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Hi, I am a simple housewife from Kerala. My house is in Kaipattur in the Pathanamthitta district. It has been three years since my wedding. We have a one-year-old daughter. My husband Vinu has been living in Dubai for over a year. I am living with my daughter and my husband’s mother.

Now let me tell you all more about myself. I am white in complexion and also good looking. I weigh 55-60 kg, 32 size boobs with very perky nipples. Vinu married me after seeing my white complexion. I use to wear churidar mostly. I have an Activa scooter.

Let’s come to the story.

We (I, my mother and my daughter) went to a shop in Pathanamthitta to buy clothes for the wedding of a guy who is my husband’s relative. The owner of the shop was Vinu’s father’s friend. After marriage, I always buy my clothes from there.

So, Uncle was there when we arrived. He always cared a lot about me. Uncle said while I selected a churidar cloth that it will look good only if stitched properly. He told to tell that tailor that he referred me. Since it was a new area, I asked where to get it stitched to which he told me about a shop nearby.

When I asked where it was, he told me the way. We were in a little inside in an isolated area. There were only two men in the shop. One was an old guy and the other was a shorter and young guy.

My mother-in-law told them the reason we came for. He asked me to leave the cloth and a sample churidar for measurements. There was no measuring cloth with us. Then he told that he would have to take the measurements.

There were no women in the tailoring shop so I hesitated. My mother-in-law said in my ear that it was okay as the tailor was an old guy.

The old tailor took me to a room behind the curtain. He gave a book to select the pattern. Then he took a tape and put it down on my shoulder and started taking the measurements. He put his left elbow on my breast and pressed my breast.

Then he told me to lift my top to take measurements of the abdomen area. When I lifted my top, he suddenly grabbed my abdomen and gave a kiss there! I quickly pushed him away and asked him what he was doing.

“Mole (‘daughter’ in Malayalam), so sorry, I couldn’t control when I saw your beautiful stomach..”, he said, “my thing got up”. Saying so, he removed his lungi and showed me his erect cock! I got shocked and scared. It was very big despite this age of his.

It was the only the third time I was seeing a dick in reality. Before this, I had only seen my husband’s dick and a boy’s dick with whom I studied in college (that’s another story).

This old tailor guy’s dick was looking like from those English porn movies. I stood there in shock but he continued with his measurements very professionally.

After taking my measurements, we came out. He told me to come after four days and then we left.

We came back home. At night, I couldn’t sleep. All I thought was his huge dick and that if it went into my pussy, I would die. I was feeling ashamed and guilt thinking about another guy’s dick.

I went to the tailor shop four days later and he was not there yet. I got his phone number from the boy and called him. He told me he couldn’t finish the work that day and asked me to come the next day.

When I arrived the next day, he was there. My churidar was ready. When I asked him how much did it cost, he said, “I can not take any money from you as you have come through uncle. Also, I am ashamed of what I did to you that day.”

But, when I insisted he said, “Mole, if it is compulsory, you can wear this churidar and show it to me. Then I will tell you the price. I need to know if it fits well.”

I went inside the dressing room and changed to the churidhar which was newly stitched and called him. He came and looked at it and said, “Super. But I think the cleavage is seen from outside”, pressing on my chest. “The fleshy parts are jutting out.”

“There is another person to look at it (my husband), you shouldn’t look at it”, I replied.

He walked around me and looked at me and then smelled my hair. “You smell good.” I looked over at his crotch and saw it was pretty swollen there.

“Oh, you want to see him. Is it not so?”, he said.

I want to see your white hot body without anything. Please mole”.

Then the old tailor guy came up behind me and lifted my tops! I lifted my hands unknowingly. He removed my top and put his hand on my stomach. Then he pulled his pants down.

He looked at me. “You are so beautiful, mole”, he said and took my bra off. He grabbed my breasts in his hand and I looked up. He sat down there, stripped me off my pants, lifted one of my legs and placed it on his shoulders. Then he started to lick my pussy!

I was thrilled at that moment. Then he took me to the cloth-cutting table and climbed on top of me. He licked my nipples and then on my pussy. Precum was oozing through my pussy.

Then he pushed my legs away and bent them to my knees. Slowly, he put his huge cock at the entrance of my pussy and looked at me. I simply nodded giving him a go-ahead.

The old man pushed his dick. Half of it went inside my pussy. It was so deeper than my husband ever reached. Fortunately, it was not that thick or otherwise, my pussy would have got torn.

He pulled and pushed again. In the third or fourth push, the whole of his dick was inside me. I was in severe pain. Slowly, he started moving in and out of my pussy. Initially, he was slow and gradually, he increased speed. I had already come twice during this period.

Soon, the pain subsided and pleasure was taking me to heaven. After ten minutes or so, the old tailor suddenly stopped, came up to my face and pushed his cock on my lips.

I said no but he held my hair and pulled it back. I opened my mouth automatically and he pushed his cock into my mouth. I was gagging and was feeling cheap like a whore.

After mouth-fucking for two minutes, he came inside my mouth. But he didn’t still take the cock out. I was suffocating and had to swallow the whole milk.

Then he just left me there and threw a towel to me. I laid there for ten minutes and then cleaned myself and wore my clothes back.

Then I was about to leave but he asked me to sit. I was feeling ashamed and filthy.

“Mole, your churidar stitching fee has been collected now. Thank you. Can I ask you something? Did you enjoy this?”, he said.

I just nodded. I was feeling very shy. Then he told me to remove my pantie and give it to him. But when I refused, he almost shouted and said in a strong tone.

I went inside again and removed my panty and came out and gave it to him. When I was about to go, he gave me a 100 rupees note. I didn’t understand why, but I just took it and kept it in my bra.

Then I picked up my Activa scooter, went home, took bath and tried to sleep. Every time, I went to bed at night, I thought I had done something wrong. At night, he sent me a photo of his dick oozing milk and he was about to clean it with my panty. But I realized it was not his dick. It was a smaller one in length but much thicker.

“Do you want to drink this milk or should your pantie clean it?” his message followed.

I kept looking at the photo. The dick was looking so nice. I felt like licking it. I didn’t say anything.

“Your panty is good at cleaning the dick of my friend. I have not told him that it’s yours. Do you know you are a whore? Even though you are an educated and high-class girl, inside you are just a third-class cheap whore.”

“When I sucked you like one, you enjoyed it. You did not even try to resist. I have gone to many whores but you are the best. That’s why the money I gave you as a tip.”

“My fee was actually more than enough for whores like you. Also remember, whores don’t wear panties. And even if they wear, it will be sheer lace-type. Good night. Whenever you feel to get a good fuck, come to my shop. I will give you a good tip too,” he said in a voice message.

I don’t know why but I just send a smiley back. I was feeling angry with the message but deep inside, I was feeling good and proud that I had satisfied him. All kinds of emotions were coming in my mind.

Three more messages came from his side. It was his photo showing his dick and then him pulling his dick out of a pussy.

“This girl is nowhere near you, my dear. You are the best. Come here mole and suck me. You are made to suck dicks. Your white body is for being fucked. Send me the photo of your white body..” he messaged.

I just switched off the phone. I just couldn’t sleep. I was thinking about what he said. Unknowingly, my hand was on my pussy. I removed my panty. I tried fingering but I just couldn’t bring myself to the same kind of satisfaction which I got when the old tailor fucked me.

Am I really a whore? Do I really need fucking? Yes, I like to suck a dick. But, no, this is wrong. I am a married lady. Thinking all this, I slept off.

[email protected] is my email id. Sorry, I am not looking for sex so don’t mail me asking for sex.

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Vanakam friends, en peyar Urmila vayathu 24 aagugirathu.

En veetil ennai thaniyaaga engaiyum anapa maatargal. Eppozhuthum thunaiku yaraiyaavathu azhaithu sela soluvaargal, athanaal thaan en sontha kaara thambiyai kama seiya mudivu seithu avanudan kovil kulathil kaamam seithen. Eppadi avanai usar seithu kaamam seithen enbathai indru tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam solugiren.

Vaarungal kama kathaikul selalam, naan kalluri padikum pozhuthu sila aangalai kathal seithu avargaludan kaama uravu kondu irukiren.

Eppozhuthu kalluri padithu mudithenao athil irunthu enaku veru yaarudanum kaamam seiya othu vara villai. Veetirku yentha aangalum vara matargal, en thanthaiku bayanthu aangal yaarum veetirku vara matargal.

Thinamum kama padangal matrum kama kathaigal padithu kuthiyil viral pottu suya inbam kanben. Aanal oru pen muthal murai oopatharku munathaga thaan athigam yosipaal pinbu bayap paduvaal.

Kama padangal aval manathirku santhoshathai tharum, aanal muthal murai udal uravu seithu vital atharku mel aval ooka avalavaaga yosika maatal.

Eppozhuthu sunni kidaikum athai eppozhuthu sappi kuthiyil vittu ookalam endru veri pidithu alainthu kondu irupaargal.

Naanum antha nilaiyil thaan ippozhuthu irukiren, enaku thirumanamum seithu vaika matingiraargal ena seivathu endru vaazhaikaiyai naragamaaga anuba vaithu kondu irunthen. En appa meethu athigamaaga kovathil irunthen.

Vayasu pennai innum thirumanam seithu vaikaamal irukiraare endru, oru naal en sontha kara thambi oruvan en veetirku vanthu irunthaan. Avanai siru vayathil thaan paartha niyabagam irunthathu, ippozhuthu nangu ennai vida uyaramaaga valarnthu irunthaan. Paarkave sexiyaaga irunthaan, avan peyar magesh vayathu 22 irukum.

Avan ennai vida irandu vayathu siriyavan, aanal udal alavil naangal parka ondraaga thaan irunthom. Enaku muthalil avanathu mugam niyabagathirku vara villai, muthal murai paarkum pozhuthe en kangal avanathu sunniyai parka aarambithathu. Ulle vanthaan, en idam akka ennai niyabam ilaiya naan thaan magesh endru sollinaan.

Naan sirithu vittu avan arugil sendru enathu mulaiyal kaiyai idithu suma adithen, en akka niyabagam unaku ivalavu naatkal kazhithu thaan varugirathaa endru keten? Avan sirithu vittu en appa idam pechi koduthu kondu irunthaan, en manathil appozhuthu thaan kama aasai vara aarambithathu, ena seiyalam endru theriyaamal irunthen.

Avanathu sunni sirithu pudaipaaga irunthathu, en manam avanudan eppadiyaavathu kama uravu vaithu kola aasai aasaiyai vanthathu. Athanaal appa idam naan thambi udan koviluku sendru varugiren appa endru sollinen. Appadi soliyathum appa sari maa poitu vaa endru sollinaar, magesh unaku entha prachanaiyum ilai thaane endru keten?

Muthalil avanai patri solvatharku munathaaga ennai patri ungalidam solugiren, en mulai perithaaga sexyaaga irukum. Athai paarthu rasithu konde irukalam endru thondrum, en veetu kanadi mun nindru mulai azhagai naane niraiya murai rasithu irukiren.

En suuthum kalluri padikum kalathil irunthe niraiya murai oothu virinthu vatamaaga sexyaaga irukum.

Idupu sirithaaga irukum matravai ellam athai vida sirithu perithaaga irukum, ennai aangal vaitha kangal edukaamal paarthu kondu irupaargal.

Enakum avargalai paarkanum endru aasai thaan, aanal nanum kama veriyil avargalai pola paarthaal ennai item endru solli viduvaargal endra bayam ullukul irunthathu, enaku matum illai pengal anaivarukume intha mana nilai irunthu kondu thaan irukum.

Aangal meethu aasai irunthaalum avargaludan kama uravu kola aasai pada matargal, avargaluku paathukaapu kidaikum endra nilaiyil matum than antha aaanai nambuvaargal. Magesh udan koviluku bikekil kilambinen, magesh muthugil enathu periya mulaiyai vaithu idithu konde sexyaaga kati pidikaatha kuraiyaaga sendren.

Iravu 7 aanathu, naangal selum kovilil oru kulam irukum angu sendru ivanai ethavathu seithu kolalam endra aasaiyil irunthen. Muthalil saami kumbitu vittu piragu kulathirku selalam endru sollinen, magesh sunni viraithu irupathai bikeil irunthu irangum pozhuthe kandu pidithu viten. Avanukum en meethu kaaama aasai iruka thaan seigirathu.

Ivanudan naan sex seithu kondaalum enaku entha vitha prachanaiyum varathu, veetirku therinthaalum adithu vittu yethum ketka matargal.

Magesh udan saami kumbitu vittu kulathirku sendrom, kulam muzhuvathum irutaaga irunthathu, antha irutai paarkum pozhuthe enaku moodu eera aaramithathu. Avanai oru irutaana idathirku azhaithu sendru amarthinen.

Iruvarum ondraaga oti kondu amarnthu irunthom, appozhuthu naan magesh kaiyai pidithu en thol meethu poten. Kai en mulaiku arugil irunthathu, itharku melum enna ena seiya mudiyum, avan appozhuthum sirithu thayakathudan irunthaan.

Avan thayakathai poka vendum endru magesh idam ingu nadapathai nee veru yarukum soli vida kudathu endru sollinen.

Magesh sari akka naan ingu nadapathai veru yaarukum sola maten endru sollinaan, avan sona adutha kaname kanathai pidithu ithazhil mutham seiya aarambithen.

Magesh ennai nandraaga kiss seithaan, ippozhuthu avan kaiyai pidithu en mulaiyil vaithen. Mulaiyai sexyaaga pidithu kasaka aarambithaan, naanum kaiyai avan sunniyil vaithu thadava aarambtihen.

Vayathil siriyavanaaga irunthaalum sexyaaga sunniyai perithaaga valarthu vaithu irukiraan. Sunniyai thadavum pozhuthe en pundai eanga aarambithathu. Nala irutaaga irunthathaal yaarukum theriyaathu, light adithu paarthaal thaan yaro iruvar amarnthu irukiraargal endru theriyum veru mugam ethum theriyaathu.

Avanuku en mulaiyai veliyil eduthu kanbithen, magesh mulaiyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaan. Ethanai natkal aagugirathu ithu pondru mulaiyai aangalin vaaiyil vaithu, sexyaaga magehs iru mulaiyulum vaai vaithu urinthu sappinaan. Pinbu avanathu sunniyai zipai kayati veliyil eduthen, avan sunni nangu viraithu 6” irunthathu.

Athai vaaiyil echi uura sappi umba aarabithen, unmaiyil avanthu sunni munaiyil kasinthu irukum sunni vinthu suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Avan sunniyil veesum narumanathai nugarnthu konde sexyaga sunniyai sappi umba aarambithen. Magesh sunniyai umbum pozhuthu ethum solamal amaithiyaaga sunniyai kanbithu kondu irunthaan.

Kaiyaal pidithu aditha padiye umbum pozhuthu magesh sunnyil irunthu vinthu en vaaikul sendrathu. Avanathu sunni kanjai oru sottu kuda vidamal urinthu kudithen, pinbu paduthu kondu enathu chudithaar pantai kayatinen. Ulle aninthu irukum pentiyaiyum serthu kayati pundiayai kanbithu naka solinen.

Irutaaga irunthathaal yarukum ondrum theriyaathu endru sexyaaga pundaiyai kanbithu thambiyai naka viten. Sexyaaga pundaiyil vaai vaithu naka aarambithen, avan muthalil bayanthaan pinbu moodu eeri vitathaal sexyaaga pundaiyai nakinaan.

Pinbu naan avanathu sunniyai en pundiayil vida solinen, aanal sunniyil vinthu vanthaal udane sunniyai pundiayil irunthu eduthu vidu endrum sollinen.

Magesh sari akka endru solli sunniyai pundaiyil iraki ooka aarambithaan, ethanai natkaluku piragu sunni pundaikul irangugirathu endru ninaithu haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithen. Ennai meeri vaaiyil munaral vara aarambithathu, sunni nangu aazhamaaga kuthiyil irangiyathu.

Magesh sunni mun thol nangu virinthu irunthathu. Athanaal magesh sunni aazhamaaga sendru ooka aarambithathu.

Iruvarum kati pidithu kondu kulathil matter adika aarambithom, sexyaaga mulaiyai kasaki konde kuthiyil oothu kondu irunthaan.

En pundiayil vinthu varum sugam eer padum pozhuthu en kaiyai avan suuthil vaithu sunniyai nangu kuthiyil aazhamaaga iraki konden. Sunni aazhamaaga irangi oothathil en pundaiyil vinthu vara aarambithathu.

Irukamaaga kati pidithu konden, pinbu magesh sunniyil vinthu vara pogirathu endru sunniyai veliyil eduthaan. Appozhuthu sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu vizhungi umbi kanjai vaaiyil vara vaithu sappi kudithen.

Magesh sunniyil niraiya paal vanthathu, sunniyai urinthu kudithu vittu sexyaaga sapi viten. Iruvarum sirithu neram amarthu pesi vittu, ini adikadi ingu vara vendiya avasiyam eer padum endru solli sirithu konde andru veetirku kilambinom. Engalin Tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri.

Hello ISS readers. I am back with the next part of the story. Please do read the previous parts to fully know the context. My quick intro. My name is Aafi. I am from Bangalore but I am working and living in Chennai. I am a 25-year-old Software Engineer. You can email me or hangout me at [email protected]

Chloe and Rose were impressed with my decoration of the master bedroom. Both my girls rewarded me by letting me fuck them. Wow! Fucking a pregnant lady was always my fantasy. I was living my dream by fucking two pregnant ladies.

Anna was also impressed with my skills. We were pretty happy about and we’re excited to welcome our babies.

That morning, out of nowhere I got a call from Lisa.

Lisa: Hello Aafi!
Me: Hey Lisa!
Lisa: Wow! It’s been seven months since we last spoke. Did you forget me already?

Me: How can I forget? After all, I’m your hero right.
Lisa: Hahaha! That’s true! My hero!
Me: I’m sorry. I couldn’t call you. Things were moving fast for me.

Lisa: I know, I understand. Listen, I was in the suburbs. Can we meet for some time?
Me: Are you in town?
Lisa: Yes, I just wanted to catch-up with you.

Me: Sure! I will be there in 15 minutes.
Lisa: Sounds great! I will be waiting for you.
Me: Ok. See you!

I told the girls that I was going for a walk. I didn’t tell them about Lisa yet. After 15 minutes, I was at the park. Wow! I was shocked to see Lisa.

She’s wearing a pink color skirt. She’s holding a picnic basket. And guess what guys, she is pregnant! I could see her baby bump from far away. Lisa saw me coming. She’s pretty happy to see me.

Me: Hey Lisa!
Lisa: Come here, hug me. I missed you so much!

We both hugged for a long time. I could feel her baby bump on my stomach.

Lisa: Let’s go somewhere private.
Me: I know a place, it’s a little far inside the park. No one will be around there.
Lisa: Oh that’s great! Let’s go.

We walked for a few minutes. As expected, there’s no one there. She took out a cloth from the basket. We spread it out on the ground. She had some snacks in the basket and a nice bottle of wine.

Lisa: I am sure you are surprised to see me like this and have a lot of questions for me.
Me: Exactly! What’s going on here Lisa? I am feeling a bit nervous. And what are we celebrating for with the wine?

Lisa: Calm down, Aafi! I will tell you everything. But please keep an open mind. I don’t want you to freak out.
Me: Ok, I promise!
Lisa: So here it is. I’m seven months pregnant with your baby.

Me: What?!
Lisa: Aafi, you promised!
Me: I’m sorry! Are you sure it’s mine?

Lisa: Yes, Aafi. I haven’t slept with anyone else apart from you during that summer.
Me: Why didn’t you tell me immediately?

Lisa: I got to know that I was pregnant after a month. I wanted to call you, but I got to know that you were living with Chloe.
Me: Mmmmm.

She doesn’t know that I am living with two other girls too.

Lisa: I know you loved Chloe a lot. So I didn’t want to ruin your life.
Me: How did this happen?

Lisa: I forgot to tell that I wasn’t on pills when we had that last session in the motel. It was my fault. So I decided to go ahead and take responsibility for my mistake.

Me: You should have told me at that time.
Lisa: I’m sorry! I thought I could do this all by myself. But with all the hormones in my body, I’m getting scared to raise my child alone.

I took a deep breath. Living with two pregnant ladies, I was already excited about my kids. Hearing I have a third kid too was overwhelming. My fatherly instincts kicked and I wanted to raise my third child too.

Me: Look, Lisa. I know this might be a shock for you. But I want to raise my kid too. I want us to raise our baby together.

Lisa cried hearing me. She hugged me tightly. I could feel, she was relieved knowing there was someone who is there to support her.

Lisa: But how are we gonna do this? You are with Chloe, right?
Me: This is what might shock you. Come let’s go to our home. You will know everything there.

Lisa: Oh ok! I am curious now. But before we go can we spend some time in the park.
Me: Oh yes. This looks good!
Lisa: Do you like it?

Me: I do! It’s like a nice picnic in the middle of the woods, with a hot girl.
Lisa: It’s girls!
Me: Wow! It’s a girl.

Lisa: Yes! Uhhh it’s so nice and quiet. I missed you so much! The sun is shining, clear air. It’s perfect!
Me: I missed you too!

Lisa: What if a wild animal attacks us?
Me: Lisa. It’s me. The wolf Slayer.
Lisa: Hahaha! That’s right!
Me: I have my eyes open. If some evil wolf beast comes by,  I’ll deal with it.

Lisa: Hahaha!
Me: Not only that but we do have a knife.
Lisa: My knight with his sword!
Me: I have my sword too. It’s in my pants.

Lisa: Hahaha! That’s funny!
Me: Thank you but it’s the truth!
Lisa: Hahaha! I know it is.
Me: You know. We’re out here, in the wilds, all alone.

Lisa: Yes?
Me: You know. We could use the sword.
Lisa: Hahaha! Do you still like me? Even if I’m looking like I stole a ball and hid it under my shirt?

Me: Are you kidding me? I like you even more now! If that’s possible.
Lisa: Oh, that’s so sweet!
Lisa: I’m considering using that sword of yours. Nice words like this help.
Me: Is that so?

Lisa: Yes.
Me: You know that when you’re pregnant it’s a good thing to have sex.
Lisa: I know.
Me: The birth is easier.

Lisa: Hahaha!
Me: And, most importantly, I like it!
Lisa: I made my decision.

Me: What is it?
Lisa: Let’s do it!
Me: That’s a good idea!

She made me lie flat on the ground. She’s on top of me.

Lisa: I hope nobody sees us.
Me: I’ll be fast.
Lisa: And keep an eye out!
Me: You got it! Now. Let’s get rid of that.

I got up and removed Lisa’s bottom and exposed her pussy. Her top was still on. I made her lie on her back. I was in front of her and made her legs spread wide.

Me: That’s a nice view.
Lisa: It is?
Me: Oh, yes.

Lisa: You guys love watching us.
Me: Very much, yes.

I went behind Lisa. My chest was resting on her back. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. We both were lying on our right. I lifted her left leg and was guiding my cock inside her pussy.

Lisa: Take it easy, ok?
Me: Yes, you got it!
Lisa: Wouldn’t want to go into labor in the woods.
Me: No, that’s not what we want.

I slowly started fucking her pussy. She’s enjoying it fully. I could feel she didn’t have sex with anyone apart from me. We were kissing each other to reduce our moans. After 10 minutes, she took command. I was flat on the ground. She sat on my dick in the reverse cowgirl position and started riding my cock.

After 10 minutes of fuck, we changed. I made her sit on her legs. I started fingering her pussy. She’s enjoying everything. Then I sat on my legs. Lisa sat on my dick, hugging me. Her legs were wrapped around my back. She started jumping up and down slowly.

We fucked for a few minutes. I shot my cum in her pussy.

Lisa: Wow! I missed this so much. I was tired of using my fingers and toys.
Me: Oh I am sorry for not being there.
Lisa: So what next?
Me: Let’s go to my home.

We reached home. All the girls were sitting in the living room. Anna answered the door. She was surprised to see Lisa. They hugged, the girls joined in too. Everyone noticed the baby bump. Lisa was also surprised by seeing Rose and Anna. She was still confused about what was going on.

Rose: Aafi! Did you just make her pregnant magically?
Me: Hahaha! I wish.

They invited Lisa in. We sat in the living room. I told Lisa to explain first and then we will explain everything to her. She told me how she got pregnant and why she didn’t inform me about that. The girls were surprised but also were supportive.

Chloe: I would have done the same.
Rose: Yes, that’s right!

Anna: You don’t have to worry now! Aafi will be there for you! We all are here for you.
Lisa: What do you mean by that?

Then we all told our side of the story. About how I convinced them into multiple relationships and about Chloe and Rose getting pregnant. Her mouth was wide open when she got to know that we were all living together.

Lisa: Wow! He is like a God! He has special powers that make you fall in love with him and do whatever he says.
Chloe: Exactly!
Rose: So, why don’t you come live with us?

Lisa: Really?
Anna: Yes, there a guest room. You can make it as your room.
Chloe: And we have our master bedroom up there. We need to add one more cradle for your baby.

Lisa cried in happiness. We all hugged her and everyone was a bit emotional. Rose being Rose, she made the atmosphere light by changing the subject.

Rose: Wow! Aafi, how did you manage to sleep with Lisa in the school?
Anna: Oh that doesn’t surprise me. Lisa was living with us, so something was bound to happen.
Chloe: How did it happen?

Me: Remember the trip we went to school.
Rose: Oh yes! You and Lisa were partners.
Chloe: He saved Lisa’s life.

Anna: Oh! That’s where things happened.
Lisa: Hahaha! Yes, I rewarded him, after he saved my life.
Rose: Awe! Hero!

Lisa: What about you Chloe? How did it start?
Chloe: We both were the first to arrive at the school that summer. We came to drop off our luggage.
Me: Oh yeah! I remember that.

Chloe: Aafi being a gentleman, helped me with my luggage.
Me: How could I say no to such a beautiful girl.
Anna: Hahaha! It’s true!

Chloe: Things happened, from where it all started.
Rose: Wow! That’s so romantic.

Chloe: Anna, how about you?
Anna: You remember the party on the first day of school.
Rose: Yes, that bitch Abigail bullied me.
Anna: Sorry Rose, but yeah, Aafi was way too drunk.

Chloe: Oh yeah! I remember that! That’s where he took my virginity. We were having sex near the lake.
Lisa: Wow!
Me: That was great!

Anna: Anyway, he fell from his bed that night.
Rose: Ouch!
Chloe: Poor you!
Me: Yeah poor me.

Anna: Out of pity, I let him sleep next to me.
Rose: So nice of you.
Anna: Things changed from that moment. We had our first sex in that abandoned house where there’s that huge bed.

Chloe: Oh yes!
Rose: That’s nice.

Lisa: Rose, it’s your turn.
Rose: Oh yeah! My first time was an unbelievable threesome.
Anna: What?

Chloe: Oh yes. We were alcohol drinking in the park with Jason and the group. We were all drunk.
Rose: We ended up with a threesome in the library. That’s the main reason why we are together today.

Anna: Haha! Thanks for that Chloe and Rose.

Chloe: I wonder who else have you slept with Aafi?
Lisa: I’m sure there are more.
Anna: I bet too!

Rose: Come on spill it out.
Me: You guys really want to know?
Rose: Yes yes.

Me: Ok, one is Eve.
Chloe: How did it happen?
Me: Remember, when you were in pain and asked me to hang out with your friends.

Chloe: Yes.
Anna: I and Rose were discussing something private. Eve and Aafi were alone in that house.

Me: Yes, she let me touch and play with her boobs. We first had sex during that rain. It was just before the threesome with Rose and Chloe.
Chloe: You were supposed to help her with her truck, right?
Me: Yeah, that was just an excuse.

Rose: Wow! Clever.
Anna: And still he had the stamina to have a threesome with you gals. He is a Sex God!
Lisa: Oh yeah! That he is!

Chloe: Next?
Me: The day I went for the trip to town when I brought chocolates.
Anna: Oh yes! The Christmas store.

Chloe: Wait! Did you bring the chocolates for Anna too? I thought you only bought me.
Rose: Oh my God! He is a genius.
Lisa: Hahaha! Continue.

Me: Speaking of that shop, I had fun with that store girl before I bought those things.
Rose: Was she a virgin?
Me: Yes, and she wanted to learn how to give a blowjob.
Lisa: Oh lucky girl got the right person to teach her.

Anna: Haha! True! Is there more?
Me: Oh yes! The girl from the car dealership.
Lisa: Oh my. I was supposed to get a job there, now I know why they turned me down.

Chloe: Wow! Really?
Me: Yeah! Moving on. I did it with the ritual girl.
Chloe: Woah! You already knew about her before Rose.

Me: Yes
Rose: He sure fooled us.

Me: This might be unexpected. But I did fuck Abigail.

All the girls were shocked by hearing that. They bent their head showing me a lot of respect.

Rose: Wow! Good job there Aafi.
Chloe: I am proud of you on this one.
Anna: How did this happen?

Me: It happened because I helped her when she fell in the rain that day.
Lisa: Awe! He helps everyone! That’s why I think he gets rewarded by every girl.
Chloe: That’s true!

Me: Then there was a threesome with Jason and Rose.
Rose: Oh yes! I was glad you joined. Otherwise, it would have been just Jason and me.

Chloe: Wow! Rose, looks like you have slept with the two hottest guys in the school.
Rose: Haha! Yes, I did.

Anna: Who else?
Me: I had the most fun on the trip. I had sex with many girls.

Lisa: Oh so you did sleep with other girls than me.
Me: Hahaha! Yes, I did. It started with Abigail and then with Eve.
Anna: Oh makes sense, since you were grouped.

Me: Then, things happened with Lisa. And then there was a special lady, I will tell about her in the last. You will be surprised.
Rose: Oh! Suspense.
Me: Then I and Chloe had a romantic session.

Rose: Yes, they both threw me out and made out.
Me: Something interesting happened while I and Chloe were having sex.
Chloe: Oh really?

Me: The girls who were teamed up with Anna for the game, they were watching us while I fucked you.
Chloe: Oh my God! I didn’t know that.
Anna: Why did you let them watch?

Me: It was Chloe, how can I not let them watch my hot girlfriend.
Chloe: Mmmm. Wise words! I am not mad.
Me: Also, because of that I was able to have a threesome with them, right after I finished with Chloe.

Rose: Oh my my! His stamina! Lucky bastard!
Me: After that park, I did a ritual with some new girl.
Rose: Wow! So you are not part of that ritual?

Me: Yes, I am. Chloe, please don’t be mad. I couldn’t resist myself to your sister.
Chloe: What?
Rose: What? You didn’t even spare Chloe’s sister.

Chloe: It’s her. She is a slut, so I am not too surprised there but I am mad about this.
Me: Awww! I am sorry!
Chloe: Hahaha! Just kidding!

Me: Then I had a threesome with Eve and a rich woman. And there was another threesome with Eve and the stripper girl from the club.

All the girls were in shock with their mouths wide open.

Anna: Was this the lady you were talking about?
Me: No, no! Last but not the least, I feel proud of this. You may not believe this.

Anna: Come on spill it out.
Me: I had sex with the only woman on the campus, the hot teacher!

Wow! Their expression on the face was priceless. I blew their minds this time.

Rose: Oh my God!
Lisa: You didn’t even leave the teacher alone.
Chloe: So is this why she used to call you to her house frequently?

Me: Haha! No, she used to call me to warn me. For the first time, while trying to explain to me how to behave, she accidentally exposed her pussy. She wasn’t wearing any panty. That made me think that she’s a slut.

Anna: Oh my! She didn’t wear any panties?
Me: No she didn’t.
Chloe: She is a slut after all.
Me: I had the dirtiest sex of my life with her.

Lisa: Oh really? Dirty in the sense?
Me: I peed in her mouth. She drank my piss.
Rose: Holy shit! I like dirty, too. But you have never tried that on me.
Chloe: Yes, yes. Even I want to try.

Anna: Lisa and I also want to join in.
Lisa: Yes, yes!
Me: I promise you, we will do it, but some other time.
Chloe: Hmmm. Is there anyone else?

Me: Nope, I am all done.
Anna: Wow! That was a long list of girls.
Chloe: Aren’t you forgetting your clients?
Me: Oh yes, them too! Hahaha!

Lisa: What clients?
Anna: He is working as a Sex therapist.
Lisa: Oh wow!
Rose: Yes, He is Doctor Aafi. And he tries to fuck all of his clients.

Lisa: Oh my God! There’s plenty of women who are ready to cheat on their partners with a sex therapist.
Me: That’s true! Hahaha!

The End!

That’s how Aafi and his girls lived happily ever after. This is the end of the series. But don’t worry, I will be back with a new series soon. I hope you enjoyed it. See you next time with a new storyline. Till then keep reading ISS and keep fapping.

I was in my graduation days and unhappy with my daily routine life. It was all boring days attending lectures. There were no outings or picnics even after several months. I started being regular on Twitter.

I was in the Twitter message group of people that had European as well as American people. They used to chat about right-wing and left-wing political ideology.

One of the girls was Tina who was about 29 years old from America. She was a scientist and I had personal chat with her on Twitter. I used to talk with her normally about her profession and everyday life. But as we know people in the West are quite open to sexual talk and other stuff.

She started telling me stories about her experiences. She told me that she was a scientist. After that, she told me how she had open relationships with many guys and what dick size she likes. Such chats happened for many days. One day I just asked her whether she will like to have sex with me or not.

She was bisexual and said if we ever meet we will have sex. Then she started sending some nude selfies of her on the Twitter message box. I used to masturbate after seeing her awesome figure. More than 8 months passed our chats got reduced. I had no hopes of meeting her.

One day she started telling me a story about how one of her boyfriends wanted a serious relationship with her. But she refused and in the end, he broke up with her. Then to my surprise, she wrote a message that she is coming to Mumbai.

I did not bother to ask why she is coming. I lived in Pune so I hoped that I will reach Mumbai and will fuck her to my delight. I asked her for the date and place where she will be staying. She messaged me all the details. At home, I told my parents that we are going on an education tour of 2 days.

I sat on the train and rushed to meet the beauty. Somehow I reached her hotel at about 8 pm. Then we met and hugged each other. She welcomed me and we started chatting. Then she asked me about my plans. I just said that I am going to fuck you for 2 days. We just had some light snacks.

At around 9 pm she said that let us clean ourselves and I said we will have a bath together. She started removing her clothes. I was delighted to see a perfect pair of boobs. We both were showering together and then sat in the bathtub. I started inserting my fingers in her pussy and she was moaning in pleasure.

Her body was perfect like the pornstars we see in videos. She was upset with hair on my cock. So she just shaved my cock with no hair left on my cock. In the bathtub, she told me some tragedies of her life. I was least interested in listening to those. But as we all know you cannot say no to such things at naked moments.

After an hour we came out of the bathtub and wiped ourselves with towels. Then I just laid down on the bed and she started sucking my cock. She was an expert in that and I was trying to control my cumming. My cock was tight and it was like all liquid just came to halt.

Then I asked her to lay down and I was over her. I started kissing her neck and lips. It was a passionate kiss of more than 15 minutes. Then we went to the 69 position. I was licking her pussy and was exploring it. She was rubbing my cock and all of a sudden cum splashed all over her face.

She washed her face and again we started our sex session. I started kissing her back. Without any delay, I inserted the cock inside her ass. In the beginning, she screamed but later on, she started enjoying it. I ejaculated inside her ass and we both started breathing heavily and took some rest for a while.

Again we began our proceeding. I licked her thighs with intense pleasure. I adjusted my cock over her pussy laid on her and started sucking her boobs. I was just teasing her pussy. After some time I widened her legs and juices started oozing out of her pussy.

I just rubbed my cock over her pussy but did not insert and more juices started coming out. She begged for cock inside her pussy. I just rubbed my cock again on her pussy and slowly inserted it and it went smoothly. I love missionary style sex the most.

As my cock is 9 inches she was unable to take whole of it in one stroke. I was slow in my movement. At one point I just kept my cock inside her pussy and started biting her lips. After a few minutes, I started fast movements and it was kind of rough sex.

We were very fast and in the end, whole cum was inside her pussy. I was hungry for more. She almost slept but I was still fucking her. I again pour my cum over her pussy and slept over her.

After that in the morning, she was brushing. I came from behind inserted my cock inside her ass and started fucking her. She had some work in the morning and I slept for 6-7 hours. After 4 pm she came back to the room. I was sleeping and she came out of the bathroom after a bath.

I just got up from my bed starting removing her clothes and started kissing her. She resisted a bit. I just said, “You are my best friend. Please allow me to have some more fun.” Again I opened her legs and started exploring her pussy. This time there was not much foreplay. I just inserted my cock started slow fuck.

We changed our position several times. We shared jokes and everything happened in the naked situation. After that, she left and I never met her again.

Any girl around Pune who wants to be friends with me just mail at [email protected].

Hello there. This is Alex (Obviously a pen name). I’ve already written one story before which about a Tinder date. I’m a very sexually active person like I just love sex. I have zero hesitance to talk about it. I’ve had multiple encounters on Tinder and will be sharing them depending on the feedback of the stories.

I am an average bodied guy with an average-sized dick. I am going to be totally honest about it. Without further ado, let’s start. Now, this is a story I didn’t think would happen to me. Every guy has this dark fantasy of doing a milf. And I’m lucky enough to say that I got that fantasy fulfilled.

I’m a regular user of Tinder and one such day I found a match. She had no picture or bio much. We got talking, initial formal talks and stuff. But later during the conversation, she told me she’s married. And I thought well here’s another typical woman on Tinder just looking for ‘friends’.

I mean who am I kidding, landing a milf is a fantasy. But boy, was I wrong? Let’s say her name is Kathy. As the conversations went on, she told me she is married and has a kid. And that she’s on Tinder to explore! And I thought she’s here to explore the app Tinder and see how it is.

But that actually wasn’t the case. She was actually there to explore life. She wanted to have fun outside marriage. At this point I was skeptical. I mean this was way too good to be true. I mean you’ve seen such stuff in movies, especially porn movies. And here she is actually saying such stuff.

I thought I was being catfished. But I thought let us give this a shot. So we decided to go on a date. I’m waiting at the cafe, skeptical and doubtful whether she’ll show up or whether I’m gonna be catfished. She arrived. I am waiting at the cafe, anxiously. Then I receive a call telling me that she’s waiting outside.

I went out and found out who she was. And man! Was she cute! She was wearing her business formals and that gave her a more classy look. Quite tall and an average body. She didn’t maintain post her pregnancy but yet she could make a guy look towards her.

She was quite tall, like almost 5’8 feet, average slim body, but quite a stunner. Wavy kinda hair till her shoulders, wore those normal specs which kinda added the look to her. She had quite a commanding voice and yet she is super sweet. I didn’t believe my luck at this point. But here we are.

The first date was kind of cool. We talked a lot of stuff and got into why she’s looking for fun outside marriage. One of the many reasons would be the ‘mid-life crisis’. She wanted attention from men. She wanted to be loved and have sex. Her husband wasn’t the best or even good when it comes to sex.

At least that’s what she said. I wanted to take things forward but she was getting late home. I honestly wanted to kiss her, but she was playing hard to get. She said to wait for the next date and not to rush on the first date. I agreed to it but you know how it is.

A hot married mother and the dark fantasy tends to cloud you. But I respected her wishes and waited for the next date. Fast forward to the second date at a bar. Same usual conversations, but she got drunk. And that’s where she got bold. And I mean bold.

She did confess later that she tends to get bold only after having alcohol. I took the initiative to kiss her on the forehead. But she looked up and kissed my lips. And the kiss lasted quite a while. Here we are, at an open terrace bar, surrounded by people and making out.

Next thing I realize, she’s feeling my legs over my pants. I managed to unhook her bra over her top with one hand. She was impressed by that action. And I couldn’t help but feel her breasts. Such soft and amazing breasts. We ordered the cheque and we left. We took the lift.

It reached the ground but we had to take the steps to reach the bike. The building had 2 underground floors. We went to the minus 2 floor and we started making out again. This was happening under the stairs. We are making out crazy. Then she starts feeling my dick over my pants.

She inserts her hands inside my pants and starts stroking my dick. I was feeling her thighs and then slowly rubbed her pussy over her pants. We took off each other’s pants and I penetrated her. She was wet as fuck! I was being hesitant because of the probability of getting caught.

But here this lady is just spreading her legs and inviting me to fuck her. I just penetrated her and started pounding her missionary style. The sex sounds were evident, sweaty thighs of mine hitting her sweaty ass while I was pushing and pulling my dick. The odor was evident too.

We are doing all this under the stairway of a parking lot, completely sweaty and wet, and the thrill of getting caught. She is such a moaner. I had to kiss her and keep my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. We heard footsteps and so we had to rush to wear out pants and leave.

And let me tell you, it did not stop there. I was dropping her back to her place. While riding she kept her bag on my lap, and then I realized she’s feeling my dick over the pants. She unzipped my pants and took out my dick and started giving a handjob.

Riding an open road, the cold air, the starry night, a beautiful milf, and a handjob while riding, it was bloody thrilling.

Do let me know if you’d like to have a second part of the series here. Let me know your feedback in the comment section or you can mail me at [email protected].

Ye story kahani ghar ghar ki story series ki pehli do stories ke pehle ka kissa batati hai. Isliye I would request readers to go through other two parts of the series as well to get a full feel of the story.

Garmiyo ki ek raat ki baat hai. June ka mahina tha. Fan full speed par 5 number par chal raha tha. Jiski wajah se room mein kafi aawaz bhi ho rahi thi. Garmi itni zyada thi ki fan chalne ke baawzud face ke neeche neck wale joint par paseena aa raha tha.

Ek reason ye bhi tha ke hum typical middle class ghar mein raha karte the, jo ki kafi congested sa tha. Total 3 room the ghar mein, aur hum 5 member. Raat ko light bhaag jaya karti thi, to invertor se kaam chalate. Invertor 2 fans ka load nahi jhel pata tha isliye hum sare members ek hi room mein ek hi fan ke neeche soya karte.

Room ke bich mein ek double bed tha. Jis par right corner par mummy, bich mein papa aur left corner par main soya karta tha. Raat ko sote time jis side main sota tha usi side meri behan ek folding bichha kar us par soya karti thi. Waise to dosto ye raat bhi baaki raato jaisi hi thi.

Par us raat jab main sone jar ha tha to mujhe zara bhi andaza nahi tha ke us raat ke baad meri zindagi puri tarah se badalne wali hai. Raat kareeb 1 baje ke around meri aankh khuli. Gardan paseene mein bhigi hui thi. Waise to ekdum sannata tha.

Par room ke fan ka shor us sannate ko cheer raha tha. Red colour ka night bulb jala hua tha. Woh laal roshni maano andhere ko cheerne ki nakaam si koshish kar rahi thi. Bulb jala hua tha par fir bhi kamra roshan nahi tha. Sab gehri neend mein soye hue the.

Papa ke kharrato ki awaj ko fan ka shor daba de raha tha. Par unke kharrate unki gehri neend mein sone ka saboot the. Mummy ek karwat par mere se opposite side face kar ke soyi hui thi. Dono behane bhi bad-hawas si hokar gehri neend mein soyi hui thi.

Is tarah maine charo taraf apni nazar ghumayi aur pet(stomach) ke bal let gaya. Aur apne hath ko apne lower mein ghusaya aur dheere dheere apne lund ko ragadne laga. Aur woh sab baate sochne laga jinki wajah se main apni sagi behan Soniya ko hawas bhari gandi nazro se dekhne laga tha.

Soniya 23 saal ke around hogi us time. Ekdum jawaan jism ki mallika. Height 5ft 5 inch. Weight 54 kg. Color bohut zyada fair nahi tha. Thodi thodi Mallika Sherawat type lagti hai. Main apni sagi behan ko gandi nazro se dekhne laga tha.

Is baat ka bhi genuine reason tha dosto. First of all main boys school mein padhta tha. Ladkiya thi hi nahi life mein. Upar se main bohut hi shy sharmeela kism ka ladka tha. Main ek scientific theory ka perfect example tha. Jo log bade shant sharmeele nature ke hote hain unke andar sex ki aag kahi jyada hoti hai.

To dosto ye aag to mere andar bhadakti ja rahi thi umar ke sath sath. Par us aag ko thanda karne ka intezam nahi ho paa raha tha. Waise to behano ke bohut close tha main. Pyar bhi bohut tha aapas mein. Par bolte hain na ki hawas insaan ko andha bana deti hai. Main bhi andha hi ho chuka tha.

Hum aapas mein khub ladte jhagadte bhi the. Ek baar hum aise hi TV remote ko lekar lad rahe the. Usne TV channel change kiya aur remote apne paas rakh liya. Mujhe bohut tez gussa aaya aur main remote lene uske paas dauda. Pehle to woh thoda gusse mein boli ki main nahi dene wali remote.

Fir maine usse chheen ne ki koshish ki to woh apne hath ko idhar udhar kar ke remote ko meri pahuch se dur karne lagi. Maine uska hath pakad liya. Tabhi usne mujhe dhakka diya aur waha se bhagne lagi. Main bhi lapak ke uske peeche douda. Aur jhat se uska left hand pakad liya.

Remote uske right hand mein tha jo ki usne aage ki taraf kar rakha tha. Dusre hath se maine uska right hand apni taraf kheechne ki koshish ki. Par usne kaafi taaqat ke sath hath aage hi rakha. Main bhi maano lachaar sa ho gaya tha. Woh bhi mujhe challenge sa kar rahi thi ke le ke dikha tu aaj remote.

Ab bhale hi woh mujhse 4 saal badi thi. Par thi to ek naazuk si ladki hi na. Uske left hand ko maine apne left hand se pakad rakha tha. Tabhi maine apne right hand se dhakke ke sath uske kandho ko apni or kheech liya. (uska right hand meri range se bahar tha).

Jaise hi kandha chhod ke main uske right hand ko pakdne ke liye apna hath neeche le jane laga. Woh fir se aage ki taraf bhag gayi. Aur pehli wali position mein aa gayi. Woh bohut tez tez hasne lag rahi thi. Aur mujhe gussa aaya ja raha tha. Is baar fir se maine taaqat ke sath use apni aur kheecha.

Par is baar woh pehle ki tarah na bhaag paye. Iske liye maine apne left hand se uske kandho ke charo aur ghera sa bana kar apni or kheech liya. Main us time itne gusse mein tha ki maine pura dum laga rakha tha. Aur woh bechari kaha muqabla kar pati. Aur finally woh mere kabze mein aa gayi.

Mere left hand ne uske left hand ko to free kar diya tha. Par uske kandho par rassi ki tarah ghera bana rakha tha. Usne fir bhi apni haar nahi maani. Aur apne hath aage ki taraf karne lagi jis se main remote tak na pahuch pau. Woh bohut jyada hil rahi thi. Aur mera hath chhutane ki bhi puri koshish kar rahi thi.

Tabhi achanak mujhe feel hua ke hum zarurat se jyada close aa chuke the. Uska badan mere badan se bilkul chipka hua tha. Uska face mere se dusri side tha. Uski kamar meri taraf thi. Mere seene (chest) se uski kamar bilkul chipki hui thi. Although uski gaand abhi mujhse nahi tuch hui thi.

Ye baat maine tab notice ki jab chheena jhapti mein 2 second ke liye uski gaand mere lund se ragad khayi. Mere to pure badan mein sansani si ho gayi maano. Ek current sa daud gaya puri body mein. Thoda ajeeb sa bhi feel hua ke apni behan ke aise tuch se mere andar aisi feeling kyuu aayi.

Reason jo bhi tha mujhe to woh touch kaafi arousing laga. Aur mere lund ne react bhi karna shuru kar diya. Ab achanak se mera dhyaan remote control se hat gaya tha aur mera focus didi ki gaaand par chala gaya. Usne silk ka salwar suit pehan rakha tha.

Main apni nazre neeche kar uski gaand par le gaya. Tb notice kiya. Kya khubsurat bala thi yarr woh. Ekdum perfect size na bohut bada. Aur na chhota. Ekdum round shape. Aur upar se uski gaand bahar ki taraf kuch jyada hi nikli hui thi.

Uski gaand dekh ke to mere andar ke sex hormone aur zyada activate ho gaye. Aur main bhul gaya tha ki woh meri behan hai. Halaki chhina jhapti abhi bhi chal rahi thi. Par ab mera dhyaan uski gaand par hi thaa. Main dheere dheere apna lund aage kiya ja raha tha.

Jab woh kabhi jhatke se peeche ki taraf hoti to uski gaand mere lund ko maano tease kar ke chali jaya karti. Aur uski gaand ke movement ke according main bhi apne lund ka movement karne laga. Lund tight hone laga tha. Aur excitement bhi badhne laga tha. Mujhe kuch aur nahi dikh raha tha ab.

Ab to mujhe uska har sparsh(touch) excite kar raha tha. Uski chikni patli curvy kamar jo ki mere seene se chipki hui thi. Uski kameez ke upar se hi uski bra ki strip meri chest par feel ho rahi thi. Mera left hand jisne uski gardan ke charo aur ghera bana kar uske kandho ko jakda hua tha.

Woh uske naazuk komal kandho ki softness ko feel kar pa rahe the. Upar mera face uske baalo (hair) ke kaafi nazdeek tha. Unki khushboo mujhe madhosh karne lagi thi. Ye sab feel kar ke main kafi excite ho chuka tha. Maine uske kandho ko halke halke dabaana shuru kiya.

Par didi ko kuch dhyaan nahi tha. Woh to bss isi baat mein khush thi ki abhi tak main remote nahi le paya. Mere andar ka shaitaan jaag chuka tha. Par fir bhi main ye hi show kar raha tha ke mera pura focus remote lene par hi hai. Aur bich bich mein kuch kuch bolta.

Par meri nazre to idhar udhar hoti uski gaand se chipki hui thi. Ab mujhse raha nahi ja raha tha aur himmat kar ke maine kuch kadam aage badhaye. Aur apne lund ko aur nazdeek le gaya. Bich bich mein uski gaand mere lund ko tease kar hi rahi thi.

Fir mere kadam uske badan ke itne nazdeek chale gaye ki uski gaand mere se chipak gayi. Uski gaand ki left partition mere lund se tuch hua. Kya feeling thi dosto. Itni mulayam cheez. Jo ki halke se sparsh se bhi dab jaye. Upar se uski reshami kapde ki salwaar uski gaand ki smoothness ko kai guna badha de rahi thi.

Chikne pan ki wajh se kafi baar mera lund fisal ja raha tha. Upar se woh kai baar aage peeche ho rahi thi. Jis wajh se uski gaand par dabaav badh raha tha aur kam ho raha tha. Main apni body ko move nahi kar raha tha jisse usko doubt na ho. Feel to aisa hi ho raha tha ke usne panty nahi pehan rakhi thi.

Uski bra strip ki tarah maine uski panty line ko bhi feel karne ki koshish ki. Par mujhe nahi feel hui. Ye soch kar main aur excited ho gaya. Hawas to sar chadh hi chuki thi. Ab kuch dikhayi bhi nahi de raha tha. Lund ki bhi alag alag farmaish jo ki kaafi natural bhi hai.

Agar koi ladki aap se aise chipak jaye to obviously aap apne lund ko uski gaand ki daraar ke andar ghusana chahenge. Mera bhi man wahi kiya. Par didi mujhse aise angle mein khadi thi ki uska left butt lund se touch ho raha tha. Aur remote ko mujhse dur karne ke liye woh right side ki aur apni body move karti.

Ab jab bhi woh body is tarah move karti to mera lund uski daraar mein jaane ki bajay dusri taraf se uski gaand se fisal kar bahar aa jata. Uske kandhe main abhi bhi feel kar raha tha. Uske baalo ki mahak mujhe aur madhosh kiye ja rahi thi. Tab pata nahi excitement level itna zyada badh chuka tha.

Maine apna left leg uski body se aage le gaya aur uske left leg mein fasa diya. Jis se uska right side ka movement block ho gaya. Aur isi ke sath hi mere lund ko uski manzil naseeb hui. Uski gaand ki daraar. Lund pura tight ho rakha tha.

Bus lund ko halki si direction mili aur khud ba khud us daraar mein ghusta chala gaya. Jaise hi lund andar ghusa maine ek dhakka use aage ki taraf diya. Uska movement maine apne pairo se block kar rakha tha. Sath hi sath maine uske right hand ko bhi tezi se masal diya.

Masalte hi uske muh se aah nikal gayi (painful) usne thoda sa aage hone ki usne koshish ki. Par pair fase hone ki wajah se lachar thi. Lachar hokr jaise hi usne dheel chhodi mere lund ka dabaav ek baar aur badh gaya. Ab usko thoda doubt hua aur hasna band kar diya. Aur bolne lagi chhod mujhe.

Par main kaha sun ne wala tha? Main uski body ki peeche ki side ki curvature ko feel kar raha tha. Kaise uski kamar pehle to andar ki taraf jati hai fir achanak uski gaand ke paas se sharp turn lete hue bahar ko nikal rahi hai. Lund uski gaand ki daraar mein. Janghe uske kulho ko daba rahi thi.

Ek pair ne uske pair ko lapet rakha tha. Sach mein dosto main to jannat mein tha. Mere liye zindagi mein aisa pehli baar hua tha. Main bohut jyada xcite ho chuka tha. Blood circulation bohut tez ho chuka tha. Waise to mera lund uski daraar mein mushkil se 10 second ke liye hi raha hoga.

Par us time par woh 10 seconds mujhe discharge karne ke liye sufficient thi. Main discharge hone hi wala tha. Tabhi achanak didi ne apne left kohni mere pet mein maari aur mujhe peeche kar diyaa. Aur ye bolti hu chali gayi, “Ye le remote. Mujhe nahi dekhna. Tu hi dekh le.”

Gussa to nahi thi. Tone aisi thi jaise kisi ko maaf karte hue bolte hai. Par uski ankhe kuch aur hi bol rahi thi. Usne mujhe badi hi ajeeb nazar se dekha. Jaise uske man mein koi doubt sa ho. Par main usse nazar nahi mila payaa. Woh waha se chali gayi.

Us haseen haadse ke baad uske nature mein mere liye koi change nahi aya tha. Woh to maano usko bhul gayi thi. Par main woh nahi bhul paa raha thaa. Kyunki waha se officially mera sex career start hua tha.

To us garmi ki raat mein main isi haseen haadse ko soch soch kar apna lund masal raha tha. Ye baat to thi ki us incidence ke baad meri nazar apni sagi didi ke liye badal chuki thi. Par mere andar abhi tak itni himmat nahi thi ki main intentionally uske sath kuch karu.

Main us incident ko ek aise haadse ki tarah sochta jo ki anjaane mein mere sath hua. Par uske baad mere andar apni taraf se kuch karne ki himmat nahi ho payi.

I suggest you read the first part of the story in order to know the characters.

I and my ex-gf both looked at each other. Realizing what we have done, we tried to separate us but our hearts had some other intentions.

I took off my hands from her so did she, we moved backed a little but our minds were still in that moment of mutual consent.

I opened the car draw and took out the cigarette pack and walked towards the shores. I tried to light the cigarette but the sea winds made it really hard. I quit trying and just watched towards the sea.

A few minutes later..

“We should go.” I heard Roja’s voice.

I turned my head, she was equally worried. The kiss had wiped out her baby pink lip gloss on her lips. Her eyes were expressing equally awkwardness. I got up and walked towards her, she backed a little. I sensed she was feeling uncomfortable. I felt offended.

“Your lips were on my lips first.” I told and walked towards the car.

After five minutes, she came and sat at the back seat. I adjusted the mirror, she was in her dilemma. The next few kms, an awkward silence of realization remained between us.

Suddenly, I felt un-breathable inside the car recalling the kiss we had. It was not just a random kiss that I can forget. Yes, I got carried away with the flow but she initiated the kiss and what was bothering me was I enjoyed it and she did participate equally.

I stopped the car and went to freshen up without uttering a word. When I returned, Roja was sitting at the front seat. She was looking like a doll, maybe another reason which forced me not to stop the kiss. I sat on the driver’s seat and looked at her curiously.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..” she took a deep breath “We need to talk.” She gazed into my eyes. I gave a nod to have the talk. She turned her body towards me and without a blink started talking.

“We just carried away and lost control of our mind.” She tried to explain the situation with her narrative. I was feeling the same but actually, she just wanted to avoid what happened.

I looked toward the road and again gave a nod keeping quiet, agreeing with her. She knew I wasn’t agreeing with her. She kept looking at me but I didn’t respond to any of her silent questions. It drove her crazy.

“Don’t keep quiet, say something. I know you will be jumping in joy inside, kissing your ex and judging how desperate she is.” Her screaming eventually turned to mumbling, she looked towards road.

Meanwhile, I stopped the car on the side and turned towards her; damn she was looking so cute; her fair skin had turned red just like the old days. The long black untied hair on her fair cheeks was even making her more attractive. But she had accused me of something which hit badly to my ego.

“Don’t try to put this all on me. You left me and you are talking about judging.” My tone increased. She responded to my tone with an angry look. I calmed myself and took a breath.

“I never thought our path will cross like this. I was excited to meet you. The knowledge of knowing that you are divorced drove my excitement even crazier.” I noticed she was responding to my words; her anger was wearing off.

“You have even turned more beautiful than earlier. The past history between us, it was overpowered me and I couldn’t resist those lips.”

My eyes were on her lips while my mouth was answering her. Her lips were shivering; maybe my words ignited something in her. She slowly turned her face towards me, I stopped talking.

“Why did you stop?” her voice expressed she was not surprised but aroused by my revelations.

Before I could say more, she drew her face towards mine and in no time her lips were again on my lips. I lifted her grabbing her ass and made her sit on my lap. Her back was facing the road. Our lips were still on each other; her hands were holding my face. But while making her sit on my laps, her back got hit by the steering wheel.

“Ahhh..” she looked at me angrily

“Sorry..” I bend forward a little to get to the liver under the seat to slide it back to make space to sit comfortably on my lap.

While bending, my left hand was on her waist holding her in order to give back support to her body and my lips were touching her stomach. I slid the seat back but my face was still touching her stomach. I could see her bare waist from her high slit kurti.

I slid my right hand inside her kurti to touch her bare stomach, her navel. I slid her kurti and her bare milky-skinned stomach drove me impatient. I kissed her navel and put my tongue inside her navel, making it wet.

“Hmmm..” I heard her soft moan. She held my hair and dragged my face away from her. She looked me in steamy eyes.

“You are hot,” I spoke spontaneously.

“Really..” She showed faith in my praising by giving a wide smile and again she took control of me putting her lips on mine. My hands tried her luck to go inside her pants to touch her naked bottom. She smacked my hand while kissing. She broke the kiss.

“Not this soon..” Her voice has turned sexy and with a little resistance from her kurti, she took it off.

I was seeing my ex-girlfriend in her black inner for the first time. Yeah, we never had taken any step further than kissing when we were together.

She was looking like any guy’s darkest fantasy. She started unbuttoning my shirt while my hands touched her bareback and slid passionately from her neck to waist. The time I unhooked her bra, she held my hand.

“Patience tiger..” She started kissing my chest while her left hand pressed against her chest in order to hold her hanging bra. I lifted her face.

“Are you sure..” I asked impatiently.

“Are you?” she replied with a question.

“Here?” I asked again.

“Your wish..” She took off her bra. My eyes popped out and mouth fell open seeing her half nude for the first time. She had maintained her body soundly. Her assets were not saggy and neither firm. It was like witnessing something so beautiful for the first time.

“Do you want to touch?” She guided my hands towards her half nude body, slowly putting them on her smooth lumps.

My touch made her moan. Her moan in no time ignited a fire inside me. She bit her lower lip when I squeezed them. Both of our hearts were pounding like hell. We both were feeling it, the seamless touching, eye gazing only poured fuel to the burning desire inside us.

She fell upon me, crushing her breasts on my bare chest. I felt her body heat; she was warm like hot iron, all I needed was to hammer her to mould her into the streamy action happening between us; fulfilling both of our desire.

I hugged her like a mother protecting her child. She liked the tightness of my hands which was slowly taking control over her body. She looked at me; her eyes expressed a thousand words revealing her hidden side. In simple words, my ex-girlfriend was getting turned on with each second and moves we were forwarding with.

Her lips again attacked my lips and started to act vigorously over my lips. Her hands took control of my face while my hands were controlling her upper body. This time, her tongue had stated its tricks inside my mouth.

In the meantime, my hands were aroused enough to go inside her pants. She didn’t resist, her pants were tight, my hands were struggling to go inside but they were failing miserably. She was noticing it but she was in the mood to take a break from the french kissing.

My struggle made her giggle. Suddenly, my ex-girlfriend broke the kiss and rose vertically sitting on my abdomen. She was smiling on my helplessness, of my hands defeat to get into her pants.

My eyes expressed nothing but she knew what I was aching. She unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped it, prompting my hands to do the rest. She adjusted her bottom putting exactly on my overgrown bulge inside my pants. She smiled looking me while feeling my manhood over my pants by sliding back and forth her ass.

My ex-girlfriend again took control of my face and her lips were on mine. My hands slid through her back and without any hurdle, they went inside her underwear, touching her bare ass. They were even softer than her breasts.

My hands started enjoying squeezing and pampering my ex-girlfriend’s ass cheeks like a kid’s cheeks. During this, my fingers slid inside her crack, eventually touching the holy grail of her body. She was wet and ready to engulf my manhood.

“Remove your hands from there, you naughty” she pushed my hand while giving a slutty smile. I smiled back and dragged her pants down with force.

Suddenly, I heard some noise as if someone was calling me. I came to sense, I looked around; I was still sitting on the beach with my cigarette packet.

I looked around and realized I was day-dreaming but the bulge was still intact. I tried to adjust it but to my bad luck, my eyes caught Roja was watching at a distance. Perhaps, she had walked down to have a talk about our earlier actions but after seeing me in that position, she turned her face in shock and walked towards the car.

I followed her. No surprise, she went to the back seat, I sat on the front and like a driver, I looked back to have her permission to drive. Why did I do that, I do not know!! It was stupid.

“What, aren’t you done enough without permission?” her words penetrated like bullets to my core.

“Excuse me, without your permission?” My eyes questioned her accusation. She wasn’t able to reply; she knew the kissing was mutual.

My ex-girlfriend asked me to drop her at the nearest taxi stand and I did. She got off and took the taxi. She didn’t even look back and left. I was confused if meeting my ex Roja was a good idea or a bad one. But one thing for sure, I was still mesmerized by the kiss.

A couple of days past none of us tried to contact each other but not a single day lest when I didn’t bother to remind her. I wasn’t sure if it was our old love taking rebirth or an unexpected grown sexual attraction. Whatever it was, I was driven crazy with each passing day, unable to be in contact with her.

I tried to message her and even tried to call her but every time I was left disappointed. It didn’t take me long to understand; she was avoiding me but I kept trying shamelessly to contact her. And one day finally she picked the phone.

“What?” She was pissed off. I knew if I don’t handle this so awaited conversation carefully things may go south closing all the doors to her, to Roja.

“How are you? Are you okay?” I initiated a conversation but she was really not in the mood.

“I’m fine..now bye and don’t call me again.” She replied firmly.

“Okay, I won’t but at least listen to me what I want to tell..” I tried my best to continue the conversation. She was silent on the other side.

“I want to apologize for that day. I really didn’t know things will happen like this. I’m not going to irritate you ever again calling or messaging you repeatedly. That’s it. I guess it all happened because it was never off the table between us, only dusted over the years. Don’t deny you felt nothing..” while replying, this I was anxious about what will she say hearing me.

“I felt nothing. The kiss yes I didn’t resist but that doesn’t mean I have grown something for you. Don’t ask me why I didn’t resist the kiss. Just try to forget that moment, that will be better for you.” She went silent after her firm replying voice turned into a caring one.

“Did you like it?” I asked very anxiously but she didn’t answer. Gathering some courage, I again repeated the question.

“Will you cut the chase and come to the point about what you really need?” my ex-girlfriend asked firmly.

I got troubled with her sudden unexpected question. But I was not in any mood to back off.

“I have been thinking about you lately. I want to be very honest with what I am about to tell you. I really loved the kiss we had. I could still feel the taste of your lips on me. I really don’t know if these are old feelings or something new arousing me. I just want to continue it with you.” I poured my mind out.

“Are you out of your mind? I can’t do this. I opened up about my past and you are giving it back to me this way. I’m a divorcee; I can’t do what you are asking for. It’s immoral. And with my past experience, I don’t want to be in any new relationship or dig into my past. I don’t want to drag you into this either. Just let it be how it is. Keeping distance will be good for us.” she replied.

“It’s not immoral to have some happiness in life. We both liked it. You don’t want any relation kind of thing fine with me. Let it be on your way how you wanted it to be, Roja. Just don’t let it go which gave you a little happiness after so much time. I will be there for you when you need me. You know you can trust me. Just think peacefully, I am sure you will find a way.”

Saying this, I cut the phone because I knew she will convince me not to engage in something like this, especially with her. She didn’t call back but I was sure she would one day. A few days past, I was hardly able to keep my patience but I have to because it was her decision to take without any of my interference. And finally one day my luck clicked.

I got a WhatsApp notification. It was her, she had asked me to meet. I replied to her affirmatively. And as scheduled, we met at the place we decided. Unlike the previous time, my ex-girlfriend was wearing more casually, a simple black color salwar kameez.

She was sitting quietly with a coffee mug, searching for something on her phone. I walked towards her.

“Hey, how long you have been here?” I asked while pointing the waiter to take my order. She looked me for some time raising her eyes up and waited until I sat before her.

“You are an asshole..” She said angrily, I was shocked and looked around if anyone’s attention had drawn to our table.

“What?!” I asked astounded with her referring to me.

“What do you think I’m a slut?” her voice again got loud and angrier.

I sensed where this conversation will head if I don’t act quickly, resisting her words and clearing her doubts.

“Shut up.. stop referring yourself that. I didn’t think about you anything. I expressed myself that day what my heart wants. If you don’t feel the same way it’s fine by me, I will leave. But denying what your heart won’t bring you any happiness.” I replied firmly.

She kept looking at me how confident I was with my words. My order arrived. I took a sip and looked at her; my confident eyes dominated her confused ones.

“I don’t know if I should cross the barrier. You are a guy, it’s easy for you. I’m a girl and a divorcee; do you understand what I’m saying what’s my dilemma is?” She turned her face in sadness and uncertainty biting her nails. I don’t know how I found her cute in that situation.

“Look, you can trust me, I understand your dilemma and aware of your concerns. We can find a way.” I held her hand giving her assurance. She looked me with the same dilemma but this time with a little trust. She didn’t try to take her hand away from my hands which confirmed she had put a step forward.

“What do you suggest?” She asked curiously to know what I really have in my mind. I took a long breath.

“We can keep a low profile. Our friends, relatives don’t need to know about us. You don’t want to be in anything serious, I will always respect that. You will lead what we are going to have between us. The day you decide we should stop it, I will leave without a question.” I put trust in my words.

“Promise me nobody will ever know. No pictures, no messages, no recordings. We will call over selves to meet only.” She stared at me.

“Only to meet?” I tried to be light the conversation.

“I am serious..” She said firmly. I realized all she wanted was an affirmative agreement to her words without any condition.

“Okay, as you say I agree,” I said she wanted to hear. We both finished our coffee and stood to take off. While leaving we both exchanged some smiling, confirming our agreement. I was excited and sure she was. I gave her a hug while leaving and guided my mouth to her ear.

“What did you mean by only to meet? Aren’t we planning to do something else?” I whispered naughtily near her ear.

She pushed me giving a shy smile and walked ahead. I followed her with the same question. She didn’t react went to the Ola cab she booked.

“You didn’t reply to me, Roja..” I tried for the last time to entice something.

“What you want me to reply?” She raised her eyebrow playing innocent.

“Don’t you know?” I asked and she came towards me. She was inches apart from me. We were looking like a couple madly in love. We gazed for some time and out of nowhere she grabbed my manhood.

“Don’t you trust me?” She asked squeezing it. I felt pain and pleasure at the same time. I expressed my pain by squeezing my eyes and opening my mouth without a voice.

“Yeah.. I trust you..” I replied in a broken voice experiencing the pain she was causing me.

“I couldn’t hear you, baby. Can you be a little louder?” She asked sultrily squeezing harder. I was unable to breathe now.

“I trust you..leave it..please” I replied in a breath.

“You don’t have any idea what I’m planning to do, it’s mere a picture only.” Saying it she left my manhood and sat inside the cab. I was relieved. I saw her asking me to come near her. I went. She asked me to bring my ear close to her, I did.

“The bulge I witnessed that day on the beach seemed big compared to what I felt today. I hope it doesn’t disappoint me when the day comes…” She whispered. I turned towards her and gave a slaying smile.

“Trust me.. it won’t..” saying this, I put my lips on her.

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Hello! This is a story of my girlfriend’s very first encounter which happens to be with a tenant girl. I am gone continue this story from my girlfriend’s perspective. Enjoy.

Hello guys, I am Soubhagya. This story dates to time I was in junior college and so was my tenant. She used to stay on the first floor while me along with my family on the second. She wasn’t quite a talker. She rarely picked a conversation with me and ignored most of the people with pretty much a smile.

Let’s get started with the story after I give away mine and my tenant’s rough image to you. Her name was Akshita. Her stats: 36b-30-36; mine: 34b-27-35. Both of us were damn fair. Give us cum tribute guys.

I remember it was a Sunday afternoon of summer 2015. As usual, my parents were out to my uncle’s. I chose to stay home alone for the very reason every teenager does. The idea of being watched by a stranger while masturbating always made me horny.

That’s the reason I even till date open my windows wide while I am naked all alone playing with my body. So, my windows were wide open. Though there weren’t any buildings nearby it was pretty much undeveloped and a little outside of town. Sunrays were falling on me and music was playing a bit loud.

I started undressing. Standing right in front of window stripping for my maybe some unknown audience. First. I pressed my boobs which is pretty soft and jiggly. Then I moved them up close together. Then I left them at once to jiggle down.

If that wasn’t enough to get dicks up, I drew my right breast out just till my nipple from above my neck hole. You see I was providing a free 4k porn but that didn’t mean it had to be short. I didn’t remove my t-shirt soon. Instead, I inserted both hands into it and started pressing my boob.

Oops. Forget to mention I never wear a bra at home just a light t-shirt. Well, I believe that wasn’t enough to get you excited after a few minutes of the tease. I finally removed my t-shirt just to pour oil on my tits. Oily tits in sunlight rubbing against each other slipping here and there won’t you cum for them, dear.

Is your bitch dam hot and dirty? After this hard work who wouldn’t be thirsty enough for loads of cum. But poor me had to work with water you didn’t give me cum. Bad you. Water is better than you people. It was so desperate to kiss my bare oily tits. The very nips followed by my navels till my lower set of lips.

It kissed me so much that I could not resist. I pulled my pants down and saw my wet panties rubbed them a little. Little more and more I rubbed them. My panties were being flooded finally I played porn on my laptop. I remember it was a mathematics lady teacher being banged by a student from her class.

All I wanted was Zai to be my student fucking me all the way deep till my spot. I don’t know when my fingers slipped into my panty and I started fingering myself. When it became two from one. I pulled my fingers out and sucked them. I took my panty off and licked my water.

I threw it towards the window for my audience. I then spread my legs as much as I could and started fingering vigorously. So, I was all naked. Three fingers moving inside of me and the other hand pressing my oily tits. That was when someone opened my room door.

The first thing she noticed was me. The second was my loud moans and third was porn video which had lesbian playing right then. I saw Akshita standing on my door. Staring at my body without a blink. She went from my face to my tits probably noticed the oil on them.

My dark hard nipples, then she went to my tummy. To my navel followed till my clean shaved pussy. Full of my waters yet tasty cunt. I believe she stared them longer than any other. Finally, she went to my well-toned thighs. All this while I was enjoying being stared by a girl who happened to be my tenant.

She smiled at me and left without a word. I couldn’t stop thinking about Akshita and her stares at my body. The very lustful smile she gave. Did she like me that way? Does she wish to fuck me? I could imagine her touching my body. The places which remain untouched by any. Except me.

I could imagine her sweet tender lips wrapped around mine. Her tits with sweet brown nipples which beg me to bite. Her flappy ass shaking to be spanked. Her little hairy pussy having pink lips with its sweet cum. All these thoughts made me horny and I started to cum again. This time louder and heavier.

I came twice thinking about her. Yet I was horny and I really could not stop myself. I needed her in real and I need her bad. So, I decided to ring her bell. I went downstairs in very short shorts which ended just on my ass line and a loose t-shirt. Of course, no bra.

But this time I have omitted my panty too. Just in case I am horny I want her to know that. I want her to notice that I was getting wet for her. Her mom opened the door. After a short greeting, I headed towards Akshita’s room and with the corner of my eye, I did notice her brother staring at my bare legs.

He did manage to get hands on me, but that’s a story for another day. I could see her smiling as she saw me coming. I gave her a very tight hug. I don’t know how it came to me but I whispered to her, “How does it feel?” In reply, I got groped by her.

She put her thumb into my mouth, groped my ass again and asked me to be in my room. She will be there in 10 minutes.

Thank you, guys, for sticking with me till here. If you like the story go ahead and give it a thumbs up. Let me know in the mail or hangout account given below what you liked about it. In case you don’t like it go ahead and give it a dislike also let me know what went wrong where shall I improve.

Based on your responses I will be publishing its second part. Till then if any girl or lady wants to sext with me feel free to catch me on hangout. Signing off, Zai.

It has been six days since the lockdown. This means it has been six days since I slept with any of my lovers. I miss their penises and crave for them. I desperately want to touch them, taste them and want to feel them inside me. Sadly, I can’t do any of that.

I am stuck in my apartment because of this stupid cho-virus outbreak. “Why god why! why would you do this to me?”  I ask him every morning I sit to pray. You guys have no idea how tough it has been for me to get some pleasure these days.

My name is Lubna and I am a housewife. I am married to a rich man named Prashant Lamba. We live in a posh apartment on the tenth floor. Just the two of us because all the servants were sent home due to fear of us getting infected from them. Now I don’t know whom to ask to have sex with me.

All the men of the building are scared to leave their apartments or even to let others inside their apartment. They have stacked food that would last them for three months. So they won’t have to leave their safe space. These rich people I tell you, the more money they have the more they are scared of getting sick.

There is one guy who is brave enough to visit me. Dr. Mishra from the fourth floor. From time to time he used to drop by my apartment with an excuse for a routine health checkup. But now he is busy at the hospital 24×7. This leaves me alone, to pleasure myself.

I never thought my situation would come down to this, not with the kind of money my husband has. It is night time and I am laying in one of the two single beds of our bedroom.

I am wearing a plain pink transparent nighty. I never wear any underwear to bed. Just a thin transparent fabric that is just long enough to cover my butt leaving my thighs exposed.

I won’t tell you how old I am. but I have a figure of 38-24-36 with double D breasts. Not to brag but I can bet a crore rupees that you won’t be able to correctly guess my age if you see me.

I keep my pussy clean. So if any you guys like a girl who has a bush between her legs then fuck off! I don’t care what you like.

So, there I am alone in the bed fingering myself. I am doing a bad job. I feel no pleasure at all. Since the time I learned the pleasures of sex, I never felt the need to masturbate. There was always someone kind enough to make love to me.

Still, I try my best, starting with one, then with two fingers, three, four. I did exactly as they instructed on a website. It isn’t working.

“A man’s penis is irreplaceable,” I say to myself. “If only I had an option.”

Well, to be honest, I do have an option. My husband is there with me in the bedroom. He is fast asleep on the other single bed in the room. I even consider waking him up for a favor. But I know he wouldn’t agree to it. Our marriage hasn’t been any good to ask for sexual favors.

Still, I hope the beast inside him might want to fuck me. So I sleep naked on the bed. The next morning I see him wake up. He simply walks past me, ignoring my hot naked body.

Prashant and I, we have an open marriage. Meaning, in the public image we are husband-wife. But secretly we are free to have an affair or casual sex with whomsoever we want.

For the last few years that we have had this arrangement, there have been countless times when Prashant walked in on me having sex with one of my ex-boyfriends. He used to simply close the door and walk away.

You know, one time a friend had come for an overnight stay. My husband was kind enough to leave the bedroom for us to make love. After having sex when I walked to the kitchen, I saw my husband watching TV in the dark. I felt sad for him.

Suddenly my friend showed up and started rubbing his erect penis on my bum. He started pulling my hand to take me to the bedroom. But I insisted him to fuck me then and there. I started moaning very loud to catch my husband’s attention. I was hoping he would join us for a threesome. But he didn’t.

Prashant is committed to his one and only long term relationship. Prashant has a girlfriend who lives in China. She has been with him for six years. Same as long as we have been married. She is a nice girl but with a name difficult to pronounce. The meaning of her name is an ‘angel’ so he just calls her Pari.

A young fair girl half of Prashant’s age. I know her very well, she quite often visits us and stays over here. The last time she visited was six months ago. She is not the kind of woman one can easily forget. Prashant knows Chinese very well.

But I was not very eager to learn a whole new language to bond with my… I don’t know what I should call her, “My husband’s bitch?” Harsh words, I know.

As much as it is difficult to talk to her, she compensates for it by expressing her thoughts through touch.

I clearly remember her last visit. Something that changed a part of me forever. One morning I saw them having sex in the bedroom. Without reacting I quietly walked past them and into the bathroom for a bath. While I was in the shower suddenly the door opened.

Pari, who has a young petite body, joined me in the shower and started kissing me. I tried to make her stop, saying, “I don’t want this… I don’t want this…” But it was pointless. She wasn’t going to understand. Pari continued to kiss me all over my body.

Then sticking her tongue between my legs she started pleasuring my pussy. It felt amazing! The things Pari was able to do with her tongue, the pleasures she gave me, many men failed to do that even with their astonishing sized penises. She even bathed me later, cleaning every inch of my body with soap and water.

I wasn’t into lesbian sex before. But now I am open to it, so long as I meet a professional like Pari. By professional I mean, Pari is a prostitute. That’s actually how Prashant and Pari met six years ago.

One month before our marriage, Prashant had gone for a business trip to China. There his Chinese colleagues took him to a brothel for his bachelor party. It is a different kind of brothel where a man gets to spend one night with a woman he picks. There he can eat, sleep, bathe or have sex with that woman.

Prashant did all of that. But the thing that made Pari fall in love with him was Prashant’s fluent Chinese. Since Prashant and I were already engaged he felt obligated to marry me. During our first night in bed together I was really happy to see his seven-inch fat penis.

The only penis that I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with. We did have sex that night and it was really good. But that was the only time we did it. After marriage, Prashant was almost always busy with work. Almost every alternate month he used to take business trips to China.

There he used to stay for 15-20 days at a time. Back then I did not know about his secret affair. This went on unnoticed for the next two years. Prashant continuously cheated on me with his girlfriend. Living with her, sleeping with her, having sex with her and whatnot.

Prashant’s credit card bill was always very high every time he went to China. When asked he used to say, “China is very expensive.” All this time I was being a loyal housewife…

That’s not true.

I couldn’t keep this act of ‘one-man woman’ longer than two weeks after marriage. The day when Prashant went for his ‘business trip’ I started seducing the handsome men of the building who would fall for me. I preferred young fit actors over rich businessmen.

But I was always careful, unlike my stupid husband Prashant. I mean, even an idiot would have figured out what Prashant was up to by looking at his Facebook pics. Hundreds of photos with the same woman again and again. He did make her wear a suit to make her appear to be a colleague.

But that won’t work if she is wearing a visible bikini underneath. Prashant was caught by his father, within two years into this affair. When confronted he boldly agreed to his affair and asked me for a divorce to marry the woman he truly loves. Prashant was being a stupid romantic.

Fortunately, his elder sister put some sense into him. First of all, he will have to pay me big alimony. Second, his father won’t agree to let him marry a foreigner, that too, a prostitute. Finally, he will be thrown out of the family business and wealth.

So Prashant will have to struggle hard to keep him and his relationship afloat. That’s why my sister-in-law suggested to him the concept of ‘open marriage’. I too agreed. Thus began the happiest time of our life.

Prashant was happy with his young committed secret girlfriend and I was happy with my long string of lovers. Both of us were happy. We never had sex with each other, even in the bedroom when we slept together. Prashant had made an arrangement where during the day our bed would be one single double bed.

But during the night he would move his bed to make two single beds. I was okay with that. Both of us were happy until a month ago.

The coronavirus started chaos that disturbed our life drastically. Prashant’s girlfriend Pari was one of the many in China to get infected. Prashant was shattered hearing this news. He was going crazy and came up with this stupid idea of bringing Pari to India. It was hard for me to convince him otherwise.

Fortunately, his elder sister came as our savior again. She managed to put some sense into him. “That China chick of yours is young. (she didn’t approve of this relationship) She will live. But if you get infected, you might not survive. So for once think with your brain and not your penis before you go running to that whore.”

Since then Prashant was in depression. Every now and then he used to go crazy and say, “I don’t mind dying if it is the only way to be with my Pari.” I have to then calm him down. At times I felt guilty to invite my lovers over to our apartment for sex.

So instead we used to do a quicky in the elevator, or staircase, or the basement parking lot. Now, that option too is gone. With this virus spreading in Mumbai, there is nowhere to go. I am alone in this one big apartment with my sexless husband.

He simply walks around the house like a dead man walking, continuously staring at Pari photos on his mobile phone. I tried seducing him countless times but it didn’t work. Since day three of lockdown, I stopped wearing clothes completely.

I used to roam around naked while cleaning the house, cooking, having breakfast-lunch-dinner. Still, Prashant used to just ignore me. I didn’t know what to do.

Back to the present.

It’s morning time and after the shower, I walk to the closet to put on something sexy. While scanning through the dresses I find a brown packet. It’s a Pari’s dress that I was supposed to mail to China. But I forgot.

It is a schoolgirl uniform consisting of a white shirt with a Chinese logo and a green checkered mini skirt. This was one of the outfits Pari used to wear for her customers. The size is too small for me. The skirt I wore covers nothing of my bottom and the shirt is too tight around my bust.

There is no way I can close the top two buttons which results in me showing off massive cleavage. Even my brown nipples are partly visible. Wearing it I walk out to the hall where Prashant is sitting. Without a word, I walk past him to the kitchen.

He catches a quick glimpse and then suddenly says, “Pari…” followed by some words in Chinese. He seems really excited at first. But then he gets a good look at me and disappointed he looks away. I continue to cook and then we sit to have our lunch.

While we eat he tries hard not to make eye contact with me. I guess my plan has failed. So I decide to change out of these tiny clothes as they are suffocating me. After lunch, I go to clean the dishes while Prashant resumes watching the news. Done with the work I walk past him.

Suddenly he speaks, “You know this is what she wore during our first time.”

I look at him and Prashant’s eyes are red due to excessive crying. For the first time, he is talking. So I go and sit next to him. Sitting on the sofa is uncomfortable as I am forced to spread my legs. It puts my bare pussy on a display. Prashant continues to speak.

Prashant: I requested her to wear that one out of the many clothes from her wardrobe. She showed me a sari and said, “I can wear this if you want.” But I preferred her as a Chinese schoolgirl.

Me: Interesting. You never told me about your first time with her no matter how many times I asked. Why now?

Prashant: That’s because it was very personal to me. Even when my colleagues asked me about the night, I lied saying that we had hardcore sex jumping up and down on the bed. But the truth is that we didn’t have sex at all.

Me: What?

Prashant: Yes. When I told her I prefer her to wear a school girl’s outfit. She mumbled “Typical old pervert.” thinking I won’t understand. So she was shocked when I replied to her in Chinese. She was shocked and surprised to see an Indian speak such fluent Chinese.

Me: What happened after that?

Prashant: Then we started talking about everything; family, job, future. The whole night we talked. In that instant, I felt like I met my soulmate. Although I shared everything about me, Pari didn’t share anything about her personal life.

Prashant: She said she’s not allowed to. So to talk to her even more, I went back the next day. We talked and talked, still she kept on lying. It wasn’t until the seventh night in a row that she told me the truth. That’s when we did it.

Me: You mean had sex?

Prashant: Yes. But more importantly, we made love. She insisted on continuing her profession of prostitution. I agreed to that since it’s her life and her decision. And our love was not sexual. I didn’t care who she slept with so long as she had time for me. That’s where I went wrong.

Me: Why would you say that?

Prashant: She didn’t need to have sex for money. I was taking care of her financial needs. Yet I let her continue. And now she is infected because of me. I could have brought her to India a long time back but I didn’t.

Saying this Prashant starts crying. I go and sit next to him patting his back, “It’s not your fault. Nobody could have prevented this virus attack.” Consoling him I make him look at me. Still, he is unable to make eye contact while I am in that dress. But I force him to look.

“Please let me be your Pari for one day,” I say pulling his face close for a kiss. But he moves and my lips land on his cheek.

“I’m sorry. I can’t,” he says looking away.

“Yes, you can,” I respond, guiding his hand to place on my breasts. Then all of a sudden he presses it hard.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…” he says pulling his hand.

“No, I want more.” I have been missing a man’s touch.

“Please have sex with me. I’m your only wife. I am begging for it.”

I plead gently rubbing his crotch. I don’t dare to unzip his pants until he agrees to it. Meanwhile, he is resisting. Then he suddenly gives up saying, “Okay. I’ll do it. But I want to have sex with you.”

Prashant makes me take off the outfit and throw it away where he can’t see. At this moment I am standing naked in front of him. He too undresses while sitting on the sofa. I am seeing his dick after so many years it’s as if I am seeing it for the first time. Surprisingly his dick is hard and it is hard for me!

I almost cry seeing that 8-inch rod standing in attention. My heart is beating very fast and I am getting aroused as my pussy starts getting moist. I stand as if frozen admiring the beauty of his penis. I am confused as to how to approach him.

I take the first step and go on my knees grabbing his shaft. Slowly stroking it I pull my mouth close to it. But then he stops me. Lifting my chin he says, “You can’t be like Pari, so don’t even try.” He makes me sit on him slowly inserting his dick inside my pussy.

Then he gently kisses on my cheek saying, “Just be you.” Then holding me by my hip he starts moving me up and down. The pleasure I feel is immeasurable. That’s because the pleasure I feel in the moment isn’t just sexual, there is actual love between us.

My husband is having sex with me and not with some substitute pussy. Everything feels like it is slowing down. I can feel his every thrust hitting deep inside me. I am tempted to moan uncontrollably but I don’t want to spoil the mood. So instead I pull his face and go for a lip-lock. He doesn’t resist.

We keep on kissing with a full exchange of saliva and tongue action. At this moment I don’t care about the oral hygiene of the person I am kissing as I used to. What we do is a slow, steamy, sensual sex as we reach the point of orgasm together exploding on the couch.

Once the lust for sex had disappeared the feeling that is left between us is pure love. I can sense it in him and me. We continue to cuddle while still naked on the couch. All these years of open marriage when I was having casual sex with multiple lovers, deep down I was trying to be like my husband’s prostitute girlfriend.

I lied when I said I didn’t know about my husband’s affair. All these years I was competing with her. I thought that becoming a slut like Pari would make Prashant feel attracted to me. Sadly it took me six years to realize how wrong I was.

All I had to do is be myself just once and that instant I found my soulmate in my own husband. As we lay naked on the couch in each other’s arms we feel as if we are a couple of teenagers who just lost their virginity to each other. For the rest of the day, we run naked around the house having sex at many places in creative positions.

The days that follow are pure bliss and suddenly the forceful lockdown doesn’t feel like a prison anymore.

I wrote that story because I want to give a message to all. I guess this is what life does to us. It puts us through difficult situations to teach us the most important lessons. This virus, as bad as the situation is, please try to make the best out of it.

This is the time to bond with our family, our loved ones, the ones that really care about us. For me, that is my dear husband. After six years of a bad marriage, I found my true love in the form of my own husband.

Tell me whom did you find? [email protected].

Day 1 of the lockdown happened without warning. She rang the doorbell 5 times to wake me up.

As I groggily opened the door in my track pants and t-shirt, she was standing in her usual immaculate style. Almost perfect figure, neatly dressed in a white churidar and yellow kurta.

Her big black eyes were rimmed with kajal, thick silky hair in a loose braid till mid-back, perfect lips with only lipgloss, simple rings in her ears and a smooth complexion that closely matched the golden color.

She was quite tall, almost 5 feet 7 but maintained herself like a college girl, probably because she was a vegetarian I thought, remembering her name: Deeksha.

“Mom left parathas for you guys,” she said, handing me a Milton box.

“Oh and Karthik, If you missed the morning news, today is Mumbai lockdown,” she added.

It took me a while to register the details. Our city was under curfew because of some epidemic. My flatmate was out in Bangalore with his family, so I just ate like a hog and finished all 6 parathas in the next hour.

When I checked my email, I was not required at my bank till further notice. Nice, I thought, a much needed break after 2 years of working alone, even short holidays never felt like vacation, always packing and planning to travel back and forth.

After MBA this is my first job, and it hardly matters that I’m out of state or spending 70% salary on rent for this two-bedroom flat in Andheri, I’m just lucky to have this job.

Since childhood, I had invested my time and energy in playing cricket, ending up with a great physique, 5 feet 11 with a V shape body, yet nothing to show in academics. I decided not to shave, after all, the stubble looked good on my cheeks.

After I had showered, I changed to shorts and a half sleeves shirt, then went back to return the box.

She looked worried. “Is everything fine?”, I asked curiously.

“Ya all good,”, parents are stuck in Shirdi, they can’t travel back to Mumbai so they’re going to my mama’s place in Nasik.”

“Ok, ya, they can come back tomorrow, there’s a direct flight from Nasik, even Mohan is stuck in Bangalore,” I said referring to my flatmate.

I had known Deeksha for 2 years, more like, had a crush on her. But any interest would have never worked out. She is maybe 5 years younger, just graduated from B Com, is North Indian, I am from the south, and most importantly she wanted to go abroad for studies. Still no chance I thought to myself, and turned back when she offered me tea.

“What will you eat at night?” she asked while making tea.

“Haven’t thought yet. Maybe Maggie”, I said.

She told me to come and get chapati with Aloo curry. I thanked her and left.

I totally forgot about the dinner offer, got drunk and slept after failing to find Maggi.

Day 2 – the curfew was extended for 14 days, this time I got the news myself from TV.

Groggily I knocked on the opposite flat door to see if I can get any Maggi or anything basically. She was in shorts and a sleeveless tank top, giving me an electric shock. I was trying to think clearly. Is it the same person! The babe in front had smoothly waxed legs and arms. She said to come inside and close the door.

Then she told me to go down to the kirana shop across the road from our building and bring some stuff that she ordered already.

“If you want to get food, you have to come on time and if you get drunk, then stay at home,” she ordered in her usual commanding manner. She was looking so nice for the first time, with her hair open, hanging till her waist.

I could see the outline of her firm breasts which didn’t need any cups to hold them in place.

As she turned around to give me leftovers, she took her hair with the left hand and moved it to front, exposing her sexy neck. Wow! I thought to myself and noticed the lack of any bra straps, confirming my theory that she didn’t need any bra to hold up her tits.

I got a strong erection and excused myself quickly.

Slowly, we got more friendly the next day. She came to my flat and made me clean up everything. I got more and more erections looking at her exposed legs in shorts and skirts. Whenever I got a chance, I would rub against her.

Once I put the remote on her thigh and she didn’t say anything. I got bolder and put my head against her shoulder and slept in the sofa. I could feel her silky hair and soft boob. I could smell her intoxicating body smell and somehow controlled myself.

Day 3

All India lockdown happened as we were having breakfast. Her parents called to let her know they were safe in the bungalow in Nasik. My parents asked me to stay safe and eat at home, as if there were choices.

Only 20 more days, I thought suddenly realizing that my friendship with Deeksha would end soon.

I rubbed my wet hair from the shower I had earlier. My front hair had grown past eyebrows and started messing with my eyelashes.

“Deeksha, can you cut my front hair?” I asked.

Surprisingly she got excited,”Come here, let me do your full haircut.” She said, “I took beautician classes before getting bored and dropping out.”

She rejected my bathroom scissor and brought her haircut set from her flat.

I sat facing the tv and she started cutting. She pulled my hair section by section and trimmed it with scissors. Her long fingers and soft hands felt wonderful around my face. I could feel her boobs touching my shoulder as she bent over me, giving me a solid erection.

Again, as she moved to the sideburns, her t-shirt was hanging yo once side giving me a clear view of entire cleavage at first and then a glimpse of her reddish-brown nipples inside the loose grey t-shirt.

My haircut was done but she was not done yet. She made me bend forward in the bathroom sink and shampooed my head. As I was washing the last bit of soap from my face, I bumped against her to feel her amazing soft body but she didn’t object about anything even though she must’ve felt my dick through my shorts.

After putting gel and spiking it, I felt she did a great job.

“This is so cool, thanks, if you need a haircut or trim I’m glad to do it for you I said.”

At first, she refused, saying she could wait, then after a few minutes, she said, ok can you cut my hair.

She went and stood in front of the bathroom sink. When I asked her how many inches I should take off from the bottom, she said it’s not a trim. It’s a full haircut.

“I always wanted a curly short haircut,” she told me, “don’t worry, I’ll guide you.”

On her instructions I combed her hair into sections, rubbing her back as I did. I even managed to press both her boobs with some excuse.

As I cut her hair, I noticed she was getting turned on with the sound of scissors through her hair. I deliberately slowed down the cutting. Now she started taking short breaths, meaning she was getting hot.

I got the trimmer and used it on her sides and neck. She was shivering with pleasure, feeling the vibrations of cold steel on her sensitive areas.

Without asking, I lifted her arm and trimmed the peach fuzz, then put powder with a brush. When I did the other underarm, I took my time to adjust her t-shirt, feeling her stomach. Deeksha was in another world. Her haircut was over and she put rollers with perming liquid.

After washing and drying, she looked stunning. I complimented her sitting close in the sofa, “you look so cute I could kiss you,” no response.

After an awkward pause, I understood she was waiting for the kiss. Slowly, I moved close and kissed her cheek, pulling her close by holding her soft shoulder. She turned in my arms and put her head on my chest. I bent and kissed her again, behind the ear, this time running my fingers through her short curls.

I put my finger under her chin and gently lifted her head. Deeksha’s lips were so juicy and tempting I had to take the chance and kiss her on the lips. She responded well with her tongue. Then I slowly put my hand in her skirt and lowered her panty. Her pussy was clean-shaved and dripping wet.

Without breaking our liplock, I made her lie on the sofa with her left leg hanging down and right spread across, lifted at 45 degrees.

As I entered her tight cunt, she gasped with pleasure. I held her body tightly and kept stroking for about 4 minutes before shooting my load inside her. She came almost instantaneously when my hot seamen hit her vagina.

We took a break and fucked again, this time in my bed with her on top. She rode well and satisfied herself for a good 10 minutes.

That night she tried giving me a blowjob for the first time. It felt heavenly to watch her pretty lips take my cock. Her tongue was licking the entire length of my pole and then circling my balls.

Just looking at her transformation, and sexy face with dimples, turns me on instantly, making me fuck her on the spot.

It was Day 15 and she thinks she skipped her period. We fucked so many times without any protection that it was guaranteed she will be pregnant by the time this curfew lifts, which leaves us another 10 days to make love like crazy.

Now she stays in my place all the time and hasn’t opened her flat for the last one week.

Again, I look at her dreamy eyes, she is rubbing her shaved pussy, her boobs clearly on display, and waiting for me to put my cock deep inside her pussy lips.