Author: admin

Hello, My Dear Readers. Thank you for the positive comments on the first part of the story. As you can see, this is a slow story. It is told at a very leisurely pace, similar to my earlier attempt, Mallu MILF Asha. I hope you like it.

This is an immediate continuation, and reading the first part may make this more enjoyable. The story is narrated by Lakshmi herself.

Happy Reading!

“Have a look at this,” my son, Madhav, said, in a very blunt tone, handing over a photo, from inside his wardrobe, to Virat.

“Shit. Bro. Your mom looks exactly like Angel Liya. And, she also has everything that makes Angel the most wanted MILF. Fuck. But how did you even manage to get this photo in the first place?” Virat asked, not taking his eyes off the photo.

My shameless perverted son had, without any hesitation, handed over a photo of his own mother, for his friend to happily lust at. I had no idea about the picture he had secretly hidden and now shared with his friends.

But I knew I was very angry at what he had done. He had crossed the limit. There was just no need for him to do that.

“Man. This is unbelievable. Is the woman we just saw in the yellow kurti, the real Angel Liya? Or, should I ask if the slutty bitch riding the hard cocks, in all these porn videos, is your mom?! Hahaha! How did you get this picture, man? Look at your mom’s tits. Begging to be groped.”

Roshan said this to my son, seeing my photo, further making me feel humbled. But also more curious to know which photo of mine was being ogled at by his friends.

“Well. We are glad you had this photo of your mom with you. This is good enough to nut for a whole month. Look at those horny eyes!” Roshan made sure he made me feel completely degraded, as my own son, Madhav, only gleed.

Mrinal: Maddy. You always told us your mom was hot. But, we never thought she was this fucking hot!

Virat: So true, brother. The very first view I had of her, I felt my dick leak. But, after seeing this photo, ‘a proper milf who deserves a good pounding’ is the only way how I would like to define her.

Roshan: Maybe she already is getting laid with her young lovers.

Ajit: Poor your horny mom, Maddy. Cannot bring her studs home today, because her son is here. Haha!

Virat: But that is no problem. Her son has come home with 4 thick pricks to fill her in all possible ways she can think of.

Mrinal: Hahaha! Exactly. Such a hot mom.

I was furious, listening to what they had to say about me. And even more frustrated, seeing my son enjoying the explicit being showered on me. I was fuming, and I wanted to see the picture he gave them, just then. I wanted to know when he managed to click it.

And, I was trying to get a better view inside the room, getting myself closer towards the window. Then I noticed the size of their meat for the first time. I knew they were naked and had their penis exposed. But not once had I even felt like looking down at their genitals.

This was a purely accidental move from me, and nothing like what the boys planned and later executed. But, I could not stop admitting I was amused. I was already tired of everything happening around me. Though I felt thrilled to an extent, it also left me equally exhausted.

They all had cocks that were at least 7 inches in length and were very erect. They were all very easily bigger than my husband, Gopal, and their heavy balls looked filled with their thick loads.

I was surprised to see that my son was not only as long as them, but also thicker than all of them. It was indeed news, considering the fact that his dad had a penis that was 5 inches long, on his best days, but very very thin.

“What am I doing?!” I felt ashamed of myself for checking out the sizes of my own son, and boys just half my age. I felt worn out until something even more awful caught my attention.

“I am going to cover this hot MILF in my white sauce!” Virat almost proclaimed, before starting the act.

“Shit! No. No. Not this… Please… Just not this…” I said to myself, looking at what Virat was getting himself ready for. I could not believe it and felt already embarrassed. He was stroking his excited cock looking at my photo.

I had heard and read about so many instances of perverted men leaving their dirty stains over the photos of women in movie posters, advertisements, and even pages in the magazines. But, I had never ever thought a day would come where I would be at the receiving end of a cum tribute, and worse in front of my own eyes.

Virat, for a second, held the printed photo high in the air, in a position that helped his lust for my assets with greater vigor. And in the process helped me finally see the photo. I finally saw the photo of mine that they had, or rather the photo of mine my son happily gave them.

“Why did he keep it hidden? How did he get it? Who shot the picture?” I had asked this to myself a thousand times over the last few minutes.

But, one look at the photo, and I had all the answers to my questions. Because I knew it was I, myself, who gave him the opportunity to have this photo. I let him have it.

It was definitely a photo shot by my own son. And, also, I was posing for him. But, this was not what it was meant for. I did not let him click a picture of mine for him and his friends to find satisfaction with.

Not only was he misusing his own mother’s picture. He was also breaking the trust she had on him. I still remember how I posed for him, that day, after dressing up for the family get-together.

It was a purple-colored knee-length designer kurti that covered me. I had got it stitched just for the function. I looked very beautiful in it. There was no denying that. But, I also looked voluptuous.

The measurements had all gone wrong. It was a little too tight around my waist, and also made my bust look even bigger. I did feel it when I put it on. But did not expect it to make me appear so inviting until my son showed me the picture he clicked.

The dress looked very, very tight on me, and my boobs looked like fighting to pop out. I looked extremely vulgar. I felt I looked a little too teasing, which was unacceptable according to my standards.

“I should have tried it earlier. I just cannot go for the function dressed like this,” I clearly remember telling Madhav. I also asked him to delete the picture as I walked back to my room to change.

But he did not. He just did not delete his mother’s enticing picture. He kept it on his phone. He got the image printed. And, he hid the photo in his wardrobe. And, he now also offered it to his friends.

Not only did he dare to save his mother’s improper picture for his later ‘needs’, but he had also taken the effort to make her look even dirtier in the photo. I could make out looking at what Virat had in his hand.

It was not the original picture. It was a well thought and well-edited image. It was remade to suit his cravings. The focus was clearly on my breasts, and he had also zoomed in from the original picture he showed me that day. The work he did on the software easily made my tits look even more huge.

The angle he shot the picture had already made sure my melons were the center of attraction, and the final picture was exactly like the boys described it. I looked cheap and slutty. And, waiting to be groped.

I felt so devastated. I could no longer feel my breath. I could only wish this was never happening. But, my turmoil had not even begun!

Virat: Fucker. Don’t tell me. Fuck. Hahahaa!

Ajit: What is it, you dumb ass? Get done with it fast. I cannot wait to shoot my load on that whore mom!

Virat: Hahaha. Guys. Just look at this, guys.

Mrinal: What is it?

Virat: There are already stains of cum in this photo. This fucking bastard has been ejaculating on his mother for like ages. Hahaha.

Roshan: Fuck! Hahaha! So, it is no wonder that he gives cum tributes to the women we show him on Facebook and Instagram, without any hesitation.

Mrinal: Especially the women in our family.

Roshan: Especially our moms! Hahaha!

Ajit: I am glad you said that. The load he gave your Asha Mummy was the biggest I had ever seen.

Virat: I am sorry if I sound a little too rude. But anybody would give that to Asha Aunty. That is, in fact, the least one would want to do to her. Cover her in sticky spunk.

Mrinal: Asha Aunty is so hot, man. Her face alone makes me cum.

Roshan: Hahaha. My mom always finds her way into every sleazy conversation we have.

Virat: Oh, yes. But, let us not take the spotlight away from the man of the moment. Our dear Maddy, here, has just proved again that he is an expert in giving these lovely tributes!

Ajit: Hahaha. All thanks yo his hot slut mother!

Madhav: I was thinking about why you haven’t noticed it already.

Virat: Bloody motherfucker! You have been jizzing on her pictures all this while, and you only look pleased we found that out.

Ajit: You never told us your attraction towards your mother was at its peak, bro. We had no clue you were well on the way to make a move on her.

Virat: Fuck, yes. If he had given us the slightest of hints, we would have banged his curvy yummy mummy right in front of him, the very moment we set foot into the house. Maybe we would have visited her long before.

Mrinal: Maybe we would all have already fucked her, countless times, filling her holes in positions yet to be discovered.

Roshan: Maybe we would have even made her son pimp his mom. Well, of course, we don’t mind spending a hundred rupees on a dirty hairy cunt, do we? Hahaha!

I was not just embarrassed now. I felt completely traumatized. I felt ashamed of myself. But not just because of what I heard them say. But, also because I was back to feeling aroused. And, I hated myself for it.

My son, Madhav, had a sly smile throughout, listening to them. He only looked more gratified, seeing Virat bring my photo closer to his penis to ejaculate over it.

It had only been very little time since I had found out and confirmed my son was sexually attracted to me. But I just did not want to believe it. I just could not get in terms of the fact that he was lusting for me all this time.

And, more importantly, I could not convince myself how evil his want to see his own mother objectified was. I never felt it. Not even the smallest of hints. I never knew he was capable of imagining his own mother as any other woman who would give him sensual happiness.

I always felt my son shared everything with me. I felt he told me everything that happened in college. I felt he shared with me everything about his friends. I never knew that one day he would share me, his own mother, with his friends.

And, it was not because I was a naive woman. It was not because I knew nothing about incest. Or, the bigger sins that followed. It was because I loved him. It was because I trusted him.

Incest was a topic that had started to be very commonly discussed in the Whatsapp group that had my female classmates from college. I felt disgusted each time they brought it up.

Even though it was always the negative side of the strange phenomenon that was being talked about, I still felt it was an unnecessary topic. “Who would ever want to fuck his own mother?!” I always thought. At-least I was always sure my boy would never even think about it.

But my own son’s physical inclination towards his mother had already begun, well before. And, I had no idea about it, even as he continued to empty his balls thinking of me.

And, when I finally knew about it, it was not just my son finding pleasure at my expense. Still, his friends, too, took turns shooting their seeds for me, talking dirty, and humiliating me, in my own house!

To Be Continued.

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

Hello ISS readers. It is Rohit back here, M 20 Chennai. Thank you for your overwhelming response to my previous story, ‘Mom’s One Night Stand After The Party’. I got a lot of appreciation through my mail and hangouts. Thank you, ISS.

This story is also about my mom. This one is partially true, and the rest of the events are fictional. If you haven’t read my first story, kindly check it in my id and then read this one for a better experience. I’ll add my family details, mom’s looks, and body characteristics here too for the comfort of new readers.

This is a long story, as I always like to explain every detail in my story. Detailing makes everything perfect. This incident happened a few months before the party’s one-night stand.

My family consists of 3 members – dad, mom, and me. Dad is a marine engineer. So it’s rare to see him at home for 7-8 months in a year. My mom’s name is Aishwarya. She is 42 years old and a fair looking woman. 5’9ft, and 57 kgs. She’s a fit lady with a flat stomach.

She’s a fitness freak who works out in the gym and does yoga regularly. She looks almost like actress Tamanna in terms of color, height, and body. But her breasts are perfect. Mom’s vital stats are 34-30-36. Which makes a lot of guys in my locality and public places to stare at her.

The young guys stare at her when she comes back from the gym wearing a fitted top and a skin fit gym pant. She was raised in Bangalore and worked in the IT field. So she’s a modern woman in thoughts and traditional in terms of dressing. She used to wear sarees mostly.

But if she’s going for parties and grand functions, she’ll wear sarees like sleeveless ones. As she’s fit with a flat stomach, she always wears saree below her navel.

It was a dry week for me as all my friends were busy in college. I was on my one-week suspension from college for involving in malpractice during my exam. Mom asked me to join her for shopping, thinking it would make me feel better. I had nothing else to do that day.

I went with her by driving the car, and after 30 minutes, we reached her shopping destination. (The newly opened famous mall in Chennai). She was really happy that I came with her as I usually won’t join mom for shopping or anything.

She was wearing a light gold chiffon saree and a sleeveless blouse that revealed her curves. I could see many guys in the mall staring at her assets. So I maintained a bit distance with my mom to feel less awkward. She took me to an H&M store and started looking for outfits.

Within a few minutes, she didn’t care about me. I got to know that women forget what world they’re in when they are shopping. I found an empty black sofa and sat there, which was very near to the women’s innerwear section.

Mom took a round around the store and came to the innerwear section. Unlike other normal dress shops, clothing shops in malls usually have an open inner and lingerie section. They display and hang all types of inners on their stands, just like other outfits.

I realized that mom came here to purchase inners for her and not other outfits. Watching mom looking at the inners and lingerie there, a salesman in his early 30’s attended her by introducing himself as Venkat. He started to display whatever she asked him.

He was occasionally staring at mom’s armpits, which were totally revealed in her sleeveless blouse and her navel as she tucked it in low. I was trying to be casual there by checking out my phone and peeking on the guy too. Mom was looking a bit modern. So he suggested she buy the new collection of bra, panty set which was looking hot.

Venkat: Mam, I can see that you’re looking for something good and comfortable. But I would like to suggest you try our new collection here. I’m sure it will suit you well, and you will feel more comfortable.

Mom: Thank you, but I think these collections would suit some model or a much younger person than me. I’m old for these types of inners.

Mom laughed after saying this to him.

Venkat: Yeah, mam, you’re right. These collections are tailor-made for models and young ladies. But I don’t think you’re lesser than them. These types will suit you, and you will look exactly how it would look on those models. (by pointing out a hot model in the big display board).

Mom: (smiled at him) Thank you for the compliment. But I’m looking for normal ones, so maybe I’ll try it later.

Venkat: Your choice, mam, I’m sure you know what’s best for you.

Mom was thinking for a while. I can see she was in a dilemma. She chose a very normal looking bra and billed it. Mom remembered that she came with her son only after billing and made a hand signal from the billing area.

I got up thinking weird that, ‘Why the fuck did she come here to buy a single bra? That, too, a very basic one?’ Mom and I started walking out of the H&M store, and she wasn’t looking normal. She was constantly thinking about something in her mind.

After a few minutes of walking in the mall, we came across a Calvin Klein store. It had a super hot huge display board of Disha Patani wearing a black bra and panty, which most of you would have seen on her Instagram. Mom stopped for a while after seeing the display board and went inside the Calvin Klein store

Seeing her going inside, I too followed her. The store looked very posh, and the prices of every product were damn high. The store had only one guy there who was in his mid 20’s looking fair and smart.  Mom was looking at the inner sets there, which looked kinda hot.

The guy was constantly checking out mom’s armpits and her ass secretly while speaking on his phone. He came to us, introducing himself as Vinay, and asked what we’re looking for.  Mom was totally into looking at those hot CK inners. Mom was looking modern and spoke to Vinay in a very friendly way.

Vinay: Mam, the collections which you’re looking for here are a bit old and pretty much normal. I can show you some new collections which are currently in the trend now. You can see the picture of Disha Patani wearing it on our display board outside.

Mom: Yeah, I saw that. It looked great.

Vinay: Let me show you, mam. Please come with me.

Mom followed Vinay, and they stopped near me. I was watching them like I don’t give a damn at what they’re doing. He took out a few sets of inners, and all of them were looking hot. Now I got their attention and started looking at them more consciously.

He showed mom a red bra and panty, which was exactly what Disha Patani wore and uploaded on her Instagram. He took another black set, which was on the display board with Disha. Watching this made mom’s face filled with happiness, but she was not 100% sure about buying them.

Mom: Do you think these types will suit me, Vinay?

Vinay: I’m pretty much sure, mam. I only suggest things which would suit the customer. If you’re in a dilemma, you can try it in the trail room and then decide on your own.

Mom said ok and took the black set with her to the trail room. Vinay was checking out mom’s perfect ass, which was bouncing while she walked. The store was still empty, and no one seemed to visit there. Even the mall was less crowded as it was a weekday.

The salesman was standing at the path of the trail room area, and I was sitting a few steps behind him. Mom opened the door and stood near the door entrance

Mom: Does it suit me, Vinay?

Both me and Vinay were shell shocked as she was looking super hot in that one. The black bra had a very low neck, and the cup size was small, exposing 75% of her boobs. It was literally squeezing her boobs. The panty was so tight as fuck, and as the cloth length at the back was less and tight.

The panty was almost tucked inside her ass cheeks, revealing 80% of her ass. Since she was wearing her high heels, her ass looked a bit stiffer, making the panty to get inside her ass cheeks more. Both me and Vinay were silent without uttering a word.

Mom: Vinay? Did you hear me? Does it suit me well?

Vinay: It looks perfect on you, mam. I told you already about this.

Mom: But the panty is tight, making it to tuck Inbetween my butt cheeks. Is that normal for this one?

Vinay: Yeah, mam, this collection is actually a hot one, mam. I’m sure it should be tucked inside your butt. To be honest, that panty is lucky to be tucked inside your ass.

I got shocked after hearing him, but mom smiled at him, which made him even more comfortable with her. He had that red bra and panty set on his hands.

Vinay: I hope you will like this too, mam, actually this one is my perfect suggestion for you. Here you go, try this too.

Mom got the red inner set from him and went inside the trail room. Within a few minutes, the door opened. We both were looking anticipated to witness her in that one. She came out and stood near the door like before. She was looking like a bombshell in this one being hotter than the previous one.

The striking red color made her look fucking hot. The bra was almost the same as the previous one revealing 75% of her boobs. But this red panty was even tighter than the black one. It was so tight which made her pussy outline visible over the panty.

We both were shell shocked seeing her. I’m sure Vinay would have got a boner seeing her.

Mom: This looks good too, but it’s tighter than the previous one, Vinay. You can see it in the panty.

Saying this, mom turned around and showed her back. Damn, her ass was totally exposed, which made me get a boner too lol.

Vinay: That’s not a problem mam, it’s easily adjustable.

Saying this, to my shock, he went near mom. Even without asking her. Vinay placed his hands on my mom’s ass, spreading her ass cheeks wide and adjusted the cloth. I thought my mom will feel embarrassed or even warn him, but she smiled at him casually.

Vinay: It looks better now.

Mom: Yeah, Vinay, it’s better than before. But it’s still tight, to be honest, I don’t think this one will suit me, and I don’t have any experience wearing these types.

Vinay: No, mam, I’m sure this looks perfect on you. This doesn’t need any experience. Let me adjust them for you, mam, please get inside the trail room.

Mom turned and went inside the trail room. Damn with those high heels, and her ass was hot as hell. Vinay went inside the room after her and left the door open. I badly wanted to see what’s happening there. So I got up from the chair and went near the trail room but not in front of it.

I was standing at a distance from the room door. I can see both of them in the large mirror on the opposite wall, which reflects all the trail rooms.

Vinay: How do you want me to adjust this mam? Where is it tight?

Mom: The whole bra and panty are very tight, Vinay.

I was filled with much anticipation to know what the stranger guy is going to do!

I will tell you the details in the next part. In the meantime, you can send your comments and feedback to [email protected].

Hello dosto, mera naam Vikas hai aur main Bareli ka rehne wala hoon. Dosto, aaj ki yeh kahani aaj se 10 saal purani hai. Tab main 23 ka tha. Meri job ek govt bank mein lagi thi aur pehli posting ke taurpe mujhe ek gaon ki branch mein bheja gaya.

Maine ek ghar rent pe liya tha, gaon se thoda dor. Gaon mein jab maine apni naukri join ki, toh maine dekha ki waha koi school nahi tha aur log padhna-likhna nahi jante the. Yeh dekhke mujhe bura laga aur maine socha ki kyu na main bachcho ko padhane lagu.

Iss soch ke saath maine shaam ke time bachcho ko padha shuru kiya. Sab badhiya chal raha tha. Kuch hi mahino mein, kafi bachche mere paas padhne aa gaye the. 4 saal ki umar se leke 17 ki umar tak ke bachche mere paas aate. Aise hi karte 6 mahine beet gaye.

Ek din, ek 12 saal ki bachchi, jiska naam Radha hai, mere paas aayi aur boli ki uski maa aur uski 2 badi behane padhna chahti hai. “Theek hai, Bulalo unhe bhi. Padhai toh achchi cheez hai,” maine kaha.

“Par teacher ji. Woh chahti hai ki aap mujhe aur mere pariwar ko alagse padhaye. Woh kya hai ki gaon ke log humse dur rehna chahte hai thoda,” Radha ne kaha.

Maine thoda soocha aur fir haan bol diya. Maine unhe raat ko 8:30 baje ka time diya. Agle din, Radha aur uska pariwar mere ghar aaya. Radha ki 2 badi behane thi aur 2 chhoti. Uski 2 chhoti behane pahale se hi mere se padh rahi thi. Ab uski maa aur 2 badi behane bhi aa gayi.

Radha ki maa ka naam Sheela hai. Uska sabse badi behan ka naam hai Radhika, dosri ka naam Jagriti, tisri thi Radha khud, chauthi ka naam hai Mala, aur pachwi ka naam hai Ekta. Radha ke pita ki maut ho chuki thi kuch saal pehle. Aur uske ghar mein uski maa aur behano ke alawa koi nahi tha.

Uski maa widhwa thi aur usne koi bhi ladke ko janam nahi diya tha. To gaon wale usse buri nazar se dekhte aur unhe gaon se thoda bahar rehna padta. Dekhne mein Radha, uski maa, aur uske sabhi behane kafi sundar thi. Par woh bechari kafi gareeb thi.

Radha ki maa, Sheela, tab 38 saal ki thi aur uski sabse badi behan, Radhika, 19 ki. Uski dosri badi behan 18 ki thi. Maine padhana shuru kiya. Padhate padhate 10 baj gaye. Kyuki raat kafi ho gayi thi toh maine unse kaha ki woh mere paas hi khana khale. Uske baad main unhe ghar chhod dunga.

Sharmate hue woh maan gayi. Raat ko, takreeban 11 baje, maine unhe apni car se unke ghar chhod diya. Woh ek chhote se jhopde mein rehti thi. Uske baad main wapas aa gaya.

Agle 8 aur mahine beet gaye. Aise hi chalta raha. Radha aur uska pariwar mere paas raat ko padhne aata, mere saath khana khata aur uske baad main unhe chhodne jata.

Ek din, achanak, unke gharse koi nahi aaya. Jab 2 din tak koi nahi aaya toh main unke ghar gaya. Maine unki jhopdi ke darwaze pe knock kiya. Radha ne darwaza khola. Woh kafi pareshan lag rahi thi.

“Radha, kya hua? Tum sab 2 din se aaye kyu nahi class mein?” maine poocha.

Radha mere seene se lipat gayi aur rone lagi. Maine usse goodh mein utha liya aur chup karane laga.

“Kya hua? Kyu ro rahi ho?” maine poocha.

Rote hue usne bataya ki uski sabse badi behan, Radhika ki shadi hone wali thi. Par dahej poora na hone ki wajah se uski shadi last minute pe toot gayi. Uss sadme mein usne suicide karne ki koshish ki. Woh bach gayi par hospital mein thi.

Radha aur uski 2 chhoti behano ko leke main hospital gaya, Radhika ko dekhne. Woh bechari kafi nirash, hatash, bed pe padi thi. Koi bhi doctor usse dekhne nahi aa raha tha. Uski maa aur dosri behan bed ke side mein baithe the. Doctor se baat kare, main un sabko apne ghar le aya.

Ghar aake bhi woh theek nahi hui. Radhika bohut hi udaas rehti thi. 3 din baad, usne firse suicide ki koshish ki par humne usse rok liye. Mujhse uski halat dekhi nahi gayi. Aur usse uski udasi se bahar nikalne ke liye maine usse shadi ka prastav rakha.

Woh hairani se meri taraf dekhne lage. Maine unhe yakeen dilaya ki mujhe dahej nahi chahiye. Sharmate hue Radhika ne haan boldi. Woh kafi khush thi isse. 1 mahine baad humari shadi ho gayi. Radhika aur uska pariwar mere saath rehne laga.

Mere ghar mein 2 bedroom the. Ek mein main aur Radhika the aur dosre mein Radhika ki maa aur uski 4 behane. Humari suhagraat thi. Radhika ki maa aur uski Behane apne kamre mein thi aur main aur Radhika apne. Woh sharmati hue, saari mein lipti, bed par thi.

Main uske paas gaya aur usske gaalo par kiss kiya. Woh bohut hi sharma gayi. Maine fir uske haath par kiss kiya. Woh nazre jhukake muskurai.

“Radhika, tumhe pata hai ki shadi ke baad kya hota hai,” maine kaha.

Usne apna sar haan mein hilaya.

“Kya hota, batao zara?” maine kaha.

“Ji… Ji mujhe sharam aati hai,” Radhika sharmate hue boli.

“Sharam kaisi. Main toh tumhara pati hoon ab. Pati se kya sharmana,” maine dheeme se kaha.

“Ji, woh…” itna bolke uske apna chehra mere seene mein chhupa liya.

“Achcha suno, film dekhogi?” maine kaha.

“Ji, teek hai,” usne jawab diya.

Maine apna mobile nikala aur uspe ek porn film lagayi. Maine headphone uske kaan mein lagaye aur mobile uske haath mein de diya. Maine usse kaha tha ki jab tak film poori na ho jaye, dekhna baand mat karna. Woh bholi bhali ladki dekhti rahi.

Jaise jaise porn movie play hoti rahi, Radhika garam hone lagi. Main uske peeche baitha tha aur uske kandhe ke uparse uss dekh raha tha. Unse apna ek haath saari ke andar daal diya aur apni chut ko deeme se sehlane lagi. Jab movie khatam hui toh maine poocha, “Kaisi lagi?”

“Ji… achchi lagi,” usne sharmate hue kaha.

“Aisa try karna hai,” maine dheeme se poocha. Usne apna sar haan mein hilaya. “Toh bolo karne ke liya,” maine kaha.

“Ji… ji kariye,” Radhka boli.

“Kya karu?” maine poocha.

“Ji, yahi,” Radhika boli.

“Yahi kya?”

“Ji mujhe sharam aati hai.”

“Agar karna hai toh bolo ki ‘mujhe chodiye’,” maine haste hue kaha.

“Ji… ji mujhe chodiye,” Radhika bade dheeme se boli.

“Mujhe sunai nahi diya. Zor se bolo. Chillake,” maine kaha.

“Ji… koi sun lega,” Radhika ne kaha. Maine gusse se uski taraf dekha. Woh dar gayi aur mera kaha maan liya. “Ji, mujhe chodiye,” Radhika chillake boli. main khush ho gaya aur usse kiss kiya. Maine uski saari kholdi aur usse alag fek diya. Fir maine uska blouse aur petticoat bhi hata diya.

Ab woh mere samne poori nangi thi. Uski badi badi chuchiya toh keher dha rahi thi. Maine uske haath uske chehre par se hataye aur usse kiss karne laga. Thodi der baad, maine bhi apni saare kapde utar diye aur apna lund uske haath mein de diya. Porn film ki tarah, woh meri lund ko chusne lagi.

“Radhika, kya mast chus rahi ho tum,” maine kaha. Maine uske baal pakde aur mouthfucking karne laga. 15 minute ke baad main uske muh mein jhad gaya. Usne mera saara ras pee liya aur muskurane lagi. Fir maine usse leta diya. Uski taange failadi aur uski chut chatne laga. Thodi der baad woh tadapne lagi.

Main 20 minutes tak uski chut chatta raha. Ab mera lund firse khada ho gaya tha. Maine apna lund Radhika ki chut pe tikaya aur andar dalne ki koshish karne laga. Uski chut tight thi. Woh bilkul bhi nahi chudi thi. Mere lund lagate hi woh thoda hili. Par main bhi kaha manne wala tha.

Maine ek zor dar dhakka diya aur apna lund uski chut mein dal diya. “Dard ho raha hai ji. Nikaliye bahar. Nahi saha ja raha hai, ji. Bahar nikaliye,” Radhika rote hue chillayi. Uski aankho se aaso tapak rahe the.

“Ro mat jaan, thodi der mein sab theek ho jayega aur tumhe achcha lagne lagega,” maine kaha aur usko kiss kiya. Main thodi der ruka raha, uski chut mein lund dale. Jab uska dard thoda kum hua toh maine dhakke dene shuru kiya. Dheere dheere, Radhika ko maza aane laga.

Maine apni speed badha di. Ab main usse tez tez chodne laga. Woh aur tez chillane lagi. “Chodiye mujhe. chodiye mujhe,” chillaye ja rahi thi. 30 minutes ki chudai ke baad, main uske andar jhad gaya. Jhadne ke baad main uske upar let gaya aur uski chuchiya chusne laga.

“Kaisa laga Radhika?” maine poocha.

“Bohut achcha ji,” Radhika boli. “Mujhe firse chodiye ji. Mujhe har roz chodiye.”

Main hass pada. Uss raat maine Radhika ko 4 baar choda. Agli subha, hume uthne mein thodi der ho gayi. Meri sasuma ne nashta bana diya tha. Main table pe baith gaya aur thodi der baad, Radhika bhi taiyar hoke aa gayi. Usne saari paheni thi. Woh mere bagal mein aake baith gayi.

Meri sasuma meri taraf muskurake dekh rahi thi. Unke chere par ajeeb si khushi thi. Main samajh gaya tha ki inhe apni beti ki awaaz sunai de gayi thi raat mein. Jab Radhika aayi, toh maine table ke neeche se uski saari mein haath daal diya aur uski chut sehlane laga.

Ek haath se main uske chut sehla raha tha aur dosre se paratha kha raha tha. Thodi der baad Radhika garam hone lagi. Uske muh se “Ahh,” ki awaz aa rahi thi.

“Kya hua didi? Aap theek toh ho?” Jagriti ne poocha.

“Haan, theek hoon,” Radhika siskiya lete hue boli.

“Toh didi, aap aise kyu chilla rahi ho jaise dard ho raha ho apko,” Jagriti ne poocha.

“Shaadi ke baad, ladkiya aisi awaaz nikalti hai jab woh khush hoti hai. Kyu damad ji,” sasuma boli.

“Ji sasuma,” maine haste hue kaha,

Radhika chilla padi aur kursi se thoda sa uthne ko hui. Maine usse baitha diya haath pakadke.

“Damad ji, main zara dukan tak ja rahi hoon, rashan lene, aur inn chaaro ko bhi saath leja rahi hoon. Aap aur Radhika apna kaam araam se kariyega. Hume kafi waqt lagega,” sasuma boli aur muskurayi.

Unhone ek bada sa thaila liye aur baki chaaro ladkiyo ke saath chali gayi. Maine fauran darwaza band kiya aur Radhika ko baaho mein bhar liya.

“Aap bhi na. Sabke samne shuru ho gaye. Kya sochenge sab,” Radhika boli.

“Kal tumne hi toh kaha tha, ki main tumhe roz chodu. Toh ab kya?” maine kaha.

“Ji, mera matlab yeh thodi tha ki sabke samne,” Radhika boli.

“Yaar, ab ghar mera, biwi meri, lund mera, toh main kahi bhi aur kabhi bhi chodunga,” maine kaha aur uski saari utaardi. Ek ek karke maine uske saare kapde utar diye aur usse poora nanga kar diye.

Bina time lagaye, maine usse table par letaya aur apne bhi saare kapde nikal diye. Maine apna lund ek hi jhatke mein uski chut mein ghusa diya aur zorse chodne laga. Maine apni speed aur badhadi. Uski chuchiya aagey-peeche ghoom rahi thi.

“Radhika, tumhe mera lund pasand hai,” maine kaha.

“Ji, bohut pasand hai aapka lund,  chodiye mujhe aise hi chodiye, har roz,” Radhika boli.

20 minutes ke baad, main uske andar jhad gaya. Uski maa poore 4 ghante baad ayi. Uss 4 ghanto mein maine Radhika ko bohut choda. Maine usse table par, sofa par, kitchen mein, bed par, bathroom mein, har jagah choda aur ab har roz chodta hoon.

Hello, My Dear Readers. This is the second story from me, having the lock-down and quarantine period as a part of the premise. I do have a few more planned and will be publishing them in the coming weeks.

The following is the first among the many letters a son sends to his naive Indian mom during his isolation period. He was quarantined in the special ward of a private hospital in Delhi.

The letters that had only a very small chance of reaching his mother. They were ones that should have never been written, never been sent, never been received, and never been read.

Happy Reading!

Dear Mom,

I hope you are doing good. I don’t know what will happen to me. I don’t know if I will ever be allowed to leave from the hospital. It has been a lot of days since I have been here, and nobody seems to know when I can get out of here.

I don’t know if you will ever get this letter. But, there is a confession I want to make. I want to tell you something I did not tell you all this while. I think this is the right time!

4 years ago, on the night before Parvati’s wedding, it wasn’t Tarun who groped you and tried to physically own you. It was me, Mom. It was your very own son who tried to shamelessly fulfill his sinful desire.

I am sorry, Mom. Please forgive me. I just could not hold myself back, Mom. I had been lusting for you since the day I saw you naked in the shower. I could never forget that sight of yours.

The lust I had for you grew with me. That night, when I heard you tell Dad you were going to have a quick bath, I could not resist sneaking into your room. I only wanted to see you wet and naked as you came out of the shower.

But, when I saw you come out of the bathroom, wearing your red-colored low-neck blouse and black petticoat. I could only let myself be taken over by my evil cravings.

I knew it was the same blouse you wore the day I saw you in the nude. I knew it was also the same piece of fabric you used to desperately, and unsuccessfully, cover your modesty when you stood in shock. I opened the door to the bathroom.

You told me it was okay. You told me you believe it was a mistake. You told me I should just convince myself it never happened. You were right. I really had no idea you were inside. And, I knew it was accidental. It was a genuine mistake And, I also knew you were not angry at me.

But after it happened, I just could not stop thinking about your bare body. We always managed to never let anybody know about the incident. We always managed to never have any sort of uneasy situations. But, I just could never forget that day.

Mom, I always carried the memory with me. In fact, I always cherished the moment. And, that eventful night, when I saw you in the very same blouse, I felt I had to see you without it, too, one more time. I just could not stop myself from wanting to take it off your body.

I just could not stop myself from wanting more than what I had come for. I lost all the control I had over my mind. All I knew was that I had to have you right there if I did not want to lose my sanity. I never was in a position to think about the consequences.

I let my wicked cravings use my body. I am just sorry. I regret it. But, apologies is all that I can do now, Mom. I always wanted to tell this to you, Mom. But, I never had the guts to. I was scared seeing Tarun being disowned. He was everybody’s favorite until then.

The eldest among the cousins, everybody, including me, looked up to him. I was just too startled after seeing him being asked to leave the house.

And, the fact I had managed to mercilessly tear open a lot of your thin satin blouse. I also got myself just inches away from entering your vagina, within those few seconds. It made me believe you would never forgive me if I told you the truth.

I was sure you would never be ready to accept an animal like me as your son. But, now, I have to tell you this. I want you to know it was me. I want you to know it was I who tried to steal your purity. It was I who tried to defile you.

And since I am making this confession, I also feel I should tell you everything about it. Everything I wanted to do to you. Once I decided to make a move on you. Everything I wanted to do to you after I had you topless.

I was going to penetrate you, Mom. I was going to fuck you. I was not just going to make you spread your legs for me. I was also going to destroy your holes I wanted to own you. That is how badly I wanted to be inside you!

The idea was to grab you by your waist, the very second I switched off the light. And, I did that just like I planned. I had very tightly wrapped my hands around your fleshy belly, and it felt great when I heard you gasp.

The next stage of the act was supposed to have me carry you. Pull you towards the bed, make you bend over, lift your petticoat, rip apart your panties, and drill your cunt from the back. That is exactly how I wanted to do you, Mom. That is how your son was going to fuck you.

And once I was inside you, I was sure I could make you surrender to me. I was sure you will start finding pleasure with each thrust of mine. I was sure you will ask me not to stop. I was sure you will beg me to cum inside you

I knew there was no way you could resist, even if you wanted to. I knew I had enough strength to overpower you. I knew I had the perfect plan. And I did everything right. Everything was going according to the plot. Everything was perfect. Until I raised your petticoat all the way up

It left me amused and stunned that you were wearing no panties. I was never expecting you to ever skip wearing your panties, Mom. Even though I had my hands pulling your blouse apart, I lost my focus I just lost my grip over the situation

Even as I had your tight love hole served in front of me, I just could not direct my already unveiled cock to force its way inside your pussy. Instead, I gave you a chance to fight back. And you took it.

I was completely caught off guard when you pushed me away. And when you started shouting and screaming. That is when I came back to my senses. I knew I had to get myself out of your room, and I did that.

I could hear Tarun run towards your room, calling your name out, asking you if you were okay. I saw you slap him. Calling him a shameless bastard, even as you stood before him with your torn blouse exposing a lot of your creamy tits. And your disarranged petticoat showing all the way up to your milky upper thighs.

I did nothing, but watch Tarun being crucified by the entire family I did nothing, but hopefully, I will not be caught I did nothing, but claim I was on the terrace when it happened

I am sorry, Mom. I know I have done Tarun wrong, too. But, I feel I need to apologize more to you.

I know life is back to normal, and you may not even be thinking about it today. Especially when we have a greater threat in front of us. But this is the truth, and I want you to know it.

I will be handing this letter over to a nurse in the hospital. I am sure she will get it to you. She has been very kind to me and takes good care of me. She also has the same name, Mom – Surabhi. Maybe that is why I have a special liking for her.

I hope you will get this letter. And I hope you will forgive me. Looking forward to seeing you soon, Mom.

And, Mom Does Amar come home even after I left for Delhi? Have you seen him lately? I hope not, Mom.

I don’t know how if I should tell you this now. But, Amar is not the kind of person you think he is, Mom. He is dangerous. Don’t let him anywhere near you. Please! Ask Parvati, also, to stay away from him. I know it is not easily possible but tell her Please, Mom

And, Mom, how is Parvati?! I really hope she and her baby are fine. And do people still say her baby looks a lot like me? I hope not, Mom

Your Loving Son,
Prayag

To be continued.

I hope you all like this story about the innocent Indian mom. Please do send me your feedback and comments to [email protected]

“Ssssaaahhh..Mmmaahh!!!”

Sanju moaned in ecstasy when Madhu sucked his penis for the first time. She was running her tongue along her twenty-year-old son’s uncircumcised penis as he caressed her long black hair.

Madhu licked her son’s balls and foreskin and flicked his orifice with her tongue which made him gasp. His ball-sacks were hairy and had a musky odor.

Madhu was only wearing a bra and was completely naked beneath. Her son’s peepee was so wet from her drool that it made wet plops for every suck she sucked his cute cock. Sanju’s breathing got heavier from all the pleasure hormones raging inside his horny head.

His hands reached for his mother’s boobs and started caressing it from both sides. Madhu gave a faint moan. When Sanju tried to find the areola over Madhu’s bra, she removed his hands from her tits. But he tried to reach for it again while resting his head over hers.

“Let us go to our bed honey.”

“Hmmmmm..yaass..” was all he could say.

Sanju was nuzzling and kissing Madhu’s neck on the way to their bedroom. She could feel his wiener poking at her hips still hard from the fellatio he just received.

In the bed, Madhu made him lie on his back and asked him to close his eyes. A moment later, she called his name. Sanju couldn’t believe his own eyes. His mom was standing there completely naked and he found himself staring at her breasts. He have seen her tits a few times while bathing and when he tried to play with them she wouldn’t allow.

Madhu’s boobs were a bit saggy but beautiful enough to give him an instant boner at its sight.

Madhu lowered her body and spread both his legs on either side. Sanju’s whole body twitched a second when Madhu kissed the tip of his dick. She took her son’s dick in her mouth and started pumping once again. This time Sanju tried to push his mom’s head deeper into his cock and moved his ass in rhythm to match her suck.

“Maaa..thisss…Soo goood..aaaaa!!”

When Madhu noticed her son’s orgasm was nearing, she started sucking faster and Sanju’s moans were getting louder. Finally, he gave a shudder and his whole body was twitching for a few seconds from the first-ever orgasm he just experienced.

Madhu embraced Sanju tightly over her naked boobs. He was breathing heavily and his semi-hard penis was softly twitching. She lied beside him and took his hand to pleasure herself by rubbing his palm over her pussy.

Madhu was already wet down there and the bed was getting soaked from all the juices leaking from her cunt. He was watching his mother masturbating for the first time. He gently nuzzled at her tits.

“Ma…Can I..suck them?”

Sanju pointed at her boobs. The way he asked was so cute she could not deny him. He was always curious about her breasts during his bathing sessions. She hugged him tightly and pressed his face between her tits. He took that for yes and started sucking her nipples like a baby hungry for milk.

Sanju was caressing one boob whilst ravaging the other. When his teeth touch her nipple sometimes, her whole body shuddered for a second. He took his own time to enjoy licking all over her mounds.

When he got bored with her tits, he started moving downwards. He kissed all over her flat stomach and drooled all over her t-shaped navel. He got aroused all again when he reached her pussy. Her weewee was emanating a motherly scent and freshly trimmed. Sanju licked her cunt like tasting his favorite ice-cream.

“It is kinda salty..but I like it, ma.”

“Taste it all you want honey..Lick all over it.”

“Can you lick my peepee again momma? Please?”

Madhu giggled. She taught her son the word ‘peepee’ for his man part when he was learning about the human body for the first time. He also asked the name for the female part, so she told him it was ‘weewee’. He never went to school or only had few friends nearby his house. So she has to teach him everything by herself.

“I will honey..but now lick min..ssaaaahhh!”

Sanju started eating his mother’s cunt like he never been fed. Her pussy was meaty and plumpy. He loved the taste and he could feel the heat rising between her thighs. He felt so special pleasuring his mother this way.

She traced her finger over her pussy to show her clit and asked him to lick it. Like a good son he was, Sanju obeyed. He slurped over her clit and tried to take her whole pussy in his mouth.

Madhu was so thrilled about her hole getting eaten by her son who came out of that same hole 20 years ago.

Sanju had down-syndrome and all his life he was suffering from learning disability. He was a bit overweight and had an ugly face. His father divorced Madhu when he realized his son was retarded. So the responsibility fell upon her to raise Sanju all by herself.

But today his simple-minded son came sobbing through the door because someone in our neighborhood made fun of how he is never going to get a girl in his life.

Madhu tried to console him but he didn’t stop crying. She hugged him tightly and kissed him on his cheeks to show her support. Sanju responded to the hug by holding her tightly and started caressing her ass over her saree.

She could feel his prick getting hard and he was brushing his lips over her neck. It doesn’t matter she thought. It was her duty to keep her son happy she told herself. So she decided to give him a blowjob and it escalated quickly from there. Sanju had already stopped eating her cunt when she came back to her senses.

“Are you happy, Sanju?”

“I am..Ma” he whimpered. Madhu pulled him up and placed his fat body between her legs. She was ready for another orgasm.

“Sanju.. I am going to teach you something new.. But you should not tell anyone about this.”

“I won’t ma..”

“Very good..and if you keep being a good boy, we can do this anytime you want.”

“Can I suck them anytime I want?” Sanju pressed her boobs.

“Yeah baby..You can suck them anytime you want. Also if you sucked my weewee for me I will suck your peepee for you.”

“It was sooo nice mama..That thing you did with your tongue on my..”

“Balls..?”

“Balls..yes ma..balls..”

“I am going to show something better than that tongue thing baby..We are going to have sex.”

“Sex..?”

“Yeah, sex..But remember you can only use that word in our house. You shouldn’t use it anywhere especially with your friends.”

“I will remember ma.”

Madhu slid her hand between them and started jerking his member again. He got hard in no time. She asked him to put his penis inside the hole he was licking before. She guided his hot 6-inch stick into her moist cunny and it went inside smoothly. She let out a faint moan and he gasped the moment when his cock went completely inside her hole.

“Now move your hips like this baby..Yahh..like that.”

For Sanju, this was a whole new different sensation than the tongue thing his mom did. It felt like his mommy was sucking his peepee with the hole she had down there. In no time he was humping his penis into her cunt passionately.

“Is this called sex ma..?”

“Yeah baby..we are having sex..”

“It is so warm inside your weewee ma..I feel like I am gonna pee.”

Madhu knows he can produce semen. But she has no reason to worry because she was on her pills.

“It’s nothing, honey..don’t worry about it.”

This time he orgasmed faster than the blowjob. Madhu loved the way her son’s hard cock felt inside her lady parts and his cute fat ass resting between her legs.

Both of them were panting and holding each other tightly feeling their nakedness. She pushed him beside her onto the bed. His peepee was glistening and throbbing. She took his cock in her mouth and started cleaning it with her tongue.

She could feel his manhood getting big inside her mouth which made the cleaning easier. She didn’t leave a spot on his penis except for her saliva.

“Ma..I am feeling sleepy.”

“It’s ok, baby. Sleep now. We can have sex on the morrow.”

“I love having sex with you, ma.”

“Me too, baby. Give your mother a good night kiss.”

Today it wasn’t a mother-son kiss. It was deeper than that. They were kissing in a way they never did before. Sanju noticed her lips were so soft and sweet. They were out of breath when they were done kissing and he was drooling all over his mouth.

“What is this kiss, ma?”

“It’s called a french kiss baby. Would you love that for your goodnight kiss every day?”

“Yeah ma!..Every day!!”

I am overwhelmed and grateful for the responses I received for my first story. I apologize for not responding to all the emails as I have received hundreds of them. Thank you, everyone, and yes, I am safe from all the illness spread around the world.

Please read the first story if you have not read it already. After the encounter with Scott and I came back to my apartment. We didn’t get a chance to meet again due to the strict quarantine measures in the city.

However, since I have received a lot of requests for part 2, I am fantasizing about a second episode with some real-life characters around me.

With utter chaos and lockdowns across the world and in the city, I am totally confined to my apartment.

The only time my skin could absorb some sunlight is when I walk out to my apartment balcony. The only humans that I could see are the old lady in the building across the street and the man who lives in the apartment adjacent to mine.

Sometimes I feel like I am Will Smith from the movie ‘I Am Legend’. It seems like nature has decided to give human atrocities a break.

The old lady sometimes waves her hand to me, the only communication between us. The man who lives next to my apartment, neither talks to me nor does he care to smile. All I see him is when he works out in the balcony, lifting weights or stretching.

He is not tall, but he has a well-built body. His biceps ooze out of his t-shirt as if they tear out the sleeves in case he fists his palm. He is a white guy, lives alone. I never heard him speaking English. He speaks Italian. He seems to be a serious guy. Even when I bump into him on the staircase, he throws a subtle look at me.

It’s been a couple of weeks since I had my first experience. Since then, my body craves for another one. I’ve been recollecting the moments with Scott and giving myself a treat of pleasure. Often when I see my neighbor, I desperately wanted to make a move on him. But the good girl inside silences me.

Also, I would love him to make a move and seduce me, rather than the other way around. Well, that’s how a woman’s ego works.

Scott never called me after I left his place. He did not even text me to check if I am doing good. End of the day, he is a man. He doesn’t care for the woman after his lust is quenched. I felt so used. I probably would never talk to him.

While all the hormones playing with my mind, a sudden surprise rang my doorbell on Friday evening. I have completed my work for the week and was getting ready to face the most boring part of the week, the weekend. I started reading a book, but that’s not a genre I want to read now.

I was in my kitchen, while the doorbell rang. I opened to door and to my surprise is Scott at the doorstep. He has a company too. Another black man of probably his age. He is as tall as Scott, but he is somewhat fat. His French beard is strikingly white on his dark skin, and his head is totally bald.

He looked like a mugger whom I should be scared of. I was completely taken aback and mute. Scott realized my shock and was trying to explain why he appeared at my door at that time. His fat friend has come to his place around a week ago, and yesterday their apartment lost power.

So they are seeking some shelter at my place now. I didn’t know what to do. I don’t want to have a random fat old stranger and the man who dumped me in my apartment even for a few minutes. They might, even, be carrying the virus along with them.

Forget about personal spacing, this is the time for social distancing. He introduced his friend, and he said his name is some-typical-black-tongue-twister-name-which-I-don’t-remember.

I am puzzled about what to do. Meanwhile, my neighbor is walking along the hallway staring at us. I had a panic about what this guy is thinking about me. As a reaction, I let them in before more people saw us and judge me. I showed them the tap to wash their hands.

They cleaned up and occupied the couch in my living room. I realized the attire I am in. I did not have a bath yet for the day, and I am in my nightdress, a top, and pants. I excused myself to take a bath. This would give me some breathing space to absorb the situation.

I took a shower and could come up with no idea how to send them off from my apartment. Instead, the thought of having the man who popped my cherry, in the next room, drew some butterflies in my stomach. I picked up the nicest bra and panties I have. They are black and made of lace.

The meshy lining show off a glimpse of my fair skin and what’s hidden inside. The mole deep below my neck decorated the bra that embraced my womanhood. I wore a red frock with white flowers on it.

The frock is fit and just long enough to show off my legs. It elevates the highs of my body well and sticks well to my waist to show off my admirable curves.

However, I realized how mean Scott was to me in the last few weeks. I changed to a black shirt and pale blue jeans. He doesn’t deserve to ogle at me. I looked good in jeans too. The jeans are skinny. The black shirt fits my upper torso with tiny sleeves and slightly stretched at the peak of my bosom. I have a good sense of fashion.

I went out to the uncomfortable zone, and the two men seemed to settle down at my place by now. I realized I could do nothing about it. Plus, I wanted to take my kind of revenge on Scott. I want to entice him and let him long for but couldn’t get me. That’s the retribution for not calling me.

I escaped into the kitchen area to prepare food. In a few minutes, Scott came and said he was sorry that he couldn’t get in touch with me after that day. His friend visited him and didn’t want him to know about us. His tone seemed very convincing, and I responded with, “It’s ok.”

I could confront him that he could at least text me. He knew how to kick in emotions and suppress logic out of my head. He went on to say, “You are the best girl I have ever been with.” Again, another lie that makes a girl believe even if she knew that’s a lie.

I expressed no emotion and fell in an awkward situation. He immediately eased out the topic enquiring about the food I am cooking. It’s Indian, and I explained to him it’s ingredients. He exclaimed, “I’ve seen how beautiful you are, now I see how good you cook. I am excited.”

During dinner, we had the usual conversation about the epidemic that is going on outside. After dinner, we bid good night, and I went into my bedroom. Scott and his fat friend slept in the living room. I said to Scott that he can knock my door does he need anything.

I do not know if he took that as any hint since it is very subtle. I sat on my bed, picked up the book. But I could hardly read anything. All my eyes are glued to the door looking for Scott. My disappointment grew as time passed by and was giving up and going to bed.

Well, at last, I heard a knock on the door, and there Scott showed up. I acted as if I am totally into the book, and he distracted me. He closed the door and sat next to me on the bed. He apologized again for not calling me and started to make random conversations.

I knew the reason he came inside my bedroom, and even I want that to happen too. He held my hand in his and was making random conversations. I showed no sign of disinterest. He took that as a cue, placed his hand on my cheek, and planted a gentle kiss on my lips, a kiss that my lips knew.

In a few moments, he sealed up better and involved his tongue into the play. In no time, his other hand went up straight caressing on my shirt. I pushed him gently as a sign of resistance. I was worried that the fat friend is in the next room.

He understood my stares at the door. He was explaining that he is his very close friend and knew all his secrets. In a way, he is informing me that he has already bragged about vandalizing my virginity. He went to say that they also shared a lot of women before, and he is a gentle lover.

I was puzzled about why this guy is endorsing the masculinity of another guy. While I was lost in this useless confusion, he put his lips on the neck. He knew my tipping points very well. He was successful in arousing the fire in me and break down my ethics.

I let him tame me to his intentions. One of his hands was working on me. A silent pop sound relieved the stretched shirt that was holding my body. Before I realized, he removed the top half of my shirt’s buttons. He then concentrated on removing the rest of my shirt buttons.

He moved the shirt apart, getting a view of my belly and my black laced brassier. Weirdly, I felt shy, but I did not cover up myself. It makes no sense to hide from him. He knows the complete geography of my body. He knows how my skin taste, even without any chocolate on it.

He briefly admired the landscape of my beauty and kissed me again. He drove me crazy by kissing all over. I held his head against mine and playing with his hair. His hand was working hard on the only button on my jeans.

As soon as he succeeded, he gently grazed my panties, pulled its strap up, and left it to hit my soft skin, making a tight slap sound. I got more excited, anticipating his hand to intrude into my jeans and play with me. A silent moan came out of me as an indicator of being ready for further action.

Before his fingers took the further lead, I heard the door crack open. In an involuntary action, I pulled both the winglets of the shirt and held them tight with a hand, covering my modesty. The fat man intruded on our private space. I disliked him before for being just on the other side of the wall.

Now I hate him for being on this side. I was expecting Scott to explain the fat old man to get out of the room. But to my surprise, he is explaining to me how gentle a man that fat dude is. I was shocked. This man is suggesting to me to sleep with his fat friend.

Before I could react, the fat man came up to the south end of the bed and touched my feet. Meanwhile, Scott was convincing me to accept the request and making gentle circles below my belly area. The fat man was pleading for acceptance from me and grazing my feet.

Although I was shocked, I did not pull my feet away. I let him graze me, and I am enjoying it. I definitely do not want to sleep with this man, but more than that, I want someone to be inside me and quench my thirst. I was dumbstruck.

Scott gently took my shirt and put it away. I was dumb, stupid, and surrendered myself to my lust. The fat man stopped pleading. He dragged his huge body up the bed and went straight to the zipper of my pants. It looks like this guy doesn’t believe in foreplay.

He unzipped my pants and dragged my tight pants down. They are a little tough to peel down. I didn’t help him any to take them off. He needs to work hard if he wants the fruit. He managed to take my pants off.

Meanwhile, Scott continued to kiss me and fondle me over my bra. Scott slipped his hand on my back, and he unstrapped the bra. In a flash, he removed it away from his sight. I saw a spark of joy in the fat man’s eyes. I don’t believe he ever saw a girl with fair skin and dark nipples.

He slipped one of them in his mouth and cupped the other one with his hand. I knew this feeling before. It’s one of the best. My brain ceased to work. Nothing mattered to me at that time, my ethics, the virus outside, and everything out of that bedroom door. I wholeheartedly wanted those two men to ravish me.

He changed his mouth to the other one and was playing his tongue. He is not only playing with my softies but also with my senses. Meanwhile, I sensed that another pair of hands held the edges of my panties and slid them all the way down and away from me.

Then, the fat man gave a break. He rolled his shirt and pants away. Scott is already naked. He helped me remove my shirt, making me stark naked in front of two men. The fat man looked ugly. His legs and hands are fat, and he has a huge belly.

Scott made me lay on the bed, separated my legs, and buried his face between my legs. I love this part of the activity. I felt jolts of pleasure, hitting my senses as Scott made some decent goals in my goal post. I closed my eyes tight, held the sheets hard, and scuffled with myself.

I felt that I could die out of pleasure. Meanwhile, the fat guy continued to chew my breasts, with his lips, one after the other. I loved the attention I am receiving. After a good play, they have given a break and exchanged places. I was getting ready for the second repetition.

While changing the ends, the fat man removed his underwear and went to the other end. His bone is big, maybe as big as Scott’s, and was not totally looking up. He went to the south end. But contrary to my anticipation, instead of burying his head between my legs, he positioned himself between me.

He held rather flaccid meat with his hand, gave it a couple of strokes, and he started to beat it on my belly. A weird sensation, he is waking his dude up by whipping it on me. It, first, felt like hitting me with a tube, but after a few hits, it has become a hard bone.

Once, he thought he is ready, he brushed the tip against my opening. I am already wet. I want him inside me more than ever before. He brushed a couple more times. I am losing my patience. He is teasing me. He brushed again but with some force, this time.

This was the spell of ‘khul-ja-sim-sim’ that worked on me. I opened up to welcome him for the first time into my world. It was painful, but there is a lot of pleasure too. In the first stoke itself, he let himself all the way in. His huge belly rested on me, my legs floated in the air.

I let out a loud moan involuntarily. His hands grazed all over my body, soothing me and getting me ready for the ride. He slowly swung out and jolted in a strike into me back again powerfully. I jerked. He continued to jolt strikes into me with a lot of power. He is strong.

Every time, I have to hold on my throat to suppress my cry. After a bunch of such strokes, he leaned forward, stretched my hands up, and rolled on top of me. He is heavy, and I had to take heavy breaths to carry his weight. He couldn’t stretch all the way down because his belly is obstructing him.

He, however, reached my lips and arrested them with his. This is his first kiss to me. His beard is poking my nose and chin. He increased the pace of his jolts and rammed into me. I could hardly breathe, but I am ready to give up breathing for the pleasure that I am trading in.

He released my mouth, rolled up, held my waist, and turned on the nitro boosters. He drilled his rig into me at a super-fast pace, letting my bosoms make oscillations. I could no longer control my throat, I gave up my social dignity, left out load moans.  I believe the old woman opposite my house could hear me.

As the pace increased, I could sense him getting bigger and hotter inside me. He, at once, pulled out and shot out hot jets on my belly. Some of it has come up all the way up to the top of my hills. It’s smelly and dirty, but I didn’t care. I am too tired to care for cleanliness now. I am taking heavy breaths.

Some of the liquids dripped along the side of my body onto the mattress. I hate it, but I couldn’t do anything about it now. The fat dude went out of the room. I was still lying on the bed, and I see Scott looking at me in hunger. I knew the game is still not over. There is a second innings with a different player.

The fat man came back in with some wipes and cleaned me up. As soon as he did so, Scott came up on the bed, lifted me, and turned me on the other side. I knew what he wants,  but I am too tired to be on fours. He didn’t give up, though. I picked up all the strength and went on fours.

With no energy in me, my milkers are pulling me down more. Scott went behind me and spaced apart my knees. He played along my centroid with his weapon of action. He gently placed himself into a familiar place. He made gentle swings. I could see pleasure building in me.

Having been in action for some time now, it was easy for him to put me on track for the second ride. He increased the pace, and so did the thrust on me. I fell forward with the bliss and fatigue together. I let the heavy parts of me rest on the mattress while I am being annexed at my bottom.

Scott did not let me give up early in his expedition. He paused, collected all hair, and pulled my head up, making me be a dog again. He picked up the pace again. I could hear loud faps that his body made as it hit my bottoms, and could feel the swinging milkers hit my chin.

I bet my bottom cheeks have become red being in the front line of action. What a celebration of womanhood!

He released my hair. He cupped me and lifted me up all the way, making me kneel in front of him, while he is still inside me from behind. I am a perfect size for his large palms to feel me a handful. He kissed me on the back of my neck while fondling my breasts and gently pumping me. I am being treated well.

He then held me with his palms, one on my belly and the other on my breasts. His palms are so huge that he could wrap both of them with a single palm. Once he made sure I am pinned against him, he thrust into me again at a decent pace. His chest and abs are brushing my back while his palms are holding my body.

He went on for a decent amount of time and pulled out of me. He let me lay right there on the bed. He realized that I am out of energy, so he prepared for the final assault. He turned me on my back. This is my most favorite way because I don’t need to do any hard work.

All I need is to lay back and enjoy the ride. As a gesture of gratitude, I welcomed him by spreading my legs. In doing so, I realized how different a person I have become. From being a very shy and modest girl, I have become ready to spread legs for random strangers for a threesome, even without knowing their names.

While I was judging myself, Scott has already pierced into me. He leaned forward, wrapped me around with his arms, and pounded into me with full strength. I wrapped around him tight and let out loud moans while he dredged me faster.

And at the end of the power play, he, unlike the fat man, released himself while inside me. I knew this was coming. Although I hate him for doing this, this is the best part I enjoy. Somehow, the idea of his shots, making all the way to the final destination inside my womb, makes me feel satisfied with the entire act.

He then laid beside me, and I stared at the roof, thinking about the consequences of my deeds, and the contrast of what my friends and family opine about me versus what I actually am doing. The fat man is no longer there. He might have been in the living room.

He just hammered a young girl, relieved his desires on her, and left her. Thinking all these, I slid into sleep. I woke up in the morning. The sun was out, up high in the sky. I laid on my bed stark naked. No one else is in the room. I woke up and found myself groggy.

I smell bad, the smell that was dirty but sexy while I was charged up is now filthy. I knew I was drenched in the men’s secretions. I got off the bed, picked up my panties, wore it. While still naked on the upper body, I limped to the living room and found neither of them.

I saw my phone, and there was a message from him. He texted that his home has now got the power back and thanked me for the hospitality. I realized how dumb I was.

They walked in last night just to get into my pants, and they made it. I hate him. I, somewhere at the back of my head, knew that he could trick me into his bed again.

I cleaned up myself, slipped into a home-wear, and walked out to the balcony for some sunlight. The old woman wasn’t there, but my frown-faced neighbor is working out as usual. However, to my surprise, today, he smiled at me and asked me how my weekend is going on.

I replied with some customary answer and went back inside. I realized that he was actually smirking, not smiling at me. He knew I had guests at my apartment last night, and he might have heard me make noises last night. He knew I had fun, but the worst part is he knew I had fun with 2 men.

I would probably want to bury my face the next time I bump into him.

Let me know your feedback at [email protected]. Please do not ask for sexual favors. I cannot entertain such requests for a threesome.

Hello dosto, mera naam Vikas hai aur yeh meri kahani ka 2nd part hai.

Meri shaadi ko 2 mahine ho chuke the. Main har roz apni biwi, Radhika ko chodta tha. Woh pregnant na ho uske liye maine usse garbh nirodh goli dedi thi, 6 mahine wali. Woh thoda udas thi kyuki maine usse maa banne se roka tha.

Aisa nahi tha ki main usse pregnant nahi karna chahta tha. Main bas kuch time sirf chudai ke maze lena chahta tha. Thodi der se hi sahi, yeh baat woh samajh gayi. Ab hum dono chudai ke maze lene lage. Woh bhi har roz mujhse chudwane ko utawli rehti.

Kabhi kabhi toh woh khud aake bolti ki main usse chodu, agar main bina chode sone jane laga. Ek din, office ke kisi kaam se main gaon se bahar gaya tha. Meri trip 4 din ki thi par mera kaam 3 din mein hi khatam ho gaya tha. Maine raat mein hi ghar lautne ka socha taki apni biwi ko surprise de saku.

Raat ko 1 baje the. Main wapas aa gaya tha. Mujhe pata tha ki ghar mein sab so rahe honge. Mere paas ghar ki chabhi thi. Maine chupke se darwaza khola taki kisi ki neend na kharab ho jaye. Main ghar ke andar aaya, darwaza band kiya, aur apne kamre mein chala gaya.

Kamre ki light band thi. Meir biwi chadar tane so rahi thi. 3 din se chudai na karne ki wajah se mujhme tharak kafi thi. Maine apne kapde utare aur biwi ke paas gaya. Main usse jagaye bine uski chudai karne wala tha. Maine socha, ki jab mera lund uski chut mein jayega toh woh apne aap uth jayegi.

Main usse lund ka surprise dena chahta tha. Maine uske upar se chadar hatayi. Haatho se uske badan ko tatola. Woh ulti leti hui thi. Jab maine uski gaand ko chua toh mujhe woh kuch badi lagi. Aur usne saree bhi pehni thi. Mujhe tajjub hua.

Maine usse bol rakha tha ki woh meri di hui nighty hi pehne, joki side se khuli thi. Usme se uski badi badi 36D size ki chuchiya mast dikhti thi. Mujhe laga ki shayad mere na hone ki wajah se uske behane ya maa uske saath soti hongi toh usne saree pahni shuru kardi hogi.

Toh, andhere mein hi maine uski saree upar kari and uski jaangho pe haath ferne laga. Woh andar panty nahi pahenti thi aur tab bhi nahi pahni thi. Mera haath uski chut pe lga. Woh thoda hili par soti rahi. Fir maine apne lund pe thuk mali aur uske taango ke upar baith gaya.

Fir maine apne lund ko uski chut pe chuaya aur aaram se andar ghusa diya. Maine dheeme dheeme uski chudai karni shuru kardi. Thodi der toh woh soti rahi. Par kuch der baad woh garam hone lagi. Uske karhane ki awaaz ane lagi.

Mujhe awaaz kuch farak lagi. Woh awaaz meri biwi ki nahi thi. Maine table lamp on kiya. Jab roshni hui toh dekha ki bistar par meri biwi Radhika nahi balki uski maa, Sheela, thi.

“Damad ji,” Sheela ne neend mein kaha. Woh mudi aur dekha ki mera lund uski chut mein hai. “Damad ji,” woh haraan hoke boli. “Damad ji. Yeh kya kar rahe hai aap?”

“Sasuma, aap?” main hairan hoke bola. “Aap yaha kya kar rahi hai? Aur Radhika kaha hai?”

“Woh mere karme mein hai. Aap nahi the toh woh apni behano ke saath sona chahti thi,” sasuma boli. “Aap itni raat ko kya kaise aaye?”

“Mera kaam kal ke bajaye aaj hi khatam ho gaya tha toh main wapas aa gaya. Mujhe laga ki aap Radhika hai, toh maine bina soche dal diya,” Maine btaya.

“Main Radhika nahi hoon, Damadji. Main apki saas hoon. Ab nikaliye apna lund meri chut se bahar,” saasuma thoda gussa hoke boli.

Maine dhyan nahi diya aur unhe chodna dobara start kar diya. Mujhe mein tharak kafi thi aur ab mera lund bhi chut mein tha. Waise, meri saas bhi koi buri item nahi thi. Dikhne mein bhi woh kafi sundar thi, aur unki 5 betiya bhi. Unki chuchiyo ka size tha 38. Main unhe chodne laga. Woh kafi daar gayi.

“Damadji, yeh mat kijiye, damadji. Yeh galat hai. Damadji, mujhe paap lagega,” sasuma boli. Main kuch nahi bola aur chodta raha. Mujhe pata tha ki thodi der mein woh garam ho jayengi aur fir maan jayengi.

“Damadji, mat kariye.”

Ab saasuma garam hone lagi aur unhe ab chudwane mein maza aane lga.

“Damadji, kariye damadji aur kariye aur zorse. Damadji, chodiye apni saas ko… zorse chodiye apni saas ko, chodiye mujhe.”

Maine apni speed badhai aur unhe zorse chodne laga. Kareeb 30 minutes baad main unki chut mein jhad gaya. Maine unhe seedha letaya. Unke blouse ke hook khole aur unki badi badi chuchiya chosne lga.

“Achcha laga, sasuma?” maine poocha.

“Dadamji, yeh galat hua hai. Aisa nahi hona chahiye tha,” sasuma boli.

“Abhi thodi der pehle aap kaha rahi thi ki damadji mujhe zorse chodiye. Ab kya hua?” maine kaha.

“Woh main… woh…” saasuma hichkichayi.

“Dekhiye. Maine shaadi ke time dahej nahi maanga tha. Par ab mangta hoon. Mujhe dahej mein apki chut chahiye. Ap mujhse chudwayengi,” maine kaha.

Saasuma ne thoda socha aur fir haan bol diya. Mann hi mann, woh bhi mera lund chahti thi.

“Ab bataye, maza aaya chudai mein?” maine poocha.

“Ji damadji, bohut maza aaya. Radhika ke pita ki maut ke baad main aaj chudi hoon. 5 saal ho gaye unki maut ko. Aaj apne meri pyas bujhai,” saasuma boli.

“Aur pyaas bujhani hai?” maine kaha.

“Ji damadji. Mujhe aur chudna hai aapse”

Maine unke saare kapde utaar diye aur firse unhe chodna start kar diye. Maine unhe 3 baar choda aur fir bahar sofa pe jake so gaya. Subah hui toh meri biwi ne mujhe sofe pe sota paya. Tab sirf woh hi jagi thi. Baki sab so rahe the. Raat ki chudai ke baad, Saasuma bhi so rahi thi.

Meri biwi mujhpe shak na kare, uske liye main usse chhat par le gaya aur waha usse kafi der choda. Woh chudai se khush thi. Dopahar mein, sasuma na kaha ki ghar mein sabzi khatam ho rahi hai aur sabzi lani hai. Maine car start ki, aur main aur saasuma sabzi lene chal diye.

Raste mein, ek sunsan jagah, saasuma ne car rukwa di. Maine poocha kya hua. Tab unhone bataya ki woh chudwana chahti hai. Main bina der lagaye apne kapde utar diye aur unhe bhi nanga kar diya. Saasuma ne pehle mera lund chosa kuch der.

Maine fir, unki chut chati. Woh pehle se hi kafi bekaabo thi aur chut chatne par aur ho gayi. Maine seat ko peeche giraya aur unki chudai start kardi. Kyuki humare paas time kum tha toh main shuru se hi unhe zorse chodne lga.

Maine unse 15 minutes choda aur unki chut mein apna maal gira diya. Fir hum sabzi leke ghar laut aaye. Uske baad toh main unhe roz chodne laga. Main apni biwi kobhi chodta aur saas ko bhi. 2 mahine ke baad pata chla ki meri saas 1 mahine se pregnant thi.

Jab yeh news pata chali toh meri saas ne abortion ka kaha par maine mana kar diye. Main apne bachche ko marwana nahi chahta tha. Maine himmat karke yeh baat Radhika ko batayi. Mujhe dar tha ki woh naraz ho jayegi par woh toh khush thi.

“Ji, apne mujhe tab sahara diya jab koi mujhe apnana nahi chahta tha. Main apse naraz nahi hoon. Agar apke pyaar aur sahare ke badle mujhe ek chhoti si kimat deni pade toh mujhe manzor hai. Main janti hoon ki aap mujhse pyar karte hai.”

“Main bas itna chahungi ki agli baar aap meri maa ko chode toh chori chipe nahi. Ghar mein hi chodiyega. Aur ek aur guzarish. jab apne meri maa ko maa bana diya hai toh mujhe bhi maa bana dijiye,” Radhika boli.

Main khush ho gaya. Aur issi khushi mein maine usse kitchen mein, sasuma ke samne khoob choda. Sasuma bhi khush thi ki unki beti naraz nahi thi.

“Achcha, ek cheez, yeh jo bahcha hoga. mMain uski sauteli maa hongi ki badi behan?” Radhika ne poocha.

“Jo tum chaho,” maine kaha.

“Main uski DidiMa houngi,” Radhika haste hue boli.

Main hassa aur fir usse chodne lga.

Akhir 8 mahine baad sasuma ne ek ladki ko janam diya. Ghar mein sab khush the. Apni khushi ko celebrate karne ke liye maine Radhika ki ichcha poori kardi aur usse bhi pregnant kar diya. Radhika ne 9 mahine baad ek ladke ko janam diya.

Ab main har roz apni saas aur biwi ko chodta hoon. Yahi nahi, maine unke samne ek shart rakhi thi ki jab meri saliya 18 ki ho jayengi, toh unhe sabse pahle main chodunga. Yeh shart bhi meri saas aur biwi ne maan li. Pehli bari Jagriti ki thi.

Hi readers, I am Joseph. Let me introduce about myself, I am 21 years old college student from a South Indian city with an height of 6 feet 2 inches. I have a well built body and a six and a half inch cock.

Coming straight to the story. This was two years back during my 12th standard.

My Maths teacher at that time was Ms. Anna (name changed). She was 24 years old at that time. She had a sexy body of 36-34-36 and a height of 6 feet. She always wore saree, her main attraction was her revealing hip while she was writing in the board.

All boys in the class fantasized about our hot maths teacher all day. Some practically drooled just by seeing her! I was over attentive in her classes because I was not that good at maths and also because of her.

Anna ma’am was new to our school and it was practically the first year of her career. She was a cutie straight out of college. I answered all the questions just to get her attention, and it worked!

Her hip showing off from her saree use to arouse me all day. I touched her bare skin of her hip while getting near her without her noticing. Since it was her first year, she was friendly will all the students. In other words, she didn’t know how to handle us.

I was extra sweet to her, I even complimented her dress a few times. She thought I was bold and that ignited the spark.

All students and a few staff were invited to my friend’s birthday party. It was a Saturday evening in a hotel. We all enjoyed that night. That night I invited my sexy maths teacher for a dance. She rejected saying that there were people around. I figured out that, that came out of her mouth unintentionally. It might be from her heart, who knows!

After cutting the birthday cake, the boys threw cake on everyone. I wantedly threw cakes at her. She scolded me for it with a cute laugh.

Then our maths teacher went to the restroom to clean herself. Like most of the girls, she took a lot of time to apply makeup even though she didn’t need it.

After coming out of the restroom, she was looking around. Only a few of were there. As it was past 11:30, most of them went home. Ma’am then left the hotel and started walking to the bus stand.

I took my bike and follwed her and offerd her a ride home. She first neglected, but I insisted so she accepted it.

It was dark and I searched for every bump in the way. I felt my maths teacher’s juicy fresh boobs hitting me. Just the thought of touching her boobs gave me a hard on!

During halfway of the ride, it started pouring heavily. We stopped near a tree and stood under it. Both of us were soaked in rain.

Her dress started to become transparent. I could see her bright skin, skinny stomach, hot navel. It really made my dick grow. I don’t know whether it’s my advantage or disadvantage she saw the slight tent in my jeans.

Both my underwear and my jeans didn’t do a good job. I was really ashamed of it, but when I saw her face, I realised she was blushing.

I was speechless. Then we continued our ride and we reached her house.

Me: You live alone, ma’am?
Her: Yeah, my parents are out of town.

The rain started to pour heavily

Me: Oh no, I need to go.
Her: It’s raining, come inside. It’s not safe to drive in heavy rain.

Me: I can manage, ma’am.
Her: No, come in, I insist.

I accepted my teacher’s offer, acting like a child.

Her house was beautiful. I followed her straight to the guest room. She gave me a towel.

Me: Thanks, ma’am.
Her: I will make a coffee, wait here.
ME: Okay ma’am, thanks.

She came in the room after half an hour with a coffee in her hands, wearing a cute soft nighty.

Me: I thought you went to sleep.
Her: Yeah! I went to change, it was really cold.

Me: Oh. I think the rain is not going to stop at all.
Her: It seems to be a heavy night. You can stay here for the night if you want.
Me: Really ma’am? Thanks.

I messaged my parents that I was staying in my friend’s house due to the rain.

Me: Thanks for the coffee, ma’am. You look beautiful in this dress too.
Her: Stop it.(blushing)

We both were sitting in the bed and were talking about the school. Slowly, I moved near her. She didn’t tell anything. Then I gently placed my hand in the bed, touching her hand.

We continued the conversation as I moved in closer. I realize that heart rate was increasing, her breath rate too was increasing. I could hear her breathing clearly.

I took my hand and placed it in her hip around her. She closed her eyes (she didn’t resist at all).

I moved in and kissed her on my maths teacher’s lips. For a few minutes she didn’t react but then she kissed me back. For ten minutes, we kissed passionately. While kissing her, I played with her boobs with her clothes on.

I then grabbed her and placed her on the bed and I went on top of her. She closed her eyes. I slowly removed her nighty, she was wearing a black bra of size 36D and a black panty.

I fondled with her breast while kissing her in her lips. Then I unhooked her bra and moved down and started kissing her navel. Then I moved a little down and removed her panty. I was so excited to see a shaved pink pussy. I undressed myself in no time and went in top of her and we started kissing each other.

Then I moved down and started licking her pussy.

Her: OH MY GOD… AHHH..

My maths ma’am started moaning in pleasure. I licked her and finger fucked her at the same time. Her pussy juices started to flow. And then we went to 69 position. She was sucking my dick while I was eating her pussy. We both were in heaven. We both came at the same time.

Both of us were still strong so we got in doggy position. I spread her pussy lips and left the head of my dick in her. She screamed and moaned at the same time. I took her panty and stuffed it in her mouth. I stroked my dick hard in with one stroke.

Her: UNGH! (muffled)
Me: Don’t worry, you’ll like it.

I increased the pace and started to fuck my teacher hard. She was moaning in pleasure. Her pussy was so tight, her juices were not helping. She might have got penetrated 1-2 times at the college. In doggy style, I was fucking her hard and playing with her right breast. I took out the panty from her mouth to hear her moaning.

Her: Ohh my god! Yes! Yes! Faster faster.
Me: Told you, you love being fucked like this, don’t you.
Her: Yes Yes, faster..

My teacher begging me to fuck her aroused me even more made my dick even hard. I fucked fer brains out at high pace. Then I was about to cum. To withstand longer, I bent my knees on the bed and fucked her.

Me: You like it now?
Her: Ahh yes yes I love It!

My mathsteacher came for the second time. I took my dick out and came in her face.

We slept naked the whole night and we continued our sexual relationship for a year.

We even became experts in each other’s bodies and knew what we want and when we want it. But she doesn’t know about the video I taped of our first night together. The things I did with it is for some other time.

So girls and guys, how was the story? Hope I made your pussies squirt and cocks cum. Do tell your suggestions, feedback or experience in the mail. Please comment and share this story as much as you can. My mail id is [email protected].

In the first part, you read how the salesman, Vinay, at the Calvin Klein store was seducing my mom. I was filled with much anticipation to know what the stranger guy is going to do next.

No guy has seen mom in sexy wear like this, not even dad. Vinay was on his knees now and made mom turn around, making her ass to face him close. He boldly spread mom’s ass and inserted his finger to bring the cloth out. I’m sure he touched mom’s ass hole.

Now he turned and touched mom’s pussy over the tight red panty and pulled it to make it somewhat loose. I saw mom closing her eyes with a little gasp. He got up and adjusted her bra by pushing the cup bit more upwards, which made mom horny as she was closing her eyes.

Seeing that Vinay started squeezing her boobs over the red cupped tight bra in a powerful way. I was kinda turned on but scared too. Because if I caught them and make a scene, the people in the mall will shame my mom too. I was silently watching what’s happening inside by maintaining a pin-drop silence.

He continued pushing her boobs. He whispered something in her ears, and within a few seconds, he kissed mom, pushing her towards the wall by grabbing her ass. To my shock, mom started kissing him back, and they were kissing wildly like horny animals.

Vinay was rolling his tongue inside my mom’s mouth, licking her tongue. Within a few seconds, he lifted mom’s hands. He started licking her wax cleaned armpits madly by playing with her boobs over the bra. Now he was sure that my mom is his slut today.

He unclasped the sexy red Calvin Klein bra and kept it aside, which made her boobs to be free in the air. Her light brown nipples were erect. Vinay grabbed her boobs and started sucking it like a hungry baby. Mom was closing her eyes and gasping while he was sucking her boobs.

He got down and licked mom’s navel by grabbing her ass. Mom was completely under Vinay’s control now. He stood up, and both of them were gasping, staring at each other’s eyes. Both of their eyes were filled with lust at that time. He pushed mom to the wall and kissed her madly.

But this time, his left hand was inside mom’s panty, digging her pussy with his finger. Mom was unable to kiss him back as he was fingering her pussy madly. She was moaning in a husky way. He fingered her for some time, and then he undressed.

Vinay was naked now. He got on his knees and saw the panty. The red Calvin Klein panty was wet and filled with mom’s juices. Seeing it, Vinay removed her panty and threw it outside. The panty came out of the trail room and fell next to me. I took the panty and got shocked to see the whole panty in a wet condition.

When I shifted my sight to them, Vinay was already licking mom’s cleanly shaved pussy by spreading her legs. Mom was moaning now and pushing his head more towards her pussy. Vinay made mom sit down on the floor and made her spread her legs by resting on the wall.

Mom spread her legs like telling him, “This married pussy is now yours, Vinay.” Vinay was licking and rolling his tongue inside her pussy and drank mom’s love juices. Vinay took his mouth out from mom’s pussy and said, “Now suck this.”  (pointing at his dick)

Mom got up, adjusted her hair with a naughty smile, and started sucking his dick like a hungry slut. Vinay was closing his eyes and enjoying my mom’s blowjob. His face was covered with mom’s vaginal fluids. I never knew she will do this like a pro.

He got up, and mouth fucked her by grabbing her hair. After a few minutes, he took out his dick and mom was gasping for air after a deep throat blowjob. Vinay was now seeing mom in a naughty way.

Vinay: You want to feel this inside you for sure? (By grabbing his erect dick). I don’t have a condom now.

I was thanking him in my mind for atleast finishing this without having sex.

Mom: So, you suggested and made me wear a Disha Patani inner collection just for getting a blowjob? (With a wicked smile)

Vinay: No, I thought if I convince you to wear this and see it myself. It would make my day an awesome one. But I never thought I would taste your pussy and make you suck my dick, I’m the luckiest guy today.

Mom: Then be luckier by entering this? (Spreading her legs and showing her pussy)

Vinay: Absolutely sure.

Mom: Then stop talking and satisfy your customer now.

I was shocked to see this and to know what a slut my mom is. Vinay gave a naughty smile. He took his hard cock in his hand, ready to place it on her pussy. He entered mom’s pussy with a single thurst because of her juices. Mom gave a loud moan, and he was pounding her slow and steady.

After a few minutes, he started to increase his speed and rammed her like a cheap slut, making mom moan and scream loud. I got scared as someone might hear and get them caught, which would bring shame to her name. I wanted to save mom but not from Vinay.

I wanted to save mom from the people who are inside the mall. I got an idea after hearing the song which was playing inside the store. I rushed to the billing counter and found the audio system console there. The songs which were playing from the beginning were of the rock genre.

I just turned up the volume and making it a bit loud. Now I went back to my position and continued watching them. Vinay noticed the increase in volume and gave a naughty smile, knowing that I helped him.

Now with no restrictions, he started to pound mom in a more rough and hard way, making mom scream in pain and pleasure. He lifted mom and made her face the wall. He entered her from behind with one hand grabbing her right boob and one hand resting on the wall for thrusting support.

He removed his dick after a few minutes. He spread mom’s ass making her moan by licking her asshole by putting his tongue deep inside it. Within a few minutes, he entered mom’s ass with few thrusts, which made mom scream in pain.

Mom was literally screaming in pain. But all her screams were drowned in the song playing outside with boosted bass. I saw tears flowing from her eyes as Vinay was ramming her ass madly. It was an absolute visual at that moment as it went like slow motion.

Mom was screaming when tears flowing down while Vinay’s dick going inside her ass slowly and hits the area, making her ass jump. He grabbed her hair and pulled it like a horse, riding it with his full horsepower in a rough way.

He pulled his dick out from her ass and made her lie down and spread her legs. Mom was looking like a doll that does everything that Vinay says. He entered her pussy and fucked her by slapping her face and boobs. Within a few seconds.

Vinay: Here you go, I’m gonna give you what you wanted from me.

Vinay released his seeds deep inside my mom’s pussy with a loud grunt. I’m sure it would have reached her womb so quick. They collapsed on each other. I went back to the counter to reduce the sound and make it as normal as before.

When I came back to my position, I saw both of them lying down on the floor facing the ceiling.

Vinay: So, you’re happy?

Mom: Yeah (in a tired voice)

Vinay: So, who’s that boy you came with?

Mom got a bit awkward and asked,

Mom: Did he see us?

Vinay: No, he went out somewhere when I entered the trail room. Why?

Mom: Oh my goodness, he’s my son.

Vinay: Your son? You’re married? Where’s your mangalsutra? (In a surprising way)

Mom pointing her finger to the hanger on the right where she hung her mangalsutra before wearing the inner.

Mom: I hanged it there before wearing the inner. Why any problem with that?

Vinay: No, not at all. I think I should get back to work.

Vinay stood up and started wearing his dress. I know this is the right time for me to leave the shop to match what Vinay said to my mom. I went out. I came back to the store after 20 minutes with a Keventers chocolate shake in my hand and saw mom billing what she bought.

Mom: Where did you go?

Me: I felt hungry, so I had a quick meal in Taco Bell and bought you a milkshake.

Mom smiled at me as if nothing happened. She paid the price with her card. She purchased for 17.5k and said, “Let’s go.”

Vinay: What’s your name, mam?

Mom: Aishwarya.

Vinay: Thank you, mam. We will be waiting for your visit again. (With a smile)

Mom smiled back and started walking out. Vinay saw me and said, “Thank you.” I didn’t respond to him and walked out.

Still, mom thinks that I don’t know anything about the trail room thing. After a few months when I went to the same store with my friends, Vinay wasn’t there. After inquiring about him, he said Vinay quit his job as he got work abroad. Both me and mom never saw him again, and it ended as a casual fuck.

I need everyone to respond after reading this story by sending their feedback to my mail [email protected]. Your feedback matters a lot to me. If you have any doubts about this story too, mail me.

I was receiving several emails from the past few years. Sorry guys I couldn’t continue the second part as my system was sent to get repaired. I completely forgot to visit this site. Now I have got enough time due to lock down to continue Part 2.

Guys, I have promised the couple not to share their details with anyone and keep it secret. Still, you guys are asking me to provide contact details and address. I am sorry I have deleted the contact number the next day, as per their request. I cannot share their address as it is a matter of trust. Thank you!

Those who missed Part 1 can read it before reading this story.

Now coming to the story, before leaving Sneha’s (name changed) home, she served me lunch and gave her personal number. She asked me to stay for that night and book a ticket the next day. I reached the lodge and took a shower. I was thinking of all that happened.

I then got a call from her husband. He said to me that his wife was very happy. “You can stay for tonight with her, and you can book a ticket to Hyderabad tomorrow.”

I informed him I have already booked the ticket. “Your wife told me the same. I am going to stay tonight.”

He then wished me good luck and hung up the call. I took a bath around 9 PM. I had dinner at a nearby restaurant and started to her location. I reached before 10 PM. I passed the time and was waiting for her call. But I didn’t get any call. So I contacted her.

She said to me her son had not slept. Once he sleeps, she will call.  I have got a call from her after 10:30. She informed me to check outside if no one is there, then directly enter inside and close the doors. I did the same. I entered her house and closed the main door.

She was in a nighty and watching TV. I went to her and greeted her. She apologized for keeping me waiting for a longer time. I said it’s okay. Her son was lying on the floor and sleeping in the hall. She said, “No need to panic. He won’t wake up till morning. You come and have dinner.”

I said I ate just now only can’t eat anymore. She asked me to change into boxers and wait in the bedroom. I went into the bedroom and was lying on the bed. She said she will be back after 10 minutes. “I have to call my husband.”

I said okay and was waiting for her. Dumbest thing I have done. Last night I came into the general compartment without sleep. And before reaching her home, I roamed here and there that got me tired. I don’t know when I went into a deep sleep.

I woke up around 2:30AM and cursed myself that I missed a beautiful opportunity. I went into the hall, and she was sleeping next to her son. I woke her up and asked to come into the bedroom.

She came in, and I said, “I’m sorry. You should have woke me up.” She said, “I don’t want to disturb you. That’s why I didn’t wake you up.” I hugged her, and we both started kissing passionately. I lifted her and made her lie on the bed.

I then came on top of her again started kissing slowly caressed her boobs on top of the nighty. I undid my boxer and lifted her nighty up and inserted my penis in her pussy and started ramming her. I was kissing and fucking her for some time. We both cummed at the same time.

She went into the bathroom and came, and I went inside, cleaned, and came. By this time, she was completely naked lying on the bed. I went near her and lay beside her. She was telling about her personal details and how her house owner tried to seduce her and all.

In the meantime, we both were cuddling. She then went near my dick, and it was erected again. She was just teasing with tongue and started sucking it. I was lying, and she was on top of me doing the blowjob. I was really excited and asked her to lie down.

I started fucking her in missionary position, she kept her legs around my waist. I was continuously fucking her. In the afternoon and before the session, I came earlier. But this time I didn’t cum. She is asking me to stop it and leave home as it was almost 4:00 AM.

People who go for walking might roam. It will be difficult again to leave my house. But I was reluctant. I said, “But I didn’t ejaculate, and I am still feeling horny. Let me do it till I cum.” She didn’t listen. She requested me to dress up and leave.

I said it’s okay and then I wore my dress. I was about to leave, but she asked me to wait. She then brought 1500 Rs and was giving me. I rejected it. I said, “It’s okay. It was my first time, and I should be thankful to you to fulfill my desires.” But she didn’t listen.

She told me that her husband informed her to give it in the afternoon. But she held it so that she can give it when I come back in the night. She requested me to delete her personal number. I did the same in front of her. She kissed me and thanked me.

She told me that if there is any need in the future, “We will definitely contact you. We have your number.” she opened the main door and checked outside and asked me to leave immediately, I did the same.

This was one, and the only encounter that happened in my life to date. Now I am 30, still cherishing that moment.

Thank you, guys, for reading my story. If any female/woman interested in having any kind of short term/ one night stands/secret relationship can reach me at [email protected].