Author: admin

Hello, My Dear Readers. I hope you are all doing well. Thank you for all the positive comments on the first two parts of the story. But more importantly, very sorry to have kept you waiting. I apologize for the delay.

As I had earlier informed, the base plot is fully ready. The next parts will be submitted immediately. I am getting back to writing after a break of more than 45 days. So, please forgive me if you find any inconsistencies.

This is a much more detailed and longer part, and I hope you like it.

For those who are new here, this is a series of text messages between Ayan and his mother, Mona. As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier parts may make this more exciting. Happy Reading!

Mona has received the picture her son, Ayan, sent her. And she has just opened it.

Mona: Oh my… Oh my… How is this possible?

Ayan: What is it now, Mom?

Mona: It’s that…

Ayan: Mom, before you say anything, let me just tell this to you. I know we have been texting non-stop for more than two hours now. I feel I have just crossed the line. I should not have. And I am so sorry about it, Mom.

Mona: Ayan, listen…

Ayan: Let me just complete, Mom. I know I should not have sent you that picture. It just happened. And I know you are equally bothered about it. And I know you are trying to talk about it. I know that you were sure I will never send a picture like this. I am sorry.

Mona: No Ayan… You got me all wrong. That is not at all what I was thinking.

Ayan: Then? What is it then?

Mona: No… I mean… Err… It’s actually nothing…

Ayan: Tell me, Mom… Please… Don’t make me feel worse about this.

Mona: Ayan. No. It’s not something you have to feel bad about. It’s that… I mean… It’s the size of your penis. It is very long.

Ayan: See, Mom! I told you. I told you already, didn’t I? You should have just believed me. Look at where you have got us, now. Everything feels so strange.

Mona: And so thick.

Ayan: What? Mom?

Mona: You are so big!

Ayan: Mom! What is… Are you even reading any of my texts?

Mona: Oh Ayan. You are big. Just like you told me. You are so big, my dear son.

Ayan: I know I am big, Mom. I told you I am big. But, this is still so weird. All the earlier texts felt funny to an extent, but this no more is.

Mona: Yes, Ayan. I know how you might be feeling. I feel unusual, too. I did not think you would ever send me a picture like that. But, I did not think a penis as long as 9 inches was also possible. That is why I did not believe you.

Ayan: Do you believe me now?

Mona: Yes Ayan. Yes. I just want to… I am sorry I did not believe you earlier. And I got us into this mess.

Ayan: Phew… Great… Mom, I am glad you believe me. I never lie. Maybe I hide a few things when I feel they don’t matter. But I never lie. Especially when I am being asked something. And, so, I never liked being called a liar. Maybe I overreacted. It just happened in the heat of the moment. Let’s just forget this, Mom. I hope you are not angry with me.

Mona: Come on, Ayan. Not at all. I was never angry at you. I am just sorry about this whole thing. I could have avoided this. Sorry, okay!

Ayan: Please, Mom. No! Please don’t say sorry. It is not your fault. I am to be blamed. I should have been more careful. I should have been able to tell you what it was. I should not have acted so shy and confused you. That is what worsened the situation. I will be more open and straight forward with you, from here on.

Mona: Yes, Ayan. You don’t have to feel reluctant about discussing things with me. You know you can trust me. I will always be there for you.

Ayan: Yes, Mom. And, now, since we are all cool, please delete that picture, Mom. It is not right, and not at all okay.

Mona: What is not okay, Ayan?

Ayan: A picture of a man’s penis in your phone. Please delete it from the gallery. Also, from our chat.

Mona: Hahaha… Oh, Ayan… A random man’s penis on my phone is a problem. But, this is my son’s. That is not a problem.

Ayan: Please, Mom. Dad will see. He uses your phone so often.

Mona: So what?

Ayan: We are simply asking for trouble, Mom. I don’t want him to think anything wrong about me.

Mona: Excuse me! Think what wrong about you?

Ayan: Mom, I don’t want him to think that I am sending you such pictures.

Mona: If your Dad sees a picture of your penis on my phone, and realizes I did not tell him about it, he is going to think wrong about, both, you and me. And not just you, Ayan. He is definitely going to think we have been exchanging such pictures.

Ayan: Mom, exactly! That is what. So, please delete the picture. Delete the picture I sent you earlier, in my boxers, too. I do not want him to think anything wrong about us.

Mona: Hahaha… Oh, Ayan. You are so cute.

Ayan: Not this, Mom. Not now.

Mona: Okay, tell me something. Did you think anything wrong when you send me those pictures? Did you have any evil intentions?

Ayan: Oh, come on, Mom. No! Nothing at all.

Mona: Then, why are you so worried? What is there for you to worry about?

Ayan: But, still. Please delete it. Don’t complicate this more, Mom. Please!

Mona: I won’t. I am sorry, Ayan. But, I am not going to delete it. Let it stay on my phone. I want to look at it, whenever I feel like.

Ayan: What the hell, Mom! Why?

Mona: What why?

Ayan: Why do you want to look at my penis?

Mona: I am looking at my son’s penis. I don’t need anybody’s permission to do that. And maybe, I have always been seeing my son’s naked penis.

Ayan: I am your son. And you have never seen my naked penis, before.

Mona: Oh, yeah? Then be happy I am looking at it, now.

Ayan: Mom!

Mona: What? You don’t want me to look at your penis?

Ayan: What is this, Mom?

Mona: You don’t like me admiring your ‘big’ penis, Ayan?

Ayan: Stop it, Mom. I thought we already talked about it. And I am really sorry. Please don’t bring this up again, Mom. Please stop making fun of me. It was a genuine mistake.

Mona: Hahaha… My poor dear little son. Got you, again!

Ayan: Enough of this, please, just delete it, Mom.

Mona: I won’t.

Ayan: Please!

Mona: Okay, fine. I will.

Ayan: Thank you so much, Mom. Let’s never talk about it.

Mona: I will delete it. But…

Ayan: But what?

Mona: But you will have to send me one whenever I ask.

Ayan: What? I did not quite get that? Send you what whenever you ask?

Mona: I want you to send me a picture of your penis, whenever I ask.

Ayan: What? Why on earth!

Mona: Because…

Ayan: Because of what?

Mona: Because I like it.

Ayan: You like what?

Mona: I like looking at your penis.

Ayan: Why, Mom? Where is this heading to!

Mona: Hahaha…

Ayan: Why are you laughing now?

Mona: I like looking at your penis because I think it looks good.

Ayan: Stop teasing me, Mom. You are taking this too far.

Mona: You are telling me that I am teasing you? You are the one who has been teasing me all along. You are the tease here!

Ayan: What makes you say that? What did I do that makes me a tease? I have only been doing what you have been asking me to do.

Mona: You send a picture of your big penis to a mature lonely woman. That is teasing!

Ayan: I send it to my mother, not some mature lonely woman. And, also, only because she insisted I send it to her.

Mona: Hahaha. Just shut up, will you! I never insisted.

Ayan: You did, Mom. I would never have otherwise.

Mona: Hahaha. Oh, I love you so much, Ayan.

Ayan: Mom, you leave me so confused. I really don’t know what you want from me.

Mona: Hahaha. It is nothing, Ayan. I was just trying to talk to you for as long as possible. I really like your company.

Ayan: I am so happy to hear that, Mom. And, I know you are just trying to rag me. But, there is one thing I want to tell you. Neither do you have to ever feel you are alone and lonely. And nor are you old and mature.

Mona: Hahaha… Yes, I am, Ayan. You don’t have to be so kind.

Ayan: I am not just trying to cheer you up, Mom. I am telling you the truth. You are only 38, and you are still very young. You are the most beautiful woman I know.

Mona: Ohh, Ayan, I am so happy you think so. Thank you, my son. Maybe, I still do look young and beautiful. But, I am very lonely, here. It’s been like that for a very long time.

Ayan: Dad is always home, Mom. I mean, most of the time. Ever since he has joined the consultancy firm, he has been working at home and spending a lot of time there.

Mona: Yes. He is home…

Ayan: Then what? Why do you still feel so lonely?

Mona: It’s that. Now how should I tell you? He does not like me much these days.

Ayan: Oh, come on, Mom. You always do this. I have been hearing you say this for years now. And I know you say that just to irritate him.

Mona: You don’t understand, Ayan. It is all different now. There are so many things I am deprived of. You will never realize. Definitely not now.

Ayan: I don’t get it, Mom. Dad does everything for you, and me, and the family. I don’t know why you feel you are missing out on things.

Mona: It’s that. I don’t know how I should tell you. We have not done anything for so long. And, I know why, too. It’s something like that.

Ayan: I don’t get it, Mom. Done what? Maybe he has been busy, and that is why he has not been able to take you out. Dad loves you.

Mona: No, Ayan. He does not love me. I know you and him have always been close, and you two always keep in touch. And you look up to him. And, I never wanted to tell you this. But I am very sure he is having an affair. I just don’t know with whom. But, this is the truth about our marriage.

Ayan: Mom!

Mona: Yea. Just leave it. Let’s not talk about it. It is just that he is not interested in me, anymore. Because he has somebody else. And, I am just not able to accept the fact that he does not find me good enough, now.

Ayan: I don’t know what to tell you, Mom. I don’t think Dad will do something as disgraceful as cheating on you. But, I am also sure you wouldn’t say this to me if you were unsure.

Mona: It’s okay, Ayan. Well, if I never had that feeling, then I would have gone to Delhi with your Dad. And we would have never got to know each other. So, it is fine. I am happy I have you now.

Ayan: Hhmm, yeah. Yes, mom. I am happy, too. But, I just feel a little broken hearing all this.

Mona: I am sorry I had to tell you this. And, that too when you were least ready for it.

Ayan: I never thought about this. I always felt you were a happy couple. You guys always talked to each other, when I was around.

Mona: It is not like we never talk, Ayan. This has been going on for more than a year. We have just learned to live with it. Or, rather, I should say I have learned to not question him.

Ayan: But, why can’t you ask him?

Mona: Because I don’t have any proof. I don’t know anything about the woman he is seeing.

Ayan: Then how can you suspect him? That is not fair, Mom. You cannot do that to dad.

Mona: Listen, Ayan. You are too young to understand. Things like these. A woman of my age can easily confirm.

Ayan: How?

Mona: We get that feeling.

Ayan: How? What makes you get the feeling? When did you start getting that feeling? You are just confused, Mom. He has been traveling his whole life, and you were used to it. Now, he is at home, and there will be things he has to get done as a part of his new job. You cannot doubt him like this.

Mona: Ayan. Maybe, I should tell you this. It’s been ages since we have had sex.

Ayan: Mom!

Mona: And, your Dad is not interested to be on the bed with me, only because he is getting what he wants from somewhere else.

Ayan: That is ridiculous. How can you say something like that? Just because you crave for sex, and you are not getting it from Dad, does not mean he is cheating. I cannot believe you think so silly.

Mona: So, that is what you feel after hearing everything I had to tell you? The only impression you are getting is that your mother is a sex addict, who has not been satisfied for long. And desperately wants to spread his legs, for any random man? That is what you think of me, Ayan?

Ayan: Mom. Stop it. That is never what I said.

Mona: Then what is it that you said? Did you just try to tell me I am a married elder woman, who is walking around exposing a lot of her fleshy body, hoping some young stud would offer her a good time? Is that what you tried saying? A MILF? That is what they call a woman like that, right? Did you just call me a horny MILF?

Ayan: I don’t think I want to continue this conversation. Take care, Mom.

Mona: Ayan…

Ayan: We will talk some other time, Mom. I just don’t want to talk to you, right now.

Mona: Why is that nobody understands me?

Ayan: Just go sleep now, Mom. We will talk later.

Mona: Why is that everybody feels I am wrong? First my husband. Now my son. Nobody even wants to talk to me.

Ayan: I did not say that, Mom. I am just tired. That is all.

Mona: Have you ever had sex, Ayan?

Ayan: What is this, Mom? Please stop it. We should not be talking about this.

Mona: Why can’t we? What is wrong about sex?

Ayan: I just don’t want to…

Mona: Sex is important, Ayan. It is something very special. Your Dad and I… We used to have so much fun, together. There was a time he was even ready to skip an International Flight, just to have an extra few minutes with me. But… Now… Look at how things are… Look at me… I leave the door to my room unlocked every night… Hoping your Dad would come in… Give me a tight hug… I do not care if it is even after he has been inside another woman. I just wish… He at least held my hands…

Ayan: Mom…

Mona: You have no idea how hurt I am, Ayan. You will never understand. I am heartbroken. I have been crying for so long. I am just not able to accept your Dad does not find me attractive anymore. I lived my whole life thinking I was the best any man could get.

Ayan: Mom. Please, don’t be upset about this, now. I am so sorry if I said something that hurt you. I did not know. I never realized you were so hurt. Please don’t think you are alone. You have me. I will always be there for you.

Mona: It is okay, Ayan. It’s been a long time I have had all this in my mind. It just came out, today. I am okay here. I will be fine.

Ayan: I want you to be more than just fine, Mom. I want you to know you still have a great life ahead. I want you to know everything will be fantastic. I want you to know that you have your son with you, forever. I will be there for you, Mom.

Mona: You will? You really will be there for me?

Ayan: Yes, Mom… I just want you to be happy always.

Mona: You will be there for me all the time, Ayan?

Ayan: Yes.

Mona: Any time?

Ayan: Yes, my dear Mom.

Mona: Even in the middle of the night?

Ayan: Yes, Mom!

Anything to keep you happy.

Mona: Anything to keep me happy? You will do whatever I want?

Ayan: Of course, yes!

Mona: You will do whatever I want, any time of the day?

Ayan: Yes!

Mona: What about the afternoon? When you are in a class?

Ayan: I can reply to your texts.

Mona: And, what about early in the morning? What if you are sleeping?

Ayan: You just need to call me. That will wake me up.

Mona: And, what about now?

Ayan: Well, it’s almost 5:00 AM. And, I am already talking to you, Mom. And, if you want me to, I will still be talking to you, even at 6:00 AM.

Mona: Yes, you are talking to me. But, are you ready to do anything for me, this very second? Like anything?

Ayan: Yes… Yes…Yes.

Mona: Whatever I ask you to do?

Ayan: Yes, Mom. I will do whatever you ask me to do.

Mona: Okay Ayan. Now, that sounds like a good deal.

Ayan: Oh, yes Mom. Anything for you. I just want to see you smiling, all the time.

Mona: I have been smiling, since I started texting you, Ayan. And, now, I think I need something more, to continue smiling for some more time. Maybe I will smile more if I get to see something that is very pleasing to look at.

Ayan: Mom. What is that, now? There is nothing very pleasing that you can find at this hour of the day.

Mona: Well… There is… something very very pleasing. And, only you can show me that.

Ayan: What is that, Mom? I don’t think I have anything like that with me.

Mona: Send me one more picture of your penis, Ayan! Right now!

Ayan’s young cock is rock hard and throbbing, now, as he gets himself ready to take a picture and send it to his mom. He had not pulled his boxers back up, after taking the earlier picture, and had his prick exposed all this while.

And when he looked down, he had pre-cum oozing out, and his manhood had never been so excited, before. To be very honest, Ayan could just not believe he was having this conversation with his mother. They had spent a whole week in Delhi.

Back then he had never guessed they would be exchanging these texts. In fact, neither of them could believe what was happening. Mona, though has never been very close to her son, always was a very caring mother.

She is sure she has no sensual feelings for her son. But she has no idea what she wants from him. Or, what she wants when this conversation ends.

Still, more than once, Mona had been forced to wonder if there was hidden craving she had for her son. But, she also knew it was forbidden, and impossible. Mona could, however, not stop talking to her son.

And it was not just her pain that she shared with him, but also her darkest secrets, wants, and desires, as well.

Though Ayan has no lust for his mother, his body is forcing his mind to start seeing her like any other woman. And he just cannot resist sending her one more picture of his penis, now fully erect.

His love and respect for his mother had managed to keep buried the possible lust. Any man would develop through the course of a conversation like this. But, Ayan too was slowly starting to lose grip over his mind, more than ever.

He was turned on and takes off his white tank top, also, before clicking a photo, for his mother. Though the photo focused on his hard cock and big balls, and also showed only his thighs and flat belly, he was completely naked.

Ayan thinks twice before sending the picture to his mother. But, that extra second he took was only to make sure his meat looked irresistible. Just like his mother, he too is still not fully sure how to explain his actions but is also extremely keen to know what happens next.

To be continued.

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Hey guys! This is Amal here, back with a recent experience that happened seven months ago. This story is a bit long because I have explained every little bit.

I was working as an HR executive for a reputed firm. However, my life had been quite dry for the past year, and the moment came to spice it up when I went to a well-known college in Cochin for a campus-recruitment.

Thus, I, along with one of my managers, went there and gave a presentation on the job profile and the salary package being offered. As the salary package was attractive and the company’s brand was familiar, almost 80% of students wanted to attend the interview.

I understood that I would have to undertake some kind of filtering system, or I would not see my home for the next three days. So we decided to conduct interviews in three different stages and filter out accordingly.

Our requirement was for 15 male candidates and one female candidate. So we fixed up a date with campus authorities and went. When the date came, everything was going well and the majority of the students present were boys.

There weren’t many deserving or dedicated candidates among boys and we could find only seven hires. When it came to the girls, the opening was only for one candidate but we had shortlisted almost nine students for the next level of interviews.

So it kept on going till the number of shortlisted girls came down to three.  As usual, we told them we would let them know our decision and left the campus.

All seven boys were given offer letters the very next working day.

Picking a girl candidate from the three remaining options was quite confusing. So we planned to conduct a personal interview with each of them at our office. One of these three girls is our heroine. Let’s call her Swetha for now.

During the interviewing she was feeling very uncomfortable and was not even able to respond to my questions properly. I was confused and I had to reject her, but I didn’t tell her or anyone at that moment.

So, again I told them that results would be announced shortly and intimated to their campus and they all went back.

While making the presentation at their college, I had given the students my contact number for any required assistance regarding the job.

It was seven pm the same day and I received a message on WhatsApp from Swetha, mentioning her name and identity. I was back home after the job, and our conversation moved on to a chat.

Swetha: Sir. Swetha here. From ***** College.
Me: Yes Swetha. Tell me.

Swetha: Are you free to talk?
Me: Yes. Go on.

Swetha: Sir, I wasn’t feeling well today. I couldn’t attend my interview as I had desired.
Me: Yeah, I noticed. I found you were very uncomfortable.

Swetha: Yes sir. Sir, would you mind giving me one more chance?

Me: See Swetha, I appreciate your spirit and urge to get placed. Just take it easy. Don’t get tense over this too much. As you know, we have only one opening for a female candidate, and giving you an extra chance will land me in trouble from your college authorities.

Swetha: Oops! No, sir. I won’t let anyone else know about this. Please, sir! I had a valid reason today. That’s why sir. Please reconsider. This is the dream job to start my career with.

She was literally begging me. So my dirty mind started working and I thought to try my luck on her.

Me: If so, when can you attend an interview?

Swetha: Anytime sir. Even now.

Me: Now? Seriously?

Swetha: Yes sir. I’m staying in a rented apartment with my sister, and my parents are working in the UAE.

Me: By the way, what was this valid reason you were telling me about?

Swetha: Sir. It’s a bit embarrassing. Umm. I was not feeling physically comfortable.

Me: Oh! I got you. That’s okay.

Me: Anyway, I have to submit the selected candidate’s name by tomorrow morning, both to my head office and to your campus. So I guess we should make it now or drop the chance.

Swetha: Oh no sir! I’m perfectly fine now. Where should I come?

Me: Okay. I was about to leave for my dinner. Mind joining me and talking there?

Swetha: That’s perfectly fine, sir.

Me: You can call me my name. That’s much more comfortable for me.

Swetha: Haha, I’ll try.

Me: I’ll be at ***** restaurant by 9 pm.

Swetha: That’s quite close to my home. See you there.

Me: Alright.

So we both met at the restaurant we had agreed on. She was looking pretty as fuck in a dark blue sleeveless long top and white leggings. She had an awesome figure with 34 sized breasts and a great ass.

As I already made up my mind to get naughty with her, I was scanning her from top to toe. She had her bra cups visible through her top and a bit of sweat just below her armpits, to which I got aroused. The matte finish lipstick she was wearing was an awesome shade.

We shook our hands and found a corner table and started talking further about things. Slowly, I started to give her hints about what I was seeking.

Swetha: So, can you somehow please help me out?
Me: I can now understand how open you are. So do you mind if I say something openly?
Swetha: Of course, you can.

Me: Helping you out isn’t a big deal if you could accept it.
Swetha: Accept it?

Me: Come on. You’re brilliant enough to fathom what I mean.

Swetha: Oh. Are you sure?
Me: Don’t think like I’m blackmailing you. Neither will I compel you. It’s entirely up to you.

Swetha: Shall we get out of here and talk?
Me: Yeah. Sure

When we got out of the restaurant, we got into my car and relaxed ourselves.

Me: You didn’t say anything? Aren’t you feeling comfortable?
Swetha: Not so. Like I said, the reason why I couldn’t attend the interview well today was that I got my periods unexpectedly.

Me: Oh. Yeah?
Swetha: So, that’s it.

Me: So, what am I supposed to do now?
Swetha: (Awkward silence)

Me: Otherwise, are you ready for this?
Swetha: Umm. Yeah. I had a feeling this would end up like this. It isn’t such a big deal. But my period is what makes the trouble.

Me: Okay. But you know, I can’t hold this decision for long. I mean, picking you for the job.

Do you have a boyfriend? Have you ever done this before?

Swetha: Yeah. I had.
Me: So you know things. Right? If you accept it, we’ll make it tonight.

Swetha: Sir, I’m feeling embarrassed.
Me: I told you to call me by name. Take it easy. Let’s see whether it works. If not let’s drop it.

Swetha: Hmm. Amal, I can manage for today as my sister is away at her friend’s place. But please promise me the job offer, and please don’t take this relationship any further.
Me: Of course, sure thing! Even I don’t want to bring up any commitments, especially with someone who I’m going to work with.

Swetha: So umm, yeah. I’m good to go.
Me: Your place or Oyo? I’ve got friends at my place.

Swetha: Will Oyo be safe? Can’t make it my place as I’m worried that my sister will come back.
Me: Definitely. I’ll book some ‘Oyo Home’ which will be even safer.

Swetha: Okay.

So, I booked an Oyo Home at a nearby riverside. We gave our ID’s and checked in.

Once we got in, I gave her enough time to get comfortable. I made her relaxed by having a normal conversation and later about relationships and so on. Later, she started asking me about my relationships, and so on.

Bringing her to a comfortable position was just a matter of time. Then I started to take it further. I asked her how she broke up.

She said it was good for one year, but later their relationship just came to end up only in sex, and in sex only. So, she thought it was better to give up on that.

I was pretty happy because she knew about everything about fucking. So I asked her what her favorite fantasy was, what positions she enjoyed, and what kind of wild things she had done before.

Finally, we were both good to go, so I asked her to treat me like a boyfriend, to which she was also happy. I switched off lights and left just a zero-watt bulb on. Then I went beside her, and looked into her eyes.

It was a beautiful moment. I ran my fingers over her cheeks and lips and planted a kiss on her cheeks.  She also got a hold of my face and planted a kiss on my forehead. It didn’t take much time for our lips to do the action. Our lips met and her upper lips were a bit sweaty, which I sucked clean.

She was making the lip lock intense by involving her tongue right into my mouth. She was a real deep kisser and that was turning her on. I was able to feel her urge to get laid from her deep breath. In two minutes, we took a break so that we could breathe.

That was one such hell of a lip lock like I had never had. I just slowly started smooching her again, biting her earlobes and licking her neck and playing with her silky smooth hair. She was smelling awesome with her perfume and body lotion. The smell turned my tool onto peak power and knocked at my jeans.

I made her stand close to the wall and started kissing her again. Her hands were all over me, hugging me tightly. I took my hands and placed them at her navel over her dress, to which she got a shock and responded with a bite while kissing.

Her bite hurt my lip a bit, but it was one hell of a kiss. I took the moment to break the kiss and lifted her hands, she had well-trimmed armpits which looked like she shaved three or four days ago. The smell of sweat and deodorant mixed in her armpits was driving me crazy and I started to lick it off.

She was making deep breathing noises. Her armpits were tasting salty, but still, I couldn’t stop licking them. When her sweaty armpits had been licked clean, we got back with smooching.

I just started to place my hands over her ass over her dress and started to feel her panty-lines over her white leggings. I continued that for some time and took my face to her boobs over her dress while my hands started to press her ass hard.

She held my head tightly pressed against her boobs. Those were fucking soft as fuck boobs. I took my hands to her boobs and started to feel them over her dress. Her expression was to die for, and I saw that even with the AC on, her neck had started to sweat again. Then, I pushed both her boobs together and kissed her cleavage from above.

In the next second, I made her lie down on the bed and lifted her long top to see her navel and started to tease her by running my fingers over it. I could see drops of sweat over there too. While I was playing on her navel with my right hand and tongue, she took my left hand to her boobs and make them feel them.

I stood up and removed my t-shirt and she removed her top. She was in a light cream bra with thin straps and was looking sexy as fuck. I made her lie again and licked her all the way from her neck to her navel.

At one point, she made me lie down and started to smooch me and bite at my nipples. I was awestruck and started to press her boobs real hard. At the same moment, I don’t know how, I managed to remove her bra. I took her bra off and started to suck her tits like there was no tomorrow.

She slowly started rubbing her hands over the bulge on my jeans. Then, I teased her by letting her feel it for some time until she demanded my jeans be removed.

In the meantime, I had started to kiss her again and was pressing her ass at the same time. In between, when I tried to insert my hands into her leggings, I couldn’t succeed as her pad got in the way. So she broke the kiss and asked me, “Are you sure you want to go on?”

Me: Yeah.

Swetha: Things might get nasty as fuck. Are you sure?
Me: Yeah. As long as you’re comfortable.

Swetha: Let me go and clean myself then.
Me: Yeah.

I hope you guys enjoyed these moments. I am working on the second part of this story, in which the session got nasty and we splashed all the way. Therefore, we had to meet once again, after her periods.

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Hello, my dear Readers. This is the story happening in a modern Christian family, based in Bangalore. It is narrated by 20-year-old Mathew.

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My 43-year-old mom, Sarah, stood before me wearing only a peach-colored bra and matching panties. Her busty boobs popped out of her bra. Her trimmed muff could be seen through her thin panties.

I was back from the gym only a few minutes ago and had just dumped my drenched t-shirt in the washing machine. And, I had only my sports shorts on me.

With her very beautiful smile, she very calmly came close to me, looked at my sweaty chest. And before I could say a word, grabbed my already erect cock.

I still cannot recollect what exactly happened over the next few seconds. But what I do remember is ramming my mom’s wet pussy, from the back, as she bent over the washing machine.

“Oh, yes, just like that. This is just like I always imagined how it would be, mmm” my mom had moaned.

It was one of the many occasions my dad was away, and only my mother and I were at home. But, this was the first time our bodies expressed their love for each other.

Sleeping in separate rooms seemed totally unnecessary. I shared the bed with my mom that night. And every other night, dad was not home.

Though she looked like a very strong and independent woman, I always, in my dirty vigorous fantasies, imagined her as a submissive woman, who wanted to be dominated. And, I did not forget to be extra rough with her. I fucked her the whole night, filling each of her holes, with my thick long meat, and it’s juice.

The next day, when I woke up, I saw my mom sitting on the edge of her bed. I had slept in my parent’s room and penetrated her in the same bed my dad took mom. She was waiting for me, and in a serious, yet pleading tone, asked me if we could continue this forever.

I had no reason to say no. I wanted this, too. And my mom knew it as well. We both had been lusting for each other, over the last year. It was only a matter of time before she asked me to own her.

I knew we had crossed the point of going back. I also made sure neither of us would ever think about it. Now that I had claimed my mother, there was no way I was going to let go off her.

It was one of the greatest misdeeds I was going to do. What I was doing to my dad was unforgivable. But the fact my mom craved for it more, justified everything.

My dad was back home, a week later, and we tried our best to act normal. There was no way mom could serve herself to me when dad was around. Dad worked from home when he did not travel around the world, for marketing. And he was always around mom.

But, on a day I expected nothing, my mom walked into my room, with only a towel wrapped around her wet body. She was just out of the shower and seeing dad asleep, she sneaked into my room.

She quickly dropped the towel, and sat on my face, making me eat her horny love-hole. Her yummy juices were all over my face, and I just knew how hungry she was for me. I was sure she would find a way to have me inside her, again.

Living with dad for 23 years, mom knew everything he did, he liked and disliked. Using this to our advantage, we slowly started to become more daring, rewarding each other even when dad was home.

My dad hated the kitchen so much, he never stepped foot in there. And, mom sucked my cock for hours, at a stretch, inside the kitchen, to begin with.

Soon, she was on all fours, all day long, getting banged by her son. She sometimes would end up having cooked nothing for dad, despite all the hours she spent there.

Everything was perfect until my dad started to wonder why my mom’s butt-hole gaped so much. He did fuck her ass years ago, but now, he hardly occupied her mature pussy. He could easily confirm it was not the work of his old and tired member.

He was convinced that his wife was cheating, and she had found herself somebody a lot bigger than him. He tried getting laid with mom, the next day as well. The only aim here was to check if her ass gaped the same or more. And, just like he had anticipated, it was stretched even more wide open.

Dad was sure mom did not leave the house, and nobody had come over either. It had to be someone at home. With a heavy heart, dad confirmed his wife’s lover was his very own son.

I was fucking my mom, in her ass, for the third time that day, when we saw the familiar figure of my dad, right in front of us. I was shocked and stunned, and my mother was out of breath, as dad looked at us furiously.

It was a lazy Sunday, and the day we least expected dad to catch us. He always spent his day off in front of the TV watching the special sports show. It had been more than 4 hours since we had begun our sinful, yet very pleasing, act. We were naked all that while.

Well, of course, she did have her half-sleeved, white-colored, regular long nightgown when I entered the kitchen. But it was on the floor even before I thought about pulling my boxers down.

She wore nothing underneath, and was, as always, ready and waiting to be screwed in the nastiest way possible. She had realized skipping her inner-wear was the best option. The very second time I had fucked her, I ripped apart her expensive lingerie, in greed and excitement.

“Call me Sarah! Call your mummy by her name! Call your dirty mummy her slutty name!” my mom said, just like she did on each of the last few occasions. It gave her the feeling that her young lover was exerting greater supremacy. And, it turned her on even more.

When dad walked in, he would have noticed my mom’s nighty on the floor, and my boxers on top of the oven, even before he saw us satisfying each-other. I was just about to cum inside her butt-hole. I shot the whole load deep inside her wounded back-door, as my dad watched.

My fresh hot juices leaked out of her loose cunt as I pulled my cock out. The friction, along with the tension around, caused my mom to squirt, further worsening the situation.

“It has been a few months, Jacob,” my mom replied when dad asked how long this has been going on.

She did try telling him it was the first time, and a mistake, and she needed him to forgive her. But, my dad was too smart to be tricked any more. And, my mother finally had to tell him the whole truth.

We were all in the living room. Dad shot questions at us, dressed in his casual polo t-shirt and shorts, even as mom and I were still naked.

Her warm skin-toned body looked the hottest, in her most vulnerable state. I felt she was capable of seducing even a dead man, with her ripe assets. Though I could hear my dad shout his anger out, I was convincing myself that resisting my hot mom was impossible.

“How could you do this to me, Sarah?” my dad asked my mom, in a very stern tone. But, the sadness in his voice, was also very clear. He truly was heartbroken.

“I don’t care what has happened. I am ready to forget it. But, this should stop. Right Now. Right Here. You need to choose one among us, and it will be only one of us in this house, from today. I know you will choose me. You don’t have to even think about what happens to this disgraceful bastard. Just ask him to get lost. I want you to do it, now!” my dad almost ordered my mom.

“Jacob, please! I want both of you, please. This won’t happen again. I promise I will not repeat this, Please Jacob, Just this one last time.” my mom begged, hoping for dad’s forgiveness.

“That is not possible anymore, Sarah. I cannot consider him my son anymore. He is a shame to the entire family. He cannot continue to live in this house. And, before he brings us more humiliation, we should let him leave, forever.” My dad had made up his mind.

“I want him to stay. Why don’t you understand, Jacob? I love you. I love you a lot. But, I love him too. He is my son.” my mother was crying as she completed the sentence.

“He is not your son, Sarah. No son will fuck his mother. He does not deserve your love.” My dad said, with no change in tone.

“Stop saying that. Stop blaming him, Jacob. You don’t understand. You make me smile. You give me everything. But, he makes me cum!” my mom said shocking both my dad and me

“I want all of it. I want both of you.” my mom said, sounding completely insensitive.

Throughout this uneasy conversation, my dad was very very upset. But now, my mom had managed to hurt his ego, as-well.

His wife of 23 years had mercilessly cheated on him with his very own son. And yet, she had the audacity to say she did that only because she was being given the orgasms, her husband could never give.

Worse, she was indeed very clearly telling him about the greater pleasure her stud was giving her. More importantly, it looked like she still wanted more of the delight he was giving her. She wanted more of her son.

Dad looked at me in rage. Immediately, and, to my amusement my naked cock had again turned very hard and erect, listening to everything my mom had to say. My dad too had noticed it.

It was obvious he could make out I was better hung than him, and easily was double his size. There was the pain of a wronged man in his eyes, and the fire for rightful revenge. It was as if he was ready to announce a battle with me. And, I was proved correct, the very next moment.

“Let’s fight it out, then. Whoever lasts longer inside Sarah gets to keep her.” I was shocked hearing dad say this. But, he looked adamant. And, my mom looked unbelievably happy. It was like she was hoping for this.

The fact that my mom was already in the nude, meant that the only delay for proceedings to start was my dad getting out of his clothes. It startled me that though only close to 4 inches long, he had a hard-on.

My dad put in all his strength and tried to bring out his best-ever performance. And, managed to last 7 minutes. Mom sure was amazed with that, and even enjoyed it. Her loud groans, as he came in her pussy, confirmed it. This was the only time dad was inside her so long.

As soon as dad made his way out of mom, it was my turn to bang mom. This was my chance to win her. I knew I could, and she knew it too. She desired it more than I did.

My mom continued to lay on the big sofa in our living room, and I fucked her in the same missionary position my dad just did her. My thrusts were faster than ever before, and I filled her deeper than I had ever. And, still, succeeded to last 19 minutes before I ejaculated.

I had easily defeated my dad. I had lasted a lot longer than him. And, though insignificant to the competition, I made my mom cum 7 times, while my dad could not make her cum even once. I had very conveniently pleased her too.

I was the clear winner. But, my dad wouldn’t agree. He was not ready to accept his loss. He was not ready to let his wife go. He loved her very much, and I felt sorry for him.

But, it was not just loved that my mom needed. She wanted to be sexually satisfied, too. And I was glad that was the case.

“Stay with me, Sarah. Please, dear! If it is my poor performance that is bothering you, don’t worry. I will get you other men. Men better than this ungrateful scoundrel,” my dad told my mom, looking at me with hate. That is how desperately he wanted mom to be his.

“I will beat them, too. I can keep you satisfied, forever. Be mine, Mom.” I said. While a little of the proclamation could be declared as to protect my mom’s modesty, a major portion of it was to defend the dignity of my manhood.

” YOUR MOM IS MY WIFE,” my dad yelled at me.

” MY MOM IS MY WIFE!” I replied sharply, pulling my mom towards me, and kissing her lips passionately, as my dad watched, helplessly.

To Be Continued.

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Like the wind flows between the land and the sea, like the moon calls out the tides to reach the boundaries of oceans, I could feel the air with the same intensity between her and me.

Does it need space? Or is it just willing to pass? If yes, why not let it pass across us, making some heat to take its place!

I pull her closer to me in the darkness, my hands on her waist, my fingers stroking her waistline. I hug her tightly, with my hands rolling around her back. With my left palm, I hit her ass cheeks, then squeeze them like lemons, while my other hand still embraces her curves.

I grab her by the waist again and put my lips near her neck. My breath pokes her skin like global warming seals the earth. I take my hand away from her mountainous butt and put it on her neck and give her a jerk that makes her go mad with desire.

Then I reach for her bun and loosen her hair in one swift move. With her hair around her face, she is the sexiest piece created by god. I slowly give her a peck on her neck, I can feel her muscles contracting in my presence. Next, I slowly lick her neck with my tongue rolling towards her earlobe.

I suck that earlobe with all my life, then bite her hard, leaving the marks of my presence on her body. Then I turn her around and pull her towards me, sticking to her body like glue. My erection pokes her right behind that ass crack of hers.

I explore her body with both of my hands. I touch her sides with a grip like rubber makes on the road and throw myself into a journey that’s going to be wonderful.

The woman I have described is my mami, Sarita. She has been my dream woman for the past ten years, and she is finally making my dreams come true.

She is 38 but looks much younger, with a bust the same size as her age, a waist of 32 inches, and a 40-inch big butt.

After ten years of enormous effort and hitting on her relentlessly, she has finally landed on my lap and this story is about the first time things went smoothly.

I’m still hugging her, looking into her eyes. I can feel how she sees it- she seems excited, her eyes tell me! When I hear her say she hasn’t done this in a long time, making her feel good is the only thing my mind is occupied with!

“Let’s make it one heck of a time for ourselves,” I tell her. “I’m going to make this a night for you to remember, forever,” and she just smiles and hugs me even tighter.

I pull her closer, so close that our bodies collide, leaving no space for even air to cross between us. Then I put my lips just two inches away from hers, waiting for her to keep calm because her body is shivering. I can feel her warm breath and it turns me hotter every second. I’m trying hard to control myself, but I want to tease her. I want to make sure she loves it.

I rub her back, and then suddenly when she feels lost, I put my lips on hers. My hands are trying to figure out which is the most beautiful part of her body because each of her curves is making me go mad. I remove my lips after a while, look at her in her eyes, grab her by the ass, and push her up against the wall.

When I start kissing her again, I use some pressure this time. First, I taste her upper lip, then her lower lip, and then finally, I put my tongue inside her mouth. Our tongues roll around and fight with each other. With me in her arms and her in mine, we find a different world for ourselves!

I keep kissing her until our breath leaves us numb. My hand finds another way to roll, and I turn her around and leaving her waist, roll my hands and land on her breasts.

I’m sucking her neck like there’s no tomorrow. Her moans of “Aaahh… ahh… Ummm!” are making me do this to her. I put both of my hands on her boobs and press them lightly, still kissing her, ramming against her back and biting her neck.

Slowly but surely, I press her boobs harder and harder, and even harder now until she shivers more. I make sure it doesn’t hurt her much, but that it would hurt her enough to make her stronger. My baby should be the strongest amongst all.

I turn her around again, and put my lips on hers, before taking my hands to the hem of her kurta. I yank it off in one go. Behold! I see one of the most beautiful women alive, standing in a black bra like some angel from the god above.

Her boobs are massive. When I see her cleavage, I think that this is the valley I had been longing to travel for so long.

I put my lips on it and start licking the sweat that’s flowing off the line. I put my hands on her naked back and spank her loudly, while still sucking her boobs and cleavage. All of her heat was under my hands, which I put on her breasts, trying to find her nipples.

As soon as I caught hold of her nipples, I pinch them, hard. I put my mouth right above the hardness and bit her all over. She moans with my teeth punching her notes. I push at her bra and tear it apart, freeing her melons from its control.

God! The sexiest breasts I’ve ever seen. I’m so lucky! They’re so white, and her nipples are such a rich brown. She is a goddess! I can’t control myself anymore. The hungry lion in me takes over my senses and I grab her again, putting my mouth on her round boobs.

I caress them like a child, pressing one with my hand while sucking on the other one, then vice versa. She feels like something is happening for which she had been waiting for too long.

I suck her boobs and turn them red until she begs me to stop. Then, I roll my tongue on her areola to make her comfortable again. I lie on her and roll my tongue on her tummy, making a way towards her navel. Then I put my tongue in it to feel its depth.

I lick her belly button in and out until the room is filled with her moans and I have to turn the music system up so the neighbors don’t overhear. Next, I pick her up in my arms and take her to the bedroom, where things are going to get real.

With her beautiful and sexy naked body in my arms, reflecting the golden light of a table lamp, I feel as though the moon at dawn is in my hands.

I put her on the bed and take off her leggings. Her black panties smell so pure, oh Lord, save me tonight! This woman is going to take my life.

I come down, near her feet, and they’re oh so smooth. I take both of them in my lap and start massaging them, caressing the shape. Oh! Her nails, they are the fetish of every guy, the way she has kept them makes everything taut!

I start kissing her feet, licking her toenails, then her toes, and finally her ankle and the bracelets that adorn them. I worship every inch of my goddess, praying, “Just love me back!” She responds by putting her toes deeper into my mouth for me to suck.

I lick them right from her big toe and roll up her thighs until the smell from her love hole catches my mind.

Shit! Those black panties of hers are dripping wet and look like they need me to clean them. So, I lie over her again, putting my full body weight on her legs, and put my lips on her waist, right above her pussy. My breath is warm until it reaches her gate. I use my teeth to remove her panties and pull them right off her legs, revealing the cave of destiny!

So pink and clean, is it going to snow here when I leave? Like a plain pitch where the cricketers play, this is my arena, I’ve got to look behind its drain! I put my hands below her ass, then bring my face towards the hole. When I breathe at the entrance, she cries, “Please, don’t tease me so much!”

As soon as she shouts my name, saying, “Akshat don’t do this to me,” I kiss her on her vertical lips, and she bounces her hips like a kid.

There is a current flowing through our veins, and I don’t know how to control it. I can’t wait, so I put my tongue inside and lick all of her juicy gravies. I’m licking her deep inside, licking all of the juice that’s falling out, as she is moaning in my vibe.

She is turning me mad like I’m turning her. She is bouncing like a balloon full of helium, that goes higher and higher. She’s crying, asking me not to stop.

Fuck! I just realized that I am wearing my clothes and she is completely naked. “Sarita, undress me,” I tell her, and she takes charge like the master of a circus. She removes all my clothes, and grabs my tool with her hands, and takes it towards her face.

She takes a look at it and swallows it in one go. The moment her tongue touches me, I feel heaven bow! She sucks it and sucks it, deep throating me. She moans and shouts, I grab her hair and fuck her mouth until it feels like the explosive in charge!

I take it out in a hurry and ask her to lay on the bed with one pillow below her waist. She puts her legs right up on my shoulders, asking me the again, “Fuck me Akshat, make me your bitch!”

That’s all she could say. To which I reply, “You’ve always been mine,” and I put my dick on her pussy and push hard, half of it is in! She shouts like a hurt kid, so I put my lips on her lips. Then I wait for a while until she seems fine. I look into her eyes and with another push, I’m all inside!

She cries in pain. I cuddle her boobs, kiss her on her lips and bring her back under control. We start enjoying the heat of the moment. I look into her eyes again and smile at her. She smiles back at me and puts her lips on mine, and we start kissing again while I ram into her pussy.

Slow strokes (it’s really hot in the hole). It seems like fire, but then, heaven is not cold!

Slowly and steadily, I push in and out, I pressing her boobs midway, I let her shout out loud. I keep on stroking, harder and harder than ever.

She is bouncing her ass like a lion in a fever. In and out, deeper and deeper, shouting my name, let the neighbors hear! We don’t care what the world thinks anymore. I’ve already fallen for her, and I’m so deep inside, it feels as though I’m drunk for her!

I fuck her like a beast, and she enjoys like my beauty. When I’m about to explode, I ask her where I should I do it.

“Cum inside me,” comes her reply.

I take a deep breath and shout her name out loud, “Saritaaaaaaa,” and unload like an AK47 drilling all her pussy walls. Then, I take it out and spill my cum all over her body. She licks the leftover cum from my dick and kisses me. We make out for a while and then fall asleep in each other’s arms.

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Hi guys, this is my third story in ISS. This story is about my girlfriend Sanskriti and my crush Sagarika. My girlfriend stats are 34-25-32 and Sagarika’s stats are 36-30-34. Sanskriti has a toned body while Sagarika has a curvy body which will make any guy crazy.

Both of them when put together make a delicious package. One could imagine to be a prince and getting pleasured by these two goddesses. Yes, this was my fantasy. But I settled to bang them both separately in my house with the other not knowing that I have banged her.

Sanskriti didn’t know that the same night. I banged her Sagarika and so did Sagarika. So the story goes that we three are a group like you know a casual one of many groups. Sanskriti is my girlfriend while Sagarika is a very good friend of ours. We all hang out sometimes.

One night we all decided to hang out my place. On the pretext of I cooking something special for both of them and having booze and playing some drinking games. The night was planned all normal. Sanskriti was always jealous of Sagarika. She had seen what a delight her body can give to guys.

How Indian men like curves to play. She had seen me ogling at Sagarika’s body and cleavage whenever I got a chance. We have fought about this. The night came and both of them came. Sanskriti was wearing a crop top which was covering her boobs and a slight upper chest with mini jeans on.

Her milky white body was visible and her shapely legs were inviting me to be caressed. She gave me a peck on my lips. She held me by my crotch and pushed me to the wall. She told me that I’d be punished if I ogled at Sagarika again. And that she would punish me for it, like that she was pressing my dick hard.

I responded to her craziness slightly turned on. I grabbed her by her neck and said I do as I please and held her by her hair and pulled her towards me and started making out with her wildly. We were wild trying to devour each other when we heard my bell ring.

I was so horny to respond but I couldn’t keep Sagarika waiting. I said, “Stop, she has come.” To which Sanskriti responded that the bitch has no timing. I glared at her and went to open my door. There she was, my curvy goddess in her red dress showing an ample amount of cleavage.

The dress was a bodysuit that completely hugged her body. Her ass seemed to tear the entire dress down. Her dress had a zipper at the back which could undo the entire thing at once. I got mesmerized at her sex appeal. I got lost in her cleavage between those giant balls which I was gonna play with, later that night.

She responded with a ‘Hi’, trying to get me back from the world I was lost in. I said sorry and hugged her. I am a natural flirt and it was a habit to be that way with every hot girl whether or not luck shines. I have been flirty with Sagarika and responded in my usual flirty way.

I have hugged her and breathe out warm air on her neck with a slight whisper in her ear. I went a little overboard because of making out with Sanskriti earlier. I gave her a little spank and grabbed her ass. She pushed me immediately and remarked naughtily, teasing me that one cannot be enough hun.

I responded two are the charm and invited her in. Meanwhile, Sanskriti came out of my room after setting her hair and greeted Sagarika. The evening went by normal with sexual tension building up between us three. Sanskriti and I and Sagarika and I. Sexual tension lacked between both of them.

So I took full advantage of this fact. I told them to have drinks meanwhile the meal is getting cooked. I poured them a generous helping of whiskey. Whiskey affects a woman which brings her carnal nature out more than any other spirit. They both are light drinkers.

One large was enough to get them drunk and set them in a mood. I asked Sanskriti to search for a game to play. Meanwhile, I asked Sagarika to come and help me in the kitchen. Sagarika started chopping some veggies but her drunk state was making it difficult.

I saw that and sensed that she has opened up. I moved behind her keeping my face on her shoulders, occasionally touching her cheeks. My dick which had become hard poking her ass gently. She was taken by surprise but gave a good blush and smirked. Whiskey made her less inhibited.

I kept a hand on hers helped her chopped and teased her that, “This how it is done, you drunk fuck.” While giving a peck on her cheeks to which she let out a sigh. I got turned on started kissing her neck. She was losing control and surrendering to my advances.

She wanted to turn around for a make-out session on top of the kitchen table. To which I responded and kept her like that. I pulled her dress up to her panties and felt the lacy fabric of her black thong. She just responded by saying, “Victoria’s Secret, baby.”

I got turned on. I started gently massaging her clit over her things and giving little bites on her ear lobes. She was getting out of control and held my dick. Immediately we head Sanskriti’s voice calling me angrily saying she couldn’t find anything.

I knew that Sanskriti is horny too and now Sagarika was on full heat. I thought to tease Sagarika a bit and give Sanskriti the gift of feeling superior to Sagarika. I made two 90 ml shots of whiskey and asked Sagarika to follow and observe from a distance. I took the shots to my room where Sanskriti was waiting.

I just said, “Oh, stop getting irritated and chug the whiskey, you bozo.” She looked at me angrily and chugged both the shots and said, “How about that?” I held her by her hair and pushed her on the wall. I held her by her neck and then tore her crop top. She was wearing a neon green bra.

She had become drunk till now and got more excited thinking this is happening with Sagarika around. She thought this is the perfect opportunity to mark her territory. She came on to me and started making out with me forcefully with her nails digging in my back. I responded wildly.

While making out I observed that Sagarika is looking and her expression is full of lust. She is enjoying the show. I took a risk. I changed Sanskriti’s position making her see that Sagarika is looking. I wanted to see how she’d react. She got more turned on thinking that only she can only have me.

I took her bra off and pulled down her mini denim shorts. I threw her on my bed and took my dick out. I wrapped her legs around me and started thrusting her. I banged her in missionary. I banged her in cowgirl and then I took her in doggy and blindfolded her. I was fucking her with full force.

She was matching my movements with her hips. Meanwhile, I asked Sagarika to come forward. She came and started making out with me. I never imagined making out with her while fucking Sanskriti. Sanskriti was drunk and shouting, “That bitch Sagarika can go to hell while she is being a bitch for her man.”

She didn’t know that same Sagarika was making out with her boyfriend. I fucked Sanskriti hard and was making her cum so much. She got so exhausted in trying to match my pace and speed that she fell on the bed after her orgasm and passed out. She must have blacked out.

I now turned to Sagarika who was playing with her pussy and said, “Now your turn.” I put Sagarika on the other side of the bed. One side Sanskriti is there covered in my cum and naked fast asleep. The other side Sagarika with her red dress on and heels on.

Moonlight was falling on her and the glow her on the milky face and tender legs turned into something truly divine. My goddess was inviting me. I started from her toe and made my way to her love hole while giving kisses and little licks on her inner calf and thigh. She was trembling in pleasure.

She was moaning and her legs trembled. She gasped for breath on every single lick. I reached her pussy. I kissed her lacy black thong and removed it with my mouth till her thighs. I removed her thong and tied her hands with it to my bed. I stood on my knees to catch a glimpse of her like this to store it in my memory.

She was trembling and shining inviting me to do her and begging me not to torture her. I had all the time in the world. What was more exciting was that I was doing all of this while Sanskriti was lying next to me. I kept my face in between Sagarika’s legs.

I started giving her gentle touches with my tongue on her clit to warm her up. Gentle touching made her heat up and she was responding, wanting more. I continued giving gentle strokes with my tongue on her clit while gently finger her with one. I slowly increased my pace.  She was wanting more and more.

I used two fingers instead of one while licking her clit. It was driving her crazy and she said, “Don’t stop,” as she was about to cum. When she said this I stopped and said, “Not now, hold it. I’ll not make you orgasm, I’ll make you squirt. Making you squirt will be my trophy.”

I turned her around and then approached her back. I pulled her zipper down and exposed her bareback which was glistening with sweat. Moonlight was doing its magic on her body. I removed her dress and her bra. She was wearing a black bra that also of Victoria’s Secret and it was lacy too.

I kissed her back making way to her neck. I turned her around looked her in the eyes. She looked at me back and we both started making out. I undid her hands and she immediately hugged me tightly. We were locked in tight embrace feeling each other with passion.

She started making out wildly with me. She asked me to put my dick inside her and finally give it to me. She said she is turned on like she never has been and now she wants a release. She said she’d be mine and she’d do anything but give her a release. I stopped her put my dick inside her pussy making its way gently.

I started slowly by gently giving her soft strokes. She loved it, she responded with her soft strokes. We were matching each other’s rhythm. Slowly I increased my pace and started fucking her intensely. I asked her to suck my fingers while I fuck her hard. I pulled my fingers out and she was moaning hard in pleasure.

She was calling my name and shouting at top of her voice to fuck her. I increased my pace and started drilling her hard. I took my lubricated finger and started fingering her asshole. She screamed but then she enjoyed the of getting her both holes penetrated. She was saying she is close.

She was on the verge of squirting. I increased my pace hard and kept drilling until the time she gasped and let out a huge moan and fell exhausted. I felt all her juices dripping out in such pressure. She was squirting and was doing so in insurmountable pleasure, wave after wave.

I fell on top of her and she locked in a tight embrace. After 15 minutes she faced me and kissed me and made out with me in such passion. We made out with each other for 30 minutes while cuddling and spooning.

All the while Sanskriti was lying next to us. She didn’t know anything while whatever happened, happened in front of her.

If you all liked my story please share your feedback on [email protected]. Girls feel free to reply, I am always in tune. Aunties and bhabhies reading this, I’d love to hear from you. I am very discreet about my affairs.

Hello, friends, this is Arun Mohapatra from Bhubaneswar, Odisha, writing my relative’s story and my first story here at ISS. So let me introduce to the characters of my story. I am portraying the character of my relative. Here it takes off.

I am Utkal Keshari Panda, aged 25 from Bhubaneswar. This all happened recently. My height, 5 ft, 6 inches with cock size, 6.5 inches and girth, 2.5 inches. I belong to a middle-class family. Our house consists of two people my dad and me.

My dad’s name is Sovan Panda. He is a business person. He works a lot but never forgets me even in a hefty schedule. My mom died due to cancer when I was just 2 years old. So I sometimes miss my mom when I see my friend’s mom with them.

I sometimes sob when I remember my mom. But God is merciful for giving me such a caring, loving dad. My dad takes care of every need of mine. But still, no one can take a mother’s place.

My dad did not marry again. He was afraid that his 2nd wife wouldn’t take good care of me. He raised me with very much love and affection. I was very close to my dad.

So let me come to my story again. I completed my +3 in botany Hons from a reputed college (basic science). Then I started looking for a job. Soon I got a job as a tuition teacher in a good institution. But after 2 years I realized that I should complete my higher studies and look for a good and healthy income job.

I applied for admission to a reputed college to study my MSc. Since I scored well in my earlier academy, I got my seat with ease. Here my life changed completely. To date, I never have had any girlfriend as I was a little shy to express my feelings.

Soon all my admission process completed and it was the first day of my college. As it was the first day of my college, I wanted to look handsome. As all, you know friends that the first impression is always the last.

I took a bath, wore my tight-fitting shirt, dark blue jeans with the Rolex watch on my hand, applied scent on my shirt, combed my hair, and came to the dining table. My father was having his lunch. When he saw me, he said, “Wow! Looking great, son, going to impress whom in your college?”

I didn’t say a word, just blushed. Then I had my lunch, took my bike keys, and went to college. While I was going, my father wished me the best of luck. I was happy listening to that.

I entered college and went to the notice board to know about my classroom. After checking the list, I rushed to my classroom. While entering my classroom, I was checking on the girls. As all of you know on the first-day boys check who is a beautiful girl in the class and girls who is a handsome boy.

But I was very disappointed looking at all the girls. I did not find any girl attractive although there were many beautiful girls. But nobody touched my heart. I was very upset. I went to my seat with disappointment.

Soon it was the time for the lectures to start. Within no time the lecturer entered and started teaching us. I was feeling bored. Then soon it was our 30 minutes break time.  I thought instead of going outside I should play games on my phone. So I started playing.

The bell rang and recess was over but still, I was on my phone. It was now time for the last lecturer to enter, and she entered. All greeted her but I was playing on my phone so I didn’t see her.  A few seconds after I kept my phone in my jeans and looked at my teacher.

Here was the shock waiting for me. I saw her, suddenly I was startled seeing her beauty. I felt as if somebody shot me in my heart with a 9 mm bullet. The pain was unbearable. She was looking like a woman in the late 20s. But later I came to know that her age was 38.

She had round, apple chin face had a dimple on her cheeks, with a small black mole on her lower part of her lip. It added more beauty to her lovely face. She was extremely fair with a voluptuous body. She had huge breasts that were sitting proudly on her chest.  It was looking like mountains with a deep valley.

Her butt was round like balloon in shape. Her stomach was fully flat. She had right flesh at the right part. Her figure was probably 38-28-40. I took a photograph of her through my eyes. Any man would have an erection just looking at her.

The girls were just jealous. I also saw some of my classmates looking at her with lustful eyes. I was mesmerized. In my whole life, I was not attracted to any girl as I was now. Looking at her, I had an erection in my jeans. I had a feeling of something inexpressible. Butterflies were playing in my stomach.

Suddenly something distracted me, that was her white saree and white blouse which normally widows wear. Soon I got confirmed looking at her as she was not wearing mangalsutra, no sindoor on her forehead, even not a single bangle. I felt very bad for her as she was just so young and her husband was not with her.

I guessed how miserable her life would be. While I was thinking, I heard her voice for the first time. Her voice was like koel singing, very gentle, soft, as if while she was speaking honey coming from her mouth. Listening to her voice I was more and more attracted to her. She started to teach.

While she was teaching, I was only concentrating on her beautiful face and her assets. I was unable to hear anything. As if I was in another world. Suddenly I had my sense back when the last bell rang. Soon she stopped teaching and was going out of the class.

I thought to follow her, but within no time she went to the staff room. I waited outside of the staff room for a long time to get a glimpse of her. After waiting for more than an hour she came out of the room and started going to the auto stand near our university.

To follow to her house I went to the parking lot, took my bike and went to the stand. But I was disappointed since she was not there. I felt bad and soon I returned to my home.

As my dad was not at the house, I thought of watching porn. I changed to my regular dress and switched on my laptop and started to watch porn. While I was watching porn my teacher’s face whose name I don’t know was playing on my mind.

Soon I lowered my pant and started masturbating characterizing the people on porn as if my teacher and me. Within no time loads and loads of cum flowed from my 6.5-inches penis. In my life, I never have had such an intense orgasm. I was breathing very fast after the orgasm.

I wore my pant, switched off the laptop. Soon I felt tired and went to snooze. I woke up when my father called me for dinner. I freshened up and went to my dinner table to have my dinner. My father brought dinner from my favorite restaurant. While I was eating my father asked

Father – Beta Utkal how was your first day of college?

Me – (thinking of my teacher, got a little excited) Very fine dad.

Seeing my excitement,

Father – Glad you like your university.

Since I was excited, father again asked,

Father – Did you make any friend or a girlfriend?

Me – (little shocked) No dad it’s just the first day of my college. I hardly talked with anyone.

Father – But it seems as if you got something. Something really special.

Me – No, dad nothing. It’s just I liked my university. That’s it.

Father – What did you like the most, dear? Girls? (winking at me)

Me – (with shock) What are you saying, dad?

Father – I was just playing with you. Ok, say what you liked.

Me – (after a pause) I…I…I liked the class; the university, hmm, everything, especially teachers.

Father – Teachers or teacher? (with an awkward smile)

Me – (stumbling) What? No, dad, I liked all my teachers. They are well experienced, supportive, loving, caring. Moreover, they teach us well.

Father – Oh really, beta?

But the way he said that it was a different way than he used to speak. I knew he had some doubt but he didn’t ask me about that, again he said.

Father – Ok. Have your dinner and go to sleep.

Soon we had our dinner. After that, I said good night to him and went to my room. While I was on my bed, I was thinking of my teacher’s beauty. Soon negative thoughts came to my mind. What am I doing lusting for my teacher? Knowing that she is a widow and she is older than me. I started feeling guilty.

I was not unable to sleep. I thought not to think of her but the moment I closed my eyes her face comes to my mind. I was restless. I just got up from my bed and started roaming in my house as a ghost. Suddenly my father saw me and asked.

Father – Son, what happened? You look tense?

Me – (with a frightened voice) No, father I was not feeling sleepy as you know I slept in the evening.

Father – Ok but roaming in the house is not the solution. Go and try to sleep.

Me – Ok, pa.

I went to my room. I was not able to sleep. So, I took my phone and started searching on the net about student-teacher relationships. It was 11.00 pm while searching. I came to know about Indian sex stories. There I saw many stories that were between the student and teacher.

I started reading for more than 4 hours. While reading, my guilt feeling was slowly reducing. I thought positively. I thought it’s just society that made this kind of rule. It’s just feeling a man has for a woman and vice-versa which is not controlled by anyone.

Every person has a right to choose her partner irrespective of sex, religion, caste, age, even if it is taboo. In fact, in our myth, many students had a relationship with their teachers. So why can’t I? It’s not affecting anyone, not even the community. The pain was unbearable thinking about her.

Finally, I took a strong decision to make my teacher mine and went to sleep.

Wait for the next part where you will know what steps I took to make my widow teacher mine. Please please send your comments, reviews to my email id:[email protected]. Waiting for all your reactions.

Hello friends, en peyar Ganesh vayathu 19 aagugirathu, naan kalluriku sernthu muthalaam aandu padithu varugiren. Enaku oru teacher paadam edupaargal avargal engalin pazha kadaiku juice kudika varuvaargal, teacher vayathu 38 irukum.

Teacher aninthu irukum aadaiyil mulai pilavu sexiyaaga therinthu kondu irukum, teacher intha vayathilum sexiyaaga aadai aninthu kondu irupaargal.

Nandraaga sirithu pesuvaargal, naan kalluri sendru veetirku vanthu pazha kadaiyil thaan velai seithu kondu irupen. Teacher thinamum en kadaiku vanthu juice kudithu vittu seluvaargal.

Enaku teacher mulai migavum pidikum, avargal aninthu irukum topsail paarthaal mulai pilavu theriyum athu pondru aadai aninthu kondu irupaargal.

En udan sagajamaaga pazha kadaiyil pesuvaargal, aanal kalluriyil athigam pechu vaithu kola maatargal. Enaku teacherai migavum pidikum, oru naal pazha kadaiyil avargal amarnthu kondu pesi kondu irukum pozhuthu ennai ariyamal en kangal avargal mulai pilavai paarthu vitathu.

Naan mulaiyai paarthu rasithu kondu irunthathai teacer paarthu vitaargal. Teacher aanalum ennai ethuvum ketkaamal sirithu pesi kondu irunthaargal.

Enaku therinthathu teacher naan parka vendum endre mulaiyai kanbithu kondui irukiraargal endru. Piragu naan thinamum teacher mulaiyai paarthu rasika aarambithen.

Teacher vendum endre enaku mulaiyai kanbithaal, teacher intha vayathilum suma gumunu irupaargal. Teacher aninthu irukum aadai thaan miga sexiyaaga irukum, sataiyil mun buttonai kayati vital eppadi irukumo appadi irukum teacher aadai. Teacher oru naal unaku vagupil ethavathu santhegam irunthaal en veetirku vaa endru solli irunthaal.

Naanum sari teacher kandipaaga ungal vetirku varugiren endru solli irunthen, teacher miga sexiyaaga ennai veetirku azhaithaal. En manathil oru ennam irunthathu, teacher kaamam seiya thaan ennai veetirku azhaikiraargal endru. Kalluriyil ennai athigam kupitu pesa matargal, veetin arugil en veedu irupathai kanbithu kola matargal.

Oru naal teacher paadam eduthu kondu irukum pozhuthu naan avargal mulaiyaiye paarthu kondu irunthen. Naan mulaiyai paarthu rasithu kondu irupathai teacher paarthu vitargal, avargaluku kucham eer patathu, naan kaama aasaiyil mulaiyai paarthu kondu iruntha pozhuthu. Ennai ezupi pinee sendru nirka soli vitargal.

Naanum pine sendru nirkum pozhuthu en sunni teacher mulaiyai paarthu irunthathil viraithu irunthathu. Viraitha sunniyai teacher paarthu vitargal, en kaiyil vaithu iruntha notetai vaithu sunniyai maraithu kondu irunthen. Teacher kalluri mudinthathum ennai avargal roomku azhaithaagal. Naan teacher pine nadanthu sendru kondu irunthen.

Teacher pine nadanthu selum pozhuthu avargal soothai parthu konde sendren, athu thala thalavendru pazhuthu irunthathu.

Enaku teacher soothai paarkum pozhuthu brazzers niyabagam thaan vanthathu, athil varum kama nadigaigal soothu polave teacher soothum perithaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu. Teacher ennai roomku azhaithu etharku ennai paarthu konde irukiraai endru ketargal?

Naan muthalil otru kola villai, mendum mendum ketka ketka naan amam teacher neengal azhagaga irukareergal athanaal ennal ungal azhagai paarthu rasikamal iruka mudiya villai endru solli viten. Ithai naan solum pozhuthu teacher siritha padi irunthaargal, sari naan avalavu azhagagva irukiren endru en idam ketargal?

Amam teacher neengal azhagaga irukareergal endru sollinen, sari nee class po endru soli vitargal. Andru maalai pazha kadaiku vnathaargal, naan angu velai paarthu kondu irunthen.

Teacher mulai pilavu theriyum aadaiyai aninthu kondu vanthaargal, athil teacherai paarkave miga azhagaga irunthaargal. Ennai paarthu veetirku vanthu padikaren endru solinaai anaal varave illai endrargal?

Naan illai teacher konjam velaiyaaga irunthu viten, athanaal thaan veetirku vara mudiya villai, naalai kalluri vidu murai thaane naan vendum endraal nalai ungal veetirku varugiren endru sollinen.

Teacher sari 11 mani ku mel veetirku vaa, puthagathai maranthu vida pogiraai endraargal. Naan sari teacher endru solli vittu andru mathulam pazha juice pottu koduthen.

Andru sapitu vittu teacher kilaminaargal, nalai ena nadaka pogiratho endra achathil naanum nalai kaalai 10 maniku veetil irunthu kilambinen. Aanal ennai 11 maniku thaane vara solinaargal, avargal veetirku veliyil oru tea kadaiyil irunthu kondu angu paarthu irunthen. Teacher kanavar appozhuthu thaan veetil irunthu kilambinaar.

Nala velai naan veetiku 10 maniku sela vilai, mani 11 aagiyathu, teacher veetirku sendru calling bell adithen. Angu iruntha gate perithaaga irunthathu, teacher ennai ulle vaa endru solinaargal, naan gate thiranthu pinbu mudi vittu kathavai thirnathen. Teacher tops matum aninthu kondu irunthaargal, muti ellam therinthu kondu irunthathu.

Intha nilaiyil oru pennai paarthal eppadi moodu aagamal iruka mudiyum, ennai ulle vara vaithu kathavai thapal potu vitargal. Neraga sofavil sendru iruvarum amarnthu kondu irunthom, teacher thudai arai nirvaanamaaga therinthu kondu irunthathu. En sunni perithaaga viraithu vitathu, athai paarthaale theriyum padi irunthathu.

Teacher ena oru vithamaaga paarkiraai endraargal? Naan pachu muchu ilamal irunthen. En arugil vanthu amarnthaargal, miga sexiyaaga narumanam adithathu teacher meethu. Teacher ennai ippozhuthu ennai evalavu vendumaalaum rasithu kol endru solinaargal. Ennal moodu thanga mudiyaamal teacher thudaiyil kai vaithu viten.

Ennai paarthu sirithaargal pinbu iruvarum nerukamaaaga amarnthu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithom. Teacher ennai nandraaga ithazhil kiss seithu sappinaargal, piragu iruvarum padukai araiku sendru irukamaaga kati pidithu kondu ithazhil mutham seithom. Teacher periya mulai en meethu pattu kondu irunthathu.

Teacher mulaiyil en kaiyai vaithu thadavinen pinbu soothil kai vaithum azhuthi thadavinen, iruvarum nandraaga kati pidithu udambai urasi kondom. Enudaya 6” sunnni teacher pundaiyil sorugi irunthathu, teacher kuthiyil penti ethum aniyaamale irunthaargal. Kaiyai tops kule vittu kuthiyil kai vaikum pozhuthu thaan therinthathu teacher penty poda villai enbathu.

Teacher nandraaga thaan ennai paarthu kondaal, en sunniyil kai vaithu athai veliyil eduka aarambithaal. Naan sunniyai veliyil eduthu viten, pantai kayatinen pinbu sataiyaiyum kayati vitu iruthiyil jatiyaiyum kayati nirvaanamaaga sunniyai kanbitu kondu irunthen. Teacher avalathu aadaiyaiyum kayati vitu nirvaanamaaga en kan mun nindraal.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaa teacher mulai sexiyaaga irunthathu, athu matum ilamal aval pundai mudi ilamal nirvaanamaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu. Teacher en sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaargal, haaaaaaaa sunni vaikul sendrathum sugamaga irunthathu. Sirithu neram sunniyai vaaikul vittu nakal sunni munaiyil naki sappi vitargal.

Naan sirithum ethir parka villai teacher sunniyai umbi viduvaargal endru, sunniyai sirithu neram teacher vaaikul vitu vitu teacherai paduka vaithu kuthiyil naaku poda aarambithen, kuthiyil nandraaga nakai ulle vittu nakinen. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmm endru teacher munara aarambithaargal, en thalaiyil kai vaithu kondu irukamaaga kuthiyil azhuthinaargal.

Naanum nandraga kuthiyai naki vittu mulaiyil vaai vaithu sirithu neram suvaithen, iru periya mulaiyai pidithu kondu kambai vaikul vaithu vizhungi urinthu suvaithen. Nandraaga mulaiyai suvaithu vittu sirithu neram sunniyai teacher vaaikul vittu vitu iruthiyil teacher mulai meethu paduthu kondu sunniyai kuthiyil iraki ooka aarambithen.

Haaaaaaaaaaaa sunni kuthiyil irangum pozhuthu sugamaaga irunthathu, aanal irukam kuraivaaga irunthathu. Sexiyaaga sunniyai kuthiyil vittu ooka aarambithu konde irunthen, ooka ooka teacher,

“haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmmmm… mmmmmmmmm” endru munari konde irunthaargal.

Enaku ena aanathu endru theriyamal vegamaaga teacherai oothu konde irunthen appozhuthu teacheruku moodu eeeri pundaiyil vinthu kasinthathu.

Pinbu teacher sunniyai pidithu adithu vittu umbinaargal, vaaiyil vaithu umbum pozhuthe en sunni kanju pajak pajak endru teacher vaaikul adithathu. Teacher en kanjai oru sottu kuda vidamal sappi kudithu vitaargal.

Naangal sirithu neram nirvaanamaaga kati pidithu kondu irunthom pinbu mendum moodu eeri matter poda aarambithu vitom. Engalin tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri, vanakam.

Hi everyone, I am from Nepal. Due to my privacy reasons, I am not going to reveal my personal details.  I’m 23 years old with an average size body. I am fair, with an athletic body. Now I am doing my graduate.

Now coming to my story, this incident happened 9 months ago when I had my holidays at my college. So I have planned to visit Kathmandu to meet with my friends and to hang out and visit different places. Sorry, I have forgotten to mention that I am from the Eastern part of Nepal.

I informed my parents about the trip and they also agreed because I have holidays. I booked the tickets and left my place on Friday morning. I reached there in the evening as my friend was there to pick me up. He was my friend since childhood and we were very close to each other.

We were very happy to see each other and he took me to his home on his bike. He is living with his family so I have taken some sweets for them. I met with everyone and told them that I was here to visit different places. At night I was tired, so I slept early.

In the morning I got up took my breakfast. Uncle gave me the keys to his scooty to visit different places. I became very happy because I hate to travel on public transport. I took scooty and decided to go to Sanga where there is the biggest statue of Lord shiva.

I reached there by 10.30 am took a receipt of 200 rs and entered. Very few people were there and I was roaming and clicking pictures. While talking pictures someone from behind touched me. Immediately I turned around. I was astonished to see a woman was requesting me to click her photos too.

I agreed with her and started taking her pictures. Let me tell you that I did not have any bad intentions towards her at first. Her name was Sudha (name changed) 28 years old married lady. She had a cute face and was milky white with a fit body looking like an actress.

She was a photo freak. So I had to click more than 100 pictures of her in different positions. Both of us were tired and went to nearby restaurants to have coffee. She told me that she too was here to visit and also told me that she is a housewife.

Her husband is a government employee working in a hill district in the Western part of Nepal. She was from Chitwan. We talked a lot there and decided to travel to other places together as she made me her friend. We then decided to go to Basantpur Durbar Square.

She sat on my scooty very close to me as if we were couples. In the way, she told me about her experience with her boyfriend on a bike ride during her college days. I was surprised to hear that. That time I confirmed that she is a very easy going person.

Nobody can guess by looking at her face that she would be too cool while talking. We visited different places that day. During that time she was intentionally touching my body which I was aware of. I took it easy. We exchanged our cell numbers.

Then I dropped her to her place and returned to my friend’s home. At night, nearly about 11 pm I got her call. I picked it she told me how she enjoyed the day with me and she had not enjoyed that much even with her husband. I jokingly said, “I wish I could be your husband.”

She was excited by listening to my words and told me that, “I am ready to be your wife.” Oh god, I said. Then she started asking about my life. I told her everything. She confessed to me that she started liking me when she saw me at first. I replied, “You naughty woman cheating on your husband.”

Then she was worried and told me that things are not good between them. Her husband is an affair with a lady where he is working and does not care about her. We talked for more than an hour and decided to meet in Newbaneshwor the next day.

In the morning I told my friend that I would not be able to return at night and left. We met at Baneshwor and she hugged me at first. She then sat in scooty and told me that we are going to Nagarkot. I was excited about listening. On the way, she asked me to have you ever done sex.

I said no, I am a virgin. She immediately kissed from behind and told me I will be taking your virginity if you don’t mind. I agreed with her. I was riding a scooty but I had felt that I am riding towards heaven. Oh my goodness, she became closer and started touching my penis from my pants.

I was aroused fully but still concentrating on riding scooty. We were approaching Nagarkot so she put her hand out of my penis. We reached there and booked a room in a beautiful cottage. As soon as we entered the room, she locked the room and started kissing me vigorously.

She told me that baby now I will make you a real man. She undressed me with her mouth and licked my whole body. She asked me to undress her. At first, I removed her black-top. Ohhh, what amazing boobs she got. It feels like butter. I squeezed them until they get red. She was moaning like hell.

Then I removed her jeans. She was wearing a deep blue panty inside. Her ass cheeks were protruding out. I spanked them and opened her panty with my mouth. She was shivering and moaning. She suddenly hugged me tightly and took me to bed. She started giving me a blowjob.

I was like in extreme pleasure. I came with a huge load of cum. She took it in her mouth and boobs. She asked me to lick her pussy. I obeyed her and sucked in her clitoris. She was turning mad and was crying in tears as it was her tears of happiness.

Afterwards, she too came and hugged me tight and put my penis in her pussy. I cried in pleasure as I lost my virginity. I pumped in her for 15 minutes and I came inside her. She looked very happy and was satisfied too. She kissed on my forehead and told me you are the best.

We stayed there for the night and fucked many times. This was my wonderful time which I will never forget in my life and thanks to that lady. We are still in touch and fulfill our needs.

Thanks for reading my incident. If needy ladies looking for sex then you can ping me. I will promise to make you feel good. Your advice is most welcome in my email [email protected].

Hello readers. Myself Niharica from Mumbai and a student by profession.  I want to share my intercourse details which occurred during my graduation board exams. Rather I would say that I was bound to trade my virginity for question papers.

Coming to the day of my final graduation exam. I was allotted a center in North Mumbai while my home was in South Mumbai. On the day of the exam, I reached the center 2 hours prior exam. When I saw the college building I was stunned, the building was weird as compared to the public colleges.

I entered the center anyhow and sat on my allotted desk which was next to the wall and was in between the column. And the desk was placed where hardly air could be felt. It was damn hot and humid, I was restless to wear a thick top so decided to wear sleeveless top for the rest of the exams.

The first exam was good. After the exam, all the students were collecting there bags and stationery. So I was sitting for other students to leave. Meanwhile, I heard the boy sitting behind me talking with his friends about the question paper. It was the same which he got fifteen minutes before the exam.

I was amazed by listening to him. I approached him when his friend left. I asked him how did you manage to get question paper 15 minutes before the exam. He looked at me and said that he is from the same college and he has some connection with the staff of the college.

I thought to try my luck if he might help me in the exam, to which he replied yes. I was excited about the next exam but then too I had prepared for the same.

The next day as decided, I wore a sleeveless top and it was quite taking the shape of my body. Even little cleavage was exposed from the top. I did not give a second thought and reached my exam center. The next day when I reached I saw the boy sitting near the stairs, I approached and greeted him.

I asked him if he could help me in today’s exam as it was a bit difficult to which he replied yes. Before an hour of the exam, I asked him to give the main head point of the answer to a question. I was writing for the rest of the paper. Suddenly Yash touched my breast to call me to give head points.

I thought it might be by mistake that he touched my breast. He dictated the points and I wrote the answers and asked him another question’s answer. In some time he pressed my left breast to give answers. This time I felt it was done purposely.

To get it confirmed I again asked him to give a head point of the last question. He again called me pressing my left breast. I was now sure he was doing it purposely. I was angry and was waiting to yell at him. After the exam, I said to him to wait. I wanted everyone to move out of class and I could yell at him.

As everyone went I went to him and yelled, what the hell is wrong with you. You could have called me tapping my shoulders or instead of breast. Yash replied it was very soft. I slapped him and went away.

On the next exam day, I made up my mind not to ask any answers to that pervert. But it tends to be wrong. I was forced to ask him answers to which he gave. After the exam, I said to him sorry and thanked him. He did not respond to me and I felt guilty about it. In some time the examination hall vacant.

Yash pushed me on to a wall and grabbed my breasts with both hands and was pressing. I was extremely afraid that if anyone catches me in this manner what impression will I carry. I pushed him back and pleaded him not to do anything like this and requested him a lot.

He stopped and said if I want the question paper at night then don’t stop me from doing it. I was thinking and he again pushed me on the wall and was moving his palms on my breast. I was very afraid. I said to him to stop and not to do anything here in the class.

He stopped and said if he finds a safe place then he will do more bad things. I agreed to him as I do not want to get caught. He took me to the 3rd floor inside the girls’ washroom and locked the main door. He said no staff comes here and all students have left. I was again afraid of him.

He hugged me forcefully to feel my breast and was touching my body parts. I was helpless. He then placed me on the wall and grab my breast and kept feeling and pressing it. I was damn afraid if someone hears our noise. He took me inside the washroom and locked the door.

He smooched me pressing my breast with one hand and rubbing my vagina with the other hand. In some time he started was undressing my top. I was continuously saying no to him. He did not listen and he removed my top and I was standing in a bra in front of him.

He started kissing me on my breast and even opened up my bra. I was covering my breast with my palms. He started kissing me on my nipples and was pressing the other. I never thought I would get into this situation. He again smooched while pressing and pinching my nipples.

After a minute he stopped and started to unbutton my jeans. I was helpless and damn afraid. But he did not stop and he removed my panty as well. I was covering my vagina with my palm. He got down on his knees and dragged my palm from my vagina and started rubbing it.

I never experienced it and had goosebumps all over my body. In some time he started kissing me on my vagina. Later he forced to spread my legs and he started licking my vagina. In some time, I started moaning and enjoying it too but had fear as well.

I was holding his head until he stopped. In some time he stopped and removed his jeans and got his erect dick out. It was the first time for me to see a dick. He made me get on knees and started rubbing his dick on my lips. And said to me to take it in my mouth.

I just removed my tongue a bit and was moving my tongue tip on his dick. He pulled my hairs and pushed his dick deep in my mouth, I was in tears as I had never done this before. I had a very weird feeling while his dick was in my mouth.

Somehow I made comfortable by kicking his dick and he started deepthroating me. I felt like vomiting, he then released me to take a breath and again inserted his dick in my mouth. This time he started fucking my mouth with his dick in some time he released something in my mouth.

I felt uneasy and felt like to vomit. I suddenly spat his sperms out, he again deepthroated and released all his sperms in my mouth and removed his dick. All the sperms were dripping from my mouth and falling all over my breast and stomach even some went inside the stomach.

He said this was for the slap which I gave him. I said to him sorry once again and got up to wear my clothes. He said to me not to wear a bra from tomorrow and wear a sleeveless top. He took my number and waited for me to dress up. I came out and washed my face and rinsed my mouth with water.

He dropped me to the station in his car and I went home. At night I got his messages not to wear a bra and come 2 hours early. He even had questions for the exam for the next day. I prepared my self for the next exam. And slept, in the morning I again got a message to come early.

I had worn a bra and top and went for exam 2 hours early. He called me as I reached. He was in the car, he said to me to sit in the car and he drove to the back road. He parked the car near the end of the road and touched my breast. As he touched my breast he got angry as I was wearing a bra.

He made me remove it. It was so embarrassing to remove my top and bra at that point. Anyhow, I removed my bra completely. And I agreed that I won’t wear it from tomorrow onwards. He started pressing my breast and later inserted his palms inside my top. He was rubbing and pulling my nipples.

In some time, my nipples had an erection. He glided the shoulder bands of my top had and my breast was exposed. He started sucking my nipples and was biting them vigorously. He was sucking my nipples and pressing the other breast. In some time he started stuffing my whole breast in his mouth.

After some time he smooched me holding my breast harder. He broke the kiss and got his erect dick out and made me suck it. But I was not comfortable to suck his dick due to last day’s acts. I said to him that I will not suck now, “But if you want I can try it after the exam.’

He said then after the exam he will take me again but not in the washroom. He mentioned his friend’s home was 5 minutes away from the college. While walking to the examination center I had erect nipples, many boys were staring at my breast.

I was feeling very shy. But I did not think much of it and appeared for the exam. He behaved properly until the exam. As we both left college, he took me to his car and drove me to his friend’s home. The next day was the weekend so he instructed me to tell at my home that I will be late as going to a friend’s house.

So what happened after that? You can read that in the next part. In the meantime, you can drop your feedback on [email protected].

I heard a low whistle, but this was nothing unusual when I took my wife out.

My wife is nothing short of a bombshell. Three years of marriage and a baby had little effect on her perfect figure. In fact she had blossomed into a ravishing beauty of 24 years. Her skinny jeans from our college days were still ok, only a little tight around her shapely ass.

Luckily her pretty boobs had only grown in cup size, to 34D, without sagging a bit. She had grown out her hair to below boob length, getting a haircut only if it was necessary. Standing at five and a half feet, she could be a cover page model, with her big eyes and peachy complexion.

Ayesha was a year senior to me in college, and it had taken the better part of two years to woo her. She had agreed to marry me because I’m a half-foot taller than her and complemented her looks.

She wasn’t a virgin when we started dating. Taking charge of my dick at the very first chance in a hostel room, she had taken my virginity.

I was nervous about this sudden shopping spree. Ayesha was shopping for her first web series. Over the years, many people had suggested that she go for modeling or acting. She had finally built the courage and cleared an audition. The producers had paid her to do her own shopping, so here we were, looking at stores we’d never ventured into.

First on the list was skirts and shorts. A paper in my hand had specific instructions: skirts not longer than 16 inches and shorts 10 inches.

Nervously I asked Ayesha, “Can’t you wear modest clothes?”
“Baby, it’s a web series. People just watch once and forget. It’s no big deal,” she said while selecting a few skirts and moving to the changing rooms.

A young guy opened the door for us and counted the pieces. Ayesha dropped her jeans and stepped into a red micro-mini. It looked shorter than required but no words were coming out of my mouth. Her long waxed legs were on full display and the tight skirt was making her ass an object of desire.

I heard a deep breath and looked over my shoulder to see the trial attendant watching my wife from behind me. His jeans were bulging at the groin and he quickly repositioned his cock.

Strangely, I wasn’t upset but had a hard-on myself. It was as if I was in school, flipping through Penthouse, looking at the picture of a super-hot model.

As soon as I adjusted my dick, I noticed my wife had dropped the skirt and got into a pair of shorts. Every time she was in between skirts, her thong panty was barely hiding her shaved cunt. Had this happened in full view of the attendant? I wasn’t sure, but when I looked over my shoulder, he was still around, acting as if he was picking up clothes.

I’ll let him enjoy his view I thought and got back to the beautiful view of my wife in a pair of white shorts. What made the shorts special was that it looked as if she was only wearing a shirt with nothing under. The shirt covered her shorts completely, showing only the panty line through the shirt.

Ayesha saw me, and the guy behind me. For a moment, everyone froze in their spot. Before she could say anything, the attendant vanished. She just smiled and put her hand on my groin, gently squeezing my dick. “I’ll take care of this later,” she said giving me a pout with her rosy lips.

Next, we went to a designer store to look at crop tops. The paper was clear, off-shoulder or sleeveless tops, with at least one piece showing the waist clearly.

The same story repeated, with me holding the door open and her trying different tops. This time, Ayesha was enjoying the exhibition of her own body. She had on a very small bra, barely covering her boobs. As she opened her shirt, the young attendant boy stood glued to his spot, not even acting like he was doing something.

Ayesha clearly saw him and quietly told me, “This is good practice for my shoot, I’m getting confidence. I won’t be nervous when people look at me.”

I was thinking in my head that this boy is going to jerk off later thinking about my wife. Oddly it didn’t bother me a bit. I would’ve jacked off myself in the mall toilet if I wasn’t married to this sex goddess! I was holding a few clothes in my left hand and rubbing my dick with my right hand under the clothes.

The aisle ended to my right and there was no one on that side. Luckily it was three pm, with hardly any shoppers in sight. I glanced casually over my shoulder and saw the boy had his hand inside his jeans. When I looked back at Ayesha, she winked at me, “Baby I’ll give him a treat. Don’t say anything.”

Her eyes were sparkling with excitement and lust. Slowly she put on a black top showing off 4 inches of her narrow midriff. When she turned around, I heard a sigh from the boy behind. Her flat stomach was displaying a gold stud through the belly button. I was shocked, “When did this happen?” I asked her. “Baby it’s for the series, I’ve been planning for months for this.”

“Is the show over, can we go to the cash register?” I was saying when she took off her top, and with it her bra came off! My wife’s pretty boobs were open in the changing room, one of them covered with her hair and the other fully visible to anyone who walked in at that moment.

The boy suddenly got bolder and stepped forward. He asked Ayesha if she needed different sizes. Ayesha just replied casually that the last one was a bit tight, raising her hand to display her smooth shaved armpit. Then she moved her hair out of the way to display her second boob to the boy while she wore her bra again.

The right boob had a script tattoo under it, it was our baby’s name. But it didn’t matter, it just made her irresistibly hot. We heard a sharp breath and immediately there was a wet patch on the boy’s jeans. Ayesha was smiling. The boy went away and we moved to the next stop.

My wife got a hair spa while I flipped through some magazines. When I looked at her chair, I was surprised. Her stylist was trimming a good two inches of her hair. I decided to keep quiet because I knew she would just repeat that this is for the shoot or something.

I noticed the stylist getting unnecessarily close as he was talking to my wife, almost kissing her cheeks and rubbing his face in her silky hair. He put his hands on her shoulders more than once and bent over her head. He probably had a clear view of her cleavage I thought, getting horny again.

Ayesha’s hand was near her crotch. She would be fingering herself I thought. She was always turned on by a haircut. I saw a text from her that the stylist is gay so I shouldn’t worry. Then I saw them joking and laughing, the stylist squeezed both of Ayesha’s boobs asking her if she had gotten a boob job. She just laughed, telling him not to ask silly questions.

By this time, my mind had stopped working and my dick had started ruling my body.

I saw the stylist make a parting in Ayesha’s hair from the top of her right eyebrow straight across and curving down behind her ear. He took out a straight razor and at first he shaved under her thick brows to shape them. Then he got close and they were talking, their lips almost touching.

Suddenly, he started shaving the parted hair section with his razor. Before I could stop them, there was a white patch on the left side of Ayesha’s head. It was too late. I just watched in a shocked but horny state as he shaved the left side completely and proceeded to shave the tip of her right sideburn at her request.

Then he colored her hair deep violet and did her makeup. After a shampoo, blow-dry and flat iron, Ayesha was looking like a new person who is a total slut. Since there was no going back, I asked the stylist to shave the right sideburn completely to level with her ear. The stylist complied.

Both of Ayesha’s cheeks were clean shaved. Ayesha gave the stylist a tight hug, pressing her boobs on his chest (I knew she did this to pleasure herself). When she tried to kiss his cheek, he surprised her by kissing her squarely on her lips. Although a dry, gay kiss, it gave me an erection thinking that this was almost like a cuckold experience.

One thing was left on her list, so we quickly paid and went to the nearest jewelry shop. Ayesha picked a silver stud and got her left nostril pierced.

After completing her makeover, we had no time to go home, so we drove straight to the hotel for her shoot. As we had reached an hour early, we decided to make the best use of time by immediately undressing and kissing like desperate teenagers.

Soon, we undressed and Ayesha got on top of me. She rode me for a good 10 minutes, until she finally convulsed into a strong orgasm. I pulled her down and put my face in her neck, stroking her constantly. The cocoa butter lotion on her neck was smelling irresistible, I licked her shaved side of her head making her orgasm again.

Then, pulling her hair with my left hand, I buried my face in her yummy neck to cum like a horny bull.

Exhausted we both lay there till the bell rang. Ayesha hurried to the bathroom, picking up her clothes and I quickly got dressed. I was surprised to see two young guys with some camera stands and equipment. They looked familiar and I recollected that they were aspiring artists who lived one floor above us in our building.

“Hi, I’m Rohit. I’m the male lead,” said the handsome looking guy. We shook hands and he introduced me to the cameraman-director in one. Ayesha came out in a semi-decent dress.

It was a romantic scene. At first they exchanged dialogues like girlfriend and boyfriend. It was interesting to watch them, as a third person. Then they were holding hands like new lovers, at which point I was getting horny looking at them. I had butterflies in my stomach like when I saw the gay stylist kissing my wife, and I was enjoying the scene of my wife on the verge to cuck me.

Ayesha came over and asked me if I want to step out for the next scene because it’s a kissing shot. I said I was ok because I guessed they would be kissing with glass in between. Ayesha shook her head sideways and said, “Baby it’s a web series, we don’t have time and editing experience to do all that.”

Her cocoa butter scent was making me so horny all over again. I couldn’t think clearly with her hair in my face but it sank my heart that my sexy wife was going to kiss this hunk in real life. I just asked her to make it quick, pulling a blanket over myself to hide my gradual erection.

As the cameraman was explaining to Rohit how to put his fingers in Ayesha’s hair, I slid my hand inside my jeans to rub my cock.

“I love you,” said Rohit and pulled my wife by her waist with one hand, his other hand was holding her head. She moved forward and tried to kiss on his lips as it was scripted. Rohit meanwhile stuck out his tongue and licked her upper lip, then entered her mouth without invitation and gave a slap on Ayesha’s ass.

Instead of breaking free, Ayesha giggled, gladly accepting his smooch and openly smooched him back. I could see her tongue sticking out many times in between their kissing. Rohit suddenly dropped into the sofa behind him and Ayesha had no other option but to sit down with him. She fell straight into his lap and sat there comfortably without even trying to move away.

Now, Rohit had his hand around Ayesha’s ass. They were getting into a full make-out session when the cameraman called cut. He told them makeout is not in the script but since it started they have to make it look realistic. To make the scene intense he asked Ayesha to remove her bra. She pulled out her bra and threw it aside. Then he got some water from the sink and sprinkled on her shirt making her tits visible.

I could see that Ayesha was still in Rohit’s lap and both were dying to kiss. Still not satisfied, the cameraman went and held both of Ayesha’s nipples in his fingers, rubbing them gently. There was pin-drop silence in the room. The cameraman came back to his position. I saw Ayesha’s tits were hard and sticking out now.

As soon as the cameraman said action, Ayesha pulled Rohit’s mouth towards herself, sticking out her tongue at the same time to receive him.

I had never imagined my wife looked so tempting while kissing. Her deep violet hair was contrasting with her milky white skin. It was too much for any man to resist.

Rohit pulled down on her top, exposing her cleavage. Both his hands we cupping her boobs. He paused for a second and put his face in Ayesha’s cleavage, licking it. Then he readjusted her top and started licking her from her chest down to her belly button.

As if by impulse Ayesha, opened the side zipper of her skirt and opened the front flap, exposing her freshly shaved pussy. Rohit kept licking past the belly button down to her cunt lips and started sucking on them, at the same time inserting his tongue inside her slit.

As Ayesha arched her head back and pressed Rohit’s face into her groin to make him eat her pussy, the cameraman called out cut again.

Rohit tried to get up, but Ayesha said something to him. She quickly removed her top and he sucked both of her tits. She moaned in pleasure, saying, “Ohh Rohit…”

Was this even part of the script, I thought.

As shooting concluded for the day, Ayesha asked everyone to step out so that she could shower and get dressed. All of us went down to the lobby. I sat in the front lounge and ordered a coffee. The cameraman asked me whether I smoked, and when I replied in negative, he went outside to smoke a cigarette.

I imagined Rohit was with him. When he came back and asked me about Rohit, I felt something was fishy. Immediately, I took the elevator and went back to the room. It had been more than 40 minutes since we left- enough time for Rohit to fuck Ayesha, I thought.

Ayesha was standing right near the elevator. When I asked about Rohit, she simply said that he was not with her. “Let’s go down,” she said, slipping her arm into mine and giving me a deep kiss. My eyes were still searching for Rohit when we reached the ground floor and Ayesha walked out.

When we entered the lobby, Rohit came out of another elevator and went to Ayesha. He held her by the waist and smooched her, bidding farewell. I was damn sure that my lovely wife had fucked this actor while I was downstairs.

The next shoot was after one month. This time, my wife had to change her look yet again. Ayesha left on her own and asked me to come directly to the hotel. When I reached the hotel, I saw a stranger who sounded like my wife.

Her hair was cut till below her shoulders, in wavy layers. She had cut her bangs and her violet hair had been colored black with purple highlights. Her nose had a silver ring now. The most striking feature was that she had tanned three shades darker, to a reddish brownish color. I immediately wanted to fuck her but I had to wait because the shooting had started.

This time, the lighting was dark. Ayesha was wearing a one-piece black dress and sitting next to Rohit. After some dialogues, they started their usual make-out session, with more intensity than ever. Rohit was freely pressing Ayesha’s ass and kissing her like she was his property!

They got lost in the flow and Rohit quickly dropped his pants. Ayesha took his cock in her rosy lips and started sucking it like a lollipop. I couldn’t believe how horny it was making me to look at her. I took out my dick and started wanking.

Then Rohit lifted my wife’s mini-dress, and she wasn’t wearing panties under the dress. He inserted his fat cock into her bald pussy without waiting for her confirmation. With the force of his penetration, his dick went all the way inside and Ayesha let out a shout. He started fucking her with full force.

Rohit was handling my wife’s light frame like she were a doll, holding her ass up with his hands as he stormed her from below.

Watching my wife’s climax scenes, I rubbed my cock even faster. Soon, Rohit pulled out his cock as he was about to cum and drained his load on Ayesha’s face. Ayesha licked the cum and rubbed some onto her boobs. The cameraman said cut and started clapping.

Rohit said something in Ayesha’s ear and she nodded. The camera guy replaced Rohit on the sofa and gave my wife a tight hug with his face in her neck smelling her irresistible scent. He was an average looking guy, clean shaved, and not much taller than my wife.

Ayesha slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled her dress down below her boobs. The cameraman started sucking and playing with her tits. He had slowly dropped his pants and was rubbing his small dick on her shaved pussy. She took it with one hand and pushed it inside her cunt.

The cameraman mounted her since he couldn’t handle her in his lap, he bent down in missionary style. After fucking her for less than three minutes he came inside her hot pussy. Watching my sweet wife fucking in different positions reminded me of how lucky I was, to get this sweet pussy every day.

Both the guys thanked Ayesha, packed up, and left.

Ayesha was glowing like a princess after getting fucked by two guys. She was ecstatic.

Her sexy hair, her eyes, boobs, and figure, everything is made for sex, I thought to myself.

She took a quick shower and came back. “Baby, they paid me two lacs for two episodes. I had to make them happy,” she said holding my throbbing dick.

“It didn’t look like you’re after the money,” I said, catching her by her hair, and pulled her into bed.