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Hello doston, mera naam Pankaj hai aur yeh meri pahli antarvasna story hai aap logon se share kar raha hun.  Waise to mere sath kai sex adventures ho chuke hain par yeh wala khas hai. Ye waqia January 2020 mein hua.

Age badhne se pahle main kuch apne bare mein aur meri story ki heroine ke bare mein batana chahunga. Pehchan chhupane ke liye maine naam badal diye hain. Par yeh waqia puri tarah se saccha hai aur bus mahine bhar pahle hi hua hai.

To pahle main apne bare mein batata hun. Mumbai ke paas ek chhota sa shahar Vasai hai. Main wahan rahata hun, aur biology professor hu. Meri umar kareb 38 sal hai. Par meri average height aur fit body ke wajah se 25 se kam ka lagta hun. Mere auzaar ka size 6 inch hai.

Main ek bohut hi kamuk vyakti hu jo hamesha chut marne ki sochta rahata hu. Mujhe chut ka swad bohut hi pasand hai. Ab tak main jitni bhi chhut jaati hai, un sab ki khushboo aur swad alag hai. Main logon ko batana chahunga ki har chut ka swad aur uski khushbu alag hoti hai.

Kisi ki namkeen hoti hai kisi ki meethi hoti hai. Aur kisi ki khatti hoti hai hala ki kuch se badbu bhi aati hai. Par unhen acche se dhoke chata ja sakta hai. Aur chut ka ras peene mein jo maza hai woh aur kahin nahi hai.

Mujhe chodte samay mere partner ki satisfaction sabse jyada maza dete hain. Jo sukun aurton chehre par charam anand ke bad dikhai deta hai use dekhkar mujhe bohut sukun milta hai.

Meri is kahani ki nayika ka naam Sonam hai (naam badla hua) Sonam meri cousin sister hai. Sonam ki hight chhoti hai par dikhne mein kafi sundar hai aur aur figure bhi perfect hai. boobs average size ke hain. Kamasutra mein jis tarah ki nabhi honi chahiye bilkul kamal ki tarah nabhi hai. Aur nature mein ekdam shararti hai.

Jyada time na barbad karte hue main direct story par aata hun. Sonam humare ghar chhutiyan manane aaye hui thi. Aur kabhi humare sath, kabhi mere dusre kamre mein, mere chote bhai aur uske biwi ke sath aur kabhi mere mummy papa ke sath soti thi.

Ab use din ki baat aisi hai ki ki meri biwi, Sonam aur mere bich mein yeh decide hua ki aaj hum daru try karenge. Hum party se ghar ja rahe the to ghar jaate samay maine vodka ki ek bottle le li. Aur khane ke liye thodi si namkeen humne hamara kamra band kiya aur peg banakar pina shuru kiya.

Maine do peg liye aur Sonam ne do aur meri biwi ne ek. Par hua aisa ki Sonam ko kuch jyada hi chadh gayi. Mausam thanda tha fir bhi usne apne sar par pani dal liya aur jis wajah se use thodi aur chadh gayi. To meri biwi ne kaha, “Tum kuch karo iska.”

Maine kaha, “Tum so jao main isko sambhal lunga. Main usko sula deta hun.” Main usko uske bad mein leta diya. Main aur meri biwi hum niche gada bichha kar sote the. To maine biwi ko kaha ki, “Tum so jao main usko sula kar tumhare paas aata hun.”

Main light band kar di aur main Sonam ke paas usko sulane a gaya. usne mujhe jor se pakad liya aur aur mere lips ko chumne lagi. Main use pakad ke kan mein kaha, “Agar chupchap let jayegi to sab kuch karunga. Bus pahle teri bhabi ko gehri neend mein so jane de. Chupchap let ja tu.”

Woh chupchap let gayi. Iss bich mein, main uski chut sahlana shuru kar diya tha aur aisa kuch samay tak karta raha. Fir main mobile ka torch jalakar check kiya ki biwi soi hai ki nahi. Woh so rahi thi.

Uske bad main Sonam ki panty side kar ke hath lagaya tu dekha woh ekdam gili ho chuke the. Main thoda sa mallika liya smell kiya toh mujhe khushbu acchi lagi. Maine meri ungli mein kagai sari malai chat liya.

Main uske panti side karke bina utare uski chut aur uski clitoris ko chusna shuru kar diya. Uski chut meetha meetha ras chhode ja rahi thi. Jise main andar tak jeebh dalkar piye ja raha tha. Usne mujhe puchha, “Aap kya kar rahe ho? Apko ganda nahi lagta?”

Maine kaha, “Nahi mujhe bohut achcha lagta hai.” Toh usne kaha, “Main bhi chusungi,” aur yeh bolkar usne mera lund chusna shuru kar diya. Sahi batao to aaj tak is tarike se meri biwi ne bhi mera lund nahi chusa tha. Mujhe bohut maza aa raha tha.

Hum kareeb ek ghanta ek dusre ka chus rahe the. Is bich main uska t-shirt puri tarah se a upar kar diya aur uski ki chuchi cusne laga. Fir usne kaha ki, “Mera kuch karo. Lekin main apni virginity nahi khona chahti.”

Maine kaha, “Achcha theek hai. Main tera masturbation karva dunga. Lekin mera kya hoga? Tu thodi der sone ka natak karke chupchap lete ja. Main teri bhabhi ko chod leta hoon, aur apna pani nikal leta hun.”

Usne kaha theek hai. Maine kaha, “Tu is mand roshni mein hamari chudai dekhti reh.” Fir main apni biwi ke pass gaya aur use kaha ki, “Maine Sonam ko sula diya hai. Ab main tumhen chodna chahta hun, kaise bhi chalo abhi.”

Usne kaha, “Bagal mein Sonam bed par so rahi hai.” Maine kaha, “Use daru chadhi hai. Woh gehri nind mein so rahi hai. Agar mere chodne par tum awaaz bhi karogi toh bhi woh nahi uthegi.”

Toh meri biwi man gayi. Maine Sonam ko chudai dikha kar apni biwi ko acchi tarah se uske jhadne tak use choda. Sath hi mera pani gir gaya. Biwi fir apni chut dhone ke liye bathroom mein gayi. Maine Sonam ke kan mein kaha, “Thodi der mein dobara tumhari choot chus ke tumhen bhi jhada dunga.”

Fir usne kaha theek hai. Apne biwi ke dobara sone ka intezar kar raha tha. Mujhe pata tha use bhi daru ke wajah se dobara jaldi nind aa jayegi. Jaldi hi woh so gayi. Fir main Sonam ki chadar hatai jiske andar maine use nanga hi sula rakha tha.

Aur main uski chut dobara chusna shuru kar diya. Woh so rahi thi lekin maine use chut chus ke jaga diya. Fir usne kaha, “Mujhe kaise bhi jhadna hai.” Maine kaha, “Han theek hai main teri chut mein ungli dal raha hun. Tu imagine kar ki woh lund hai.” Aur usko maine masturbate kaarvaya.

Itne samay tak chut chusne ke wajah se woh 5 minutes mein hi jhad gayi. Yeh sab karte hue hamen subah ke kareeb 4 baj gaye the aur hum so gaye.

Iske bad hamara dusre din sham ko ghumne jaane ka plan tha. Wahan par auto mein jaate samay aur aate samay maine side se uske khoob boobs dabaye. Par hamen main sirf 5 minutes ke liye kis karne ka mauka mila. Jyada mauka nahi mila.

To maine usse kaha ki, “Tujhe main agale din beach par ghumane le jaunga.” Aur waise hi maine agale din kiya Ab main use aisi beach par le gaya jahan par log bohut hi kam aate hain. Aur jo humare town se a kuch dur hai. Wahan par ek sunsan jagah le jakar kuch der uski ki chut chati.

Par usne kaha ki, “Mujhe aise khule mein achcha nahi lagta.” Maine kaha, “Koi baat nahi.” Toh hum wahan se aye ghumte hue aur sex ke bare mein baten karte hue ghar gaye. Ghar par usne mujhe itna ukasaya ki mujhse raha nahi gaya. Aur main darvaja band kar use bed par patak diya.

Uske kapde upar kiye aur use chumne aur chusne laga. Hum yeh sab karte hue kuch minutes hua tha ki tab tak mummy ne a darvaja knock kiya. Hume normal hokar darvaja kholna pada. Aur iske bad hamen mauka nahi mila.

Lekin humare bich mein yeh fix hua hai hi ki jab hi agla mauka milega hum hamara adhura kam pura karenge. Main 3 din bad uske ghar jaane wala hun.Tab hamen achcha mauka mil jayega. Jo bhi kuch hoga main aage jarur likhunga.

Apko yeh kahani kaisi lagi mujhe jarur bataiye. Mera email id [email protected]. Jo koi bhi lady apni chut chatwana chahti hai woh bhi mujhe message kar sakti hain.

Welcome back, readers.

Description of the characters:

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

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

Banduka – Anita’s taxi driver

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

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

1. Husband
2. Amith
3. Channa

In that order.

Now, to the new chapter. Enjoy!

Kareema went home, with Anita. Anita didn’t seem to know about the sex session Kareema had with Channa.

“So, how was your day, Kareema?” Anita asked as they were seated on the bus they just boarded to go back home.

“Well, you know what, I got an increment!”

“Wow, marvelous! Congratulations, Kareema,” Anita happily said as she squeezed Kareema’s right hand with hers.

“I knew you’d make it there too.”

“Too? What do you mean ‘Too’? Had you had the increment too? You never told me that,” Kareema said in a surprised tone.

“Well, if I said, I’d have to say how, too. But I thought I’d rather let you figure that yourself. Kareema, I know what you did to Channa in his room today,” she said as she lowered her voice.

Kareema knew that at this point, it’s pointless to hide her anything, anymore.

“How did you know, Anita?”

“Ugh, we can talk about that and more once we get home. Btw, would you like a different kinda experience? Why always one at a time? How about two?”

Kareema understood instantly that Anita was referring to a threesome. She wanted Kareema to have sex with two men at once.

“I can’t do that anymore, Anita. Not with one, not with more, not now, not later, not again,” Kareema said, as she looked out of the window.

“Well, you better change your mind before all the fun guys die out, hahaha!” Anita said, with a laugh. Their dialogue stopped.

It was dark around then. After a while, Kareema looked back to see why Anita wasn’t talking, and she just couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Anita had worn a sleeveless, low cut saree blouse that day, to the office. She was murmuring something to the big, dark, strange man who was sitting next to her.

His left hand was around her shoulders, and his hand was inside her saree blouse, squeezing her right boob! Her boobs were still inside her blouse but what was happening was obvious with her blouse going up and down.

The only passengers on the back seat were these three, and the light was very much dimmed then. Between their murmur, Kareema saw that as he said something, he turned his eyes to her. Anita also turned towards Kareema for a while. Then she turned back towards Kareema and called her.

“Kareema?”

“Yeah,” Kareema responded with a little angry tone. She didn’t like to see her friend letting every random man on her way use her like this.

“He’s asking me if you,” but Kareema objected her statement, with a raised right hand.

“I don’t wanna hear what he asked. If this is about me, the answer is ‘NO’!”

She turned back, still angrily. But Anita smiled and squeezing Kareema’s hand softly, she said, “He asked if you can let me sit there, so he can grope me with more privacy. That’s it.”

That wasn’t what Kareema thought he asked. But she silently got up, walked away and sat on the other corner of the seat, as Anita moved to her corner. The man moved next to her and started.

Kareema was stealing an occasional look or two at this love scene. Later she saw that the man had sneaked his right hand into her saree, and possibly rubbing her thigh. He was licking all over the right side of Anita’s neck, as Anita was looking around in alert.

After a few moments like that, they had reached their stop. They walked home, with neither of them speaking. Anita was cleaning his saliva off her neck. Finally, near their boarding, Anita spoke. “Are you still angry, Kareema?”

“Angry? No, but come on, Anita! I can’t believe you let that absolute random man use her like that! At least Amith Banduka or Channa aren’t strangers. But that guy?” Kareema said in one breath. Anita just smiled back.

“We dunno where our lives are headed, Kareema, so all we gotta do is living the moment at its fullest. I enjoy this a lot. If you choose not to, I respect that decision too. Btw, what do you say about a threesome?” She said as she unlocked the boarding door.

“I told you, Anita. I’m not doing that again. I can’t keep doing this. Having fun once and feeling terrible for a week to come? No.”

“How about a threesome, among you, Amith and Channa?”

Kareema stopped and looked at her.

“Come again?”

“Come on, you know they’re great fuckers, already.”

“I just told you, Anita. Even today, still my body is aching of the session I had with Channa. It was even harder with Amith. They both at the same time? I might even die,” she said as she entered their room.

They sat in their beds. Anita pulled out a bottle from down under her bed.

“Is that some alcoholic beverage?” Kareema asked. “Please don’t tell me you don’t drink a lot too!”

“No Kareema, this is an ayurvedic drink. It restores your health. Guess what, your sore body will be restored faster if you take this,” she said as she handed the bottle over to Kareema.

Kareema took a little of the drink into her mouth. It wasn’t all sour, bitter or even sugary, but it had a sweet taste.

“Take one gulp, Kareema,” Anita said, as Kareema struggled to do just that.

“Ugh, weird,” Kareema said as she handed the bottle back to Anita. “Also, where did you take this from?”

“I know some newly graduated ayurvedic doctor, named Eshan. Kareema. That’s how.”

“Oh, how much is this anyway?”

“I dunno,” Anita said, shrugging her shoulders. Kareema looked at her with astonishment.

“You dunno?”

“No, because I never pay for it. Well, not in notes, if you know what I mean.”

Kareema just couldn’t believe what she was heading.

“Anita? You one horny bitch!” Kareema said with a laugh as she threw her pillow at her. Anita caught it and put it back in Kareema’s bed.

“Eh, that I am, Kareema. That I am,” Anita said, jokingly.

“Okay, I’m gonna go have a bath. You stay here and think about the threesome you’re gonna have,” Anita said as she got up to go out of the room.

“How are you so sure I’m actually gonna have it? I’ve told you a few times already that I’m not gonna keep fucking.”

“I know you are, Kareema. I just do,” Anita said as she turned around and walked outside.

Kareema was feeling tired. She hugged her pillow and closed her eyes. She thought Anita would wake her up once she comes back.

She woke up, on the floor, covered with the sweat of her, Channa and Amith, saliva of the two men, and tears of her own. She had enjoyed the threesome but her entire body was aching. She knew she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week or so.

As she knelt, she saw the two standing in front, jacking off their own dicks. Before she could even speak, they splashed their loads all over Kareema’s face.

From a distance, she heard Anita calling her name, and everything starting to blur away. She heard Anita say, “Kareema, wake up!”

“Kareema, wake up,” Anita was at Kareema’s bed, trying to wake her up. It has all been a dream!

“Anita, what the hell happened?” Kareema asked as she straightened herself in her bed. Anita was sitting nearby.

“Guess you were having a wet dream. You were saying all kinds of things,” Anita said with a smile.

“Oh, damn,” Kareema said as she also smiled.

“I guess I gotta go have the shower now.”

Even after the shower, Kareema didn’t say anything about the threesome plan.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to handle a real man again, Anita. Especially, not two men like Amith or Channa. I’m too weak for that,” Kareema said as he walked back inside the room.

“Speaking of being weak, I know just what might get you out of the mood”

“What’s that?”

“Gym, and porn. Get ready tomorrow. You’re going to the gym with me.”

“Wait, do you think I can afford a gym too?” Kareema asked suspiciously. Even though she was now earning a fair amount of money, she had no idea.

“You can, Kareema, you can. don’t worry,” Anita said as he winked and laid to sleep.

Thinking what the hell she meant by her wink, Kareema went to sleep.

The next day, Kareema again wore a blouse, and a coat and a trouser, and yeah, her headcover. The next day went by with no sex. Also, Kareema was still feeling weird.

After their work, Anita said, “Come on, Kareema, let’s go register for the gym.”

“I’m not sure if I wanna do this,” Kareema said as Anita pulled her by her wrist.

“You’re not sure whether you wanna do anything. But I am. Come on,” Anita pushed her into a bus she just boarded.

Hope you guys enjoyed.

I’ve got to tell you guys this. Sometimes the sex scenes have been intensified by added details, to make it sound more entertaining. But the basic story, especially the details about who had sex on a particular occasion, is all true.

I’m going extraordinary lengths to report things that have taken place and still do, in the very own society we live in, but in almost unimaginable ways.

Wait up for the next part!

I love my mother a lot, I do. I have tremendous respect for her. She took care of me and my younger brother all by herself after my father cheated on her and ran away with some whore. My mother, who goes by the name Vasanthi, pretends to be strong for us.

But deep down I can understand that she is also a human. She feels pain too. She too can make mistakes. I know it, but I just hope someone would have told me this that night.

It was around 10 pm after dinner. The family was seated at the dining table when the conversation continued.

“I have never… never asked for money from you. Just this time. I’ll pay you back,” said I in a raised voice.

“How can you, you are a little kid. Vijay, what I have said is final, I will not buy you better wifi. We just can’t afford it,” she said with a stern look.

“Please, just this one time,” I begged.

“Go to your room,” she replied.

I was pissed as I stormed out of there. But I couldn’t blame her, she knows me just as a 19-year-old kid. Which I am not. Even at this age, I am earning money, a lot if I may brag. I am what they call photo manipulation artist. People give me commissions to create photos.

Say for example there was this customer who mailed me a request. “My wife died last month. I miss her. For a long time, we had decided to make a film together while in bed to treasure those memories. But it never could happen. So if you could…”

Although I am not skillful enough to make a video I was able to make fake pictures showing them having sex on the rooftop of their building. I use an amazing software called Photo Perv to create my work.

I have been doing this for a while now. But all this is a secret. I take all requests via mail and all transactions are via digital money which goes into an account named ‘photogod182’. I made it a strict policy to know why a particular customer wants certain photos to avoid being misused.

I even post the before and after photos on a dedicated website so that people know that they are fake. But unless you see those comparison photos you won’t believe they are fake. Yes! I am that good. I consider myself an artist and artists don’t misuse their skills. Except I did, that one time.

That night after an argument with my mother, I was disturbed. I wanted anything to distract me from it. The only person capable of doing that was our housemaid Mina. Let’s just say I have made a certain arrangement with her a couple of weeks ago.

“I want to fuck you every alternate night in exchange for my silence on the fact that you have sex with your father-in-law,” I told her. Those brown-skinned thin creatures were doing it early in the morning in the watchman’s cabin.

I am not proud of the fact that I lost my virginity to my maid. But not everybody gets ‘I lost my virginity to my soulmate’ moment. I was just in the right place at the right time when I clicked pictures of Mina sucking the cock of her father-in-law at the front gate one night. He works as a watchman for us.

I took pictures and rest is as you might expect.

“Where are you, Mina?” I moaned as caressed my half aroused dick. “Please come so I can stop doing this.”

Doing this photo manipulation job was exciting. But it was wrong on so many levels.

I was so pissed that I looked through old picnic family photos. I cropped faces of my mother and placed onto a woman who seemed to be having sex with four guys in the park. The woman participating in the gang-bang in the park had a body very similar to my mother.

That’s the criteria I was looking for when I scanned thousands of upload photos on the Nuddiedu website. I want to take a moment to acknowledge how good this Nuddiedu website is. This website contains a huge ever-increasing database of sex pictures that are sorted by location, characters, time of day and whatnot.

Plus for a limited fee one can unlock the advanced search engine. Using that you can put in the approximate measurements of the woman you are looking for. It will sort out all the similar-looking images for you. This helps me a lot, in creating fake sex pics.

This time I found the pictures in ‘Four men one woman orgy set’. The photos turned out to be damn good. I had found my mother’s perfect twin in terms of the body – fair-skinned, long black hair, a chubby woman with big tits. I ended up masturbating.

“It’s my mother.” I tried to reason but it seemed that my dick has a mind of its own. I don’t know if I was crying or straining my eyes staring at the screen, but my eyes were full of tears. I fell asleep in the chair itself while my hand was inside my pants having a firm hold of my penis.

I woke up hearing the printer’s sound. With a jerk I got up, I looked at the printer but it seemed cold and unused. And behind me, Mina was smiling back at me. She seemed unusually happy. She bent over and kissed me on my lips while slipping her hand in my pants.

Mischievously she pinched my dick and it was up again like some obedient soldier. “She’s a maid, she can’t be in control,” I said to myself. So I stripped her out of her sari. Removing her clothes myself while feeling her hot naked body. I pushed her on the bed and started fucking her sexy brown ass hard.

“What took you so long, I needed you?” I asked while thrusting her.

“Madam held me back. She was really angry at you but then she removed all her anger on me. It isn’t fair. That …”

I spanked hard to interrupt her, “Don’t talk about my mother like that.”

I was sleepy and yet I fucked her as I do every alternate night. Usually, I am fucking her from behind fucking her in the doggy style. She seems to have no interest in the action. But that night things were different.

“I want to look at you.” She said all of a sudden. So I stopped to let her turn and we resumed. She is taller and bigger than me so I let myself be on top. We made love like lovers. She made me even kiss her on the lips. That was one thing she didn’t allow me despite the fact that I was blackmailing her.

The kiss did the trick as I came inside her while our lips were still in contact. I was exhausted and so I fell asleep naked in her arms. But the night wasn’t over. I knew nothing about Mina’s intentions that night until the next day. Nighttime when I pulled all the house footage to see if something interesting happened.

It was shocking. Yes, I have placed hidden cameras at various locations in my house (except inside my mother’s bathroom). From here on I will address my mother as Vasanthi to tell the story of what happened next.

I was meant to delete those Vasanthi sex pics which I created in anger. I didn’t. Seeing that arrogant ass Vasanthi being disciplined in a park gave me a sense of satisfaction. “It might help me on days I am pissed with her.” I convinced myself. I didn’t expect this to happen.

Earlier that afternoon Mina was washing the dishes. Vasanthi is a school teacher in my younger brother’s school. Usually, she is busy but that day she was home. While walking past the kitchen she saw some utensils had stains of soap despite the maid’s claims that she does the job properly.

This initiated an argument as usual. Vasanthi is short-tempered and has a habit to shout for the smallest mistakes. She was not like this before, before her S.O.B. husband left her with the responsibility of the house and us. It’s not even about old age. She was just 45 back then.

“I’m not going to wash any more dishes until you apologize,” said Mina wiping her hands dry. Vasanthi was surprised to see her so confident. Then Mina told her the reason. Slipping her hand in her blouse she took out a bunch of papers and handed it to Vasanthi. They were those fake sex pics I created.

Although it wasn’t visible I was pretty sure that bitch printed the photos of my computer when I was asleep. It was my mistake. She was illiterate still she learned all about the computer because of me. The times when I operated the computer while she sucked my dick or while she bounced on my lap with my dick in her butthole.

Vasanthi fell on her knees. She was in tears as she spoke, “But…but… these are not real,” said she.

“They look pretty real to me,” said that bitch Mina snatching the photos from Vasanthi. “Don’t they…” said Mina extending her arm towards someone. From the door entered our watchman but he stayed in the shadows, watching.

“Please I beg you…” said Vasanthi joining her hands to Mina. “This never happened.”

“Doesn’t matter. Let’s see what your sons think about the photos. After that maybe we will ask your students at school.” The horror struck Vasanthi at that moment, and me when I watched it over the recording.

I was imagining a walk of shame where Vasanthi was forced to walk around the school campus completely naked. While students teased her naked body during her passing. Back in the video, Mina walked close to Vasanthi saying, “You mistreated us for so many years, now it’s time for us to do the same to you.”

Mina suddenly pulled the dupatta off Vasanthi’s shoulders. At that moment Vasanthi was wearing a salwar-kameez and dupatta to cover the low cut neck of her kameez. Seeing her exposed cleavage without saying anything the old man started rubbing his crotch area.

Mina was pissed. Using a knife from the kitchen she tore Vasanthi out of her clothes until she was completely exposed. I saw my mother naked for the first time, her real body. Something I never wished for.

Mina then kissed Vasanthi on her lips and while squeezing her butt. When Mina pulled her butt cheeks wide Vasanthi’s eyes widen as she must have felt something enter her hole.

“Don’t panic. It’s just my old man,” said Mina. The watchman was so horny that he went straight for fucking her butt till climax. His jizz smeared all over her ass.

Once they loosened their grip Vasanthi fell on the floor and started crying while still being naked. I was so pissed. I wanted to punish Mina’s ass so hard. But I couldn’t risk exposing all the hidden cameras I had installed at my house. They can never find out that I watched all this.

Mina was relieved as she tore those photos and showered Vasanthi with it. She whispered something in Vasanthi’s ears. Based on my mother’s expression it was something very horrible.

I was very angry that night. Mina did not come for sex so I had no way to vent out this frustration of mine. Then suddenly my mother’s sex pics popped up on the screen. While one hand of mine approached the delete button the other went straight into my pants.

END

Please do tell me what you think about the story [email protected].

Please note; if you are looking for something to read to masturbate. I request you to read something else. The thing I have shared here is a secret I want people to know about to understand me better. To understand my side.

I hope nobody from my family reads this. I don’t want them to find about this story, else I will be welcoming a very bad spanking. That’s why I have changed my name to talk about the dark secrets of our Film Industry.

I don’t know why people curse me for the awards I win. They call me undeserving when I get them. They blame me for other talented people not getting the awards because of me. Just because I am the daughter of a renowned actor means that I don’t deserve an award?

The trolls on my social network comment saying I am privileged. I have never done any hard work. I never had to face any trouble to get cast in a film. I am a busy actress as I have to juggle between shooting films, ads, interviews and live performances.

My life is not easy. Believe me, when I say, I have worked hard enough to reach this level of success, just not in the way you would expect. In this day and age of social media, when cameras are everywhere, people think that they know everything about these rich celebrities there is to know about.

But that couldn’t be far from the truth. Despite being in front of the camera most of the time, these rich people of the film industry guard many secrets. The secrets even I was oblivious to until I turned 19.

My father Chanakya Pusari is a good actor. There was a time when he used to get good roles in films. Still, he never achieved the success he always dreamed of. That’s why he has been training me to become an actress. He put me in acting class, singing class, dance class, fitness class in addition to academic studies.

“I don’t want you to ever get even a little bit fat.” He used to say pinching my belly.

As a child, I first wanted to become an architect. I loved to draw houses and buildings and that is what I wanted to do for life. But my father got furious when he found out about my sketches. He didn’t say anything to me, but I heard him shout at my mother saying,

“I didn’t give birth to her to fulfill her dreams. I am giving her all the luxuries of life because I want her to fulfill my dreams.”

Hearing that I got very scared and decided to do as he said. When I was 12 I participated in a school play and won the best actress ribbon. That was the best day of my life, I still remember. I proudly wore the ribbon to school every day.

Once I told my father to get me an audition in one of the films, I wanted to act professionally. But he said “No.” He said I am not ready. When I asked him why he told me, “I can’t tell you now, but you will understand that when you will turn 19.”

That is true. I waited while perfecting my acting skills. My 19th birthday arrived. It was just past midnight when my parents and house staff came to wish me ‘Happy Birthday’. Once I was done cutting cake and receiving best wishes from everybody, they all left the room.

Except for my father. He was wearing a dark red robe. I still remember that time. “Congratulations beta (child) you are finally of the right age to enter the film industry. But before you enter there is something very important I need to teach you. Please do as I say.”

My father is usually kind and cheerful. He is funny and cracks jokes. But whenever he is serious, I can see it in his eyes. That’s the time to not fuck with him. I could see those expressions that night. So I had no other option but to do as he said.

“Yes, Papa. I’ll do as you say.”

He smiled, “Take off your clothes.”

This came as a shock to me. When I hesitated he walked close to me. I was wearing my pink cartoony PJs. Without a word, he started unbuttoning my shirt. I stood there frozen.

While he did that he stared into my eyes and said, “You see, this film industry is a very horny industry. If you want to be recognized here, you need to be able to seduce them.” He took the shirt off and threw it on the side. He then gently raised his hands and rested them on my breasts.

“No more dressing like a child. You must dress sexy. From today, I don’t want to see you in any dress that doesn’t show any cleavage…” He grinned, “…and thighs.” He said stuffing his fingers inside my lower and pulling them down with a quick sweep.

I felt so embarrassed standing in front of my father just wearing my baby-pink lingerie. I tried covering myself by putting hands on my chest.

“Now… now… beta. There’s no need to be shy. A good actress is never shy to show off her body. Try being bold.” He said removing my hands and started massaging my breasts. They were not as big as they are now, but still, they were big enough, C-cup.

Then he took a couple of steps back and said, “Take off the rest of your clothes.”

I didn’t know back then that I had a choice. As a father, he is allowed to undress me. But he should not see me naked unless I willingly show him. Otherwise, he would be committing a crime. I did not know that back then. I was shaking and shivering when I took off my bra and panty.

He gave out a soft moan scanning me from down to up. “You have a woman’s body now,” he said squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. He rubbed his rough, dry manly hands all over my body feeling every inch of my skin. Placing on hand on my bum he stuffed a couple of fingers inside my pussy.

“I hope you have not been naughty until now,” he said digging his fingers deep. As he was touching my body started to get heating up. I suddenly felt moist down there. He then took out his fingers and licked it. “I can taste virgin in this, good girl,” he said mischievously patting my butt.

I stood there frozen just reacting all he did to me. I was feeling scared at first but I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t enjoying it.

“Let me give you a gift,” he said putting his hand on my face. Then after gently rubbing my lips, he pulled me close and kissed me on my lips. “Happy birthday, sweetie.” Never before did he touch me like that. I wanted him to kiss me more. But then he stopped.

“Now for the next part.” He said and clapped. The door opened and a guy walked in. He is my father’s driver Waibhav. Fair, tall, muscular and too good looking to be a driver. Since the time he was hired, I had a crush on him. I fantasized about kissing him.

I even tried a couple of times when we were alone in a garage. But he never let me. At that moment he was completely naked when he walked in my room guided by my mother who was also wearing a red robe.

“This is your birthday gift,” said my Mamma. I saw her holding Waibhav by his penis and bringing him in.

The thing that happened next was just a blur. I remember flashes of pain and pleasure. I remember Waibhav kissing me on my lips. It was just a gentle touch. Seeing that my mother got annoyed. She kissed Waibhav to show how it’s done and he kissed me back. This time he slipped me his tongue.

I remember him making me lie on the floor and stuffing his dick inside. It was a big 6-inches cock at least. I felt a sudden pain when he thrust it in. He wanted to take it out but my father didn’t let him. He started fucking me.

“Do as we do,” instructed my mother.

Both of them took off their robes. They were naked underneath. Then they started having sex next to us. Waibhav and I were instructed to copy them. The pleasure I felt that night was immeasurable. I wished I had sex sooner. But that was just the beginning.

The following days my father made me have sex with all the staff members of the house, “I want you to get used to people with different styles and different rhythms,” he said.

My father used to wake me up by spraying his cum on my face. He said it is good for my skin. Late in the night, my mamma used to come with Waibhav to teach me things. But it was just her excuse to have sex herself.

All the sexual stuff that was happening inside the house, not even once my father had sex with me. Although used to let me suck his cock. “This is how you pleasure men when there is no time to have sex.”

After three months of training, I was ready. He said, “You are ready,” when he saw me comfortably handling four dicks at the same time. And no, “Four cocks.” I like to say ‘cocks’. I like how the word sounds coming out of my mouth.

You know how children are told to sing or dance when guests show up at their place. My father used to show my talent in sucking cocks. In those three months, I had tasted cum of so many top actor-producers. I wish I could name them, but I can’t.

It’s true that I never gave an audition to get a role in any movie. But I did a lot of hard work inside bedrooms and bathrooms whenever I went to any producer’s place or they came to mine.

Even on the sets of those big-budget films ‘the Muhurat shot (the first shot every filming day begins with)’ used to be the shot the producers used to shoot inside my asshole. They used to film that with actual cameras.

Truth be told actors and directors are naïve puppets. It is the producers I had to please a lot. I never had to have sex with any of the actors, even though they were popular. I remember this one romantic scene I did in a film. That was the time I actually had sex in front of the camera and hundreds of crew members around.

But the person I had sex with was the film’s producer. It was only later that the filmmakers digitally replaced the producer’s face with the actors.

Let me conclude by saying that the awards aren’t any different affair. Sure they give awards for ‘best film’ ‘best actress’ ‘best actor’. But truth be told, the categories aren’t what you see on TV. To decide the winner all the judges get inside a room.

If I want to win the award, I must have sex with each one of them. If there are other actresses in the nomination who are also willing to have sex, then things become difficult. Now, I have to be the best at pleasuring them in that. I still remember when I won the award for the ‘best new-cummer’.

There were 15 dicks standing in a line and I had to blow all of them one by one. I must say, that day I didn’t have any lunch or dinner. Also, the award for the best film isn’t decided by watching the film itself. Every filmmaker has to shoot a separate sex scene that never gets public.

Based on that it is judged which film gets the award. I know you people things that judges are biased and awards are fixed. But if you consider the real criteria for winning awards, I must say that the judges are pretty honest in choosing the winners.

To be honest I don’t care about any awards I win. I just want to see approval in the eyes of my father. I hope someday he will see me as a good actress and that day he will let me have sex with him.

I know this story wasn’t arousing enough for you masturbate while reading it. To be honest that was never my intention. There are other stories you can read while touching yourself. I just wanted to share the truth so you don’t judge me and call me undeserving.

I don’t understand why we as a country are so conservative. Why we don’t openly talk about sex. We put a ban on porn, we sensor films that are even remotely sexy. Honestly, I love sex, I love talking about it, and I love doing it. Sex is beautiful.

I know people will call me dumb and naïve for saying this. I don’t know how I got this reputation. Still, I will say this.

“I believe that we can stop these incidents of sexual abuse and rape if only we start openly talking about sex. Let porn be freely available and easily accessible. Let us embrace the sexual openness that our country desperately needs. Let us become the great nation that we were many centuries ago as described in the holy book of Kamasutra.”

I hope that someday this becomes a reality where our liberal film industry no longer has to keep secrets from the audience. A time when an actress like me does not have to anonymously write about this just so people could understand her better. I know that day will come, I am optimistic in that sense.

I thank you for sincerely reading what I have written.

Love from Arinya Pusari.

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

You can read my previous stories here.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Neelima: what you have done to this.

Me: What you are talking about?

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

Me: I don’t know anything about that.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me: Why?

Neelima: I slapped you on that day.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Neelima: Waiting for you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Welcome back, readers.

Description of the characters:

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

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

Banduka – Anita’s taxi driver

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

Dhammika – introduced in this chapter

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

1. Husband
2. Amith
3. Channa

In that order.

Now, to the new chapter. Enjoy!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Guess it went fine.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mmm!” Kareema said as she struggled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Aah,” Kareema moaned all the way.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Say it!” Channa demanded.

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

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

“Yes, yes, please,” Kareema pleaded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Want more, bitch?”

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

“Good. Ram her ass!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mmm!” Kareema was gagging again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ah, yeah, fuck my fucking pussy.”

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

“Channa, can I get off for a while?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Will you be our Sinhalese cock whore?”

“Yes, I will.”

“Say it.”

“I will be your Sinhalese cock whore.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Look forth for more parts. Stay tuned. Peace.

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

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

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

“Yes aunty, we won’t”.

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

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

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

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

Everyone laughed and they left.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Stop teasing.. just fuck me now.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be continued.

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