Author: admin

I am Shilpa. This story is about a real sexual encounter of a mature married woman with a young massage boy in his early 20’s. I am 48 years old from Kolkata but live in Mumbai with my family. I am a businesswoman. I am blessed with beautiful looks.

I have a sexy 40d-30-38 figure with fair wheatish color. My height is 5’9. I am a big size woman with a buxom figure. My tits are quite huge and in good shape as I take good care of my figure. I’m curvy but not fat. I have fleshy arms, broad back, and big ass cheeks and very thick thighs and ass.

I do yoga, weight training and keep my body tight and strong. After so much information about me, you can imagine my appearance. I love exploring things in sex and femdom. I like young boys. You can send me your thoughts and reviews or share your experiences with my email id [email protected].

So it starts here on a normal day. Shilpa could hear the phone ringing. She opened the door, and she hurried to pick it up before it stopped. Breathless, she held the phone in one hand up to her cheek. She shook off her jacket, scarf, and bag with the other.

‘Hello! ’

‘Oh you’re there, I thought you mustn’t be home yet. ’

‘I just got in, are you home now?’

It was Shilpa’s best friend Meenu on the phone. They had been best friends since college and now lived close to one another. There was nothing Shilpa thought she couldn’t tell her friend.

‘Yes, I am home now. How was work, did you close that deal you have been working on?’

‘Oh don’t remind me. No, we didn’t. We were close today but there were still some sticking points in the final details. I’m so stressed. How about you? How were the children today?’

Meenu was a teacher, working in a big high school. With exams coming nearer, it was a busy time for her.

‘Well, I may have something for you to help relieve your stress.’

‘Oh? And what may that be?’

‘Have you had your massage lately?’

‘No, I wish. ’

Shilpa placed her hand on the back of her neck and rotated her head, feeling the tightness under her fingers.

‘You haven’t been to the clinic lately?’

‘No, why, what’s going on there?’

‘Well my dear Shilpa, I may have a surprise for you. They have a new therapist there, a young man, a foreigner. ’

‘Oh? And what about him?’

‘Well, his name is Peter. He is an expert from Australia. He is here in Mumbai to learn some eastern techniques like training etc.’

‘Ha, you seem to know a lot about him. Did you have a massage with him?’

‘Oh no, not yet, but I sure intend to, I heard a lot about him. I called in to make an appointment, and I saw him going into one of the rooms. He is very attractive. Ramya at the desk told me all about him.’

‘Well, that sounds nice. You’ll have to tell me all about it after you’ve seen him.’

‘Of course darling, you know I will give you all the details. Now I must go, bye for now. ’

Shilpa picked up her things and made her way upstairs to the bedroom. Interesting, she thought as she climbed the stairs, this could be very interesting.

Two days later she had heard from Meenu, who had her massage appointment. The new masseur was honey. She informed Shilpa, strong hands, young and muscular, good looking and so sexy.

‘Is he?’ queried Shilpa. ‘Was it just a massage?’

‘Well, of course, it was darling. He was very professional. He spent about 15 minutes on my back and butt, it was fantastic. All stiffness and pain are now zero. I loved it.’

Shilpa was intrigued by Meenu’s words. She must have enjoyed her and immediately she had made her appointment after work. Every time she thought about it that day, she felt a stirring deep inside her, and butterflies in her stomach.

She changed her dress, lingerie and did some light makeup and drove to the parlor. She checked in at the desk, asked the receptionist about the appointment and she confirmed it’s with Peter. Shilpa was happy to hear it. And the young girl there took her through to one of the rooms and closed the curtains behind her.

She quickly took off her clothes but was reluctant to take off her bra so she kept wearing her lingerie. She laid on the massage table and rested on her belly making her head comfortable on the o-shaped cushion. The girl returned and settled a warm towel over her back and ass.

‘Enjoy, mam,’ she whispered as she closed the curtains behind her.  A few minutes later Shilpa felt the breeze as the curtains opened, and heard the bare feet on the floor. ‘Hello lady, I’m Peter, I am from Australia. What’s your name?’

‘Shilpa,’ she replied, turning her neck on the table to see him. From what she could see he wasn’t particularly tall. But he looked compact in his hospital type pants and top. He looked young, so young in his early 20’s. Shilpa was looking desperately to see who will perform massage on her.

The physical appearance of the guy who will see her semi-nude and touch her body. She knew she was very desperate but couldn’t control.

Oil? Or lotion, what’d you like?’

‘Oil, thank you.’

‘Coconut oil? Here, smell this aroma.’

She took in the scent in front of her face, holding his hand to her nose. Among the coconut, she recognized a variety of spices.

‘You will love the feel of it on your skin, Shilpa. I bought some from Thailand on the way to india. ’

‘I hope you won’t mind my talk between massage,’ Shilpa nodded and agreed.

He stood at her head and asked, ‘Hectic day? Would you like some head massage? It will make you feel light.’

Shilpa agreed. He opened her band and Shilpa’s long hair all fell. He started rubbing his fingertips round and round on her scalp. Within 5 minutes he was done. Shilpa enjoyed it.

‘Is this good?’

‘Yeah, amazing now I feel light. ‘

He moved down and proceeded to wrap her feet, one after the other, in a warm towel. Then she felt his hand pressing on her calves, pressing hard. He worked his way up to the back of her knees, pressing hard with the backs of his hands.

‘You’ve beautiful feet, really beautiful. I like your nail polish design. Beautiful.’

Hearing it Shilpa smiled. He rubbed her feet, sole and stretched her with his oily fingers. Shilpa felt she is a goddess as he was playing with her feet. She was getting a very relaxing feeling. The tension in her toe and fingers ceased and it felt very light. Peter was lifting her feet and working on it.

She can feel his breath on her soles. Lying on her belly she can barely move and was under full control of Peter. Now she realized that her sole and finger rubbing is making her arouse as feet were her turn on point. Peter rubbed his whole oily palm on her soles in long motion.

Even she twitched a little 2-3 times and she felt very embarrassing as it shooked her whole body a little. Although Shilpa felt the pleasure and all his pain in legs was gone. Peter was an expert but it was not the end. Peter started rubbing and stretching her toes one by one.

As he rubbed his fingers between the area of toes, Shilpa couldn’t bear the tickle and shivered her body a few times. Peter did the same on the other leg and she responded the same.

‘That’s it lady, isn’t this relaxing. You feel nice?’

Shilpa murmured into bed, ‘Hmm. Excellent.’

And soon Peter put her feet down. She felt relief from all the pain and very light also. but Peter’s playing with her fingers aroused her little. Now Shilpa was silently lying there. But she was in more trouble because suddenly she felt the little drip of cum inside her. While she was lost in pleasure her vagina gave up.

Shilpa’s eyes were wide open and all she was thinking not to get more aroused. Otherwise, cum will be visible on her g-string. Shilpa was never massaged on her feet like this. Now she has several thoughts on her mind like what could happen if cum gets high and leakage could be seen by Peter on her g-string?

How is she turned on in massage session and soon Peter’s action broke her thoughts. He was tilted on the table. He folded the towel up to her lower back and exposed her ass. Peter was astonished to see her big toned onion booty. Shilpa kept her ass in good shape and was proud of it.

She was waiting for Peter’s words.

‘Hmmm, g-string? Very nice.’

‘Yes,’ she mumbled, ‘I always wear them, I find them more comfortable.’

‘Ya, you have the body for them, really great shape. Beautiful,’ he said as his hands rubbed oil into her thigh and up to her ass cheeks.

Lifting her legs Peter said, ‘Your muscles are very strong and tough.’

To make it easier for him she eased her legs apart. Shilpa couldn’t see him behind. But he lifted her thighs and made then separate. He knelt with his knees on each side of her lower thighs. Now her g-string area on pussy got visible. Shilpa again thought about her drip but soon got lost in pleasure.

He continued to press the heel of his palms into her thighs, slowly progressing up to her ass. His hands pressed firmly below her ass cheeks, left hand, then right, then left, again and again, pressing firmly. By now he was massaging her right leg, the same as her left.

Again the touch of his hands on her inner thigh tingled Shilpa, and she squirmed as he caressed her. It was erotic and Shilpa felt the wetness. She can feel Peter massaging her inner thighs deep. Soon he’ll touch her pussy but Peter was an expert. Slow and fast hands rubbing inside was perfection.

When he had finished her thigh, he took the towel and put it aside. She sensed him pouring oil on his palm and rubbing his hands together. He placed his hands firmly on her, one palm on each of her cheeks.  Soon he was done there and he put some oil on her ass and rubbed it.

The sensation of her ass being pressed tingled Shilpa deep inside her. She felt him press with his elbow into her softness. She flexed her ass muscles, clenching her cheeks in response to his hands and elbows. Touching and pressing her ass felt her great.

He continued to press with his palms into the small of her back, and when her bone cracked they both laughed.

‘Is that ok? Is this too hard?’

‘Oh no, its fine, feels nice, thanks.’

‘You have a strong body, you must be doing gym,’ he murmured.

‘Ya, you also have firm hands.’

‘Is alright, it this not too hard?’

‘Oh no, no. It feels great. Thank you.’

He worked his hands and elbows back down her body, seeming to linger over her ass, pressing with his palms on different parts of her soft curvy cheeks. Sometimes pushing her fingers into some pain areas and relieved them. She enjoyed it when he held them firmly but couldn’t hold ass cheeks were big.

He continued it and Shilpa was enjoying it. Till now Shilpa got sure Peter is enjoying her ass. The micro g-string was the perfect reason to wear it. It was like an open invitation for the masseur to work on ass cheeks. She loved rubbing her ass but wasn’t comfortable in demanding it.

She hoped the masseur will massage her exposed big cheeky butt in g-string. Shilpa relaxed to his touch as he rubbed and caressed her cheeks. The sweet aroma wafting around her nostrils. She could feel oil drops on her butt hole skin and creating sensation.

Peter talked to her as he massaged her. Telling her of his travels to india, his desire to learn eastern massage techniques. And how much he enjoyed the opportunity to learn and practice on gorgeous Indian ladies.

‘You like Indian ladies?’ she asked.

‘Oh yes, I love everything about them. The dusky skin, the wonderful different clothes that show female curves and form.’

‘It’s nice to be appreciated by a foreigner, thank you on behalf of Indian women,’ she laughed.

‘Well, you are a magnificent example and I am lucky to work on you and give you pleasure.’

‘I think you say that to all the ladies.’

‘Oh no, mostly I don’t talk at all. You are the first one I have talked so openly like this.’

So, what did Peter talk to Shilpa about? You can find out in the next part.

Please read my previous parts for continuation. If you like to reach out to me, write to me at [email protected]. All my clients are very discreet with their naughty sides. So obviously our interests are also maintained discreetly.

Any girls and aunties who are interested to make some money and also enjoy the fun, reach out to my email id. Also, any husbands who like to see there wife or girlfriends getting fucked? Let me know.

Thanks for all those who wrote to me and it was overwhelming. I tried to respond to many and to those emails I liked. If I did not respond to you then don’t feel bad about it because your email had nothing emotional.

As planned we had our second round auditions with the other shortlisted girls and no one convinced the director’s expectations. I suggested instead of searching for the regular girl and trying to see the natural qualities of a prostitute.

Why not visit a couple of brothels and shortlist some good looking professional girl from there. He also agreed on the idea because the act has to come naturally. It’s not happening in regular girls and girls from brothel it’s like a life-changing chance.

I spoke to a couple of my pimps and made some arrangments for the director to do his selection process. After a couple of days later the director came back to me and said he finalized his lead role girl. He showed her photo to me.

It was none other than Anushka. I asked, “Mani sir, you said she is rubbish and now you are proposing the same girl. Did she seduce and sleep with you for the role?” Director said, “She did not seduce me or slept with me.” He explained in detail why he came to that conclusion.

From the words of director Mani.

Even before you arranged for me the visit to the brothel house. Anusha was calling me 3 or 4 times a day. I was ignoring her and told her she is not selected as she could not perform better in the kissing scene.

When I was going to the brothel for further selection, she came and she was waiting outside on the road for many hours and caught me. She begged for another chance. She said she could not do it before because her parents were also there and she wanted one last chance again.

As I was getting late, I thought of dropping her on the way. I told her to get into the car if she wants to talk further. On the way, she showed me a couple of videos on her mobile. To be honest, it was so sexy. It’s the clips of herself with our male cast guys.

She was smooching the guy so passionately she was fully topless hugging him so tightly and I assume. She was naked below too. But that was not seen clearly in the clip. I asked what is this shit. She said she realized how she messed up during her auditions.

She waited outside the building for hours, got hold of our lead roles guys and convinced them to help her for some practice sessions. Both our lead guys took her to there flat and each of them practiced with her for the whole night. They shot these video clips on her phone.

I asked her if our boys influenced to have sex with you? She responded negatively, “No sir, they did not. I know what I was missing. It was very difficult in the first to get romantic. I am good now and I can do it.”

They only practiced some romance scenes while another guy helped to shoot that on the mobile. She said they ended having group sex with both the guys which she did by her own choice. She said while practicing the scenes, she had a small towel around her waist instead of a skirt.

Instead of the bikini top, she tried with her bra. After a few takes and retakes, they both got many chances to see her nipples and also the opportunity to press her boobs. So she went ahead removing the towel, bra and in the room with only on her panties. They smooched her alternatively for an hour.

Our boys could not control anymore. They asked permission from Anushka that they would like to remove their underwear. It was paining and the cock could not be freed. Anushka agreed and thought to look at a man fully naked would make her stronger.

Finally 2 naked men and 1 girl with just a panty covering her pussy. She said it just took 10 minutes for hers to remove the last bit of cloth. She asked our boys who want to go inside me first. She said she is no longer shy with the intimate scene as she already experienced and she fully comfortable now.

I interrupted, “But Mani sir, just having sex with the boys is enough? I don’t think so.” Director Mani continued to explain why he finalized Anushka. He said, “Swetha, listen to me fully. Even I am convinced she is not ready to waste our time. It’s been 3 weeks trying to finalize the lead role.”

I reached the brothel address you gave me and asked her to take a cab from there. I told her I am here in the brothel to do some shortlisting. It’s a small apartment building with 6 two-bedroom flats. All the flats are leased or owned by the same owner who runs the business.

I parked my car and went to the first floor where they have the main office. I spoke to the guy you referred to and told him about the offer. Advised him not to tell the girls yet until I shortlist. I want to observe the behavior of all the girls tonight. Brothel manager said there around 12 girls in the shift today.

In the meanwhile, Anushka continued to call me. I did not pick up. After 30 minutes, the attendant guy came and said a girl is waiting near the gate. She is refusing to leave and wants to talk to me. He told me to go and send her asap as it’s not good for business.

So I went to the apartment gate and scolded her to leave. She was asking why I am hating her so much and why I am refusing to give her a chance. On the other side, the attendee guy was pressuring me. So I had no choice and took her inside.

As we were discussing inside the main office hall, the attendee guy came and asked us to move to the next room and discuss. He got some customers coming upstairs. I made Anushka sit in the room and told her to wait as I can’t waste my time with her arguing.

I closed the door and came to the hall to see what’s happening. Some broker brought 2 guys, the attendee walked to the other room and lined up 6 girls for them to choose. Both the selected each girl. He allocated them the room number. They walked outside taking them to the next flats in the same building.

I asked the attendee. He said there are 12 girls in a shift tonight and why only six lined up. He said, “Sir, you have to wait longer to get to see all our girls. Other girls are busy attending customers at the moment. Once they are done, they will come back here and wait inside for the next customer.”

“Today is like a dry day. And in the first lineup, there were 6. In peak times it would be zero and we used to have a customer waiting in the other waiting room there. As it is not a busy day today we got more lined up.”

I went back to Anushka and advised her to leave. She said it’s already 10:30. She had told her parents that she is staying in her friend’s place. She said she will see and learn the attitude of the girls to act like a proper prostitute. I spoke to the attendee and requested him to allow Anushka to see around if it’s ok.

He declined straight forward and said he is cooperating only for Swetha’s words. He said if Anushka is walking around and any customer asks to fuck her, then he can not deny as that would spoil his reputation. I told Anushka about it and she also agreed.

In the next couple of hours, a few other customers also came and picked some girls. I walked to other apartment houses. None of the houses have locks and no locks for the doors also. Maybe that’s also for security reasons. I managed to interview a few girls in the waiting room.

It’s around 12:30 and 2 guys are brought in by another pimp. Most of the girls by now serviced 2 customers and some good looking girls did 3. The attendee called the girls for line up and there she was. Anushka also came along and stood in the line.

Director continued to explain. Swetha you won’t believe, she was like a bomb. She changed to ghaghra choli and was looking like a goddess. I don’t know what happened in the last 1 hour. I was discussing with other girls and casual chats with some customers and making my notes.

In the meantime, while Anushka had some quick makeup done. Her ghaghra skirt was tied low waist on her hip bone. An inch below then her pussy will be visible. Choli blouse was a very small and sleeveless and had a couple of notes to the back.

Her back was fully exposed. It was a marvelous scene to see. A major portion of her skin from browse to skirt was left open to kill the viewers.  It just took 10 seconds for the customers to choose her. They both selected her. So one guy agreed to have her first and the other guy agreed to wait.

The price was 15k for around 1 a pop or max up to 1 hour. Most girls complete in 30 minutes so they can get ready for the next customer. The attendee told her to take the customer to the special service room which is in the same flat. I was sitting on the sofa next to those guys.

Anushka walked near and asked them, “Who wants to go first?” Wow, that was the perfect prostitute attitude that I saw in her eyes. She held the guy’s hand and took him inside the room and closed the door. I was so jealous of that guy to have the beauty and to crush her naked body.

The attendee called me aside and took me to another room. It was the adjacent room with a full view of what’s happening in the next room. He said this is the reason that is called a special room. No girls working here knows about this. We use this room to monitor the girls when we hire them.

The other room had a big semi-circle bed. Anusha was standing and the guy was hugging and kissing on her neck. He slowly removed the knots of the blouse and slipped it off from her shoulders. Such a beautiful round breast and cute small nipples came in full view.

He turned her around and she happily did. He hugged her again pressing boobs against his chest. Got engaged in kissing and chewing each other’s lips. She started to unbutton his shirt and the guy quickly removed his shirt, pant including his inners.

“Hmmm, nice cock. Good size.” were the words from Anushka which we heard on speaker in our room. The skirt fell on the floor and she was fully nude and no panty inside. He held her ass and lifted her bringing her pussy up as much as possible and trying to kiss it. With a full force threw her on the bed.

She bounced a couple of times for the force and laughing. He moved straight to the missionary position and started to pump her. She was doing this for the first time as a prostitute. The guys were hungry to eat. In the confusion, they even forgot about the condom.

He started to fuck her with his full body on top of her and her legs tightly wrapped on his ass. After a couple of minutes. He tried to take his cock and asked her to blow it. But she refused to suck. However, she climbed on top of him and rode him. He was holding her boobs and driving her.

After pumping for some more time. He removed his cock and came on her boobs. It took just 9 minutes for her to complete the first customer. As advised by the attendee guy. She pressed the buzzer next to the bed once he finished. The guy stood up, got dressed and walked out of the room.

I and attendee walked in to check Anushka and she was cleaning herself with the wet wipes. The attendee asked where is the used condom. Anuska just remembered she did bareback sex without and said, “Sorry I forgot.”

He warned, “See, this is very very important. Under no circumstance, you will do this again. Do you understand?” She replied yes and started to dress in her skirt and blouse. Just pretending like he doesn’t know, he said. “The customer had complained that you did not take it in your mouth. Why?”

She replied, “I don’t like to take in the mouth.”

“See, if you don’t like then you don’t have to do sex also. The customer is paying for your full body which includes your mouth. If they want to fuck your mouth, then you should please them and that’s how it works.”

She just nodded her head and said ok. I told that I would like to have a quick talk with my girl and the attendee left. I asked why she is doing it and if she wants any pocket money. She said, “If I am to act as a prostitute in the movie and I better learn to be one.”

I was so impressed with her, Swetha. That’s when I decided and told her that I have seen a lot of audition. I confirmed that she is the lead female role in the movie. Tears started to the role from her eyes and said, “Thanks. Last week I was not able to perform better. But I am a quick learner and I will do my best.”

I told her that I don’t have any more work here and I can drop her home. She said that she can not go home now. She told her parents that she is staying at her friend’s hostel. With a smile on her face, “Sir, you leave if you wish. I got another customer waiting. There are some more prostitute skills to learn.”

I laughed and hugged her. Advised her to make sure to enjoy and use a condom. In the flow accidentally we ended up kissing each other. Her eyes are filled with happiness and she asked, “Sir, nanga dekhna hey kya? (Would you like to see my naked body?) Want to fuck me?”

I said, “Yes, I would like to fuck you like hell.” With a teasing laugh, she pushed me. “Well, then take your token, pay the money to the attendee and wait in the line. My demand is quite high tonight.” We both laughed and agreed we shall enjoy some other time.

I said I am leaving and she walked her next customer back to the special room. However, I could not go. So, I walked back and went to the hidden room. It’s not even 5 minutes she took her customer inside. they were in 69 position and she was sucking the guy’s cocks so willingly and him eating her pussy.

To be continued.

Abhishek ne meri mummy kaha, “Waise ek bat kahu? Naveen ke dad bohut lucky hai.” Mummy ne usse pucha kaise. Mere dost ne reply diya”Itni hot wife jo hai unke pass mein.”

Ye hot shabd meri mummy ke liye aaj Abhishek ne dusri bar kaha kiya tha. Ek bar usne mere samne bola tha lekin aaj toh isne ye bat meri mummy ke samne hi bol diya. Mummy use lagatar dekh rahi thi. Unhone kaha, “Main tumhe hot lagti hu?” Abhishek ne kaha, “Kyu nahi, ho aap hot.”

Mummy ne kaha, “Moti ho gayi hu main.” Abhishek ne kaha, “Aap aurto ka yahi dikkat hai. Thodi age hoti nahi apne aap ko kam aakne lagte ho. Meri nazar se dekho sach mein aap bohut hot ho.” Meri mummy ne hanste hue kaha, “Chalo man liya tumne kaha toh.”

Mera dost ye sab bate karke meri mummy ki phuddi garam kar raha hai. Aur meri mummy bhi nashe ki halat mein uske sab bato ka reply de hi rahi thi. Mere dost ne kaha, “Us din jo aapne skirt aur shirt pahna tha, Nilesh ke birthday pe. Us din aap bohut hot lag rahi thi.”

Main dekh raha tha mera dost meri mummy se bat karta hua thoda shift hoke unke pass aa gaya tha. Meri mummy ko pura nasha chad chuka tha. Unki aankhe band ho rahi thi. Mera dost lagatar unse bate karta hua unki sunderta ki tarif kar raha tha.

Dosto mera dil bohut jor se us samay dhadak raha tha. Mujhe us time bas woh scene dhyan mein aane laga. Jab maine Abhishek ko us aunty ko chodte hue dekh ke maza leta tha. Abhishek ne meri mummy se pucha, “How old is your husband? I just want to understand the age gap between you.”

Mummy ne bataya aprox 10 years. Mere dost ne kaha, “Aapki shadi bohut jaldi ho gayi thi na? Aapko dekh ke nahi lagta ki Naveen aapka beta hai. Aap abhi bhi young dikhti hai.” Woh meri mummy se bat karta hua dhire dhire unke aur pass jata chala gaya.

Meri mummy ke aankhe bich mein band ho jaa rahi thi. Neend se nashe mein chur thi woh us samay. Mere dost ne dhire se meri mummy ke kandhe pe hath rakha aur kaha, “Aap theek hai?” Mummy ne halki aankhe kholi aur kaha, “Lagta hai bohut ho gaya aaj. Naveen ko utha do ghar jate hai ab.”

Abhishek ne kaha, “Naveen so chuka hoga. Aap rest karlo thodi der yahi pe. Main aapko chod deta hu. Mera room khali hai. Main waha aapko leke jata hu, aap aram karlo.” Usne meri mummy ke dono kandho ko pakda aur uthane laga. Meri mummy jaise khadi hui woh ladkhada ke girne lagi.

Abhishek ne meri mummy ko apne baho mein samet ke khada kar diya. Mera dil jor se dhadhak karne laga. Mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha aaj ye sab ho jayega. Woh dhire dhire leke meri mummy ko dusre room mein leke chala gaya. Main jan raha tha aaj mere dost ke pass ek bohut bada opportunity hai.

Woh apni hawas meri mummy ki phuddi se mitayega. Kyuki meri mummy aaj is halat mein nahi thi ki kuch samajh sake. Aur shayad yahi karan tha ki usne sab plan karke ye sab kiya tha. Usne dhire dhire karke meri mummy ko apne bistar pe lita diya.

Mummy ko dekh ke lag raha tha jaise woh so chuki hai. Woh silent hoke leti hui thi. Mera dost wahi pass mein baitha ek bhuke bhediye ki tarah meri mummy ko dekh raha tha. Usne dhire se mummy ko naam se bulaya, “Barkha aap so gayi kya?’

Ek do bar usne mummy ko hilaya bhi lekin mummy respond nahi de rahi thi. Mere dost ne dhire se ek hath aage kiya aur meri mummy ke gal ko chhune laga. Dhire se hath le jake mummy ke hoth pe rakha aur halka firane laga. Mujhe ander se ek dum gudgudi hone lagi.

Mere dost ko meri mummy ke sath aisa karke dekhte hue bohut ajeeb lag raha tha. Woh lagatar apni unglio se nashe ke halat mein meri mummy ke hoth gal gale ko dhire dhire chhu raha tha. Achanak se usne apna hath meri mummy ke boobs pe top ke upar se rakh diya aur chune laga.

Usne apni aankhe band kar li thi aur hath se chute hue meri mummy ke boobs ka anand le raha tha. Usne apna baya hath apne boxer ke ander dal liya aur apne lund ko sahlane laga. Ek hath se woh meri mummy ke boobs pakad ke chu raha tha aur dusre se apne lund ko sahla raha tha.

Mere dost ne apne sir ko niche kiya. Meri mummy ke hoth pe kiss kiya aur usne dhire se meri mummy ka top upar kar diya. Meri mummy ki pet dikhne lagi. Mere dost ne apni hatheli pet pe rakh diya aur dhire dhire sahlane laga. Usne hath ko top ke ander dalke bra ke upar se meri mummy ke boobs ko chhua.

Woh bich mein jhuk ke mummy ke hoth pe kiss kar le raha tha. Isi dauran meri mummy ‘Aahh’ karke halka apna aankh kholne lagi. Unse aankhe nahi kholi jaa rahi thi. Apni dhime aawaz nikal rahi thi unke muh se. Mre dost ne dhire se meri mummy ki skirt ko pakad ke utha diya.

Mujhe us samay meri mummy ki lal chaddi dikhne lagi. Mera dost niche dekhta hua apni hatheli ko unki chaddi mein dal diya aur meri mummy ke phuddi ko chhune laga. Mummy ki dhimi aawaz badhne lagi thi. Woh moan karna chalu kar di thi.

Mera dost shayad jaan chuka tha ki meri mummy uske aise harkat se garam ho rahi hai. Woh lagatar apne unglio se meri mummy ki phuddi ko ragad raha tha. Mere dost ne usi time apne boxer ko nikal ke ke niche kar diya. Mujhe uska lund dikhne laga.

Uska lund bohut bada aur ek dum tight ho chuka tha. Woh apne lund ko sahlata hua meri mummy ki phuddi ko ragad raha tha. Achanak meri mummy ki aankhe khul gayi aur woh jhatke se uth ke baith gayi. Unhone Abhishek se pucha, “Ye kya kar rahe ho tum?”

Meri mummy ne Abhishek ke lund ko sehalate hue bhi dekha. Mummy thoda usse naraz hui. Abhishek ne kaha, “Barkha I really like you. You have fantastic body.” Woh aage bhadta hue mummy ko kiss karne gaya. Mummy piche hati aur kaha, “Ye sab kya hai ye galat hai.”

Abhishek ne kaha, “Aap daro mat. Koi nahi hai yaha pe. Please lets enjoy today.” Woh aage badh ke ek kiss kiya mummy ke hoth pe. Mummy thoda piche hathi aur kaha, “No Abhishek, maine iske bare mein nahi kabhi socha.” Woh bed se niche utarne ke li aage badhi.

Abhishek ne meri mummy ke kamar ko pakad ke piche khicha aur sidha karke leta diya. Mummy ne kaha, “Please Abhishek don’t do this.” Abhishek ne kaha, “I really like you aur main janta hu aap bohut akele ho. Lets do it Barkha koi nahi hai yaha. Naveen soya hua hai kisi ko malum nahi chalega.”

Woh meri mummy ke upar let gaya. Usne meri mummy ke dono hath pakad liye aur mummy ke hoth chumne laga. Main dekh raha tha meri mummy ke aankh se halke aansu nikalne lagi thi. Woh Abhishek ko bar bar rokne ki koshish kar rahi thi.

Lekin Abhishek lagatar unhe kiss kar raha tha. Achanak meri mummy ne apna hath niche kiya. Mere dost meri mummy ki chaddi niche utar raha tha. Mummy use rok rahi thi. Lekin iske bawjud mere dost ne meri mummy ki chaddi nikal ke niche fek diya.

Mummy ke gal pakad ke bola, “Barkha trust me no one is hear. I really like you let me do it you will love it.” Abhishek ne apna hath niche kiya aur apne lund ko pakad ke meri mummy ki phuddi ke muh pe rakh ke ek jhatka mara. Uske lund ka topa meri mummy ki phuddi mein chala gaya.

Mummy ke muh se chikh nikal gayi. Unhone kaha, “Abhishek bahar nikalo.” Abhishek ne kaha, “Barkha trust me you will enjoy this.” Usne meri mummy ki hoth mein apna hoth lagaya. Aur dhire se kamar ko upar karke fir se dhakka mara. Fir se uska lund mummy ki phuddi mein chala gaya.

Mummy hath ko niche karke thoda use rokna ka try kar rahi thi. Lekin mera dost man nahi raha tha woh lagatar kamar ko upar niche karke apna lund meri mummy ki phuddi mein dalke unhe chode jaa raha tha.

Kariban 2 minutes bad meri mummy uske is harkat se garam ho chuki thi. Kyuki woh kitna bhi roke hai toh aurat mere dost ke lund ne unki phuddi garam kar di thi. Unhone vidroh karna band kar diya. Ab mere dost ne ache se lagbagh 10 minutes tak unhe choda.

Apna sara sperm meri mummy ke bachhadani mein gira diya aur unke upar let gaya. Meri mummy ke aankh se aansu nikal rahe the. Abhishek ne aansu pocha aur kaha, “Aapko acha nahi laga? Sach boliye. Main janta hu aap bohut akeli hai life mein aur aapko jo khushi milni chahiye woh nahi mili hai.”

Meri mummy ne usse kaha, “Ye galat hua hai.” Usne kaha, “Ye galat nahi hai aapko pura right hai apne life ko jine ka aapki khusi isi mein hai.”Usne ek hanky liya aur meri mummy ki phuddi pe laga apna sperm saf kiya. Niche se meri mummy ki panty utha ke meri mummy ko pahna diya.

Mummy ne kaha, “Mujhe ghar jana hai abhi please.” Abhishek ne kaha, “Pahle aap apna mood theek kar lijiye. Main Naveen ko utha deta hu use pata nahi chalega kuch agar aap theek se rahi toh.” Abhishek ne niche se apni boxer uthai aur pahenne laga.

Main dhire se aage bed pe let gaya. Sach kahu dosto main khud dar gaya tha. Kyuki Abhishek se thoda dar toh lagta hi tha. Woh bada bhi tha mujhse aur takatvar bhi. Main nahi chahta tha ki woh jane ki maine use meri mummy ko chodte hue hue dekh liya hai.

Main shant hoke leta raha. Mera dost ander aaya uske 2 bar aawaz lagane ke bad maine aankhe kholi. Usne kaha, “Jake so jao ghar mein. Teri mummy bhi jana chahti hai.” Ab main dhire se bed se niche utra aur bahar aa gaya. Mummy dhire dhire Abhishek ke room mein se gate pe aa gayi thi.

Maine kaha, “Chaliye mummy.” Ab main mummy ko pakad ke leke chala gaya ghar mein aur mummy ko unke room mein leta ke light off kar di. Main apne room mein aake let gaya. Main bohut jyada nashe mein tha. Mujhe Abhishek pe bohut gussa aa raha tha kyuki usne jabardasti meri mummy ki panty kholi thi.

Lekin sach mein mujhe samajh mein nahi aa raha tha main kya karu us time mein. Mujhe mummy ka rota hua woh chehra yaad aa raha tha jab Abhishek unhe chod raha tha.

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Hello everyone, Arshaan is back. I hope you guys enjoyed the earlier parts. I had received many positive comments and would love to thank my readers.

Now, let’s conclude with the final part of the saga.

My slutty college senior Nandini’s sexy ass is to die for guys, those heavenly shaped, perfectly cupped round and bouncing cheeks are an amazing sight to behold.

I was watching her prepare Maggi in the kitchen with her ass globes facing me and I got an instant erection. Even though she had just sucked me dry a couple of minutes ago, my cock was ready for more.

I got up and proceed to her with the torn skirt in hand, went close to her, twirled that skirt and put it around her neck. Nandi suddenly gasped for air and spoke in a choking voice,

“Master, please take care not to make any marks visible as we still have to uphold ourselves outside these walls. You are free to mark your territory on my body anywhere which is not visible to others but only to you.”

I told her that I’ll be as rough as I want with her but keep in mind not to visibly mark her.

I slowly pulled her closer to me, gently choking her with the skirt till my erect cock completely disappeared in her ass. It was so soft and warm, she was doing everything she could to hold my cock tightly between her cheeks.

My hunger was flaring up and the food wasn’t ready yet. Suddenly, I got an idea and opened the fridge. I took out the jam and applied some on Nandi’s pussy. It was dripping wet since my cock was teasing it this entire time.

I knelt down and said, “I am hungry and until you finish, let me eat this sweet honey pot”. I licked the jam on her pussy and pushed my tongue deep into her giving her a sudden jolt of pleasure. She started moaning wildly and pushed my head deep while I was working magic on her love hole with my tongue.

She was near to climax and told me that she wants to cum. And before I could answer, she let out a huge flow of her pussy juices onto me. I was excited on the inside as it was really sweet mixed with the jam flavor but to show my dominance over her as her master, I got up with a furious face, turned her towards me and pinched her nipples.

I told her, “Bitch, I didn’t give you permission to cum yet and now you have to face the consequence of your action”. She was pleading, “Master, I’m sorry it won’t happen again” but I was in no mood to listen.

I dragged the slutty college girl into the master bedroom and tied her hands and legs with the sheets, shut her mouth with the cum-stained skirt and went to the kitchen. Now I took a couple of ice cubes, corn oil and a long cucumber.

I went straight to the room and first blindfolded her. Now I whispered in her ear, “Be ready to experience the pleasure of your life”.

I slowly poured the oil onto her ass and massaged her crack. I did that for a few minutes and slowly pushed one of my fingers in her butthole. She moaned slowly, then I put two fingers into her ass crack and slowly thrust them, in and out. Nandini was moaning slowly, all this while.

Now I immediately pulled my fingers out, removed her blindfold and inserted the cucumber fully into her asshole. Her eyes opened wide and she was screaming but the skirt was doing a good work of voice suppression.

I started thrusting a little bit roughly and slowly, she came to enjoy the sensation. I could see that she was rolling her eyes but the devil in me still wasn’t satisfied.

I slowly came on top of her and within a matter of a few seconds, I pulled out the cucumber and thrust my cock deep into her ass. Since my senior girl’s hole was already stretched out, it wasn’t that difficult but I could see tears in her eyes that her ass was being ripped apart.

My cock was indeed thicker than the cucumber and stretched her ass to its limits. Then I took the ice cubes and slowly put one inside her pussy and with the other one, I started massaging her clit.

This stunt completely blew her mind and broke it off as she experienced a barrage of orgasms sequentially tiring her thoroughly.

I had not noticed that the bedsheet was being torn slowly and suddenly, I could see that Nandi’s hands were free. She immediately pulled the skirt out of her mouth, pulled me on top of her and started kissing me wildly just the way I like it.

She kissed me for a good 5 minutes and whispered in my ears, “Master, I love you and want to be your slut forever, please cum inside my ass and mark your territory over it.”

I fucked her ass hard for another 10 minutes and both of us climaxed at the same time with me unloading streams of cum inside her ass. Slowly, I pulled out my cock dripping with cum and untied her legs. She was too weakened to get up.

I went near to her nipples and pinched them. She screamed with her mouth wide open when I exactly forced my cock into her throat and told her, “Now suck your master clean like a good little slut” to which she obediently started sucking the remaining cum off my dick, licking it completely clean.

Both of us lay on the bed for some time and then I asked her to go get Maggi and some jam from the kitchen. She got up and fetched both the items and as she was going to sit beside me, I told her to kneel before me and serve me the food like how a slave should.

She bent down on one knee, raised the plate and said, “please eat your food, master.”

I started eating the food while the slutty college slave girl was staring at me with an innocent face. I told her to get a pillow from the bed and place it under her knees. I took the Maggi and started chewing it.

Then I told her to open her mouth and transferred it from mine to hers a couple of times. Then I told her to apply the jam on my cock and suck on it till her hunger was satisfied fingering her pussy all the while.

Nandini was sucking my cock tenderly, licking the jam all over the tip and my balls till I finished the noodles.

My cock was hard again and ready for action. I put the plate beside her and lifted her onto me and told her, “Now, stretch your pussy and beg me to take your virginity”.

She came close to me as I was sitting at the edge of the bed, stretching her pussy lips with two fingers saying, “Master, please make me your slut. Fill me up with your seed, fuck me till your heart’s content. This body was meant for you to defile. I beg you to break my seal and take me whole. My pussy was born to take your cock inside.”

I pulled the submissive Indian girl over me and said, “Bitch, now your mine” and thrust my cock deep inside her pussy by making her sit on top of my cock in my lap. She started crying with tears in her eyes. I could feel her blood flowing down my cock till my balls.

(Trust me guys, the feeling of your cock inside a virgin tight pussy is an ecstatic feeling which makes you feel like you have reached the gates of nirvana).

Slowly, I started pushing her ass down and lifting her up making up and down movements, then followed by to and fro moves to stretch out her pussy to accommodate my girth. Her ass was already stretched out for my cock but her pussy was fresh yet to be marked with my seed.

After 15 minutes of slow fucking and gentle pecks on her neck and lips, she started enjoying the feeling, came closer to me and said, “Master, please fuck me every day and take me to heaven on your cock. Your cum is my sacred food which I need every day in my mouth”.

I started fucking her with deep strokes as she told this to me and she rode me faster. Her pussy walls were like a suction device, sucking my cock to drain every bit of life within me.

I slapped her ass hard with one hand and put another finger in her asshole, fucking both her holes simultaneously. I could sense that she was reaching her climax with my constant torture of love and near to cum.

I pulled her hair and she arched back when I put my mouth on one of her nipples and sucked it roughly as I came deep inside her pussy. She let out a loud moan which I knew indicated that she had experienced multiple orgasms at the climaxing moment.

She fell over me like a lifeless corpse and with her last breath whispered into my ears, “Master, I am so lucky to be your slave” and fell asleep.

Even I had exhausted most of my energy and feel asleep under her.

I woke up late in the evening with her sitting near my cock and sucking it. When I opened my eyes, she greeted me and said, “Master, please let me have my energy drink”.

I told her to be a good slut and drink it all up before I leave. She had become a pro at blowjobs and made me cum within a few minutes. I unloaded deep into her throat and she sucked my cock dry. I dressed up and slapped her ass before I left saying that I will pick her up the next day morning for college.

From that day onward, it was our routine. She used to suck my dick at college every morning before the class begins and every evening after the class ends. We had found a perfect spot in an old abandoned warehouse behind our college where nobody used to visit in the morning and evening.

Nandini became an extreme pro at sucking my dick that she could make me cum in minutes if she felt hungry enough.

Whenever I used to be pissed off at someone or some incident in class, I would ask her to come and fuck me in the girls’ toilet at the far end of the Chemistry lab. I always have a pack of condoms with me since I prefer safe sex. Nandi loves my cum I used to deepthroat her raw.

During one such incident when I was fucking my senior girl hard, there was someone at the door watching us. At first glance, I could not identify her but then after a few minutes, I changed positions to reverse cowgirl and I could clearly see that it was my Chemistry ma’am. I smiled wickedly at her and winked.

Nandi was unaware of someone watching us was riding my cock like there was no tomorrow.

I turned towards Nandi and kissed her then bit her on the lips as I came deep inside her. When we finished, I saw that the teacher was no more to be seen. We finished our session and left.

The session I had with my horny professor will be continued in a spin-off.

Mine and Nandi’s relationship continued until I graduated. We used to fuck every weekend at her home, in resorts, and in our college.

As per her wish, I had fucked her on the terrace just before her graduation ceremony but that is a story for another time. I will write the same and post it if receive positive reviews from my readers.

That’s the end of this saga, guys, on how I made my college senior, my cum slut/slave and how we satisfied our carnal desires.

Stay tuned for the spin-off with my professor and Nandi’s last fuck in college.

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Hi friends. My name is Parag Panchal (age 19) from Mumbai. Generally, I share someone else’s erotic incident in the form of a story, but this story is based on my life.

A few weeks ago, my elder brother had gone on a camping trip that was sponsored by his college. A day before the camping trip, he was entirely focused on packing his bag and preparing himself for the trip. In the excitement of the upcoming adventure, he had become hasty in his manners.

I took advantage of my elder brother’s condition and obtained his login password. How I did it, is a completely different matter (comment below to know the trick).

Once I got hold of my elder brother’s computer credentials, I became more excited than he was, obviously for completely different reasons.

My elder brother left home for his camping trip in the morning and on the same afternoon, I initiated my mission. I checked on my mother and found that she was taking her afternoon nap, as usual. I came into my room and locked the door from the inside.

I started the computer and logged into my elder brother’s profile. The drives did not have anything interesting stored in them, so I opened up the web browser and began to see his search history. My mission would have failed if I had not kept patience.

After meticulously going through my elder brother’s search history, I discovered a URL link that was accessed frequently. What had captured my attention was this particular wording in the URL link- ‘dscgirls.com’.

I accessed the URL link that my brother had visited multiple times. When the webpage opened, my mouth dropped with surprise after looking at the contents of the webpage. It was a live video sex chat website named ‘Delhi Sex Chat.

I could not resist my horny temptations and began to explore the site. I found numerous Indian girls and women whom one finds in a pornographic video and loves to watch repeatedly.

On the webpage, I came across the profile of hot seductive girls, mature women boldly exposing their mesmerising curves all of whom who had presented themselves in transparent or short and tight garments.

One such girl’s profile caught my attention. Her name was Namita (age 22), from West Bengal. I readily began to view her semi-nude pictures and sample videos. I could have used my elder brother’s profile but didn’t want to create any unnecessary hassle.

I created my account on Delhi Sex Chat and proceeded to initiate a live video sex chat session with Namita. After making the payment using my mother’s credit card details for purchasing credits, the chat session was activated. I connected the headphone to the computer and waited eagerly for Namita to show her presence.

Namita waved at me when she saw me on her screen. Although she was across the webcam, I felt an instant rush of excitement and ecstasy watching her presence on the screen.

The cam model was wearing a short tight navy blue t-shirt that highlighted the curvy impressions of her perky breasts. She had covered her wide hips and athletic thighs wearing a white short yoga pant. Her hair was full and styled mostly on one side.

Namita: Wow! Look at you… I finally met someone my age after a long time. Is this your first session?

Myself: Yes.. I found out about this site after secretly looking at my elder brother’s search history. Until now, I thought pornography was the only best alternative for sex.

Namita: Sneaky! Well, I can assure you that any webcam model on this site; including me, can change your perspective toward sexual stimulation. We are known for our comforting open-minded attitude (winks).

Myself: Tell me Namita, where you studying prior to this session or were those textbooks part of your admirer’s wish?

Namita: I was using these textbooks as a base to raise my laptop at a specific height. They are a part of the curriculum, but I don’t need them to pass exams (smiles).

Myself: How do you mean?

Namita: I have seduced the principal of my college. I take care of his desires and he takes care of my marks. Quid pro quo!

Myself: No doubt he must have been attracted towards you. Your approach only made his dream come true. How do you make your college principal happy?

Namita: Once or twice a week, I visit his office. He keeps his schedule free for about an hour. I entertain him by performing my acts on his office desk. Sometimes when I don’t visit him on purpose, he calls me and teases me to come to him. On such occasions, he fucks me well on the office desk.

Myself: Show me what happens when you two are alone in the room. Listening to you talking about your sexual encounters with your principal has turned me on.

Namita: I enter his office room and close the door from the inside. Even though he pretends to be busy with his work, he is eager to pounce on me. I clear his desk and sit on it keeping my legs on the armrest of his chair.

Namita placed a short stool in front of the webcam and sat on it spreading her legs. I was feeling the stimulating heat, so I removed my trousers and pulled out my erect dick from the boxer opening. I slowly started stroking my dick, when I saw Namita moving her hands seductively on her body parts.

Namita: My horny principal would start moving his hands on my thighs and grab my ass while doing so. He would then turn me around, as he likes to pull my leggings or cotton pant and get excited at the sight of my tight ass. My horny principal loves to spread my ass cheeks and thoroughly lick my ass crack and the butt hole.

Namita had around and pulled her short yoga pants exposing her tight ass. She spread her ass cheeks and rubbed her fingers over her ass crack. When I saw her butt hole and tight pussy lips, I began to stroke my dick while also breathing heavily.

Namita: My principal loses all his patience when I tease him by moving my hips seductively, in an up and down motion. He immediately stands up and pulls out his erect cock from his pants. Holding me by my hips, he positions me at the edge of the office desk and sticks his fat cock up inside my moist pussy.

Namita grabbed a dotted dildo and shoved it inside her vagina. Gradually increasing the penetrating rhythm, she shoved the long dotted dildo deep inside her pink vagina and started to moan in pleasure. I too at that point had begun stroking my dick in a rather aggressive manner because of the sheer excitement.

My excitement had reached at such a point that I was not able to stop stroking my dick. It was as if the stimulating power had taken control over my hands.

The sight of the dotted dildo penetrating inside Namita’s dripping pussy, the structure of her tight ass and deep ass crack, her moans in ecstasy made it very difficult to hold my excitement inside.

When Namita pulled the long dotted dildo out from her vagina, her pussy lips had taken the shape of the dildo’s curves. By using her fingers, she spread her pussy lips apart and stimulated herself by rubbing her clitoris. That was enough for me to shout out in pleasure and shoot my load onto the computer screen.

Namita noticed that I had climaxed all over the computer screen and began to giggle. She was expecting me to contain my excitement for some more time. We continued speaking on erotic topics until the session was over.

Namita asked me to come soon for another session and I promised her that I would return soon enough. As the session was about to get over, Namita waved me goodbye while rubbing her pussy lips.

That day, I had discovered the ultimate acquired taste for sexual stimulation, something that was close enough to sexual intercourse.

My first experience on this website was enchanting. After that day, I decided to explore my imagination and spend quality time with Delhi sex chat’s open-minded webcam models such as Namita.

Shilpa, a hot MILF, was taking a massage from Peter, a masseur from Australia.

By now he was massaging her thigh, running his hand up from her knee to her thigh just below her cheek. His hands were confident in their touch. When he began to caress her inner thigh she eased her leg aside more for him. His fingers caressed her inner thigh, so close to her pussy and ass opening.

Shilpa was talking but deeply noticing her hands on her inner thighs and again she felt turned on.

‘You must be kidding,’ Shilpa replied.

‘Oh no, not kidding you at all. Just look at your strong and firm thighs, strong yet smooth and your gorgeous skin color and texture. You are a goddess. Far ahead of all the women I saw. You have sensational curves.’

His fingers pressed her clenching, folding some of her cheeks in his palm and then released it then repeated the movement. Slowly moving his hand to a different spot each time he did this.

‘Really? I always think I’m too fat. ’

‘Oh god. No! you aren’t fat, you are magnificent. Your cheeks are firm but soft, no sagging here, no fat. I wish you can see from behind.’

‘Well thanks, Peter, I appreciate you and surely I am enjoying your hands,’ she mumbled into the pillow.

‘Really? That’s nice, thank you, I enjoy talking to people, finding out about them. ’

As he continued to rub, caress, press her ass she can hear the sounds of her hands gently rubbing and stroking her ass. All this made her arouse and Shilpa couldn’t control her body. She got lost and felt the temptation to raise her hips slightly using her knees.

His hands on her were very arousing like his words and she squirmed slightly. Then clenched her cheeks together to show her enjoyment of his touch. Her response was automatic. Peter had a clear view of butthole crack as the string was very thin.

Peter knew he’s lucky to have such a view while massaging her assets.  She felt his fingers running down the crease between her cheeks, either side of the string of her g-string. He caressed deep down to her anus and the flesh between her that and her pussy.

Shilpa’s eyes were wide open in sudden sensation but were still lost. Peter kept doing this rubbing deeply. He was very near her butthole. His hand was touching the g-string thread between ass. This time she couldn’t help it. She raised her hips, and then pressed down in response to his touch.

This developed into a rhythm, as he pressed and got deep she raised her hips slightly. As he released the pressure of his touch she pressed her hips harder into the table. His hands moved over her hips and under her. So when she raised her hips she was inviting him to touch her under.

He didn’t go that far but it seemed as if he was teasing her.  She felt his fingers caressing, almost coming into contact with her pussy lips under her g-string. He also moved his hands down the side of her ass, across her hips and almost under her.

Again she lifted her hips slightly to accommodate his touch towards her front. She felt him lift the string of her g-string. He slid his fingers down her ass crease, across. But not touching her ass hole, and where her pussy lips came together. He held the string away from her ass and continued to caress her.

Shilpa was lost completely in deep-pleasure. A soft moan betrayed the sensuality of his touch and the effect on her. She squirmed her hips against his fingers, squeezed her cheeks together. He began a rhythm of up and down movements of her hips.

He roamed his hands over her love handles, her hips, in the crease of her buttocks, down the side of her hips. This wasn’t a massage she thought to herself, this was the sensuality of a lover. She surrendered to his arousing. She was able to squeeze his butt cheeks, tight and firm as he caressed her.

For several minutes he continued to caress and press her ass. His fingers lingering between her thighs. His thumbs easing her cheeks apart either side of her ass crease. Shilpa silently enjoyed it for very long. She felt his rubbing got slow and she slowed her hip movement.

Shilpa now regained her senses and felt her body temperature was very high. She was sweating a lot now. All the body was wet.

‘Now relax,’ he whispered to her. ‘Are you ok, Shilpa?’

‘Yes, this is wonderful, you have magic fingers.’

For ten minutes or so he rubbed her back, from her pressurizing her spine to lower back just above her buttocks to her neck and shoulders. Here she felt the sexual tension flow out of her. She was able to relax and open herself to his touch. Now Shilpa again felt all the turn-on and dripping in her pussy.

Now she realized that was too much and got sure with sensations of continuous dripping leakage inside her. She knew her inside the condition and was thinking about outside. Her leaked juices must be visible on g-string. It was impossible after such long erotic massage that the g-string could hold that huge leakage.

Again, he asked her about herself. She told him about her kids’ married life, work and so on.  Her voice had taken on a dreamy quality as she talked quietly to him. She felt his energy flowing out of his hands. Her energy flowing out from her through his hands to him.

‘I’ll apply a trick to your tail-bone if you feel pain or couldn’t bear it then just say no. Ok?’

Shilpa nodded her head. Peter put his palm at her tail bone and pressurized it. Shilpa felt a little but as Peter released with a jerk and in seconds she felt great.

‘Is it ok? Can I do more?’

Shilpa gruffed, ‘Yeah.’

Peter again pressed and counted, ‘1,2,3,4…’ and released. He did it 4-5 times and Shilpa appreciated. Every jerk made her gruff more with pressure with awkward sounds. She felt a little embarrassed but it was a great trick.

‘Feels good ?’

‘Wow, I enjoyed it. ‘

‘Impressive, no lady could bear it more than one. You are tough. ‘

He moved around and stood at the top of her head. He manipulated between the back of her head and her spine He rubbed her shoulders and then held her head on each side and rubbed the side of her neck. She felt his hands on her back, and then he put his hands on her strap bra.

‘Can I open it?’

Shilpa moaned, ‘Yes.’

Peter pulled the hook and moved her strips to sides. Her 38dd heavy tits got released leaving marks on her back. Peter took a long look at her toned nude hot body and appreciated the view. She was completely nude except a string.

‘There was a lot of tension there, you must relax more now.’

Shilpa moved as Peter moved his hands in a long flowing move down to her buttocks, over her ass cheeks as far as he could reach. He repeated this many times, in the middle and outwards. His palms were giving more comfort to her. Shilpa was lying there with an opened bra to her sides.

He was applying intense pressure on her spine and Shilpa was enjoying every bit of it. The sexual tension was already very high. At the end of the move, his hands came down her ass cheeks to her ass. Ten or eleven times eventually he took one arm and lowered it to her side and stepped away.

Shilpa turned her head towards him and he had a towel between his outstretched arms.

‘Time to turn over Shilpa,’ he said quietly.

Shilpa held her big tits with the left hand and tried to get up. But she couldn’t as her senses were not working. But Peter held her from shoulder and managed to rest her. He placed the towel over her tits to her thighs. Peter had folded a towel and a pillow under her head.

This was the first time Shilpa could see his face properly, even in the dimly lit room. He was young, very young, hardly a man she thought to herself. Clean-shaven, short hair, and an open friendly face.

‘You are quite young,’ she smiled at him.

Peter smiled.

She murmured, ‘How long have you been a masseur?’

‘I started when I was at university. I needed something to help pay my fees, and I liked it so I gave up my course and studied massage therapy. It fascinated me, there is so much to learn.’

‘Well so far I give you earned good points,’ she laughed, ‘but it depends on how you finish me.’

He smiled at her, and she wondered if he caught the double entendre.

‘Well, I am lucky I have such a beautiful woman to develop my skills on. ’

‘You had a session with my friend Meenu last week, do you remember her?’

‘Oh yes, I remember her. She is also a nice Indian lady, not as sexy as you, you kept your figure so much better. She told me about her adult kids but you must be younger to her. ’

Lifting her eyebrows, Shilpa replied, ‘No dear! We are of the same age and my kids are older than hers.’

Peter looks her in surprise, ‘Well, you don’t look like that.’

As they spoke with the towel still over her, Peter was massaging her neck and collar. Then he moved to the side and folded the towel from the bottom up towards her breasts, exposing her from her legs over her middle are and tummy. Peter tried to act smart but Shilpa noticed his short stare at her g-string.

It reminded her again. Maybe he’s looking at the visible wet spot. She was open now and the drip must have made a wet patch. Shilpa synthetic sheer g-string was very micro and tight enough to lock her pussy.  She hoped it not be there.

What Shilpa didn’t know that a cameltoe was made with oil contact and her sheer g-string was exposing her large labia and clitoris. The emerged impression of her pussy was clear on the tight g-string. He poured lotion over her stomach and navel. She felt some run into her belly button.

His massage was more gentle now on her stomach. He rubbed her love handles some times held them tightly. It was very intimate with her. His hand moves over the other from her lower belly up to just under her breasts. He circulated her navel and it was charging her giving her goosebumps

After the ass massage, Shilpa felt she was on fire. When his movements came down to her lower belly she willed him to go further. His hands didn’t stray further down at first. But then he was doing circular movements, starting at her navel, then bigger circles over her tummy.

Shilpa was checking his eyes focus as she was very conscious about the crotch area. His hand moved lower in 2 or 3 circles until that movement came over her mound, prominent under the fabric of her g-string.

‘You have a very strong tummy,’ he said quietly. ‘You must exercise a lot. Core strength exercises?’

‘Yes,’ she said, quietly proud that he had noticed.

She had just about killed herself strengthening her core, and she was glad that he noticed. He rested one hand on her navel. The other hand rubbed her from her navel down to her mound. On her mound, he cupped his fingers slightly as he drew his fingers back up to her navel.

Shilpa felt his touch close to her g-string top. Each time his fingers cupped and pressed her body tightened. She wondered if he was teasing her or if he was just doing what he did as part of his massage.  He let his hand rest just above the waistband of her g string.

With his other hand, he massaged across her front, just under her neck from shoulder to shoulder. He moved his hand back and forward across her. Then his fingers extended under the towel and he continued to caress her, from side to side. gradually extending the portion of his hand little under the towel.

She could feel his fingers on the top curve of her breasts. His hand stopped, and he picked up an edge of the towel and dragged it off her. She heard an intake of breath as he gazed on the fullness of her breasts. Then his hand was massaging from her shoulder, down her side.

She felt his hand as he brushed against her breast. He continued this new move, from her shoulder down her side, brushing against her breast and down to her side just above her hip. A few times on her left side, and then he crossed and repeated the action on her right.

The feel of his had to brush the side of her breast was electric to her, and her body was tingling. He stopped touching her and bent towards her, his face close to hers. ‘Can I take the towel off you?’

‘Of course, you don’t need to ask Peter,’ she whispered.

He took the corner of the towel and slowly pulled it off her, dragging it across her body. The material seemed to caress her as he slowly dragged it, teasing her nipples as it left her body. Shilpa felt the charging but controlled the twitching pressing her eyes and tightening her fist.

Peter was folding the towel while staring at her tits. She heard him gasp, a small intake of breath as he looked at her.  She looked at him, his eyes widened, and he whispered, ‘Oh god, what a gorgeous sight, you are magnificent. ’

She blushed slightly but he didn’t notice as his gaze wasn’t on her face but her breasts.  He stood, one hand on her tummy, the other he placed under her left breast, and fondled slightly.

‘Oh, I’m lucky to have my hands here. You’ll love my work. ’

Shilpa giggled, ‘Well I hope so, and I hope to enjoy too. Don’t forget to maintain the same performance as a backside massage.’

‘Alright, you just relax and enjoy. ’

He shook his head and put that towel on her eyes and reached for the lotion. The lotion bottle was upended in his hand and slowly the thick drops fell on her. He moved the bottle over her breasts, allowing the lotion to drop on her, on the plump curves. Then between her globes down to her upper tummy.

He held it so it dripped directly on her nipples, then lifted it higher and watched the drops fall on her dark flesh. He moved it to her other breast and watched again as the drops fell on her nipple. She shuddered as cold drop touched her, and with his thumb.

He rubbed her and grasped his left breast with both hands. He pulled it up and down

‘This is heavy. You are carrying a lot of load on your shoulder. You know Shilpa breasts also require good massage but a majority of Indian ladies ignore it.’

Shilpa asked, ‘What about Meenu?’

Peter, ‘She only did the back massage and left. At least you are not shy.’

‘Your nipples are also beautiful, big beautiful areola and look very cute.’

Shilpa giggled.

So what happens as Peter massages Shilpa’s breasts? We will that in the next part.

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Hello dosto. Ummeed hai aap logonko mera naam yaad hoga? Mera naam hai Deepak Mishra. Main ek lekhak hun. Aur agar aapko meri kahaniya pasand aaye to zaroor mujhe e-mail karke bataaiyega. Chalo! bohut bakwaas kar li apne baare me. Ab baat karte hai Chudai chawl ki.

Mujhe abhi bhi vishwaas nahi hota ki main aisi jagah par rehta hun jahan din ho ya raat apko chudne ki awaaze sunai dengi. Kabhi-kabhi main ye sochta hun ki ye log kaam kab karte hai?

Kal hi ki baat hai.

Chudai Chawl ka sabse paise waala admi hai Jayesh Chauhan. Uski kapde ki dukaan hai. Kal main uski dukaan pe kuchh kapde dekhne gaya. Chandni, mere sapno aakar mera lund khada karne waali pari, ka janamdin kareeb aa raha hai. Isiliye uske liye ek achha western dress kharidna tha.

Gyarah baje ke kareeb main uske dukaan par gaya. Dekha to dukaan khaali! Ek-do baar avaz di fir bhi koi nahi aya. Shaanti se ek khursi pe baitha to paas mein ek table hilne laga. Main dar gaya. Fir kisi tarah himmat jutake jab maine jhaak ke dekha to Jayesh ka ladla beta dukaan mein kaam karnewaali ladki ko chod raha tha.

Dono nange table ke neeche chhipe masti kar rahe the. Sharam ke maare main to laal ho gaya. Par woh besharam bees-ikkis saal ka tharki chhokra apna lauda us ladki ke chut mein phasaye rakkha. Ladki ne turant apna mu chhupa liya. Fir Sikandar ne puchha.

“Kya hua Deepak uncle? Aaj dukaan mein kaise aana hua?”

“P…Papa kaha hai tumhare?”

“Woh to ghar gaye hai khaana khaane, abhi! Raaste me mile nahi?”

Sharam ke mare main aur kuch puch na saka. Jhat se main waha se nikal gaya. Jab dukaan se dur jaa raha tha tab dekha ki table fir se hilne laga.

Fir socha, “Yahi pe ruk jata hun Jayesh ke liye. Aur koi dukaan bhi to nahi hai jahan itne saste mein kapde mil jaaye. Aur… dekhu to sahi kab tak ye lage rehte hai? Koi grahak aaye tab to unhe rukna hi hoga!”

Samne wali tapri par main chai peene gaya. Mera dhyan abhi bhi us hilte hue table par tha. Mera dhyan dekhkar chaiwala bolta hai, “Ye toh roz ka hai sahab. Jayesh bhai ko bhi pata hai. Isiliye jab bhi khaana khaane jaate hai, sau rupiya de ke jaate hai taaki main unki dukaan par dhyaan rakh saku.”

Pata nahi kitne grahak aaye aur chale gaye. Fir bhi un jawan bandaron ki bhook miti nahi. Jab bhi koi ata table rukta aur unke jaane ke baad firse hilne lagta. Do ghante main ruka raha par sala Jayesh to aya hi nahi. Nirash hokar main waapis chawl laut gaya.

Raaste mein achaanak ek riksha teezi se meri bagal se nikal gaya. Man to kiya ki use rok kar ek kaan ke neeche, jee bhar ke gaali du. Par woh ruka nahi. Chawl ke kareeb pohocha toh achanak ek bheeni-bheeni si khushboo aane lage.

Achanak hawaaye chalne lagi aur main daawe ke saath keh sakta hun ki koi gana baja raha tha, “Chand mera dil… Chandni ho tum…”

Saamne dekha to meri pari Chandni usi rickshaw mein se utar rahi thi. Us samay usne popti-hare rang ki chamkili salwar-kameez pehen rakhi thi. Kaale ghane lambe baal khule rakhe the. Jinmese kuch natkhat laten uske gaalo ko choom rahi the. Uski sundarta ko dekh main dur hi khada reh gaye.

Woh kuch jaldi mein thi isliye apne batue se paise nikalte samay kuch note gir gaya. Niche baith woh use sametne lagi. Par woh bewakoof rickshawaala utra hi nahi. Woh bas apne aankhe phad kar meri Chandni ko havas ki nazar se ghoor raha tha.

Turant main Chandni taraf bhaaga aur uski madat ki. Jab main paise utha raha tha tab dekha ki Chandni ka stan kuch zyaadi hi dikh raha tha aur woh tharki…

Woh kuch pal jo maine Chandni ke saath bitaaye uska kamra aane tak, meri khushi main shabdo me bayaan nahi kar sakta! Pure raaste mein mere kaan uski meethi baate sun rahe the. Par meri nazar uski khuli chhati par thi. Hare kapde mein lipte uske do gore anmol ratan is kadar ek-dosrese ragad rahe the ki yar kya bataon.

Uski har saans se chhati phoolte dekh main aur uttejit ho raha tha. Mera khada lund tadap raha tha bahar nikalne ke liye. Fir jab uska ghar aya to Chandni ne mujhe ‘Thank you’ kaha aur achaank mere gaal ko chuma. Bas! Tabhi mere lund mese jhaag nikal gaya.

Chandni nazar me aate hi main sapno ki nagri mein kho gaya tha. Par main abhi jaag gaya. Mujhe ghussa aya us chutiya Jayesh par. Daud ke main gaya uske ghar. Dekha to darvaaza band tha. Main khat-khataane hi waala tha tab maine suna, “Kya babuji… Aap apna khayal nahi rakhte. Aap apne ‘dick’ ka khayal nahi rakhte…”

‘Dick’ ye shabd sunkar mere kaan khade ho gaya. Ek hi hai jo angreezi sikhne ke liye itni uttejit hai. Pyari, achha khana bananewali, ghar-parivaar ka khayaal rakhnewali. Aur apne chucho ke beech logonka lund dabakar pyaar denewaali badi chhatiwali bhabhi, Chaya bhabhi.

“Are beta. Main buddha hun. Main to apne pairo par bhi nahi khada ho sakta. Main kaise apna khayal rakhunga?”

“Aisa mat kahiye babuji. Dekhiye… apka dick kaise jawan ke tarah khada hai.”

“Tum ho isiliye to khada hai.”

“Ahh! Babuji, please mere cleavage ke saath khelna band kijiye mera blouse phat jaayega.”

“To utaar do na…”

“Nahi abhi nahi. Mere pati khana khane aate hi honge.”

“Woh nikkamma! Daave ke sath keh sakta hun ki kahi javan choot ke aas-paas bhatak raha hoga.”

Dopeher ka samay tha aur kafi maza aa raha tha buddha aur uske bahu ke beech ki baate sunneme. Par… kaam zyaada zaruri tha. Tabhi mujhe yaad aya. Jayesh agar dukaan mein nahi hai aur agar phone nahi utha raha hai iska matlab woh ek hi jagah pe ho sakta hai.

Jayesh ka jaani dushman Vinayak Rao. Angrezi ka shikshak. Jayesh ko pata hai ki woh apni patni ko duniya ki har khushi de saka hi sivay ek. Chaya bhabhi ki Angrezi ki bhook. Chaya bhabhi ki yahi bhook le jati hai unko rengte hue Vinayak ki jaangho mein.

Main daave ke saath to nahi keh sakta par Chaya bhabhi Vinayak Rao ko guru dakshina uska lund apne chucho mein dabakar hi deti hongi. Vinayak jo is samay ghar pe nahi hai, par uski beti Anamika hai. Jab se Jayesh ne Anamika ko apni bahu bananeka vachan diya hai tab se uske javan chut ko thok raha hai.

“Beti… main tumhe tab tak chodta rahunga jabtak tumhare chuchhe bade nahi ho jaate. Main vachan deta hun.”

“Sach… uncleji.”

“Uncleji nahi… pitaaji kaho.”

Bas aisa hi kuch roz chalta hai. Kal bhi wahi chal raha hoga aisa laga. Anamika ne bimaar hone ka bahana banakar college she chhutti li thi. Besharam Anamika kabhi bhi khidkiya-darvaaze band nahi karti. To sab log aate-jaate ye nanga naach dekhte hai.

Par koi kuch bolta nahi, unhe rokta nahi. “Par main aaj unhe rokunga. Duniya ki koi taakat mujhe meri Chandni ke liye ek sexy dress lene se rok nahi sakti,” maine zorse kaha.

Meri awaz sunkar buddha Chakor aur uski bahu Chaya bhabhi chaunk gaye.

“Jaldi bahu, kapde pehno… Lagta hai Jayesh aa gaya.”

Main turant waha se bhaag gaya. Vinayak Rao ke ghar ke bahar main khada rehkar soch raha tha, “Jayesh mera kaam zaroori hai. Tum abhi dukaan chalo. Jayesh please ye bohut zaroori hai. Jayesh chodna band karo!”

Man hi man main apne aap ko tayyar kar raha tha darvaza khat-kataane se pehle. Darvaaza band tha. Maine ghanti bajayi aur daraaze Megha ji ne kola.

Megha Rao, Vinayak ki patni. Meghaji ka naam main bade aadar se leta hun. 45-50 saal ki, thodisi moti par sundar, saavle rang ki, ek dharmik stri hai. Hamare chawl mein jo mandir hai uski dekhbhaal woh apne tan-man-aur-dhan lagakar karti hai.

Waise to kehne ke liye woh housewife hai. Par woh apna zyaada samay mandir mein bitaati hai. Bhale hi woh apne pati ki tarah shikshak nahi hai, par use duniyaa ka bohut gyan hai. Chawl mein kisiko bhi ko koi bhi takleef hoti hai to woh Meghaji ke paas jaate hai. Meghaji ke paas har samasya ka samadhaan hai.

“Are Meghaji, aap is samay ghar pe?”

“Haan Anu ki tabiyet todi kharab hai.” Dekhne mein woh kafi udaas lag rahi thi. “Aaiye na, andar aayi. Main paani laati hun.”

Main to Jayesh ko dhund raha tha par woh waha nahi tha. Fir bhi main andar chala gaya. Meghaji ko main mana nahi kar sakta.

“Kya hua Meghaji. Aap thik hai?” maine pucha.

“Pata nahi main kaise kahun…”

Meghaji aankh-se-aankh nahi mila paa rahi thi. Aisa pehli baar hua tha ki Meghaji ke pas shabd nahi the bolne ke liye.

“Kya hua. Bataiye.”

Achanak woh mere paas aakar zameen par baith gayi. Apna sar mere jaangho pe rakhkar rone lagi. Main samajh hi nahi raha tha main kya karu. Unka haath mere lund ke kaafi kareeb tha.

Meghaji ne meri tarf dekhkar kaha, “Deepakji meri madat kijiye. Main seekhna chahti hun. Maine apni chut to ishvar to arpan kar di hai. Par main chahti hun ki har kisiko main apne muh se pyaar dun.”

Fir apna haath badhakar woh mere laude ko chedne lagi. Umeed hai ki unko geelapan mehsoos nahi hua hoge. Meghaji ke liye mere man mein bohut adar bhav hai. Is dhaarmik stri ke saath aise gande vyavahar karna main soch bhi nahi sakta. Unke haath laganepar bhi mera khada nahi ho raha tha.

“Par Meghaji ko meri zaroorat hai. Mujhe unko madat karni chaahiye,” maine socha. Fir aankhe band karke maine Chandni ke baare me sochne laga. Mera lund turant khada ho gaya. Unhone meri pant kholi aur mera lund bahar nikal liya. Fir woh use muh me le chusne lagi.

Maine apni aankhe bandh rakhi. Kafi pyarse dheere se Meghaji mera lund choos rahi thi. Unke muh ki garmahat ko mehsoos kar bohut achha lag raha tha. Main apne sapno ki nagari mein khoya hua tha, meri pari Chandni ki nangi baahon mein. Kaash aisa kabhi sach mein ho.

Main kareeb tha, kabhi bhi meri pichkari nikalne waali thi. Maine Meghaji ko kaha, “Rukiye, muh nikaliye.”

Par woh ruki nahi. Woh chusti gayi aur fir achanak maine Meghaji ka muh apne jhaag se bhar diya. Unhone pura ka pura nigal liya. Us haadse ke baad mujhe nahi lagta main Meghaji ko usi purani nazar se dekh paunga.

Fir main nikla, Vinayak Rao ke gharse. Ghadi mein char baj rahi the. Tab bhi mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha Jayesh gaya kidhar? Maine dukaan mein phone karke pucha par woh wapis aya hi nahi. Pure din me jo kuch bhi hua use yaad karte-karte main apne ghar ki taraf jaa raha tha.

“Jayeshji aap ko naap to theek se mil raha hai na?”

“Haan beta, bas tum hilo mat.”

Avaaz Chandni ke kamre se aaye. Khidki se jhank kar dekha to meri Chandni ko table pe nanga litakar sala tharki Jayesh uske gore badan ka naap le raha tha.

“Beta, tape to nahi laya hun par tum chinta mat karo. Parso tak tumhe dress mil jayega.”

“Parso? Jayeshji, meri shooting kal hai. Aaj raat tak kar dijiye, please.” Usne haath jodkar kaha.

“Achha thik hai. Tum hilo mat.” Jayesh ne Chandni ki nangi jaanghe failate hue kaha. “Jo main kaam karne aya hun use karne do.”

Ye kehkar Jayesh ne apna char inch ka chota lund uske chut mein thoos diya.

“Ye karna zaroori hai kya?”

“Are beta, agar main chodu nahi to mera dimag kaam nahi karta. Kya tum chahti ho ki main tumhaare naap bhul jau aur tumhara dress bigad jaye?” Uske baad Chandni ne use roka nahi.

Fir jo bhi Jayesh ne Chandni ke saath kiya, na mujhme dekhne ki himmat thi aur na mujhme aur likhneki himmat hai. Abhi-bhi main yaad karta hun to type karte samay mere haath kaapne lagte hai. Isliye main chahta hun ki main yahi ruk jau.

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Aur mere liye bhagvaan se prarthana kijiye ki meri Chandni ko chodnewaala agla aadmi aur koi nahi par Deepak Mishra hoga, yani ki main.

Dhanyavaad.

Welcome back, guys.

For those who want to skip to the story part, look for the ‘Story starts’ tag. Those who want to skip right to the sex part, look for the ‘Sex starts’ tag.

Something weird happened recently. I was asleep and Kareema came to me through a dream and said this, “What the hell, Qamar?

“The dates of the story of me that you’re writing is off! Like, many dates are like full two years off from when they actually happened!

“And, adding details is one thing, but why are you so careless about it? Didn’t you know that there were no mobile phones in Sri Lanka until 1989? Why add parts of Anita trying to call me, back in 1987?

“Are you this careless? Go talk to your momma and ask her what the late 80s were like…ugh, you’re hopeless! And you were the only one who dared to take my challenge so I had to offer my story to you.”

Now, I have to say this. There was no way I could know the exact dates of the storyline because Kareema didn’t remember them. Probably because those are things we write down in diaries, and not things we remember in our heads.

For this reason, I had to assume a lot of dates, which resulted in the conflict, I guess. I’ll do my best to correct the timeline from now onwards.

Anyway, she kept talking.

“Maybe it was all bad timing on my end.

“Also…why are you writing my story in the way you see it? It’s my story. Write it the way I experienced, and not how you see it,” and then she disappeared before I could even talk back.

I woke up, shivering. Anyway, put that aside and enjoy this part of the story, guys. From now onwards, the story will be posted in Kareema’s viewpoint.

Story Starts

19 June 1987 Friday:

I was awake since 5:13 am. Gladly, after Gihan and his henchmen ran off, nothing of that sort happened to me or Anita, again. We got ready and the phone rang. I answered it.

“Hello, who’s this?”

“Oh hey, Kareema, it’s me, Banduka. I’m coming to take you two to the office today.”

“Oh yeah, sure Banduka, thank you.”

“Not so fast, Kareema. I need a favor from you.”

“Well, I guess I know what kinda favor you’re referring to,” I said in a tired tone.

“Come on, Kareema, you’ve not had it with me before. Just lemme try.

“You’re an insatiable woman who just won’t regret it…”

“Yeah Yeah, whatever,” I interrupted him. “So when are you coming here?”

“Would 8:00 be fine?”

“Oh yeah, sure. I’ll tell Anita.”

“See you then, Kareema. Bye!”

“Bye!” I said as I dropped the call.

8:00 am :

I prepared myself with a bra and underwear to the inside, a long-sleeved white blouse, a pair of trousers, two ladies’ shoes and of course, my headcover that covered my hair, all the way down and into the collars.

“Wow, you look marvelous! Let’s go,” Anita said, happily.

Soon enough, Banduka arrived in his taxi. Banduka got out and Anita got to the driving seat.

“Come with me to the back seat, Kareema,” Banduka said as he got into the back seat.

“Ugh,” I said as I followed him.

Sex Starts

“Look,” I started taking to Banduka, who was seated to my right side. He had already started squeezing my right hand.

“Yeah,” he said as he slid his left-hand fingers through my right hand ones and held my hand somewhat tightly. It hurt me a little.

Of course, sex always hurt me when it came to a real man.

“Have fun, you two,” Anita said as she started driving.

“I can’t go to work full of sweat,” I said to him, as he took my hand up and kissed it.

“You’re not…not if you get naked soon enough,” he said as he held the back of my neck with his left hand and started massaging it. At the same time, he started massaging my right arm up to my right shoulder, and my right collar area.

“Mmm…Bandu,” I started moaning, with my eyes closed. My lower lip bit, with a smile, and my head a little tilted downwards. I felt his strong hand squeezing my collar area over and over again. Then I started feeling the same hardness against my right boob, over my suit.

“Wait,” I said to him, opening my eyes and looking at his, as I immediately pushed his hand off my boob. “You’re ruining my suit, Banduka. I can’t do this here. Maybe after work.”

Sex Ends

“I can’t wait that long,” he interrupted me in a stern tone. He left me and turned towards Anita, who was driving.

“Take us to your office. You can get down there,” he commanded her.

“What about me?” I asked. Banduka squeezed my right hand against his left.

“You’re coming with me on a little trip.”

“Channa will be mad if I’m late,” I said to him.

“Oh, he won’t. Not if you ‘compensate’ later,” he said with a wicked smile.

What was I even doing? I knew I wanted this badly and even if I didn’t, there was no way out of it. I made my mind.

“Okay, is there anywhere I can put my suit aside safely while we’re ‘having’ it?”

“There is, no worries,” Banduka said with a smile.

Later, Anita got down at the office and Banduka went to the front seat.

“Take good care of her while I’m away,” Anita said with a smile as Banduka drove off.

He entered a very poverty-stricken like area, where there were line rooms and all. There were many kids in the streets. they all stopped and looked at his car as he kept driving through the street. There wasn’t a single other car around there.

“I have a bad feeling about this area, Banduka,” I said.

“Relax, darling. It’s okay,” Banduka said with a comforting smile.

Soon enough, we were at the door of a very bad looking hotel with rented rooms. Banduka talked to a man, who also looked very dirty.

“Hi, we’re looking for a room for a few hours,” Banduka said to the man.

The man looked at me, and especially at my head cover, and smiled widely. I was irritated.

“Sure, come this way,” he said, leading the way.

Soon, we two, Banduka and I, were alone in a dimly lit room.

“Take off your suit, and hang it there,” Banduka said, pointing towards the other end of the room, where there were hangers attached to a door.

I started taking off my head cover, with an emotionless face. Banduka was grinning wildly. His eyes were shining with lust.

“I’m gonna have you so badly that you’re gonna have a lot of explaining to do to Channa today, Kareema,” he said, getting naked.

Sex Starts

Soon enough, I was facing away from him, fully naked and looking downwards. I felt him hugging me tightly from the back. I felt his half-erect cock pressing against my lower back. God! That was big. I felt his gland between my ass cheeks. I felt the hardness of his forearms against my boobs, which were crushed against his immense strength.

“Aahh, go easy on me, Bandu.” I moaned once as I looked at my boobs. His grip was so hard I had a hard time breathing.

“Mmm,” Banduka repeatedly kissed me starting from my right shoulder to the right side of my neck. I turned my head upwards, and closed my eyes, lightly holding his forearms with my hands.

He then kissed the back of my neck. Then the left side of my neck, and towards my left shoulder. I smiled, with my eyes closed. I turned my head to the front and my right.

He then held my shoulders with his hands and repeatedly kissed my upper back, here and there. I was going madly horny because of his hard and fast kisses. I had started getting wet.

“Hmmm,” I moaned, and smiled widely, with my eyes closed, as he kept kissing my back. Then he left my shoulders and grabbed my boobs from either side of my arms.

“Aaah, aaah,” I moaned, with my eyes still closed, as he fast squeezed and slowly released my boobs over and over again. I held the backs of his hands with my hands. He repeatedly did that to my boobs. It was a little painful, but I found that pain to be pleasurable too.

“Aaah, boy You’re crushing them real hard,” I moaned.

He stopped, held my shoulders and turned me towards himself. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said as he rubbed my left cheek with his right thumb and a part of his palm. He squeezed my cheek very lightly. I smiled.

“Mh, it’s okay, Bandu.”

He took my neck between his palms and pulled me closer. He kissed forehead, which I accepted with a smile and closed eyes. He kept kissing me down to my chin, and then along my left jawline, and then down the left side of my neck.

“Aaah,” I was moaning with my face towards the roof and my eyes closed. His arms went around my body and held me tight against himself. I felt his hands grab my ass cheeks. I opened my eyes and looked at his head.

My left-hand fingers were running through his hair. I felt his mouth starting to work on my left boob and nipple. He kissed my nipple a few times while rubbing my ass hole with his right middle finger at the same time.

He moved his left hand around my right thigh. He started rubbing my clitoris with his left thumb, as he started sucking my nipple.

“Oh my god,” I moaned, as I threw my hair back, and turned my face up, with my eyes closing. He started tasting my boob. He licked it all over, first around the areola, then the rest. He sucked it loudly. He lightly bit the nipple and pulled back until it went off his mouth.

This joined with his finger working in my clitoris, was making me wet in no time. I wanted him to eat my pussy. I started pushing him down. He got the signal.  He took me by my ass cheeks lifted me. He got my thighs on his shoulders.

He started eating my pussy, holding my waist with his hands for leverage. I felt his lips, tongue, and teeth on my labia and clitoris, and even his tongue inside my pussy. I was getting wetter.

“Aa, yeah, baby,” I moaned, holding his hair tightly with my both hands. I felt him letting me fall on the bed, still eating my pussy.

“Mmm,” I moaned, with my eyes closed, face turned to my right side, and my left-hand fingers running through his hair. Then he left me. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was wearing a condom on his cock.

“You can never be too preventative,” he said as he returned to his position.

“Mmm,” I smiled. “This was the first time a man was careful enough to wear a condom, with me.”

He held my right hand with his left one, with his fingers running through mine. My left hand soon followed, as he leaned on me and took his face towards mine. I opened my eyes and looked at his as I started feeling his now hard cock against my thighs.

This was the first time I felt a condom against my skin so it was kinda weird. As he pinned my wrists against the mattress from both sides of my head, he slowly got inside of me.

“Aaah,” I let out a moan as I felt his breath against the left side of my neck. He unpinned my hands and rubbed them towards my elbows. He slid his hands around them and my body, holding me tight. He pressed his mouth somewhat tightly against my neck.

He started tasting me, moving in and out of me at the same time.

“Ah, ah,” I moaned each time he penetrated me, with my eyes closed and my face turned towards the roof. He was gripping me so tightly it was hard for me to breathe properly.

“Yeah baby, fuck me harder, darling,” I moaned. I felt his mouth leaving my neck. He lifted himself from my body, with his cock still inside of me. I opened my eyes and looked at him.

He slowly held my neck with both hands. “You want it hard? Here I go hard!” He said, and in fact, the last part of it came like a groan, as he held the base of my neck with both hands, and started fucking me.

“Aaah! Yeah, baby! Fuck me harder my darling!” I was screaming, clinging into his forearms. As his speed increased, so did his tightness around my neck. It made me cough.

“Ok, ok,” I coughed, patting his forearms repeatedly. He left them and took hold of my collar areas, and kept fucking me. He was moving in and out like a piston, and with each thrust, I was pressed inches into the bed. I kept looking at him with my mouth open, moaning, and sometimes screaming.

His eyes had the look of a wild animal, I’d say. It seemed like he was now ready to break me apart with his powerful thrusts. His grips on my collar areas were making them burn. But the pleasure he was giving the insides of me, was too much to ignore, or stop.

He was fully in sweat, and so was I by now. The mattress was getting wet with the falling sweat of both of us. He had now bent towards me a little, but still holding my collar areas. I placed my hands on both sides of his neck and kept looking at his eyes.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me!” I was moaning, and now groaning, as he went with each thrust into me.

“I’m gonna cum,” he finally said. I didn’t bother. He was wearing a condom.

“Aah!” He stopped after a few thrusts, and I felt his condom filling up inside of me. He kept breathing heavily for a few seconds, before completely leaving me and sitting by a side of the bed.

Sex Ends

I moved towards him and sat by, holding his shoulders with my hands. “It was great, Bandu,” I murmured as I kissed his right cheek and placed the left side of my face against his right shoulder. “Thank you.”

“You too. You’re so awesome, Kareema. I really wanna do this again sometime,” he said. I turned my face upwards and looked at his eyes. He had his face turned towards me.

“Yeah, but right now you need to drop me at the office,” I murmured.

Story Ends

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This is the 11th part of the story. I compare the women in the story to actresses. I will continue were I left in the last part.

Abhishek was fucking his blindfolded mom Poonam Pandey (actress) with my help. My aunt doesn’t know it was his son who is fucking her. When she started to moan, I removed her blindfold. She was shocked to see her son fucking her. She tried to push him away but I grabbed her hands.

Me: Stop resisting, aunty, just enjoy your son’s dick.

Abhi was still fucking her. After a while, she stopped resisting and started to moan like a bitch.

Aunt: Stop it, son. We shouldn’t be doing this.

Abhi: If you don’t like it why are you moaning?

Aunt: I am not moaning.

Me: Come on I can see you enjoying the fuck.

Aunt: Yeah but it’s wrong.

Me: It’s nothing wrong, aunty. I fuck my mom, you know that.

I grabbed her head inserted my dick in her mouth. “Don’t blabber some nonsense. Just give me a blowjob.”

She doesn’t understand what was happening but started to give me a great blowjob.

Abhishek: Mom, I am near. I am going to cum.

Aunt: Don’t cum, please fuck me some more time.

Me: Don’t worry, aunt. There is a second round with me.

Abhi came on her belly and collapsed near her. I told her to stand on all four to fuck her in the doggy style. I grabbed her hips and inserted my dick inside Poonam Pandey (aunt’s) pussy. I was pounding her pussy. Abhishek got up and was watching me fuck his mother. She was screaming in pleasure.

Me: Come on, aunty, your son got up. Give him a blowjob.

She did it as I said. She picked her son’s limp cock and placed it in her mouth to lick. Abhi’s dick started to rise.

Abhishek: Mom, you are amazing.

Aunt: Thank you, son.

Me: Do you like it, aunty?

Aunt: Yes, I love it, I am going to cum.

Her pussy clamped on my dick hard and she reached an orgasm. But I continued fucking her and increased my speed to make orgasms even more. Abhi grabbed his mom kissed her in lips and squeezing her tits like a cow.

Then pinched her nipples making her scream and sucking her tits as he wishes. She was screaming in pleasure.

Me: Aunty I am going to cum.

I grabbed her tight, gave big deep strokes and came inside her. We both lay down. But Abhi was still sucking her tits, now lying over. His dick was rock hard. He started to fuck her again.

Aunt: Son, give me some break, please.

Abhi: No way, I want to fuck you now.

He was ramming her hard as much he could. He came inside her again. We both fucked her till morning. We all were exhausted and were taking rest, but didn’t sleep. It was about 6 am.

My mom Poonam Bajwa entered the room as it was not locked. She saw us and laughed at our condition.

Poo: Come on, guys, you should have at least locked the door.

Me: Don’t worry mom who going to see us.

Poo: Yeah but still you have to be careful if not your dad will catch you.

Me: Yeah I know.

I left with my mom to our room, leaving my aunt and Abhishek. I took a small nap and came out of my room. I saw Abhishek and aunt in the hall speaking and laughing. I also joined them in conversation and started to talk about last night.

Aunt: Last night was the best day of my life.

Me: Now you can fuck your son whenever you want aunty.

Aunt: You liar, you acted like a child and seduced me and made me fuck my son.

Me: Come on aunty are you angry with me?

Aunt: No I am not angry I was just teasing you.

As it was afternoon it was getting very hot and my dad came home. My dad still doesn’t know that I was acting like I have amnesia. So we were maintaining that.

As it was hot Yashika suggested shall we go and dip in the pool. We liked the idea. We have a pool in our house. We entered the pool area. The ladies were in a bikini. Me, Yashika, Abhishek, and mom were swimming. Aunt and dad were outside.

Dad: Pandey (my dad calls my aunt as Pandey) do you want sun lotion?

Aunt: Sure.

Dad was rubbing lotion on my aunt’s back. We were playing in the pool throwing water at each other. Dad while rubbing lotion he was pressing aunt ass cheeks.

Aunt: Come on Raj, (dad) stop it.

Dad: Ah, Pandey don’t you like.

Aunt: I like it but the children and your wife are behind us.

Dad: Don’t worry they can only see my back.

While speaking he slid the bikini bottom and pushed his finger inside her. She moaned a little. He was finger fucking aunt in the chair outside the pool. We were playing in the pool on our terms. I was grabbing Yashika’s boobs. Abhishek saw that and smiled.

He came to the back of my mom and grabbed her boobs. As we were playing in the pool, dad was trying to get into aunt’s pussy. He opened the front portion of his underwear and took his dick out to rub on aunt pussy.

Aunt: Stop it Raj, don’t be stupid.

Dad: Don’t worry they can only see my back nothing else. Just enjoy my dick.

Saying that he pushed his dick inside her and was fucking her in the pool chair beside us in the pool. Just about aunt was trying to enjoy the fun, dad came inside her.

Dad: Oh my God, I worked up.

Aunt: Come on. At least you should have said you are going cum, you asshole.

Dad: Is that bad?

Aunt: Yeah you didn’t even fuck me for at least 10 minutes. Just leave me.

Aunt and dad left for the bathroom.

I will continue the story in the next part, hope you guys like it. Please like and comment. Please give me some ideas on how to proceed with the story hereafter.

Hello everyone, my name is Sunny and I am here with one of my real sex stories that happened last month. First, about me – I am 25 years old guy with good physique and 5ft 10in height and living in Melbourne.

I am brown-skinned and have a great dressing sense. I am interested in sex from a long time and keep getting it from my girlfriends and 2 of my bhabhis.

Currently, I have no girlfriend but still, I manage to get laid down now or then.

Coming to the story, this happened last month with my bhabhi. Her name is Kirti and she is 32 years old. She is married to my first cousin and lives in Melbourne as well. She is busty with 36 size boobs and is very fair in color. Kirti bhabhi is very beautiful and sexy. I have seen many men lusting on her.

I used to fantasize a lot about her as well. I remember when she was married, I was just 19 years old and was so jealous of my cousin. I always used to think that I will never be able to fuck a girl like her ever in my life.

But things have changed now and I can fuck Kirti bhabhi anytime I want and have been fulfilling my dream since last month. In fact, she is so open-minded now that she had agreed for a threesome as well with me and a girl someday!

Well, what happened was that my cousin was a typical conservative guy who doesn’t allow bhabhi much freedom even in this country. Since marriage, bhabhi had been forced to do a lot of things that she never wanted to do. Even after coming here, she was not allowed to go for any job and was forced to look after kids and home.

But Kirti bhabhi kept on obeying her husband because she wanted a happy marriage and didn’t want to fight with her in-laws. Also, my cousin was becoming very fat day by day and didn’t look after her as well.

Whenever I go to their house, I have seen them arguing even in front of me many times. But as I had a crush on Kirti bhabhi, I used to go to their house often. I loved talking to her and sharing my personal matters with her. We were very close to each other and used to talk openly about so many things.

One night, I was drinking with my friends and all of a sudden and around 11 pm, I got a call from my Kirti bhabhi asking me to pick her up from one of her friend’s house and not tell anyone.

I couldn’t drive because I was drunk but she insisted a lot as there was no other option. I somehow went to pick her up and then she told me that she lied to her husband that she was at a movie but instead she went to one of her friend’s house who was a man.

I didn’t like her behavior and started scolding her. I told her that my cousin will beat her if he finds out. She asked me to lie to him as well.

I was under the influence of alcohol. Kirti bhabhi was wearing a sexy outfit. She was wearing a tight black shirt whose buttons were stretched to the full extent. I could see her white clean cleavage from my seat and was looking at bhabhi’s boobs while talking. She noticed this and put her hand on my hand and asked to me lie to my cousin.

I refused and said that if he asks me, then I’ll tell the truth. Bhabhi started crying and saying that her life has been hell since marriage. She never wanted kids with that man and still, he forced himself upon her to have the babies.

I was shocked to hear such things from her mouth. I consoled her and asked her to calm down and agreed to lie to my cousin. Kirti bhabhi hugged me tightly and was crying for a long time.

When she didn’t leave me from her hug for more than 5 minutes, I was getting aroused and wanted to make a move. Bhabhi was smelling so nice and her boobs were feeling so soft.

I was drunk and in the heat of the moment, I held her hairs from the back and touched her back just above her ass. Suddenly, Kirti bhabhi got angry and slapped me very hard on my face!! She started yelling that all the men in my family were animals and I was one of them.

I felt ashamed and said sorry. Then I silently drove her to the house and my cousin was there waiting for her.

On getting out, he started shouting at both of us. When she went near the door, he slapped her and dragged her into the house. I got angry and held my cousin’s arm and asked him to leave her or I will call the police. They had a huge fight after that.

I tried to calm them both, but he didn’t listen and left the house saying he was going back to India the next day. After he left, I went to bhabhi and gave her some water. She stopped crying and said sorry to me for slapping me and again hugged me.

I was getting horny again, so I asked her to leave me. Kirti bhabhi broke the hug and started kissing me. I was out of the world. Bhabhi’s lips were so soft and the lipstick tasted so good.

I hugged her tightly and we were kissing like there was no tomorrow. I wanted to be a little rough so I held her hairs from behind and gave a jerk to her neck. She was shocked and before she could say anything, I took her bottom lip in my teeth and bit her.

Kirti bhabhi tried to push me away but I didn’t let her go. I tore her shirt from the top 2 buttons by force and started pressing Kirti bhabhi’s right boob over the bra. Bhabhi wanted to cooperate as well but she didn’t like the roughness.

She pushed me hard and said be gentle or nothing is going to happen. I was in the mood then, so I asked her to go to the bedroom.

As she started walking, I slapped hard on her ass and she gave a loud scream. She held her ass and started crying again. I held her hair and took her to the bedroom.

As soon as Kirti bhabhi held my hands to get rid of me, I pushed her on the bed and jumped over her. She was facing the bed and I was on her facing the bed as well.

I sneaked my hands under her and pressed her boobs with my both hands. She was still resisting. I started biting near ears and on the neck. Kirti bhabhi was screaming and asking again and again to leave her. I was in no control then.

I got up and tore her shirt and the skirt. Bhabhi was in her undergarments now. She was looking so beautiful in the pink bra and panty and was crawling on the bed. I removed all my clothes quickly and jumped on her again.

Now Kirti bhabhi was facing the ceiling and I held her hands with my both hands. I told her that I want to ravish her and there won’t be any pain if she cooperates. She said she wants me as well but only in a romantic manner and not like this.

I agreed and as soon as she relaxed, I grabbed her bra and pulled with full force. Bhabhi started crying again in pain and that time, I removed her panty. Then I started kissing her slowly to calm her down. She was kissing me back more intensely.

I asked her to guide my dick in her pussy. While we were kissing, Kirti bhabhi took my 7-inch cock and placed it near her pussy entrance. I could see there was worry on her face thinking that I will forcefully fuck her. But I slowly inserted it into Kirti bhabhi’s pussy and she gasped.

I was kissing her neck and boobs and was slowly moving my dick in and out of her pussy. She held my hairs with one hand and her other hand was scratching my ass. I held her neck and slapped her again. This time, she gave a naughty smile and spat on me.

I slapped her again and with one full thrust, I inserted my whole my dick in her pussy. She screamed very loud and started moving her hips with rhythm. I fucked her for approx 15 minutes and then I came inside her pussy. We were tired like hell and fell on each other and slept like that.

After that night, she made an agreement with my cousin so that he doesn’t go back to India. Now, when he is at work, I go to her home and fucker her whenever I want. I even tie her sometimes to the bed or a wall and slap her and scratch her. Because she is no more intimate with her husband, he doesn’t know about the marks on her body.

I hope you liked the story and any feedback is welcome on my email [email protected]. I can mail the story in Punjabi conversion on request.

I am interested in hook-ups if I feel secure and feel free to mail me your interests as well as feedback to this story. I live in Melbourne now but visit Punjab once in a year.