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Hi, Friends. Thanks for all your reply aur comment. Mujhe ye jankar bohut khushi hui ki aap logo ko meri ye story itni achhi lagi. Please ek request hai, don’t ask for my number. Main kisi se number share nahi karti aur na hi interested hun in meeting or sex with the reader.

Main Nafeesa hu. Main 25 saal ki hu. Mera figure 34-28-34 hai. Main fair hu aur slim bhi. Koi bhi ladka agar ek baar dekh le to tabhi hi uska lund khada ho jayega. Mujhe ladko ko tease kare mein bohut maza aata hai. Main bisexual hu mujhe ladke aur ladkiyo dono ke sath maza aata hai.

Jaise ki aapni meri pichli story mein padha, kaise mere dost Rohit aur maine uske farm house mein jaakar jamakar chudai ki. Agar apne meri pichli story nahi padhi hai to usko yaha padh le.

Jaise ki aapko pata hai tab meri umar 19 ki thi aur fig 32-26-32 tha. Aur maine pehli chudai bhi kar li thi Rohit ke sath. Waise Rohit akela rehata tha Mumbai mein. uski puri family UP mein rehti thi. Yaha par woh study ke liye rehta tha aur uska khud ka flat bhi tha.

Fir to hamari almost roz hi chudai hoti thi. Roz hum college bunk karke kabhi uske ghar pe jaate aur chudai karte. Kabhi porn dekhte dekhte chudai karte. Jaisa ki maine pahle hi bataya hum dono ko logon ko tease karne mein bohut maza aata hai.

To kabhi hum theater mein jaate aur jaise hi movie start hoti hum smooch karte. Mera top nikal dete jaan bhuj kar thoda aawaz karte taki baju wale mujhe dekhe aur mere boobs ko bhi. Wahi main uska lund nikal ke chusti. Kabhi kabhi disco mein main janbuj kar jyada drunk hone ki acting karti.

Rohit ke dusre doston ke body ko touch karti, kabhi ass pe kabhi lund pe kapdo ke uper. Aur kabhi kabhi koi peeche pad jaata to toilet mein le jaake smooch karti boobs dabvati. Uska lund bhi suck karti. Par chudi sirf Rohit se hi hu. Aise hi poora ek saal nikal gaya. Ab 20 ki ho chuki thi. Aur puri chuddakad bhi.

Ye baat hai ek Sunday ki, jab main apne room mein baithi hui thi chair pe. Maine shorts aur t-shirt pehna hua tha. Panty pehni hui thi lekin bra nahi pehni thi. Waise bhi ghar mein mujhe bra pehnna nahi pasand. Shorts bhi bohut choti thi. Meri puri thighs dikh rahi thi.

Aur mobile mein Rohit ke sath chat kar rahi thi, apni agli chudai mein kya different karna hai. Tabhi achanak peeche se kisine mere boobs pakad liye main aur dhire dhire maslane laga. Main shock ho gayi ke mere ghar mein aisa kon kar sakta hai par maza bhi aa raha tha.

Kyuki Rohit se chudai ki planning karte karte chut gili ho gayi thi meri. Tabhi peeche mood ke dekha to ye to mera cousin Salman hai. Main shock ho gayi ye aise kyu behave kar raha hai. Maine uske haath hataye aur 1 jor se thappad mara uske gaal pe.

Salman mere chacha ka ladka hai, mere college mein hi padta hai par mujhse ek class aage hai. Uski age 21 saal hai, aur dikhne mein bhi thik thak hi hai.
Main: Ye tum kya kar rahe ho Salman, abba ko bolu kya tere.
Salman :- Chup saali, aisa kya kar diya maine.

Main :- Tum yaha pe mujhe kaise touch kar rahe ho?
Salman:- Natak kya kar rahi hai, kutiya. Mujhe sab malum hai tere bare mein
Main :- (thoda dar ke) Kya bol rahe ho tum?

Salman:- Kyu tu tere class ke kisi ladke se nahi chudti? Sab pata hai mujhe pura din tu college se kaha gayab rehti hai.
Aisa bol ke fir se mere boobs dabane laga aur nipple bhi dabane laga. Maine bra nahi pehni hu thi isliye nipple clearly dikh rahe the.

Main :- To meri marji main kisike sath kuch bhi karu. Tum kon hote ho bolne wale?

Woh abhi bhi mere nipple ke sath khel raha that shirt ke uper se. Par ab meri himmat nahi ho rahi thi uska haath hatane ki. Kyuki agar woh sabko bata dega to problem ho jayegi.

Salman:- Teri marzi ha? Ruk teri ammi abba ko batata hu fir pata chalega tera college hi band ho jayega. Idhar ghar walo ke maze nahi ho rahe hai aur tujhe bahar walo ko maze dene hai.

Main :- Please ammi abbu ko mat batna, please main request karti hu. Ruko ghar walo ke maze matlab?

Abhi Salman confident ho gaya tha kyuki usko meri dukhti rat mil gayi thi. Woh zor se dabane laga tha. Aur meri body ko uper se niche tak ghurne laga tha. Ab main bhi garam hone lag thi, chut to gili hi thi meri.

Salman:- Matlab mujhe bhi chodna hai tujhe. Itni mast hai maal ho gayi hai tu Nafeesa, kya hamara huq nahi banta tujhe chodne ka? Dekh main clearly bolta hu tujhe. Jisse chudwana hai chudwa, main kisi ko nahi bolunga bas mere lund ko bhi ye chut chahiye.

Aise bolte hi usne mera hath pakad ke apne pet ke uper rakh diya. Main uska lund feel kar sakti thi. Ah mast bada lund tha compared to Rohit. Ek baar to man kiya wahi nikal ke chus lu. Par ye mera ghar tha koi bhi aa sakta tha.
Main:- Ye kya kar rahe ho Salman, koi aa jayega. (maine apna aur uska haath hata diya) Main tumhare sath kaise kar sakti hu tum to mere cousin ho.

Salman :- Ye natak chod. Mujhe pata hai tu kitni badi randi hai. Aur ye cousin wasin kuch nahi hota. Tu hot randi hai, mere paas lund hai bas itna yaad rakh. Main abhi ja raha hu. sham tak bata dena nahi to main ghar pe sabko bata dunga.

Aur woh chala jaata hai. Main bohut hi darr jaati hu, agar mom dad ko bol dega to college band Rohit se milna band, chudai band, teasing band. Main kya karugi. Tabhi Rohit ka phone aata hai.

Rohit :- Kya hua meri chuddakad randi reply kyu nahi de rahi ho, ungle chut mein hai kya?
Main:- Nahi aisa baat nahi hai.
Rohit:- Achha sach sach bata chut gili hai ki nahi abhi teri?

Main:- (sach mein jab Salman ke lund pe hath rakh ke meri chut to gili ho hi gayi thi. Par ab Rohit ko kaise bolu Salman ke baare mein) Ha gili to hai.
Rohit :- To aaja mere ghar pe pura mast arrangement kiya hai tere liye surpise hai.

Main :- (ye sunte hi main Salman le baare mein bhul gayi) To ruk aati hu, agar satisfy nahi hui to dekh lena.
Rohit:- Mast sexy ban ke ana, abhi phone rakhta hu. Mujhe bhi taiyari karni hai tujhe chodne ki.

Rohit se baat karte hi jaise main Salman ke baare mein bhul hi gayi. Jhat taiyaar ho gayi. pper white top (without bra) jisme pura navel dikh raha tha mera. Aur denim shorts jo ki itna chota tha ke sirf gand hi cover kar raha tha. Aur ander black panty.

Jab aaine mein dekha to mood ban gaya. Wah mere gore gore thighs aur navel kya mast dikh rahe the. Jaldi se bahar gayi, aur niche jaake cab pakad ke Rohit ke ghar chali gayi. Main jab bhi society se bahar jaati hu sab uncle mujhe hi ghurte hai. Mujhe bohut maza aata hai logo ko tease karne mein.

Taxi mein bhi baar baar driver mujhe mirror se dekh raha tha. Mujhe bohut accha lag raha tha. Jaise hi waha pahoche main ek baar t-shirt uper karke drive ko boobs ke darshan kara diye. Woh dekhta hi reh gaya. Fir main uske ghar pahoch gayi.

Jaise hi Rohit ne door open kiya hamesha ki tarah kas ke gale lagke smooch karne lag gaya. Uska haath meri nangi kamar par sehla raha tha. Aise hi hum ander aaye aur usne door close kar diya. Ghar ke ander abhi bhi hum smooch kar rahe to kas ke gale il hue the. Mere boobs uske chest se press ho rahe the.

Mujhe Rohit ke baare mein yahi accha lagta hai. Usko pata hai mujhe kya pasand hai. Soft romantic sex with foreplay smooching. Teasing other, aur woh wahi karta hai. Fir smooch karte karte kamar se ek haath uper lete mere back pe aur ek hath niche mere gand pe. Aur dabane laga. Fir smooch rok ke bola.

Rohit:- Aaj bhi bina bra ke aayi ho?
Main :- Ha bas tumhare liye
Rohit :- Chup saali randi, accha bata kitno ko tease kiya tune?

Main :- Ek tu hi jaanta hai mujhe, soceity mein kuch uncle aur raste mein taxu driver ko.
Rohit :- Mujhe pata hi tha saali randi tu bohut horny hai, chal drink aur cigarete laya hu.

Fir hum dono uske bed pe baith jaate hai aur drink aur smooching karte hai. Aur porn chalu karte hai uske TV pe.
Rohit :- Bol aaj kon sa dekhegi?
Main :- Koi bhi mast laga de.

Fir woh start kar deta hai
Main:- Kaisi lag rahi hu main?
Rohit :- Ekdum meri randi jaisi, aaja mere godi mein baith ja.

Fir dhire se woh piche se mere t-shirt mein haath daalta hai aur boobs dabane lagta hai. Main to pagal si ho jaati hu. Ek to drink ka nasha uper se porn aur haath on my boobs. Fir dhire dhire mera t-shirt nikal deta hai aur smooch karne lagta hai.

Ab main sirf shorts mein hu. Main uth ke uska t-shirt aur pant aur underwear sab nikal ke usko bed pe sula ke uska chusne lagti hu. Jaise hi uska mu mein leti Salman ka lund yaad aa jaata hai, kyuki woh to isse thoda bada hai.
Rohit:- Kya hua kya soch rahi hai?

Fir main hosh mein aa jaati hu, aur uska lund apne muh mein le ke hilane lagi. Tabhi Rohit bola ruk jaao abhi surpise baaki hai.  Woh mujhe bed leta ke mere nipple suck karne laga. Rohit itne ache se lick karta hai ki pucho hi mat. Main to puri madhosh hi ho gayi.

Fir dhire dhire woh niche jaane laga aur mere navel pe apni bhigi jeebh ghumane laga. Pura navel bheega diya. Haaye fir mere shorts ka button khola aur panty ke sath hi utar diya. Fir mere thighs ko lick karne laga, woh feeling mast thi. I was like, “Rohit chod de mujhe ab.”

Rohit ne bola abhi nahi. Aur mere pure pairo ko lick kiya dhire dhire. Uske lick karne se main puri bheeg chuki thi. Tabhi achanak woh uth gaya aur jaane laga.
Main:- Kaha ja rahe ho, chodna nahi hai, main to pagal hoti ja rahi hu.

Rohit:- Ruko jara intejaar kar, eyes band kar aur aise hi leti reh main aaya 2 minute mein.
Main:- Thik hai jaldi aa meri chut intejaar kar rahi hai.

Aur main aakhe bandh karke surprise ka wait karne lagi. Control karna bohut mushkil ho raha tha. Itne ache se Rohit ne puri body lick ki meri aur abhi nangi soyi hu bed pe. Tabhi uske aane ki aawaj aayi to main excite ho gayi par aakhe bandh thi meri. Tabhi mere nipple pe kuch thanda lagne laga.

Maine aakhe kholi to dekha, dono nipple pe chocolate ice cream rakh di hai aur ab woh dheere dheere chatne wala hai. Table pe pura ice cream ka box pada hai. Ab control karna mushkil ho gaya tha. Jis tarah se woh lick kar raha tha ek baar to main tabhi jhad gayi.

Main moan kar rahi thi. Par woh mujhe aur tadpa raha tha. Ab dono boobs ke beech mein ice rakh aur navel pe bhi. Aue fir se chatne laga haaye. Meri chut to jaise rukne ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi pani nikalta hi jaa raha tha. Ab usne mere chut pe rakhi aur apni jeebh ander daal daal ke chat raha tha.

Usme hi 2nd baar jhad gayi. Aur woh chut ka paani aur ice miexed chat raha tha chut se. fir baari thi mere thighs ki. Ab ice cream waha rakhi aaur chatte chate dono haati se mere boobs dabane laga. Bohut enjoy ho raha tha. Ab mere puri body pe chocolate chocolate ho gayi thi.

Ab usne thode ice cream apne lavde par lagai aur ghusa diya mere chut mein aur zor zor se chodne laga. Ice cream mere lips pe bhi rakhi aur sath mein smooch bhi kar rahe the. Aur dono haatho se mere dono boobs masal raha tha. Lagbhag 15 minute tak aise hi chodte chodte bola ab mera niklane wala hai.

Maine bola mera bhi 3rd time ho gaya aur usne mere boobs pe aur navel pe apna paani chod diya. Hum dono puri tarah se thak chuke the. Meri puri body pe choco icecream aur uska cum tha.

Main:- Aaj to maza aa gaya Rohit par ek kaam baaki hai.
Rohit:- Kon sa ?
Main :- tu bhul gaya, ab ye chatega kon. Jab tak tujhe tere cum nahi chatwau mujhe maza nahi aata hai.

Fir Rohit ne meri puri body lick ki jo ki ice cream aur uske cum tha. Fir hum dono nange hi so gaye bed pe. Karib aadhe gante baad uthe.

Rohit:- Ab bata prob kya hai.
Main:- Kuch nahi aisa kyu puch raha hai?

Rohit :- kuch to hua hai nahi to tu beech sex mein mera muh mein lete hue kya soch rahi thi. Aisa pahle kabhi nahi hua kit u bich sex mein ruk gayi ho.
Fir maine puri baat Rohit ko bata di.

Rohit :- Accha to Salman tujhe black mail kar raha hai.
Main:- Ha.
Rohit:- Waise maine dekha hai Salman ko. Ache se chodega tujhe. Aur baat ghar ki ghar mein.

Main:- Rohit chup baith aur bata kya karu
Rohit:- Sach sach bata, agar Salman ke sath tujhe karna pade to koi prob hai tujhe.

Main :- Nahi ek baar kar bhi lu to thoda variety bhi ho jayega. Par main aaj tak tere siva kisi aur se chudi nahi hu.
Rohit:- Accha tune uske lund pe haath rakha than a, kaisa tha bata?

Main :- Sach sach bolu, mast tha, shayad tujhse bada tha.
Rohit: – To thik hai karde ha usko maza karegi tu.
Main :- Are you sure?
Rohit :- Pakka.

Maine tabhi Salman ko phone kiya aur bola main ready hu. Salman bohut khush hua aur bola, “Kya karna hai main baad mein batata hu.”

So dosto aage kya hua main aapko apne agale part mein batati hu. Maine aur Salman ne kaise ki chudai aur kya kya hua waha par ye main aapko apne agle part mein bataugi. Aapko meri ye story kaisi lagi [email protected].

This is the first chapter of the ‘Pramila bhabhi’ series.

“Good Morning! Kinara Shehr!” shouted a woman enthusiastically at the top of her voice.

“Hello, my name is Shanayaa. It’s a bright clear day, free of clouds. 7 O’clock in the clock and so the working class must be getting ready to go for work. The kids to their schools while the most important people, the housewives, getting their lazy children and husbands ready for their daily routine.”

“…Today I want to talk about new beginnings. Though we all have to follow a routine not all of us enjoy it. Some desperately want to start something new. But they don’t because either they are lazy or because they fear the change or they blame their luck for the change not happening naturally.”

“…To them I say, it’s never too late for a fresh start, the change can bring a good moment or bad. But one thing is for sure that you will gain experience. So while I give you the best of luck for ‘The New Beginning’ for those who are planning to do try, I wish you all ‘Have a good day’.”

This was being said by a sweet-voiced woman on the radio all around the Pune city where the radio sets were turned ON early in the morning. One of the places where the radio set was ON, was in a small kitchen where a woman in a sari was cooking.

A quick tadka in a utensil with oil on gas while she slapped chapati on the pan adjacent to the utensil. She was preparing food perhaps not like a pro but she definitely knew what she was doing.

All the heat from the gas and the fact that the fan was switched off to avoid extinguishing the flame of the gas stove was making her sweat a lot. Still, she continued to cook dedicatedly like any other good housewife.

How do I know she was a housewife? you ask,

Because at that moment she was wearing a mangalsutra around her neck. That’s an ornament made of black beads and gold, which women wear proudly to tell the world that they are ‘happily married’. Only the string of gold-black beads was visible then while the main centerpiece was tucked behind her pallu, perhaps stuck in her cleavage.

Further, she was dressed in a sari of light brown color, with a darker shade blouse. The color of the sari was like that of a coffee with a lot of milk in it, which was almost the same shade as the woman’s skin. The sari was old hinted by the loose stitchings at various places.

The torn places retrofitted with brown patches apparently of a different shade. The blouse was tight hinting that it was something she had been wearing since she was younger. Her dress was soaked with sweat at places where it was a tight fit around her skin.

She had long dark-brown almost black hair which was tied at the moment to avoid interrupting her in her job she was doing at the moment. She didn’t have fair skin but she was a beauty none the less with smooth spotless skin and a curvy figure 36-28-36.

Though she was dressed in rags due to her apparent poor financial state, she kept her body well maintained. Going in further detail will lead to arousal so let’s get back on topic. She was cooking.

While cooking she was swaying on the tunes of the song being played on the radio. She was doing a routine, so though she was performing the task without any mistake, she was lost in thought.

“Pramila! Pramila! Where’s my…” asked a man’s voice.

Pramila Naik is the name of the woman cooking. She was married to a guy who was calling her at that moment. That guy is called Rajesh Naik who walked in wrapped around in a towel. He had black short hair, a thick mustache, and no beard.

His skin tone was darker than Pramila. He had a skinny physic result of eating food that is enough to keep him alive.

“Pramila, where are my clothes, you didn’t keep them ready?” he asked in a raised but pleasant voice. He then placed his hand on her shoulder when she suddenly shook as if snapped out of deep thought.

“What were you thinking?” he asked. “Where are my clothes?”

“In the bedroom,” she replied.

“No, they aren’t. I checked,” he insisted.

“On the bed,” she added.

“No, I… Oh! On the bed you say,” he said suddenly breaking into a smile. “Sorry,” he said kissing on the left edge of her lips, just a touch for a fraction of a second and he walked away.

She gave a mischievous disgusted look as she waved him to leave. But as she wiped the wetness off her lips, she thought for a moment about the way her husband responded.

“It’s been months since he last kissed me. But today, how coincidental it is that I have the desire of getting physical, growing in me. He senses it and touches my lips. He truly is my soul-mate,” she said smiling and then getting back to work. Suddenly with this simple act, Pramila’s day had got brighter.

Soon she started to make plans of having a romantic evening once her husband returns from work.

“His favorite food… flowers… candles. Oh! candles!” she suddenly remembered as her husband walked in, to pick his lunch-box.

“You have to pay the electricity bill which is due today. Don’t miss it,” she said while handing over the lunch-box.

“Okay,” said Rajesh walking away though he had no intention of paying it as he was in a hurry. “I don’t have time to spare, for anything!” he said to himself checking the bill kept in the hall table along with the money. I’ll tell the neighbor’s son Vijay to do it. He will…” he thought, placing the bill back on the table.

“I’m leaving!” shouted Rajesh.

“Remember… The Bill…” replied Pramila.

“Fine… Bye,” he said and left.

Once outside, he left the door unlocked for Vijay and then quickly giving a message next-door to Vijay’s father, Rajesh walked away. This kid, full name Vijay Markha lived with his parents in the neighboring apartment of the Naik couple.

He was an adult, 21 then and was going to a commerce college. Though he wasn’t much into studies and so spent most of the time home or roaming around with friends. This is why his parents or other neighboring elders used to give him petty jobs which used to complete obediently.

“Good Morning. Is Vijay home?” asked Rajesh to Vijay’s father who was sitting outside his apartment in a chair reading newspaper.

“No. He went out early in the morning,” replied Ramesh, Vijay’s father.

“College?” inquired Rajesh, “I had an electricity bit to be paid.”

“College! Haha… Do you really think he goes to college?” Ramesh chucked cursing his son in his mind, “Don’t worry, once he returns, I’ll send him to pay you bill.”

Rajesh smiled and thanked him and left. Meanwhile, Ramesh started thinking, “Where did my son go early in the morning?”

The couple lived in a small 1BHK flat in a chawl filled with a lot of people in tight pack flats of the same size. Rajesh was on his way to his office. Meanwhile, Pramila was done with her cooking, had secured the kitchen and was now going for a bath.

One thing to understand is that in this Nyari chawl, every flat doesn’t have a separate bathroom. There’s a common dedicated place behind the building where an arrangement is made for common toilets and bathrooms. Ten slots for each. Out of these, 5 of each are for women and others for men.

Though some men were shameless enough to walk wearing just a towel to and from the bathroom, no woman could do that. Rather they chose not to.

So when Pramila decided to go for a bath, she went into the bedroom to change out of her sari into a decent one-piece nighty. Pramila was still high on romantic thoughts. She walked to the bedroom dancing to the tunes played on the radio which she carried with her to the bedroom.

Once she was inside, she slid close the bedroom door which was just a thick maroon curtain that separated the bedroom from the hall. Since there was no door when they rented the place, they couldn’t afford to put a door then. Also since only the two were staying in the place, there was no need for privacy for the bedroom.

The arrangement of the bedroom was simple, a double bed in the middle, two metallic cupboards on the side filled with all their stuff. One of the cupboards had a full-length mirror for a woman to check out her entire body. On the other side was a window which she closed before performing the task she was going to.

The radio was still ON, the songs were still being played and Pramila was in a mood for a strip show performance in front of a mirror. To further encourage her the RJ played one of her favorite songs… Drums.

“Thudden-thud! thudden-thud! Thud! thud!
Thudden-thud! thudden-thud! Thud! thud!
Thudden-thud! thudden-thud! Thud! thud!
Thud!”

A fast tune to which Pramila was shaking her hip energetically to the rhythm. Then mischievously she kept the loose end of her sari in the cupboard and closed the door.

“Aaja… aaja, tu mere paas aaja,” (Come… come close to me!)

So acknowledging the tune when she moved away from the cupboard the sari was in tension. So moving further away it gave her the feeling that someone was pulling her sari, forcing her to strip.

“Darvaaze band karke… kundiyaa lagaja..” (Close the doors… lock them…)

And all the sari was off, out of the way as she was wearing just her tight blouse and the under-skirt. That was when the central piece of her mangalsutra was visible. It was made of gold. Cylindrical but flat bulge with a slightly pointy tip pointing down.

The curved surface of the cylinder had two triangles with pinholes through which the beads string passed. That necklace in that position kind of appeared as if a rocket stuck between two mountains.

Still moving her hips she moved her hand all over her body starting from her feet lifting the long skirt slight up till her knees… on her hip. Finger tickle around her belly. Then squeezing her boobs together… then feeling her neck… finally her face.

“Apne khidkiyaa kholke… Mujhko tu dikhajaa…” (open your windows… show them to me…)

She then unhooked the blouse from the front taking it off and throwing away. Showing off her bra-less bare breasts.

“Jannat ki woh raahe… Chhune de mujhe, aajaa…” (the road to heaven… let me touch, come.)

Finally untying the naada (thread) holding the under-skirt, she dropped it to the floor revealing her completely naked body.

“Tujhe godi me bithaake… Uchhal-kood karvaadu …” (making you sit on my lap… make you bounce…)

Then opening the cupboard door she looked for that dress she used to wear to go for a bath. Leaning in to search for the dress on the lower shelf she kept on moving her hip. Showing off her bum and a sweet hairless pussy that lay between her legs to anyone who might be peeking through the broken glass of the window.

Fortunately, there wasn’t any as they lived on the second floor of the chawl. But,

Thangg! Thadangg! Thangg! Thud!

The song was still ongoing but that sound didn’t come from it. It sounded more like something fell in the hall. Pramila heard that distinctively and so with a shock she stood straight out of the cupboard.

A shiver of fear went down her spine as she picked the first thing her hand could find. She walked to the bedroom entrance to see what fell. With every step she took towards the closed curtain a thousand possibilities flooded her mind and the more she thought, the more she got scared.

But then waving those thoughts away she pulled the curtain to the side in one swift move.

“Whaaa!” she screamed in fear, but in her mind, as she saw a fair, skinny but well-built body, college-going kid fallen on the floor with a metallic vase that fell on his side. Quickly she tried to cover herself with one thing her hand could fetch from the cupboard, a handkerchief!

Clearly, that wasn’t enough so she pulled the curtain to cover her body. “Wha…? Vijay! What are you doing here?” she said while stammering with fear.

As if Vijay’s presence wasn’t enough, his condition scared her even more. At that moment Vijay had fallen on his bare ass. His pants along with underwear were down to her feet while having an erection wrapped around his right hand and trying to get up with his left.

A while ago Pramila was dancing, naked, fearlessly, with the bedroom fan running at full speed. She didn’t feel cold as the moment was heated up by the background song. But now she stood still in from of a boy apparently masturbating looking at her naked body decorated with just her mangalsutra.

She felt chills around her bare lady-parts as if the temperature had suddenly fallen to zero.

“Shu! Go away!” she said.

Waving him off as she turned to put on some clothes. Once sufficiently covered she walked back out to see if Vijay was gone. To her surprise, Vijay was still there, but now comfortably sitting on the couch with his pants still off.

“What are you still doing here? Go! Now!” she said in a rude tone but in a soft voice so as to avoid the conversation going out.

“I… I… I can’t… I…” he stammered while trying to pull up his pants while still seated. Though it was justified for Pramila to act rudely, she was inconsiderate or unaware of the fact that Vijay fell hard on the floor on his bare ass. She would have realized it had she seen his white butt cheeks turned red hot.

“Why? Why did you come here in the first place? How did you come inside?” she inquired trying to not look at his erect penis.

“It was Rajesh bhaiyya. He told me to pay the electricity bill. I just came to collect it. He had kept the door unlocked for me,” he said.

Hearing this Pramila cursed herself for being silly enough to not check the main door prior to doing her strip dance. She was lost but got back in an instant, “Vijay. Listen,” she said softly, “I am willing to forget whatever happened if you quietly leave now.”

“Okay. But wait…” Vijay was simply trying to buy time to cool off his painful butt and so was lengthening the conversation. “I fell pretty hard on the floor. Please try to understand,” he said while touching his butt with his finger. A sudden change in his facial muscles indicating sharp pain amused her.

Pramila giggled as she walked closer to him. “You deserve it!” she said mischievously. “Please, put on your pants and leave,” she said pointing at the door.

Usually when you get caught in doing something worth censoring the society considers wrong and all the heat of the moment is lost. This happens normally but didn’t happen in Vijay’s case as his dick was still rock hard. Though Pramila thought that she was handling the situation by talking to him, she actually wasn’t.

At that moment the outfit she was wearing was a short petticoat made out of thin white fabric. This plus her sweaty body had made the dress see-through. So if naked dance show wasn’t enough, continuously staring at a bare body up close ensured Vijay stayed aroused.

“Please, go!” she repeated, but considering his pain and looking at his innocent face calmed her down. Instead of forcing him out she turned and walked away to the bedroom, giving him time to leave.

This was the instant when Vijay decide to stroke himself to cum quickly while staring at her round butt that wasn’t completely covered by her short petticoat. But then suddenly,

“No,” she said turning around. Vijay stopped the action quickly. “I’m sorry. You need to leave now.”

Being exhausted from his excuses, Vijay pulled up his pants over his erection and walked to the door.

“No, it can’t end like this. I’ve come so far. I’ve fantasized about fucking her. Now that it is finally happening. I can’t give up. I need to…” he thought. Then as he held the main door, instead of leaving, he locked it.

Pramila who was relieved to see him leave took a deep breath after shutting her eyes. But then hearing the sound of the latch opened her eyes wider than before.

“What are you doing?” she shouted in the beginning but then lowered her voice.

“I can’t leave like this,” he said looking straight into her eyes.

“Like what?” she asked.

“Like this,” he said hinting her to look down.

“What do you mean?” she was confused.

“Like this!” he repeated but this time while pulling down his pant’s zip. Instantly the erect penis fell out in and stood there in front of Pramila’s eyes.

“Sorry, bhabhi. I can’t leave with an erection in my pants,” he said walking towards her. “You are my fantasy woman who comes in my night-fall. Since the day I first met you, I’ve wondered how you would look without those clothes on you. Now, that I have seen you naked, I have to cum, at least once, as a tribute to your beauty.” He said while approaching Pramila like a creep.

Pramila took a few steps back while crossing her hands on her chest in defense. He suddenly picked up the handkerchief that fell from her hand and sniffed it.

“I tried talking to you as a distraction from the mental image of your naked body. Hoped it would soften my dick, but it didn’t work. You kept me aroused, even now I can see you sweet boobies through this almost transparent petticoat.”

Hearing this she instantly lowered one of her hands to cover her pussy which she just then realized that it was partially exposed. Meanwhile, Vijay continued.

“All I ask you is this, let me stay until I stroke myself to climax. Once I’m done, I’ll leave,” he said. He didn’t expect an answer as her silence said everything. Then sitting back on the couch he started stroking the dick with his right hand. Pramila, seeing him get down to action, simply turned to head her bedroom.

“Please stay. If you want it to be over quickly,” he said.

Listening to him Pramila stood still, frozen, showing off her back to Vijay. Though she agreed to stay she was conscious now. She was aware of the fact that her petticoat didn’t cover her ass properly and so she tried to cover it by pulling down her petticoat. It didn’t work. Instead, Vijay grunted,

“It’s not enough. Could you lift up your dress to flash me your smooth round bum.” He used a polite term for ass to ensure she would do as he asked. She held the dress at the edge but didn’t lift it until. “I’ve seen your beauty already, it’s pointless to hide now,” he explained.

“The curtains to the heaven rose,” his words, as instantly Vijay started to moan while stroking his dick or actually pretending to. Vijay could literally feel his dick pulsating and he knew his body was close to climax, but his mind was hungry for more.

He was trying so hard not to cum while enjoying the view of Pramila bhabhi’s bare ass. Instead, he started filming it discreetly with his camera phone placed in the shirt’s pocket. It was conveniently short for the camera to see.

He spent five minutes staring at her butt making funny sounds, struggling to hold the cum inside. Meanwhile, Pramila stood still with her eyes shut, chanting a prayer in her mind to end this situation as soon as possible.

Pramila was curious to know what Vijay was doing but had no intention of turning around to see. “How much longer? Are you done?” she asked.

“It’s not working,” he said. “I have a proposal.”

Pramila turned to hear what he had to say, again trying hard not to look at his erect penis. “What?” she asked.

“Simply watching isn’t enough. I need to feel your body if you want me to cum sooner.”

“No! that’s not…” she retaliated instantly. “Not going to happen.”

“Or you stroke me off,” he said staring into her eyes. Pramila instantly looked away as she felt like he was raping her with his eyes.

“No, I…” she hesitated, “Neither,” she said while having a discussion in her mind as which would be a better option. Pramila was taking time to think meanwhile Vijay’s dick head was slipping into the foreskin, which in a way was in his favor.

“Okay,” she said extending her right hand as she walked close to Vijay. Clearly, she had chosen the latter, to stroke him to climax. She was taking baby steps towards him and her right hand was shivering with her fingers wide apart in a weird pose.

Once close she tried to play blind to get her hand on his dick. She went on knees such that his dick was at her chest level while still looking away. As she struggled with grabbing his thing, he held her hand and with a sudden shock, she turned to look at this monster in front of her face.

Now her eyes were fixed on his rod and she didn’t even blink. She found it slightly cute to see a pink dick head surrounded by a brown cover, like a pig in a blanket.

“Do it!” he said and with a shock she grabbed is dick tight around the head and pulled the skin behind quickly. “Fuck!” he shouted as suddenly white cum ejected from his dick and fell allover Pramila’s face which slowly dripped on her chest.

Pramila wasn’t a virgin. She had sex a couple of times before marriage with her ex. Also, in the early days after marriage, their sex life was fairly active until it dried out when they moved to the chawl a month ago. But never before had she got the taste male semen on her face.

As her mouth was slightly open, she involuntarily swallowed some of the thick white soup. After a minute both frozen at the moment, Pramila got up and walked to the kitchen to wash her face. Meanwhile, Vijay got dressed and was about to leave.

But Pramila was super-horny to leave him. He took him to the bedroom, pushing him on the bed, they then had sex. The End.

Well, Vijay wished, This is how it should have ended. But it didn’t. Pramila grasping Vijay’s penis for mere 5-10 seconds was all the action Vijay got that day from her. Partly satisfied, partly disappointed Vijay walked away with the bill and the money.

All her plans for a romantic evening were lost in this event. She spent the rest of the day in bed with her mind full of that horrifying memory and guilt of not saying anything to her husband.

It was the first time Pramila cheated on her husband, partially, since they didn’t go all the way. Pramila was too obedient to boldly go for sex in the very beginning. But this event had set some wheels into motion. How long was she going to resist this burning temptation in her loins?

END

People lie so much, makeup stories of something that never happened. The story Vijay told I in ‘Pramila Bhabhi Fuckfan Club – Paying The Bills’ was far from the truth. This is what actually happened. If you don’t know what I am talking about, do read the story with the above title.

There are a lot more stories of Pramila bhabhi to tell. Tell me how you felt reading the story. My email id is [email protected] Thank you.

Hello, avid readers of ISS, this is my debut in presenting an erotic incident in the form of a story on such a wonderful erotic story-sharing platform. I have not revealed my identity, as I am an introvert. Having said that, I will describe the fascinating experience that I had a few days ago though.

I am a 37-year-old married man. Lately, I was struggling to derive pleasure from sexual intercourse with my wife. No matter how enthusiastically I pounced on her, I would lose my erection very soon.

There were instances where my penis would shrink as soon as it made contact with my wife’s vagina. She contained her frustration within and reacted naturally.

One day when I was at work, my wife sent me a message saying that she would like to spend the weekend at her parents’ house, just herself.

The weekend arrived, it was a Saturday morning, and I was all alone on the bed in my house. I was thinking about ways to improve my sexual performance and to make intercourse as exciting as it was in the early days after the marriage.

I remembered my friend who had a similar problem in the past. He eventually resorted to committing adultery and ended up losing his wife and wealth. I also remembered the friend who had given the idea of committing adultery to my friend. He too later on in his life filed for a divorce with his second wife. I quickly changed my line of thinking.

After careful contemplation, I chose the old school method of stimulating oneself. I was certain that in time of crisis such as mine, watching pornographic videos and reading erotic stories would restore my abilities. It would also prevent me (and my dick) from pulling a scared turtle every time it made contact with my wife’s vagina.

I sat on my computer chair naked. Except in my pelvic region, I felt the blood circulating speedily in the rest of the body parts because of the sheer excitement.

I began watching a few pornographic videos and simultaneously rolled my fingers on my flaccid dick. At that point, my scrotum was stimulated and it enveloped my testicles holding them firmly.

After some time, I began to read erotic stories. I had come across a fresh story that was posted recently. It was based on a cheating wife and it had gathered many readers’ attention.

When I finished reading that story, I felt that my dick was mildly responding to the stimulation. I continued to read erotic stories based on a cheating wife, wife’s affair, adulterous wife.

While reading sex stories, I noticed that there was an advertisement displaying the title ‘DSC Live Sex Chat’, which was appearing now and then.

I moved the mouse cursor to close the internet advert and ended up opening the website. I discovered that the website was known as Delhi Sex Chat and it offers live video sex chat sessions with the help of its numerous open-minded webcam models.

Watching pornographic videos is one thing, but interacting with a webcam model who creates a sensual atmosphere is a completely different league.

My eyes had locked their focus on a webcam model named Kiara (age 28), from Lucknow. I looked at her pictures and sample videos in her profile that only proved my decision to have a sex chat session to be correct.

I initiated the live sex chat session with webcam model Kiara after purchasing credits using my credit card detail. Kiara appeared on my computer screen sitting cross-legged on a cushion placed on the floor and wearing a silk white nightgown. She was not wearing a bra and the two points of her nipples were visible.

Kiara: Hey honey, how are you? You seem to have started enjoying the session already. Or did it suddenly get too hot in there? (giggles).

I loved how Kiara approached the conversation with her seductive and soothing voice. She was arousing my excitement with her stimulating hand movements while adjusting her nightgown and lifting the cups of her shapely breasts in her palm.

I explained Kiara about my situation and the condition; I was in at that time. She thought of a way that would rekindle my sexual mojo.

Kiara: Relax and enjoy the session, honey. From now on, whenever you will strip down your underpants in front of your wife, you will be hung like a horse (winks).

Kiara explained to me the scenario that she would be bringing up during the session. I was told to speak in just the way I did with my wife. The session required me to imagine Kiara as my wife.

She brought a wooden chair that she kept in the frame of the webcam and placed a small cardboard box besides the chair. She sat on the chair and signalled me that she was ready.

Myself: Darling, I want to ask you a question and I expect you to give me an honest answer.

Kiara: Go ahead honey; ask. Do you want to know where I was during the weekend? Is this what you want to know?

Myself: Exactly! When I called at your parents’ house, your mother told me that you had gone to stay at your friend’s house to cook food for her husband. Can you tell me what is the matter darling?

Kiara: I did go to my parents’ house, but then I received a call from my friend. She had to go out urgently, so she requested me to stay at her house. It was only a matter of two days, so I stayed. Her husband is such a wonderful person. He was so helping.

Myself: Oh, I thought you had gone to help him. What did he help you with?

Kiara: There is something better for a husband not to know (breathes in as though remembering something and touches her chest).

Myself: Look darling, I am already having a problem with my erection. Please don’t give me unnecessary anxiety. Tell me what happened.

Kiara: I spoke with my friend’s husband in the evening about your problem. I was worried and needed someone to comfort me. He understood my condition, so he came and sat next to me; resting his arm on my shoulder. He looked me in the eye all the while we were chatting. His other hand was on my thigh and I was able to sense his affection when he was caressing it.

My heart started to beat faster when Kiara began to narrate that incident. My dick had begun to respond to her sensual narration by becoming firm. She had kept her hand on her thigh and was caressing it in the same way that she had narrated. She folded her legs on top of another, as she continued narrating the mesmerising scenario.

Kiara: After a while, the atmosphere began to heat up, as I could hear both of us breathing heavily. While talking to me, he was moving his hand higher and towards the inner region of my thigh. He was moving his hand on my inner thigh area and was trying to reach for my vagina. I saw a bulge on his trouser near the pelvis region and that was when I quickly got up and went inside the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Kiara’s narration was working wonders on my dick. For the first time after so many weeks, I was able to feel the length and girth of my dick. I didn’t even have to stroke my dick to maintain the erection.

Her narration and narrating voice were enough to stimulate me. Besides, there was also a concern that I might have stroked my dick in excitement just halfway through the session and would have spoiled the fun. I focused on the further narration of the scenario.

Kiara: After preparing dinner, I went to take a shower and came out wearing the nightgown that I am wearing right now. I didn’t realise that I was at my friend’s house, but because I was feeling a bit relaxed I stayed in this nightgown. I wasn’t wearing a bra and I was with a stranger, so to compensate I wore a pink thong. I told my friend’s husband that dinner was ready and he helped me with putting the dishes on the table.

Myself: Unbelievable that you actually wore this nightgown in front of a strange man. That man must have had the strongest erection after seeing you like this. What happened during dinner?

Kiara: I was arranging the plates on the dining table when he came from behind bringing food from the kitchen. While I was bending forward to arrange the plates, the strap of this nightgown from my left shoulder dropped. Before I could react, he quickly held the strap and pulled it back to its place. I am sure that he must have peeked at my breast. I felt his breath on my shoulder.

Kiara: We had dinner, then he helped me in taking the plates, and utensils back in the kitchen. I was struggling to reach the top shelf, so he helped me by picking the soft paper roll. While doing so, he had pressed himself against my backside and I felt his erect cock on my ass. He moved his cock up and down rubbing it on my ass crack. I finally succumbed to his seductive approach, when he kissed me at the side of my neck.

Kiara: He knew that I had fallen for his bold moves when I did not resist him putting his hands inside my nightgown and pressing my ass cheeks. I raised my hands and held his head allowing him to have me in whichever way he wanted. He pressed his cock tightly against my ass, pressed my breast with his arm and moved his other hand inside my thong. He began to rub my clean shaved wet pussy. Oh, honey!

At that moment, Kiara began to rub her vagina using a vibrator that she took out from the small cardboard box. She had started to moan in pleasure and kept calling my name in a seductive tone. I was stroking my dick and had felt its real length and thickness after a long time.

Kiara’s plan had brought out the turtle out from its shell. She was inserting the vibrator inside her vagina and was sucking her boobs one by one.

Kiara: I reached out for his erect cock inside the trousers and began to stroke it. He was intensely sliding his two fingers in and out of my pussy. He then moved his other hand on my ass and shoved his middle finger inside my asshole. I was screaming his name in pleasure so loudly that he had to thrust his lips inside my mouth to shut me up. That was the most exciting French kiss I had had after so many years.

Myself: Next… What did he do next? Tell me honey… (Breathing heavily and stroking my dick aggressively).

Kiara: He turned me towards him and lifted me up by holding my ass cheeks. He squeezed and stretched my ass cheeks with such intensity that I embraced him tightly and began licking the inside of his mouth. He then began to spread my pussy lips and shoved his fingers inside my pussy. After some time, he held me by lifting my thighs and was ready for the penetration. I held his long and thick cock in my hand and guided it inside my pussy.

Kiara took out a thick and long dildo from the small cardboard box and placed it on the chair. She then turned around and stood on the chair in a squatting position.

She moved the string of the thong, inserted the tip of the dildo inside her moist vagina, and sat on it by applying moderate force. Gradually increasing the speed of the up and down movement, she finally started to bounce on the dildo. I was at the highest level of excitement while stroking my dick.

Kiara: He began to bounce me on his cock and kept squeezing my ass cheeks. I felt his hot cock penetrating deep inside my pussy and…

While Kiara was continuing with the over-stimulating narration, I could no longer contain the juice inside my testicles. As I continued stroking my dick aggressively, a few strokes later, a sharp projectile of cum from my dick struck the floor followed by a small quantity of the same thick fluid oozing out with a gentle force.

Kiara heard the noise filled with excitement that I made during my climax and turned around facing the webcam.

We spoke for a few for minutes and before the session was over, I thanked Kiara for bringing me back in form. She told me that she would always be ready to help me, in case I needed her in the future. I too left a generous tip and exchanged a flying kiss before the session expired.

I then called my wife and told her to come home right away. She came home in the afternoon with a confused expression on her face. I lifted her and took her in the bedroom. All I can remember is that both my wife and I suffered from a back spasm when we got up the next day.

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This chapter is all about introduction to characters. You can skip this chapter and continue with the story. But I suggest you not do so.

This story is focused on the slow development of characters and their relationship. So you may find it slow-paced at the start but trust me it gets better after some time.

Note: This is a fictional story. Every character is not real. According to American Law legal age for marriage is as follows male:19+ female:19+ but they need to have a guardian for legal purposes.

Summary: This story is about Arjun and his incest adventures.

Hello readers, a quick introduction of myself. My name is Arjun, I’m American born Indian. My father is Indian while my mother was an American citizen. Till my 14 years of age, I used to stay in America. My grandfather was a wealthy guy and a successful businessman.

He wanted his son (my father) to get his graduation and post-graduation from a foreign university. So he sent his son (my father) to America. My father there met a fall in love with an American girl (Emma and Indian name Geetha). At the age of 19, they got married due to my mother’s pregnancy.

I was born when my mom was 19 of age. Now I’m of 15 years and my mother’s age is around 33 and my fathers about 34.

My father has 3 brothers and 2 sisters he is the eldest of the family. As my grandfather being of the old era, my grandfather made their sons and daughters get married at 20-22years of age. This story revolves around my mom, cousin, and aunts.

Chapter 1: This story is about how I got to know my dad had another marriage in India and learning how my mom felt. Then satisfying her desires.

Chapter 2: After a year of sex, fun, and romance with my mother we moved to India at the request of my grandfather. Learning the situation about dad and meeting my sexy cousins and hot aunts. After staying in India for 6 months I learned a thing or two about them and desire of having sex with them.

Chapter 3: Grandfather passing away and Dad busy with business. Satisfying my aunts, cousins and my new stepmom.

Character introduction:

Naveen, Emma, and Arjun:
Arjun was born to young parents who are not settled in their life. His father (Naveen) met his mom (Emma) in university in their first year of Undergraduate course and felt love for each other. Due to a mistake, his mother got pregnant with his dad.

They were not ready for a kid and thought of getting an abortion. They visited many doctors. Most of them suggested them not doing abortion as it may cause her damage and making it difficult of having children in the future. Learning about Emma being pregnant made her father beat Naveen out of rage.

After consoling him, he cooled down and thought things through. He wants to do things legally. He registered them for marriage and also he himself signed papers as a guardian. In their second year of an undergraduate course, Arjun was born.

Having a baby at a young age took a toll on her body She stopped her education and focused on raising her son doing odd jobs. As years passed by they lived happily.

Emma:
Emma ‘The hot Milf’ that’s the name her son’s friends call her. She’s about 5 feet 6 inches in height. With jet black hair tied into a high ponytail, Her complexion is of Mexican(kind of tanned skin). The most marvelous thing about her is the body. Her sizes are as follows.

Bust size 38 in
Waist size 20 in
Hips size 33 in
Bra size 42DD.

Naveen:

As for Naveen, having married and having a son made his life hard. He worked hard and studied his course seriously in hopes of providing a good life for his wife. he continued his postgraduate course in the same university in America doing his own startup with his father’s money.

His father was not happy with him being married without their permission. They were disappointed but they couldn’t say anything. After completing his UG&PG course he started working for a company. As years passed by they lived happily.

But one day he got a call from his parents requesting his presence for important reasons. So he left Emma and Arjun for some period of time. He didn’t know that his parents arranged his marriage for political gain.

Arjun:
When Arjun reached the age of 10 his father Naveen need to leave America and go back to India on his grandfather’s order. Learning this Arjun was sad and wanted to go with him. Emma, as she can’t leave her work in this stage, decided to stay in America.

As young Arjun who can’t decide whom to stay with cried for many days and decided to stay with his mom. Due to his early portion from his father made Arjun sad and lonely. He decided to work hard and get a job in India and take his mom with him to reunite his family.

Days passed by, months followed and years. Now Arjun is going to be 19 years of age. The age where the can be called as adults.

My 19th Birthday:

Note: Emma/Geetha is the same person. When he was a kid he asked his father why his name was different than other people. He requested his father to name mom similar same to his. So his father thought of a name and called her ‘Geetha’.

Hello, my name is Arjun. This is the story of my incest adventures. I’m 19 years old and my mom is about to be 38. As in the introduction of the story, they got married at the age of 19 and I was born after 3 months. I’m a fair guy (not white) about 5-11 of height.

I’m sporty and at the same time smart guy. My weapon is of 8-inches. Most of the guys curse me calling me horsedick. And some girls always try to have a talk and flirt with me.

My mom Emma/Geetha is a very lovely lady. She’s now 38, a young age matter of fact. She’s a busty lady, maybe due to young age pregnancy her breasts were huge and her ass as well. She’s a Christian and believer of Christ to the core.

After being married and being in a married relationship with my father her religious values decreased to the point she doesn’t give a fuck about them. I was raised in the same way.

I wanted to stay in India with my dad. Since it was not possible for the time being, I started learning Hindi and my father’s main language when I was 14 years of age. Right now I’m good at talking in both languages. But I suck in writing and reading. But I was happy with what I could do.

Today’s my birthday. Now I reached the age of 19 years I was looking forward to the gifts my parents are about to give me. Or should I say what my mom is about to give me?

It’s the start of winter. It’s cold here but not to the degree of snowing, around 8 degrees. I had my heater on and covered myself with a blanket. The only thing I’m wearing is my boxers. I had a fun night. I had a sex chat with my girlfriend who called me to wish for my birthday late night(1 am).

After pleasuring myself I slept thinking about her. I have a habit of getting strong morning wood and I never used to cover it. Coz I have my own room and I usually wake up on my own early for a jog. But today’s different I was in a dream making love with my girlfriend.

“Son, it’s time to wake up,” my mom Geetha shouted from the stairs. Hearing no reply from me, she started coming up. She turned the knob of the door and entered my room. She came near me and pulled the blankets off and was stunned seeing me sleeping almost naked.

She knows about guys having morning wood but seeing her own son on the bed with a huge dick popping out of his boxers made her dazed. After staring at it for a minute, she recovered herself from it and started waking me up.

“Arjun wake up!” She tapped me on the shoulder. Seeing I was waking up she came near me kissed on my cheeks, “Happy birthday baby,” and pulled me into a hug. Having her bust pressing on my bare chest made my me hot and had my adrenaline rushing through my body at high speed.

Still, half-dazed from sleep I pulled her into a tight hug. I planted a kiss on her lips and moved towards her ear I whispered, “Lucy, I love you.”

“There’s no Lucy here, now get up and take bath and dress up.” She pushed me away and rolled her eyes for some reason. She didn’t get mad and reason for that she herself didn’t seem to know

“Your dad won’t be coming this time too. I don’t know what he is doing there in India for the last 5 years. Seriously I can’t take it anymore.” She was angry it was evident, not even coming to meet her and his son in the last 5 years made her sad.

“I know he called me yesterday saying how sorry he was. Making the same reason for not coming this time which he made last four years,” I said not looking her in the eyes. I’m disappointed but not angry. He had his reason and I really don’t mind him not being here as I got used to it.

I know how sad my mom is. She would drink wine every night to get a good sleep. Even though I’m of a young age, I’m not dumb to know what’s going on. She is being alone for 5 years with no sensual pleasures, with having no one to rely on.

I stood up from the bed and walked to my mom and hugged her again. “He’s an idiot for ignoring such a beautiful lady like you and staying away. If I was him I would have taken you with me.” I kissed her on cheeks and made walked to the bathroom.

What I didn’t notice was that the precum of my dick which was popping out of my boxers stained her dress. A visible stain was made on her dress. Seeing me walking to the bathroom, she moved close to the bed started to fold the blanket.

After tidying the room a bit she moved closer to the mirror to adjust her hair and noticed the stain of my precum. With her finger, she touched the sticky substance and smelled it. Having smelled her own son’s cum made her horny. She licked her fingers and quickly made her way towards the bathroom.

Noticing my boxers in the laundry bin she took them and rushed out of the room. By the time I left the bathroom after 10 minutes, she was already downstairs in her room having an orgasm. Her fingers were pleasuring her wet pussy and other hand holding my boxers and smelling them.

I having no knowledge of what’s she doing, dressed up and made way toward the dining. In dining, I saw my mom wearing a red sweater and shorts sitting and having breakfast. She was wearing no bra and her hard nipples are kind of visible.

“Have some breakfast and we’ll be leaving for grandfather’s house,” My mom said, “He would like to see you,” she said taking her mobile and car keys from the table and left the room.

After having breakfast we quickly left the house. We reached my grandparent’s house after driving for an hour. We spent some time with them and had lunch there. After talking to my grandparents and taking the gifts I wished them good health and left with my mom.

Then way back was more conservative. She asked me about my goals, plans for today and finally about Lucy. I told her the truth. Lucy is my hot neighborhood and my senior in high school. We have been going out for the last six months. She was surprised at first about me having a girlfriend.

But she knows it’s common as she found her loved one at the age of 18. She asked at what stage we were at. I was surprised and shocked at the same time hearing her asking this question. I was never a shy guy and told her the truth about our relationship.

“Our relationship is a different one. She has a boyfriend what I’m to her is just a guy to satisfy her. She took my virginity and for that. I have special feelings for her. Maybe she’s the only one I have this kind of relationship with or maybe she’s the only one I ever had sex.”

She listened to everything I said and truth to be told she was shocked to the core. She just replied with, “Hmmm ok I got it.” Silence followed the whole journey. We reached home and I quickly went upstairs to my room.

When I was about to enter I heard my mom shouting “We’ll go watch a movie in the evening followed by dinner. So make sure to be on time. We will be going at 6 pm.” I replied with ok and entered my room.

I opened my phone and quickly went through the messages (wishes) and some Epay from family members. I found my best friend Dinesh’s wishes along with login and password for a porn website. I smiled at this quickly opened the site logged in.

After browsing through the site for an hour or so I got bored watching them. I shifted to the forum for gaining information. There I found many different posts asking for suggestions and so on. I read through them and found a post from women

LonelyLady236: “Hello. I’m not here to hook up with random people but for suggestions. I’m married and have a son of 19 years. My husband is been away for a long time(years). I found out he’s had another marriage with someone for business purposes and now they have a 2-year-old baby.”

“Today’s my son’s birthday. I went to wake him and found his huge dick popping out of his boxers. Seeing it made me horny. But I know it’s bad so I quickly dispensed those thoughts. I know it’s bad but it’s the biggest dick I had ever seen and somehow it makes me horny. I don’t want to spoil my relationship with him for my selfish desires. Can someone suggest me what to do?”

I seriously don’t know how to react to this. I know some guys having a relationship with their aunt or cousins and sometimes with their mom/stepmom. The topic of taboo should be considered seriously. I read through their suggestions.

Most of them are from guys ask her to have sex with them and boost their skills. And some were from ladies suggesting her to find male prostitutes to satisfy herself. After some consideration, I thought of leaving a suggestion. Who would have thought that this single message would change my own life?

“I know incest is taboo and not a thing many people want to get into. Here’s what I want to say. You live your own life and no one can control it. Having a taboo relationship or not doesn’t change the fact that he’s a guy and you’re a lady.”

“Society always judges you for what you are doing. But that doesn’t mean you need to do everything to please society. By doing it you’ll be not living your own life. I have mom and I’m attracted to her sexually. But I can’t force her to do it. I want to seduce her but I don’t want to ruin our relationship.”

“She’s the only one I have in this world. If she really wants me, I’m happy to live the rest of my life with her.” Typing the message I replied to the post and closed my mobile. Checking the time it’s still around 2.30 pm. I have more than about 4 hours to get ready.

Thinking of the post and my reply, I had the idea of seducing my mom. I removed my clothes and with only boxers on I went online to watch some porn. After watching enough content to make my dick hard I left the room and rushed downstairs. Yes, I want to seduce my mom that’s what I’m up to.

If she is disgusted with me for what I’m going to do, I don’t know how to shoulder it. Now I’m downstairs looking for the possible location of where my mom would be. I reached her room and braced myself for what I am going to do. I knocked on the door, “Maa, I’m coming in.”

Without waiting for her reply I pushed the door and entered the room. There I saw her sitting on the bed with her back taking the support of the headboard. She’s in her black lace see-through nightgown. I could see her red bra through this nightgown.

She’s reading something on her laptop. When she noticed me coming in she quickly closed it. “What’s up Arjun?” She asked looking at my body.

“Maa, I don’t what else to do today. So I thought a new plan, instead of going out why don’t we enjoy ourselves at home, watching tv, having a takeout and some fun drinking wine. What do you think?” I asked her I moved near the bed and sitting beside her.

“That’s not a bad idea. But what will we do till then?” She asked me leaning her head on my shoulders.

“Why don’t we sleep for some time and wake up by 6 and continue with our plan?” I suggested as I pulled the blanket towards myself enough to cover us both.

“Ok, that’s good to” she replied with a smile.

We changed our positions as we lay on the bed I faced her direction. I looked at her and couldn’t control myself saying, “Mom you look stunning right now.” For which she just giggled.”I’m going to take a short nap, you can sleep here with me if you want to.” She replied.

She changed her position facing her back to me. I replied with an OK and closed my eyes. But dammit I’m so hard right now that it actually started to hurt. I controlled myself from doing something stupid. After some time I could hear breathing indicating she’s asleep.

I moved my body close to hers to the point where my dick can feel her ass cracks. I put my hands around her waist got close to her. Right now my dick is almost buried in her crack and my hand can almost feel her plump breasts. My body could feel her heat.

Her breathing quickened a bit but she didn’t show signs of waking up. I moved near her ears. I whispered, “I love you, mom. I want you to be my wife my everything but I know we can’t,” and I kissed her neck.

I was happy with what I did till now. I don’t want to rush things and make a mess out of the situation. So slowly I slept with my mom in my arm in a spooning position. Not soon after I slept, she woke up and looked at me from the corner of her eyes.

There were tears trickling down her cheeks.”I love you, too,” she whispered to herself.

This is the 10th part of my story. I compare a woman in the story to an actress. So think of someone when you read the story. As it is the 10th part of the story I want it spicier. It will be a long story, so please read it slowly.

In the last part, I was fucking Yashika (actress) my cousin when we were sleeping beside mom (Poonam Bajwa). She made a big moan while I was fucking her.

As you guys know mom knows my secret and she plays along with me. Mom acted like she woke up from sleep due to sound Yashika. She switched on the lights and yelled at us.

Po: What the hell is going on here?

Yashika got scared. Pushed me aside and started begging.

Yashika: Aunty don’t be angry we were just.

Po: Stop it Yashika I didn’t expect this from you. I am gonna tell this to your mom.

Yashika: No aunty please don’t tell this to my mom.

Yashika started to cry. Mom came close to her and kissed her in the lips.

Po: Don’t worry Yashika, I won’t complain to your mom.

Yashika was again shocked by mom’s action. I started to laugh loudly.

Yashika: What’s happening here?

I explained everything about me and my mom’s sex life to Yashika. Mom stripped her dress and was standing naked in front of Yashika and me.

Yashika: Wow aunty you are maintaining a good figure, you look like a 25-year-old.

Mom got excited by her words, “Thank you, dear.” She grabbed Yashika again and started kissing her in lips. Mom then lowered toward her pussy licking her. Yashika was moaning. I felt like I was left alone.

Me: Come on mom did you forget me?

Mom: No dear come to fuck me from behind.

She raised her ass and showed her pussy. I started to fuck her in the doggy style while mom was licking Yashika’s pussy. Both mom and Yashika started to moan. Mom stopped licking.

Yashika: Aunty, don’t stop please lick me more.

Po: No you have a punishment. You fucked my son without me.

Yashika: Tell me what I should do.

Po: You lick me while my son fucks you.

This night has turned into a threesome. Mom came up to Yashika’s face and showed her pussy. Yashika started lick mom and I was fucking Yashika in missionary position. Mom and Yashika were moaning in pleasure. I fucked for 15 minutes and came inside her. Mom and Yashika gave out a big moan.

My dick got limp. Yashika got exhausted and trembling in pleasure. But mom needed more. She pushed me down, grabbed the limp dick and started to lick my dick. My dick was raising again in her mouth. Mom came above me and fucked me in a cowgirl position.

Yashika got back her strength, saw us fucking. She rolled towards me and kissed me in the lips. I again came inside mom’s pussy. We three got tired and slept hugging each other. I woke up early saw Yashika and mom sleeping on both sides naked.

All woke up and had a quickie. But someone knocked on the door. We dressed up. Mom opened the door it was aunt. Aunt enquired about Yashika. Mom told her that Yash had a bad dream that’s why she is here. We all went to the hall.

Abhishek also came and said good morning to all sat beside me. Mom went to the kitchen and Yashika went to her room. My aunt was in saree. Her phone rang. She bent down in front of us to take her cellphone from the table. Her saree slipped a little showed her cleavage to me.

But one thing I noticed was that Abhishek was also watching his mom’s cleavage. She left for her room.

Abhishek: Oh wow don’t you think my mom has great boobs?

I acted like a child.

Abhishek: Yeah I forgot you don’t remember anything, you won’t understand.

Yeah, I and Abhishek have a secret past. He has an eye for his mom. He is the one who told me about incest and sex between mom and son.

Abhishek: I will give anything to fuck my mom.

Me: Abhi, do you wanna play a game.

Abhishek: No I don’t.

Me: Please please you will like it, please.

Abhishek: Ok ok don’t annoy me. I will play with you.

Me: Come with me to the terrace.

We both came to the terrace.

Abhishek: What game you wanna play?

Me: Name of the game is ‘do you wanna fuck your mom’?

Abhishek: What the fuck?

Me: I don’t have amnesia buddy I am just acting buddy.

Abhishek: What?

Me: Ok, I will explain.

I explained to him everything that happened and even about fucking his mother and sister.

Abhishek: Wow you fucked my mom.

Me: Now tell do you wanna fuck your mom.

Abhishek: Yes but how?

Me: Don’t worry I will think about it. Just do as I say ok.

Abishek: Ok, what’s the idea.

Me: Just do as I say.

After dinner aunt called me to fuck her.

Me: No I won’t.

Aunt: Come on honey I need it, please.

Me: No you left me in the middle of sex in the shower.

Aunt: Ok ok sorry I will make up to you what do you want.

Me: Ok I wanna try something mom said.

I made my aunt curious about it.

Aunt: What is it? Tell me, I will do anything.

Me: Mom always says about fucking her blindfolded.

Aunt: I like to try that too.

I blindfolded her with a black cloth and made her lie down in bed naked. I started to lick her pussy. She started to moan. I stopped in the middle.

Aunt: Why did you stop, please don’t stop.

Me: Wait.

I pinged Abhi to come to the room with my aunt’s phone. I again started to lick her. He entered the room silently. I could see He was shocked to see his mom naked and licked by his cousin. He removed his shorts and started to masturbate watching us. Aunt was moaning with pleasure.

Aunt: Jack fuck me stop teasing me, please. Fuck me with your dick.

I signaled Abhi to come. I move aside and Abhi came between her legs and inserted his dick inside her and putting it in and out slowly. She started to scream.

Aunt: Fuck me!

I moved towards her face and removed her blindfold and she saw her son fucking her. She was shocked to see her son. Okay, guys, I will continue the story in the next part. Please comment on your thoughts and new ideas.

Hi everyone, My name is Simran. This is my first time writing something on Indian sex stories. Please comment or message me and let me know what you think about the story. I hope you guys enjoy my world of fantasy.

I live in California. I’m petite, fair with thick thighs and ass. I workout so I can maintain my hourglass figure. I just got married with no kids. We went to India, Chandigarh after our marriage to meet up with family and friends.

This story starts when my husband went to see his family in Amritsar. I went out with a few friends in Chandigarh. Karan my childhood friend had recently moved from California to Chandigarh for business purposes. We all decided to meet up at a club to celebrate the reunion.

The get together included my friends Karan, Ritu, Manveer, and Kiran. I remember the DJ playing my favorite songs. I had a cute maroon dress on, with a dark red shade of lipstick. I had a thong on to avoid any panty lines from showing through the dress. Everyone was having a blast.

Soon Karan told us he was getting drinks and asked for our order. “Skinny cranberry vodka for me,” I said. He got everyone’s order and left for the bar. Karan was always so sweet. We had been friends since 1st grade in elementary school. He was extremely rich but was always humble.

He was 6 feet, fair and loved working out. He came back with our drinks. I asked him what time we should leave since he was my ride back to my hotel. “Within an hour,” he said. Without a care in the world, I started dancing with Ritu and Kiran.

I spilled the drink a little while dancing but thankfully no one saw it. Suddenly I started feeling dizzy. It felt like my body was shutting down. Ritu grabbed me before I could fall on the floor. “Karan I think Simi drank too much. I think you should take her home and we can do another party next week,” said Ritu.

I could hear and feel everything she was sayings. But I couldn’t talk back or move my body. My friends thought I had fainted. but they didn’t know I can hear them and feel them holding on to me. I never felt this way and I was getting scared. I felt trapped in my own body.

I wanted to go to the hotel room and sleep it off. I felt my friends putting me in Karan’s car and heard them telling him to drive safely. We drove off and after 20 minutes the car stopped. I couldn’t open my eyes but I could hear that there was no traffic. Karan got out of the car and opened my car door.

Instead of pulling me out of the car seat and taking me to my room, he pulled my seatback. Confused I had no clue what he was doing. He suddenly grabbed my thighs and tangled them with a rope or seat belt. My dress was rolled up and my legs were in the air now. I was both shocked and scared.

What is my childhood friend going to do to me? He took two fingers and started rubbing my clit from over my thong. My body was betraying me and I was getting wet.

“Who told you to get married, you were only supposed to be mine. Now every time I see you I’ll drug you and fuck you without you knowing what happened to you.” I was shocked. But his words were turning me on more. He didn’t know I didn’t completely faint. I was able to hear and feel him.

“Fuck these juicy thighs I can suck them all day.” He started sucking and biting my inner thighs. Why was I getting so wet! I didn’t want him to stop. He grabbed my ass and lifted it up in the air. I felt something wet on my pussy lips. It was his tongue. He started eating me out so hard and I couldn’t even moan.

He started biting my pussy lips and slurping my juice. He shoved his tongue into my pussy and started fucking me with his tongue till I cummed in his mouth. He sucked the cum out of my pussy and lightly bit my clit.

“You are going to be my sex slave and you are not even going to know it,” he said while he was laughing. “I’ll let your husband fuck you but only I know what you truly desire,” he said while he took off my dress. “Fuck, your body is so perfect,” he said as he unhooked my bra.

I was now completely naked and defenseless against him. I should be angry but I was getting horny. I wanted to know what he would do to me next. He grabbed my hair and shoved my boob in his mouth with force. He started biting my nipple while shoving all 5 fingers in my pussy and started fisting me.

I was both in pain and pleasure. He suddenly grabbed me, picked me up and took me out of the car. He laid me on what felt like a blanket. I could smell the grass and hear crickets. I think we were in his shed or backyard that’s covered by a shed. He bit my bottom lip and walked away.

Suddenly I felt like something hot was being poured on my boobs. He was melting a candle and was dropping the hot candle wax on me. It burned a bit but felt so good. I felt my pussy getting wetter from the pain and pleasure. He started putting wax on my nipples.

He peeled off the wax and started biting and sucking on my nipples again. He turned me over and put some pillows underneath me so my legs would be wide open with my ass in the air. He started eating my pussy from the back. I heard him unbuckle his belt and my heart started beating faster.

I knew he was planning on fucking me and there was no way to stop him. “I’m about to fuck your brains out with my lund, baby. I’ll make sure you can’t walk by tomorrow.” He didn’t even wait for a second or go slow. He grabbed my hips from the back and shoved his dick into my pussy.

He was so big I felt like he ripped my pussy open. “Fuck you’re so tight. Doesn’t your husband fuck you enough?” He started pounding my pussy while he grabbed on to my hips with one hand and my hair by the other. He started spanking my ass so hard that it started burning from the pain.

But it felt so good. I wanted more. Hard sex always was my fantasy. Before I could cum he suddenly stopped moving. His dick was still in my pussy but I could tell he was planning something. I felt him pour something wet and thick on my asshole. I could tell it was lubricant. I got so scared.

I’ve never had my ass get fucked by anyone. He started rubbing the lubricant around and in my asshole. After that, I felt him push something in my ass while his dick was still in my pussy. He shoved the stick deep in my ass and I wanted to scream in pain but I couldn’t.

It hurt so bad but after a minute it started to feel good. he started fucking my ass with the stick and my pussy with his dick. I couldn’t believe how good he felt I didn’t want him to stop.

“Let’s get you a bit hot,” he said laughingly. He pulled his dick out and walked towards my face. He pushed his 9-inch dick down my throat and started throat fucking me. While doing this he did something to the stick that was still in my ass. I started feeling warm things being dropped around my asshole.

I realized the stick was the candle that he placed in my ass and was now dropping wax on me. The pain kept getting me wetter. I was choking on his dick but he didn’t stop fucking my throat. I could taste my pussy juice on his dick and I wanted to eat it all up.

After a while, he pulled the candle out of my ass and shoved his dick in. My whole body was in pure pain at this point. His dick was too big for my ass but he didn’t stop. He grabbed my ass and pushed his dick deeper in. He pulled my upper body towards himself.

He started fingering my pussy while pounding my ass. I came all over his fingers and he came in my ass. He pulled his dick out and I could feel his juices flowing out of my ass. “I have something more fun planned for you baby for next time,” he said while he put my clothes on me.

He drove and dropped me off to my hotel room. The drug’s effect faded after 3 hours. I told myself that I will never tell anyone what happened. I would never let Karan know that I know what he did to me. It was never going to happen again …until it did happen again.

I hope you guys enjoyed the first part of my fantasy. Please let me know if you enjoyed it! To know what happens next stay tuned for the nest part.

Today is the most important day of my life. This was the moment I was waiting for. 13 hours ago, I got married to Anand. He is 35 years old, 8 years older than me. He is a wealthy man. He is not very fit but also not very fat either.

I look fair, with a perfect fit body, since I hit the gym regularly. I have a great pair of melons and a perfect round ass.

I don’t care whether my new husband is a virgin or not, because I am not a virgin. I lost my virginity 8 years ago. But after that, I think I’ve had sex for only like, 4-5 times. I tried my best to save myself for my husband. And now I can’t wait to get into action with him.

My friends were decorating me for the big night.

“Come on girls, it’s enough. He must be waiting for me”, I said.

“It’s better to keep him waiting than to disappoint him”, Prema said.

“Ok, now you’re ready”, Priya said. I stood up.

“Lower the saree in your hip region, I think it’s not revealing much”, Divya said. I lowered it down. “Perfect”, she said.

“Now go in and enjoy your first night”, Prema said. I took the tumbler with the milk and knocked on the door.

“The door is open”, my husband said. I opened the door and went in and locked the door. I offered him the milk and knelt down and placed my head on his feet. It is something that my mom asked me to do.

“Oh no. It’s not necessary, come sit here”, he said as he patted on the bed, taking a sip from the milk.

The room was in utter silence for some time. Then I broke the silence and asked, “Then..anything else?”

“You got anything on mind?”, he asked.

“I don’t know, you tell me”, I said.

The situation was getting more awkward. I started to think maybe we should just go to sleep and do it some other time. I got a really bad idea in my mind. But then I thought, “he’s my husband after all, what’s gonna go wrong” and kissed his lips. It was just a quick peck.

Then I turned away from him and looked at the ground due to shyness.

“Ramya, look at me”, he said. I slowly looked at him. He suddenly started kissing my lips. He lifted my saree up until my hip region. He moved aside the panty and put his cock quickly inside me. I started moaning loudly. He started grunting. Then his thrust slowly decreased. I was able to feel a hot sensation in my pussy.

My husband took out his dick and fell on the bed. “What the fuck”, I thought to myself. He couldn’t even last 10 seconds?! I looked at him to check whether he was ready for another round. But he was snoring already! I was very disappointed. I was about to cry. I couldn’t fall asleep till 2 am.

In the morning, he woke me up at 7 am.

“Get ready dear, we have to meet a very important person”. I was still trying to decide whether last night was a nightmare or was it real. Then he shook me and asked, “You all right?”

“Yeah, yeah”, I said and went to the bathroom. I was wondering who would that important person be if he’s that important, why didn’t he come to the wedding. I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Yes?”, I answered.

“I have bought a new dress, can you please wear it?”, my husband asked.

“Ok sure”, I said and opened the door and took the dress from him. It was a black semi-transparent saree. The blouse was sleeveless and backless.

“He’s going to surprise me by taking me to a resort”, I thought. So I decided to dress sexy and wore the saree in the low hip. When I came out of the bathroom, there was no one there.

I went down to the living room. His house, “our” house now, is so big. It’s located in ECR, Chennai. Then imagine how huge it will be.

My mother-in-law was in the kitchen.

“Aunty, where is Anand?” I asked her. She looked at my dress for sometime and said, “He’s waiting for you outside”, she said. I could see that she was shocked to see that I was revealing way too much of my skin.

I went outside. My hubby was waiting inside his car. Then we drove for some distance. He stopped outside a huge house. It looked like a palace. He called someone and said, “I am here, sir”.

Then the door opened. A guy came towards us and asked us to give the key to him and he will park the car. My husband obeyed and we started walking toward the house. It was fully surrounded by grass and trees here and there. And there was a pavement for walking that lead us to the house.

My husband rang the doorbell. Then the door opened automatically. I thought that whoever the guy was, he must have seen us from the camera. Suddenly, my husband held my hip with his left hand and pulled me closer to him. Then a guy whose age must be above 45 came towards us. He was a bit fair and his body was well built too.

Anand shook his hand with him, with his left hand still holding my hip.

“You must be Ramya”, he said.

“Yes”, I replied and held my right hand forward, expecting that he’d want to do a handshake with me too. But he took my hand and kissed it and said, “Pleased to meet you”. I blushed.

“She’s even more cute when she blushes, isn’t she?”, he said.

“Yes, yes”, my husband said.

“And you are…?”

“I am so sorry dear, I am your husband’s boss at work. My name is Senthil”, he said. “I couldn’t come to the wedding yesterday since I had some other important place to be, I came back today only. So I am so sorry for my absence”, he continued.

“No worries sir”, Anand said.

“That is the reason why I asked Anand to bring this beauty to my house first thing in the morning”, Senthil said as he turned towards me and spread his arms, expecting a hug.

My husband took his hand off my hip. I took this as a signal that I should hug him. Senthil came closer to me and hugged me and kissed my cheeks.

“Hmmm, your cheeks are so soft”, he said. I blushed again.

“How did you enjoy the last night dear?” he asked. Suddenly, without my knowledge, my face gave a disappointed look.

“Oh, it was that bad, uh?” he asked. Anand was embarrassed.

“If it was me, you would have been satisfied to the core”, he said. I didn’t know what to answer. “But obviously your husband won’t give me the chance. So let’s forget about it. Come in, let’s eat now”, he said and put his arm over my shoulder and guided me towards the kitchen.

I was so nervous because of the whole situation. My hands were shivering while eating. My husband’s boss noticed it.

“Oh look at that. Come on here. Come and sit on daddy’s lap. I’ll feed you”, he said. I looked at my husband, he was acting like it was totally cool.

“Come on, your husband won’t say anything”, he said. I went and sat on his lap. Suddenly, his cock got hard. It was a monster I could feel it poking my ass.

My husband’s boss held my thigh and slowly turned me towards him. He kept his left hand around my hip while his right hand was feeding me food. Slowly, he kept moving his left hand closer to my navel. It wasn’t very deep nor too flat. I was pretty sure my husband didn’t like it.

“Sir, no need to trouble yourself. I think she can eat on her own”, Anand finally spoke up.

“No. Not at all. I don’t find feeding the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen to be a trouble”, he said and tightened his grip on my hip.

He finally reached my navel and poked it with his index finger. My body jerked without my knowledge and we made eye contact, after a long time. Even though I don’t have much fat, he kept squeezing my hip for some time.

“I think I am full. Thank you for feeding me, ‘daddy’ ” I said and we both laughed.

I got up from his lap and looked at his crotch region, in a hope to get a glimpse of the monster that kept poking my ass. And yes, I could see the huge tent it made with his pants.

“Ok sir, we’ll meet another day”, Anand said. I quickly went to my husband and held his hand.

“It’s a shame that I couldn’t satisfy the beauty. I am pretty sure she wants her daddy to satisfy her”, my husband’s boss said.

Anand looked at me. I couldn’t make eye contact with him.

“I don’t mean to sound like I am paying a price. But I could give you a promotion too”, Anand said.

Anand looked at me. I didn’t know what to say. I badly wanted to have sex, but the situation now was, kinda fucked up.

After taking a huge breath, Anand asked, “Can I watch it, sir?”. I was so shocked. I suddenly let go off his hand. He felt embarrassed but he didn’t show it in his face.

“Sure, of course, you can. After all, it’s your wife”, my husband’s boss said as he approached me.

“Thank you so much for this, man,” Senthil said as he hugged me and gave my ass a tight slap.

“Let’s go upstairs to my bedroom”, he said and lifted me all the way to his bedroom. Anand followed us like an obedient dog. Senthil put me down after we reached his bedroom. He had a modern king size bed. It had a balcony with a fully transparent door that gave a beautiful view of the beach. My husband sat on a chair.

Meanwhile Senthil started feasting on my lips. We exchanged our saliva for 5 minutes. In the meantime, Senthil kept squeezing and slapping my ass. Senthil then pushed me on the bed. He removed the pin from the pallu and removed it. He was amazed to see my navel and started kissing it and was squeezing milky melons at the same time.

My husband’s boss asked me to remove my saree. I obeyed him as he removed his t-shirt and pant. We both were in our undies. He pulled down my panty. He saw my clean-shaven pink pussy and said, “Wow, you even shaved your pussy for yesterday. You must have so disappointed, weren’t you?”, he asked as he started licking my pussy.

“Yes daddy, I was so disappointed”, I said as I kept moaning. I wanted to look at the reaction on my husband’s face. Guess what the loser was doing? He was jerking off seeing his wife with another man. I decided to take full advantage of the situation. I held Senthil’s head and made him look up.

“Give me your cock daddy”, I said like an obedient sex slave. He stood up on his knees on the bed and said, “Come and get it”.

I stood on all four and crawled towards him. I could see the precum his dick has ejaculated through his underwear. I licked the sticky pre-cum first. Then I removed his underwear.

My husband’s boss’s cock was slightly brown in color and it was 9-inches long. The moment I removed his underwear, it stood up and poked my eye. I was smiling in joy.

“Do you like daddy’s tool?”, he asked as leaned forward to reach my ass and slap it.

“Yes daddy, it’s way bigger than my husband’s”, I said and kissed its head. Precum started oozing out again. I licked it and only sucked the head part for some time. Then I slowly went deep in his cock. I was so desperate to deepthroat. He understood my intention and pushed his cock fully inside me by holding my neck.

Senthil kept choking me for some time. After 10 seconds, he let go off me. Before I could catch my breath, he turned me around and without any warning, he inserted his tool in my pussy and started banging me in top gear straight away. I couldn’t stop moaning. My husband’s boss kept slapping my ass while fucking.

Then he took his cock out and made me lie down on the bed and started fucking me in missionary position. Since I kept moaning very loudly, he locked his lips with mine to stop my moaning. But I couldn’t control it. I took my lips from his and let out a huge moan again. I must have reached orgasm. It was the first time.

Then Senthil took his cock out and exploded on my face. I swallowed his cum and cleaned up his cock. Meanwhile, my cuckold husband was masturbating.

“Why don’t you give your hubby a BJ?”, Senthil asked.

I got up from the bed and knelt down in front of my husband. I took his small dick in my hand. Before I could put it in my mouth, he exploded on my face!

Senthil laughed out loud seeing that. I started laughing too.

“You look cute when you smile with cum on your face, you know that?”, my husband’s boss said.

“I’d have looked even more cute if the cum was yours”, I said.

“Come on in, let’s take a bath”, Senthil said. Without any second thoughts, I followed him to the bathroom.

To be continued.

Hello, My Dear Readers. It has been some time since I published stories from this series. Thank you for all the suggestions, and waiting patiently.

Like many of you have pointed out, I agree that the narration is a bit slow. But I feel that is also among the positives of the story. I believe it is the leisurely pace that makes the reader feel for the character, Asha, and sometimes also crave for her.

The 6th episode part too follows a similar pattern, with Asha waking up after her gangbang nightmare. This is an immediate continuation of the happenings in the earlier parts, and reading them first may make this more exciting.

Happy Reading!

It was well past 8:00 am when I woke up. I was too tired and did not even hear my alarm at 6:00 am ring. Sequences from the dream had filled my mind, and I was still not fully in my senses. I had still not fully recovered from the shock.

Though I was excited, the forced gangbang by the boys, in the hostel, had disturbed me. And regardless of the fact it was just a dream, I felt like my holes had been ravaged.

I had slept naked, and as I got myself out of my bed, I wrapped myself with a towel I picked from my wardrobe. I was too tired to put on anything else. My hair was still wet.

It was a pink colored towel, my husband, Anil, had once bought me, with the word ‘QUEEN’ printed on it. Looking myself in the mirror, and in my slutty state of mind, I could only read it as ‘WHORE’.

I still had one more day before my son, Sanjay, was home. I had not eaten anything since the last morning and decided to have a quick breakfast. I opened the fridge to be greeted by the familiar sight of frozen sausage packets. My husband, Anil, and my daughter, Shwetha, loved them.

I had never tried sausages, before, but today I just could not stop myself from grabbing a packet of it. I was going to eat it for the first time. But more than the thought of how it would taste, I was curious about the shape and size of it. They were cut in lengths of 6 inches and looked exactly like a man’s penis to me.

Taking one piece out of the packet, I enjoyed feeling the cold meat in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around it, and my corrupted mind wanted me to start sucking it. I pushed the entire length of it inside my mouth, almost gagging myself.

I feasted on it for more than 10 minutes, before I finally ate it, without even bothering to cook it. I even wanted to put the thick piece of sausages inside my pussy, but rightly said no.

However, I did not stop myself from wondering if my sons, Sanjay and Roshan, would love to eat the meat, using my yummy pussy juice as a dip. I knew they hated frozen sausages, just like me. But their mother’s hot fluids could make anything taste better.

My mind felt so corrupted, even food seemed to turn me on. I was starting to find sex in everything. Though I was never into social media, I did have a Facebook account I last accessed weeks ago. For some reason, I felt attracted to the thought of logging in to it.

The moment I opened Facebook, I realized I was flooded with friend requests, mostly from men and boys. I went through the whole list of requests I received and noticed requests from husbands and sons of my neighbors were left pending for months.

And on further inspection, I saw 4 haunting faces on the list. Kevin, Nitin, Rashid, and Amal – the boys from the hostel. The very same guys I had dreamed about getting gangbanged by.

I had seen their requests long back, but I just did not care. So, that is how I knew all their names. I had never talked to them before. But their faces and names were always there in my subconscious mind. I felt a little relieved that I had solved at-least a part of the nightmare mystery.

“But, why them? I could have dreamed about anybody defiling me. Why these 4 boys? Is it a sign? Was I being told they are secretly craving for me?” I had no idea what was the reason behind my rough wet dream nightmare, and it was bothering me. I had enjoyed it, more than just a bit, but I was unsettled.

I started going through their profiles, scrolling through pictures and their friend’s lists. And I was immediately taken aback to see Bincy and Nita as mutual friends.

Especially after everything, the boys said on what exactly they felt about Bincy, and other mature mothers, in my dream yesterday. Even Sudha was friends with the boys.

I had very few friends on Facebook, and in real too. Bincy and Nita were my neighbors, and I was close to them. All three of us loved our husbands dearly, and I felt that was the major common factor among us. And honestly, I did not expect them to be in touch with other men or even boys.

Nita was a strong woman, and very straight forward. Bincy mostly was childish. I felt they both had very similar body structures, but they just dressed differently. They both had big sagging boobs.

While Beena used tight push-up bras to give herself a solid figure, Nita walked around with saggy tits, under her loose regular bras.

I changed tabs and was now looking into my almost empty photo gallery. I was tagged in only two photos, and one did not even have me.

They were old photos, both taken more than a year ago. The first one was a picture with 6 friends of mine. The second one was of me with my sister-in-law and cousin sister.

My 6 friends – Suhana, Deepa, Laila, Suchitra, Meera and Suja- were all richer than me. I felt lucky they considered me a good friend.

Our husbands were schoolmates, and that is how we first bonded. We are all part of a Whatsapp group named ’Hungry Moms’. Where the 6 shared adult jokes, and sometimes even talked dirty. I was the least active in the group. staying away from their lust-filled chats and fantasies.

The picture was taken when the 6 mothers, all above 40, went on a ladies-only trip, to Goa. And was shot with them in the swimming pool. They told their husbands they had rented a private villa.

But in reality, they stayed in one of the many villas inside a posh property and used a common pool. All the villas were occupied, and there were a lot of people around – young bachelors, mostly.

Suja and Meera wore one-piece swimsuits, while Suhana and Laila wore burkinis. Suchitra and Deepa wore round neck t-shirts. The picture was a long-range shot and did not give the viewer a lot to be excited about.

I had seen the complete set of pictures, shared in the group. This was definitely the least scandalous picture from the holiday, carefully hiding their exposed assets.

Suja, a Christian, was the most modern among them, and she swam regularly in the pool, in her apartment complex. She was used to the skin-show, and easily pulled-off her white halter swimsuit.

Meera, though, from a conservative background, was very much influenced by her husband’s modern family. She was a little uncomfortable but still looked fucking hot in a red tank swimsuit.

Suhana and Laila, both Muslims, acted conservative, traditional and religious, but in reality, they were the sluttiest, of the lot. Their full sleeve burkinis were only hip length. The back stuck in between their ass cheeks like a thong, causing their butts to bulge out.

Suchitra and Deepa were a lot more chubby than the others, and wore white t-shirts that read ‘Young Boys Love Plump Women’. Suchitra’s red bra was very evident through her certainly thin wet t-shirt. And, though Deepa’s top looked much thicker, she wore no bra and her huge boobs sagged.

The 6 mothers had decided that this would be the trip, they leave their rump on display. While the rest looked teasingly seductive, Suchitra and Deepa had dared to wear only white-colored regular cotton panties below their waist.

And each time they got in and out of the water, everybody had a view of their almost naked ass and pussy. They were getting a lot of attention. Honestly, after listening to everything they had done during the trip, I felt they would have even considered a physical intrusion as a pleasing experience.

They spent a lot of money on clothes, makeup, and hair, always wanting to be at their best self.

Suja had medium-toned skin and was known for her hot bulky figure. She used expensive creams on her body, and her face and skin shined, all day long. She loved having her son’s friends home. And understandably, all of them found it impossible to not imagine her busty boobs bounce.

Meera was fair and mostly wore simple clothes. She had the ability to allure men, with just a tight sleeveless kurti, showing off her sweaty armpits.

All of her son’s friends agreed in unison that Meera’s perfect curvy body had to be considered as a standard to rate all the other MILFs. And of course, they loved the black mole just above her bust.

Suhana had a petite figure, but also had great assets she managed to hide well, in front of her husband’s family. She hated using a hijab and flaunted her golden-brown hair. If her firm boobs weren’t enough to get her fapped to, her hot heart-shaped booty was easily the best ass in town.

Her perfect body proved very useful in getting her excellent life partners. She had earlier eloped, and married a very rich Christian guy, before divorcing him. She then wedded her current, less rich, Muslim husband, who was also a relative of her and always wanted to marry her.

Suhana’s first husband was open-minded. Though her second husband was very orthodox, he gave her a lot of freedom. Because she was used to it, and he did not want to be looked down upon by her.

Laila had a rectangle-shaped body, and walked around with a hijab, whatever the occasion. She mostly wore loose tops and cotton pants, even though her husband was liberal.

She did well to not let her young daughter’s husband imagine her naked. But he found the thought of having her suck his meat, wearing a hijab, more exciting.

Suchitra was thick, voluptuous and a real tease. And also equally dominating. She dressed raunchily, often making her husband look like a cuck.

Anybody could guess she had a big pair of milk tankers, and her a Brazilian ass begged to be spanked. And for those who still did not find her desirable, she posted photos of her in sarees, exposing a lot of her creamy fleshy belly, and also in tight tops revealing her inviting cleavage.

Deepa was super-rich, but could also be called super fat. She made up for her oversized body, carrying high-end bags and wrapping herself in luxurious scarfs.

She, however, had sexy hair and loved slim young boys, always hitting on them. And though a little too obnoxious, her nephew is rumored to have gifted her a dildo, for her birthday.

None of them ever slept around, but always enjoyed giving their horny admirers a ‘hard’ time, and getting wet, in the process.

The second picture had me and my sisters-in-law, Megha and Sheeba, posing during a wedding, along with my cousin, Divya.

I always felt I looked hot enough to demand sensual attention. But, that day, among us, I seemed the least sultry, wearing a simple black set of kurti and tights. I was however surprised the straps of my maroon bra were visible.

Megha was younger than all of us and spent a decent amount of time in the gym. She was slimmer than me but still had an hourglass-shaped body, with ripe melons and a bubble butt.

She was a partner in her family business and traveled frequently to Delhi and Mumbai. And she had a great dressing sense, that matched the glamour of North Indian actresses.

The wedding was her nephew’s. Megha looked smoking hot in a red backless choli, that could very well be called a bustier bralette, and a yellow lehenga.

Sheeba was a housewife, just like me. But, more easy going and jovial. She gets the most attention among us, for her obviously chunky body. She was busty, had wide hips and a lot of flesh in her back. Dressed in a sea-green colored traditional saree, her boobs appeared to be popping out of her tight blouse.

Divya was a lecturer, in a boys’ college. I remember how the other two used to tease her, saying all the boys in her class would be having dirty fantasies about her. She was tall, curvy and hot. And in a transparent well-draped orange saree, exposed her deep navel.

All of these mature women only had as much libido as me, but they had never lived wanting their husbands to be the only person to truly own them. They often pleased themselves watching porn, touching their pleasure spots thinking of other men, and sometimes even doing a little harmless flirting.

They enjoyed being turned on by another man. And, today, I felt even I belonged to the same category.

I was now reading the messages in my Inbox. I had ‘hi’ and ‘hello’ texts from almost every male I knew. It included colleagues of my husband, friends of my sons, and even a few of their teachers.

Even the owner of the supermarket, in our neighborhood, I used to buy groceries from, and the aged watchman at the boys’ hostel was on the list. They had all taken the time to find and ping me on Facebook.

I even had a few messages from strangers commenting on my physical appearance and dressing. My Facebook profile picture had me in a light pink cotton saree and matching blouse. Men found great pleasure in calling me ‘sexy’. On closer observation, I realized my curves were easily noticeable and my lips looked lusty.

Still, what overwhelmed me the most were the texts from my longtime friend’s son, Arjun. I was already friends with Arjun on Facebook, and he had also wished me on my birthday last year. That was the only conversation we had.

But this time, he had dared to tell me that he thinks I had the exact looks and figure of a pornstar, Julianne Anna. And he wished to be blessed with the sight of me in my purest form, someday.

I felt harassed, and angry, initially. I was very sure he had crossed the line, and I just did not like it. Only to realize my hungry body begged to differ, exactly as my moist mature pussy started to suggest.

His mother, Lathika, was my dearest friend during my college days. We were still in touch, and I had always heard her tell me, how much the girls liked Arjun. She had once even told me that he had been hanging out late with women much older than him.

It was obvious he was getting laid, and I was started to find pride in the fact that he had considered me like a hot MILF, who would do him a lot of good. I just couldn’t stop myself from thinking about being one of his sexual partners. He would fill all night long.

I was losing control over my mind, again, and my fingers felt forced towards my craving love-hole. I was still wrapped in a towel, that just about covered my upper thighs. And my left hand was finding it’s way inside when I heard the doorbell ring.

To Be Continued.

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Ithu oru kudumba kathai enbathai munbe therivithu kolugiren, en chithapa manaivi udan eppadi kama uravu eer patathu enbathai indru tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiren. En peyar raj vayathu 25 aagugirathu, intha vayathu migavum aabathaana vayathu niraiya thirumanam aana auntygal enai kama veri kondu paarpaargal.

Auntygal 30 vayathai thaanginaale kama aasai athigamaagi vidum, kanavargal yaarum oruvarai matume oothu kondu iruka maatargal.

Pengal niraiya aangal meethu aasai paduvaargal, athilum ilamaiyaana aangalai paathaal avargalin pundaiyil eer athigam vadinthu ootai perithaakum. Ilam aangalin maarbu matrum sunniyai migavum virumbuvaargal.

Athai pondru thaan enaku oru chithapa irunthaar, avarin manaivi ennai adikadi thotu thotu pesuvaargal. Naanum avargalai thotu thotu pesinen, iruvarum kama aasaiyil ondraaga sex seithu kolvathu pondru kama paarvai paarpom. Aanal chithi ennai oru nanban pola thaan paarthu mazhaginaal, iruvarum ondraaga adikadi thotu pesi koluvom.

Naan veetil irukum pozhuthu avargal veetirku vanthu sexiyaaga paarthu pesuvaargal, en amma ilatha samayam paarthu ippadi ellam nadakum. Amma irukum pozhuthu yarukum theriyaathu, veguliyaaga ennai azhaithu en pillaigaluku paadam soli kudu endru solluvaargal. Naanum niraiya pillaigaluku paadam katru kodupen.

Ippozhuthum velaiku selalam veetil thaan irukiren, enaku innum velai kidaika villai. Enaku oru annan irukiraan avan velinaatil samathithu varugiraan, athanal ennai athigamaaga athum ketka maatargal. Naan suthanthira paravai pondru irunthen, oru naal amma market selvatharku car driverai azhaithu vara solinaargal.

Ennai veetai paarthu kol endru sollinaargal, naan sendru car driverai azhaithu vanthu ammai caril market anapi vaithen.

Eppadiyum thirumbi vara 3 mani neramaachu aagum, athanaal mobilil kaama padam paarthu kondu sunniyai veliyil eduthu echi seithu suya inbam kandu kondu irunthen. En kaathil headset anninthu kondu irunthathaal veliyil yaar varugiraargal endru theriya vilai.

Naan vasa kathavai thapal podamal sunniyai kai adithu kondu irunthen, kathil head set aninthu kondu irunthathaal.

Veliyil yaar varugirargal endru theriya villia, naan step mom kama padam paarthu kondu irunthen. Athil ilam paiyanum auntyum thagatha uravu vaithu sex seithu oothu kondu irunthaargal, aunty mulai perithaaga irunthathu. Athai paarthu kangalai moodi sunniyai irukamaaga pidithu kai adithu kondu irunthen.

Appozhuthu ethirchiyaga en chithi ennai paarthu vital, raj enna seithu kondu irukiraai endru ketal? Naan kangalai thiranthu chithiyai paarkum pozhuthu oru kai sunniyil irukirathu maru kai kama padam parka mobilelai pidithu kondu irukirathu. Chithi ennai parka naan avargalai parka ena nadakirathu endre theriya villai.

Appozhuthu chithi hey enna seigiraai endru ketu vittu vegamaaga veetai vittu veliyil sendru vitargal. Enaku oru vitha pathara nilai eer pada aarambithathu, amma idam solli vida pogiraargal endru bayanthen, chithi veetirku andru maalai sendru irunthen, chithi idam ethum ammavidam soli vidatheergal endru sollinen.

Athelam ondrum ilai naan ethaiyum parka villai endru sollinaarlgal, naan ippozuthu thaan muthal muthalil mobile phone vaangi irunthen. En amma munbu tour sendru irukum pozhuthu edutha photovai ellam chithi idam kanbi endru solli irunthaargal. Athanaal naan aval veetirku sendru irukum pozhuthu mani 7 aagi irunthathu.

Chithapa velai seithu kondu irunthaar, athanaal ippozhuthu chithapa veetirku vara matar. Athu therinthu chithi ennai amma tour sendra pugai padangalai kanbika solinaargale athai kanbi endru sollinal. Naan veetil nindru kondu irunthen, bikeil nanban veetirku selalam endru bikeil amarnthu irunthen.

Chithi en arugil nerukamaaga vanthu pesinaal appozhuthu aval mugamum en mugamum arugil irunthathu. Chithi mulai veru arugil irunthathu, ena seiyalaam endru theriyaamal nindru kondu irunthen. Chithi ennai mosamaaga moodu eetrinaal, engal kai viralgal orasa aarambithathu. Chithi mulai en kaiku arugil irunthathu.

Mana patharam athigamaaga aaga aarambithathu, appozhuthu padak endru chithi mulaiai pidithu azhuthi viten. Chithi ethum solamal amaithiyaaga en arugil nindru mugathai en mugam arugil vaithu paarthu kondu irunthaal. Moodu thangave mudiya villai, itharku munathaaga ilam pennai matter seithu irukiren.

Aanal thirumanam aana pengalai ipppozhuthu thaan aasai pada aarambithen. Naan ena seivathu avargal en meethu kama aasaiyil pazhagum pozhuthu ennal control seiya mudiya villai.

En vayathil pengalai paarthaale moodu thanga matingirathu athilum ithu pondru oru pen mulaiyaal en kaigalil urasi kondum kai viralgalai urasi kondum irunthaal ennal eppadi katu paadaga iruka mudiyum.

Chithi ulle vaa oru china velai irukirathu endru solinaal, naan bikeai angaye vittu vittu avargal veetirkul sendren. Neraga ennai thotathil azhaithu sendraal, en endraal angu ethavathu seithaalum yaarum parka vaaipu illai. Kanavan vanthaal intha pakamaaga oodi vidu endru sollinaal, enaku kaiyum puriya vilai kaalum puriya villai.

Chithi ennai irukamaaga kati pidika aarambithaal, chithiyai naanum kati pidika arambithen. Chithi ennai sexiyaaga kanathai pidithu ithazhil mutham seiya aarambithaal, naanum chithi ithazhil vaai vaithu sapppi mutham seiya arambithen. Enaku aval en chithi enbathaiye maranthu poi kama mazhaiyil nanaithu kondu irunthen.

Chithi mutham seithu vittu en sunniyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaal, naanum chithi mulaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithen. Haaaaaaaaa chithi mulai miga sexiyaaga irunthathu, athai azhuthi pisainthu konde irukalam endru thondriyathu. Chithi en suniyai pantil irunthu veliyil eduthu kutha vaithu amarnthu sunniyai sappi umba aarambithaal.

Naangal irutil irupathal ethum sariyaaga theriya villai, chithi sunniyai sexiyaaga sappi umba arambithaal. Chithi thalaiayai irukamaga pidithu kondu sunniyai aazhamaaga chithi vaaikul vitttu vaaiyil oothu kondu irunthen. Chithi thinaraaamal sunniyai sappi umbi sugam koduthaal, pinbu chithi mulaiyai jakitai kayati kanbithaal.

Iru mulaiyai kaiyill pidithu thadavi athai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithen, mulai kaambu neendu irunthathu, athai urinthu sappinen.

Chithi thalai mudiyai kothi vital, pinbu avalin pundaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithen, chithi pundai perithaaga irunthathu, athil sathai athigamaaga irunthathu, ilam pengal pundai polave illai, aanalum kai vaithu thadava sexiyaaga kama sugamaaga irunthathu.

Chithi avalin pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyai ooka kanbithaal, nindra nilaiyil ennal sariyaaga sunniyai kuthiyil vida mudiya villai. Athanaal cow niliayil chithi suuthai kanbithu kondu guninthu kuthiyai ooka kanbithaal.

Chithi suuthai pidithu thadavi konde kuthiyil sunniyai vittu ooka aarambithen, sunniyai vaitha udan athu muzhuvathum chithi kuthiyil ulle irangiyathu.

Chithi suuthai pidithu konde matter adika aarambithen, haaaaaaaaaaa ena oru sugam chithi kuthiyil sunniyai vittu ookum pozhuthu. Ilam pengalai oopathai vida ithu pondru veetu manaivigalai oopathil thaan sugam athigamaaga kidaikirathu.

Chithi pundaiyil oothu konde irukum pozhuthu chithiku moodu thangamal pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu.

Vinthu vanthathum sunni innum vegamaaga kuthiyil sendru ooka aarambithathu.

Chithi pothum endru soliyum vegamaaga oothu sunni kanjai adi kuthiyil iraki irukamaaga chithiyai kati pidithu konden. Iruvarum sexiyaaga kaamam seithu sugathai anuba vaithu kondom, oothu muditha udan thaan therinthathu en naan sunni kanjai kuthiyil viten endru theriya villai.

Chithi sunni vinthai ungal kuthiyile iraki viten endru sollinen, chithi onum prachanai ilai naan paarthu kolugiren endru sollinaal.

Enaku appozhuthu uyir muuchu vara aarambithathu, vega vegamaaga chithi veetai vittu veliyil vanthu en nanban veetirku sendru viten, ini adikadi chithi kuthiyil kuthu thaan, enathu tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri, vanakam.

This is a story about a fictional tribal community named ‘Tities’ that lived centuries ago in a jungle. All they did was hunting and gathering food to provide for their families. There were only around fifty families in this community that lived together as one big happy family helping one another.

To have some governance over this tribe, these people get together and elect one of them as their leader for five years. The elected person was like a king and his family members were guarded all the time. Having sex or affair with other men’s wives was strictly prohibited in this tribe.

They lived in huts which were so technically sound that the huts were protected from rains, winds, etc. The King of the tribe lived in a grand and luxurious hut.

Tities tribe didn’t worship idols instead they worshipped wind rain and fire. The women flaunted their breasts while only covering their vagina with a piece of cotton material. It only covered their cunt lips and it had laces that were tied to their hips, with one of the laces passing right through their ass cracks.

The tribe’s women wore less but elegant ornaments like a bead necklace, kamarband, and chunky anklets. The women bathed with natural sandalwood powder which was in abundance.

While the men too just covered their huge penises in sack-like clothing which held their balls in good shape. But men almost didn’t wear any ornaments unless there’s a festivity in their community.

In this story, I’m narrating a story about our queen Sujata age 35, measured 36-28-38. Sujata came from a more civilized tribe named ‘Claudia’ where women covered their privates, even their breasts with sophisticated clothing. But after marrying King Rehman age 40, she had to flaunt her breasts like the rest of the women did in her husband’s community.

She was okay with her new tribe’s clothing. But she had always opposed some of the weird tribal traditions that were followed by Tities tribe like for example

– Circumcision of male penises

– First cum ceremony: where the mother has to suck her son’s adult dick until he cums. And when a girl hits her puberty, the father licks his own daughter’s vagina by spreading her legs.

– Incest: The eldest son has the right to marry his mother and have children with her if and only when the father dies. Eldest daughter marries father if the mother dies. Incest was allowed only after their partner’s death otherwise it was treated as illegal and crime and a punishable offense.

These were some of the traditions that were followed by the ‘Tities tribe’ for generations. Queen Sujata was opposing them since she came to this tribe. But the king himself and his community were angered by the very mention of these changes, forget about putting an end to them.

Sujata knew incest was wrong and how it effects. That’s why she gathered some of the women every evening and tried to explain to them about these ill traditions. But somehow she couldn’t change the male-dominated tribe.

Sujata was the most beautiful woman to ever live in the Tities tribe. Whenever she was in public gatherings, sitting on her throne chair she easily noticed men standing with their hard dicks saluting her in admiration and lust for their queen.

She liked such adoration by her tribal men. But she never cared for their dicks as she was fucked by king Rehman two times every day.

In her entire body, her huge 36″ boobs caused the most pain every day. Her tits were suckled by her adult Prince Adil age 20 and Princess Sangeeta age 22. Her son Adil’s first cum ceremony was nearing for which she was completely opposing.

But if she didn’t follow traditions her husband would have to be dethroned from his designation which worried her the most. Sujata still remembers the day when her daughter’s first cum ceremony was performed by King Rehman when Princess Sangeeta had turned 18 years old.

Sujata tried to forget that from her memory. But her husband licking virgin pussy of her daughter with his tongue like a snake and using his fingers to finger Sangeeta’s asshole was like a fresh memory to her. And also King Rehman had tasted his daughter’s cum entirely, cleaning her tenderloin completely that day.

Sujata had begged then also not to perform such ceremonies. But she was ignored then. And she thinks she will be this time too where she has to perform the same on her son.

Prince Adil is always around his mother kissing her and suckling on her tits atleast three times a day. He had turned very horny with age. In his adulthood, he drank less milk and teased his mother’s nipples with his tongue most of the time. He placed his mother’s hand on his huge penis to get pumped by Sujata.

But Sujata would quickly notice such behavior. She would punish her son Adil by not letting him suck on her tits for the rest of the day. But Adil never learned from punishments.

He would sneak into his mother while she’s peeing and he would hug her from behind by placing his penis between his mother’s ass cheeks.

Princess Sangeeta was desperate to have sex. She was about to get married to her mother’s brother. But her marriage was postponed so that she could attend her brother Adil’s cumming ceremony. Sangeeta even had an option to take the virginity of her brother and in turn, she would also be deflowered.

Sangeeta too eagerly waited for this. She knew that on her mother’s side, men had smaller dicks compared to her kind. Most importantly she wanted her younger brother’s meat in her hungry pussy. Sangeeta was all in for this against her mother’s stern warning.

Finally, the day arrived where the first cum ceremony would take place for Prince Adil in public, in the presence of the entire tribe. Sujata knew she had no other option but to perform such incest activity. She was doing this just to keep her King Rehman happy.

Prince Adil was brought to the center by four women, all naked. Even their vaginas flaunted for the occasion. They had held him tightly by his arms and legs because he won’t be allowed to fuck his mother in the process. All the things would be performed by the queen Sujata.

After the ceremony Prince will be escorted to Princess Sangeeta’s quarters by the same women. Sujata finally was carried by four men. All running by holding her body towards the sky, above their heads, was brought straight from the bath to the gathering.

As Sujata stood in front of her son, King Rehman came forward and removed Sujata’s cunt covering cotton pieces and opened the ceremony. Sujata’s pussy was seen by the tribe publically for the very first time. Her shiny pink clit gave the men hard-ons.

Sujata moved towards her son and rubbed his circumcised penis just above her vaginal slit and teased her son. Later she turned over and showed Prince Adil her ass crack. It was massaged with essential oils and was shiny in the hot afternoon sun.

Seeing the depth of his mother’s ass crack Adil shuddered. He was rearing to go fuck Sujata but the women holding Adil didn’t let it happen. Sujata then by spreading her ass cheeks came dangerously close to her son’s 8″ dick. (bigger than King Rehman’s 6-inch dick).

She held his dick and pierced it in her ass crack. Adil’s huge dick slid quite easily between his mother’s well-oiled butt crack. Adil opened his mouth for breath and relished the warmth and depth of Sujata’s hot dark cave. Sujata then completed the customary dance.

She had to booty shake on her son’s dick while pressing her boobies. After two minutes she kneeled and took her son’s dick in her mouth for one last step. Sujata gulped her son’s dick at once. Adil was now uncontrollable and tried to force his dick to his mother’s throat.

But Sujata knew how to tame her horny son. She controlled him by catching his balls and then she slowly licked the tip of her son’s penis which was already leaking its juices. Sujata then held the back end of her son’s dick and stroked his dick with her mouth by moving vigorously on it.

Finally finishing her son in just a few strokes. The raw force of her son’s cum directly hit her throat. Huge cheers were heard by both mother and son as the tribe roared after the completion of the cum ceremony.

Prince Adil was then carried by the four naked women to Princess Sangeeta’s private quarters. Sujata was exhausted but Rehman’s dick wasn’t. He was all horny by what he just saw and took Sujata to his room for a great fuck.

Sujata was happy to fuck her husband. But also prayed for his health otherwise she knew the consequences of marrying her son.

Sangeeta welcomed her brother with open arms in her bed. Adil’s dick although, in a flaccid state, he still was so horny that he started kissing his sister’s taut nipples for the first time. Sangeeta wanted her brother’s dick to regain its strength as quickly as possible.

She pulled him by his hair and kissed his lips. But Adil was quick to break the kiss and went back to kissing her boobs. But now he smelled strange erotic smell emanated from his sister’s hairy sweaty armpits, which attracted his lips towards it.

Sangeeta was quick to notice that her brother’s dick was responding very quickly to her smell. So she grabbed his dick with one hand pushed his brother’s face deep in her armpits with the other hand. Adil loved the way his sister’s armpit tasted. So he licked her by opening his mouth wide open.

He extracted all the scent from her sister’s armpit hair had stored. Which ultimately sprung his dick to its full strength. Sangeeta spread her legs and started moaning loudly by rubbing the magical mushroom head of her brother’s dick in her slit.

Sangeeta then asked her brother to stop licking and asked him to put his dick in her horny pussy. Sangeeta further widened her legs to provide for that big black dick. Adil slowly pierced his dick head at the pussy entrance as they both were nervous and sweating profusely.

Sangeeta was now uncontrollable and was getting wild. She kicked her brother’s ass cheeks and gave Adil the go-ahead to slide his dick in completely. As he pushed in her pussy, her hymen broke. Sangeeta cried in pain and joy but asked her brother to fuck her hard.

Aroused by his sister’s cries, Adil stroked his penis inside her mercilessly. Sangeeta raised her hips involuntarily to the strokes by her brother. both their loins were red hot by just five minutes of fucking.

Adil knew he would be finished anytime now. So he banged her so hard that Sangeeta’s body started to move upwards on the bed. In the next few strongest strokes, he shot his powerful cum in her vagina. They lay down side by side all sweaty.

Princess Sangeeta finally was not a virgin anymore. As she realized it, tears rolled down her eyes. She still slept with her legs wide open as her tenderloin pained but she knew it was a good pain.

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