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Shriya is my 12^th standard crush. She was our lab assistant in the physics lab.

It started when she finished her MSc and joined our school to start teaching. Since she was so young and without experience, her job was to help students in the lab.

One day as we entered the lab, our teacher introduced us, “This is Shriya ma’am. She will issue your apparatus, sign out, and sign back in everything you use.”

I didn’t care much for the lab work and tried to sneak out when I noticed Shriya closely. She had thick silky hair in a loose bun, no makeup, big eyes, sharp features, and a model’s figure, 34-28-34 and about 5 and a half feet tall. I had an urge to check her out. So I went to get a burette issued.

Interacting with her, I was attracted to her dreamy voice and smooth golden complexion. Under her right wrist was a tattoo of something in running script. She was so pale-skinned that I noticed the tattoo from across the room. When I got closer, she was helping another student and bent over the table facing me.

Her loose white shirt under the half sleeve lab coat was showing her chest clearly. I saw a skin-colored lace bra and got an instant erection. Her juicy pouting lips were meant for blowjobs.

“Monu, don’t forget to return everything before the recess, ok?” she said in her sexy voice, and I rushed off to the toilet to masturbate.

After some days, she pretty much knew that I was hitting on her and let me have a reward once in a while. Once just before winter break, I was sitting in the lab, stealing glances at her. She turned around and removed the pin holding her thick hair bun.

I saw the most amazing silky dark brown hair fall till her back and straighten itself as if it was never tied, the scene was like a heavy curtain falling. I had to jerk off twice that evening.

After the exams, the only time I got enough courage to compliment her was when I went to get my college leaving certificate. My eyes were searching for Shriya. I knew that the chances of her being present on that day were slim since she wasn’t an actual teacher.

I was going home when I saw her in the corridor, and my heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t in her usual salwar kameez and lab coat but a brown saree. The cotton saree was tightly wrapped on her body and looked like it might slip off her body at any moment.

I got a glimpse of her belly button through the translucent material, and a gap in her pallu showed just a tiny peek of her waist. The blouse she wore had almost full sleeves with a narrow neck showing very little of her golden skin, leaving the rest to my vivid imagination.

The most striking thing was she had cut her hair in a blunt cut till mid-back and colored it deep black. The best compliment I could think of before walking those 10 feet was, “Hi ma’am, your haircut is looking good.”

She blushed and smiled at the naughty compliment. Without much talk, she gave me a handshake and said in her stylish manner, “Thank you, Monu, and best of luck for your future plans.” In that brief moment, I saw her full beauty.

Her eyes were with a hint of mascara and lips with a touch of gloss. Her inner ear was pierced with a gold stud, looking very sexy. A couple of my class girls came to us and wished her. One of them asked the question I had never been able to ask, “ Ma’am, what does your tattoo say?”

“Oh, this?” Shriya smiled and displayed her slender hand with the tattoo writing under her wrist to about 6 inches across. “It’s in Tulu, it means love.”

I walked away, knowing that I would probably never see her. I took one last look at her back, her swaying figure, and that black curtain of hair that I so badly wanted to touch.

Four years and three breakups later, I was not a virgin and studying hotel management in Manipal. I had taken up exercise and turned into a gym boy. With my reddish skin and height of 6 feet, I could have my way with many girls in college.

I parked my motorcycle and started to go up the huge staircase of our college when I saw her. It was definitely her, wearing tight three-quarter jeans and a white shirt with frilled sleeves. Looking very stylish in big sunglasses.

Her dark brown hair was cut till her tits and had waves with ash color highlights. She still had the same stats, but little body fat was making her look like a sex bomb.

Coupled with the dark maroon lipstick, a full makeup extending to nail paint on her toes and smooth milky legs completed her look. Her hair was bouncing as she was quickly climbing the stairs. I caught up with her and called out.

“Ma’am!”

No answer.

I tried again, “Shriya.”

She turned and looked at me without recognizing at first. Then she said loudly, “Monu!” and smiled, showing all her teeth, “How are you? It’s so nice to see you.”

I was one step below her. She tried to give me a light, formal hug but ended up giving me a full embrace with her boobs in almost in my face. I, on the other hand, could not properly hold out my hands. I had to hold her waist in case she bends too much or slips from the stairs above.

For a moment, I could smell her sweet perfume and feel her soft hair on my cheek. She was saying something in Tulu, then excused herself, “Oh, sorry, you are not Kannadiga. Ok now tell me how to register for classes,” saying she led me to into the building.

She was married for the last three years, and her husband had recently moved to Manipal as faculty. She was still applying for jobs and wanted to do a culinary diploma in the gap period. At 26, she was looking great, younger than some of my classmates, and this time I told her candidly.

She blushed a little and said,” “You’re still after me, silly?” and showed her pretty hand with the ring finger. I asked, how did she know I was chasing her? She said it was plain and clear from the beginning that I had a huge crush on her. “To be honest, I liked the attention you were cute and funny.”

We exchanged contacts and split up.

The next morning she called to ask a classroom number. She was in one of the optional classes with me. I wore a bit of cologne, just enough to be noticed without standing out. She was wearing formal grey trousers and full sleeves shirt. Her beautiful assets complimented even the most boring clothes!

We sat next to each other in class. She wasn’t the shy type and easily moved closer, whispered in my ear, “You smell sweet, like a fruit.” I told her it’s Dior. Her soft body squeezed against felt wonderful, and her smell was making me horny.

The class ended after a long lecture, and we walked out. I asked her for coffee, and she said, “Are you asking me out?” And laughed, “Not today, but I’ll call you tomorrow evening, ok?” and left me guessing about her plan for tomorrow.

The next day was Friday. It was almost 7 pm I got restless and gave up waiting for her call. As I was about to leave my apartment and hit the bar, a text message from her, “Monu, come to my place. We’re having a party.”

I was surprised, why would she call me home? Anyways I got dressed in a tight black shirt, linen blazer, and jeans. Then followed the GPS map to reach her house. It was a lavish villa with a fountain in the garden.

Shriya was looking gorgeous in a long aquamarine skirt and a white flowery lace top. She had long ear jewelry and very light makeup. Her inner ear stud had been replaced with a shining stone. Her hair was in perfect thick beach waves.

“You shouldn’t actually come on time for a cocktail party,” she said, holding my hand and walked inside. There were people arranging decorations. She told me it’s her husband’s business get-together.

He taught business subjects and had these parties to socialize with business people. He had stepped out to get some booze for the party.

I noticed her thick eyebrows that I saw this morning were plucked too thin lines and commented on it. “Ahh, I was going to fix them,” she said, walking towards a room. I took a beer from the ice bucket on the dining table and started looking at my phone.

“Monu, you can come here,” she called out. I went to the room and saw her in front of the mirror, shaving her eyebrow from the middle of the arch to the corner, then repeated the other one. Then she colored both with a pencil to make perfect high arches. She turned around for approval.

“Wow, Sexy!” I said as my dick started rising. I took a step closer and suggested her to trim her sideburns. “You think so?” she said as if agreeing already and gave me a mustache scissor to trim. I trimmed an inch on both sides.

Not satisfied with the stubble, she took out a razor and shaved off both sides. My cock was standing at the full monty, and she looked directly at it without saying anything. I took it that she must be quite used to making people horny by her presence.

Next, she surprised me and asked me to check her cheeks. Obviously, there was only one way to check by running my hand across both sides. Her skin was soft and smooth. It felt really good touching her face. I could smell her body from close quarters.

She was standing with her shoulder touching my chest, her hip bumped into me, and I wrapped my free hand on her waist.

We heard the doorbell and returned to the living room. Shriya’s husband was a jolly fellow of 34, with a stocky build and broad shoulders. He stood a couple of inches shorter than me, wearing a smart navy blue suit. He greeted me in a hurry, “Hi, Monu, right? Looking sharp, I’m Sandeep, call me Sandy.”

I smiled and shook his hand, “Good to meet you, sir.”

As we walked out, people started coming, and the party was at full swing. After a while, I came across Shriya and asked her what she had told Sandy about me.

“Everything,” she said, laughing, “He thinks you’re like my BFF now.”

“And he’s cool with me?” I asked suspiciously.

“Yaa, wait here. I’ll get the food out,” she said, leaving me with my thoughts.

Something is missing, I thought to myself. As the night progressed, I saw many hot girls, but none was as enticing as Shriya, with whom I had no hopes… yet

I had a few snacks and walked to the fountain. Shriya was sitting on its edge with her feet crossed and dangling. She was looking tipsy, with a glass of rose wine in her hand. She introduced me to some ladies who later left to get some food.

I sat next to Shriya and asked her how many drinks she had. She said just 2, told me to relax and put her hand under my arm and squeezed it. I told her she’s looking very pretty and put my hand on her thigh. The way her skirt was sliding on her thigh, her skin was amazingly smooth.

My dick was at the full monty again. Shriya asked me, in a whisper, “How many times does it happen?” looking straight at my crotch. I told her as many times as I see her and till I get to have sex. She asked if I don’t get to have sex, then what happens.

I told her then I have to relieve myself like I did in school. She looked straight into my eyes and asked me how many times did I shag myself in school. I told her it was probably, 2-3 times on each day that I saw her. She brushed her hand on my cock and asked me what it was that I liked about her.

I put my hand in her hair and told her, “Your hair, your lips, your figure, and your voice, everything turns me crazy.” She came closer and licked my lips with her tongue. I licked back, trying to touch her tongue but getting into a liplock instead.

We kissed like desperate lovers, fondling each other, and losing track of time. It was pure luck that no one noticed us sitting behind the fountain in those 5 minutes. She told me that Sandy had many girlfriends before marriage. He still saw some of them on his business trips.

She had loved Sandy in the beginning. But when she finally caught him cheating, they decided to have an open marriage. “He still loves me,” she said, “But he’s a social butterfly.’

It was midnight, and the party was nowhere close to finishing. Sandy was somewhere on the second floor balcony, opening Champagne for the second time.

Shriya walked seductively in front of me, leading the way back into the villa. There was an unlit secondary hallway near the kitchen that led to the guest bathroom, laundry room, and master suite on one side.

Shriya walked past the laundry to the garage and opened a small room in the corner. It looked like a storage room with nothing but a yoga mat.

She held my coat and pulled me close. I asked her, “Aren’t you drunk?”

She just replied naughtily, “Should I be drunk to make love, Monu?”

I got the hint and took off my coat. We stripped in no time and closed the door.

We made love with her on top and me squeezing and teasing, until she climaxed. And then I mounted her in missionary style to make her a cream pie. We got dressed and went back for dinner.

I didn’t get to see her till the next Friday. Then a text from her, “Come over to stay over the weekend, Sandy is on a weekend tour.”

I packed a change of clothes and took a cab to her place. She was wearing a flowery one-piece dress above her knees when she opened the door. Her plan was to go clubbing that night.

I gave a kiss on her lips. “Monu, can you take care of this?” she said, showing me the velvety stubble on her sideburns. I took a razor and shaved her neatly.

“How do I look?” She asked. I said, “You look like a bombshell, but .. you could change your hairstyle.”

She got excited and asked me what look would suit her. I told her a pixie haircut would suit her face. She got excited and called the nearest salon. I asked what Sandy would say.

Shriya replied that she wanted to cuckold him anyway. So looking at her makeover, he would become a helpless cuckold, because he loved her hair a lot.

We both took a cab and reached the salon. The stylist cut off Shriya’s hair. First, he reduced volume from behind and then cut the sides so that Shriyas ears were visible. He kept the front hair till chin level so that it could be easily tucked behind her ears, for a more formal look.

Lastly he cleaned the nape area with a trimmer for a cleaner look. After a shampoo and blow-dry, Shriya was looking too hot in her short tomboyish haircut. It was about an inch long at the back of her neck and cut longer on top.

We went to the club, and everyone was ogling at Shriya. With her short hair and thigh-length dress, she was looking like a teenager. Finally, we decided to go home and fuck. I fucked her shaved cunt holding her head and jizzed on her hair.

She told me that Sandy got cuckold feelings when she narrated her sexual encounters with me, and he saw her shorn head. He was sad that her hair was gone but happy for the cuckold experience. He asked for more surprises when possible.

That week Shriya went and got my name tattooed on her right breast. When she showed it to Sandy, she saw him shagging twice in the night. One fine day she told him that if ever she would have kids, it would be from Monu! The more she cuckolded him, the more he seemed to enjoy.

Shriya and I continued our affair. We fucked in every possible position and occasion until I finished my studies and moved to Bangalore. Every once in a while, Shriya comes over to get laid to her heart’s content.

Hello guys and girls, Zaheera here. Thank you for the wonderful support and feedback on the first part of the story. And extremely happy to learn that you guys didn’t mind the length of the story. If you haven’t read it yet, be sure to read it.

So after what happened that night, I was on bliss, and honestly blamed myself for not doing sooner and was ruining the amount of fun I have missed, if I had done it earlier.

So, after resting on the couch for about 20 minutes, I and my elder brother moved the party to his bedroom where I gave him a blowjob. Even though I was no expert, I did my best.

My elder brother shot loads inside me. Honestly, I didn’t like the taste but as I was looking at his face, that relaxed face with eyes shut, and a clear indication of pleasure he received. And knowing that I was the reason for the pleasure was more than enough for me.

Then I laid down, spread my legs inviting my elder sibling. We did it three more times, with him releasing one more load into my pussy and one all over my face and breasts. I was enjoying every bit of it. We then kissed before crashing onto each other and we slept like that.

In the morning, I got up at 7 am. He was still sleeping naked next to me. The bruises on my body were telling the tale of last night’s adventures.

There were fingernail marks, love bites, hickeys on my neck, boobs, back, thighs, etc. And I loved every bit of it. Each and every one of them was reminding me about this awesome journey I have started with my brother.

I slowly got out of the bed, making sure not to wake him. I got my clothes from the living room, got dressed, and did my morning chores. My swollen pussy and sore knees were constantly reminding the escapades.

As it was a Sunday and all the efforts we put in last night, I knew that my elder bro Aadi wasn’t getting up until at least 10. So I cooked breakfast, ran to a nearby medical store, bought pills for my actions last night, and bought condoms for the things I was going to do that day onward.

When I returned, Aadi was up and he was taking a bath. I went to the kitchen, served breakfast on two plates, and went to his room and shouted, “Breakfast ready” in my kinkiest of voices.

He said, “Keep it on the dining table, I’ll join you soon” in a very normal tone. I said okay and brought both plates back to the dining room and waited.

My brother came out about 10 minutes later, dressed in his shorts and tee, and was looking very serious. Then, in one breath he said,

“I will get you pills, have it. And forget what happened last night. It shouldn’t have happened. And me being the elder, I take full responsibility for what has transpired. I am sorry, sister.” His eyes were watery and he sounded shaky.

I was in utter shock. I wanted to say, “It’s okay.. Not your fault. I wanted it to happen, and I still want it to continue” but I didn’t. I sat there in silence letting my brother take all the guilt and kept eating. Later he got me pills, I took them again and we never talked about it again.

A month passed by and things were returning to normal as brother-sister between us. We used to chit chat a little, went to parties together, etc. But I never could see him just as a brother. I wanted him. I wanted him badly. Or at least just for the sake of the box of condoms I bought that day, I wanted him.

Next Saturday was my birthday. I knew what I wanted so I decided to act upon it.

I had a plan. I knew my bro would have arranged a party for my birthday and for my plan to work, that party needed to be canceled. So I pretended having a fever on Friday and took a day off. When he was at the office, I cleaned myself and made me presentable (waxing and stuff).

Saturday morning my brother came into my room and wished me. Then he said that it was a shame that he had to cancel the party that he had planned looking at my condition. I said it’s fine. I thanked him and hugged him, making sure his hand would brush against my left boob a little. He instantly withdrew his hands and looked at me.

I calmly said, “It’s fine, Aadi. I know you didn’t do it intentionally.” He sighed with an awkward smile. To make it more awkward for him, I took my brother’s right hand, placed it on my breast again and pressed his hand with my hand, and said, “And I wouldn’t mind even if you do it intentionally, Aadi.”

He didn’t know what was happening. He still said, “Don’t, Zee, this is not right”.

“Said who?” I countered.

He, with a puzzled look, was stammering something, maybe looking for words.

I knew this was my chance for the monologue and I said,

“Aadi, I don’t know what’s right or wrong. All I know is I love you and I don’t regret a tiny bit about what happened between us that night. Forget regret, I even wished that we could continue doing that.

I see a great amount of comfort when being with you, and I will do anything to keep it that way. But at the same time, I don’t want to rush you into anything, but I want you to know that there’s nothing in this world that I wouldn’t do with you. I love you, Aadi.”

My brother sat there in silence for a while, looking into my teary eyes and not knowing what to do. Then he said, “I will see you in the evening” and went away. I didn’t know whether my little monologue grossed him out or something else, but I was waiting eagerly for the evening.

Then came the evening, I heard the door getting unlocked at 7 30 pm. It was him with a cake, a case of beer, and a gift-wrapped box. He called me out, we cut the cake and fed each other a little.

Then he gave me the gift. It was a smartwatch. I liked it. Still, I said I was hoping for something more and looked into his eyes. He said,

“You will get that too, Zee” and winked with a little smirk on his face. That wink was a signal of what was about to come! Oh god, what would I give to have that smirk and wink together a month before?! Probably everything!

I jumped on my brother and hugged him. I checked the smartwatch which he had just given me. The heart-rate was 116. I didn’t care. I munched on his face like a little bunny eating carrots. My brother grabbed my ass and with his fingers, he lowered my shorts along with panty in one motion.

I lifted my hands up and he took my top off me. I helped him get undressed pretty quickly. I took a good chunk of the cake, applied it all over his body, and started licking it off sensually. He held my hair while I was nibbling in his nipples.

Then I went lower, took the cake-covered cock of my own brother, licked it along the seam without using my hands. He left out a loud grunt and said, “Zeeeeeeeee..”

In my 21 years’ life, I had never heard my brother calling my name with so many “eeeeee”s .

Then I cupped his balls and took his entire length in my mouth. His precum and sweat-mixed with the chocolate cake were taking me into a trance.

I started deepthroating my elder brother’s cock, eventually making him shoot my birthday gift deep inside my throat! I sucked him clean until he was dry and was erect again.

***

So, this the second part of the story where I once again convinced my brother to bed me. I hope you liked it.

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Hello readers, I am Varun, sharing a series of my life incidents with my cousin with you all. For those who have not read the stories, please check the series. This is the penultimate part of the series, so it will be a bit longer.

In the last part, I told you how Ankita got suspicious of Gaurav while waking him up and didn’t say anything. He woke up and went to hug her, but she didn’t seem interested in hugging. So, he asked her about the matter, but she didn’t reply.

He got worried and asked for the reason. Ankita told her that she will talk later. In the evening, Ankita went to Gaurav’s room when he was studying and tried to get to the bottom of things.

Ankita: Hey, Gaurav, I need to ask you something.

Gaurav: Yeah. Please. You have been acting strangely.

Ankita: Were you with some girl last night?

This was something unexpected, but Gaurav gathered some courage and replied: What?

Ankita: I smelled a girlish scent today when I woke you up. Let me know if you are seeing some other girl too. I don’t have any issues, but I need to know.

Gaurav then told her that he came to know that Preeti and Meenal were having a lesbian affair and how things went last night. Hearing this, Ankita’s face turned red. But she too had a history which Gaurav didn’t know. So she also told him about her relationship with Deepti and how they enjoyed a threesome.

Gaurav: Hmm. It seems that we all cousins are involved with each other.

Ankita: Can we….? I mean orgy.

Gaurav: Will everyone agree? I mean, yes, we are involved, but in cousins only. Will Varun accept having sex in the same room or even with Meenal? They are real brother and sister. The same goes for Deepti and me and you and Preeti.

Ankita: I don’t mind with Preeti. Will you do it with Deepti?

Gaurav: Ummm…

Ankita: That means you could. I mean she too has great features

Gaurav: That’s true. I mean, I could if she didn’t have any issues.

So, they made a plan and will talk to others discreetly and then take the decision. That night Ankita came to us when we were about to start. Gaurav went to Meenal and Preeti.

Ankita: Hey, can I join tonight?

Deepti: Sure, why not. The more, the merrier. (After a pause) See how Varun got excited when I said that.

Me: Why not? I got 2 sexy angels tonight.

Ankita came to us and started undressing. Deepti, too joined and put on a sexy strip show for me. Then they slowly came upon me and started kissing. Ankita and I were lip-locked, and Deepti was kissing my abs. I was caressing Ankita’s ass with one hand and Deepti’s boobs with the other.

Slowly, Deepti started to give me a handjob while kissing me all over and used her second hand to rub Ankita’s pussy. During this, Deepti now started to kiss all over Ankita. I, too, broke the lip lock and started to kiss her body. We then, one by one, focused on each other’s body and kissed each other.

I first put my dick inside Deepti, who was in doggy position, sucking Ankita’s boobs. A small moan came out of her as I pushed my complete dick with one motion. And started fucking Deepti. After 5 minutes, I took out my dick and put it inside Ankita, who was still under Deepti.

After a while, Deepti rolled over next to Ankita, and I again started fucking Deepti. I did this for about 20 minutes. When I was about to cum, I took my dick out and shot my load on both of them. They both licked my cum from each other.

We spend the next half hour touching each other and chatting.

Deepti: Hey Ankita, Gaurav studying?

Ankita: Nope. Why are you asking? Do you want him to join too?

Deepti: Err…. No, you came here and are not with him.

Me: Or she just likes my dick more.

Ankita: It’s nothing like that. He was a bit busy, so I came here. I think he would not mind joining if Deepti is ok.

Me: Why will she have a problem? She only said ‘the more, the merrier’.

Deepti: Yeah, then let’s make Preeti and Meenal a part too and have an orgy.

Me and Ankita (Together): Not a bad idea.

The moment of silence in the room was such that all our heartbeats were heard. We looked at each other and asked ourselves if that was even possible. Ankita was playing with us as she wanted us to say yes, and we were submitting to the idea.

Ankita: Well, Gaurav has a good body, and so do the girls.

Deepti: But will they agree?

Me: Gaurav might as he is already spending nights with Deepti, but I doubt if Meenal and Preeti will agree.

Deepti: If we all agree, then I don’t think there will be an issue.

Ankita: Leave that to me. An idea just popped in my mind.

Me: Are you sure?

Ankita: I think. I mean 99%, I will get them to agree. I just need a few days.

There it was agreed that if all are ready, we will go for an orgy picnic.

On the other hand, Gaurav was doing his bit in letting girls agree for the orgy. He went in to join the girls for threesome second night in a row. Gaurav knocked on the door of Meenal and Preeti’s room and entered inside by announcing himself.

He found the girls were already naked and having lesbian sex. He took out his clothes and joined them. The girls were in 69 position with Preeti on top. He started licking her asshole while Meenal was licking her pussy.

After 2 minutes, when he thought that her ass was lubricated, he tried to put his finger in her asshole. Preeti let out a loud moan as this double attack on her pussy and asshole was the first time for her.

Preeti: Ohhh… Oh my god. Yes.

Now, Meenal was giving him a handjob while licking Preeti’s pussy. Gaurav was fingering her asshole. Slowly Gaurav pushed the tip of his finger inside and pushed it all in. Preeti’s eyes nearly popped out.

After fingering her for 5 minutes, he made them both change their position with Meenal on top and Preeti. He started to work on Meenal’s pussy and asshole. Now it was Meenal’s turn to experience the double attack.

After about 5 minutes of his fingering, Preeti adjusted Gaurav’s dick on Meenal’s pussy, and he shoved his dick inside. She then asked Meenal to move in such a way that Gaurav didn’t have to move to fuck her, and she could take his balls in her mouth.

Now, Meenal was being fucked by Gaurav’s dick in her pussy and finger in her asshole. She was enjoying Preeti’s pussy with her thumb pressing on Preeti’s asshole, and Preeti was licking and sucking Gaurav’s balls.

All three of them couldn’t last long and cum together within 15 minutes. Preeti licked the mixed juices coming out of Meenal’s pussy, and Meenal did the same to Preeti. They then lay together and started to chat.

Meenal: That was something you can term as being on the seventh cloud.

Gaurav: Yeah, with a fingering an asshole while fucking and getting your balls licked, I don’t know how I lasted this long.

Preeti: The fragrance of pussy getting fucked near you and your pussy and asshole being used was really heavenly.

Gaurav: It would have been more erotic if someone was fucking Preeti too.

Meenal: What? Are you crazy?

Preeti: No, that actually would have been interesting. Some other boy, even girl, licking my asshole while you working my pussy.

Meenal: Who will agree for this?

Gaurav: May be Ankita or Varun.

Preeti: Or Deepti.

Meenal: We can’t let our secret out. What if they told this to our parents?

Gaurav: Relax, hypothetically, if anyone agrees, would you let them in?

Preeti: I would like them all to agree.

Meenal: Hypothetically, yes.

Gaurav: I might have an idea of letting them join with their consent, and they will not complain to anyone.

Meenal: You can try, but make sure we don’t get in any trouble.

Gaurav: Ok, I have a secret to tell you both, but promise me you will not be angry.

Preeti: What secret?

Gaurav then tells them about Ankita and him. They listen very anxiously and then decide to let Ankita in with them. But here Ankita and Gaurav had some other plans.

Friends, that’s it in this part of family group sex. Please send me your responses at [email protected]. In the last part of the series, I will tell you what happened when Ankita and Gaurav proceed with their plan.

Hi everyone, this is Divyaag (name changed ), and today I am writing about a story that happened with me last October. I am an engineering student from Pune. This story has happened with Priya (name changed), who is my college senior.

I knew Priya through a college festival. We were working for the art team for the festival. But we knew each other only as teammates and never had a chance to move further to turn it into friendship. Neither I dared to get her WhatsApp number from the arts group.

So I was in the third year at that time, and she was in her final year. Priya was kinda tomboy, always wearing shirts like boys and full jeans. But with the tomboy attitude, she had a curvy ass that looked amazing through those jeans.

Also, her boobs were big enough to put a lot of pressure on the buttons of the shirt. Between the gaps of her buttons, I used to sneak in to see her light color bra. That view was always my reason for masturbation. And the ass always was in my dreams.

She had a little rough voice, but her face made it sound sexy rather than rough. Many seniors tried on her, but she was kinda, ‘I’ll punch you on your groin’ girl.

So after some months, she passed out of college and started working in a company. And my dreams of having fun with her stayed dreams. I was in my final year now. Placements started, and companies for job interviews started coming.

So this is where I got lucky. The company she was working for was about to visit our campus. So I took advantage of the situation and gathered the courage to message her and asked about how to prepare. She helped me nicely. (Though I didn’t get placed there).But now we were kinda friends.

I started following on her Instagram. One day, I noticed she liked a pic from the ‘Friends with Benefits’ movie. So I thought of making a move. I shared a similar pic in DM, and as soon as she read, I deleted it. (My move) She forced me to send it back, but I kept denying for a while just to sound innocent.

I resent it (which was a meme on friends with benefits). She laughed and asked if I had any. I replied, no. I asked if she had any, and she too denied. With this now, I gained confidence and started sharing more adult memes. We started chatting till late at night. And chatting at night times brings the naughtiness out of you.

And then, while chatting, she mentioned her favorite movie is ‘Friends with Benefits’. Though I had watched it, I told her I wanted to see it. She invited me to come and watch it with her at her place. She used to live in a rented flat. I happily agreed.

There comes the real action now. I visited her on Saturday afternoon as she told me her roommate is out. I was happy to hear this. She was wearing shorts and a tee. I could easily tell she was wearing a red bra as I can sneak easily in. That red color corrupted my mind, and I wanted her badly.

She started the movie on her laptop, and we were watching while sitting on her cot. And then some sexy scenes started. Then she took the movie back to the point where the actor and actress decided to be friends with benefit. And then Priya used the same words looking towards me, “Friends, who do this.”

I was stunned and afraid. But then said who would not want fuck a girl like you. Giving affirmative expressions, she told me to undress. I got excited and removed the t-shirt and waited. She, with angry eyes and her tomboy accent, ordered me to remove everything. I did but was afraid.

There I heard someone laughing, and to my surprise, it was Shivani. Shivani was holding her phone as if she was recording me getting undressed. Both started laughing, and I did not understand anything, trying to cover myself from Shivani.

Let me describe Shivani. Shivani was Priya’s best friend from college days and her roommate now. They both were so close to being called lesbians. Shivani is tall and healthy enough to get shit out of anyone. She got big boobs and an even bigger ass.

Her MMS had leaked during college days that showed her navel and boobs. Her navel is heaven-like. Simply, she is sexy. As I was looking towards Shivani, Priya kicked me, and I fell on Shivani’s legs. I was shivering. Shivani, with strong hands, clutched me by my neck.

She shouted, “We will make your video viral and make you a whore in the city.” I cried not to do that, and I told them I’ll give money as much as they wanted. Hearing this, Priya kicked my ass from behind and said, “ We don’t need your money.”

Then like a crying baby, I looked back towards Priya and asked what she wanted. She shouted, “We want to make you our sex slave, you moron.”

“Sex slave?” I asked. She kicked my balls as I shouted she pushed her hand in my mouth.

Priya: Yes, our slave. You will obey our orders, and we are your masters.

Me: But this is wrong.

Shivani: Okay, then we will upload this on social media and make it viral. It won’t take much longer to make you ridiculous.

Priya: Let’s teach this slave some lessons
Me: But Priya…
Shivani slaps me.
Shivani: Call her ‘boss’.

I almost cried and begged them to leave me. But every time I begged, Shivani would kick my balls. I sat in the corner, crying. Shivani went into the bedroom and got back with a stick. I was too afraid. She came near me, sat on a chair, and Priya started recording me hiding from Shivani.

Shivani: Will you be our slave?
Me: (crying)
Shivani: Turn around (shouting)

I turned around, and Priya recorded a good view of my ass.
Priya: He has a good ass. Look at his asshole. He is sure a bitch
Shivani moved the stick over my asshole. I was so afraid, I said, “Yes, I’ll be your sex slave. You both are my bosses.” They both grinned, looking at each other.

Shivani: look towards me.

I didn’t. She hit my ass with that stick. I immediately looked towards her with pain on my face. She took hold of my cheeks and slapped me, telling me to follow her orders in one go. Then I felt a hand over my not so hard right now dick. It was Priya.

Priya: Look at his dick. (caressing hand over it)

I felt so good. And suddenly, she slapped my dick. I fell on the floor. As I tried to look up in pain, I saw both of them kissing. I knew they were lesbians. The sight of them kissing made me hard. Shivani looked at me and said, “See, this bitch is hard.”

Priya ordered me to become a dog. I followed. Priya came from behind and started staring at my ass. Shivani came near my face and showed me a glance of her boobs. I was a happy sex slave now.

Shivani ordered me to lick her cleavage. I happily agreed. While doing it, I felt a finger near my asshole. It was Priya. I concentrated more on licking Shivani’s cleavage. Shivani herself undressed her top and bra giving me a clear sight of her huge melons that have the sexiest nipples. I started licking her boobs.

I gained confidence and started sucking those nipples, and Shivani slapped me. Shivani shouted, “You whore, I told you to lick. Don’t be over smart.”

Priya: I’ll punish this slave for his mistake.

Shivani ordered me to suck. I was happy and ignored Priya’s Punishment words. Then suddenly, Priya entered her finger in my asshole. I shouted as it was too sudden. Priya grinned and told me, “Bitch, this is your punishment.”

She was fucking my asshole with her finger. And as the path got easy, she inserted her second finger. As her speed increased, I increased my speed of sucking Shivani’s boobs. Somehow I started enjoying it and realized I am their slave.

I got tired and lay on the floor. Meanwhile, Shivani and Priya started their lesbian actions. Undressing each other, sucking each other’s boobs. They looked pro as if doing this for a long time. They both got nude. What a sight that was. Truly Priya has the curviest ass. And Shivani got a huge ass.

Priya’s nipples were big but sexier than Shivani’s. As I was lying on the floor, Shivani put a foot over my asshole. Priya told me to lick her feet. I did. The feeling of being a sex slave was amazing. They told me to sit between them and finger both at once. I happily agreed.

I put my finger on Shivani’s pussy, and it was very wet. Priya’s action must have got her wet. I started rubbing my finger over Shivani’s Pussy. Priya spat over me and shouted finger both of us. I fingered both of them. They both enjoyed it but took a lot of time to reach the climax.

As they both enjoyed it, they offered me a gift, and it was a blowjob. Priya licked my balls, and Shivani licked the tip. The feeling of being in heaven struck. Getting a blowjob from such sexy ladies was a dream come true. I climaxed. I was smiling.

And suddenly, Priya slapped me. “Don’t be so happy, you bitch.” Shivani got the camera and started recording. They had collected my cum and made me drink it as they recorded me do that. It was embarrassing, but fun.

Priya: We like you. You are our slave from now.

Shivani: We will call you any time to serve us. Don’t get a minute late else your dick has to suffer.
Priya: Now dress up and get us a coffee.
Shivani: Wait. Lie down.

I laid down. Shivani started pissing over me. It was disgusting, and I shouted back. Priya kicked my balls so hard I could not tell. I fell on the floor. Priya pissed on me, too, and made sure to piss on my face. I laid there in their piss. They both dressed up and told me to clean up and get them coffee.

So, guys, this is the first part of the femdom domination I experienced. Further parts I’ll write about how they punished me with that stick. How they made me drink more of their piss. They got dildos and how we three fucked each other.

I’ll write in further parts. Stay Tuned. For any suggestions, please mail me at [email protected]. Hoping to receive a lot of suggestions.

This is a fictional story. No events or people depicted in this milf seduction story are real.

Things have not been the same between mom and me since I returned home for lockdown. Actually, things had been quite shaky since my 18th birthday 7 months ago.

My mom Vasundhara is a beautiful MILF. Yes. She’s a total MILF – a Mom I’d Love to Fuck. She is just 42 but hardly looks a day older than 35. She keeps fit by doing yoga. I am sure she makes many heads turn and dicks hard at the school she works in.

I’ve seen her peon, PT sir, and even students ogle at her shamelessly as she walks by. Being a respectable teacher, she only wears sarees and has her hair in a prim and proper bun every day when in school. Only I have had the fortune of seeing her in tight leggings and short t-shirts while she does yoga.

Even her nighties are of knee-length. Often when she sits down, I get to see her plump, milky thighs. And when she bends down to clean, she gives a clear view of her enormous cleavage that forms in the middle of the 36C boobs.

Ever since my father passed away 7 years ago, she has been my sole companion, friend, and confidant. I have always confided in her about my friends, my crushes, and everything else. The only thing I had kept a secret from her is how much I lust for her.

All that changed on my 18th birthday.

On my 18th birthday, all my friends came to my home and surprised me with a cake at 12 am. They took me away for a full day of masti, and it was 9 pm by the time I returned home. Mom was quite upset, and I could see that she was crying.

“What happened, mom? Why are you crying?” I asked out of concern.

“Nothing. I guess you had good fun with your friends and forgot all about your lonely mom,” she said sarcastically. It felt like being stabbed with a knife in the heart.

“No, mom, I told them I had to get home soon. But…”

“It’s okay. Go have food. I’ve made your favorite poori channa and jalebi.” She said and turned towards the bedroom.

“No, mom, let’s have dinner together!” I said and blocked her way.

“I’m not hungry. You go eat,” she said and tried to go into the bedroom. I hugged her tightly and pressed my body against her. She tried to resist at first but gave in.

“Sorry, mom. Let’s have dinner,” I said. This time our faces were too close to each other. I could see her wet eyes and her luscious lips. I forgot about everything else.

“Hey, why are you looking like that?” Mom asked.

“There is something more delicious than jalebi, mom,” I said and brought my face close to her.

“Really? What is that?” she asked innocently.

I leaned in and smooched her lips. Mom was in complete shock and was stunned. Her lips parted, and I slid my tongue inside her mouth and began smooching her lustfully. Mom gave in and kissed me back gently.

I hugged her tighter and pushed my hardness on her.

“Aah, Mom,” I moaned into her mouth, which brought her back to her senses, and she pushed me away. She corrected her dress and turned away. I was feeling ashamed.

“You go freshen up. I’ll serve us dinner,” she said and walked into the kitchen.

Throughout the dinner, there was complete silence between mom and me. She avoided my gaze and was transfixed on the plate before her. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Her lips, her cheeks, her cleavage, everything was making me go mad on her.

After dinner, mom was washing vessels. I don’t know what came over me, but seeing her back made me go mad. I immediately went and hugged her tightly from behind.

“Mom, I love you so much. I wish I could marry you, mom,” I said and groped her boobs.

Mom immediately let go of me and looked at me in anger. I quietly left the kitchen and went to sleep in the common bedroom that mom and I shared.

That was the only incident that happened between us before I left for college hostel the next day. Neither of us brought up the topic since then, and everything was fine between us. I spoke to mom daily, and she was cheerful as ever. Because of the lockdown, I immediately returned home.

“Arre! You were supposed to come tomorrow, na?” Mom said, looking at me surprised as she entered the home.

I had come home in the afternoon to surprise mom.

“I thought I’ll see my beautiful mom a day earlier,” I said and hugged her. Mom hugged me back and felt up my back, shoulders, and biceps.

“Oh, what is this? Have you been working out?” She asked. “You didn’t even do yoga with me when you were here!’

“Yes, mom, my birthday resolution was to be more fit,” I said, flexing my muscles. Mom touched them gently in awe. I could see that she was extremely proud of me for taking up this hobby and keeping myself fit.

The rest of the day was spent in exchanging stories, discussing corona, and talking about my time in college and her school. We retired to bed early in the night.

The next morning, mom and I woke up pretty early, and we went to the terrace to work out. Mom was in her usual tight leggings and a tight t-shirt that showed off all her curves. Her hair was in a ponytail. She looked like a sexy minx. I was just wearing a loose t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

Mom began doing her yoga on a yoga mat, and I started doing my push-ups, crunches, and squats. I had access to a gym back in college. But here I had to contend myself with just bodyweight exercises.

Pretty soon, mom and I both worked up a sweat. I could see the sweat dripping off her face, giving her a glowing look. She noticed me staring at her and nodded at me as if asking me what I was looking at. I just shook my head.

I was feeling sweaty and hot too. So I removed my t-shirt and stood there, bare-chested. It was my turn to ask my mother what she was looking at. She turned away sheepishly. We worked out for some more time, and we headed downstairs to freshen up.

“Where are you off to?” Mom asked me as I picked up my towel. “I have to go to school today. Let me take a bath first,” she said, blocking the way to the only bathroom in the house.

While the lockdown was in effect, my mom still had to go to school 3 days a week for some administration work.

“Mom, I’m sweaty!” I protested.

“I am sweaty too. See…”She lifted her arms and showed me the sweat patches at her armpits. My gaze went down and locked in on her cute navel that was exposed when her t-shirt came up.

Mom just gave me a sly smile as she lowered her arms.

“Maybe we can bathe together then,” I said, winking at her.

“Naughty fellow. Your old habits haven’t gone yet, huh?” She said, winking at me.

I smiled back sheepishly and scratched my head.

“Let mummy take a bath first, and I’ll make some nice breakfast for you,” she said and went into the bathroom with her towel. “In the meanwhile, take out the clothes from the washing machine and put them out to dry.”

I could hear the sounds of water falling on the floor and mom’s gentle voice humming a Bollywood song. I was so jealous of her soap, which had the pleasure of running across every inch of her body. Just thinking of her wet, milky body made me go hard.

I lowered my boxers and began stroking hardness, thinking of how nice it would be to pump my hard cock into her wet, slippery pussy. I was so engrossed in my imagination that I didn’t hear mom come out of the bathroom.

I opened my eyes to see mom, wrapped in just a towel staring at my hard cock. I immediately pulled up my boxers and looked down shamefully. Mom also turned around, as if to give me some privacy.

“Did… did you put the clothes to dry?” Mom asked, slyly turning around to look at me. My dick was still semi-hard and was making a good bulge in my boxers.

“No… no mom. I was tired so… I….” I stuttered.

I looked up at her and noticed her wet legs first. The thin silver anklets complemented her milky body well. My eyes followed her legs, up to her thighs. Old memories of me fapping to those thighs came flooding back to my mind.

As I traced her body with my eyes, mom turned around. I could see her cleavage, with her towel barely covering her milk tankers. My dick began to grow again and made a tent in my boxers.

“What are you looking at?” Mom asked, teasingly. Her gaze fell on my dick, and she laughed a little.

“Sorry, you have to see my like this,” mom said, looking into the mirror and combing her hair. As she lifted her hand, I could clearly see her shaved armpits.

“You know I live alone, and I don’t have to worry about anyone looking at me. So I usually just take a towel to the bath. I’ll be careful from next time,” she said and winked at me. “Now go take a bath. I need to change my clothes,” she said, applying kajal to her eyes.

“It’s okay, mom. I can stay right here.” I said, staring at her beauty shamelessly.

“You naughty!” She said and threw a towel at me. “Go take a bath. Let’s have breakfast together.”

I went into the bathroom, and immediately, my eyes fell on the pile of clothes mom had just removed. I picked up her panty and smelled it. I could smell the musky scent of her pussy juices and her sweat. I spent the next 20 minutes, jerking off to her panty.

“You took an awfully long time to bathe,” mom said, winking at me. She was wearing a plain pink saree and had her hair tied in a bun like always.

“Well, I had to get clean, mom,” I replied. I was wearing just a pair of boxers and a t-shirt again. I noticed mom gazing at my crotch every now and then.

“Ya ya, because you are such a dirty boy,” mom laughed.

“Well, dirty moms give birth to dirty sons, right mom!” I said and pinched her exposed waist.

Mom let out a low moan and immediately checked herself.

“Eat first!” She said.

“No, mom. Why don’t you feed me? It’s been so long!” I said.

Mom happily agreed to feed me. We were sitting very close to each other on the dining table. As mom fed me, I would sometimes mock-bite her fingers. And every time she fed me after taking a bite herself, I would say that the morsel tasted extra sweet because of her.

I took out the jalebi from the fridge and began feeding her in between bites.

“No, no! It’s enough! I’m getting late for school,” mom said, shaking her head.

“Please, mom, just one more bite. This jalebi is so sweet! Say aa… say aa…” I tried to force mom, but she didn’t budge. In the commotion, a piece of jalebi fell on her blouse, right at her cleavage. We both stopped messing around immediately.

“Let me clean up,” mom started getting up.

“It’s okay mom, I’ll clean it for you,” I said and took out my hanky. I stared at her cleavage for a few seconds. I could see her chest heaving as she breathed heavily.

“What are you looking at?” mom asked, out of breath.

“Nothing, mom,” I said. I bent down to her chest and put my lips on her cleavage and sucked the piece of jalebi from her cleavage. I licked the syrup with the tip of my tongue.

Mom wasn’t protesting. She seemed to enjoy it, so I began suckling her cleavage for some more time.

“Hey… stop it… it’s clean enough,” mom said.

“No, mom, there is some more….” I started licking her chest, then her neck, and then I began sucking the sweet juices on her lips. This time, mom didn’t stop me, we smooched like lovers for five minutes before mom pushed me away.

“I’m getting late for school,” she said and got up. I followed her to the washbasin, and as she was washing her hand. I hugged her from behind and began smooching her neck.

“Don’t go to school, mom,” I said, pressing my hardness on her. “Did you like what you saw in the morning?” I asked, still holding her tight. Mom wasn’t protesting. She was just breathing hard.

“I loved what I saw in the morning. But I want to see more, mom.” I said, feeling my hands on her bare waist.

Mom lost breath as my bare skin touched hers.

“Mom, I”m dying to fuck you,” I said, shamelessly as I grabbed her boobs on her saree.

Mom let out a loud moan. “Ah, beta, what are you saying? I’m your mother.”

“So what, mom? You are a woman too. And I can be the man who satisfies your burning desires. I know you have been hungry for a dick for the past 7 years,” I said.

Mom grabbed my hands and bit her lower lip.

“Don’t you remember how nice it feels to get fucked by a hard dick? Let me give you that pleasure again, mom,” I said, nibbling at her earlobes.

I turned mom around and began smooching her lips like a crazy lover. I grabbed her ass and started pressing it hard. I pulled down my boxers, freeing my erect cock. I took mom’s hand and put it on my bare dick.

She shuddered for a bit and was transfixed on my thick veiny cock. I started fucking her hand, and her grip became tighter. I spit on my cock to give it some lubrication.

I gently pushed mom’s head down, and she started kneeling without much resistance. When she got on her knees, she began licking the tip of my cock and took it deep inside her throat. She started sucking me like a pro.

“Ah, mom, you are sucking so good,” I said as she relished the full length of my shaft. I held mom’s head and started face fucking her hard. She began gagging on my thick cock, and tears began flowing from her eyes. But she didn’t give up till I shot a thick load inside her mouth.

Mom wiped her lips and eyes and smiled at me. “Dirty boy,” she said and blew me a kiss. As she got up, I kept my feet on her pallu, so her saree dropped when she got up, giving me a clear view of her in just a blouse. She turned around and covered her chest with her arms in shyness.

“Are you shy in front of me, mom? After drinking my cum?” I said, hugging her. “Now that you have drunk my milk, let me drink yours, mom,” I said, removing her hands from her chest. I unhooked her blouse and lifted her bra and began sucking her nipples.

Soon both of us were moaning in heat. Mom held my cock and began shaking it as it got hard. I put my hands inside her panties and began kneading her ass cheeks. I slipped mom’s panties aside and pushed my hard cock inside her wet pussy in one go.

Mom shrieked and gripped my bare shoulders tightly, driving her nails into my skin. I carried her, with my dick still deep inside her, into the bedroom. I laid her on the bed, with me on top of her, I began pumping my hard cock inside her wet, slippery pussy.

“Ah beta, slowly, your mom hasn’t had a man inside her for a long time,” she pleaded as I pounded her hard.

“Mommy, let me fuck you hard. Let me make you leak like a tap,” I said, ravaging her motherly beauty.

Soon we had forgotten that mom had to be in school, or that we were mother and son. We were just two hungry and horny people satisfying our carnal desires.

I kissed my mother in every inch of her skin and ate her pussy out like a hungry man. I squeezed her mature boobs like I always wanted to. Mom was a complete nymph. She took my tool inside her mouth and began deep throating me as I squeezed and pinched her boobs and nipples.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I threw mom on the bed and began hammering into her pussy as she moaned and cried. I licked and smooched all over her face.

“Ah, mom I’m cumming. I’m cumming into your pussy,” I moaned.

“Yes, beta, cum inside me. Cum inside your own mother,” she pleaded and locked her legs behind my back.

Soon I shot loads of my thick sticky cum into her pussy and fell on top of her exhausted.

We both went to sleep, and when we woke up, we were no longer just mother and son. We were lovers and lived like a married couple.

“Hey, wait! I’m still here! Stop the bus!” shouted an attractive dark-skinned girl in a uniform. Her name is Nama Risi.

She gasped, trying to calm her breath as she saw the bus drive away. She was standing outside her college alone. “Damn you, people,” she cursed, “Can’t you give time to use the restroom,” she muttered.

That day the art students of the college were taken for a field trip to the slums of the region, Galichho, to show them how the poor people live. Sadly this place is far from the college, and Nama just missed the only ride to the site visit.

She was sitting on the staircase, trying to think of a solution to her problem. Suddenly she heard the roaring of a car engine. Then she saw a car speeding towards her out of the parking space.

“Wait!” she shouted, getting in the way. The car wasn’t slowing down. Still, she stood in front of the car. The car was very fast and was coming very close. She eventually closed her eyes as if that would prevent the accident from happening. Lucky for her the car halted just a few inches away from her.

“Are you out of your mind, woman? I could have run you over!” yelled the driver peeping out of the window. At that moment, he had headphones and dark sunglasses on him. There was a possibility that he might have actually killed her.

Nama opened her eyes to see Kanhay Kutty, a rich classmate of hers. Apparently, he drove his car to the college that day. She saw an opportunity, and with excitement, she went to the driver’s side window.

“Please, Kanhay, can you take me to the field trip as well?” she said while smiling at him.

Kanhay was still recovering from the shock he got from nearly killing her.

“No,” he gasped.

“Please…” she requested, joining hands.

“No,” he said, closing the window by pressing the automatic button. The window was closing, and so she put her hand in it.

“No, please stop,” she said, “I’ll fail the subject if I don’t attend the field trip. I beg you. Please take me…”

She was about to cry and create a scene. So he said, “Okay.” Hearing him, she smiled and went around to sit on the seat next to him.

“Let’s go,” she said, placing her hand on his thigh. Acknowledging it, Kanhay drove off the college. Nama was acting as if the car belonged to her. She was adjusting the seat, the mirror to see her face, and the AC.

“So hot,” she said, unbuttoning the top two buttons of her uniform shirt. Revealing more of her chest, she bent towards the AC. Kanhay saw that. The view was really exciting, which he enjoyed while she continued to chatter all by herself. Suddenly Kanhay said,

“Give me your bra,” he said in a firm voice.

Nama broke into laughter, thinking it was a joke. But it wasn’t. He was dead serious, looking at her.

“If you want to continue riding with me, then you have to take off the bra and give it,” he said, staring at her. Nama got scared. She didn’t say anything. She buttoned her shirt back again.

“Just kidding,” said Kanhay. Nama was relieved. After a few seconds of awkward laughter, he continued to drive. Five minutes later, he stopped the car on the side.

“Why did you stop?” she asked.

“Well, petrol doesn’t come for free. So if you want to continue traveling with me, you must give me your bra. Consider it your share,” he said with a wide grin.

“I can’t,” she said, covering her chest as if he could see through her clothes.

“Then you have to have sex with me,” he said. “Choose what you want.”

Acknowledging it, Nama started unbuttoning her shirt. But then she stopped.

“Wait, I can’t remove my bra here without showing you my chest,” she said.

“So…?” he asked. “The car won’t move until I have that soft brown fabric in my hand, he said after getting a glimpse of her bra.

Nama helplessly started unbuttoning her shirt. “What happened to you? You were not like this before,” she asked.

Nama had never talked to Kanhay before, but she has been his classmate for several years in the school. She was the witness to his transformation from a cute chubby kid to a hot hunk. Despite his appearance, Kanhay was nicer before.

“Ya ya… just take off and give it to me,” said Kanhay.

“I am. Can you start driving please,” she said once her shirt was completely undone. He acknowledged and started driving. Kanhay continued to drive. At a signal, they stopped, and a beggar came to ask for money.

Nama got scared as the beggar tapped on the window while she was sitting there with an open shirt and exposed brown bra that matched her skin tone.

“Don’t worry, the glasses are tinted. He can’t see inside. You should continue,” he said. Nama was careful while removing her bra to ensure he doesn’t get a glimpse of her breasts. Unusually he wasn’t looking.

His eyes were straight ahead on the signal waiting for it to turn green. There was another tap on the driver’s window, and involuntarily Kanhay lowered the window.

“Bobba!” yelled the beggar.

At that moment, she was done taking off her bra, and her beautiful breasts were exposed. What she didn’t hear was that the window was being opened.

“Bobba! Bobba!” he yelled again, this time louder and while pointing at her.

Kanhay reacted late, first looking at the beggar, and then he turned to view her bare tits. She gave a disgusted look and quickly covered herself with the shirt. Kanhay quickly threw a couple of hundred notes outside, and then closed the window. Meanwhile, the signal turned green, and Kanhay drove away.

Nama buttoned her shirt back on and slapped her bra on him, saying with an annoyed face, “Happy?”

It was still a long way to go. The road was bumpy, and due to the absence of a bra, her big breasts were bouncing even more. Kanhay had adjusted the rearview mirror to look straight at her rack. He was getting more and more excited with every passing minute.

For a long time, there was silence in the car. Nama felt suspicious. She looked at Kanhay, he was constantly looking in the rearview mirror. Then suddenly she saw a bump in his pants. “Are you having a boner right now. What is wrong with you?”

Kanhay realized that she saw and wanted to cross his legs. But he couldn’t, considering he was driving. Nama, being annoyed, looked away. Kanhay wanted to respond, but he couldn’t gather the right words.

He kept on turning to Nama, hoping to apologize. The more quite Kanhay kept, the more nervous he got. Then in a shaky voice, he spoke. “I’m fine, right now.”

He suddenly got emotional and started narrating a story.

“You say you were not like this before. Maybe you think I was better then. But I wasn’t. I was a chubby shy kid. I was like a football to them, the hot rich girls and boys. They kicked me around every time. They played pranks on me. Humiliated me.”

Kanhay was still driving, looking straight ahead without blinking. “Last year, this one time during Mrs. Rosie’s class, they made paper balls and threw at her and accused me of doing that. Later it was found that the paper was torn out of my notebook. I was punished in front of the class, and my parents were called.”

“Yes, I remember. I was there,” she said. Nama was surprised to see Kanhay open up like this. His behavior seemed to be returning like how he was before. Mopey and fragile.

“It was late in the evening, and I was alone in class with Mrs. Rosie. She was checking our test papers, and I was writing, ‘I will not waste paper’ thousand times. Mrs. Rosie was my crush.”

“A fair-skinned beauty with long black hair and big chest. And she always wore red. I used to sit on the first bench for her. But she used to almost every time talk to the mischievous kids in the back. After all, who would want to talk to a fat kid?”

“That particular evening, she was looking gorgeous – blood red sari with a black border and a sleeveless low cut blouse. For the first time in school, she had kept her hair loose, flowing like a silky black river down her bare shoulders. She was not wearing that before if you remember.”

“She changed after college was over. Perhaps she was planning to go somewhere. When she came into the class, all dressed up, I wondered what happened. Strangely she had tears in her eyes. ‘Did I hurt her by throwing paper at her?’ I wondered.”

“Mrs. Rosie.” I got her attention. “I swear, I didn’t throw those paper balls. I would never hurt you.” I said.

“Why would you think that?” she wondered.

“Because… you are crying because of me,” I replied. She smiled for once. I was happy. If I want to impress her, this was my chance, I thought.

“Mrs. Rosie, you look really sexy today. ” I said. The more I looked at her, the weirder I felt something in my pants. I didn’t know then why looking at her cleavage excited me. I was such a naive kid, just a year ago.”

While Kanhay narrated the story, he got an erection just by reliving the memory. Without hesitation, he unzipped his pants and took his dick out. Even for Nama, it was too casual. She tried to avoid looking but couldn’t. She kept on catching quick glimpses of his dick while she stroked it.

Meanwhile, he continued with the story.

“Ah, something bit me,” said I, getting out of the desk. Quickly I dropped my pants to show her my penis. For the first time, I saw it become big. “Oh no, it’s swollen,” I said naively.

She blushed, looking at me, and then walked close to me. “It’s normal,” she said while walking towards me. She went on the knees to look up to me. I was still standing there with my dick exposed. Suddenly I remembered something, and I pulled up my pants over my erection.

“What are you doing?” Mrs. Rosie asked. She was kneeling very close to me. “My mother told me to not show my peepee to people. It’s wrong,” I told her.

“It’s not wrong,” she replied, trying to pull my pants down. I resisted. “What if I show you something you haven’t seen before?” she said, looking at me.

Then without waiting for my answer, she took off her pallu and unhooked her blouse to show off her breasts. I feel ashamed to say that despite being 20 years old, those were the first pair of breasts I’ve ever seen. They were heavenly. “Haan!”

Kanhay snapped out of the story for a moment as he felt Nama touching his penis. While he let his thing go, Nama took charge of stroking his dick. In the heat of the moment, she unbuttoned her shirt button to let her tits out. And so he continued.

“I dropped my defenses and let her take off my pants. She then made me lie on the floor. I did as she asked. Meanwhile, thinking, “Women’s chests are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. But why do they keep it hidden?” She then came on top of me, squeezing my dick between her jugs.”

“She bit her lip and made a weird face looking at me. I was enjoying it too. The pleasure was immeasurable. Something I didn’t know I could feel before that incident. She continued to rub until I ejaculated!”

The moment he ended the story, he ejaculated on Nama’s hand. She dropped the excess cum out of the window and wiped her hand with wet tissues in the dashboard. They were close to the destination when Kanhay concluded.

“It was Mrs. Rosie, who taught me everything about sex, after class. As a child, I was fat cause I hated exercise. But she taught me that sex is a form of exercise that I loved. After two months of training, she finally had sex with me.”

Now Kanhay got very confident in narrating the story, “For the first time both of us were completely naked in the classroom and had sex in at least 6 different positions before I came inside her mouth.”

“Once done, we both got dressed. Looking around, I saw a white bra of hers lying on the ground. ‘Mrs. Rosie, you forgot this,’ I said, picking it up.  ‘It is for you,’ she said while fixing her hair and putting on some light makeup. ‘This is your award for doing good. Keep it,’ she said, walking close to me.”

“Holding my hand, she kissed her bra, leaving red lips to mark on it. ‘Hopefully, this will keep me in your memory.’”

“She then took me in her arms and said. ‘Kanhay. You are a cute little nice guy -favorite student of mine. I love you. But people don’t always like nice people. So if you wish to be adored by other girls of your age, you need to get rid of this.’ She said, mischievously pinching my belly and then kissed me on my lips.”

“My first kiss and only kiss with Mrs. Rosie. She changed my life for good.”

Nama was shaken, hearing the story. She didn’t know what to say. All these years in the same class, she didn’t realize that the pranks were hurting him. Perhaps it was this guilt that drove Nama to casually stroke his cock to climax. Kanhay picked up Nama’s bra and gave it to her, “Put it on.”

Nama took it in her hand. Still, she wasn’t free of her guilt. So taking a pen out of the dashboard, she signed her bra and gave it back to him. As the car stopped in the parking space, both looked at each other.

Kanhay had tears in his eyes as he held her bra in his hand. Meanwhile, Nama’s shirt was still unbuttoned with her tits out. Kanhay thanked and looked at her as if he was deeply attracted to her. Nama, too was quiet, staring back at him. They kept on looking as their mouths came close and stopped just an inch apart.

She closed her eyes, waiting for the touch of his lips. Then suddenly, he grabbed her boobs and squeezed them hard, shouting, “Nice Bobba!” Then suddenly, he burst into laughter.

While laughing continuously, he stepped out of the car and walked away. Meanwhile, Nama was left behind, wondering, “Was this entire story a big lie just to get a free handjob?”

To be continued.

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Hi all readers, this is a story of my wife’s sexual journey. I (Shiva) am a software developer in Bangalore. I along with my friend have started our own company. The story started way back in 2011 when I was a project manager in an MNC in Bangalore.

I recently got married in my native village in Andhra Pradesh and my wife’s name is Ashwini. She was working as a software engineer in Hyderabad and was from a poor family but my parents liked her a lot as she was beautiful. I mean she was every man’s fantasy! My parents were rich in my native village, so arranging the marriage was easy.

Let me describe Ashwini to you all. She was a heartthrob of many of my friends in my village. Every guy would have masturbated thinking about her. I thanked God that she was my wife and I was going to fuck her for the rest of my life.

My in-laws arranged for our first night at their house. I was in excitement as my desires for Ashwini were about to fulfill today.

The room was fully decorated and in she came, wearing a nice traditional saree. She came and stood next to me and I was awestruck by her beauty in the saree. I asked her to sit and she sat next to me. There was silence in the room and we could hear our heartbeats.

I went near her and laid my hand on her thighs just to ease the tension. Then we started staring at each other’s eyes. Maybe my wife understood the lust in my eyes that she turned and showed her back to me. She was trying to remove her saree but I just caught her shoulders and started kissing on her neck.

My wife immediately turned and started kissing me like a mad dog all over my face. I was doing the same to her. We stopped for a moment and she started to feel shy. I again looked into her eyes, laid a deep kiss on her lips. We were kissing for almost 10-15 minutes.

By this time, Ashwini removed my dress and was almost naked and I removed her saree she was almost half-naked. She stopped kissing and started removing her blouse and petticoat. My god, she was a treat to watch in just bra and panty.

The new bride then went down on her knees and started removing my boxers. My penis had grown to its maximum size and she was shocked at the size of the thing but she was also happy at the same time.

My wife started by kissing on the tip of my penis and on the balls. She was working on it with her lips, tongue, and mouth like a pro. My wife was sucking my penis like a lollipop and it was making me mad.

Ashwini was sucking me for almost 5-10 minutes and I was about to cum in her mouth. She noticed me and quickly removed her bra and panty and laid on the bed and started spreading her legs and her pussy lips as an invitation.

I wanted to lick my wife’s pussy but she insisted that she wanted my penis in her pussy ASAP. I just placed the tip of my penis and started to tease her. She was literally begging and saying,

“Lopala pettu ra (keep it in) please” and I started going in slowly. I was assuming that my wife was a virgin and she was acting like one by making noises when I was entering and acting like it was hurting.

I started slowly increasing my pace and right at the moment, I caught her and with full force, pushed my penis into her pussy to take my sexy wife’s virginity. She started to scream and was trying to escape my hold as if she was a virgin.

After a few thrusts, I came to realize that my wife was not really a virgin and she was putting on a show. But I liked it and increased my pace. I was thrusting her like a mad bull and she was responding equally.

The room was filled with her screams and with our body sounds and we were sweating like hell but we both liked it a lot. I was fucking her for 15-20 minutes and was about to reach climax.

I asked her where to cum and to my surprise, she said in her mouth. I further increased the pace and took my penis out. She immediately grabbed and took it in her mouth. She was drinking my cum and did not let even a single drop go to waste.

I was sweating like hell and was looking for a towel. She stood up and asked what I was looking for. I said “towel” and she gave me one. She went to bring water bottle as she was thirsty. She drank some water and she gave me the bottle as I was drinking water. She came to me and said, “It’s now my turn” and I was shocked to hear that.

She asked me to lay on the bed. She came on top and was sucking my dick like hell. My god, she can suck! Trust me, I had my dick sucked by girlfriends before but none matched to my wife. (Later I found that she can go for hours.)

Then my wife came on top and was riding me like hell. I was playing with her boobs and was kissing them and biting them. She was riding on top relentlessly and was asking me to slap her ass.

I slapped them till they became red in color and all this time, she was screaming like hell with each slap. She fucked me for almost 20-30 minutes and we both were reaching our climax. She told me that she wanted her pussy to be filled with my load.

I started increasing my pace and we both reached climax at the same time. I shot my load in her pussy and she was exhausted and fell next to me. Then she turned to me and asked, “Are you satisfied?”

I simply nodded and asked her the same. She came to me and said, “Thank you for everything.”

She again fell next to me in the bed and started licking my load in her pussy with her fingers. It drove me mad but we both were exhausted and I knew I had her for the rest of my life.

We stayed in our village for a couple of weeks and we had intense sex everywhere in her house and in my house, day and night. All this time, I wanted to her ask her about her virginity but I thought let bygones be bygones as I had my share of sex adventures.

Then we left for Bangalore and what happened there is altogether an entirely different story.

Please comment if you liked the story.

Hello ISS readers. I am back with this series. My quick intro. My name is Aafi. This is a fantasy fictional story. I’m a divorced 41-year-old guy who has a beautiful and young daughter, Amy. She just turned 19 and I haven’t seen Amy in almost 10 years. But now she has come down to meet me. So this is what happened next.

I joined Koko, who was waiting outside the showers. I saw Amy coming towards us. Thank god! She didn’t notice that Koko and I just had a quickie in the shower.

I was admiring her beautiful body while she walked towards us. Oh no, I was getting hard again seeing her hot body. I quickly ran into the shower cabin to hide my hard-on and to cool off a bit. Koko noticed the hard-on while I was running into the cabin.

Amy: Why did he run off?

Koko: He was having trouble down there. It’s the polite thing to do in these cases, according to the nudist etiquette. You know, when boys have accidental erections.

Amy: Accidental?

Koko: Hahaha, you are really naive, aren’t you? Yes, sometimes they happen just by chance, and boys cannot control them. It must be really bothersome for guys like your dad when you think about it.

Amy: Oh, so that’s why.

Koko: Well, either that, or he was really happy to see us.

Suddenly Amy covered her face in embarrassment.

Koko: (oh shit, maybe that was a bit too much!) Hey Amy, I was just joking! Anyway, I really need to leave now. Let me know through email about which concert you are attending, and I will get you the VIP passes. It was a pleasure meeting you! Mwah!

Suddenly Koko kissed Amy on her lips. Amy did not see that coming. Her eyes were wide open in shock. Koko left, and Amy was still thinking about what just happened. She was touching her lips with her fingers where Koko kissed.

Amy: (Wow! Koko. Koko kissed me! On my mouth! Is that even normal? I mean, she’s a girl. But this was Koko! Oh god. Elena won’t ever believe me if I told her!)

Finally, my dick was soft again. God, that was really embarrassing. Hope Amy didn’t freak out.

Amy: There you are, daddy! Koko just left.

Me: Did everything go well?

Amy: Yeah! Can we go back to the normal beach?

Suddenly her happy face vanished. She was so happy a few seconds ago. Weird.

Me: Is everything ok?

Amy: It’s just. Now that Koko is gone, I don’t feel so comfortable here anymore.

Me: Oh, I see. Why don’t we stay for a bit longer? This is a really nice place – so much cleaner than the normal beach. Besides, there’s no one around – just that ugly old lady. This might be our last time together at a beach.

Amy: Well, I guess we could stay for a bit longer. But let’s go somewhere no one can see us.

We found a spot where there were some beach chairs, and no one was around us at that time. Amy got comfortable lying on the beach chair. She doesn’t look so confident now that Koko is gone. Maybe it was a bad idea to insist on staying longer.

Me: Do you want to go, honey? I know you’re doing this for me.

Amy: No! I want to stay. It’s just. It’s not your fault that I’m too…

Me: Too what? Too shy?

I thought giving her a massage would relax her a bit. So I started massaging her thighs while I talked to her. She liked what I was doing.

Me: Honey, you’re perfect the way you are!

Amy: It’s hard for me, you know? Even though Koko said being shy is something normal. And that I’ll eventually overcome it. She told me she couldn’t even talk with boys when she was my age!

Me: You can talk to me, right?

Amy: Yeah, but it’s different. You’re my dad!

My hands were now massaging her belly.

Me: But I’m a boy too, haha! Doesn’t that count? Honey, being shy is not a bad thing. I love the way you are right now. I hope that you’ll never change.

Amy: Thanks, dad.

I moved behind her chair and started massaging her boobs. I think this will make her feel better. Damn! I’m getting hard again.

Amy: Dad, look over there! There’s someone else on the beach now!

Me: Oh, you are right. There is a couple under that parasol.

Amy: When did they arrive?

Me: No idea. I guess we were having too much fun here and didn’t notice.

Amy: What do we do now?

Me: What do you mean?

Amy: Are you serious? I’ve got no top on! There is a guy there and I feel I’d still be a little embarrassed around other people, you know, topless.

Oh, that’s right. I guess I got too used to seeing her naked boobs. I didn’t think about how she feels around other guys.

Me: Well darling, to be fair. If that couple has been there for some time, they may have already seen your bare breasts. Ok. Let me think.

I could bring her a towel to cover her body, but then again, I really wish that Amy became a bit more confident with her body. She is too insecure about her figure. There really is no danger here anyway, is there? It might be good if she lost a bit of her shyness.

Me: I have an idea! Let me massaged your back. That way, they won’t be able to see your boobs.

Amy turned and slept on her stomach. I started massaging her back. She’s so tense. I moved my hands towards her butt and started massaging her cute ass.

Me: Honey, listen. I think that the best solution here is the simplest one. We should just get out of here and return to where we left our things. We should just act normal like it’s no big deal.

Amy: What? You mean, like this?

Me: Well. Yes. I think you are worrying too much about it. We are on a nudist beach sweetheart. People here are used to seeing some skin.

Amy: But I’m not used to showing it to anyone. I mean, apart from you.

Me: Honey, I assure you that those people won’t even notice you if you just act natural. Come on then. I’ll be there too, right beside you. You don’t have to worry. Hey, don’t be so awkward! It will only backfire on you, and you’ll end up attracting unwanted attention. Come on, give me your hand.

Finally, she gave in. Amy and I started walking on the beach casually. Amy took my advice and tried to act normal. I don’t regret my choice at all. Amy needs to gain more confidence. If someone else happens to take a peek, then so be it.

Amy: This is not that bad, actually, dad. That couple is not even looking at us. That guy just looked here. Only for a moment, though. He didn’t seem to care all that much. You were right. As always!

We headed towards the normal beach and got dressed. It was more relief to me than Amy because of my hard-on.

Me: Did you have fun with Koko?

Amy: Fun? Dad, meeting her was like one of my biggest dreams ever! And I realized that, all thanks to you! Speaking of which. I haven’t thanked you properly yet!

She hugged me tightly.

Amy: Thank you. I always wanted to meet Koko, and you made my dream come true!

I grabbed her ass with my left hand while hugging her. Amy put her left on my butt.

Me: Hey!

Amy: What? I can touch too, right?

Me: I suppose so.

Amy: Gosh, I like this place. Can I hug you some more?

Me: Sure, princess. Anytime you want. I like holding you close too.

Amy’s stomach growls.

Me: It’s almost noon. Let’s find something to eat! I don’t want my baby to starve. And we could also go and grab your lingerie set with the voucher we won in the Cupid Night.

Amy: Oh, yes! I almost forgot! Let’s do that too!

Meanwhile, at Graham and Olivia’s home, Graham was alone as Olivia was still out.

Graham: Fuck! I’m so bored. Olivia went to the beach and never said when she’d be back. I should watch some porn while I wait.

Suddenly Olivia was back from the beach.

Graham: Hi, darling! I was about to watch some TV. I’m feeling better now. Besides, I was really bored in bed without you.

Olivia: Haha, well, I’m here now.

Graham: How was the beach?

Olivia: Boring. I think going alone is not as fun as when I go with you.

Graham: Honey. We need to talk about Aafi.

Olivia: Oh, yes. I saw him at the beach today. He was with Amy. I think they were heading towards the nudist beach.

Graham: Wow! That’s good. I mean, Amy is starting to lose her shyness, right?

Olivia: Yeah, I think so too. But I think she was more curious about the singer. Anyway, they asked me about you, and I told them that you weren’t feeling well.

Graham: oh, they asked about me? They are so nice, aren’t they?

Olivia: Yes. Too bad, you don’t like Amy. We could have been a fantastic swingers couple!

Graham: honey, I told you before. I’m not really attracted to Amy.

Olivia: Why not? She’s super cute!

Graham: She is. But she’s too young. Too small.

Olivia: Her boobs and ass are not small, you know?

Graham: Hahaha, you’re right. But I’m not into petite girls. Besides, I don’t think they’re into incest.

Olivia: oh!

Graham: most people are not like you and me, Olivia. They find incest. Well, wrong. So we have to be very careful who we tell our secret to. It’d be best if we don’t tell anyone about our affairs. Olivia. Are you listening to me?

Olivia: Oh, yes, dad. It’s just. I told one of the ladies at the beach that you and I were, you know…

Graham: No, I don’t. What did you say to her, Olivia? What lady?

Olivia: The one who is always near the spot where we go to have sex. I told her that you’re my father and that we go there to fuck behind the rocks.

Graham: What? Why did you tell her that?

Olivia: She saw us having sex! And she’s started asking me stuff. She asked about you, and I didn’t know what to say!

Graham: damn it! They’re going to kick us out of the nudist beach.

Olivia: Why would they do that? We love each other. They will understand.

Graham: see. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Most people don’t respect incest relationships. To them, we’re just freaks. That’s why we have to keep it secret.

Olivia: I’m sorry, dad. You’re right. I shouldn’t have told her that.

Graham: Please don’t tell Aafi that we’re having sex.

Olivia: I won’t, I promise.

Olivia went and sat next to Graham.

Olivia: Are you mad at me?

Graham: I’m not mad, honey. I could never be mad at you. I love you.

Olivia: aw, I love you too, dad.

Then things were getting heated. Graham started removing Olivia’s clothes, and they ended up having sex on the couch. After some time, Olivia heads to the kitchen to get things ready for dinner as she invited Amy and me to her house tonight.

Back to us, we headed to the clothing store to get the lingerie first.

Girl: Can I help you?

Me: Yes, please. I have a voucher to use in this store for lingerie.

They went to the lingerie section to choose from. I was in the lobby. The salesgirl was showing Amy some collections.

Girl: So this is your first time buying sexy lingerie, I take it?

Amy: I really wouldn’t know where to start!

Girl: What we’ll do is pick out two options. One that is casual but also somewhat alluring. The other a bit more risque, that will get your boyfriend’s heart racing! How does that sound?

Amy: (I wonder if I should tell her that he’s not my boyfriend? However, if I do that, then I might not get to see this other outfit. No, I’ll just roll with it.) Yep, I like that idea.

Girl: Ok, first, we have this two-piece, white satin lace pajamas, top, and bottom. And secondly, this really popular number. So have the sheer see-through top, the black thing, and silk stockings. What do you think?

Amy: (oh my! That looks really racy! I don’t know if daddy would want to see me in that, would he?) Umm, it’s nice too.

Girl: I understand, you’re a little hesitant. But before you decide, why don’t you try both on? And you can show your boyfriend each set if you want?

Amy headed to the changing room. The girl came to the lobby to fetch me.

Girl: Excuse me, sir? Your girlfriend is asking for you in the change room. She wants you to help her decide which outfit you like best.

Oh boy, I can only imagine what she’s chosen. I headed to the change room.

Me: Honey, I’m here!

Amy: I’m ready, daddy, come in! So, what do you think?

Me: Wow! Very nice, sweetheart.

She’s wearing white casual lingerie. It’s lacy and is transparent most of the places. It has a small skirt-like bottom. Her cleavage is visible through the transparent lace. She turned around to flaunt her ass. I never imagined she’d look so sexy.

Amy: I like this one. It feels really good for me, and I’m sure it will be really comfortable to sleep in too! I have one other to try on. Turn around please. I want it to be a surprise!

She started changing once I turned around. She took some time.

Amy: Alright, daddy. You can turn around now.

I turned back. Oh my god! Wow! I’m speechless. She’s wearing a completely see-through black lingerie. It’s a full sleeve and covers everything at the top, but it’s see-through.

So basically, I could see everything. Her nipples were looking so sexy. She’s wearing a thong in bottom and stocking till her thighs.

Amy: So, what do you think? You don’t like it, do you?

Me: I love it, sweetheart!

Amy: Really? You don’t think it’s too much?

Me: Not at all, honey. I was just surprised at the point that I didn’t know what to say right away. But that was only because I didn’t know the best way to tell you how incredibly gorgeous you look. You never cease to amaze your old man!

Amy: Thank you, daddy. You don’t know how great that makes me feel to hear you say that. I thought I’d be getting the white one, but now I’m not so sure. Which one do you think I should get?

Me: Honestly, I think you should go with black lingerie. You just looked so adorable that it would be hard to take my eyes off of you when you wear it!

After getting the black lingerie, we both headed to buy the camera as she wanted to give me that as a gift. The sales guy said that there are two cameras, one a cheap one and another expensive with good quality.

So she asked the sales guy to take a few pictures of her in the studio room from both the cameras to compare. Amy asked me to stay back in the lobby. Amy and the guy went to the next room to click the pics.

Amy liked the pics from the expensive camera. The cheap camera was 100 dollars, and the expensive one was 500 dollars. So she decided to go with the cheap camera as she couldn’t afford the other one.

Guy: I see that you really want the expensive one, but you couldn’t afford it. I’ll tell you what we could do a deal.

Amy: What kind of deal?

Guy: I’ll take a few more pictures of you, and you just be you. Depending on how happy I am, I’ll drop the price a bit. What do you say?

Amy: Ok.

The guy clicked few pics in some poses.

Guy: Now, lower your top, please.

Amy: Lower. My top? What?

Guy: Yes, nothing too sexual, dear. Just think of it as a bikini top.

Amy got really offended, hearing that. She was really angry.

Amy: What are you talking about? You know what? Forget it! We won’t be buying anything from you.

Guy: Wait! I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. Please forgive me.

Amy: I won’t forgive you. I’ll tell my boyfriend about this!

Guy: Wait! Don’t tell your boyfriend. Let me make it up to you! How about this? I’ll give you the expensive camera at the price of the cheap one, and we’ll forget all about this. What do you say?

Amy: Hmmm. Ok.

Guy: Thanks, young lady. Sorry for being a perv.

They came back to meet me.

Me: I was about to go looking for you.

Amy: No need, I’m here now. And look what I got. The Cybershot!

Me: Wow, that’s amazing. Are you sure it isn’t expensive?

Amy: Nope! The shop assistant gave me a huge discount!

We had a very light lunch as we were going to Olivia’s place for early dinner before we leave for our home tonight. We headed to the hotel after lunch to pack our stuff. I went to take a quick shower. Amy was thinking about the events of the day.

Amy: (What a day so far! I still can’t believe I got to meet Koko! I guess I have to thank dad who is always there for me. I’m going to miss him.)

She was in deep thoughts.

Amy: (he was still willing to take his shorts off so we could stay with Koko. And then I got to see his. No, Amy, don’t think about it. I should get changed)

Her clothes were drying in the bathroom.

Amy: (ok, calm down Amy! I’ll just sneak into the bathroom and grab my clothes. I’m sure dad won’t notice me, as he will in the glass shower cabin.)

She sneaked inside slowly without making a noise. She glanced towards the glass cabin while she grabbed her clothes. She saw my dick standing rock hard while showered without noticing her.

Amy: (What is that! Look at the size of that thing. But how? It looks even bigger than it did down at the beach! But that can’t be. Is that even normal? Shit! I’ve got to get out of here. He’s finishing his shower.)

She was trying to grab her clothes but couldn’t take her eyes off of my cock.

Amy: (The longer I look at it, the more I get that warm tingly sensation that I felt earlier, down in my. And my nipples, there are so stiff!)

She touched her nipples.

Amy: (They’re never usually like this. Damn it, Amy! What’s wrong with me? I’m fantasizing about my father! I can’t do that! I have to get out of here! Now!)

She finally managed to get out of the bathroom. We pack our stuff and headed to Olivia’s home in the evening with our luggage. Olivia and Graham invited us in.

Graham: Hey, folks, right on time!

Me: Evening, Graham. Evening Olivia.

Olivia: Hi, guys! Hi Amy!

Amy: Hi, Olivia. Hi Graham. You have a really nice home here! Thanks for inviting us, by the way.

Graham: I should be thanking you both. I’m still not feeling a hundred percent so. I appreciate you guys coming over, instead of us going out for dinner in town.

Me: Well, Amy and I couldn’t refuse. Especially after everything you and Olivia have done for us.

Olivia: Don’t mention it!

Me: We got a bottle of wine before heading here.

Graham: Thanks, looks like a good year as well!

We headed to the dinner table. It was a rectangle table with 2 chairs on either side of the table. Amy and I sat opposite each other. Olivia was on my right, and Graham was sitting opposite to Olivia.

Amy: This is a really good meal, Olivia!

Olivia: Thank you! I made it, especially for you guys. Dad has turned me into one hell of a cook!

Graham: Well, you’re a good student. She’s learned a lot from listening to her father.

Olivia: what about you, Amy? Has your dad taught a few things in the kitchen?

Amy: I’m still learning. But he seems to know quite a lot when it comes to meal preparation.

Olivia: Well. Maybe he could show me a thing or two that I may not have seen before. More wine, everyone?

We had another round of wine. Olivia turned her face towards me and looked me in the eyes. Suddenly, she touched my right leg with her left foot. Was that Olivia’s foot I felt against my ankle? Surely it was an accident.

Olivia teasingly touched my thigh with her left hand. Oh my, what is she doing? She must be drunk, or maybe I just see things. But why would she do this with her father so close to us? I can’t let Amy see this, she’d get so upset with me. But like always, I was thinking with my dick and flirted back.

Graham: I’ll go get the desserts. Olivia, can you get the empty plates and join me in the kitchen?

Olivia: Sure thing, dad.

They both left. Amy and I were left alone.

Amy: that was such a good meal, dad. I’ll have to learn how to make it for you.

Me: That’d be great, sweetheart. Are you having fun?

Amy: I always have fun with you, dad! It could be the wine talking, but I so wanna kiss you right now.

I didn’t care and gave her a kiss.

Amy: Dad, what are you doing?

Me: What? I wanted to kiss you.

Amy: But what if they come?

Me: Relax, honey, they’re too busy in the kitchen right now.

Amy: I guess you’re right. Another kiss?

We had another deep and passionate kiss. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Graham and Olivia were having a conversation.

Graham: So, how’s it all going, honey? Do you think Aafi seems interested in you?

Olivia: I have a good feeling about this, dad. I’m sure he’s keen on me.

Graham: But what about Amy. How are you going to distract her?

Olivia: I have an idea. She seems to be a bit of lightweight with wine. And I think I know how to keep Aafi focused on me without realizing his daughter is getting too drunk.

Graham: I hope it all works out. Look I won’t get in the way. So I’m going to tell them I’m still not well and I’ll be going back to bed. I’ll let them know shortly. Have fun, my angel.

They came back with desserts.

Amy: Oh, wow, that was such a great chocolate mousse!

Olivia: Glad you liked it.

Me: Oh, look at the time. I don’t mean to sound rude, but Amy and I should really get going.

Olivia: Is that it? Come on! You won’t miss the flight if you stay for a few more minutes. Please!

Olivia pressed my thigh again with her left hand.

Graham: Sorry to say this, but I’m going to call it a night. This flu is still getting better of me. And I’d hate to get either of you sick before you leave. But please, hang around for a bit longer. Keep my daughter company?

Me: Yeah, we can do that.

Graham: Maybe Olivia and I can come to visit you on our next holiday?

Me: That would be nice. Just drop me a line.

Olivia: Go get some rest, daddy!

Graham left to go to his bedroom upstairs.

Amy: I hope he’s alright?

Olivia: Want to watch some TV? There’s a Koko concert right now. It’s not live but…

Amy: Really? Can we watch it?

Olivia: of course, sweetie!

I went to take a leak and joined the girls on the sofa in the living room. They were watching TV. Olivia sat on the right corner, Amy was in the middle, and I was on the left of Amy.

Olivia: I really appreciate you both coming over. It’s good to have some company.

Me: Well, you’ve been such a good host. I’m not sure how to repay you?

Olivia: How about a kiss?

Me: What? Right here, but what about…?

Amy was asleep while sitting.

Olivia: Look, she’s dozed off. She’s not so great when it comes to alcohol, I take it?

Me: I guess you could say that.

Olivia: So. Just one. Soft. Kiss.

I didn’t think much and kissed Olivia on her lips. She had sweet lip gloss on. We french kissed with tongue action. Gosh! She tastes like dessert. Man, that was hot. I’m starting to feel dizzy. Did that really just happen??

Olivia: Mwah! Are you ok?

Me: Yes.

I don’t know if I could resist Olivia’s seductive ways. Oh geez, what is she about to d.? Wow! Olivia removed her top. She was topless and naked. Her nipples were already hard.

Me: What about Graham?

Olivia: Don’t worry about my dad. He’s probably watching porn.

She got and kneeled in front of me. Amy was sitting right next to us but still asleep. Olivia’s breasts were just in front of my knees.

Olivia: Besides, you seem real tense, and maybe I can help you with it.

She unzipped my pants and pulled them down without finishing her words. My 10-inch hard cock sprang out and was pointing to the roof.

Olivia: Oh, my god! I knew you were big, but…Your cock is huge!

Me: Olivia, I…

Olivia: Shhh. Don’t worry about her. Just relax, and let me take care of everything.

Oh shit! Olivia started licking my cock head. This can’t really be happening! But man do her lips feel good around my cock.

Olivia: I can barely fit you in my mouth!

She started sucking my cock head and slowly started taking my cock deeper into her mouth. She could only manage to take half of my dick in.

Me: Oh, Olivia.

Olivia: You like that? I’ll go faster!

She started blowing my cock faster.

Me: You don’t know how much I’ve needed this.

Olivia: Do you wanna fuck me then?

Me: Oh, hell, yes!

Olivia: Alright, then, let’s go to the bathroom. We might wake your daughter up if we do it here.

We headed to the bathroom. It was pretty big and spacious.

Me: Nice bathroom, Olivia.

Olivia: Thanks Aafi. I like to keep it clean. And the good thing is that it’s pretty far from the living room and it’s soundproof. I’ll be able to scream and moan all I want in here.

Me: Scream?

Olivia: oh yeah. Your dick is a monster. I can’t wait to sit on it. To be honest, I’ve never been fucked by a dick of that size. I don’t know how much I’ll be able to take in. But I’m sure you’re going to make me cum several times.

Me: I’ll do my best!

Olivia: By the way. You have a condom, right?

Me: A condom?

Olivia: Yes, sorry, Aafi, but I don’t know you well enough to have sex without protection. Besides, there’s no way I’m taking out that dick once it’s inside me. And I don’t want to get pregnant yet.

Me: Oh, I see. No worries. I always carry a condom in my wallet.

Olivia: Great! Let’s have some fun then!

We started kissing and licking each other. I took off her shorts. She has a very neat and clean pussy.

Me: Wow! You are really beautiful, Olivia.

Olivia: Thanks Aafi. Now come and sit on the toilet. I want to ride you!

Me: Yes, ma’am!

I sat on the toilet and put the condom on my dick. Oh god! Olivia seems to know what she’s doing. I’ll try not to cum too soon.

Olivia: Ready, Aafi?

Me: Yes! Hop on!

She sat on top of me and kept my dick near her pussy. She sat on my cock and let gravity take care of it. Oh my! My whole cock was inside her pussy. She was in pain for a little while.

Me: Are you ok, Olivia?

Olivia: You’re so big, Aafi.

Me: Do you think you can handle it?

Olivia: Oh, yeah love! You sit tight and enjoy it!

She started riding my cock. Her hands were resting on my thighs. She was fucking me like a cowgirl. Her boobs were jumping in circles. She was moaning with her eyes closed.

Olivia: (Damn! His dick feels bigger than I expected! I’ve never felt something like this before. I just want to fuck him all night long!)

Wow! She’s riding me at a very good pace. She’s amazing! She definitely knows how to ride a cock! I wonder where she got all this experience from.? As far as I understood, she didn’t have a boyfriend. Oh god! I don’t think I’ll be able to resist any longer.

Olivia: Fuck me, Aafi! Fuck me hard! Oh! I’m cumming! Oh god!

Olivia’s body jerked, and she was experiencing an intense orgasm. I started biting her nipples.

Olivia: Oh, you naughty boy! I liked that!

Me:  I was counting on it!

I continued to push my dick inside her pussy.

Olivia: You don’t waste any time, do you?

Me:  I hope you’re ready for another round.

Olivia:  Of course!

We started fucking again. Shit! I can’t take it anymore!

Me: Olivia! I’m about to cum!

Olivia: Ok. I am cumming too.

I orgasmed and shot my load.

Olivia: I can feel the condom expanding! So warm. Geez! All right, let’s take a quick shower together before your daughter wakes up. I’m so sweaty right now.

We both had a quick shower and cleaned ourselves.

Olivia: wow! That was fantastic, Aafi! Next time you come here, I’ll rent us a hotel room so we can fuck all night long! Maybe I’ll let you cum inside me, without a condom.

Me: I’m looking forward to it, Olivia. You’re amazing!

Olivia: Ok, let’s go back before Amy notices we’re not there.

That was a great farewell dinner prepared by Olivia.

Let me stop here, I will continue in the next part. More parts to come. Keep looking for this space to know what happens next. Please send me your feedback through email or hangout at [email protected].

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Hello, there this is Ridaa again with the next part of my story. In the last part, you saw how Hardik had made me a whore and how we fucked like rabbits all the way.

Now we had landed in Mumbai, and I did not feel like leaving Hardik and going home. As such, my mother was not bothered about my whereabouts. Hardik took me to his car.

Hardik: “I will drop you home.”

Me: “Main soch rahi thi, ab randi tune bana hi diya hai, toh kyu na tere ghar chalke chudai kare? Teri maa ko bhi toh patau, use bhi toh batau kaisi chinaal hu main, taaki apni jaldi shaadi ho aur din bhar chudai kare.”

(I was thinking now that I am a whore then why don’t we go home and meet your mom and show her what a whore I am.)

I was pressing his cock over his pants and bent forward. I had worn a spaghetti top and skirt, which had a slit from the side. So when I sat, it showed up my thighs. I bent forward to kiss him, and he held my boobs in hand and pressed it we kissed for a brief 10 minutes there very passionately.

It was after midnight, and the streets were empty. I removed his cock out of his pants and was giving him a blow job. He tore my spaghetti top and was pressing my boobs. His dick was too hard now. I could sense he needed a pussy. We reached his building.

He parked the car and got down. With his dick hanging out, pulled me out of his car, lifted my skirt, bent me, and entered me from behind. I was already wet with all the sucking and boob pressing.

Hardik: Randi saali, bohut garam hai teri chut. (Bloody bitch, so wet for me already.)

He spanked my butts hard. Their size had also increased along with my boobs, and I could sense that.

Me: “Haan bhadve, teri maa ke samne chodungi tujhe, yeh sochke hi meri chut geeli hogayi thi. Saali peechli baar jab apne ko pakada tab toh chudne bhi nahi diya tha aur mujhe randi ki tarah sunaya tha. Ab main dikhaungi ka randi ki tarah chudna kise kehte hai. Saali chinaal ab bete ka lund chut main lete waqt usse usul nahi yaad aate, tab mujhe bade sikhaye the.”

(Yes, you pimp, I am wet thinking of the fact that I will fuck you in front of your mother. Last time she caught us when we were about to fuck, and said so many things to me, talked about principles. Now where are the principles?”

He fucked me out there in the open in his building. I was also shamelessly getting fucked on his car’s bonnet, spreading my legs naked. We fucked there for 15 minutes, and he came inside me.

Hardik: “Itne kapde pehengi toh kaise patayegi maa ko?’ (How are you going to strike an impression with so many clothes on?)

Me: “Dekhte jaa, darling, mujhe to mann kar raha nangi hi chalu uppar, tera lund pakadke. Par fir thoda jyada hoga, rukjaa mere dimag mein hai batati hu.” (I feel like going naked in front of her holding your naked dick. But this will be too much for her, wait and watch.)

I removed the cover-up that I brought and tied it on my boobs such that it had a knot in the center. It covered 40 percent boobs showing deep cleavage. It ended in the mid of my ass, so practically my ass was visible, and so was my wet pussy.

We went home, he had the spare keys, but he still rang the bell. His mother answered the door. There she was, a bigger slut than me, wearing a negligee covering nothing on her. It was simply so short that her boobs and ass were exposed. She opened the door and pulled Hardik in.

She kissed him very hard and started holding his dick, he was turning hard again. I was surprised to see it get hard again in just 10 minutes. He was sucking her boobs, and she was giving him a handjob. She bent down and started sucking his dick:

Mother: “Kiti tadapat hote mi ya lund saathi. Kiti kadak lund aahe majhya poracha. ye majhi chut oli aahe. (I was dying for this hard cock son, look how hot wet my cunt has become)

She stood up, and it was then when she noticed I was also there. “Hi tula kuthe bhetli? Ani ithe kay karte hi?”(Where did you meet her and what is she doing here at this time of the hour?)

Hardik: “Tithe lagnala bhetleli chut aahe ti. Char divas hichich chut marat hoto. Sagli kade jhavla randi la. Aata ughdyavar pan khaali jhavatch hoto tila.”(She is the cunt I met at the wedding and fucked her for four days there. I fucked her in the open also, and even now).

Me: “Hello, aunty.”

Saying this, I gave her a hug and a kiss on her lips. She was holding Hardik’s cock in her hand and stroking it and kissing me. We went in a very passionate lip lock for a few minutes. I was pressing her boobs, and they were simply awesome, I was loving mauling them.

Mother: “Kay kiss karti hai tu, waah. Tujhe ladkiya pasand hai?” Saying this, she was checking me from head to toe, very carefully and with lustful eyes. She asked me to sit and asked me, “Kya piyegi tu?”

Me: “Tumhare beta ka cum, aur aapke chut ka rass.” (Yours and your son’s cum)

Mother: “Kya baat hai, lekin uske mood mein aane k liye kya logi?” ( That’s so sweet, but to get into that mood, what will you have?)

Me: “Whisky ya scotch on the rocks.”

I took out the smoke from my bag and lit one up. I was pretty turned on with her. Let me tell you about her. She was of my mother’s age, but she had a figure of 38D-34-40, and she had nice voluptuous bums. And in the negligee that she had worn, she looked too hot to resist.

She came up with the bottle and two glasses and poured the drink for us. We had the drink bottoms up. We were talking about her sex drive, and how Hardik and I enjoyed it. How I had a threesome with the lady. We had a few drinks by now, and she had started getting hot.

I could sense that she leaned, held my head, and gave me a very hard liplock. She removed the knot of my cover-up, and I was naked in front of her with my hard nipples. She saw that and licked me and started abusing me.

Mother: “Randi Saali nangi ghum rahi hai. Teri choot utavli hai hai meri randi bahu banane k liye? Soch lena, meri ghar pe auratein nangi, aur Hardik ke saath main bhi chodungi tujhe, jhel paayegi teri chut itna?”

(So you are ready to be my whore daughter in law? I will also fuck you with Hardik, will you be able to take that?)

I pinched her nipples and pounced on her, held her hair, and kissed her, and bit her lips. I went wild when she called me a whore, and I started abusing her.

Me: “ Chinal saali, bohut sati savitri bananeka natak kar rahi thi, aur mujhe randi bolti hai? Mujhse badi randi toh tu hai. Khudke bete ko dekhte hi lund chusne lagi uska, and chud rahi usse and mujhe randi bolti hai. Pichli baar hume akela ghar main pakada toh mujhe randi bolke hi kya kya sunaya tha.”

Me: “Kitna drama kiya tha aadarsho ka and all, ab kaha gaya sab? Haan hu main randi. Tune hi mere andar hi randi ko jagaya hai. Us din nange hogaye the hum, bas daalne hi wala tha ke tu aayi, geeli chut leke itna sunke gayi thi main. Randi bola tha na, ab jhel is randi ko.”

(You filthy whore, you suck and fuck with your own son. The last time when you caught us together in this house, you made such a big drama and called me a slut then. You didn’t let me get fucked that day. Now wait and watch how this slut is going to make the most of it?)

Saying this, I started sucking her boobs and biting her nipples and fingering her cunt. She started moaning, and she was already wet. I signaled Hardik, and he came close and made her suck his dick, while I licked her to climax.

She squirted on my face, and I drank all of it. I sat on the sofa and was smoking, spreading my legs. She came in on all her fours and started licking my pussy.

Mother: “Ah, jorat ajun joraat chod. 4 divasa pasun chi bhuki aahe ti, aj mitav tichi aag, kay chut aahe hichi, kiti oli.”(It has been waiting for this cock for 4 days baby, fuck me harder now. What a wet cunt she has.)

She was licking me so good. I loved this lesbian sex with her. She was holding boobs and licking me, and he was pounding her hard. She shuddered and had her second orgasm.

But because of the tablet, Hardik still had a lot of stamina in him. He was as such a bull as such, who would have sessions from 5 minutes to even 50 minutes.

Me: “Bhadve, thak gaya kya, ab tak iss chut ki khujli bhi tujhe mitani hai. Aa chod mujhe ab.”(Bastard, don’t get tired. You still have to fuck this wet pussy yet?) “Randi boli na mujhe tu, ab dekh ye randi tere bete ko kaise chodti hai.”(You called me a whore na, now see how does this whore fuck.)

I made Hardik lie on the couch there, and I started riding him. My big buts hit his thighs. He was pounding me very hard now. I bent and gave my boobs in his mouth and was scratching him, we fucking like rabbits in heat, he was pounding me very hard and sucking and pressing my boobs very hard too.

We changed positions and went in the doggy style. I was on her kissing her, and she was mauling my boobs. Hardik was literally fucking me like a dog,

Me: “Dekha kaise kutiya ki tarah chudti hu main… aur jor se bhadve, thak gaya kya maa ki chut chodke?” (See, how I get fucked like a bitch? Harder bastard harder, are you tired or what with fucking your mother?)

We fucked for 20 minutes like rabbits in heat, and then took his dick in my mouth and took all the cum. I transferred the cum to her, and we kissed and licked each other for a while. I got up poured a large drink for Hardik and me and we had it bottoms up, and I slept naked with him.

The next morning, she woke up early, and I heard the noise of the washroom door locking. I was wet with my morning wetness, and I started giving Hardik a blow job. He was also hard in no time. I mounted him and started riding him. His mother came and saw us fucking.

She came close to the bed, she bent and gave Hardik a smooch and bent forward and gave me a liplock. I held her head and kept kissing her for a few minutes. Even she responded well with that kiss. He pounded me for a nice half an hour. Then we cuddled for a while, and I got up and got fresh.

The whole day I roamed naked in the house. His mother had still worn a transparent gown, and the maids had come. I was roaming naked in front of them. Hardik even fucked me in the kitchen in front of the maid. I felt it to be very kinky, and I had started loving it. I hated wearing clothes.

That whole day we even had a threesome and a lesbian orgy with the maids. All of us were naked the whole day after that. His mother and I bonded too much, and I enjoyed having sex with the girls. I was turning into a terrific whore. Hardik came to drop me back to my place.

Hardick came to drop me till my house. We had a quickie on the stairs, and he cum inside me. I went home and opened the door with the keys, and saw that my mother was in her room awake. Something was wrong, but I did not ask her.

I was wearing a short spaghetti top and mini skirt, and she could see I hadn’t worn a bra. I went to my room, removed my clothes, and slept naked. She saw I had slept naked and didn’t say anything. I was tired and woke up late in the afternoon.

I went and opened my dad’s closet. I removed the bottle of vodka from it and poured a large peg for me. I had worn my panties and a slip that was transparent and like a tank top. I lit up a cigarette and was sitting there and smoking and drinking in front of her shamelessly.

I made a video call to Hardik. He was at home with one of the maids sucking his dick. I was too turned on with this and rubbed my pussy. She was shocked to see this.

What happened further? How my mother and Hardik’s mother become lovers? How do they get married? I will tell you in the next part.