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All three friends go inside the administration building and on the right side, there is a reception desk with a girl on it. “What a start!” all three guys think as they move towards the desk.

The girl is in a formal suit with a white shirt and a black coat. They could only see her upper body as she is behind the desk.

She looks quite young but she definitely is older than all three; Samir, Aryan and Ankit. She has put on a light makeup with red lipstick. She looks quite beautiful with perfectly-cut eyebrows and milk-white fair skin. She has made a bun out of her brown hair.

All three guys reach the desk and the girl greets them with a smile. Samir takes off his sunglasses as he smiles back at her and makes sure to observe her as much as he can. There is a batch on her coat that reads, “Mahima”.

“That must be her name”, Samir thinks as he observes further. He looks at her boobs which is quite big and she has worn a 34DDD cup size bra to hold her boobs. The shirt she is wearing is quite tight, so it seems her huge tits are trying hard to escape from it.

The receptionist Mahima interrupts as she breaks the silence.

Mahima: Hello sir! How can I help you? (She makes sure to look at all the guys and looking at these three handsome guys, she couldn’t help and bit her lips.)

All three guys notice her lip-bite and they already take it as a positive sign. Like Samir, Aryan and Ankit also make sure to observe the hot receptionist’s body and they couldn’t take their eyes from her perfectly shaped breast.

Samir: Actually, we are here for the admission for Master’s programs. We have already sent our certificates and required documents to the mail mentioned on the website. You can check it out.

Both Aryan and Ankit: Yes, we have already sent it.

They keep looking at her boobs and admire her perfectly-shaped breast as Mahima starts checking on the computer.

Mahima: So Samir, Aryan, and Ankit? (She is still looking on the computer.)

“Yes”, they all reply in unison.

After checking on the computer for a while, she looks at all three boys with so much enthusiasm as she thinks, “Finally, some handsome grown men in the college.”

Mahima: So you guys probably looking to get admission in Communication Engineering?

Samir: Yes!! (Aryan and Ankit are still busy admiring her beauty.)

Mahima: So the total fee for the course is 5000 dollars and for the admission, you have to pay 1000 dollars at first. (She keeps looking at the computer.)

Aryan: Yeah, we already know that. Tell us more about the college, especially the course. (He tries to build up some conversation with her.)

Mahima: Sure sir! So it is a two-year course and over this period, you have to stay in a hostel. (She replies in a flirty tone as she already thinks about spending the next two years with these three handsome guys.)

Ankit: So you have a common hostel for guys and girls or? (He chuckles a bit as he tries to get confirmed that they will be sharing the same hostel with the girls.)

Mahima (giggles): Yes! There is a common hostel for Master’s students and you have all the facilities inside the building.

After a few more enquiries, they come to know that there are only girls in all Master’s programs and right now, there are 80 girls in the hostel. That excites all three of them and they also get to know that the hostel can accommodate around 200 students and it will probably be around 150 students after the first-year admission.

Over the course of the conversation, all three guys make sure to observe and admire the receptionist and her body as much as they can. Mahima also makes sure to look at them in a sensuous way as she finally gets to meet these attractive men at the University.

After finishing the admission procedure, they come out from the admission block and walk towards the main fountain.

Further down, there is another fountain on the right side of the road and on its right, there is stairs leading down to the Bachelor’s boys hostel and the playground. While on the left side of the road, there are stairs leading down to the girl’s hostel for Bachelor’s students.

Straight ahead on the left, there are accommodation facilities for staffs and on the right, there is a huge gate facing west which leads to the hostel for Master’s students. Since it is a semester break, the gate is closed but still, all three friends look around.

The hostel looks huge; it is a long building from north and south and apart from the ground floor, it seems every room has a balcony.

After looking around for sometimes, they return back to the town and their apartments. They all look happy and cannot wait to start their new journey at Green University. It has already been dark and Samir on his bed thinks about Mahima and her huge tits.

Back to the university, in the staff blocks, Mahima is in her room. She still has images of Aryan, Ankit and Samir in her mind and as she knows their name, she looks for them on Facebook and finds them easily.

She is on her bed wearing a small red booty shorts which is barely covering her thick 36-inch booty and a tight white camisole. By the look of it, it looks like she is not wearing anything underneath her camisole.

Of all three, Mahima found Aryan more fascinating, so she starts looking at his profile. She falls on his tempting skin color and his shredded body as she swipes to see his pictures. Looking at his pictures, she doesn’t even know when she started rubbing her nipples through her top.

Her nipples have already been so erect and tight that they are clearly visible from her camisole. Looking at more pictures, she cannot help herself from pulling up her top and releasing her boobs. They come out in the open like they just found heaven.

Mahima places her left hand on her left boobs as she keeps looking at the pictures. She gets aroused and starts massaging her boobs with her eyes still stuck on her mobile phone. Her mouth gets wide open and her eyes look high as she starts moaning. She puts the phone aside and uses her both hands to massage her tits.

She now closes her eyes and imagines Aryan is with her on her bed. Massaging her own tits, she imagines Aryan doing all that. With the image of Aryan all over her mind, she feels her pussy getting wet and imagining Aryan sliding his hand inside her shorts, she slowly inserts her hand inside her shorts and rubs her clit through her thong.

It is wet already and she could feel her own juice on her finger. She starts moaning with every touch imagining her new crush doing all these things.

“Aaahhhhhhhhhhh”, she moans as she couldn’t wait more and pushes her middle finger inside her wet vagina.

The receptionist gradually increases her speed and fucks herself but in her mind, Aryan is doing all the things. She imagines Aryan on top of her and his throbbing black cock pumping her wet cunt. And this makes her more aroused and she pushes another finger inside her.

Her moans get louder with each push and she moves her body in ecstasy. She is sweating all over and with every push on her pussy, her boobs are jiggling in the same rhythm.

Fingering herself imaging Aryan doing all the fucking, she finally comes to a climax and releases her love juice. She screams hard and even takes Aryan’s name as she cum. With her hand still in her thong touching her wet cunt, she falls asleep out of tiredness. She sleeps with a smile on her face; probably dreaming of Aryan.

The next day, Samir gets ready and goes to his office. He doesn’t waste much time to sign the resignation letter and hand it over the HR. He and Ankit resign together and as it is their last day in the office, they make sure to bid goodbye to everyone. Samir bids goodbye to Sandhya as well and on that, she doesn’t look much happy.

All three friends resigned from their respective jobs and already thinking about their new life and how they will make full use of it. It is around 8’o clock in the night and Samir gets a text from Sandhya and that really surprises him as they have barely talked after Sandhya got a new guy.

Sandhya: I am going to miss you. Anyway, best wishes for your future.

Samir texts back with a simple “Thanks” and on that, she texts back again, “You have changed. You don’t even want to talk with me”. That is even more surprising for Samir and he thinks to take it as an opportunity. So he replies back and made sure to make her realize how much he misses her and the time they spend together at his apartment.

Sandhya tells him that her boyfriend has gone out of town for some work and she is feeling kind of lonely. She even tells him that she is drunk.

The situation is building up exactly the way Samir wanted, so he doesn’t waste much time and tell her that he would love to accompany her and make her feel better. Sandhya doesn’t hesitate much and replies she would love that.

In no time, Samir gets ready and takes a cab and reaches Sandhya’s apartment. More than two months without sex, Samir already feels his penis doing its movement inside his pants. He rings the bell as he stands in front of the door.

He has prepared himself handsomely wearing a plain white shirt and blue jeans. The shirt was gifted by Sandhya herself. He has also put on a musk perfume which was Sandhya’s favorite.

Sandhya takes no time and opens the door. She is drunk and looking at her, it seems like she has also prepared herself to seduce Samir. She has put on a very short pink dress and it is so tight that Samir can actually see half of her boobs and her black push up bra. Not just a big 36 inches ass, she also has a nice pair of 34 inches boobs.

Samir, standing just outside the door couldn’t help himself looking at Sandhya’s boobs trying to pop out from her tight dress. Her dress is so short that it is barely covering her ass. She looks at him with all the lust in the world.

In no time, Samir walks inside and they are close to each other. Sandhya being so drunk couldn’t help herself and falls on Samir’s arm. She has her head on his chest and Samir doesn’t waste any opportunity and takes his hand to her ass.

“Mmmmmmmmmm”, Sandhya moans as she feels the touch of Samir’s hand on her thick ass. As soon as his hands touch her big ass, her dress rolls up as they are too short.

Guiding his hand between her ass cheeks, Samir realizes there is nothing to cover her private parts. That makes him really hard and Sandhya being a drunk slut takes no time to take her hand to his already hard rod.

Touching and feeling his hard cock from his blue jeans, Sandhya looks at him and without saying anything closes her eyes and mover her heads towards Samir’s. Samir gets the sign and kisses her as he slowly massages her big thick ass. Sandhya starts to moan inside Samir’s mouth as she gets intense and her pussy starts dripping.

Samir takes his time and continues kissing her and massaging her ass. He grabs her big ass using both hands and squeezes them like a rubber ball. Sandhya in excitement moves her body and hips and continues sucking his lips.

After doing that for a while, Sandhya holds Samir’s hand and takes him to her bedroom. She pushes him on her bed and keeping him between her knees, she bends down and unbuttons his jeans. She looks at him lustfully as she pulls down his jeans and boxer together.

His already hard cock wriggles in the air as though it has finally found its freedom. Looking at Samir’s eight-inch shaft, Sandhya bites her lower lip. “I missed it so much”, she says as she grabs Samir’s cock and strokes it gently. Samir moans a little as Sandhya strokes his cock and closes his eyes.

This is a fantasy series and involves lots of kinky stuffs. I hope everyone will like it and leave their valuable feedback on [email protected].

I never thought that this will happen to me but destiny does things in mysterious ways. I always wanted to meet her again and destiny blessed it with a twist. I not only got to meet her but also got to do and experience things that both of us never thought of.

Her name was Roja, my girlfriend during junior college. But while entering into the senior college she parted ways with me. I was broken but with the passing time I moved on. It was just an infatuation which I realized later but I was never able to forget her.

She was a cute little doll during those days, short, better than skinny but not chubby, fair like hell and can easily draw anyone’s attention with her assets in that age. Though I never touched her, not because she didn’t allow. Just we hadn’t those kinds of sexual feelings for each other.

Time passed, last time I heard she married to someone, well, the person behind our break up, just after completing her junior college. I did my engineering and joined a construction company which I later left. (a story for another day). It was almost six years since she was married.

I was unaware of what she was doing or where she was. I just never wanted, maybe because of the hate. But hate also has its charm. Once I was going through Instagram. I saw a photo of a school friend. I was less interested in the photo but with the comment written by a person on the photo.

It was her, Roja. In curiosity, I touched the name and her profile opened. Her profile photo confirmed it was her. The account was private so I couldn’t able to see any uploads. Now came the hard part. My stubborn ego just wanted to leave her account.

But at the same moment, my heart wanted just to send a message, a simple ‘Hi’. Let’s see if she still remembers me. Finally, the old feelings won, and I messaged ‘Hi’. I did wait for some time and without getting any response I closed Instagram.

As days passed, suddenly on a busy working day, I got a notification from Instagram. I clicked on it. It was a message from her. A strong current of shock ran inside me. I opened the message. “Hey, how are you? I thought you would have forgotten me.”

Glad to see, she still remembers me. My heart invoked me to reply but my ego interfered not to be nice. “I’m good. What about you? Well, was there any reason not to remember you?” I replied. “I’m fine. No, I thought you still hate me and would have forgotten,” said Roja.

“Initially I hated you but with the passing time, I realized you took your decision. And we were just kids then,” I replied.
“Good to know that. Where are you now?” she asked.
“Odisha! And you?” I asked back.

“Me too, well do you use WhatsApp?” she asked. “Yes,” and I gave my number. It was an impulse reaction, why I gave her my number I don’t know. What will she think? But suddenly I got a message from an unknown number. I opened the message.

“Hi, it’s Roja. Save the number. Got to go, I have some work. Talk to you later. Bye.”

I was surprised and happy at the same time. I saved her number and with curiosity about what will happen next, I went back to work. The next two days went like hell for me. Well, I was eagerly waiting for her message. Finally, I broke the digital silence. One afternoon during the lunch break, I messaged her.

“Hey, good afternoon,” I typed and waited for the reply. For the next few minutes, my heart jumped like a kangaroo in anxiety. 15 minutes past, but no reply. I put my mobile in my pocket and took off for the site and suddenly a notification came.

“Hey, Good afternoon, how are you?”
“Fine, what about you? Had lunch?” I asked.
“I’m fine too. Yes, I’m having right know, roti and sabji,” She replied.

“Okay,” I replied and stopped and waited if she messages from her side. And she did.
“Hey, had your lunch?” she asked.

“Nope, I forgot to bring lunch to my work site today,” I lied, why I don’t know.
“Go find the nearest hotel and have something,” She replied with a smiley.
“Yeah, I will,” I replied and we ended chat for that day.

The next day same time I messaged her. The same stuff about having lunch was our topic of conversation. This went for a few days until. One day she broke out. “We can have a conversation other than lunch you know,” She messaged. I chuckled and started typing.

“Sorry, yes we can. Where are you working now?” I asked.
“IDCO, I work there in customer service. I saw your profile on Instagram, so engineer ji, where are you now?” She asked. I had an Instagram profile photo of my site. So she knew I’m in the construction line.

I replied about my work and location. I came to know that she was still in my hometown. “Hey, I was wondering if you are free this weekend we can meet for lunch,” I asked. She didn’t reply for a few minutes.

“Well, I don’t know. Don’t you think it will be a little awkward?” she replied with a question.
“Awkward! Well if you feel so, you can say no. But I don’t see any reason for awkwardness.” I replied with expecting a positive response.

“I don’t know, can you skip the topic.” She insisted.
“I’m well aware you are married. We are adults now. It’s just lunch, don’t think much,” I replied with a smiley.
“I don’t know. Talk to you later,” she went offline after replying to this.

Well for the next few days I messaged her on her Instagram and WhatsApp but there was no response from her. I realized I shouldn’t have asked her out for lunch. After all, she is married and we had a kind of history. I shouldn’t have crossed the unseen so-called social line of the limit between us.

A few days later finally I decided to apologize. “Hey, Roja. Hope you’re alright. You don’t reply to me these days. I think I know the reason. Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you out for lunch. I know you are married and it’s very awkward for you to meet your ex. I hope you accept my apology. And trust me I had no intention of making you feel awkward.” I sent the message but suddenly she replied.

“Hey, nothing likes that. I was a little busy. And I’m divorced for the last 4 years. And please don’t ask anything about the divorce I don’t want to talk about it,” She replied. I was shocked and couldn’t message anymore.

That night.
“Hey, awake?” It was about 11:30. No reply from her side. I thought she would have slept as it was late. I was about to switch off my bed lamp, she replied.
“Ya, say,” she replied with a surprise emoji.

“Sorry for disturbing you this late at night. But I was kind of restless thinking about you all day, about what you said,” before I could send a text message, her message came first.

“See, I don’t want to talk about that. That’s the part of my life which I regret happening and don’t want to remember that. I came a long way trying to forget that with pain. Please understand and don’t ask anything about it. Goodnight, sweet dreams.” She replied and went offline.

I felt sorry for her and kind of felt guilty of scratching her past wound. I decided not to become a pain in her ass rather being a friend.

Next morning
“Hey, pretty hippo. Good morning. I hope your day goes well. And don’t forget to meet at lunch. I will be waiting for you in WhatsApp,” I sent a message and took off for the site. Sharp at 2 pm her message came.

“Hippo? How did you know I have turned fat?” she asked with a shocked emoji.
“Seriously you have turned fat. Can I see you?” I replied.

After a couple of minutes, she sent her a photo. Oh my god, she had gained some weight, which didn’t affect her innocent face. She had started keeping long hair in which she was looking more beautiful than those old days.

“Well well, I just wanted to tease but you have turned hippo in real. Hahaha,” I sent the message. I got sad emoticons in her reply. “Hippo but a cute one. Happy now?” I said to which she replied with two happy emoticons. For the next few days, this kind of funny conversations went between us.

Things were turning pretty frank between us. I had started flirting with her, but in a friendly manner, she was also responding to it sportingly.

“Hey pretty,” I waited for her reply. After a good 10 minutes,
“Pretty! Ahem…from which angle?” she replied.
“Well, you have become a sphere, so from a 360-degree angle,” I mocked.

“You have learned to make PJ these days.” She replied with two angry emoticons.
“I was about to call you sexy, but your figure is too much for it.” I mocked again.

“Hmmm, okay, no need to drag this. I know I have turned fat,” She replied.
I don’t know how and why I wanted to spice up the conversation. I didn’t know how she will react, but you never know until you try.

“Not fat, I was just mocking. You used to be skinny but now you have turned attractive,” I replied.
“Seriously? Well if it’s true then thank you.” She replied with two love emoticons.

“Your outfit makes you more attractive,” I shot a dared message. The photo she sent me earlier, she was in a tight kurti, tight enough to show her curve of breasts. It was a little transparent which was reviling her black bra.

“Oh? Heard for the first time something like this,” She replied.
“I don’t believe you. Don’t tell me, you never heard cheesy lines,” I messaged.
“Cheesy lines! I thought you were truly admiring me,” She replied.
“I meant as if nobody flirts with you. But what I said is the truth.” I replied.

“Hmmm, well I used to get flirty messages on Facebook but I have deactivated it. And in the real world, I don’t have a social life. So you are the only one who is flirting with me now,” She replied. That was a surprise which felt good but only if she is telling the truth. You know girls and their secrets.

“I should feel lucky then,” I replied with a smiling emoji.
“Ha ha ha, just keep these messages away from your girlfriend. Otherwise, you will get into trouble.” She messaged.

“Girlfriend? Why do you think I’m in a relationship rather been married?” I asked.
“Are you married?”
“What do you think?”

“Maybe not, but if you are then you shouldn’t be doing this with me. It’s wrong.”
“Chill out, I yet to have any of these in my life.”
“Really!! Poor you. Don’t tell me you found no one after me.”

“Nope, pretty things happen only once.”
“Okay, now that’s it. Flirting session over got to go for work. Talk to you later,” She stopped replying.

A few days later, I had been home. I again asked her out for lunch but she again refused. It was Saturday. I was sitting on my bed. I got a sexy video message sent in a WhatsApp group. A man was seducing a woman in the office by forcing himself on her and eventually succeeds.

The video was appealing. I forwarded it to a few of my college friends. A few minutes later I got a message. It was Roja. “What is this? What have you sent me?” I read this in the WhatsApp notification. Wasting no time I opened the message.

Holy shit! The video had been forwarded to her too by mistake. What I’m going to do now!
“I did it by mistake. Your contact number was in a recent contact list I guess. I just forwarded it by mistake,” I replied.

“First flirting then sending this kind of video. What do you have in your mind?” she replied with an angry emoji. I got scared.
“Trust me, I just forwarded it mistakenly and there is nothing in my mind.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes…”

“You mean to say if I had sent you the same video, would you have believed me that I have sent it by mistake. And nothing is going on in my mind?” she asked. I paused for a moment.

“Okay, I got your point. Yes, I did it purposefully to convey what’s in my mind. I wanted to make a move on you by sending you the video. If this pleases you, I accept this and apologies again.” I replied without thinking anything. No message came for 10 minutes, I cursed myself.

“03:00 pm, meet me at Chill-out,” She messaged. Now, this was something unexpected. I had mixed feelings for the things to happen next. I was restless until I reached the restaurant. I went to the restaurant at sharp 3. I went inside and looked for her.

At a corner, she was sitting alone. Dam she was looking so pretty. Her untied hair and eyeliner were making her even more elegant. I went near her and stood in front of her. “Hi!” I greeted her. She shifted her eyes towards me from the menu. A smile appeared on her face.

“Hi, sit,” She insisted. I draw the chair and sat. In the meantime, she ordered tea for herself.
“What will you have?” she asked.

“I will have the same,” I replied to the waiter. The waiter left. There was an awkward silence of a few minutes between us. Breaking the silence she started,
“It’s been a long time. Look at you, changed a lot.”

“So do you,” I replied back and then I realized she was wearing a sleeveless red color tight kurti and black low waist jeans. I could see her fair skin from the slits of her kurti as she was sitting cross-legged.

A black round bindi on forehead, fancy big round earrings and black metal bangles on her left hand were making her more ravishing.

“Are you checking me out?” she asked.
“How can one take his eyes off you? Look at you, I can’t help it.” I replied. We gazed into each other eyes and the tea arrived to break it. While taking a sip, she asked, “So, how you are planning to seduce me?”

I was shocked by the question and spilled the tea on the table but I manage to save the cup from dropping.
“What?” I looked at her.

“Aren’t you wanna seduce me, just like the video?” She asked again without any expression, which confused me how to react to her question.
“I apologized for that. Leave it,” I replied and played safe.

“But you confessed earlier, didn’t you?” this time I sensed some sarcasm in her voice.
“Look, if you want to drag it I would rather leave. Thanks for the tea.” I stood up to leave.

“Wait, wait. I’m sorry for pushing it. Just sit down.” She said. I sat. “I was just pulling your leg, you idiot. Do you think I was going to fight with you like a teenager for that video? Chill.” She laughed and calmed the rising tension between us.

“Really, all grown up.” I laughed back. We started to have some casual talk. I offered her to join me for a walk on the beach to which she agreed. I drove her to the beach and my surprise it was less crowded that day. We headed toward the sea. She rolled up her jeans bending. I was just behind her.

My God what an ass she had. Must be a 36 I guess. She walked towards the water. She stood there for some time until the sea kissed her feet then she turned and called me to join her, which I refused. After some time, she came back and we walked along the shore.

“Are you seeing anyone?” I asked
“Nope. You?” she asked.
“No.”

“I know you are not going to like the question but I want to know. What happened to your marriage?” I asked again. She took a deep breath.

“Well, he cheated on me. He was having an affair with a girl at his workplace. Things went out of hands. One day he slapped me while drunk when I confronted him about the affair. After which I failed a divorce,” She wiped her tears.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry?” I tried to console her.
“It’ okay, just leave it.” She replied and walked past me. I just wanted to cheer her up at that time.
“Hey what’s that?” I pointed towards the wave.

“What?” She turned and walked toward me. I waited for the right moment and splashed water on her and ran.
“You idiot, I’m not going to spare you,” She ran after me screaming. We both reached to my car. We both were panting.

She gave me some friendly beatings and finally stopped. I opened the door for the water bottle and extended it to her. She drank and while I was looking at another side of the car she poured water on me. I suddenly turned and grabbed the bottle from her hand and pour the rest on her.

Her chest part got drenched. Now clearly I could see her curves, they were firm and huge, 34 D I guess. In the meantime, I was holding her right hand to take control of her. But my eyes were on her breasts.

“What are you looking at?” she snapped on my face. I came to sense and smiled. I left her hand. “What this smile supposed to mean? Are you trying to…” she gave me a naughty smile.

“What if I’m trying?” I went with the flow to see where it goes.
“Well, try harder because it’s not working,” She said while wiping her neck with her napkin. I went towards her and pushed her on the car. She looked at me in shock. I went close to her and gazed into her eyes.

“What are you doing?” she asked in a trembling voice and tried to escape. But I caught her and dragged her towards me. Her breasts were on my chest now. My chest started to feel how soft they were. I put my left hand around her waist locking her and again gazed her. This time it was mutual.

I took the hair out of her face with my fingers and guided them behind her right ear. I eventually put my right palm behind her neck. We were still into each other eyes. Our faces were so close to each other that I could feel her warm breath.

I could feel the pounding of her heartbeats and I’m sure she felt mine too. I looked at her lips and extended mine towards her. And in on time, I felt her lips on mine. I closed my eyes to feel it. She held my head with her hands while my hands grabbed her tightly.

Our kiss continued for a while. During the kiss, I even squeezed her ass. It felt nice. Meanwhile, her finger played with my hair. After a good five minutes, we realized what we were doing. We parted and looked at each other with questions. To be continued.

Please mail me at [email protected] if anyone wants to contact me. Please give your feedback. The next part will be posted soon, so stay tuned.

17 June 1985 Monday

By the time Kareema hit home, it was dark. Anita was at the doorstep, looking outside.”Kareema, my darling,” she said as she came forth with a smile. “I was about to phone you. What took you so long?”

She was about to hug Kareema when she saw her clothing was in pieces.

“Oh my god! What happened?” She asked in astonishment.

“Long story, Anita,” Kareema said in a tired tone, but with a happy smile. “Before anything else, I need a wash, and some of your ayurvedic stuff.”

“Oh god no!” Anita said in astonishment, realizing what had happened, as Kareema kept walking into the boarding house.

Later :

“…and as I was coming forth, you saw me,” Kareema said, ending the story of what happened between her and the three guys who almost kidnapped her that day. They both laughed.

“I’m just glad you’ve started to enjoy this life, finally, Kareema,” Anita said.

“Mmm, yeah,” Kareema said as she gulped the ayurvedic medicine, and put aside the bottle. “But this is such a hypocritical life, Anita. Praying to God five times a day and going back to having sex with strange men that come on my way. It’s just ridiculous, don’t you think?”

“Uhm, no,” Anita said with a smile as she placed her right palm on Kareema’s left knee. They were sitting on their sofa, next to each other.

7:29 pm

Suddenly, Kareema’s phone started ringing. Back then, there were no specific ringing tones for mobile phones like now, so it was just ‘tring tring’ something.

“Prayer time,” Kareema said as she stood up and pulled a veil around her body. As you readers might know, Kareema died on Thursday the 17th of January, 2002. More about her funeral later.

This story won’t be complete if I don’t add her ‘adventures’ as a ghost, at least occasionally. So here we go with one such an occasion.

31 January 2002 Thursday :

It had been two weeks since Kareema had gone. There was her graveyard. Unlike any other graveyard on the background, hers and a crescent moon, turned upwards, on top of it.

Anyway, there was a photo of her, attached to her gravesite. She was beautiful in it and smiling. The watchman of the graveyard, Kalum, used to come here, look at the photo and be sad.

“Such a beautiful woman, even at this age. Why did she have to go down like this? I wish I could see her and talk to her, maybe,” he thought.

This was another day he was supposed to come. But this day, unlike any day before, she saw a figure. More likely female, standing at the graveyard. The figure was wearing an item of white robe-like clothing, that covered her entire body, except for her eyes.

He became suspicious. Not only that it was too dark for anyone to be visiting the dead, but also…Why a woman? Why alone? On top of all, how did she get into a locked-down cemetery?

“Who are you? What are you doing here? How did you get in?” Kalum asked as he closed in.

“Uncle,” the woman said in a pleasant voice as she turned towards him. “Can we talk a bit?” She said as she pulled off her, let her face veil fall to the ground, and exposed her face to him.

“Budhu ammo! (a Sri Lankan Buddhist slang. Meaning “Mother Buddha!” This slang is considered in no way offensive among the Sri Lankans in general.) Kalum screamed as he collapsed to the ground.

Later :

Kareema, dressed up in a white robe, similar to which she was buried in. She was sitting next to Kalum and telling him her life story. Her face looked brighter and more beautiful than ever.

Technically, she was like 35 years old by the time she died, but since she wasn’t human. (she was a ghost by then) she didn’t look that old and didn’t have to either.

Kalum was conscious now, but signs of fear were still imminent in his eyes. Still, he had a hard-on, having listened to her stories about all the men she had had sex with.

Sex starts

He was wearing a sarong and his hard-on was visible through it. Kareema held it with her right hand. “Oh wow, look who’s hard now,” Kareema said in a horny tone. She grabbed the length of his cock over his sarong and started rubbing it up and down.

Kalum may not have initiated it, but he was also nothing other than a dominant, Sinhalese man. He quickly grabbed her wrist with his and got her pulled against himself.

“Aah!” Kareema moaned as she leaned her boobs against his chest. The feeling of her big, soft boobs against his chest, was making him run wild even faster. Kalum looked into her eyes. “Wanna do that again?” He asked, as his fingers run through hers in her hand.

“Mmm, sure. But where do we go?” Kareema asked as he stood up, took her hand and stood her up as well.

“Let’s go to my room,” Kalum said as he pulled her towards the small room next to the cemetery that he used to stay in.

“Aah!” Kareema let out a horny moan, as she was pulled towards the room.

In the room :

“Come here, baby doll,” Kalum said lovingly, as he held her hip with both hands and placed her against a wall. She put her forearms on his shoulders and eventually started rubbing her fingers through her hair. They smiled at each other, looking at each other’s eyes.

“Should I just go for it or do you need preparation? You know, foreplay? I love doing foreplay too,” Kalum said.

“Mmm. Yeah,” Kareema said, closing in, as she threw her arms around his neck. As Kalum let her close in, he threw his arms around her body, hugged her tightly and started sharing a kiss with her. Their eyes were closed, mouths were smiling lightly, and tongues were fighting against each other.

“Ahem,” sound was heard again and again. He was squeezing her buttocks again and again. He took his right hand up, and while still kissing her, he parter her veil and exposed the left side of her neck.

“Yeah baby,” Kareema moaned, and bit her lower lip with a smile and her eyes closed, still rubbing his hair with her right hand fingers, as he started eating her neck. His tongue was nibbling against her neck, and it was making her wet.

“Oh god, you’re so good!” She moaned.

He soon pulled her clothing apart even further and exposed her left shoulder and pulled further down, exposing her left boob too.

“Ch…ch,” he kissed her again and again, towards her shoulder, as she shrugged her shoulder a little, with a “hmm” sound and a wider smile. He then kept kissing her down to her left nipple and took it in his mouth.

“Ahh,” she made a sound, biting her lower lip. She turned her face up with her eyes closed. He started tasting her nipple, sucking, biting, and nibbling it with his tongue on an occasional basis.

He bit her boob flesh softly, again and again, trying to take in as much of it as possible. His both hands went around her body and held her tightly against himself, as both hands were now rubbing him and his hair. She gradually bent a little down and kissed his forehead.

“I can’t stand anymore, maye dheyyo!” She finally said. He slowly pushed her forward and slowly laid her on the bed.

(Maye dheyyo = my Lord. A slang used among the Sinhalese and other women in Sri Lanka to refer to a man whom they dearly love. Even though the slang means “my Lord”, this slang isn’t used with that meaning, and nobody is offended by it either. You get the idea)

He slowly laid her on the bed and got on top of her as he knelt on the mattress, placing his knees on both sides of her thighs. He then pulled her cloth to both sides and exposed both of her boobs.

He didn’t say a word, and as she smiled at him, he placed his hands on her boobs. He grabbed her boobs at once.

“Aaah!” She let out a moan. He started massaging them, softly, but her eyes were shining with greed for her body.

He squeezed her boobs again and again. He pressed them upwards and pulled them back downwards. He grabbed them and rubbed them against each other. He did all kinds of things with them. She was moaning again and again and now she was ready to have him inside of her.

“Gimme your big cock inside of me, darling,” she moaned in a sensual voice, as her right hand started sliding on his left thigh, looking for his cock. She then grabbed hold of his, under his sarong.

He bent down and kissed her cleavage, and as he went down kissing her again and again, he subsequently made her fully naked.

“Hmm! What do you think?” Kareema asked with a sensual smile.

“Hottest body I’ve seen so far,” Kalum said as he stood up and started getting naked.

Within less than a minute, he was naked. It was when she saw the actual size of his cock.

“Oh wow, so big!” She exclaimed.

“Oh yeah, I’m gonna dig a new hole inside of you with this,” he said with a wide grin as he slowly laid on her. He slowly got inside of her, as he placed both elbows on both sides of her head.

“Aaah,” she moaned, as she closed her eyes and bit her lips. Once he was fully inside of her, he opened her eyes again and looked at his eyes. He looked into her eyes as he started rubbing his fingers through her hair and started fucking.

“Ah, ah, ah,” she went each time he went inside of her.

She palmed his shoulders towards the back of his neck and slowly pulled him down to a kiss. They both went “Hmm” as he still kept fucking her. She slowly wrapped her legs around his ass.

He later broke the kiss and as he looked deep into her eyes, he pinned her hands against the bed, pushing his fingers by hers. She smiled widely, as he straightened his body up and kept fucking her.

“Oh, you like dominating women, don’t you?” Kareema said, and moaned.

“Oh yeah,” he said as he kept fucking her. He pushed both her hands until they were above her head, and pinned them both using his left hand. With his right hand, he held her neck.

“Don’t worry, I won’t force too much on your neck,” Kalum said with a comforting smile.

“It’s okay, Kalum. Even if you do, that won’t harm me. I’m not human, remember?” Kareema said with a wide smile, at which point Kalum grinned wildly and mercilessly squeezed both her neck and her hands.

“Ok,” Kareema made a sound as Kalum started ramming her harder than ever, over and over again.

“Oh. Yeah, that’s it, rough me up, fuck me hard! Yes, yes!” Kareema moaned and screamed as Kalum kept ramming her harder and harder. Kalum had no idea for how long he did that. By the end, he was sweating like nothing all over her body.

Kareema wasn’t sweating. She didn’t seem tired and she seemed as lively as ever. Of course, she would. After all, she’s a ghost.

“I’m coming!” Kalum groaned as he started pushing waves of his semen into her, one after another. At the end of it, he fell on her body, like a newly cut free. He was exhausted. He got to her right hand side as he rolled off her body and laid on the mattress. She placed her right cheek on his left bicep and got close to him as she started palming his body with her left hand.

He held her left hand with his right, as he looked into her eyes again. They smiled at each other, before he pulled her closed with his left hand, kissed her forehead, and closed his eyes.

Thank you for reading my story. The story will continue.

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Hi all. This is my first story here.

Naresh, 46, was an architect and earned really well. He lived with his second wife Poonam and daughter Hetvi in Mumbai. Poonam was 12 years elder to him. His first wife, who had borne him his daughter, had died of cancer when Hetvi was a teenager. To take better care of his daughter, Naresh married again.

But Poonam turned out to be a rather shrewd and non-voting wife as well as mother. She had married Naresh for his wealth and now spent most of her time shopping or watching TV. Naresh cursed his decision to marry Poonam almost every single day.

But just when that thought hit his mind, the face of his daughter would flash infront of him and a huge smile would spread over his face. His daughter was the only person who kept him alive and happy.

Sejal was born just a year after her parents – Naresh and his first wife Rashmi married. Now at 21, she boasted of a cute face, gorgeous body and a very pretty smile. She got attention everywhere she went. Sejal loved her dad more than anything else in this world.

As Poonam showed almost no interest in the upbringing of Sejal, it was Naresh who raised Sejal with all the love and care a father can provide. For Naresh, Sejal was his princess.

Naresh and Poonam’s sex life was now non-existent. Due to age, Poonam’s vagina had become loose and her once big busty boobs now sagged over her fat tummy. Naresh didn’t really mind all that and was more than happy to fuck his wife, but Poonam had withdrawn herself from sex years back. Naresh would just spend nights masturbating.

This could have been going just the way it was, had Sejal not been introduced to the world of incest. Sejal was a bisexual at a young age as she had engaged in sexual acts with her cousin sister – Riya. The 2 would lie over each other and rub their pussies over each other’s. It was Riya who had started this but Sejal had never refused.

Soon, Sejal and Riyya lost touch. Just a year back, Riya got in touch with Sejal again. She tried to re-kindle their lesbian romance; but Sejal, now more aware about her sexuality, denied saying that she was straight.

Riya then told Sejal about incest. At first, Sejal was disgusted. But then when Riya mentioned how she used to secretly watch her own father naked, the thought of a naked Naresh flashed through Sejal’s mind and within seconds, she realized that her pussy was wet AF!

Sejal excused herself and rushed to the washroom. She pulled down her pants and panty and started fingering her tight pussy, thinking about her own dad! Within a minute, Sejal cummed like she never had!

She usually cummed very little, but that day with her father’s image in mind, Sejal had ropes of cum shooting from her pussy, trickling down her milky fair thighs.

Sejal made up her mind to get fucked by her father. She removed her top and bra and was now fully naked. She admired her own figure in the washroom mirror. Sejal’s cute round face lit up, seeing her 36D breasts and cute little brown nipples. “Dad will definitely love my body”, she told to herself.

Sejal had a flat tummy but curvaceous hips, giving her a perfect hourglass figure.

She knew how much her dad loved her and inferring from the frequent fights between her parents, she figured that their sex life was all but over. A wry smile passed over Sejal’s face as she imagined her dad fucking her in doggy position, pulling her hair and squeezing her boobs from behind.

She went out of the washroom. Riya had left already.

Sejal went to her parents’ bedroom. It was 4 in the evening and her dad was at office. Her mom was, as usual, sitting on the couch watching TV in the living room.

Sejal sneaked into the room and opened her father’s wardrobe. She looked for Naresh’s underwear. When Sejal found it, she did a crazy thing. She removed her pants and panty, wore her dad’s underwear and pulled up her pants and panty. Naresh’s underwear was now touching Sejal’s wet pussy.

Naresh usually came home around 9 pm. That day, those 5 hours were the worst for Sejal as she was eagerly waiting to see her father. Finally 10 minutes past 9, Naresh came home. He had this ritual that everyday after he returned from office, he would go to Sejal and kiss her on her forehead.

That day, as soon as Sejal saw her daddy coming to her, her pussy started dripping wet. As soon as Naresh touched her and kissed her head, she stiffened as a wave of orgasm hit her without her having touched her clit at all.

Sejal was astounded! She had never cum so much, that too in less than a minute and without touching herself. She at once knew how crazy she was for her daddy and wanted to have sex with him at any cost.

Naresh then went to the bedroom and shut the door. Sejal tip-toed to her dad’s room. The door was shut. Sejal bent down and looked through the key hole. She waited for another 2-3 minutes when she saw the bathroom door open and out came her dad, Naresh, completely naked.

Naresh stood tall at 6’1 but looked to be 6’2/6’3 due to his lean figure. He had a brownish colour, a heavy beard on his face, and amazing arms. His dick had never been too long but he had amazing girth, which was extraordinary. It had been a major reason why Poonam’s pussy got so loose.

Sejal looked at her father’s dick which was half erect due to the cold shower Naresh just had. She felt a huge pressure building up inside her.

The moment she touched one finger to her pussy, the pressure went bust and Sejal cummed again!

Seeing her dad’s dick had made her go crazy! She tried very hard to supress her moan but she couldn’t and she moaned “aaaahhh” as cum dripped down her legs. She panicked as she heard footsteps coming to the door. She gathered herself and dashed to her own bedroom.

Naresh heard the moan and rushed out of the room. He thought Sejal had hurt herself. Naresh slipped on some thick liquid on the floor right outside his bedroom. He bent down and touched it. He realized it was cum. He was shocked! He couldn’t believe that his little princess was masturbating, looking at her own dad!

Naresh went to Sejal’s room. He saw his daughter sitting on the bed, legs slightly spread, looking at him as he came inside the room.

The immense lust she had in herself for her dad was clearly visible in Sejal’s eyes. She watched him sit next to her. She leaned on his shoulder and hugged him sideways. Naresh put an arm around his daughter to hug her back. This little exchange of hugs made Sejal’s pussy wet again.

Sejal was now scared and confused. She couldn’t understand what was happening to her. She had no control over her body. Her body was responding crazily to her father’s touches.

Out of fear, Sejal started crying. Naresh got up from the bed and went to the bedroom door. He shut the door and locked it. He went back to the bed and sat next to his daughter, who was still sobbing.

Being the cool, understanding father that he was, Naresh patted his daughter to stop crying and asked her what was wrong. Sejal didn’t respond but just hugged her dad more and more tightly. Naresh roamed his hands over his daughter’s forehead, calming her down.

Sejal then blurted it all out, saying how badly she wanted him and how crazily her body was responding to his touches. Naresh had no expression on his face. He was shocked. Sejal told him how she cummed twice just by thinking of and looking at him, without touching herself. This surprised Naresh.

The father and daughter kept staring at each other. Sejal was waiting for either her dad to make a move or to say something so she can make a move on him as she badly wanted him to fuck her right there. Naresh, on the other hand, was trying to comprehend the situation and thinking of a solution but his mind was just blank!

Sejal decided to make a move. She got up from her place and sat on her daddy’s lap facing him. Her both legs were on either side of Naresh’s hips. She came as close to him as she could. Her wet pussy now rested on her father’s crotch. Sejal hugged Naresh tightly.

Naresh was too stoned to respond. He didn’t know what was right what was wrong. Sejal took both his hands and made them hug her.

Naresh, finally realized his passion and love for his daughter and hugged her tightly. Sejal was overjoyed and now the dad and daughter were hugging so tightly close, there was no space for even air to pass through.

Sejal broke the hug and was just about to kiss her dad when Poonam knocked on the door saying dinner is ready. Sejal cursed her stepmother under her breath and looked at her father. Naresh was looking at his daughter with a slight smile. Sejal kissed him on his cheeks and got up from the bed.

Both dad and daughter came out of the bedroom for dinner. After dinner, Poonam retired to bed. But neither Naresh nor Sejal went to sleep. They both knew what lay ahead of them for the night.

Around an hour after Poonam slept, Naresh crept out of his bedroom and went to his daughter’s room.

Sejal was sitting on the bed under the blanket, waiting for her daddy. Naresh stood at the door looking at his gorgeous daughter. Sejal got up from the bed and out of the blanket. She was completely naked! Naresh’s mouth went AWOL looking at his sexy daughter naked.

Sejal was the sexiest girl he had ever seen! She had medium hair, going below her breasts. Slightly curved eyebrows, and below them, two big eyes. Naresh had never noticed how deep and gorgeous his daughter’s eyes were! Her pink lips were wet with her tongue moving over them. She had a very sexy neck with pretty collar bones.

Going further down, Naresh’s eyes stopped at his daughter’s boobs. They were the living work of a great artist- they were perfect in every sense. Big boobs- 36D- big brown areolas and tiny nipples. Naresh’s dick swelled in his pants looking at his daughter’s boobs. She had a small navel and her hips were of hourglass shape.

Sejal’s pussy was dark, already wet and clean shaved. Looks like she shaved her pussy hair just now to welcome her daddy’s dick. She had milky fair thighs which were chubby- just how Naresh loved!

Sejal came close to her dad. They didn’t kiss. Sejal pulled up Naresh’s tshirt and pulled down his tracks. Both the father and daughter were naked now. Sejal decided to go all slutty over her father.

Sejal hugged her dad tightly. Naresh crushed his daughter’s body in embrace. The father-daughter duo realized they were more crazy for each other than even newly wedded couples!

Naresh decided to go gentle on Sejal. He held her naked shoulders and bought his mouth close to hers. Just as Sejal closed her eyes to have the first kiss of her life, that too from her dad, Naresh pulled her hair from behind which pushed her head back. Naresh put his mouth on Sejal’s neck and started sucking.

Sejal realized that the neck was her weak spot. She whimpered as her dad licked and bit her neck. Naresh licked Sejal’s neck all over and with the other hand, pressed his daughter’s boobs. Sejal was never so wet!

Naresh slowly came up from the neck, his tongue still in contact with his daughter’s body. Up to the chin, and then Sejal couldn’t control anymore. She held her dad’s head and put her lips on his. Naresh put his tongue out which Sejal took in her mouth. She sucked onto the tongue and that feeling gave Naresh an even harder erection!

Sejal kissed and sucked her dad’s lower lips while Naresh licked and sucked his daughter’s upper lips. Both the dad and daughter were completely lost in each other. They thought they heard Poonam getting out of the bed but none of them cared about her anymore.

Naresh’s erect dick was already touching his daughter’s cunt lips. After the kiss when Naresh jerked a bit backwards, he saw his dick was completely wet. That’s when he realized how wet his slut daughter was for him!

Naresh carried Sejal in his arms and laid her down on the bed. He put his tongue out on Sejal’s toes, licking as he went slowly up. Sejal just closed her eyes and moaned. She wanted her daddy’s dick so badly!

Naresh reached her thighs and he stood on his knees for a while, watching his daughter’s thighs in awe. They were the most sexy thighs he had ever seen!

He bent down to lick and kiss them. He loved them so much! He pinched his daughter on some parts of her thighs giving her his marks. On the other parts, he bit her hard claiming his daughter’s thighs as his!

He crept further up and came to her pussy. Naresh inhaled his daughter’s smell and felt so tempted to lick it. But he controlled himself as there were 2 huge mounds of artistic beauty resting on his daughter’s chest. He had to tend to them first.

All this time Sejal just moaned and called for her dad to fuck her. She had started pressing her own boobs and also holding her dad’s hair as he licked her all over her body. She nearly screamed when Naresh bit and pinched her thighs but she loved it a lot!

Naresh came up to his daughter’s boobs. They were the definition of perfection for him! Naresh got down on the right boobs and tried taking the whole of it in his mouth. But ofcourse, he couldn’t!

His daughter had big gorgeous boobs. He licked them gently and just when Sejal closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling, he bit her right boob very hard. Sejal couldn’t supress her scream and screamed out aloud.

Hetvi: Aaaaahhhhhh

Naresh licked his daughter’s boobs and sucked them on. He bit her nipples and while doing so, entered one finger in his daughter’s pussy. Sejal moaned and was feeling heavenly. She jerked her hips back and forth, getting fucked by her daddy’s finger.

Sejal couldn’t control anymore. She was about to cum again. So she immediately pushed her father back, took his dick and guided it to her pussy. Naresh was surprised at his daughter’s horniness. He thought Sejal is a virgin so he decided to enter slowly.

Naresh was carefully and slowly guiding his dick inside Sejal’s vagina when she suddenly jerked her hips forward, taking the whole of her daddy’s dick inside her pussy. She screamed as her daddy’s dick was much fatter than the dildos she used to masturbate.

Naresh was surprised to see no blood coming out. He started fucking his daughter, his dick going in and out of her pussy. They were fucking in missionary position. Sejal was moaning and looking directly into her dad’s eyes.

She pulled her dad’s hand and made him sleep on her, while he continued to fuck her. Naresh rested on his daughter’s big breasts, and felt a hot liquid on his dick. He looked up to see his daughter’s eyes rolled up as she had got her orgasm within a few minutes of fucking!

Naresh wasn’t even close to cumming yet. He kept up his speed, hoping to give his daughter another orgasm. Sejal was tired already as she had cummed more than thrice in the entire day. Nevertheless, she roamed her hands in her dad’s hair and jerked her hips to match her daddy’s fucking.

After a few minutes, Naresh was about to cum so he took his dick out and cummed over his daughter’s belly. Sejal took the cum and licked it all. She was again close to her 2nd orgasm so Naresh spread her legs wide and began licking his daughter’s clit.

Not even since a minute he started licking, Sejal got her lat orgasm for the day. She was exhausted! She pulled at her daddy and slept off, burying her face in his chest.

That’s my story guys. Your suggestions, comments, feedback is welcome on [email protected]

Hello dosto mera naam Naveen hai. Aaj main aap sabko apne upar gujri ek sachi kahani batane jaa raha hu. Ye kahani meri mummy ke sath hue kuch vardat ke upar hai. Ye main aap sab se share karne jaa raha hu.

Waise agar mere nazariye se aap dekhe toh ye ek sharamnak bat hai. Par mere man mein ye humesha khatakte rahega isi liye apne dil ki bhadas nikalne ke liye maine is kahani ka sahara liya hai.

Main sabse pahle aap sabko apne bare mein bata du. Nain abhi ek MNC mein job kar raha hu. Ye kahani aaj se 3 sal pahle ki hai jab main B.Tech mein padhta tha. Main aap sabko sari bate ek ek karke bataunga.

Usse pahle main aap sab ko apni mummy ke bare mein bata du. Meri mummy ka naam Barkha hai. Mummy abhi toh 42 ki hai. Lekin jab ye ghanta hui thi unki umar 39 ki thi. Meri mummy dekhne mein bohut hi sunder hai. Unki age hone ke bad bhi woh thodi age se kam young dikhti hai.

Dusre taraf mere father ek govt employee hai. Woh meri mummy se umar ke kafi bade hai toh dono ke matching mein bohut farak dikhta tha. Main bachpan se hi uncle logo ko meri mummy pe line marte hue dekhta tha. Sab firak mein rahte the ki meri mummy se bat kare.

Kai chacha log meri mummy se ‘bhabhi’ kah ke flirt bhi kar lete the aur meri mummy sabse hans ke hi bate karti thi. Meri mummy saree blouse pahenti thi. Unke blouse itne sexy hote the unke boobs ko bahar ke mard apne aankho se nap lete the.

Mummy ki matakti gaand ke sab apni nazar tika ke dekhte the. Unlogo ko dekh ke aisa lagta tha ki agar unlogo ko koi roke nahi toh yahi meri mummy ko nanga kar de sab milke. Meri mummy jab bhi parties mein skirt dalke jati thi mere papa ke dost log pagal ho jate the.

Unhe dekh ke main un logo ke ankho mein dekhta tha meri mummy ke liye hawas. Mujhe ache se yaad hai ye bat hui thi. Main mummy aur papa ke sath mein ek party mein gaya tha. Waha mere papa ke dost aur unke family ke log bhi aaye the.

Meri mummy ne skirt aur top pahna tha. Us din bohut achi lag rahi thi mummy. Main ek chair pe baith ke kha raha tha. Meri mummy kuch dur pe khadi hoke aunty logo se bate kar rahi thi. Meri mummy ki back mere taraf thi. Mere theek karib 4 uncle log the jo drink bhi kar rahe the aur starter kha rahe the.

Woh sab mere papa ke dost the itna mujhe malum tha. Woh log meri mummy ki gaand ko aur jhang ko dekh rahe the aur gandi gandi bate kar rahe the. Ek uncle kah rahe the mere papa se relate karke, “Kya sahi wife mili hai, bohut din tak maza degi,” aur ye kah ke sab hasne lage waha pe.

Ek uncle ne us uncle ki bat ka reply dete hue kaha, “Sahi kaha yaar bohut kadak hai. Abhi bhi maintain karke rakhi hai apne body ko.” Ek uncle the jo chup hoke pi rahe the aur lagatar meri mummy ki gaand ko dekh rahe the.

Unhone kaha, “Yaar sach kahu mera bohut man karta hai ek bar iski lene ka. Lekin kaise lu samajh nahi aata hai. Hath nahi rakhne degi.” Uspe unke sath wale uncle ne pucha, “Khada toh nahi ho gaya soch ke tera?”

Toh unhone reply diya, “Isko soch ke kai bar khada ho chuka hai.” Uspe sab unhe dekh ke hans rahe the aur ye bate kuch der aise chalti rahi. Haan in sab bato ke alawa bhi maine kabhi meri mummy ke taraf se kuch aisi harkat nahi dekhi ki mummy koi mard ke taraf akarshit hai ya chudwa rahi hai.

Lekin mere pitaji aur meri mummy mein is bat ko leke humesha man mutao rahta tha. Kai bar jhagde bhi ho jate the. Mummy kai bar jhagde hote mein kahti thi, “Main apne bete ke sath chali jaungi jab woh padhne jayega bahar. Aap rahna akele.” Ye jhagde din par din bhadte jaa rahe the.

Khair maine B.Tech ke exam ko clear kiya aur ek achche college mein mera admission ho gaya. Main ghar se chala gaya. Suru ke 1st year mein mujhe hostel mein room mila. Kyuki rule tha ki 1st year mein sabko hostel mein rahna hai. Fir rent pe room le sakte hai.

Toh any way sabki tarah mujhe room mila. Main apne friends ke sath collage aana jana karne laga. Fir dhire dhire collage ke jo seniors hai un logo ke bulana chalu kiya juniors ko apne flat pe. Kabhi ragging ke kabhi kuch kam karwane ke liye ye sab chal raha tha.

Ek din raggin jyada hi ho rahi thi toh mere dosto ka seniors se jagda ho gaya. Maine jagda nahi kiya lekin haan ab dosto ka jagda ho gaya. Toh sabke sath tha usi time ek bada ladka aaya. Uski bohut mast body thi aur woh age mein bhi 28-29 se kam ka nahi lag raha tha.

Maine dekha ki usko dekh ke sab seniors ki fat gayi aur woh log shant se ho gaye. Unka naam tha Abhishek. Dekh ke hi lagta tha ki jarur ye sab ise jante hai. Khair unhone hume bola apne sath aane ke liye. Fir apne room pe le gaye aur puchne lage, “Kya hua jagda kyu ho raha tha?”

Toh humne bataya,”Roz bula ke ragging lete hai yaha pe.” Unhone kaha, “Ab se darna nahi koi ragging ke liye bulaye toh mera naam le lena. Koi ragging nahi karega.” Fir hum log waha se nikal gaye.

Sab bate karne lage Abhishek ke bare mein. “Kya body hai, yaar. Jarur idhar ka koi jan pahchan ka hoga. Tabhi sabki fati hai unhe dekh ke.” Humne pata kiya toh pata chala ki Abhishek humare hi collage ke student tha. Par nashe aur ladko ke admission karane ke chakkar mein broker ban gaya.

Toh padhai uski puri nahi hui lekin college mein bohut dhak hai uski sab darte hai usse. Sanjog isi ka naam hota hai. Jis bande ka kal tak naam bhi nahi suna tha ab lagbagh roz mulakat hone lagi. Main unhe ‘sir’ karke bolta tha fir dhire dhire karke unse meri achchi jan pahchan ho gayi.

Lagbagh main roz unse unke ghar pe milne laga. Meri achchi chalne lagi. Sab jante the ki meri jan pahchan Abhishek sir se hai toh mujhe koi kuch bolta nahi tha. Abhishek mujhe jyada time apne ghar pe bula ke rakhta tha aur apne ghar ka bohut sara kaam karwa leta tha.

Main kar bhi deta tha kyuki jis bande se seniors ki fat rahi thi meri kyu nahi fatti. Haan ye alag bat thi mera khana pina free sa ho gaya tha. Kyuki uske yaha jo cook aata tha woh mere liye bhi khana bana deta tha.

Abhishek ka ek dost bhi us ghar mein barabar aata tha. Uska naam Nilesh tha. Nilesh ki body bhi Abhishek jaisi thi. Kuch hi din mein main dono se free ho gaya tha. Abhishek ke bare mein aap sabko ek bat bata du. Abhishek bohut tharki ladka tha.

Aaye din ladkiya (girlfriends ya randiyo ko leke aata tha. Un mese kuch usse badi umar ki aurte bhi rahti thi.) Jinhe lake apne kamre mein chodta tha. Kai bar maine khud dekha hai use chodte hue. Ladkiyo ko woh janta tha ki maine use kai bar dekha hai.

Usne kai bar mujhe pucha karna hai kya toh main sharam se kah deta tha nahi. Uske sath Nilesh bhi uske flat mein ladkiya lake chodta tha. Kai bar dono ek sath chodte the. Ye kahani lagbagh har 2 din ke bad ki hoti thi.

Is bat ko lagbagh 1 sal ho gaye. Bich mein 2 bar semister ki chuttiyo mein ghar bhi gaya. Lekin fir bich mein jagda dekhta tha mummy ka aur papa ka. Maine mummy se ek din kaha, “Mummy aap mere sath chaloge?” Mummy ne kaha, “Are main toh gusse mein bol deti thi, beta.”

Maine kaha, “Theek hai mummy. Par aise jhagde se toh achcha hai na ki wahi raho?” Fir ye bat us samay khatam ho gayi.

Ab second year ho chala tha. Maine apne rahne ka intezam Abhishek ke hi ghar mein lagbagh kar liya tha. Use bhi koi problem nahi thi. Room mein main apne saman ko rakh ke rahta. Ek separate room mein Abhishek independent rahta tha.

Jab Nilesh aata tha koi ladki ya randi ko leke toh main bahar ke hall mein hi shift ho jata tha. Dono bas lage rahte the chodne mein.Maine kai bar rat rat bhar dekha hai dono ko aurto ko masalte hue. Sach kahu toh mera khada ho jata tha maza aata tha ye sab dekh ke.

Ek din main ghar mein akela tha. Main apni mummy se video WhatsApp call pe bate kar raha tha. Mummy kahi bahar jane ke liye ready thi toh gajab ki sunder lag rahi thi. Main unse lagatar bate kar raha tha. Achanak se Abhishek room mein aa gaya.

Usne video call pe meri mummy ko dekha. Maine just casually Abhishek aur meri mummy ka introduce kara diya. Us samay Abhishek bohut achche se namaste karke meri mummy se bat kiya. Fir Abhishek chala gaya waha se apne kaam mein. Mummy ne bhi call rakh diya.

Usi rat ko hum log baith ke sath mein beer pi rahe the. Abhishek ne mujhse kaha, “Teri family mein kaun kaun rahta hai?” Abhishek se meri family ke bare mein first bat thi. Kyuki aaj se pahle kabhi ye sab bate nahi hui thi. Maine use bataya ki ghar mein kaun kaun hai. Woh sun raha tha.

Abhishek ne mujhse kaha, “Naveen ek bat kahu tujhse?” Maine kaha, “Bol na.”

“Teri mummy bohut sunder hai.”

Mujhe Abhishek ki bat bohut casual si lagi kyuki haan sach mein mummy sunder hai dikhne mein. Aur aisa koi bhi dekhega toh bolega hi. Abhshek ne mujhse kaha, “Kya umar hogi teri mummy ki?” Maine bataya 39 hai. Usne kaha, “Itni age mein kafi achi dikhti hai.”

Maine usse kaha, “Haan mummy sunder hai.” Fir humlog sath mein baith ke beer pine lage. Maine sone ke liye gaya toh sach kahu mujhe Abhishek ki bate gunji ki Abhishek ne meri mummy ko sunder kaha usne aaj meri mummy ko pahli bar dekha lekin fir maine apne dimag se woh sab nikali aur so gaya.

Agle din sham ko Abhishek gym se aaya. Usne mujhe kaha, “Daru piyega?” Maine kaha haan. Mujhe paise diye aur kaha chakhna, cigarette, sab lekar aa. Main chala gaya. Jab tak main aaya maine dekha ek 40-41 sal ki aurat aayi hui thi waha pe.

Woh aurat bohut sunder thi dikhne mein. Sach kahu dosto maine jab unhe dekha mujhe ek dum meri mummy jaisi dikh rahi thi. Woh unhone skirt pahen rakha tha aur upar top pahen rakha tha. Main room mein chala gaya saman rakh ke.

Abhishek ander aaya kaha, “Kya hua? Aana bahar, baith tu, piyenge.” Maine pucha, “Ye kaun hai?” Usne kaha, “Iska pati aaj bahar gaya hai toh milne aayi hai. Subah chali jayegi yaha se.”

Maine kaha, “Ye randi nahi hai?” Abhishek ne kaha,”Behanchod marwayega tu mujhe. Dhire bol.” Fir woh bhi hansa aur main bhi. Maine dekha Abhishek aur woh aunty sath mein baithe hue the. Aur sath mein cigarette aue daru sab pi rahe the.Woh aunty ek dum frank thi Abhishek ke sath mein.

Dosto mujhe abhi tak yahi lagta tha ki sirf randiya apne tange kholti hai gair mardo ke samne. Mujhe nahi malum tha ki housewives bhi aise apne sex ko satisfy karti hai.

Mujhe us time bas yahi lag raha tha, “Kya meri mummy bhi aise kisi ke sath…?”

Agar meri story pasand aayi toh mujhe mail kijiye [email protected] aage ka part agle kahani mein bataunga.

Hello friends, en nanbanin thangaiyai eppadi usar seithu iruvarum mater seithom enbathai intha tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam solugiren. Vaarungal kama ulagathirkul selalam, en nanbanin peyar muthu avan ippozhuthu thaan veli naatil irunthu uuruku vanthu irukiraan, aanal naangal ethirchiyaaga santhithu kondom.

Naangal chennaiyil vasithu vanthu irunthom, naan finix maalil aadai eduthu kondu irunthen. Andru en nanbanuku pirantha naal enbathaal call seithu pirantha naal vaazhthukal sollinen, pinbu engu irukiraai endru keten, avan naan maalil thaan da irukiren endru sollinaan. Naanum mallil thaan irukiren, ena oru aachariyam paarungal.

Iruvarum ondraaga santhithu kati pidithu engalin natpai pagirnthu kondom, avan oru hotelku sela vendi irukirathu neeiyum variyaa endru ketan? Naanum udane sari varugiren endru sollinen, pinbu iruvarum ondraaga hotel sendrom. Angu muthu thangai irunthaal veru iru pengalukum veru oru paiyanum irunthaargal.

Enaku appozhuthu theriya vilai, muthu thangai udan kaama uravu kolven endru. Iruvarum nandraaga en idam pesi pazhaga aarambithaargal. Pengal anaivarum sexiyaaga irunthaargal, athu matum ilamal muthu thangai mulai perithaaga irunthathu. Aval mulaiyai ithu naal varai munbu paarkum pozhuthu avalavu perithaaga irukaathu.

Ippozhuthu pinji pazhuthu vitathu, naangal ondraaga irukum pozhuthe muthu thangai nandini mulaiyaal yaarum paarkatha pozhuthu ennai idithaal. Aval idikum pozhuthe en sunni viraika aarambithu vitathu, iruvarum kaamamaaga adikadi urasi konde irunthom, naan nandiniyai urasuvathai veru oru pen paarthu vital.

Aval nandiniyin thozhi aanal naangal thadavi kolvathai avargal thapaga eduthu kola villai. Nandrini moodu aaga aarambithaal, pengal moodu aaginaal kandipaaga avargalaal kama sugathai katu padutha mudiyaathu. Nandhini nindru kondu irukum pozhuthu en kai viralgalaal suthai thadavi sugathai anuba vaika aarambithen.

Aval suuthu ilamaiyaaga sirithu perithaagave irunthathu vidamal avalin suuthil yarum paarkatha pozhuthu kai vaithu konde irunthen. Kaama sugamaaga irunthathu, enake ippadi irukirathe innum nandiniku eppadi irukum. Aval sema moodil irunthaal, en kaiyai irukamaaga adikadi yaarum paarkatha pozhuthu pidithu kondaal.

Anaivarum sapidum pozhuthu nandini en arugil amarnthu kondaal, naan kadaisiyaaga amarnthu kondu irunthen. Athanaal en arugil nandini aval arugil thozhi amarnthu irunthaal. Engalin mune muthu pinbu veru oru nanban amarnthu pesi konde sapida aarambithom. Appozhuthu nandini idathu kai keezhe irunthathu.

Enathu valathu kaiyaal sapitu kondu irunthathaal ennai nandiniyai thadava mudiya villai, nandini aval kaiyai muthalil en thudiayil vaithaal, thudaiyil vaikum pozhuthu ena ival thairiyamaaga hotelile kaiyai en thudaiyil vaikiraal, oru velai mun anubavamaaga iruka athiga vaaipu irukirathu.

Nandini mugathai paarthen, aval mugam muzhuvathum kaama aasai vazhinthu kondu irunthathu.

Sapitu konde kaiyai porumaiyaaga en thudai meethu vaithu thadava aarambithaal. Thudaiyil kai vaithu porumaiyaaga kaiyai sunniku eduthu sela aarambithaal.

Naan ithai sirithum ethir parka villai, sunniyil nandini kai vaipaal endru. Ennai anaivaridamum sariyaaga pesa mudiya villai, nandini kaiyai en sunniyil vaithu thadava aarambithaal.

En sunni nangu viraithu jatiyil maati kondu irunthathu, naan satai aninthu kondu irunthen, athu konjam neelamaagave irukum.

Moodu thanga mudiyaamal en pant zipai kayati sunniyai veliyil eduthu vitu viten, ithai yaarum neengal satrum ethir paarthu iruka maatergal. Aanal enaku moodu thanga mudiya vilai ena seivathu endru theriyaamal ippadi seithu viten.

Nandini suniyai irukamaaga pidithaal, en sunni konjam thadimbalaaga 6” irukum. Sunni munai thol pine vanthu irukum.

Sunni mele paartha padi konjam valainthu irukum, nandini athai kaiyil pidithu kondu sapitu kondu irunthaal. Naanum en sataiyaal sunniyai maraithu kondu sapitu kondu irunthen. Engalin pine suvar matum thaan irunthathu, athanaal engalai yaarum parka vaaipu athigam kidaiyaathu.

Sexiyaaga sunniyai nandini adika aarambithaal, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa sugam athigamaaga aaga aarambithathu. En nanban ennai paarthu nandraaga saapidu daa endru sollinaan, naan sari da sapidugiren endru sollinen. ( aanal manathil saptal un thangaiyai thaan da sapida vendum endru ninaithu konden).

Nandhini aval kerchiefai keezhe pottu vittu yaarum parkatha nilaiyil thalaiyai table kezhe guninthu edupathu pondru en sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappi suvaithaal.

Aval karamaana unavu sapitu kondu irunthaal, athanaal sunniyil sirithu erichal eera aarambithathu. Antha hotelil irukum toilet aangal pengal endra paagu paadu ilamal yaar vendumanalum sendru siru neer kazhithu kolalam.

Naan sapitu mudithu vittu en sunni erichalaaga irukirathu endru sunniyai zipkul anapi vegamaaga rest room sendren. Aanal nandini ethaiyo solli vittu vegamaaga naan selum rest roomku vanthaal, naan ithai sirithum ethir paarkave illai.

Eppadi aval thairiyamaaga ithai ellam seigiraal endru, en nanbanuku theriyaathu iruvarum rest room sendru irukirom.

Naan vegamaaga sendru sunniyai neer uuri kazhuvinen, kazhuvi vittu veliyil varum pozhuthu nandini en mune nirkiraal.

Iruvarum ithu thaan tharunam endru rest room sendru kathavai thapal pottu irukamaaga kati pidithu ithazhil mutham seiya aarambithom, sexiyaaga ilamaiyaana avalin ithazhil kiss seithu aval suuthil kai vaithu thadava aarambithen.

Nandhinin en sunniyil kai vaithu irunthal, iruvarum sexiyaaga lip lock seithu kondom. Nandini mulai irandum en meethu pattu azhunthi irunthathu, nandinin muliayai veliyil eduthu thai vaai vaithu sappi suvaika aarambithen.

Nandhini ennai paarthu kama aasaiyil sunniyai kanbi endru sollinaal, naan udane sunniyai zipai kayati veliyil eduthu viten.

Sunniyai paarthathum nandhini kutha vaithu amarnthu sunniyai umba aarambithaal, sunniiyai sexiyaaga munum pinum thalaiyai asianthu sappi umbinaal. Aval sunniyai umbuvathile therinthathu munbe yar sunniyaiyo sappi umbi irukiraal enbathu. Sunniyai nandhini vaaiyil vittu kondu thalaiyai thadavai koduthen.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa naakai suni munaiyil vaithu naki sugam koduthaal, haaaaaaaaaaaaa sugathil en kangal sorugina. Aval vidamal kaiyaal sunniyai pidithu adithu konde umba aarambithaal, enaku sunniyil vinthu varum sugam eer pada aarambithathu.

Innum avalai ooka villai endra ennam manathil irunthathu aanal atharku ithu tharunam kidaiyaathu, neram kidaikum pozhuthu muzhumaiyaaga nandhiniyai sex seiyalam endru ninaithu konden.

Athu avalukum therinthathu, ooka ithu sariyaana tharunam kidaiyaathu endru.

Nandhini sunniyai sexiyaaga sappi umbi konde irunthaal, sunniyiil vinthu vara pogirathu endru avalidam soluvatha vendama endru theriya villai. Nandhini kalluri irandam aandu padithu varugiraal, kalluriyil suniyai umbi niraiya anubavam pola sexyaaga sunniyai urinthu umbi vidugiraal.

Naangal ingu vanthu 5 nimidam aagugirathu, innum neram aaginaal enaku call seithu azhaipaargal. Athanaal enakum sunni sikiramaaga vara vendum endru thaan irunthathu. Urinthu konde sunnniyai mudintha varai vizhungi umbum pozhuthu enaku moodu eeri nandhini vaaiyil en sunni vinthu sendrathu.

Nandhini oru sottu kuda vidamal sunni kanjai sappi urinthu kudithu vital. Sunniyai umbi muditha udan sunniiyai kazhuvi vittu kathavai thiranthu veliyil sendren, yaaravathu irukiraargala endru aanal naan kathavai thirakum pozhuthu nandhiniyin thozhi ennai paarthu vital, ulle sela paarthaal naan vendam endru sollinen.

Aanal tharkul nandhini rest room veliyil vanthu vital, nandhini naan paarthu kolugiren endru soli aval udan irunthaal.

Naan vega vegamaaga sapidum edathirku vanthu irunthen, en nanban ena da ivalavu neram endru ketan? Naan avasaramaaga toilet vanthu vitathu da endru solli samalithen. Pinbu nandhini matrum avalin thozhiyum vanthaargal.

Nandhini thozhi ennai oru vitha kaama paarvaiyil paarthu kondu irunthaal, enaku therinthathu avaludanum aduthu kaamam seiyum velai varum endru.

Naangal sapitu mudithu vittu kilambinom, en idam bike irunthathu. Perunthu nilaiyam varai bikeil thaan sela vendi irukum, athanaal en udan nandhiniyin thozhi kaalgalai iru pakamum pottu amarnthaal. Mulai en muthugil azhunthiyathu, thodarum.

Hello, My Dear Readers. ‘Sex With Mom’ is a new series I am trying to compile. It will be a collection of stories, and each episode will feature a new sexual encounter between a son and his mother.

Unlike my other stories, this is not a completely character-driven subject. And focuses more on the sexual acts, of the incestuously charged couple.

The story is narrated by 19-year-old, Hardik. Happy Reading!

My 39-year-old mom, Koena, walked into her bathroom, in a yellow-colored bra-type nighty slip, that just about covered her upper thighs. It looked great on her slightly tanned skin.

Her body, sized 34-26-36, always managed to excite me. And her C-cups were ogled at, with a lot of lust.

My mom looked at herself on the large mirror, on the wall of her bathroom. The neck of her nighty was low and exposed a lot of her bust. She stripped out of it, revealing her luscious naked body.

My mom just couldn’t stop herself from thinking about the day. Last week, she stood in front of the same mirror in a lovely white kurti. She was ready to go out with my dad, and fresh after a bath.

Her hair was still not fully dry. She had a quick shower, that day, and she could feel the dampness of the shower-gel on her boobies and butt. And that was when she noticed somebody was inside the wardrobe, in her bathroom.

But, just a few seconds later, she was sucking my cock. It was the first time she was giving a blowjob to any man, and also the first act of physical intimacy between me and my mother.

I was hiding in her bathroom all this while. And I had seen her wet and naked, in the shower. I had stroked myself to orgasms, twice, looking at her rubbing her foam-filled hands all over her hot body. But, I had also been caught.

My mom grew red with anger. She was hurt and felt ashamed of having given birth to a shameless creep like me.

She lashed out at me until she noticed the size of my cock. I was still half-naked, and my shorts were on the floor, over my feet. And, I had still not stopped stroking either.

Nothing more was said or asked, and my mom was already on her knees. It has been a week since then, and I was home for the weekend, again.

My mom very conveniently left the bedroom door unlocked, for me to sneak in. And I did exactly that, the moment I saw my dad glued onto the TV set.

My mom looked at my image on the large mirror, as I fucked her from the back, inside her bathroom. She could see herself being overtaken by lust, and she bit her lips with pleasure, as I forced my dick deep inside her pussy hole.

I lifted and placed her leg on the washbasin counter, and shoved my dry middle finger inside her tight virgin butt-hole. Her ass cheek was parted to the side, and as the speed of my thrusts increased. I inserted one more finger into her backdoor.

She had started to moan loudly. I could see the hunger in her face in the mirror. I wanted her to look straight into my eyes, as I fucked her. I immediately turned her around. Making her sit on the counter, I once again penetrated her dripping mature cunt, with my 9-inch long cock.

My mom had cum twice, and she was ready to repeat it, all day long. She caressed my chiseled chest, as she licked her upper lips, looking at me. Hearing my dad call out mom’s name, we quickly entered the shower and turned it on.

My mom was on her knees, for the second time for me. She gladly licked my cock, as hot water from the shower hit on my back. My dick was very erect now, and so rigid, it was just too upright, and wouldn’t bend at all. My mom’s tongue sure was too hot for my young prick.

She raised her butt, and sat on the air, holding my hand tightly, for support, and continued to accommodate extra hard cock, in her mouth.

My mom was soon back on her feet. She pushed her hips towards my manhood
and asked me to enter her mature love hole, from the rear, again.

My throbbing young dick was sliding inside her horny wet pussy, when dad knocked on the door, asking how long she was going to take. They had a get-together to attend.

“Just a minute, honey. I am only making sure I look good enough for you. And you will be proud of your wife,” my mom replied, forcing herself onto my cock, asking me not to slow down.

Listening to mom talk to dad, as I fucked her, turned me on, even more. She was ready to lie to her husband, for her son. And I started ramming her harder, also groping her firm boobs.

I was nearing an orgasm, and with all the blood being pumped in, my mom realized it too.

She turned her head back to see my face, as I filled my mother. She grabbed my balls, and squeezed them, making sure the last drop of cum in my body, was discharged inside her wanting pussy.

“Have you seen, Hardik?” my dad asked, standing outside the bathroom door.

“Oh, honey! How will I? I was in the shower. Are you too naive to think he would be inside?” my mom asked, opening the door a bit, and putting her head out.

I was shocked. My 55-year-old dad was just a meter away from catching his naked son, inside his wife’s bathroom. And my mom was slutty enough to ask that question.

“Hahaha. You are so funny, Koena. It’s just that I can’t find him anywhere around. He is normally always right there, watching TV, whenever he is home,” my dad said, a bit concerned.

“Oh! Don’t panic, honey. He must be studying in his room. You know how scared of you he is,” my mom said looking at me, almost giggling.

“And, honey, you should stop worrying about him. He is a big boy, now. A very big boy!” my mom stressed, staring at my big cock, as dad left the room.

To be continued.

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

Welcome back.

17 June 1985 Monday
7:49 pm

Kareema went to Anita. She was dressed in her panty and bra. Kareema asked Anita why she never has sex with men of Kareema’s own culture. Anita responded that she has experience of sex with one of those men and he was abusive with her.

Kareema didn’t know why that made Anita stay away from all men of her culture. But from what she knew, all the Sinhalese men she had had sex so far had larger dicks than her husband did.

18 June 1985 Tuesday

Kareema woke up early in the morning. Anita was still asleep.

She was seeking modesty in life, even though she knew damn well she was gonna break it soon enough. She would do it in a heartbeat if the situation arises, and she knew that.

Imagining her self being thrown around and being used, made her wet. What would it be like? She thought. She knew, with Anita’s help, she’d be able to see what it was like, even at the hands of more than one man, if she wanted to.

Then she heard an unclear sound. A sound like that of a lock being opened. Soon enough, she heard light footsteps. The curtain of the room was pulled aside, and someone entered.

A man! And behind him three other men! From the mirror in front of her, she saw who that was. Yes, that was the face of a man she had seen only once before. It was Gihan’s!

“We meet again,” Gihan said as he approached Kareema, slowly. She stood up, and stayed still, lowering her gaze. She was silent.

“Who else is at home? Is the other woman home too?” Gihan asked as he approached Kareema from behind, and started feeling her with his right hand.

“Ahh,” Kareema moaned, turning her face to her left side and closing her eyes. Gihan massaged her collar area a few times, before starting to rub her down her arm.

At the end of her arm, he placed his palm on the outside of her hand and held it sending his fingers between hers. “Did you hear what I asked?” Gihan asked as he placed his left palm on her belly and started rubbing her up towards her breast.

“Please don’t hurt her. I’ll do anything!” Kareema said, and moaned, as Gihan’s left hand squeezed her left boob. As he repeatedly squeezed her left boob, his right had also rubbed her up to her right boob and started squeezing it.

“Ah!” She moaned, closing her eyes shut and turning her face towards. He pulled her and got her pressed against himself as he kept massaging her boobs for a little longer. Meanwhile, he slowly placed his chin on her left shoulder.

She turned her face towards him and they started sharing a kiss. His left hand rubbed her towards her neck and started massaging her neck. His right hand rubbed her down to her pussy and started massaging her there.

“Ahh,” she moaned as she broke the kiss and turned her face upwards, as he continued massaging her neck. “How many cocks have you had at the same time?” Gihan asked as he started pulling up her clothing.

“Three,” she said as she held her clothes and took it off her body.

“Three? Today’s gonna be your lucky day, then,” Gihan said with a smile as he stepped back.

Now she was standing in front of the four men, wearing only her bra and panty.

“From now onwards, you’ll only answer what you’re asked. Clear?”

“Yes,” Kareema said, lowering her gaze.

“Good. Boys, let’s get busy.”

Soon enough, the four men surrounded her.

“What are you doing? Hey, stop! Mmm!” Kareema tried to pretend to dislike it, even though deep down she wanted it more than anything.

“Don’t try to scream, honey!” Gihan said as he got her both armed locked behind her using his left arm. With his right arm had her mouth covered.

“If you even try…Well, you’ll see what, you understand!?”

Kareema just nodded her head.

“Good girl, now Piyal, Nimal, Wimal…move!” Gihan said.

Gihan let go of her and quickly unhooked her bra, and pushed it off her shoulders. She turned her shoulders forth and let it fall to the ground. Piyal pulled her panty down to her ankles. She walked out of it.

“Look how wet it already is!” Piyal said. It made Kareema go red with shame. “Lying preventive one! What were you pretending to dislike it for, huh?” Piyal asked as he threw her panty away and came towards her.

“Please don’t hurt me,” Kareema said in an almost crying tone, as her both armed were locked behind her by Gihan.

Gihan had her arms held in position with his left arm. With his right hand, he held her jaw and turned her face to her right side. He started sharing a kiss with her.

“Mmmh,” she started moaning as Piyal and Nimal started playing with and sucking her left and right boobs, respectively. When she felt their teeth on her nipples, that sent currents through her entire body.

Soon enough, Wimal knelt in front of her pussy and started eating it. From time to time she felt his tongue, teeth, and knuckle against her clitoris. She started rubbing Gihan’s cock with her right hand through his pants. Soon enough, she managed to push his zip down and pull it out.

She started rubbing it up and down. Soon enough, she was so wet she had a hard time even standing. Her legs started bending. Gihan let go of her. So did the others. She knelt in front of Gihan and started sucking his cock.

“Don’t suck it too hard. I don’t wanna come before I get inside of you,” Gihan said.

She smiled wildly and started sucking his cock, occasionally rubbing it up and down from time to time.

“Mmm,” She was making a sound.

Meanwhile, the other three got fully naked and started rubbing their cocks up and down.

“Suck it,” he said as he pushed his cock into her mouth, held her head with both hands, and started fucking her mouth, slowly. She placed both hands on his thighs and held them.

“Oh,” she made a sound each time he rammed into her mouth. Gihan left her head for a second and pulled himself out. As Kareema waited for him to position again, Piyal came behind her and knelt behind her, close to her with his knees outside hers.

He hugged her from behind and kissed her a few times around her shoulders and her upper back, massaging her boobs.

“God, this body is so awesome!” Piyal exclaimed. Kareema turned her face towards him with a smile.

“What’s your name, beautiful?”

“Kareema.”

“Kareema? Doesn’t that mean generous, right guys?” Piyal asked the others. They seemed to have no idea.

“Doesn’t that Kareema?” Piyal asked Kareema.

“Yes,” Kareema answered, with her eyes lowered to the ground. Piyal kissed her right shoulder again.

Piyal held her neck with his left hand and kissed and licked the right side of her neck, as he started rubbing her pussy with his right hand.

“Aaah,” Kareema moaned, turning her face upwards closing her eyes.

“Hey! Let her suck my thing!” Gihan finally interrupted angrily. Piyal broke the kiss.

“Suck him off, darling!” Piyal said as he held her hair tightly in his right hand and slowly lowered her to Gihan’s cock. He was now laying on his back, with his legs apart and his cock close to Kareema’s mouth.

Kareema lowered her face on Gihan’s cock, pulled her hair to her right side with her right hand, and held his cock with her both hands.

“Wow, give your Sinhalese cock to this mouth!” Kareema said, and spat the gland, before starting to ride it, moving her head up and down. As Gihan held her head with his hands and started controlling the rhythm, she bent her back and pulled her ass upwards.

“Oh man, look at that,” Piyal said and slapped her ass cheeks, one once.

“Mm,” Kareema moaned each time, with Gihan’s cock still inside of her. Piyal laid on his back with his face under her pussy, and slowly started pushing her legs apart.

Kareema took the signal and pushed her legs apart, lowering her pussy towards Piyal’s mouth. He started eating it. “Mmm,” Kareema started moaning as she started feeling Piyal’s tongue and lips around her pussy.

It wasn’t long before she started shivering. She immediately removed Gihan’s cock and fell on her back on the floor.

“Aah, shit!” Kareema moaned as she orgasmed all over the floor. She was rubbing her pussy hard with her right hand, slapping it repeatedly.

“Oh my god, gimme all of your cocks!” Kareema pleaded. The men laughed. They waited for her to come back to her senses.

“Very well,” Gihan said as he and Piyal held her hands and pulled her to her feet.

“Is there a room we can use?” Gihan asked her.

“There’s one in the back,” Kareema said. The men had their eyes shining with lust.

“Good, let’s go…”

The five entered the back room. There were a bed and a mattress in the room. Nothing else. Everyone was in within seconds. The men pulled the mattress to the floor.

“I guess there’s no need for foreplay,” Gihan said as he went forth and laid on his back on the mattress. His cock was like a rocket towards the sky. Kareema sat with her legs on both sides of his waist and lowered herself on his cock, taking his entire length inside of her. He started riding her.

“Aaah…aaah,” Kareema was moaning, squeezing her boobs with her own hands. Gihan rubbed her waist and lower back up and down and slapped her ass now and then. His slaps weren’t hard or painful but they had made her milky white ass cheeks red.

The other three guys joined. Piyal held her head with both hands and pulled her upwards himself, ramming her mouth on the process. The other two guys pulled each of her hands towards their cocks.

Soon enough, Kareema was riding Gihan, giving a blowjob to Piyal, and handjobs to two other guys, all at the same time.

Multitasking! Women are generally better at that and this is the whole purpose, right here!

“Man, I’m having the best time of my life,” Nimal said to Wimal.

“Yeah, me too,” Wimal responded.

Gihan held her ass with his hands and started riding her up and down faster. She took the signal and started riding him fast herself. This made her hard to concentrate on the other three tasks, but the men were using her head and her hands on their cocks anyway, so the act went on.

“Mm, mm, mm,” Kareema was moaning.

“Aaah…yes, yes…I’m cumming!” Gihan moaned as he pushed her off his cock. Loads, one after another, went up and fell on her back. Once Gihan was empty, he slid off her and sat on the bed. Then, Piyal removed his cock from her face and replaced Gihan.

But unlike Gihan, Piyal slid under her with his face towards her front. “You know what to do,” Piyal said as he slapped her pussy with his cock. She lowered herself on his cock, taking it in, and started riding him too.

Meanwhile, the other two were still getting masturbated with her hands. Piyal squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples from time to time, as she kept riding her.

Later, Nimal said, “I got an idea,” as he removed his cock from her hand and went towards her back.

Kareema knew what was gonna happen but she didn’t mind anyway. As Wimal started fucking her mouth, Nimal knelt behind her, pushed her a little forward, and got inside of her ass.

“Mmm,” Kareema moaned long moans, with Wimal’s cock in her mouth, as Nimal kept fucking her ass. Now, he needed nothing else to do that ejaculate soon. He held her hip and kept fucking her fast.

“Aaah…I’m coming,” he finally said as he too removed himself, and came all over her back and hair as well. Nimal too sat on the bed by Gihan.

Then, Piyal held her neck with both hands and pulled her face towards his, forcing her to remove Wimal’s cock from her mouth. He pulled her face close and shared a kiss with her. She closed her eyes, and with a smile, enjoyed the kiss.

“Lie on your back,” Piyal said, once he broke the kiss.

She laid on her back, and as Piyal laid on her, he slowly penetrated her and hugging her tightly, started fucking her.

“Ah, ah, ah,” she moaned each time he penetrated. He too was fucking her with his life now. He wanted to ejaculate soon too.

“I’m gonna come…aaah,” Piyal moaned. She knew what would happen if she let her come inside of her.

She immediately pushed him off with her all strength. A second later, wave after wave of his semen hit her stomach, as she immediately covered her pussy with both hands.

As Piyal knelt aside, Wimal came forth and masturbated his load all over her hair, face, and breast.

“Aaah,” Kareema moaned, as she started collecting all the semen she could and pushing them into her mouth with her fingers, “that was some real good time.”

“Let’s go, boys,” Gihan said, standing up. The others were about to leave the room, when Gihan said, “We’ll come back sometime later, Kareema.”

“No, you won’t,” Kareema said with a wild smile. Gihan was surprised and he seemed offended.

“What does that mean?”

“This,” Kareema said as he pulled something off the lower side of the bed. It made a “click!” Sound, with the help of her thumb.

It was the handgun that she stole from Gihan the last time!

I hope you enjoyed the story. Let me know your comments on email or hangouts at [email protected].

All responses are welcome. No need to worry. I’ll be back soon. The story will continue. Until then, peace.

Hello guys, I am Adi. I have been living in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia for the last 1 year. This story is about a Nerdy girl of Chinese ethnicity who works in my office. She is on a different team. This might be a little long story but bear with me as this gets interesting.

One day after office I was leaving for home. I saw this girl going into a shop just opposite our office. I casually followed her just so that she will notice and maybe I’ll get a chance to talk to her. As soon as I entered I saw her walking to the billing counter.

So I quickly grabbed a can of Ginger Ale and stood behind her to bill it. She was talking to the cashier in the local Malay language. But I got the gist that she didn’t have cash with her and the store was having problems with online payments.

I had a look at the counter. She had taken a box of choco chip cookies and Kotex. She looked kind of desperate to leave. I figured that she had an unexpected early visit from her monthly cycles. Anyway, I offered to help and said I would pay. She noticed me there for the first time that I was here.

She recognized me as we sit on the same floor and accepted my help. She waited outside the shop for me and said that she will pay me back tomorrow. I said, “It’s fine, no need to pay back.” I denied the promise of taking the money a couple of times.

She got irritated and asked, “Why don’t you want your money back?” I said, “Why don’t you repay me by having dinner with me sometime?” She was a bit shocked that some guy asked her out. She replied that she has work pending in office today and she immediately left.

I felt like a loser who got shot down by a nerd. This was new to me as usually this never happens to me. I am 6 ft tall with a good V-shaped athletic body. A little tummy is coming out in the last couple of years. But I look decent and never get turned down like this.

Anyway, next morning in office as soon as I logged in I got a ping from her on our office communicator. It said, “Hi, Good Morning!” I was so happy to see her ping that I started dreaming about fucking her right there. Suddenly my teammate asked for my help and I forgot to reply.

Around 10.30 she again messaged me and apologized for not saying thank you yesterday. I took a chance and asked her to come to the cafeteria at 11 am. I entered the cafeteria and saw her sitting at the corner table. She looked at me and I started walking up to her.

It’s time now to describe her. She is a typical Chinese girl, small eyes, a cute smile. She’s got nice cheekbones. She wears those big glasses. In India, we call them Soda Bottle ‘chashma’. She has a very hot body but always dresses up like a nerd, wearing a loose top or sometimes just a hoodie on jeans.

She never comes to the office in a skirt or western one-piece office wear. I have observed she never talks to anyone. She just comes to the office, works and goes home. Even in breaks, she sits alone to have lunch. But under the clothes, she has a nice rack, not like the skinny size zero Chinese girls.

She has a good amount of flesh on her chest and a big nice round ass which even her loose baggy jeans are not able to hide from my prying eyes. She is extremely fair and not like the pale looking Chinki people. She is fair and she becomes pink in stressful situations.

Her name is Jiang Zhou and her English name is Jessie. These people have 2 names because its very difficult to pronounce their original names.

So, back to our story. I reached. We hesitantly introduced ourselves shook hands and sat down. The conversation was very awkward.
Jiang: Thank you very much for helping me yesterday.
Me: Oh! No problem, You’re welcome.

Jiang: Sorry for running away so abruptly.
Me: I’m sorry too, I should have not asked. I don’t know what your status is…

She cut me in between.
Jiang: No no, it’s not that, it’s just that I was in a very uncomfortable position at that moment.

We both understood we have drifted to her periods and that this conversation has taken a weird direction. We both were looking down at our coffee mugs. There was a good 10-15 seconds silence. I could not think of anything to say and suddenly I blurted out.

Me: I believe you should be happy, that’s a good sign, it means you’re not pregnant. Right? Hahaha!

I could not speak a word and she was just staring at me. She was shocked and was looking at me with a confused face. But then she got the joke and started laughing. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Blah Blah Blah. After this, we spoke for half an hour. Finally, it was decided that she would repay me by taking me out on Saturday to see a Museum which is about 100 km away from Kuala Lumpur.

4 days later, Saturday morning she came to pick me up in her car. Oh my God! Jessie was like she is a completely different person. She wore lens that day and ditched her soda bottle glasses. I could see her full face. With a little makeup on she looked completely like a model.

On top of that, she wore a Maroon color small skirt type frock which ended on her thighs way above her knees. Her thick shiny straight hair flowing with the wind as she came out and greeted me.

I just said, “Wow,” and looked at her from top to bottom. I got stuck at her thick milky thighs and her curved in shape calf muscles. She was looking like a sports model with her perfectly shaped calf muscles and thighs. She just snapped her fingers and said, “Shall we go?”

I came out of my trance and we sat in the car. I was so excited that I will go on a long drive with her. But guys, the roads here are so good. We covered 100 km in less than 70 minutes. We were just talking about general stuff. I didn’t get much time in the car so I decided to make it up on our tour outside.

We roamed around the whole day. I carefully made my moves, impressed her with my jokes. She also wanted to be with me. So it was an easy day for me. By the end of the day, we were holding hands while walking. Holding each other and taking selfies standing so close that even the air cannot pass.

We left the place and reached KL. Jiang’s house was on the way. I decided to drop her and take a cab from there and go home. We stopped a lane before her house. I called a cab while we were still talking. The cab came I said goodbye and leaned in for a goodbye kiss.

The kiss was again a disaster. I leaned in for a lip kiss she thought we will do a cheek to cheek kiss. It was just a comedy of errors on how we both first tried to kiss at cheeks and then on the lips. We both took it jokingly and I left and went towards my cab.

As I held my cab door and waved bye to her I realized this is once in a lifetime opportunity and I should not leave it. I ran back to Jiang’s car, opened the door and sat in. She was surprised as fuck to see me. I leaned in holding her head with my right hand and gave a deep smooch.

It must have lasted around 30 seconds or so. Once I stopped the smooch I removed my hand from her shoulder and said, “I wanted to make our first kiss to be perfect and memorable.”

Jiang also wanted the same thing, and she played along with it. She said, “I believe it still needs some practice its not perfect yet.” I got confused and didn’t get any signal. So I asked her, “So this means I need to kiss you again to improve?”

She said, “Yes dummy! Give me some sugar”

We again started to smooch. Slowly we were indulged in a full-fledged French kiss with our tongue exploring each other’s mouth. We were completely lost in each other and suddenly the cab driver honked. I broke the kiss opened the app and canceled the cab.

I suggested going to my place. She agreed and she started the car. We were on the road again. This time I started playing with her hair, moving my fingers through her neck and earlobes. After some time I moved down kept my hand on her thigh and slowly moved her frock up.

Those sexy thighs were looking gorgeous. I moved my finger around and reached till the point thighs end and the pussy region starts. All this time she was controlling herself. But finally, she said, “Can’t you wait for 5 minutes? We will reach home and you can do whatever you want.”

I said, “What I want is right here at my fingertips. Why waste time?” She was blushing and I continued measuring her thighs with my fingers. I even slid my fingers on her pussy lips and pinched it a couple of times. We parked our car and started kissing in the elevator, forget the CCTV cameras.

I carried her through the corridor to my home. As soon as we entered we ripped each other’s clothes and started kissing. It was pure lust and nothing else. We were naked. She was playing with my rod. I was roughing up her nipples while we kissed. I kissed her neck for some time and moved to her boobs.

They were not huge but big enough to pass the ‘Pencil Test’ where the girl can hold a pencil under her boob. The pink little areola and her pink tiny nipples were making me mad. They were perfect. I licked them flicked them pinched them. I held both the boobs and tried to fit them in my mouth.

She got a good 5-minute massage from my bare hands. I left her boobs and we again started kissing. Slowly she cupped my balls and started to feel them. Guys, I must tell you I’m a little sensitive in that area and anything near my balls I am very scared.

So I left her boobs and removed her hands from my nutsack. I lifted her by holding her through her plumpy hips. I moved towards my sofa and made her sit on it. I kneeled on the floor. Suddenly she broke the kiss and kicked me to the ground. She adjusted herself by sitting on the edge of the sofa.

She put her head back spread her legs apart and just covering her pussy with her left hand. I was just admiring the view I have in front of me. A lusty Chinese girl who is not a nerd, sitting on my sofa naked spreading her legs. The thick thighs meeting at the vagina making the perfect view a guy could ever see sitting in front of him.

Slowly, rubbing her clit she separated the pussy lips with her 2 fingers exposing the moist pink heaven and said, “Come lick it, dog!” I never thought this nerdy girl would be so slutty. I pounced on her without any delay held both her thighs in my big hands.

I started eating her pussy in and out. I flicked her clit with my tongue and licked her entire pussy. Slowly I inserted a finger in her pussy. She moaned saying “Oh God, this feels so much better than my electric toothbrush.” I continued my attack like a hungry dog.

I did a few tricks with my tongue and fingers. She was moaning continuously and finally came with her full body trembling as she passed out her juices. Btw she moaned exactly like the girls in the Asian porn videos, with a little squeaky voice. You guys know what I mean, right?

I gave her some time to recover and then lifted her to sit in the doggy style. I inserted my cock from behind. I didn’t need any lube as she was so wet already. She screamed a bit as my dick was big for her. Slowly she got adjusted to my girth. I started thumping from behind, gradually increasing my speed.

My thrusts were blocked by her plump ass which made waves every time I pushed my rod in. My left hand I was fondling her boobs and rubbing her pussy while fucking from behind. My right hand was busy massaging and spanking the right ass cheek.

Slowly it turned red with my hand mark visible on her white ass. The room was filled with her squeaky moans, spanks and the sounds of my thrusts meeting her ass. After some time, we moved to the bedroom and she started to ride me. She adjusted my cock sat on it for a while to get used to my size.

She tied her hair in a ponytail with her panty. Slowly started moving up and down. I believe this is the best position to enjoy sex. I saw my dick disappearing in her pussy and coming out all wet and shiny. Her tits jiggling with her. There’s a bit of sweat forming on her forehead.

She bit her lips and enjoyed a hard dick in her hot pussy oven. I squeezed one tit but she slapped on my hand and put my hands on her ass. She said, “This is my time, let me enjoy it,” and closed her eyes and continued her act. She was so seductive while riding me that I was about to cum.

So I stopped her and pulled her down to hug me which gave a little rest to my cock. When the ejaculation sensation passed I let her loose and she again rode me while playing with her hair. This is the time I thought I must take control. I made her lie on the bed and came in between her legs.

I started fucking in a missionary position. After around 5 minutes I took out my cock, patted on her pussy sending chills to her body. I think she liked it there. So I rubbed my dick up there almost to the tip and back separating her labia. I gently pushed it inside.

She shrieked with pain, I rammed 4-5 shots and again took out. I repeated the same thing. The third time I took out my cock and slapped on top of her pussy couple of times. She started moaning her squeaky Chinese voice.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

Jiang: “Oh yeah, I love your cock, rub your cock on it.”

I started rubbing my dick side by side. I swung it from above her clit and up and down covering the complete pussy area. Suddenly she squirted all over me. My whole upper body was wet. Water started dripping down to my thighs and then onto the bed.

I got excited that I’ve got a squirter and asked her, “Woah! Are you a squirter?”
Jiang: “Yes, but not always I usually cum like this only when I masturbate with my toys. This is the first time I have squirted with a man.

I felt proud and in excitement started fucking her hard. 2 minutes later I took out my cock and again slapped on her magical white pussy. This sent a chill through her body. I slapped my dick again and again. I rubbed it on her pussy in intervals giving her pure excitement.

She was in so much pleasure that she lifted both her legs till her breasts. She held them with her hands, leaving me with open pussy in between nice milky thighs. Her ass was making the shape of an apple. I enjoyed the view and continued with another slap on her pussy.

After a couple more she started shaking and squirting at the same time. The squirt was flowing in all directions, starting from her thighs drenching me and on her own body. Both of us were wet from her squirting. She smiled seductively while looking at me and bit her lower lip.

I pushed my dick inside her warm and wet pussy. I fell on her, taking her whole body in my arms. She locked her legs on my hips. We started rubbing our wet body on each other and fucking each other. The effort was mutual. She moved her body to match my thrusts. I tried to reach deeper with each shot.

We continued this till the end. I would get up in between and do the pussy slapping to make her squirt. I would come back to the missionary position. After her 7th squirt, she had no energy left in her. She was still shivering. Even I was tired and was getting the urge to ejaculate and empty my balls on her.

So I moved out from between her legs and went near her face. I gave Jiang my cock to suck me off. But she had no strength left in her. She was just giving me a handjob. As I was nearing, I just asked her to spit on my dick. She did and I stroked my rod from the head to the balls.

I was right on the edge and within my 5th stroke I let out a huge moan. Most of my thick warm liquid fell on her tits and a couple of splashes went on her lips and nose. She licked off the cum from her lips and wiped everything else with her panty.

I fell beside and she hugged me. She took me fully in her arms like I’m a big teddy bear. We both slept after that session.

Thanks for reading my story, hope you had a massive orgasm. Comments and suggestions will be appreciated through [email protected]. Thanks.

Nanbanin thangaiyai vaaiyil sunni vinthai iraki kudika vaithu pinbu avalin thozhiyai iru sakara vaaganathil azhiathu selum pozhuthu enna nadanthathu enbathai indru tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiren.

Nanbanin thngai nandhini avalin thozhi vinovai iru sakara vaaganathil azhaithu sela irunthen, innum ikathaiyil ena velam suvarasiyam irukirathu endru paarpom vaarungal.

Hotelil sapitu mudithu vittu nandhini aval thozhiyidam ena solli vaithaal enbathu enaku theriyaathu. Aanal aval en udan bikeil iru pakam kalgalai pottu amarnthu irunthaal, naangal sariyaaga 7 maniku angu irunthu kilambinom. Vino ennai muthugil mulaiai vaithu thadavi azhuthi konde irunthaal, en sunni mundum urasa aarambithathu.

Naan nandhini rest roomil ena seithu kondu irunthom enbathai soli vital endru ninaithu karpanai seithu konden. Aval kaiyai pidithu en vaiyitil vaithen, kuliraaga irukirathu athan kaiyai ithayathil irukirathu endru sollinen.

Nanbanai mune sela vittu naan porumaiyil vara aarambithen, perunthu nilaiyathirku senlvatharku naduvil sirithu pondru marangal irukum.

Enaku athai paarkum pozhuthu ingaiye ivalai vaithu seithu vidalam endru yosanai vara aarambithathu.

Vino mulai en muthugil azhuthi avlain kambugal kuthi kondu irunthathu, vino sexiyaaga naan ena seiya sonaalum athai seiyum nilaiyil thaan irunthaal. Ival kalluri iruthi aandu padithu varugiraal, athanaal ivalukum mun anubavam athigamaagave irukum.

Aanal perunthu nilaiyathirku sikiram sendru aaga vendum, vino anaithirkum thayaraagave irunthaal. Enakum migavum pidithu poi irunthathu, oru idathil bike niruthinen. Keezhe iranginen, vinovai kati pidithu ithazhil mutham seithen. Vino ena seivathu endru theriyaamal amaithiyaaga ennai kiss seithu kondu irunthaal.

En sunni viraithu avalin pundaiyil sorugi irunthathu, pinbu neram kuraivaaga irupathaal veru ethuvum seiya mudiya villai.

Naan sunniyai veliyil eduthu kanbithu umba vidalam endru sinthithu kondu irunthen. Aanal neram kuraivaga irupathaal perunthu nilaiyathirku sendrom. Angu sendru en nanban en indru oru naal matum en veetil thangi kol piragu naalai un vetirku sel endru sollinaan.

Udane samathika kudathu endru sirithu neram yosithu sari endru sollinen, mendum en udan vino amarnthaal. Appozhuthu nandhini naan anna udan varatuma endru ketal? Vino ondrum vendam naan intha bikile varugiren endru sollinaal.

Enaku iru pengalum sandai potu kondaargal, angu irunthu neraga nanban veetirku sendrom, en veetil irunthu nanban veedu 30km varum.

Intha murai nanbanum kudave vanthathaal vino muthugil mulaiyai vaithu theikaamal sirithu thaliye amarnthu kondu vanthaal. Enakum kuliraagavum mulai en muthugil pada vilaiye endra eakamum irunthu kondu thaan irunthathu. En nanbanai mune sela viten, avan eppozhuthu engalin mune selgiraano appozhuthu ellam vino ennai kati pidipaal.

En manathil sikiram engaiyaavathu poi tholaiyeen da endru irunthathu, aanal avan iruthi varai en udane vanthu kondu irunthaan.

Veetu vanthathu, ennai motaimaadiyil irukum roomil paduthu kolalam endru solllinaan. Sari da naam angaiye thangalaam endru sollinen, appozuthu vino matrum nandhini naangalum ungaludane paduthu kolugirom endru sollinargal.

Aanal nanban ingu ellam neengal vara kudathu endru solli avargalai keezhe anapi vaithu vitan. Vino idam ragasiyamaaga aval kaathil iravu motai maadiku vaa endru sollinen, vino sari naan sariyaaga 1 maniku varugiren.

Appozhuthu thaan yaarum iruka maatargal endru sollinaal, naanum sari naan unakaga kaathu kondu irukiren endru sollinen.

Nanban kathavai thapal potu vittu kaiyil saraku bottle vaithu irunthan, ennaiyum kudika solinaan aanal naan kudika villai, enaku theriyum ippozhuthu kudithaal iravu vino udan kaama uravu kola mudiyaathu endru.

Nanban katayap paduthinaan, aanal naan veetil ammavirku therinthaal avalavu thaan da endru solli avanai matum saraku adika vaithu matai aagi viten.

Ippozhuthu nanban oiyaaramaaga koratai vittu thunginaan, iravu 1 maniku kathavai thiranthu veliyil sendru vino varugiraala endru paarthen. Sema kuliraaga irunthathu, vino satham katamal night aninthu kondu vanthaal. Enaku theriyum aval ulle bra matrum penty ethum aniyaamal irukiraal endru, aval vanthathum irukamaga kati pidithen.

Appadi kati pidikum pozhuthe therinthu vitathu vino ulle ul aadai ethum aniyaamal ooka thayaraaga vanthu irukiraal endru.

Vino nightiyil suma jamunu irunthaaal, aanal veliyil kulir athigamaaga irupathaal avalku kulir thanga mudiyaamal irunthathu. Naan appozhuthu oru thairiyamaana vizhayam seithen, nanban araiku avalai ulle azhaithu sendru viten.

Avan kuratai vittu urangi kondu irunthaan, irandu beer adithaal thukam varamal veru enna varum.

Vino muthalil bayanthaal aanal naan avaluku thairiyam solli, en arugil paduka vaithu ithazhil mutham seiya aarambithen, nala ithamaaga irunthathu aval meethu paduthu kondu kiss seivathu. Kulirukum avalai kati pidithu kolvathaarkum nandraaga katha kathapaaga irunthathu.

Ithazhil mutham seithu sappi vittu kazhuthil mutham seiya aarambithen. Iruvarum paapugal pondru kati pidithu ithazhaiya aaarambithom. Suudu eera aarambithathu, kulir kaalathil matter seithaal suudaga udambirku ithamaaga irunthathu.

Kazhuthil mutham seithu porumaiyaaga mulaiyil mugathai vaithu urasi avalathu nigtyai mele thuki mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu paarthen.

Pengal parka thaan mulai perithaaga vaithu ilathavargal pondru irukiraargal aanal sexiyaaga mulaiyai perithaaga thaan valarnthu vaithu irukiraargal. Iru mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu thadavai athil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithen. Mulai kaambu vinovirku sirithaaga irunthathu, aanal nandhini mulai kaambu sirithu veliyil neendu irunthathu.

Iru mulaiyai sexiyaaga sappi suvaithu vittu porumaiyaga naakal naki konde kuthiku sendren. Vino kuthiyil mudiyai shave seiyaamal vaithu irunthaal.

Vino kuthiyil naaku poda aarambithen, aval vaaiyil kaiyai vaithu pothi kondaal munarum satham veliyil keetkaamal iruka. Sexiyaaga kuthiyil naakai vittu naka aarambithen, vino sugathil oru kaiyai en thalaiyil vaithu mudiyai irukamaaga pidithu kondaal.

Nandraaga kuthiyil naaku potu echi seithu en sunniyai veliyl eduthu avalin kuthiyil vaithu iraka aarabithen.

Sunni kuthiyil vaithathum ulle iranga aarambithathu, ithazhil mutham seithu konde sunniyai adi kuthiyil iraki ooka aarambithen. Sirithu neram intha nilaiyil oothen, pinbu pundaiyil eeram athigam surakaathathaal sunniyai vino vaaiyil vittu umba viten.

Vino sexiyaaga suniyai vaaiyil vizhungi umbinaal, umbum pozhuthu sugamaaga irunthathu. Sunniyai sirithu neram sappi umbi vita pinbu mendum kuthiyil sunniyai iraki ooka aarambithen, oothu konde irukum pozhuthu vino haaaaaaaaa endru kathi vital. Naan oopathai niruthi vittu amaithiyaaga en nanbanai paarthen.

Nanban kuratai viduvathai niruthinaan, lesaga enaku bayam vara aarambithathu.

Nanban arugil paduthu kondu porvaiyaal iruvarum pothi kondom, appozhuthu vino kaiyai en sunnniyil vaithu kondu irunthaal, iru mulaiyum en meethu pattu azhunthi kondu irunthathu, nanban meendum kuratai vitu kondu sexiyaaga paduthu uraninaan.

Vinovai en meethu eeri paduka vaithu sunniyai kuthiyil vittu ooka aarambithen. Vino sexiyaaga kuthiyai kanbithu oothal, vidamal vinovai oothu aval pundaiyil vinthu vara vaithen.

Vinthu varum pozhuthu ennai irukamaga kati pidithu kondaal, pinu sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu eduthu athai sappa aarambithaal. Sunniyai kaiyil pidithu kondu sexiyaaga adithu umbinaal, nandhini umbuvathai vida ival umbuvathu konjam sugam kami thaan. Vino sunniyai uriyaamal nakal naki sugam koduthu umbinaal.

Nandraaga adikum pozhuthu sugam thalaiku eeri sunni vinthu vino vaaikul sendrathu. Irandavathu murai kanju varuvathaal vinthu kuraivaaga vanthathu.

Vino sunni vinthai kudithu vital pinbu nangal kati pidithu ithazhil mutham seithu sappinom. En sunni vinthin suvaiyai aval ithazhai sappi suvaithen. Aduthu nandhini matrum vinovai eppadi ondraaga oothen enbathai adutha tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiren. Nandri, vanakam.