watched.

“Alright, now gimme your stuff,” the man said as he pushed Anita to the sofa.

He was a dark man with a tall structure. Although not as muscular as Dhammika or all together as big as Amith. He seemed hardly even manageable for someone like Anita or Kareema.

“Ah!” Anita made a sound as she hit against the sofa. She looked back at the man with crazy laughter.

“You could have done better than that,” Anita said as she turned around and started crawling towards him on her fours.

“You wanna die, woman?” The man said as he still pointed the gun at her.

The man seemed puzzled. He had still pointed the gun at them, but his finger was off the trigger and on the safety.

Was this the moment for Kareema to make the move? But she waited anyway. If this man manages to shoot her before she can disarm him, that would be a problem. Anita crawled towards the man and straightened her upper body, holding onto his legs.

“What are you doing?” But she didn’t reply.

“Don’t try to do anything stupid, woman,” the man said, placing the gun right against her forehead, but Anita just laughed at him again.

“I prefer something bigger than that,” she said in a sensual voice, as she unlocked his belt and put it away.

“Don’t try anything stupid, woman, or your brain will be all over the local news channels. No teeth,” the man said as he pushed down his pants and his underwear, himself, revealing his dark, fat dick.

“Wow, it’s so big,” Anita said as she held its shaft with both her hands and got in inside her mouth.

She kept it in her mouth for a while. Whatever she was doing in her mouth (likely licking his gland), he seemed to enjoy it.

“Ah yeah, woman, keep up like that, and you’ll live,” he said as he closed his eyes.

This was turning Kareema on too. She was rubbing her pussy with his left hand as she covered her mouth tight shut with her right, to escape any possible moans. After a while, the man out the safety on and threw the gun on to a nearby seat.

“I need it with more power,” the man said as he held Anita’s hair with his right hand, and his right fist with his left, and started ramming her mouth, back and forth.

“Ggk!” Anita was gagging as he moved. Her eyes were tight shut, but watering, and her entire body was shivering with his moves. “Ggk! Oh God, that was so rough,” Anita said as he finally pulled out his dick outta her mouth.

“Aah!” Anita said, clinging to his firearm, as he held her hair and pulled her to her feet.

“Come on now,” he said as he pulled her towards the dining table nearby, pulling his pants back up.

“Is anybody home?” The man asked as he pushed her to a chair at the table.

“Uh, no, just us,” Anita said, stealing a peek at their room. She knew Kareema should be home by now. The man saw this. He looked at the room, and then back at Anita.

“Hmm, let’s see who’s hiding there,” the man said as he tied Anita’s hands behind the back of the chair with his belt. He took his gun back in his right hand and moved into the room.

“Wait, there’s nobody there,” Anita said out loud.

“Shut up, or I’ll send you to hell,” the man said, paying attention to the room, again.

He pulled the curtain. Nobody was there, because Kareema was in another room by now, after her shower. She was feeling scared too. She was still looking at him through the curtain of the room she was hiding in.

The man came back, and looked straight at the curtain Kareema was stealing a peek through. Kareema quickly turned away from the curtain. Luckily, the man didn’t wanna check out that room too.

“I told you, there’s nothing there,” Anita said as the man went back towards her, having put his gun away.

Without saying a word, he held Anita’s hair in his right hand, pulled her hair back, and then down, bending her neck and making her face towards the ceiling.

“Aah, bastard!” Anita said as he kept her hair pulled down and started eating her mouth. He used his left hand to hold her hair. While eating her mouth, he pulled her blouse apart. The buttons opened, making a sound.

After that, he stopped kissing for a while and spat a huge pile of saliva all over her face.

“Ah, you’re So disgusting, did you know that?” Anita said, as he lightly slapped her right cheek with his right hand, a few times, which made her close her eyes until he stopped.

“Whatever makes you feel like a man. Aah!” Anita moaned as he unlocked her bra from the front, and squeezed her left tit. “Aah,” Anita said as he simultaneously squeezed each of her tits.

After that, the man held her neck, pushed her on her feet, and pushed her towards a wall. As he stopped, hitting her back against the wall, the man came close, held her shoulders in his hands, pulled her closer and started eating her mouth, hungrily.

“Mm,” they started making sounds as Anita started eating his mouth back.

Later, he left her shoulders, sent hands further back until they could squeeze her ass cheeks, and doing so, took his chin over her left shoulder. Anita turned her head all the way and kept kissing his lips.

Later, he held her jaw with his left hand, turned it away, and started eating the left side of her face and neck. He licked in her ear and bit her neck, now and then, as his right hand was squeezing her ass cheeks simultaneously.

Then he left her ass, pressed her back against the wall, using his left hand on her neck. He pulled her blouse and her bra off her shoulders and down her arms and started roughing up her tits.

“Aah!,” Anita was moaning each time he squeezed or slapped her tits.

“God, so great titties!” He said as he finally took her left tit in his mouth, and started eating it.

“This feels so good,” Anita said.

Later, he ate her other tit as well and held her hair with his right hand.

“On your knees,” he said as he pushed her down.

As she got on her knees, he pulled down his pants again and pushed his dick in her mouth.

“Mmm,” Anita took it in again. This time he held her hair and started fucking her mouth even faster than before. Anita moaned and her eyes were watering, as he pushed his entire length inside of her.

Later, he stood her up, turned her around, and licked her now exposed upper back. His saliva was flowing all over and her back was shining like a polished pot.

“Aww, am I like a popsicle to you, mugger?”

“Just call me Gihan,” he said, getting back at it again. “What’s your name?” He asked her, as he stopped licking her and pushed her towards the table.

“Anita,” she said as he placed her frontal upper body against the table.

Then, he pulled down her pants, placed his gland against her pussy and held her hip tight in his hands.

“Aah shit,” she said as he held her hip in place and started fucking her pussy. She screamed once, each time he rammed her.

Later, he stopped, released her hands, put the belt away, and started fucking her again. This time, she placed her hands against the table and had her upper body bent back a bit, raising her tits off the table.

Later, still fucking her, he reached for her tits, took hold of them, and pulled her into a tight hug from behind. Then, as he was feeling her tits, they were eating each other’s mouths.

“Mmm, you’re so great, bad boy,” Anita said as Gihan pushed her down, back to the same position. Then he pulled down her pants completely, took her right leg, placed on the table, held her hips, and started fucking her again.

Her leg was bent by 90 degrees at the knee and her thigh was at 90 degrees with her torso. Her forearms and elbows were against the table.

“Ah, yes!” Anita screamed as he rammed her again and again. After a while, he pulled her hair towards him, still fucking her. He pulled her hair so hard she clung to his wrist and her face almost turned to his.

His left hand holding her hair, his right hand holding her hip. He was totally in it and had no idea about the surrounding. If something was to happen against him, this was a perfect time.

But nothing seemed to move, and once he was about to ejaculate, he talked.

“Are you on the pill?”

“No!”

“The fuck,” he said as he pulled out.

He turned her around, pushed her to her knees, and started jacking off.

“Aah, yes, yes,” he moaned as he released his load over her face, over and over again. Once it stopped, she put it in her mouth and started sucking. She kept sucking until there was nothing more to come out.

“Oh god,” Gihan said as he fell back on a chair.

Anita stood up and started getting back dressed together.

“I guess I’ll come back here sometime again. Don’t even try to call the cops on me. Hey, wait a minute. Where’s my gun?” Gihan said looking at the seat where he put his gun.

It wasn’t there. But as soon as he tried to get up to look for it, he felt it being pressed against his head. But Anita was still near the table, this time with a humiliating smile directed at Gihan.

“Looking for something, Gihan?” It was Kareema, naked, with his gun in her hand.

This story was shorter than the earlier ones, guys. But I thought you might get bored reading too long stories anyway. After all, I’m going to tell you everything about the sex lives of Kareema, Anita and the men surrounding them, and possibly some of the actual ‘horror material’ too.