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Hello guys, it’s Naina here from Mumbai. I belong to a rich family that happens to live in a posh building. The sex story you are going to read is a true incident of mine that happened this year. This is my first time posting my sex adventure here. I had my sex experience before but this one was unexpected for me.

About me:

My name is Naina, age 24, I am 5’5″ average height girl with dark hair and brown eyes. I am quite fair and has a beautiful face with sharp eyebrows. My body stats are 32-28-36. I like to workout in the gym, especially for my lower body. I have decent boobs but my ass is something which makes me proud always.

I like to wear revealing clothes and tease guys around me. Even older men would stare at my ass whenever I workout in the gym. I like their attention sometimes. I can see the lust in their eyes for my big and peachy ass.

So coming to the story, during the new year party, everyone was having fun and dancing in the club-house in our society. I was wearing a short white mini skirt which was showing my hot body and curves which was obviously making hard for guys not to stare at.

I was observing while dancing that even a group of uncles were watching my dance moves from the distant. I was looking-babe of the party. I was enjoying their attention. I knew uncle Dilip, Faizal and Rakesh, who was watching me as they were my dad’s friends from the building. And I have talked to them before.

The party was amazing that day. Some days went by. One day, after a long tiring day at work, I thought of having some relaxing time in the pool. In the evening, most of the time our pool is almost empty, so I took my black swimsuit which I bought recently and went to the society club.

I took a bath before entering the pool and changed into a one-piece swimsuit which was hugging my body well, especially around my big ass and revealing my smooth booty and thick legs. It was showing my hard work in the gym and I felt very good too.

I was having fun in the pool for some time but suddenly Uncle Faisal entered the pool area. I was shocked and embarrassed at the same time because I was not expecting someone else and that too a man.

About Uncle Faizal, he is 48 years old married man but looks younger than his age because of the marathon running he takes part in sometimes (I came to know about this later on) . He is 5’11, looks fit with a little tummy. He is not a very handsome guy but he’s fine for his age.

The conversation went like this –

Faizal – Hi Naina.

Me – Hi Uncle.

Faizal – You are looking good dear. (Checking me out in the pool in the swimsuit)

Me – (blushing) Thanks.

He too joined in the pool with me.

I thought of teasing him now for staring at me at the party the whole time.

Me – Uncle, you seem to be good at swimming. Can you teach me too?

Faizal – Yeah sure, why not!

He told me to touch the pool walls and stretch my legs and try to kick the water. He was purposely touching my body to correct my pose. Uncle’s hands were moving all over my stomach, back, butt and legs.

After a short session, he told me it is done for the day.

Faizal – Good job, Naina! You sure is a quick learner. (But he didn’t know that I already knew swimming)

Me – It is all because of your teaching, Uncle. Thanks for today.

We played for some time in the pool and started splashing water on each other.

Faizal – Your tattoo is good, Naina. I saw a bit of it when I was teaching you. It looks nice on your butt.

Now it made me feel very embarrassed. But I was liking it too, hearing from an older man like him, praising my butt.

Faizal – When did you make the tattoo on your butt?

Me – Umm.. When I was in college.

Faizal – You are a brave girl, Naina. Well, if you don’t mind, can I see the tattoo one more time? I hope it is not a big deal l. It was not very clear in the pool before.

Me – (after a thought) Okay, Uncle. Just once. (I too wanted him to see my tattoo)

Faizal – Call me “Faiz” from now.

And he took my hands and we went towards the ladder. And he told me to climb out of the pool using the ladder.

Now he was in the pool and I was standing beside the pool.

Faiz – Naina, please now bend your body so I can see your tattoo clearly.

The situation was like this, he was still in the pool and I had bent like a dog, placing my ass in front of his face. It was really making me hot at that time.

Faiz – Sweetie, your butterfly tattoo on the butt is so beautiful. It is making your big ass look even better.

And my dad’s friend started feeling the tattoo by his hands!

Suddenly, a current passed through my body when he touched my ass. I was feeling so good and scary of being caught like this.

Faizal – I am feeling so jealous now, your boyfriend is so lucky to have you.. You are so beautiful and you have such a good body like that of an actress. You have such a marvelous ass.

Me – Hmm..

Faiz – I wish I can feel your ass one time.. Uff.. Thinking about this is making me so hot now.

Uncle started squeezing my ass using both his hands. His long fingers were finding it hard to grab my whole ass.

Me – Ah Faizal! What are you doing?!

Faiz – I know you are also liking my touch and that is why you are moving your ass so well. You are so sexy, Naina. I wish I could be your boyfriend. Damn.. your body is making me crazy now.

My dad’s friend slid my swimsuit a bit which was hardly covering my private parts now.

Faizal – Oh fuck.. I have never seen such a sweet looking pussy like before.. Soo good yaar.. And look at that pink little asshole.. Damn, Naina.

Me – Oh god! Please, what are you doing Faizal?! You are married and I too have a boyfriend.

(I knew it was going to happen soon though).

Faizal – Come on Naina, I know you want it to happen too. That’s why you are wearing such a slutty swimsuit, exposing your hot body.

There was silence for a second, but later I felt something warm in my pussy. It was Faizal’s tongue. He was licking my pussy and it felt so good. I was in heaven. I lost all the worries and wanted to enjoy the moment.

Faizal – Wow baby, your pussy taste so good. I am in love with this sweet pussy of yours. Your boyfriend is lucky, baby, he gets to eat your pussy every day.

And he started eating my pussy.

Me (slightly moaning) – Aahh.. Your tongue is naughty, doing hot stuff in my pussy.

Faizal – Yes, I am naughty for you from the first time I have seen you. You like to show off your hot body. I enjoyed your slutty dance that night at the party. Your fat ass was making me crazy and I want to fuck you there back then.

My dad’s friend took turn and licked my pussy and asshole one by one and it was making me wet down there. Never felt so thrilling before.

Faizal – Your pussy juice is coming out, Naina. You must be having fun too. Now it is my turn to have fun too.

He pulled me in the water and smooched me for some time. Our tongues were exploring each other’s mouth. We kissed for 5 more minutes and he took me out of the pool with him.

We went to the shower room and he locked the door, he started removing his swim shorts and my swimsuit.

He made me kneel and his black thick cock was in front of my face now… I was surprised by his grith and was looking at that junk. His cock was around 6 inches, nothing crazy big though.

Faizal – Baby, you are responsible for this and now you have to take care of my dick.

I took his cock in my hand and started massaging it.

Faiz – Don’t just massage it, Naina. Have it in that sweet mouth of yours.

I took the tip of his cock and licked it with my tongue and started taking more and more by time in my mouth.

I was giving him a blowjob and by the look of his face, he was having the fun of his life.

Faiz (grunting) – You are sucking my dick like a professional baby. I bet you have taken more cocks apart from your boyfriend. Aaahh.. Keep sucking it, baby.

He stopped me and made me pose like doggy again.. And he started rubbing his cock around my pussy, teasing me.

Me – Don’t you tease me anymore now. I cannot take it anymore honey. Just put your fucking cock in my pussy.

Faiz – As you wish baby.

And he forced his cock in my pussy, I can feel his thick cock in my pussy.

Faiz (grunting heavily) – Your pussy is tight, baby. Take this cock, you fucking slut.. I am going to make you love better than your loser boyfriend/ Make your pussy more tighter baby. Feel my cock in your sweet pussy.

He was smashing my pussy very hard and slapping my ass too

Me – Oh yess baby! Aahhh.. Ah.. I have never felt so good in my pussy before, your cock is.. Um.. Soo big.. Reaching deep in my pussy.

He fucked me and keep changing position and drilled his hard cock in my vagina. After some rough fucking when he was about to cum.

Faizal – Baby, I am going to shoot now.

Me – Don’t do it in my pussy please. It’s not safe today.

Faiz – Open your mouth baby.. Drink my cum and don’t waste any drop of my precious liquid.

He cummed hard in my mouth making my mouth filled with cum. I drank his cum, it tasted very weird though, but I enjoyed it.

Later, we dressed our dry clothes and he pulled me again and kissed for a minute and said.

Faiz – How was it, Naina? You enjoyed it?

Me – Yes it was amazing. I have never fucked like this before. It was so sensual and erotic too.

Faiz – Good. Now give me your mobile number. I will call you later. 😉

I hope you liked this sex incident of mine with my uncle. I will write soon again about what my horny uncle did to me next time. Love.

Let me introduce myself. I’m Ankit (name changed for obvious reasons), 23 years old, working in a good company and a good salary to maintain myself and my family. I’m 6ft tall and pretty handsome and have a tool size of almost 6 inches.

I used to read stories on ISS and used to imagine fucking some hot girls and some beautiful aunties. I used to fantasize about some of my relatives as well. I always wanted to fuck someone as I was virgin. I used to make my bedsheets in the shape of pussy and used to fuck. I was horny as hell in my teenage years.

Finally, when I started working, I got a pocket pussy for myself and used to fuck that imagining some hot women. This went on for a few months. I thought of finding a girl for fun in bed. I could have got a girlfriend. But I didn’t want to spoil a girl’s life and take away her virginity or her image in the name of love.

So, I had to drop that plan and find some other ways. I wanted to get a prostitute for a night. But there was always a risk of getting STDs and getting caught by police. I tried all possible apps and websites but no one turned up. Finally, I mailed people who had given their mail id’s here on ISS.

I mailed a lot of them but many were not in my city. Some didn’t want to share their partners. Finally, I got 2 positive responses from my city. One was to visit my city for a few days and was ready to share his wife. Even his wife was ready for a threesome and really liked me.

Unfortunately, I had to go out of town for my brother’s marriage. The other one was a man who was ready to share his aunt with me but on one condition. He wanted to penetrate my ass if I had to fuck his aunt. So, he started texting me regularly and was asking for my nudes.

I used to send him pics of my dick, asshole, and my ass. He used to reply with pics of his aunt, dick and his cum. I didn’t want those but still, he used to send me. I used to reply in a romantic way to keep in touch. He told, “My aunt is free for the next two weeks and we can have some fun.”

I informed him we can have sex on the next Saturday. I started imagining fucking his aunt in every hole, romping her and make her scream. Make her beg for every breath while I mouth fuck her. Saturday morning my parents left and would only return on Sunday night.

I called him and told me to come home with his aunt. I shared my location. The doorbell rang and I opened the door. To my surprise, it was only that guy and his aunt was missing. I welcomed him inside and spoke for some time. He couldn’t resist my looks and his eyes filled with lust.

He asked me if he can fuck me. I took him to the room and he started kissing me like a dog and smooching me. I didn’t like all this. But had to bear it if I had to fuck his hot and cute aunt. The foreplay was done in 10 minutes. He told me to remove my clothes. I did it in no time.

He removed his cock from his undies. It was small in real compared to the ones in the pics. He pulled my face towards his cock and started to mouth fuck me raw. It was not that bad but I felt disgusted. He gave me a condom. I rolled it over his tool and continued to give a blowjob.

But this time it was better because of the chocolate flavor. He told me to stop and spread my legs and lie down on the bed. I did as he said and he came near my ass and started licking it like a lollipop. I felt pretty good and spat on his dick and got his dick near my asshole.

I started teasing my ass and slowly started penetrating it. I felt really nervous and started taking deep breaths. He kissed me and continued to force his penis inside my ass. After several attempts, he was completely inside my ass. It was hurting a little but I could take anything for his aunt.

He increased his pace slowly and my dick was wiggling in random motion. To be frank it was not that bad either. He fucked me in missionary, doggy style and told me to ride him and I obeyed him like I was his slave. He was fucking me in missionary.

He told me he was about to cum and wanted it to release it in my mouth. He got down on to the floor and removed his condom. He pushed his cock inside my mouth and started shaking as if he got an orgasm. He released all his cum inside my mouth and I drank it all. It was not that great but ok.

I licked cleaned his dick. Now he was like fuck me like the way I fucked you. But it was not part of the plan as I didn’t want to lose my virginity to a man. He blackmailed me saying that he won’t get his aunt if I don’t fuck him. He rolled another condom over my 6-inch tool and gave me a blowjob.

It was an amazing feeling. I could not control it. I removed my condom and released all my load in his mouth and he drank it with joy. I put on the condom and fucked him really rough. He was enjoying it to the core. He told me about some amazing positions.

It was a wonderful feeling while he was riding me while I spread my legs. It was almost an hour since he had come. I was in a hurry to meet his aunt. We dressed up. He got a call and he picked up and said, “You are ready! I’ll be there in 5 minutes come and stand outside.”

He told me he will pick his aunt and back in a few minutes. I went to take a bath to impress his aunt. But there were no signs after half an hour. I called him and he did not pick the call. After several tries, it came out of reach. I texted on Whatsapp.

There was a message from him. It said, “I’m gay and not bisexual. I have fucked only guys. Sorry for using you like this.” I was like shit. I realized I was scammed in the name of sex. I felt really bad and my ass was also hurting all day. I got scammed.

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I have decided to help all horny and unsatisfied women and men so that you don’t fall into traps like this. If you are scared of extramarital affairs or online fun, don’t worry I will share your mail id’s only if the other person agrees. Stop using your dildos, vibrators and pocket pussies.

Just mail me these details – Name, gender, dob, city, age, preferences. I won’t ask you for your pics unless you give it by yourself. If you feel it’s fake remember that even I haven’t shared my city for a reason. People who ask for money in return please stay away. People who pester me for the match I will have to block you eventually.

Hello, My Dear Readers. It has been some time since I have been trying to write stories featuring a lot of characters. I never felt I had enough skills to compile a decent story, and gave up each time.

But, now, I am pleased to present to you an orgy story, with plenty of characters of different age groups. This is the first part of the story. I will try my best to make sure the reader is not confused regarding the names and actions.

Happy Reading!

‘Merry Times’ was a 5-star luxury resort located deep inside the forests of Cuntagarh. The resort guaranteed pure pleasure to each of their guests. It had gained popularity for being India’s only Zero Mobile Coverage Resort.

The resort that encouraged spending time with nature also had a special honeymoon and group packages.

The management did recently end up in a controversy after a young couple complained about feeling violated during their stay at the resort. As there were no proofs, and even the couple was not entirely sure about the accusation, the issue quickly faded.

Members of The Roland Club did hear about the awkward incident. But the fact it had been declared as fake news made sure they booked the resort for their annual family group holiday. Also, the special rates offered to them were too good to say no to.

What they had no idea about was that the resort owners, and also the staff, did in-fact feast on young newly married women, serving them spiked food and drinks. Traveling with only their husbands, celebrating their honeymoon, these naive women were easy targets.

The special highly spiked drinks were made by the locals living in the forest. All the drinks had extra alcohol content in them and were too much for anybody to handle.

The drinks claimed to be very rare, were lust-inducing and would also put the user in trance. Whoever had even a sip of it, would be awake but in a hypnotized state, not remembering anything he or she does.

On an eventful night, the members of the Roland Club arrived with their families. They were all asked to assemble at the leisure center. This was after they had checked-in to their rooms. They were briefed about the facilities the hotel provided, before they all moved to different activity rooms, of their choice.

Immediately after the formal explanation by the hotel manager, all the guests were served the special drink. The plan was simple – to have them intoxicated, exploit them and also watch and film their dirtiest acts.

That was exactly what they did to young couples, too. Their exploitation was all recorded. While the couples were defiled in the studio lighted private rooms, cameras were fixed all around the property to film the entire group of guests.

This was, however, the first time they were serving the drink to a group. The management knew they were taking a risk. To make sure everything went according to plan, they made the drink extra spiked. And the fun had begun.

Mandira had drunk for the first time, that night. She had not tried alcohol her whole life. There was no way she could take the spiked drink. She had in-fact consumed it thinking it was a regular welcome drink.

Mandira was 45 and had immediately started feeling the effects. She just wanted to get back to her room. She was more than tipsy and walked unsteadily along the pathway to her cottage.

Vaibhav had been looking at Mandira for some time now. He had quickly noticed she was high and barely in her senses. He was late to reach the leisure center, and he was not served the drink. He was sober.

Vaibhav was 21, and a huge hit with the girls. He had been having sex since he turned 19 and had a higher desire for sensual pleasure than other boys of his age.

Vaibhav followed Mandira. Just as she crossed the cottage occupied by the young bachelors in the group, he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her inside the cottage.

Vaibhav was supposed to share the room with 9 other guys, but they were all at the leisure center. He knew they were not going to come back anytime soon. There was nothing that would stop him from having a great time with Mandira.

“Oh yes, Mandira Aunty. I am going to finally make you mine!” Vaibhav said looking at Mandira laying on the bed. He had just dropped her onto the bed, and she looked totally wasted.

Everybody had dressed casually, and Mandira was wearing a black polo t-shirt and a body-fit pair of white jeans. It was not everyday she wore western clothes, and her thick ass appeared glorified.

Her 34-24-36 sized body looked amazing in her outfit. Her black hair and beautiful face clearly justified why Vaibhav had always thought of her like a hot MILF.

It did not take much time for Vaibhav to start pounding Mandira. He easily stripped her off her jeans, as his throbbing young cock already leaked, looking at her yummy thick thighs.

Vaibhav removed her red-colored panties, and stuffed it inside her mouth, making sure she doesn’t shout even if she came back to her senses.

Vaibhav then pulled his grey pants down, and spreading Mandira’s legs wide. He tried to push his hard 9 inches long brown cock inside her pussy. She was too dry down there, and just wouldn’t let his cock slide for the first time.

But just seconds later, she was taking the entire length of Vaibhav’s manhood inside her. Mandira was not at all in her senses but was making soft moans as Vaibhav rammed her harder and faster.

“Somebody has been giving this slutty mummy thick long meat,” Vaibhav told himself, wondering how Mandira’s trimmed pussy was so easily able to accommodate his bigger than normal cock.

Vaibhav, however, had completely forgotten that his best buddy, Pranav, had skipped the evening get-together because he was sick after the 10-hour journey. He was in the shower when Vaibhav brought Mandira inside the room. And Vaibhav realized this only when a naked Pranav tapped him on his shoulder.

“Move aside, brother. It is my turn now,” Pranav said, looking at Vaibhav cum inside Mandira, with pleasure, but with a sudden shocked face. Vaibhav wasn’t expecting Pranav and was worried it would be somebody else.

He was relaxed to know it was Pranav because he was his partner in crime. They had been visiting brothels together and shared all of their secret sexual fantasies.

They both laughed as Vaibhav pulled out his leaking cock, and Vaibhav keenly watched as Pranav slid his cock inside Mandira’s cum-filled cunt.

Pranav, aged 20, was fairer than Vaibhav, but shorter and less fit compared to him. His cock was only 8 inches long but was as thick as Vaibhav’s.

“It has always been a big dream to fuck Mandira Aunty.” Pranav could not resist chuckling as he said that. His eyes glowed as if the entire purpose of his life was met.

“Hahaha. So damn true, brother. All those times we fapped together, each time we saw her, imagining double penetrating her.” Vaibhav had his hands on his balls as he said that.

“Oh yes. But I never thought it would be sloppy seconds with her. I always felt I would have to defile her. Though she has a great sense of style, she has always been a homely mummy,” Pranav continued, as he increased the speed of his thrusts.

“Hahaha. You can thank me for all the cum I shot inside her, making her look like a cum slut,” Vaibhav also knew Mandira was a loyal conservative housewife. He had just destroyed her modesty.

“I really hope Ankit never gets to know about this. He will kill us, for sure,” Pranav said, however, not bothering to take his cock out as he too shot his load inside Mandira’s mature pussy.

Vaibhav and Pranav were the only members in the group, who did not drink the spiked beverage. But even as they decided to go for another round with Mandira, they had no idea about what was really happening outside.

Ankit, Mandira’s son, was meanwhile getting his cock sucked by Liba, inside a cubicle in the men’s washroom. Liba, a Muslim mother in her late thirties, was on her knees. Ankit pushed his cock deep down her throat.

Ankit, aged 24, had married his college sweetheart, Payal, just four months ago. They were dancing together, before Liba looked irresistible to him, in his dazy state of mind.

In the very adjacent toilet cubicle, Vaibhav’s elder sister, Vaishali, was getting fucked by none other than Pranav’s dad, Sandeep. The two families were very close and practically lived as one. But, that night, Sandeep could only see Vaishali as a young lass he badly wanted to penetrate.

And outside the cubicles, in the common area of the men’s washroom, Liba’s 19-year-old son, Salim, was drilling his way inside his young aunt, Fathima. She sat on the washbasin counter, as her nephew pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her tight pussy.

They were all moaning and screaming, and the room smelled of sex, but nobody could even bother to care.

To be continued.

I really hope you all liked the story. Please do send me your comments and feedback to [email protected].

Hi, sex cravers, this is Derek (name changed), currently living in Delhi. My age is 20 years and the heroine of the story is Mehak. She too is of the same age. This is my first story describing the incident that happened last month. I read a lot of stories here so I decided to share mine as well.

So without wasting time coming directly to the story. I and Mehak were good friends, like childhood buddies (childhood friends). Our families know each other for a long time. Being of the same age we used to spend a lot of time together sharing things, feelings, relationships, watching movies and all sorts of stuff.

Being partners in crime, we were saving each other all the time. Earlier I used to have no such feelings about her. But in the past few years, she has gained her major assets that go 35-30-36. So recently when we hug tightly it used to give me a turn on. I started shaking off at night thinking about her.

But I never told her fearing to know its consequences. One day her family had to go for a function. So her mother asked me to stay at their place till the time they are not back. She is scared of staying alone in the house. I accepted as I and Mehak will have time to spend alone in the house.

It was December and a bit cold outside. So we both got into the blanket and started Netflix and took some food with us. Some intimacy scenes were there which turned both of us. We got a call from her mother that they will be back tomorrow morning due to low visibility on the highway.

So we both planned to have a blast that night as we have the complete night together and no one is there to stop us. I bought some vodka and got a packet of condoms as well (without letting her know about it). We again started Netflix. In the blanket, we were sitting just next to each other with no space in between.

We were sipping vodka and enjoying the night. I got turned on and placed my hand on her thighs and started moving it. She did not respond to that. So I moved my hand to her waist and she trembled a bit. I whispered in her ears, “I dare you to kiss me,” and she instantly kissed me.

We both kissed for about 15 minutes and I started playing with her boobs. I removed her t-shirt and bra and was playing with her melons. I sucked that and I was a heavenly feeling. We both got naked and she was shocked to see my 7-inch cock. She started to rub it with her hands.

I got her mouth and placed it onto my dick and she started to suck it. I ejaculated and she drank it all without wasting even a single drop of it. I sucked her pussy and she started moaning a bit. She released her juices within no time. I again got erect.

I got the condom in position. I placed her above a pillow and placed my dick on her pussy and rubbed a bit. She was begging me to insert it. So I gave a push and it started penetrating a bit. She started screaming and I kissed her to suppress her voice.

With a hard push, half of the dick was inside her. She scratched my back with her nails. After a pause, I again gave a push and my dick was completely inside her. I started to move it in and out slightly. After 2-3 minutes she also started enjoying it and her pain converted into excitement.

We both got into the doggy style and after fucking her for about 15 minutes. She ejaculated, and within a minutes, I released my sperms. We both stayed naked in the blanket and finished our drinks. We rested for a bit. While the TV was still on, we both were looking at each other wishing that night should never get over.

When both of us were ready for another round. We were in the cowgirl position and her boobs were dancing up and down. I got hold of them and pinched them. It leads to a moan and I started sucking them while fucking. We both were exhausted after the second round.

So after the session, we kissed passionately. We had a hot bath together playing with each other and kissing. We both slept naked hugging each other that night. In the morning my dick was again erect as we got up. We kissed passionately and she gave me a blowjob to calm it.

Looking at the mess that we created around in the night we both were thinking about the last night. Then we decided to clean it up before her family arrives. So we both got a bath together and we played with each other. Then we both got dressed up properly and made sure everything was in place. We cleaned the room.

We both kissed and I left for my home in the morning. Later in the afternoon, I got a text from Mehak about the night. That it was an unforgettable night. She asked me to meet in the parking area around 4 pm. At that time the parking is mostly isolated with no one around.

After that incident, we kissed a lot but never got any chance to make out. In the first week of January, she got an offer letter from Canada that she has been waiting for years. It was like a dream come true for her. So she has decided to shift there for 3 years to complete her studies.

Being such a good friend, I supported her that she should for sure go for the offer she is getting. But I truly miss us together.

I hope you liked this story. For your valuable feedback and comments can mail me at [email protected]. Feel free to share whatever you want to share, privacy assured.

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PART 12: Cousin Sister Bharti – Intro Episode
Narrated By Rahul

Kareeb 4 baje jaise hi darwaze ki ghanti baji main bed se uchal utha. Yakinan ye Bharti hi thi. Mann mein laddu phootne lage mano meri cousin bahan nahi meri girlfriend aa rahi ho. Par main aisa bhi nahi dikhana chahta tha ki main uske aane se kaafi utaawla hoon. Apni image thoda banaye rakhna chahta tha.

Dheere se darwaza open kiya aur bahar dekha. Koi darwaze ka jawab dene gaya hi nahi. Fir ek bar aur ghanti baji to maa ke kamre ka darwaza khula aur woh nikal kar darwaza kholi. Aunty dikh nahi rahi thi. Shayad dono so rahe the. Tab bahar se awaaz aayi.

Maa: Are Bharti! Tum bhi aa gayi. Andar aao.
Bharti: Hello aunty.
Maa: Hi beta, kaisi ho tum?
Bharti: Achi hoon aap kaise hai?

Maa: Ekdam badhiya.
Bharti: Mom kaha hai?
Maa: Woh so rahi thi. Hum dono so hi rahe the lunch ke baad. Woh bhi uth hi rahi thi.

Bharti: Ok, Rahul, woh kaha hai?
Maa: Dikha nahi, shayad woh bhi so hi raha hai, warna woh bell sunkar darwaza zaroor kholne aata.
Main tab jhoot moot ki jamaayi leta hua room se nikla aur bola: Kaun hai mom?

Maa palat kar mere room ke taraf dekhi aur boli: Dekho to Bharti aayi hai.
Main living ko undono ke pass jata hua bola: Hi Bharti.
Bharti: Hello! Hamesha sote hi rahte ho kya?
Main: Nahi bas padhte padhte aankh lag gayi thi.

Bharti: Padhayi?
Ye woh mujhe chidaati hui boli, zaroor usne mere girlfriend wali baat sach maan li thi.

Maa: Chai piyogi beta?
Bharti: Haan agar aap log pee rahe ho to banayiye warna baad mein bhi chalega.
Maa: Theek hai chalo tum apna bag Teena ke room rakh do. Aur fresh ho jao.

Ab aana tha khel ka maza. Teena ka room tha lock aur chaabi maine chupa di thi. Bharti mujhe muh banati hui Teena ke room ke taraf gayi aur main maa ke sath kitchen mein chala gaya. Nahi chahta tha ki jab Bharti ko ye pata chale ki darwaza lock hai aur woh mujhe dekh meri chor shakal pakadi jaye.

Main mom se bola: Aunty uthi nahi?
Maa fridge se doodh nikalti hui jhukti hui boli: Haan uth to gayi hai shayad fresh ho rahi hai.

Unhe mere taraf jhuki dekh maine apne hath unki gaand par rakhi aur kaha: Maa aise sab aap mere samne mat karona.
Maa jhat se seedhi hui aur mere hath ko mar kar hatati hui dheemi awaaz mein boli: Pagal aise sab mat karo. Kavita aur Bharti dono hai ghar pe.

Tabhi achanak se Bharti kitchen mein aayi aur boli: Aunty!
Maa: Ha, beta.
Bharti: Woh Teena didi ka kamra lock hai.

Maa: Lock hai? To chabi usne kaha rakhi hogi. Ek minute ruko main Teena ko call karti hoon.
Fir maa apne room ko chali gayi apna phone lene aur main kitchen mein khada Bharti ke sath.

Bharti mere taraf aati hui boli: Chalo hato. Bas khade rahna jante ho.
Woh chai ki pateele mein doodh aur pani milakar dalne lagi. Aur main use peeche se dekh niharta raha. Patli dubli figure hai uski jaise actress Shradha Kapoor ki. Aur height bhi uske hi jitni.

Halka sawli par utni zyada gori nahi jitni Teena didi hai. Ek minute aise hi hua ki tabhi maa aayi kitchen mein aur boli: Beta, I am sorry.
Main: Kyu, kya hua mom.
Maa: Uff tumse nahi boli main. Bharti se boli.

Ye dekh Bharti has padi aur kya khoobsurat chanchal hasi thi uski.
Bharti: Kya hua aunty?
Maa: Beta woh Teena se baat hui usne apne room ki chaabi galti se apne sath le gayi.

Bharti: Oh no, to ab main…
Maa: Koi baat nahi beta, ek kaam karte hai na. Rahul ko uske room se nikal dete hai aur tum waha rah lena ha ha ha!
Bharti muskurati hui boli: No no aunty, mujhe nahi rahna Rahul ke room mein.

Maa: Theek hai ruko. Kuch sochte hai. Abhi tum mere room jakar fresh hona hai to ho jao aur apna saman bhi wahi rakh do.
Bharti: Ok aunty.

Bharti apni bag lekar maa ke room ko gayi. Fir maa mujhe dekh gussa karti hui boli: Idiot, baal baal bache. Agar woh dekh leti ki tumhara hath kidhar hai to.
Main khada hasne laga aur fir maa chai banane lagi. Tabhi Kavita aunty kitchen ko aayi aur boli: Kya chal raha hai maa bete ke beech?

Main: Kuch nahi aunty bas aise hi khada tha.
Kavita aunty: Bharti kab aayi?
Main: Abhi abhi aayi bas.
Kavita aunty: Woh bhi hamare sath hi rahegi kya Saru?

Maa: Are pata nahi Kavi. Woh Teena ka room lock hai aur chabee usne galti se apne sath le gayi.
Kavita aunty: To fir use Rahul ke kamre mein rahne do na.
Bas Kavita aunty ne to mere muh ki baat cheen li.

Maa: haan woh to hai par Bharti mana kar rahi thi.
Tabhi apni maa ko tokti hui Bharti boli: No, main nahi rahne wali Rahul ke sath.
Kavita aunty: Are beta isme kya hai?

Bharti: Mom! Aap na chup raho.
Maa: Ok ok! Woh baad mein dekhte hai abhi bahas mat karo sab.

Bharti mujhe ek ajeeb si gusse ke sath ghoorne lagi aur fir living room ko chali gayi. Shayad woh is liye gussa kar rahi thi kyu ki mere zabaan ke hisaab se use Teena ka kamra nahi mil raha tha. Bharti aur aunty ke living mein jaane ke baad main aur maa chai aur kuch snacks lekar living ko gaye.

Bharti aunty ke bagal mein hi lambe wale sofe pe baithi thi aur main aur maa uske theek daaye baaye rakhe single sofa par.
Maa: To Bharti beta, kaisi chal rahi hai padhayi?

Bharti: Badhiya aunty. Bas ye entrence ka exam dimaag kharab kar deti hai. Bas woh nikal jaaye.
Kavita aunty: haan to padhayi pe dhyaan rahe to na. Aajkal to naye friends naye trends.

Maa: Haan kya kare. Woh dekho samne ek hai. Padhayi karne bolo to aise lagta hai jaise majdoori karne ko kah rahe ho.
Maa mujhe ishara karte hue bol rahi thi jise dekh Bharti chai ki chuski leti hui hasne lagi.

Kavita aunty: Rahul to theek hi haina padhayi mein.
Maa: Haan agar uske peeche bhage to, warna pooch zara iske papa ke jane ke baad kitni baar book hath se lagaya?
Kavita aunty: Are main jab aayi to ye apne room padh hi to raha tha. Kyu beta?

Main: Ha…haan aunty, maa bas aise hi baat banane ke liye.
Maa mujhe dekh sar hilati hui ishara de rahi thi. Maano unhe sab pata hai ki ab main kya karta hoon band kamre ke andar.

Kavita aunty: Kyu? Aise na kaho. Woh andar padh hi raha tha. Rahul ke to marks bhi ache aaye the na board mein.
Maa: Haan haan jab dekho apna laptop pe hi padhayi karta rahta hai.

Main maa ke kahne ka matlab khoob samajh raha tha aur sirf mein aur maa hi samajh rahe the.

Kavita aunty: Are aaj kal to sabhi bache laptop aur phone mein hi sari padhaayi karte hai. Ise dekho jab dekho mobile lekar baithi rahti hai. Pooch to kahti hai notes iske coching classes ki group mein aati hai. Par mujhe aaj tak dikhayi nahi.

Bharti: Oho maa, aap ko to jaise dikhaun aur aapko samajh aa jaye.
Kavita aunty: Kyu, mujhe kya padhni likhni nahi aati? Main bhi college gayi hoon.
Bharti: Haan haan, aur 15 back paper bhi thi aapke. Ha ha ha!

Kavita aunty ke alawa hum teeno hasne lage jispar Kavita aunty muh banane lagi. Maa ne kaha: Ab tum maa beti ladna band karo.
Hum charo yoon hi fir aas paas ki baate karte rahe. Bharti ne firse kuch der baad wahi baat dubara chedi.

Bharti: I want to freshen up. Kaha jaun?
Main Kavita aunty ko dekh raha tha ki woh bole ki mere room mein jaye. Tabhi maa boli: Mere room chale jao. Agar nahana hoto geyser on karke 3 minute ruko.

Bharti uthi aur apna cup table se uthane lagi. Maa ne kaha: Rahne do use wahi.
Fir Bharti apni bag uthayi aur maa ke kamre ko jane lagi. Pata nahi kyu jate waqt ek thirchi nazar se mujhe dekh gayi par chehre par na hasi thi na kuch, bilkul expressionless.

Uske jaate hi maa aur aunty uthi aur kitchen ko chali gayi. Tab maine apna phone nikala aur Bharti ko message karne laga.
Main: Hello! Aise kyu mujhse naraaz ho?

Turant ek aadhe minute mein uska reply aaya.
Bharti: Main kyu naraz houngi tumse?
Main: To fir mujhe aise gusse se kyu dekh ke gayi?

Bharti: Gussa nahi to aur kya? Teena ka room lock tha to mujhse jhoot kyu bole?
Main: Are mujhe pata nahi tha ki woh lock karke chabi le gayi hai. Woh kabhi aise lock karke nahi jaati. Jab tum ne bataya tab mujhe pata chala. Sachchi.

Bharti: Promise tujhe nahi pata tha?
Waise to enterance ki padhayi kar raha main bhagwaan se koi panga nahi lena chahta tha. lekin Bharti ke sath baat bhi to banani thi to bhagwaan se sorry bolte hue maine reply kar di: Haan promise. I didn’t know, yaar.

Bharti: Hmm ok. Chalo bye. Main nahane ja rahi hoon.
Main: Are pani to garam karlo.
Bharti: On kiya hai kuch der baad nahaungi, bye.
Main: Tab tak text karona.

Bharti: Kyu?
Main: Aise hi!
Bharti: Aise hi kyu karu tumhe text?
Main: Bas aise hi karte rahona.

Bharti: Kyu?
Main: Acha lagta hai.
Ye maine andhere mein teer maar di shayad nishaane ke kareeb lag jaaye.

Bharti: Thoda nahi tumhara poora screw dheela hai.
Main: To tight kar do, tum medical student hona.
Bharti: Tumhara screw tight karke nahi hammer se maar ke tight karna hoga.
Main: To marona.

Bharti: Are, ajeeb ho. You are irritating.
Main: Kyu?
Bharti: Kuch bolna hai to text karo warna chalo bye.
Main: Kya bolu? Tum bolo kuch.

Bharti: Mujhe nahi karni koi text tumhe, tum hi kar rahe ho to tum bolo.
Maine apne dimaag mein ek idea chalaya agar paas to pass warna fail hua to bhi jawab ready tha.
Main: Bolu kya?

Bharti: Bolo.
Main: I love you.
Bharti: What? Gone mad? (gusse ka smiley)
Isse baat bani nahi to maine reply diya.

Main: Kyu? I love you as my sister. Ha ha ha! tumhe kya laga?
Bharti: Tu na pagal hai. Bye.
Main: Are ruko to. Hello! Chali gayi?

Iske baad uska koi reply nahi aaya. To main samajh gaya ki woh shayad nahane gayi ya fir sachme mujh par gussa ho. Main uth kar kitchen ko gaya aur waha aunty aur maa kuch baate kaafi dheemi awaaz mein kar rahi thi. Woh jaise do mahilaye apas mein kisi ki raaz ki baate bolti hai.

Meri aahat sunte hi aunty baat karna band kar di aur palat kar mujhe dekh boli: Haan to Rahul aaj class nahi thi? Kitne din aur nahi hai?

Tabhi ek sath maa aur main bol pade
Maa: Aur 2 din.
Main: Aur 4 din.

Par hum dono ne alag bola aur mera jawab sun maa mujhe achanak se dekhi. Aur unke kuch poochne se pahle maine kaha: 4 din. Woh sir ne pahle 3 din chutti diya tha. Lekin dopahar ko call kiye aur kahe ki ab class agle Monday se hi hoga.

Kavita aunty mujhe dekh rahi thi. Unki nazar maa ko nahi dekh paa rahi thi jiska faayda utha kar maa mujhe ghoorti hui ishara kar rahi thi. Mano pooch rahi ho ki mere dimaag mein kya chal raha hai aur main jhoot to nahi bol raha?

Kavita aunty: Oho to badi lambi chutti mili hai tumhe. Matlab tumhare papa aur Teena jab tak nahi ayenge tum bhi ghar par hi ho?
Main: Haan aunty.

Maa mud kar apna kaam karti hui kuch dhule hue cup drawer mein set karne lagi. To aunty boli: Tab to poore maze hai tumhare.

Main aunty ko dekhne laga ki inka matlab kya hai. To unhone fir kaha: Tumhari maa ko main janti hoon, tumhare papa jaise strict nahi. To poora fayda uthaoge iska.

Main khamakha ghabra gaya woh to padhayi ki baat kar rahi thi. Tabhi maa sink mein pade baaki thode plate dhone ko badhi. To aunty maa ki nighty ke upar se unki gaand par halke se marti hui boli: Chal hat tu, ab main karti hoon. Sirf khane peene aayi hoon kya yaha.

Maa: Nahi koi zarurat nahi tu araam se jakar kahi baith main aati hoon.
Aunty ko aise maa ki gaand par marte dekh ajeeb si lahar daud gayi mere andar. Ye dono kaafi dostana rahe hai jabse main in dono ko janta hoon. Aisa nahi tha ki ye dono bhabhi aur natoon ho, ye dono hamesha se hi achche dost rahe hai.

Main in dono ko chhor apne room jane laga. Ye sochte hue ki ab maa par hath marne ka maoka shayad hi mile jab tak aunty aur Bharti yaha hai, to fir poora dhyaan Bharti par lagaya jaye. Apne room jakar main apne saware saaf sutre bed par leta.

Fir sochne laga ki kab Bharti ke sath is bistar par hone ka maoka mile mujhe, aur agar mile to kaise. Kuch 20-25 minute baad maa ke kamre ka darwaza khulne ki awaaz aayi. To main samajh gaya ki Bharti nahakar nikli. Main chalu ho gaya phone lekar use text karne.

Main: Nikal gaye?
Thoda bhi time nahi laga ki uska reply aaya shayad hath mein hi phone tha uske.
Bharti: Kya?

Main: Naha ke nikal gaye poocha.
Bharti: Nahi abhi bhi bathroom mein hi hoon, aur tumhe text kar rahi hoon duffer!

Ye usne mujhe chidane ke liye kaha. Kyu ki mujhe uski aur aunty aur maa ki mili jhuli awaaze bahar se aa rahi thi. Par maine socha ki uske mazaak ko aage badaun.

Main: Are waah, lucky phone.
Bharti: Kyu?
Main: Tumhare sath bathroom mein naha jo raha hai. (zor se hasne ki smily)
Bharti: Shut up, idiot.

Main: Are har baat par tum itni chidti kyu ho?
Bharti: Tum itne bhondu wale baat karo to aur kya naachu?
Main: Haan naachona. Main gana gata hoon.

Bharti: Nahi nahi, log pathar marenge tumhari khidki par. (zor se hasne ki smily)
Main: Tab main ye gana gaunga ‘Koi pathar se na mare tere diwaane ko.’ Aur tum uspar naacho.

Bharti: Ufff!
Main: Kya hua?
Bharti: Kuch nahi. Tum bahar kyu nahi aa rahe.
Main: Kyu bahar aunga to naachogi?

Bharti: You are so irritating. Mat aao. Bye.
Main: Are gussa ho gaya bacha.

Uska koi reply nahi aaya. Main utha aur room se bahar nikalte hi dekha to teeno stree jaati kitchen mein hi the. Kitchen ke darwaaze par hi Bharti andar dekhti hui khadi thi. Mere paas jane ki awaz se woh palat kar peeche dekhi aur muh chidati hui wapas palat gayi.

Bharti ek neele rang ki legging aur jangho tak lambi navy color ki shirt pehni hui thi. Poora Dhaka hua ki kuch na dikhe. Naa tange na cleavage kuch bhi nahi. Waise uske boobs bhi neembu jaise chote hi the utne bade nahi. Main kitchen ke darwaaze ke paas uske peeche jakar khada ho gaya.

Maa aur aunty sath mein kuch bana rahe the. In dono ki poorani aadat thi ki jab sath ho to kuch na kuch khane ke liye banate the. Jaise ki cake ya kuch aur meetha. Maa aur aunty mujhe aur Bharti ko peet dikha kar khade the. To unhe pata nahi tha ki main aaya hoon.

Jiska fayda utha kar apna phone lekar Bharti jo theek mere samne khadi hai use message kiya.
Main: Looking beautiful.

Bharti ke hath mein phone vibrate hua to woh palat kar mujhe dekhi. Fir wapas mud kar apne phone par message check ki. Main use thoda thircha ho kar dekh raha tha. To dikha ki mere message ko padh kar pahle ek second ke liye woh halka sa muskurayi aur fir normal ho kar mujhe palat kar dekhi.

Aur fir apna phone band kar wapas mud gayi. Use acha to laga hi hoga jab maine beautiful kaha to tabhi to muskurayi bhale ek second ke liye hi. Kiss ladki ko pasand nahi ki koi use beautiful bole. Fir maine dubara message kiya.

Main: Yaha kya kar rahi ho?
Jab phone vibrate hua to usne firse mujhe dekha. Aankh band karte hue chidne ke tarah chehra banati hui apna phone dekhi. Fir message type karne lagi. Main turant phone lekar dekha aur tabhi reply aaya.

Bharti: Kya hai tera problem?
Main: Tum.
Bharti: Main?

Main: Haan tum. Kuch to kaam kar nahi rahi bas dikhane ke liye kitchen mein aakar khadi hai.
Bharti: Oh to tumhe pata chal gaya. (jeeb dikhate hue smily)
Main: Bilkul.

Bharti: Tum kiss liye aaye ho, tum bhi to wahi kar rahe ho.
Main: Main to tumhe dekhne aaya hoon.
Bharti: Kyu?

Main: Itni beautiful jo ho.
Bharti: Zyada mat dekho warna thappad pad sakta hai.
Main: Oho, aggressive?

Bharti: Hmmm
Main: I like it.
Bharti: Get lost.

Uspar maine use reply nahi diya. Par badle mein ek ungli se uske kamar par halki si gudguddi de maari. Jispar woh ekdam se jhatke khati hui apni ek haath peeche kar mere hath par zor ke cheeti kaat di. Kaafi bade sawaare hue nailpolish se chamkaaye hue nakhoon hai uske.

Woh meri chamdi mein achi khaasi daag bana dali. Main firse apna hath use gudgudane le gaya to woh firse hath peeche laayi. Par isbaar maine uske hath pakad liye aur pakda raha. Kya mulayam patle duble hath hai uske. Hath ko pakad uski machalti ungliyo ko apne hath mein pakad halke se marodne laga.

To uske muh se halki si isss ki awaaz aayi. Maine use chhod diya aur woh turant apna hath wapas leti hui mudi. Mere kandhe ko dhakka marti hui bina mujhe dekhe chalti bani. Aur jakar living room mein single seater sofe par baith gayi.

Uske jane ke halchal se aunty peeche mudi aur mujhe dekh boli: Are tum kab aaye?
Main: Bas abhi aaya.
Kavita Aunty: Main aur Saru sham ko bahar ja rahe hai. Tum aaogena?

Main: Haan kyu nahi, kaha jaoge?
Kavita aunty: Bas yoon hi thodi shopping wagayra, chalo charo chalte hai. Bahar se hi dinner bhi kar lenge.
Itne mein living se Bharti boli: Main nahi aa rahi kahi. Aap log jao.

Kavita Aunty: Tu akeli fir kya karegi yaha.
Tabhi maoka hath se na jane de kar maine bola: Nahi to aap dono chale jao. Mujhe ek online Maths ki class hai sham ko. Woh hafte mein ek hi baar hota hai.

Maa turant mujhe palat kar dekhi aur shakki nazar se dekhne lagi.
Kavita aunty: Are, Tab theek hai. Tum mat aao.
Kavita aunty palat kar maa ke sath kuch karne lagi. To main thoda jhank kar living mein dekha.

Bharti mujhe dekh gusse wali shakal bana rahi thi. Fir woh apne phone par kuch karne lagi aur mujhe ek message aaya.
Bharti: Pahle to jane ko ready ho gaye the?
Main: Haan par tum nahi aa rahi hone, kahi akele tumhe dar na lage.

Bharti: Haan tumhare ghar to bhoot haina.
Main: Haan bohut bada wala bhoot hai.
Bharti: Haan janti hoon, abhi woh mujhe text bhi kar raha hai.
Main: Haan main hi, bhoot nahi, drakula hoon.

Bharti: bakwas band karo aur apni girlfriend ke bare mein batao. Kya problem thi jo mujhe batana chahte ho?
Main: Woh main baad mein bataunga, maa aunty ke jaane ke baad.
Bharti: Ok to fir tab baat karna, now don’t text me.

Main fir kitchen se living ko jakar Bharti ke theek samne wali sofe par baitha aur use dekh dekh ke message karne laga.
Main: Koi baat nahi abhi kuch aur baat karte haina.
Bharti mujhe dekhti hui message karne lagi.

Bharti: Kya baat karna hai. Bolo.
Main: Tum bolo kuch, tumhara koi boyfriend hai?
Bharti: Tumhe kyu bataun.
Main: Bataona, main kaunsa aunty ko bataunga?

Bharti: Haan hai. Bohut sare. (zor ki hasi wali smily)
Main: Oho! To ek se mann nahi bharta. (aankh marne wali smily)
Bharti: Hat, idiot.
Uske shakal par halki muskaan aur sharam thi aur sath hi banawti gussa bhi.

Main: sach bataona, koi boyfriend hai tumhara?
Bharti: It’s personal abhi nahi batana chahti.
Main: Iska matlab hai.
Bharti: Offo, kuch aur baat karo.

Main: Tum to kuch bol nahi rahi aur main kuch poochu to uska jawaab nahi deti.
Bharti: I asked you. Tum bhi to baad mein bologe bole.

Main: Are woh baad mein seedhe seedhe bataunga.
Bharti: Hmmm ok!

Bharti se text mein baat karte aur shayad mann mein use chodhne ki ichaaye mere lund par mere shorts ke andar asar karne lagi. Mera lund dheere dheere khada hone laga andar hi andar. To maine kuch utpatang karne ki sochi.

To be continued.

I am going to talk about the first time I hooked up with a chubby but pretty girl at my college. First, something about me. I am Sunny and I am a student at a college in Delhi. Physically, I am muscular but short, only 5 feet 5 inches tall. For privacy reasons, I won’t be using real names.

I had been studying in Delhi for the past two years and till that time, I was not even able to make friendship with any girl. As you can tell, I was like any desi guy who was stressed about studies and could not get laid.

After admission session in September last year, like a routine, I along with all the seniors were taking intro of new juniors.

There I saw her, a really chubby, but very beautiful and full fashionista girl, she later told us in her intro that her name is Ritu and she is from Delhi itself. Immediately, I and my batchmates started calling her BBW (big beautiful woman) babe. For those who do not understand BBW, just search BBW in any pornsite.

Coming back to the girl, she was very fair with clear skin and her cheeks were pinkish, which used to raise my boner. Even despite being fat, her hip to waist ratio was breath-taking. Her ass was as thick as Kim K’s ass.

Many other guys of my batch were dismissive of her, but I and my one friend would often tease each other by taking her name. I won’t lie that I had jerked off to her many times.

After the fresher’s intro, I did not have any interaction with her at all till our department festival. I and my friends were just hanging out in the lawn when she along with her friend came to inform about the festival and collect contri.

They left after noting our numbers to keep us updated. In our college, juniors are supposed to take care of organizing fests while seniors remain nonchalant and chill.

Suddenly, a few days after the fest, I received a text from Ritu. She was asking for notes about the subjects. In order to keep the conversation going, I lied that I had them and she told me to hand them over tomorrow. Meanwhile, I kept the conversation going and we continued chatting for over a week.

And one day, I asked her about good restaurants in the area. Although I was aware of some good restaurants in the locality, I was hoping to convert this part of the chat into a date. She told me about a few restaurants and I had not gone to one of the restaurants, so I asked about that place.

She informed that pasta there is awesome and since I am a pasta lover, I was excited. And just like that, I asked her to join me to the place, and guess what, she agreed! I was on cloud nine, I had a date with my BBW goddess. We fixed a date two days later.

I will skip the in-between details and come straight to our date. She came in all-black tank top and black jeans. Her flawless pale skin with red lips and pinkish cheeks on black clothes were looking stunning. Also, her hairs were open and shiny.

On the date, we talked about college and general things which were going on. At some point, I revealed that I was a fan of 90’s rock songs. The sexy bbw girl’s eyes dilated and I could feel that I had her full attention.

She told me that during her days, she was a fan of Pakistani bands Jal and Junoon. Both were top bands of their time. Anyways, our date ended on a good note and we continued chatting and went for a movie, where I felt her marvelous body for the first time.

For the movie, I chose a lesser-known movie which was expected to be less crowded and the corner seats. When we reached inside, things were as expected. There were only three other couples, who were seated far away. This time, she was wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans.

When the movie began, for the first 20 minutes I was confused about how to initiate. Remember till now we had only normal conversations. After that, I decided to risk by putting my arm over her shoulders. While doing so, I was so nervous. What if she starts screaming and makes a scene? But I said to myself, it is the time of now or never.

Ritu didn’t even flinch. After 5 minutes, nothing else happened. We were just sitting and watching the movie with my arm over her shoulders. So, I slowly said, “Ritu”, she looked at me and asked, “Kya?” (what).

I replied, “thoda pass aao” (come a little closer) and she obliged. And then I decided to go for it. It was my first kiss ever. For some time, our lips were locked. This gave a tingling sensation on my lips and my dick was instantly hard.

I told her, “Smooch karte h” (kiss with tongues involved). While kissing, the BBW opened her mouth and there it was, our tongues were clashing with saliva exchange. This was making my dick even harder and now without hesitation, my hand under t-shirt moved towards her boobs. My left hand was pressing her boobs underneath the bra.

Things started getting crazy, we were now kissing each other madly from forehead to neck. But I was not able to press her boobs properly, she understood it and said, “Roko” (stop) and put her hands on the back and removed her bra and kept it in her purse.

We once again went on our spree and wow! Her boobs were so pulpy, we were now facing each other and to make it easier I left my seat, came in front of her, spread her legs. Now, Ritu was literally, laying on her back and I was on top of her, kissing and fondling her breast. My hands were barely able to fit her fat tits.

Now she became aggressive and her hands were all over me. She grabbed my ass and opened the buttons of my shirt to kiss my body. She moved her tongue all over my chest. Seeing this, I reached and grabbed her ass several times. But when I tried to open her jeans’ button to grab her pussy, she grabbed hand said, “abhi nhi” (not now).

But I did rub my crotch against her a lot. Soon, I lifted her t-shirt to see her navel. Her stomach was pure milky white and since she was chubby, it was not like usual slim. But I started kissing her navel, and now she was even moaning. It was such a turn on, hearing her moans.

While I was kissing her navel, my fingers grabbed her nipples and started teasing them. Now, her moans were even more louder but the sound of the movie was able to suppress them.

Now, I started sucking her nipple. Her non-stop moans were getting more continuous. For a second, I stopped to look at her, she immediately told me, “Dusra wala bhi chooso” (suck the second one too). I had no option but to listen to my BBW goddess’s demand and sucked it as hard as I could.

This as far as we went during the entire movie. We continued our session in the second half of the movie too. After the movie finished, she went to the washroom to wear her bra. In the next part, I am going to tell you guys about the time I fucked her in my room.

Hello, My Dear Readers. It has been some time since the first part of the story had been published. Intended as a quick read, ‘Mother, Son, And Taboo’ is a reworked compilation of sexual scenarios you might have already read in many stories before.

The first part defines the base plot, and reading it may make this more enjoyable. Your comments have helped me a lot, and I have tried to follow a more elaborate style of storytelling, this time. Happy Reading!

Neema and her son, Arun, were only a few hours away from going on their wicked incest full honeymoon trip. Neema lied to her husband, Deepak, about attending the wedding of her old schoolmate Alisha’s daughter, in Goa. And Arun would be accompanying her.

Deepak had met Alisha during one of the family get-togethers in Neema’s school. He offered to go along, and attend the functions with her. He even suggested it was best Arun stayed home, as he had his supply exams two weeks later.

“Please, Deepak. Let us not fight over this, and make our relationship even sourer.” Neema was smart enough to know this would end the conversation when Deepak started to insist. There was no way he would risk fighting with her.

Over the months, falling in love with her own son had helped Neema forgive her husband to an extent. She was in-fact grateful to him, for cheating on her, because that was the only reason she discovered a lover in her son. Neema now used Deepak’s infidelity as a trump card, to great advantage, winning every situation.

“I am happy you are stuffing in all those sexy bikinis and inner-wear I selected for you, from the online store. But seriously, you wont need them, Mummy,” Arun said looking at his mother pack her bag.

“What makes you think I am going to let you wear any clothes, anyway. You are going to be naked throughout the trip,” Arun teased Neema.

It was a 3-day trip, and they were going to have 2 full nights in Goa. But, that was not going to stop Neema from giving her son a sample dose of her freshly shaven love-hole.

“Now where is my new red thong…” she acted like asking herself, as she stripped out of her cotton pants.

“Sniff it!” Neema almost ordered as Arun pulled her thong down her legs.

They were going to Goa, in the afternoon flight, the next day. They reached the airport well on time and were standing in line for the security check. Neema, dressed like a film star, looked absolutely stunning and was getting a lot of attention.

She was oozing hotness, in a low-neck, sleeveless black body-con dress, that had straps thinner than that of a bra. Her thick booty projected out more than usual, and there were no panty-lines over her yummy butt.

Arun, standing behind his mother, and lusting for her fat ass, already knew she was wearing no panties but had a strapless bra over her bust.

The rest of her admirers, carefully undressing her in their minds, had however easily confirmed she wore no inner-wear, at all. More predominantly due to the fact that Neema’s nipples happily poked out of her dress. She was horny and excited and keenly looking forward to spending time with her son.

Arun had a grin on his face, thinking about how his mother looked just an hour ago. When his dad waved them goodbye, as they got into a taxi, Neema was wearing a full-length yellow kurti and blue tights. Until she shockingly removed it, revealing her tight black cleavage showing dress.

“I want everybody to envy you,” Neema whispered, seductively, in Arun’s ears, as the taxi driver looked at her through the rear-view mirror. He was desperately hoping she gave away more of her creamy assets.

Neema never looked her age, and now in a sexy body fitting dress, she looked even younger and extremely voluptuous. She had also straightened her hair recently, and nobody would believe she had a son as old as Arun.

“Please walk through the scanner, one more time, Ma’am,” the officer at the security check instructed Neema. The scanner beeped non-stop every time she tried walking through. And on each occasion, the officer and passengers ogled at her thick, hourglass-shaped body.

A senior officer joined the scene, and informed Neema they cannot waste any more time and will have to check her body. She tried telling her she is not carrying anything. And everything including her wedding ring is already on the box in the officer’s table.

Neema had stopped wearing her wedding ring, once she caught her husband stray. But, she started using it again when she noticed that her son fucked her harder when she had the ring on her finger.

“It could be your inner-wear, Ma’am. You know about the kind of panties these days,” the senior officer, said in a blunt tone, further explaining that the scanner has marked an area around her lower waist.

“But, I am not wearing any, Sir. I do not have anything below my waist, under my clothes.” Neema said, very softly, hoping no one else will hear.

“I am sorry, Ma’am. I cannot hear you,” the senior officer said, slyly moving the mic towards Neema.

“I am not wearing any panties, Sir,” Neema finished saying, to be greeted by loud laughter, and teasing claps by her fellow passengers. It was obvious everybody around believed she wore nothing underneath her dress. But the officers wanted her to tell it.

Arun did not know how to intervene. He understood his mother was being humiliated but was not sure what he could do about it. He also felt his dick harden when he heard the guy standing behind him call her a ‘horny bitch’.

Neema looked flushed. Both the officers smiled at her, almost peeping into her dress, trying to bless themselves with a deeper view of her inviting cleavage.

Announcing the non-availability of a female officer on duty, the two male officers started to check Neema’s body. They started doing a pat-down, together. With her dress hugging on to her body, it almost felt like the officers had their hands on her busty bare body.

“Guess you have dressed ready to be served the moment you land in Goa…” the senior officer humbled Neeta, caressing her wide hips, acting like he was searching her body.

“I think it is the pills I have been taking, Sir,” Neema confessed to the officers, a little taken aback by their sudden crudeness.

Neema was tired of taking birth control pills every now and then. And since the last month, she had been using imported pills, that work for close to three weeks. The downside was the high metallic content in them, and that was what caused the body scanning machine to beep.

The officers exchanged a few words, secretly, in between them, immediately after Neema told her about her new pills. And, much to Neema’s horror and delight of the passengers, the officers informed she will have to be checked inside the cabin.

The cabin was basically a small room, right next to the body scanner, and had a green curtain instead of a door. The officers conveniently left the curtain open, claiming it was airport policy when the search was not done by a lady officer.

They told Neema it is better if she cooperates, and doesn’t force them to strip search her outside the cabin. She did not have a lot of options. Each time she thought about reacting, she was worried if the trip would have to be canceled.

Neema was still right in front of the eager audience. Everybody, including Arun, continued watching as the officers started to ‘search’ her body. Basically, she was just being touched inappropriately, but with her silent consent.

Without wasting any more time, after making her sit on the wooden table, they pulled down the straps of her dress, forcing her red-colored, ultra-thin strapless bra to be on display. The onlookers, who had been closely observing her body were surprised to know she wore a bra.

Her bra made sure her boobs stayed well hung and kept them firm. And one could not be blamed if he felt she looked more beautiful with a bra on her than without one.

But the very next second, the officers lowered her bra, just sliding the cups down, and exposing her naked tits. They had also raised the bottom part of her dress, unveiling her glorious moist cunt. the only portion of her body that was covered was her fleshy stomach.

The officers groped and fondled Neema’s boobs, claiming they were just checking if anything was hidden in between her ripe melons.

The junior officer, then, pushed in two of his rough fingers inside Neema’s wet pussy, asking her how often she visits Goa. He soon made way for three fingers of his senior, who very gleefully asked Neema what her rate was.

“You look like an expensive slut. Your clients must be very very rich.” Neema was being exploited, but deep inside she was loving every bit of it. She thought about the days before she started having sex with her own son. The days she felt she should get back at her cheating husband, by sleeping with random men.

Neema was dripping already, moaning loudly, and had just ejaculated when she heard the beep sound of the handheld metal detector.

“It is beeping more around her ass, Sir,” the junior officer passed the information on to his superior.

“Sit on all fours!” the senior officer instructed Neema, in a harsh tone, as the watching crowd cheered. Everybody would have thought about giving her a hard doggy, right there.

“How much do you charge for a night?” the senior officer asked her again, parting her ass-cheeks wide, and touching her brown ass-hole. Arun used to ask his mother the same question when he talked dirty during sex. But here, Neema was almost taken against her will and was being slut-shamed.

“Oh!” Neema let out a loud groan, as the metal detector disappeared inside her butt-hole, a few seconds later. She had her backdoor penetrated regularly by her young son. But this was totally unexpected, and the device was at least three times thicker than his cock.

“Maybe we should replace the metal detector with somebody’s fist. How about we call in somebody from the long list of happy passengers. They would love it,” the officers sounded evil.

“How about we ask the young guy, in grey shorts, standing right in front of the line… He won’t mind putting his fist inside this pricey meat,” the senior officer asked Neema, pointing his fingers at Arun, unaware of his identity.

“He is my son, Sir. I am traveling with him,” Neema replied, breathing heavily. She had climaxed for the third time in under five minutes and was squirting on the table, now.

The officers had until then thought Neema was traveling alone, and they had things under control. But this was a problem, and they knew it was trouble. They quickly helped her put her clothes back in order, and declared her clean, much to the disappointment of the men watching.

“We are very sorry your mother had to be searched, Sir,” the senior officer had a face that said he was willing to do anything, to keep this a secret, as he apologized to Arun.

“That is completely okay, Sir. I totally understand. And security is the top priority,” Arun said, leaving the officers bewildered. They were worried the mother and son were going to initiate action against them. But, only Neema and Arun knew how much they both enjoyed it.

Arun had heard Neema sneeze thrice, and he was aware of the fact that she sneezed each time she had an orgasm. It was the first time another man, in fact, men, other than him and his dad, had their hands on his mother.

His mother was his lover, and he did feel a little angry and jealous to see her being felt up and used and also given pleasure. But he was twisted enough to relish on it and admit he enjoyed watching his mother’s humiliation.

This was after all a fantasy they had played out many times, during their lust-filled, steamy fucking sessions.

They finally got inside the plane. But just 15 minutes after take-off, the air hostess informed Neema that the pilots wished to talk to her. And she was escorted to the cockpit, as Arun watched cluelessly.

The pilots asked her if she was alright, and expressed their regret straightaway. But when Neema came out, 15 minutes later, her boobs bulged out more than before. And, her long hard nipples poked out clearly off her dress. Her shiny dark brown hair, too, seemed very messy.

“What happened inside, Ma’am?” asked the air hostess in a sleazy tone, as Neema walked back to her seat.

Arun did not have access to the exact details, but he could guess what must have happened. Neema’s face looked red, and she had a sly shy smile on her face.

“What happened?” Arun asked his mother, looking straight at her bust. Her melons, without a bra, craved extra to be sucked.

“The pilots said they had a video of me, being searched inside the cabin,” Neema quickly replied. “And I just had to give them my bra, to make them delete it,” Neema continued.

“How can you be so stupid, Mummy? You could have said no! There was no way they could have forced you. Maybe they did not even have the video.” Arun was only pulling her leg, but Neema did not get it.

“They didn’t exactly blackmail me, Arun. But I just did not want any…” Neema was trying hard to explain when she noticed the hardness of her son’s erect cock.

“I was just starting to wonder why you are so worried about your mother’s modesty, today!” Neema smirked and bit her lips when she realized her son had in fact been finding satisfaction from his mother’s degradation.

Neema still had white cum stuck on her thick red lips, and Arun could easily imagine how far this would have gone.

“I want to know the complete details, Mummy!” Arun was already sure his mother had to show them her boobies when she removed her bra. He had also confirmed she cleanly sucked their pricks. But, he wanted to know it all, for his own dirty gratification.

“And they took away my bra, but made me wear a pair of panties they gave me.” Neema almost finished telling what happened inside the cockpit.

“What? That could be a very dirty pair, Mummy.” Arun shook his head, saying she should have avoided it, but also looking over to her thighs and checking if he can catch a glimpse of it.

“Wear the panties they give me and suck their cocks OR walk with a panty-less pussy that has their hot cum leaking out, were the options they gave me. And I really wanted to save my pussy for you. The only piece of meat going inside my mature pussy has to be you, Arun,” Neema looked down at her son’s extremely stiff erection.

Arun did not want to know any more. He had a clear picture of to what extent things had gone, and he was already leaking.

Not bothered about the other passengers in the flight, Neema put her hand inside Arun’s shorts. She grabbed his dick first, but soon pressed his balls really hard, hurting him, with a naughty smile on her face.

Arun knew his mother loved it when he talked about other men taking her. But, now, he was seriously thinking if she had a shameless filthy cock-monger inside her.

“By the way, Ma’am, the panties you are wearing, are mine!” the young air hostess told Neema, while she served her food. And bending down a little too much, she further let Neema know, her red strapless bra was now over her rack.

Neema and her son, Arun’s, secret honeymoon trip, seeking sensual fulfillment had only begun. They wanted to feel complete as a couple. But Neema had already been showered with affection, by at least 4 other men.

And though in ways they never thought about, both, Neema and Arun had orgasmed more times than they expected to before they reached Goa.

To be continued.

Hi readers. I’m Sarfaraz Khan a 23 year old male from South India, single. Those girls and guys who haven’t read my previous stories are requested to read them and enjoy. I’m sure you’ll enjoy shagging.

Married women or girls of any age group can approach me for fun. This is a true incident except names changed.

So it was the end of our college. Graduation and all formalities were over and now everyone was literally a free bird. Away from all academic tensions. Ours was, as usual, a conservative college with conservative girls as usual in South Indian colleges.

So after much of ifs and buts finally a farewell party was organized by our batch in one outdoor spot. It was more like a bachelorette party where at least the girls get married after this age. Anyway, as usual, most of the girls were dressed in their natural boring attire or chudidar.

A few wore really loose T-shirts which made them look ugly. A handful wore sleeveless tops which made somewhat watchable. And finally, only 2-3 wore western attires. Mostly these were girls from affluent and liberal families or from a different city.

Among these few chicks was the heroine I banged. Her name was Pooja, 24 a sexy chick. A little about her. Though a bit (very slight) dusky, she was perfect in every aspect. Her face showed she’s ever ready for a good time. Her waist was almost what they call ‘zero’ size and an ass to die for.

Her ass swung like two jiggly bags at her every step. And rumors were high that she can be an easy lay provided you have the courage to approach her. So in this ‘party’, she had come dressed up as a bombshell. Her black one-piece ended up at her knees showing her waxed toned legs.

Her boobs were trying to jut out of the blacktop. I guess there was no bra. I secretly saw her nipple protruding over. Her matching lipstick and stilettos could make any man weak. I don’t know why but many boys were just feasting their eyes and nobody literally approached her.

Maybe due to fear of something. I don’t know. So it was around 7 pm and everything was almost done with all those boring speeches and games. The only arousing event was a group dance in which obviously Pooja was in. Everyone was literally fucking her with their eyes that’s it.

So finally everything came close to the end. It was dinner time arranged there only. I grabbed something and was searching for a table when I saw Pooja sitting alone. It was darkish in the place as it was a kind outdoor dining and had lots of trees. I asked her if I could join and she was happy to oblige.

We were taking or say flirting each other in between bites and soon I felt she was trying to hit on me. I don’t say I’m the most handsome guy in the world. But atleast my looks and actions could score many girls for me and still working. So the topic came to girlfriends and boyfriends and she opened up everything.

She was like she had many boyfriends but all were the only kind of not serious ones. I too had a girlfriend long back in college named Vandana and that’s it. So she was hinting that she was willing for friends with benefits type of friendship. So after dinner, I asked her for a walk by the lakeside nearby.

I just glanced back to see almost 75% of the people had already left and it was still 11 pm. We were enjoying the cool breeze and of course her beauty. After a while, she was trying to hold hands and I saw this wonderful opportunity. Soon we were walking hand-in-hand.

I applied pressure over her palm and scratched her with my nail while there was a flirty talk or joke. She was definitely enjoying. Soon we reached a spot. It was kind of far from all the people. We went behind a tree. Behind that was something like a rock. Not a single light or anything.

We were eager to explore and both of us were giggling naughtily. Soon she made the first move, held my hand and kept over her waist. Soon we were kissing like mad dogs. Her mouth smelt and tasted fresh. I was feeling her fleshy jelly ass and she was caressing my back.

Soon the kiss got deeper and we were exchanging saliva. Now wrestling with her tongue. Both of us knew perfect French kissing so we kissed for a long time while exploring each other’s flesh. She was rotating her hand near my crotch. Soon I unzipped and released my 8-inch circumcised monster struggling for long.

She was moving her expert fingers perfectly. We were still kissing and not able to stop the pleasure flowing. Trust me, once both of you know kissing well and have the experience you can lose track of time in that. I was caressing her smooth back in the black backless one piece.

And her boobs which were braless as I guessed. I could see her getting hornier. One press of her boobs would match her pressing on my cock. “Fuck me now Sarfaraz.” I heard her as she hiked her dress a bit up. Smart thinking in such a place to avoid any mess.

I slid down her silk red panty before going down there and doing my work with the tongue. I believe sex is incomplete if you don’t suck a woman’s pussy. Soon she was leaking from all corners. Now was the time to enter. Soon she bent a bit on a rock in the doggy style and I was behind her.

I kept my circumcised 8-inch smooth devil at her shaven cunt. She guided me in. Soon we were moving in and out. I bent her as much as possible to gain maximum access to her deepest places. Soon she was moving like a bitch. We fucked for a good 20 minutes or so. Speeding slowing and again speeding.

I enjoyed pressing her naked boobs by passing my hand from underneath. Both of us were making noises of satisfaction without hesitation.

“Ah, Sarfaraz, Baby, Fuck me,” She was screeching and I was panting.
“Ah, take it Pooja, my bitch. Take it. Fuck you.”

Nobody would hear us surely. Soon I reached my peak of pleasure and close to orgasm. She too had another one. I took out my cock and sprayed all my love juice on her meaty thighs and on the ground. I wiped my cock and her pussy clean with her panty. Soon she wore it.

It was past midnight now almost everyone had left. We too bid goodbye with a secret quick kiss.

So girls and guys hope you liked my story. Do tell me your comments, suggestions or ideas. Genuine females who want some secret safe fun can mail me. My id is [email protected]. Love you all.

I was thirty-years-old then, life was boring, nothing was interesting going on in my life. One lucky day, after my kids went to school. I was all alone. I sat on my husband’s computer and randomly using my social media.

I must have clicked something by mistake, it took me to a website where so many videos of people having sex and so many weird kinds of stuff. Later I got to know that it was called porn. Porn videos were my new companions and started to think about it all the time.

I got into porn so faithfully, I watched all the videos from all categories. I have never done most of the things I have seen. I did blowjobs but never had tasted cum. There were so many things cum on face, cum swap, anal, swinging, you get the idea.

Watching those only not enough for me, I want to do them too. My husband was a prude and I wasn’t sure if he would approve this, So, I kept this as a secret. I was addicted to porn, I used to watch it like any other videos but by the passage of the time. I started to imagine myself as the girl in those videos.

It was fine but after some time, I wanted to do them in real life. I was afraid of my husband and my conservative community, so I buried all those feelings in my heart. My husband was not very strict and not very controlling type either. It was always my choice.

I have two daughters, Sadia and Maham who were then, 14 and 12 respectfully. Faisal’s two sisters were living with their husbands in different cities. Faisal got a good job with a good salary, so we moved to one of the big Indian cities Goa. A beautiful beach city with so many tourists, a lot of parties, pubs, and casinos.

We were living in a beach facing villa with all the luxuries. Still, there was a void in my life, It was sex. I was having a good sexual relationship but it wasn’t enough. I wanted more, I wanted to do more depraved shits.

Goa is full of prostitutes. I used to look at them with disgust. But then when I saw, I fantasize about the weird sex they were having.

I had bottled up all this feeling. I started commenting on porn videos which I found fascinating. It sure caught the attention of various fellow audiences and the response was overwhelming.

Like a stupid, I have posted my email address to one of my comments. Within an hour, I have got more than 100 emails and I like this new attention. Some of the messages were filthy, some were wonderful. I had a good conversion with many strangers.

For some reason, most of the messages I received were from Hindu guys. They were filthy and I liked it. I was horny all the time. I started dressing more elegantly moving away from my usual conservative clothing. Either Faisal didn’t notice this or simply he didn’t care. Anyway, I was free to wear, what I like.

Faisal’s new job made him travel a lot. One weekend, I was alone and he was on a business trip. I left with my kids with the neighbors. I was strolling on the beach and saw a lot of women in bikinis, almost all of them are western tourists. It was not so common to see bikini-clad women in a country like India, but Goa is different.

I wanted to try myself in a bikini, but I was afraid. I swallowed my fear and prudishness, walked into one of the shops and there were varieties of bikini, I chose the string type bikini but I wasn’t ready yet. Something else caught my mind. It was called ‘Skirtkini.’

Providing a good amount of coverage, this has a bikini top and a skater skirt as the bottom. I bought this and jumped into the dressing room and changed into my new lovely skirtkini.

I was a real head-turner. I was the only exotic beauty in the sea of white people at the shore of the Arabian sea. A lot of guys began hitting on me, it was wonderful. That was the first time for me to go to the beach and I wasn’t prepared.

I just walked with my dress and purse. I walked for a long time and sat on the shade on the sand.

“Forgot your towel, sweetheart?”

Voice came out of nowhere and I turned and found a white Caucasian guy, cute blonde hair and dreamy green eyes. They were no match for Indian men.

“Yeah, It’s my first time and I planned poorly,” I said.

“Oh, I am Jason. Where are you from?”

“Nice to meet you, Jason, I am Saba,” I said, “I am from here.”

He laughed and it was very awkward. After he learned that I was local, his face turned and he thought I was a prostitute. He gulped and asked hesitantly, “So… are you?”

I was mad and offended, “Choose your next words wisely Mr. Jason,”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you,” he apologized.

“I am not a cheap whore. I live there,” I showed him my beach faced villa.

There was silence and then we started talking. He was here with his friends for a vacation. He invited me for a drink and moved to the nearby cafe and he offered me a drink. I tasted alcohol for the first time. We talked a lot and got closer and we were joined by his friends Andy and John.

I invited them home and they gladly accepted. My kids were unexpectedly returned and there was a blank stare among us. I took the kids to their room and locked it. The moment was awkward and I served them some tea and we were talking. I was sitting between Jason and Andy.

Andy was 19, the same age as Jason. He was Irish much ‘whiter’ than Jason, with brown hair and gloomy green eyes. John was a little older and was recently divorced. He was around 35, a well-built specimen and used to be in the Army.  John was well-build, tattoos and scars and it made him the sexist among three.

Jason who was sitting on my left came close to me, our faces were closer to each other. I was dissolved in his beautiful blue eyes and kissed his lips. He came closer again and started kissing me. He locked my upper lips with his lower lips.

Our tongue started dancing and our lips stuck to each other and he started sucking my tongue. After a very serious saliva transaction, I moved my attention towards Andy. I kissed Andy’s tender lips and sucked his tongue and kissed him and I felt his dick getting harder.

I stand and moved towards John. He placed his hands on my hips and lift me up like he is lifting a pillow and made me sit on him. I locked his body with my hands and we started kissing. While I was busy buried my face inside his mouth, he slowly untied my bra and throw away.

It was the first time, I am exposing my boobs to strangers and certainly before three men at the same time. Andy grabbed my boobs and started to suck my boobs and squeezing my other boob with his hands. Jason started to kiss me madly and repaid the favor.

While my boobs were busy with Andy, my mouth was serving Jason. John pulled my skirt panty down, I was standing naked and he started licking my pussy. He bit my pussy lips and pulled it to the sides and he started licking my pussy and push his sharp tongue inside my pussy.

They laid me on the couch in my living room. Jason grabbed my boobs and started squeezing, he started licked my aureola and nipples and slowly locked my nipples with his teeth and started pulling.up. I let out a small moan. Andy moved over to my head and released his white snake from his pants.

It landed on my face. His balls were resting on my head and his dickhead kissing my lips and I returned the favor. It tasted better and started licking his head. John was still busy with my pussy and he tongue-fucked me and started sucking my clit.

I was on my knees and three hard dicks were staring back at me. I started with John first to show my gratitude. I started jerking his dick and took his uncircumcised dick in my mouth and slowly sucking. He increased the pace and I took it as a personal challenge to take it to my deep throat.

I had never sucked my husband like that. But I sucked a stranger and it made me aroused a lot. John deposited a big load into my throat. It was the first time, I was cummed inside my mouth. I didn’t like the taste but I didn’t want to disappoint them. Like in porn movies, I pretended like enjoying it.

After John, Jason and Andy followed his lead and made their deposit promptly. They laid me on the floor, Jason spat in my pussy and started to penetrate. As my pussy was greased with my love lubricant and John’s charity, It was smooth and his whole dick was inside.

John invaded the region which was untapped, no thanks to my husband’s small dick. It was the moment of realization for me the things I have been missing. He fucked me hard and I was having great pleasure. He was close to climax and I asked him to pull-out, he respected my concern.

He sprayed his cum all over my body. Andy pulled me up and made me stay in the doggy position. He entered my worn-out pussy and Jason started fucking my mouth. We were in perfect synchronization when Jason pushed his dick in my mouth I would go back and Andy insert his dick, I would go front.

It was like a dance and enjoyed it much. They kept changing their position, till I had sucked and fucked all three dick. They wanted to go for anal, but I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to try everything on the first day itself.

They cummed in my body so many times. But they finish by dumping the full load on my face and mouth. It was strange, I did start to love the taste of cum. They bid adieu and left.

I woke up the next morning tired after having fucked three guys. My kids were already awake and I prepared breakfast.

I opened an account on Instagram and uploaded some selfies. I took some of my pics in nightdress and uploaded it too, so many likes. I wore a sexy saree and all my midriff and navel were visible and the blouse was low cut and cleavage couldn’t be missed by any eyes.

I got to the store and lots of men were looking at me, it was a nice feeling. I got some sexy dresses for myself. I reached home and tried the new dresses. I took off my dresses and got naked. I felt liberated. I took some selfies in my new short and transparent nightdress and uploaded it on my Instagram.

In no time, I have received a lot of responses. So many comments, a lot of meeting requests and even marriage proposals. I started reading the comments.

First comment, “Wow, so hot,” commented user aser456.

“I want to lick your navel Saba,” commented noname6969.

“Why are you wearing that one damn button?” commented oldmike.

“I want to see inside your panty,” commented iyeruncut.

“I want you in my bed,” commented vijayhero.

“If I am there, I would fuck all your holes,” commented bigblackdik.

“I hope I will give you a baby,” commented pusyfker.

“Nice lips Saba, I want it wrapped around my dick,” commented badteacher.

There were so many comments, reading them made me horny. It continued for days. I have managed to take many pictures in different outfits and gained so many devoted followers. There were so many meet up requests. I ignored all of them.

My husband Faisal returned after a business trip and he noticed the changes in my dress. He asked me why I was looking like a whore? I told him firmly that I love it and I would not stop this. He agreed. He couldn’t take his eyes off me.

First, he didn’t approve the dress but after sometimes I saw him with a boner whenever I was around him. I asked him to go to the beach, he agreed. We went to the beach and told him that I want to change it to my bikini. He thought about it for some time but finally, he agreed.

I went to the bathroom and changed into my bikini. It was sexy and small. Faisal was shocked to see me like this. I was scared that he might not like this but he liked it. I could see his hard-on.  He liked to see his hot conservative wife like this.

He hugged and kissed me and we sat in a nice place and admiring the beauty of the ocean.

“Hey Faisal,” the voice came from behind us. We turned and a couple of Faisal’s friends from work was there.

Faisal was nervous and ashamed of this situation. He reluctantly introduced them to me as Ankit and Rocky. They are the same age as my husband. Ankit was dark and fat but Rocky was fit and athletic.

They were also shocked to see me like that when Faisal introduced me as his wife.

“Nice to meet you,” Ankit offered his hand.

“Pleasure is mine. I am Saba,” I shook his hand.

“You look so beautiful,” said Rocky.

“Thanks”

“So, you come often?” asked Ankit.

“Mostly I come alone. You know Faisal, he is always busy,” I said.

“You are right. But I don’t understand why he doesn’t he take some rest and spend time with a beautiful wife like this,” asked Rocky.

We all laughed.  We all sat and talked for some time. Ankit and Rocky raped me with their eyes. I liked it very much. They started talking and I took my phone and took a couple of selfies and uploaded them to my Instagram.

“Guys, can we take a group pic,” I asked and they agreed.

Faisal was surprisingly happy about my behavior and he was proud of their friend’s jealousy. I stood in the center. Ankit and Rocky on my sides. Ankit reluctantly wrapped his hands around my waist and fingers on my navel. Rocky had his hands on my shoulder and Faisal took the pic.

I uploaded the picture on my Instagram page with the title ‘fun at the beach today with my husband and his friends’.

It was time for them to leave. I offered a friendly hug to both of them. My boobs were crushed with their bodies and their hands groped my bareback.

“You have changed a lot,” Faisal said.

“You don’t like it?”

“No, I love it,” he answered.

He hugged me and kissed me.

“Let’s go home, I want to fuck your brains out,” he said.

“Give me a minute, I will go to the bathroom and change the dress”

“No, come like this. You are beautiful,” he said.

I couldn’t believe my husband. He might want this too but he was too reluctant to ask that. We walked to our home.

“Let’s do it here,” I pointed the couch.

I reached to fridge and handed him his beer.

“Where did you get this?” he asked in surprise.

“I just wanted to try and I liked it.”

“I drink too when I away with friends. I thought you won’t like it,” he said.

“Yes, I won’t like it, if you do it without me” I winked, “you can invite your friends here and drink,”

“Ok. Agreed.”

I chugged half of mine on the spot. I placed the bottle on the floor away from them and kneeled down between his legs. I couldn’t wait, undid his shorts. I pulled them and the boxers down as he stepped out of them. I was licking his shaft before he even sat back down.

I rubbed my face against it as he watched it grow to full hardness. I licked all the way back up. Just when he thought I was going to suck him in, I licked back down again. I knew how to take care of him so he simply sat back and relaxed. I licked and sucked on his balls as I  jerked him, all he did was groan in response.

Licking my way back up, I went slower as to tease him more. He knew that meant, I was about to get to it. Sliding my hand up to his sac, I circled the base with my thumb and forefinger. I smiled up at him before I circled the head with my tongue, going right down onto his length.

He watched as every time I went back down, my tongue darted out ahead of my mouth licking anywhere I could reach.

“Fuck, I needed this,” He told me. I had been giving him welcome home head for years now, sucking it just the way he loves. I reached out to grab his flaccid cock again, running my fingers up and down it. He smiled approvingly at me as I leaned forward.

I grabbed his cock, aiming it back at my mouth, and sucking it in. He watched as I pulled him in, forcing my face down to push him deeper as I easily got him hard again. I actually liked giving Faisal head as I was getting better at this. I went hands-free, sucking him as hard and fast as I could.

He let out one loud moaning sigh as he started to cum. I had to back off him a bit at every spurt, his cum filling my mouth so quickly that I had to open my lips around him to let it out. While he always wished I would swallow, there was something so sexy about watching it spill out of my mouth and drip down his shaft.

I kept at it for half a minute after he finished. Pulling off him, I grabbed my beer, took a swig and swished it around in my mouth. After however long, He was as hard and wet as he could be. I gave him one final lick before standing.

“I want you to fuck me as I’ve never been fucked,” I urged him, untying my bikini bottoms and dropping them to the floor. He wasted no time dropping to his knees, devouring my little strawberry pussy like a starved man.

Faisal could not hold back a prideful grin at how I screamed when he sucked on my clit for the first time. I pushed back into his face, hinting for him to tongue fuck me, he did. I giggled and squealed whenever his tongue traveled up, circling my ass.

He eased the tip against my pussy until it popped in causing me to take in a deep breath. Freezing, he waited for the go-ahead to venture deeper. When I nodded, he pushed all but one inch of his length into my opening in one long, slow stroke.

After a couple of minutes of getting used to him, I commanded, “Faster.” He complied, gripping my backside and finally starting to fuck me as I wanted. A continuous string of obscenities flew out of my mouth.

He tried to hold in his laughter at the fact that I hadn’t said so much as ‘damn’ or ‘hell’ the entire time we are married. The way I backed into his groin, trying to give as good as I got, rallied him on. At the sight of my creamy pussy making a mess on his cock, he knew the first round wouldn’t last much longer for him.

Faisal was fucking her as hard as he could and he needed to know what to do. “Where do you want me to cum?” he asked.

“Anywhere,” I huffed out, ready for a third and much bigger orgasm of my own.

Faisal could feel the way I tensed up, gripping him tighter somehow. He picked up the pace, the tiny bit he had left, desperately trying to make me cum so he could too. I was moaning then, completely lost in pleasure.

He adjusted his angle in some way that caused the fat head of his dick to continuously bump into the most perfect spot inside me. I felt as if I exploded into a thousand pieces as my orgasm rippled through my entire body.

He didn’t make me wait, pulling out, he said, “Yes!” blasting his cum all over my face and lips. It was a surprising feeling but definitely not an unpleasant one for me. I felt so naughty feeling him drip down my thighs, hoping he wasn’t finished with me for the night.

When Faisal finished sharing his load with me, he ran to get a towel and clean me off. I stopped him as I liked the cum on my face and rolled over onto the couch, feigning exhaustion. Faisal said he was tired and went to his bedroom to sleep.

Hello readers, this is Rahul and it has been a while since I last visited ISS. Thanks for the overwhelming support for my first story. If you haven’t read it yet, please go read it.

In continuation to my first story, it’s been 5 months since then and whenever my sister visits home, I used to find a chance and fuck her.

After 5 months, my brother-in-law shifted to Canada and so was my sister. What the hell!!!!

All the fun I had was gone and I was feeling lonely. I tried to get busy with work but unfortunately, I couldn’t remove the thought of having fun again with my sister.

Three months got over and on one fine night when I returned home, my mom was very happy. I couldn’t understand the reason and did not care to ask. Then my mom said finally she got a house maid. I was least interested.

I usually go to the office early and didn’t get a chance to see the new maid (actually I wasn’t interested because I knew mom would select an old lady as a maid as she did many times. lol).

On Saturday morning at 11 am, I was chilling at home watching TV and then the power went down. I was laying on the couch and suddenly, I saw a reflection on the TV. It was my sister!!! Hell yeah, I was thrilled and then I started looking out for her in the house.

When I went to the kitchen, I saw her. I went and hugged her from behind. I started putting my hands around her waist and was pushing my jockey against her ass. Suddenly, to my surprise, my mom yelled at me!

Mom: Kya kar rahe ho?!

I was shocked and turned back.

Mom: Ye kaamwaali ke saath kya kar rahe ho?

I was shocked again! I turned and looked at whom I thought was my sister but turned out to be the new maid!!

Now the maid started saying, “Baba mujhe piche se pakad liya..”

Me: Arey sorry, mujhe laga meri didi hai. Mom, mujhe laga didi aayi hai aur main gale milne laga.

Mom: Accha, tume din mein bhi sapne aane lage kya, jao yaha se.

I was shocked at this and silently went to the hall and sat on the couch. My heart was pounding and I calmed myself down and started to think that how come mom has got a young maid.

I started to rewind the incident and was aroused by the feeling I touched the maid’s ass and waist. I was really happy and from then, I started to sneak on the new maid.

Let me describe the new housemaid. Her name was Shalini, married, fair, 3 kids and in her early 30’s. She had 36-34-36.

Since that day, I never missed an opportunity to sneak on Shalini while at home. She used to come at 10.30 am and left the house by 5.30 like half-day at my home taking care of the house and mom.

I started to go late to the office from then like 11.30. I used to get 1 hour daily to watch her. She was damn sexy and I used to masturbate thinking about her. I got over my sister and now my focus was on the maid.

On weekends, I used to cancel my plans to talk to her, watch her, etc. I slowly started talking to her on weekends and apologized for the incident. She too didn’t mind. Then I started to do gymming in the hall semi-naked infront of her. She used to help me with support while working out at the house.

I also convinced her to do some exercises to be fit and she agreed. She also used to exercise with me on weekends at home.

I used to stare at her voluptuous boobs and ass. I used to get an erection all the time and it was clearly visible in the track pants. The maid used to watch it and pretend as she didn’t see it. I used to help her with stretches and she used to give low moans while stretching.

Whenever I got a chance, I used to touch her boobs and ass and sometimes grab it gently.

One fine day, I couldn’t resist her and at 4 pm, I asked her to come to the terrace room for exercise. My mom was asleep then. We both started exercising. She was exercising in a saree with her pallu tucked on her waist. It was coming off every time and she was adjusting it. Her cleavage was an awesome sight to see.

The housemaid’s pallu came off again and her blouse was visible with cleavage. She was about to correct it again but I went to her and stopped her from correcting and asked her to do butterflies exercise.

She started doing it and I was standing in front of her. I was staring at the servant’s big boobs. We then finished exercising and were all sweaty. She was correcting her pallu. I went to her and gently pushed her to the wall and started touching her boobs. She didn’t resist and gave me a naughty smile.

Maid: Kya kar rahe ho. (in a naughty way)
Me: Kuch nahi, bas tumari khoobsoorati ko feel kar raha hu.
Maid: Accha, itne din se nahi dikhi kya?

I started pressing Shalini’s boobs and caressing her neck. I started kissing her lips and neck. She gave out low moans and didn’t resist at all. I then removed her blouse, she was wearing no bra. Her fair milky boobs were amazing. I started to suck them and at the same time, she was caressing my cock with her hand.

I undressed her completely. She was wearing a black panty. She was standing naked with her big white milky boobs and a hairy pussy, what a sight man!

I bent down and started to slowly pull her pussy hair. A moan escaped from her. I then started fingering her clit and pussy. She liked it. Then I went ahead and started to lick her pussy.

Maid: Kya kar rahe ho?
Me: Tumari choot choos raha hu. Mazaa aa raha hai kya?

Maid : Bahut aaraha hai, mere mard ne kabhi nahi kiya aisa. Tum ruko mat.

Ahhhh, ohhhh, choos rahul choos meri choot ko. She was excited and started moaning loudly.

Her legs started to shiver and she couldn’t stand for long enough and get laid on the floor. I licked the maid’s pussy clit. She was oozing with juices. Soon she had her orgasm and her cum was over my face. It tasted very good. She was blown away with the licking.

I stood up and got naked. She looked at my cock and said, “Tumara lund toh bada hai.”

Me: Tumare mard se bhi bada hai kya?

Maid: Nai, mere mard ki tarah lekin gora aur mota hai tumara.

Shalini grabbed my cock and started to caress with her hands. She then put the tip of my lund on her tongue and slowly licked it. She then took some part of my lund in her mouth and sucked it. She was an expert in giving blowjob. I couldn’t believe that my maid is giving me a blowjob.

I started to mouthfuck her hardly. I was very excited by the sight of my cock in her mouth. Then I came in her mouth and she drank all my juice and licked clean my cock.

After that, we both laid down and were cuddling each other for some time.

I got hard again soon. She said that my mom will wake up and we should go. She started to get up but I pulled her and made her lie on the floor. Then I held her thighs and placed my rock hard on the pussy entrance.

She gave a very naughty smile and said, “Aur chahiye kya.” I said, “haaa.”

She then held my cock and caressed it. I started to rub over her pussy with my cock.

I held her hand and then inserted my penis inside her pussy. She gave out a loud moan. Within a few strokes, I was completely inside the maid and was fucking her hard. She was moaning loudly, “Aaahh Rahul…” and making all kinds of sounds.

Me: Mazaa aa raha hai kya?
Maid (moans): Ahhhh..Chod mujhe, kabse tumare saath sex karna chahti hu.. Aaaahhhh, tera lund bahut mota hai..Oohhhhh..”

Me: Shalini, kaisa hai mera lund teri choot mein?
Maid: Bahut accha hai, chod mujhe zor zor se.

Me: Main aur zor se chodne laga aur shalini ke boobs to choosne laga.
Maid: Ahhhh..mmmm..ohhhh..

I fucked the maid in missionary for 10 minutes with slow to hard strokes. Then I stopped and then we changed our position. This time, we sat on a chair and she was fucking on my lap. I was sucking her boobs madly while she jumped up and down on my lap. I held her very tightly and fucked hard.

We then changed positions and this time, she was riding me while I was lying on floor.

Maid: Ahhhhhh, mera mard mujhe upar baitne nahi deta. Hamesha wohi chodta hai, bahhut mazaa araha hai…Aahhhh uhhhh..

I started to spank the maid’s butts and she was enjoying in pain. She bent and held my hair tightly while riding my cock. We kissed and I sucked her boobs.

My mom was sleeping downstairs and we were fucking like crazy here. We fucked all over the room at different places.

After a great fucking session, I was about to cum.

Me: Shalini, mere nikal raha hai.
Maid: Mere andar mat daal.

Me: Toh kaha daalu.
Maid: Mere boobs par daal.

I shot a load of cum on Shalini’s sweet boobs and we both rested on the floor cuddling each other.

We were there lying on the floor for some time. I was still not satisfied. After 15 minutes, I again placed my erect cock on her pussy. She was surprised to see and said, “Abhi nahi maaji jag jayengi.”

I didn’t care and inserted my cock again in her pussy and started to fuck her. We fucked again for 20 minutes and then I shot the load again. Then we got up and cleaned ourselves and went down. My mom had just woke up.

From that day, I used to fuck my maid in every corner of the house without mom being aware. We enjoyed sex very much. Shalini was also a sex craving woman. Till date she works in our home and I fuck her whenever we get into the mood.

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