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Ab main bas dekhne ke liye sochne laga shayad man mein jo us aunty ko leke vichar aate the woh real ho gaya tha. Maine soch liya tha ki ab main nazar rakhunga dono pe ki kab dono chodam patti ka khel khelenge aur main dekhunga.

Ab ye bat us din se 3 din ke bad ki hai. Sham ko mera dost gym se aaya toh woh ghar pe aaya. Chai pine ke dauran main dekh raha tha mera dost apni aankho se meri mummy ke jawani ko pi raha tha. Haan ek change aa gaya tha meri mummy ko ye bat malum thi.

Woh ache se jaan rahi thi ki mera dost unke boobs aur choot ke taraf dekh raha hai. Meri mummy ne kurti aur leggings pahen rakha tha. Leggings bohut hi tight thi meri mummy ki. Aur kai dafe main notice kiya ki mummy ne legs ko thoda spread karke pao cross kiye.

Is duaran mujhe meri mummy ke safed salwar mese unki kali panty saf jhalki. Toh jahir hai mere dost ne is nazare ka bharpur anand liya hoga kyuki meri mummy uske theek samne baithi thi. Yahi nahi, normal bat ke dauran bhi kai dafe dono ne aankh mataka kiya.

Un dono ko toh ye malum nahi tha ki maine un dono ki harkat dekh li hai. Abhishek ne meri mummy ke samne kaha, “Aaj drink karte hai na kal tera collage toh hai nahi.” Main jab tak kuch kahta mummy ne kaha, “Haan kyu nahi pi sakte hai.”

Meri mummy ne mujhse kaha aaj main paise dungi. Lekin mere dost ne kaha uske ghr se purse aur mobile lane ko. Maine key li aur uske room mein chala gaya. Main aander gaya maine uska purse liya aur mobile uthaya. Mujhe Abhishek ke mobile ka lock malum tha isi liye maine mobile lock khola.

Main dekhna chahta tha kya Abhishek aur meri mummy ke bich aur kuch bate hui hai ya nahi. Mujhe uske chat history mein Nilesh aur Abhishek ka chat dikha.

Nilesh: Kaha gaya, Abhishek?
Uske ½ ghanta ke bad ka message Abhishek ka tha.
Abhishek: Haan yahi hu bhai bol na.

Nilesh: Fir kaha gaya tha
Abhishek: Naveen ke ghar.
Nilesh: Behanchod itni rat ko?

Abhishek: Hmmmm
Nilesh: Naveen soya tha kya?
Abhishek: Haan tabhi na uski mummy ne dekh liya tha mujhe boli soya hai toh bola main aata hu kuch der man gayi.

Nilesh: Sale teri toh nikal padi na
Abhishek: Bhai sach bolu bohut mast hai. Mera soch ke khada ho jata hai. Thoda natak ki tang kholne mein boli abhi nahi lekin ek bar liya uski phuddi.

Nilesh: Sale mera toh sun ke khada ho gaya
Abhishek: Phuddi bohut kasi hui hai maza aa gaya yaar lekin light nahi on karne di uski phuddi khol ke dekhni thi maine.

Nilesh: Toh nanga kar de na usko Naveen ke college jane ke bad mein.
Abhishek: Kar dunga yaar kasam se. Naveen ki mummy ko dekhte man karta hai nanga kar du. Lekin bas main pyar se pane ke chakkar mein control karke rakhta hu lekin mujhe yakeen hai degi khulke woh.

Uske bad dono ne kuch der aur bate ki fir so gaye. Maine uske ke phone ko lock kiya aur purse aur uska phone leke apne ghar aa gaya. Abhishek ne mujhe paise diye aur kaha jake whiskey aur cigarette leke aane ke liye. Main paise leke nikal gaya.

Mere aander ek ajeeb si gudgudi ho chali thi. Main jaan raha tha ache se mera dost aaj fir meri mummy ke sath chodam patti ka khel khelega. Kariban aadha ghanta laga mujhe sara saman leke vapas aane mein maine dekha mere room ke gate pe lock laga hai.

Main samajh gaya mummy mere dost ke ghar mein hai. Main gate ke pass khada hoke aander se sunne ka try kiya lekin mujhe kuch sunai nahi de raha tha. Maine knock kiya pahle knock pe gate nahi khola. Mujhe aisa lagne laga ki jarur mera dost meri mummy ki jawani se apni pyas bujha raha hai.

Maine turant knock kiya fir se toh Abhishek ne gate khola. Maine dekha meri mummy Abhishek ke bed pe baithi hui thi. Maine rakh diya hall mein sara saman uske bad hum log drinks karne ke liye baithe. Hum logo ne drinks karna chalu kar diya.

Mera dost aur meri mummy pahle din ke mukable drink karne mein jayada comfortable the. Mere dost ne aaj fir se vahi strategy apnayi thi.Woh lagatar bada drinks bana raha tha mere liye aur meri mummy ke liye. Main jan chuka tha ye aaj meri mummy ke karke manega.

Maine decide kar liya tha jo jo hoga main sab dekhunga. Mere dil mein ek ajeeb si gudgudi ho chuki thi time mein. Maine bahana kiya nashe mein aane ka kyuki Abhishek janta tha meri capacity kitni hai pine ki. Usne fir se mujhse kaha, “Tu chale jaa ghar. Teri mummy ko karne de drinks.”

Lekin maine usse kaha ki main yahi so jata hu kuch der. Main uth ke dusre room mein chala gaya aur waise hi light off karke sone ka natak kiya. Kariban 10 minutes tak mujhe mere dost aur meri mummy ki bat karne ki aawaz aa rahi thi.

Main dhire se bed se niche utra aur gate ke side pe khade hoke dekhne laga. Mera dost bilkul meri mummy se chipak ke baitha hua tha aur cigarette pi raha tha. Meri mummy ko bhi de raha tha pine ke liye bich bich mein. Cigarette khatam karte usne meri mummy ko apne baho mein liya.

Mummy ne kaha, “Aaj nahi please.”  Abhishek ne kaha, “Don’t be scared kuch nahi hoga.” usne meri mummy ke gal ko pakad ke unke hoto ko apne hoth mein fasa liya aur dhire dhire unhe lip kissing karne laga. Usne hath aage karke kurti ke upar se meri mummy ke boobs ko bhi chua.

Ab usne glass ko dur kiya aur meri mummy ke shoulder ko pakad ke unhe utha diya. Usne dhire se meri mummy ke hoth ko chuma aur kaha, “Tell me, don’t you want me to fuck you?” Mummy ne kaha, “Yes I want but I am scared Naveen dekh lega.”

Abhishek ne kaha, “Don’t worry leave it to me just enjoy.” Usne apna hath aage karke mummy ke piche kar diya aur sine se laga ke unhe lip kiss karne laga. Mummy ne apne hatho ko upar karke mere dost ke gardan ko pakad liya aur uska sahyog dene lagi.

Ab usne dhire se apna hath niche kiya aur piche se mummy ko jakad ke utha liya. Aur leke room mein chala gaya. Mujhe woh scene yaad aane laga jab mere dost ne us aunty ko utha ke bed pe feka tha. Aaj us aunty ki jagah meri mummy thi.

Kya mera dost meri mummy ke sath wahi karega jo uss aunty ke sath kiya tha? Age ki bat agle part mein bataunga mujhe email kijiye [email protected] pe apne feedback.

Hello to all horny guys and girls of this lovely site. I am Simraan, a young Bengali girl living in Delhi who is enjoying life to the full, before getting married one day. I love dominating guys in the bed and due to that, you could call me a BDSM-lover.

I have a lot of such erotic experiences in my life which I will be telling you in my stories.

I have achieved various things in life which I can openly speak of. But what I love to speak out but I don’t do it in public, are my bondage ventures. This story is one such erotic venture. (Remembering this still gets my panties moist and I crave some more.)

This is a story from my college days. I was a pretty active girl in my college department. I was a class topper and also very active in various functions and college festivals. In my final year, I was the head of the festival committee.

The team of organizers was big and there were many juniors under me. Vicky was such a junior, who was particularly interested in me. He used to ogle at me from day one. He always respected me for some reason and at the start of college, he was always scared to talk to me.

However, we grew close during the festival days and started chatting on a regular basis. We even started chatting about personal stuff. He told me about how he had hooked up with a classmate and I told him about a hookup I had with a senior guy. We used to have a lot of fun chatting and gossiping.

One fine day, after the festival was over. We both were in the canteen, having our lunch. We were discussing college subjects when I asked him if he could get my order from the counter. He replied, “Sure, whatever my madam says.”

I looked at him and he just winked and left. I was surprised at what he said and the wink that followed. However, I also got a kinky idea on my mind. I did not know if he had the same intentions, but I was excited.

Vicky returned with the order and sat in front, smiling. I just asked in a firm voice.

“What did you mean when you said that?”

Vicky – “I respect my madam, and felt that I should let her know that I am ready to obey her.”

Me – “What are you talking about!?”

Vicky – “Come on, I know about your fantasy of having a submissive partner. I am ready to serve you, I have always admired you as a senior and am sure that I would never be able to be as good as you in anything. At least let me be your slave.

But if I misunderstood, please walk away. And if you’re ready to accept me, please tell!”

I don’t know what came over me at that moment, I simply put my leg on his leg under the table, brushed my toes up till his crotch, and pushed it hard.

“Think twice before submitting, you little scoundrel! You’re not worthy of my body, so you will have to go through some nasty time. If you’re ready, go to the washroom, take off your undie and bring it back to me.”

I was surprised when he rose up in a hurry and ran towards the washroom. I was astonished at my luck, as a fantasy of mine was unfolding in front of me, like a dream.

My mind was full of all the ideas I had about taming guys, making them my sex slaves and degrading them. Vicky was perfect for all that. He had a lovely body, a decent physique, and was absolutely submissive in general. I just imagined all the fun I was going to have.

He came back with his head bent. He sat in front and handed me his undie below the table. I kept it in my purse. “Nice, you’re an obedient dog,” I said.

Vicky – “Thank you, ma’am..”

I started brushing my leg over his jeans and put my toes on his crotch. Then I pressed my leg firmly on his crotch. “Ready for some fun at my place?” I asked him. He agreed with a nod.

I had a key to our newly-bought flat which was a bit outside the city. We had planned to rent it out but still hadn’t. It was the perfect place for such nasty activities.

We called our parents and both of us lied about staying over at a friend’s place and drove there. We also bought some kinky stuff en route.

After reaching the flat, I pushed him inside and bolted the door.

“What are you looking at, dog?” I asked him as I kicked his butt with my heels. “Kneel before your owner, cum dump.” I whacked his ass over his jeans as I said this.

Vicky was taken aback by this sudden humiliation, however, he knelt down as soon as I ordered him to. I was enjoying every moment since his acceptance to serve me. I was already turned on.

I asked him to strip down and kneel again. He neatly removed his shirt and his jeans and kept them aside. With a rock hard dick, he stared at the floor as he knelt down again.

It was a lovely sight – a very fit guy with some nice biceps and a toned physique with some abs, kneeling down in front of a beautiful Indian girl, wearing blue jeans and a crop top.

I went near him, I gripped his rock hard dick and squeezed it tightly. I cupped and squeezed his balls as well. His hard dick felt warm in my cold palms and I squeezed it firmly. He felt the pain and moaned. I slapped his dick and told him to keep quiet.

“This is just the start you idiot, you’re already rock hard” saying this, I started stroking his dick and rubbing my body against his. I brushed my soft warm melon-like boobs against his shoulders. I made sure he could feel my body warmth and smell my perfume.

I kept stroking his dick and when he was oozing precum, I abruptly stopped after stroking it fast. I had stopped before he could cum. So he looked at me, very disappointed. I slapped him hard.

“Do you think you deserve cumming so fast, wimp? You’ll have to earn the cum” I slapped him again after saying this.

“Sorry madam,” he replied with a painful voice.

“You should be sorry, bastard. Now, come forward and take off my jeans and my panty with your mouth,” I ordered him.

I sat on a sofa and unbuckled my pants. I was dying to get naked in front of my cum-dump and tease him more. I took off my shirt myself and sat there in my bra.

He came forward and started gripping my jeans with his teeth and pulled it down. I slapped him for the good work and took it off from my ankles.

Vicky stared at me sitting in just my bra and panty and his dick throbbed at the sight.

Vicky came near my crotch to take off the panty, but I held his head and squeezed it between my thighs. I wanted to make him smell my wet pussy to tease him. He was gagged on my pussy but didn’t move at all.

“That’s like a good cunt,” I slapped him gently and turned around.

“Now take mommy’s pantie down and lick her ass, baby”. I ordered him as I stood on the sofa’s side with my ass bent outwards. He held my black panty with his teeth and took it down in one go. I was impressed and spread my legs.

Vicky placed his tongue on my waist and started licking. He went down to my ass crack and licked real nice. I could feel his tongue gliding on my ass and a warm wet tongue reaching my asshole.

My submissive college-junior nicely licked my asshole and also licked my buttocks.

Then I turned around and sat on the sofa. I took off my bra as a reward for him and threw it away.

The room now had One mistress sitting naked on the sofa, with her lovely melon-like fair boobs with round pointy pinkish nipples all erect. My clean-shaven pussy was wet and my clean ass was sticky because of some nasty licking. My slave Vicky was kneeling before his mistress with a rock hard dick and looking thirstily at his owner’s beautiful body.

I started squeezing my boobs. I held them in my palms and pinched my erect nipples with my fingers and pressed them with my thumb. I squeezed them nicely and moaned. Vicky looked thirstily at me.

“Hey dog, come ahead and lick your owner’s love hole.” I pulled him closer with my legs and held his head near my crotch. I again squeezed my boobs as he started licking. His tongue went from my clit to the inside. He licked real nice as if he did it daily for someone.

His tongue teased my clit and then he started slowly entering my pussy. He started increasing the pace of licking. I held his head tight within my thighs and one hand squeezed my boobs. I could feel every inch of his warm wet tongue in my slippery wet pussy.

After a few minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore and had an amazing orgasm. He swallowed every single drop of my orgasm and kept on licking as I hadn’t asked him to stop.

I was left panting because of the orgasm. Sweat dripped from my armpits and thighs. My chest rose with faster breathing and boobs looked even bigger.

To be continued.

This was just the start of an epic venture with my little wimp. More spicy hot stories to follow!

If you guys enjoyed my first story and would like to be my new ‘slave’ or if you just want someone to talk and share your bdsm fantasies and experiences, let’s make it happen!

A hot scene like one of those porn films was going on.

“harder! Harder! Harder! Ahh!” she screamed. “Uf…Huff…Buff…Felff…So…Nife…”

Here words were all messed up as the man behind pressed her face against the wall. It was a hard rough surface. Still, she did not stop while he fucked her from behind. At that moment, a dark brown-skinned couple was having sex just outside our bungalow, next to the kitchen window.

Simka, the maid, had pulled her sari up to expose her round bum. Meanwhile, her husband Brijeet, our house servant, had his dick deep in her butt hole. He pulled her long hair with one hand while he pressed her back with the other.

He was fucking her so vigorously that tears started coming out of her eyes as she screamed to give her more. To shut her up, Brijeet pressed her face against the wall. As a matter of face, her scream is what caught my attention, and I went to look from our kitchen window.

Never did I catch our house servants hot in action before. They were such a horny couple at that moment that my jaw dropped in shock. Just five minutes ago, Brijeet came into the kitchen and said, “Simka, could you help me load sir’s luggage in the car. It’s too heavy.”

In response, she blushed, looking at him. I naively let her go. It took only five minutes to learn who was loading what.

As I continued to watch, the couple got even more aggressive as Brijeet pressed all of Simka’s body against the wall. He was lifting her by her bottom with every thrust. Good for Simka as I could hear her moan even louder. Sadly it was difficult to see through the window without getting caught.

“Simka! Simka!” a voice called her, interrupting the moment.

She wanted to go, but Brijeet’s dick was deep inside her and hot in action. The more she resisted harder, he pressed her against the wall.

“Simka! Where are you?” this time, the voice got louder. So somehow she managed to escape her husband’s grip and pulling down her sari, she ran away. I, too, was going to walk away, but then I saw something very unusual. Brijeet was still hard, so he decided to relieve himself by stroking his cock.

That was expected. But the thing that was strange was his dick. It was unusually fat. Not big, it must be just 4-5 inches long, but it was fat! He was having difficulty wrapping his one hand around its girth. So he used both his hands to masturbate.

I was amused by the shape of his dick, which is why I watched him until he climaxed. But I didn’t realize it until later that night that I was hypnotized by that part of his body. This happened three weeks ago.”

“Interesting, why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?” said my husband, Ramesh.

Me: How could I? This incident happened when you were leaving for a business trip. That was when I last saw you.

Husband: But you could have told me about this on the phone.

Me: What! No… I can’t talk about this on the phone. I don’t want to talk about this now. It is you who asked me straight away, ‘Did you catch our servant fucking?’ as if you knew.

Husband: It was just a joke… I wasn’t…

This was somehow leading to an argument. I felt deeply offended that my husband accused me of keeping this a secret. As if I am some kind of pervert who likes to watch couples having sex. I was getting very angry and was going to shout. But then he calmed me down and asked me just this.

Husband: Do you want me to tell Brijeet to have sex with you?

Me: No. I don’t… how could you…?

Husband: It’s okay if you want to.

Me: Still, no.

Husband: We have talked about this, haven’t we? If you want to have sex with other men, then I am okay with it. I do it too.

Me: You do what? When?

Husband: During my business trips. I told you that these trips can get stressful. So I often hire local prostitutes to blow me off.

Me: What? Really?

Husband: Yes. Don’t I tell you about whenever I returned from my trips?

Me: I thought you were joking. Teasing me while we made love.

Husband: No, I wasn’t. Is that a problem?

Me: No, it’s not. But then what about when you are at home?

Husband: At home, I am not stressed. But if I do feel fatigued, there’s Simka to blow me off.

Me: You fuck Simka!

Husband: Sh! Don’t shout. No sex. She just sucks my cock or jerks me off. I have an agreement with Brijeet, ‘Nothing naughty below her waist.’

Me: Brijeet knows about it?

Husband: Yes. He might be my servant, but I treat him as a friend.

Me: Why didn’t you tell me about this? How did I not know?

Husband: I know you agreed to let me have casual sex with other women. But I sensed it would be uncomfortable for you if I fucked other women in front of you. I didn’t keep this a secret, but I just decided to not tell you until you asked.

Hearing this was not heartbreaking as we had this agreement before marriage. But I always thought it was an occasional thing like once every three-four months when he would meet with one of his ex’s.

Husband: So… did you change your mind about having sex with Brijeet? If so, you have to tell me in advance. Brijeet is too loyal to me to fall for your seduction. So tell me because I can make this happen. Do you want Brijeet to fuck you?

“No,” I said plainly and went to sleep. Meanwhile, he kept on making work notes in his journal, sitting at the desk in a dimly lit room.

‘To be honest, he is not wrong. Since the time I saw Brijeet’s fat dick, I desperately wanted to see it again. For the last three weeks, I tried to be clumsy around Brijeet to catch a glimpse of his erection.

He has a habit of wearing a thin fabric white dhoti. So I hoped that if his pole stood erect, it would be easy for me to spot. At least a dozen times, I spilled water on his dhoti to make it see-through. But that never worked.

Despite all these pervy attempts, all I wanted was to see his erection again or perhaps touch it once. But nothing more. He was out of line to say that I wanted to fuck our servant.’

These were the thoughts going in my head while I pretended to have fallen asleep in the bed. Suddenly I felt him coming close to me from behind.

“Are you asleep?” he whispered in my ear. I did not respond. He then hugged me from behind and started rubbing my thigh. At that moment, I was wearing a baby-pink short sleeveless silk gown. He simply pulled the fabric up to bare my legs completely. I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Listen,” he whispered, placing his cold hand on my warm pussy area. “I know you don’t want it. but the thought of you getting on with Brijeet has made me very horny.”

He slowly slipped his fingers in my pussy. The moment his fingers were inside my vagina, he must have realized that it was moist.

“I know you are too scared to admit, but let me show you how it would feel to have Brijeet’s fat cock inside you,” he said while stretching my pussy from inside. “Meanwhile, I will always be behind,” he said, gently inserting his dick in my butt-hole.

This was not the first time we were doing anal. Rather he preferred that as he had this common practice to prevent getting his many ex-girlfriends pregnant. So I was used to it. I wanted to turn, kiss him, feel his tongue in my mouth. But he didn’t let me.

“Don’t move, just enjoy,” he said while he pleasured both my holes. While fucking, he kept on making fake village accents to mimic Brijeet. “Once you have mine, madam, all other dicks will be too small for you,” said he.

He was practically suggesting a threesome with our servant, but the moment was too hot to resist. Another two minutes of fucking my butt, and he came hard inside me.

“Did you come too?” he asked while gasping for air.

“Yes,” I lied.

Then we both drifted off to sleep.

Wait, let’s pause here. I guess I haven’t told you anything about me yet. My name is Pritha Bhatnu, wife of a rich businessman named Ramesh Bhatnu. It’s been two years that I have been married to him, and life couldn’t get any better.

Before marriage, my parents kept me financially satisfied. But now I have so much money that my husband gets angry if I don’t spend a certain amount of money. I am a beautiful, fair, good looking, and have a hot body.

I have decent sized breasts. That’s all I can say about my body since I am not comfortable sharing my measurements with strangers online. If you have read till now, you might be feeling odd how casual we are talking about cheating on each other.

I was shocked, too, when I had this conversation with Ramesh for the first time. It was during the time when our marriage was being arranged. Ramesh was straight forward about it,

“Listen, Pritha. I don’t want to hide anything from you. We rich people have a different mindset. We don’t mix love with sex. I like you, and I’m sure that soon we will fall in love. But that doesn’t mean I won’t have sex with any other woman after we are married.”

“It’s not just about the men of our family. If you are sexually attracted to any other man, then you have my blessing to sleep with him. To be honest, I hope you do have sex with other guys as it will free me of the guilt of sleeping with other women.”

This was what he said when we talked for the first time. He gave me time to decide. It took me a while, but eventually, I agreed to his conditions. After all, I wasn’t that much interested in having sex. So if he can be honest about having sex with other women ‘occasionally’, then I was okay with that.

While leaving the house with my parents after that first meeting, my father-in-law, who was in a wheelchair, asked me just this, “Do you like ice candy?” I was confused, but I said yes. Later, Ramesh told me that after becoming his wife, I will have to give my father-in-law frequent blowjobs.

“There’s nothing wrong in that.” he said casually while talking about this, “Our housemaid does it daily, you will have to do it once a week.” Fortunately or unfortunately, my father-in-law died just a couple of days before we got married.

Coming back to the story, I wasn’t decently covered when I fell asleep. When I woke up, I was shocked to see Brijeet in front of me, “Good morning, madam. Sir told me to stay here until you wake up.”

My heart was pounding as I tried to calm myself down by keeping my eyes close. He continued to talk about the daily cleaning routine he performed. As I slowly opened my eyes, I caught a glimpse of his erection. His dhoti covered most of it, but I could see his pinkish-brown dickhead poking out.

I was aroused and hypnotized yet again, but my female instinct kicked in to check myself. Shockingly my thighs were completely exposed, and a boob had popped out while I was sleeping.

Quickly I got decent and stepped out of bed as I heard my husband Ramesh walk in with Simka. He was eating a sandwich while the maid held the plate. Ramesh was formally dressed and ready to leave.

“I have an urgent meeting at the office,” he said while hugging me. Close to my ear, he whispered, “I’ve talked to Brijeet about what you want…” then he gently squeezed my butt before releasing the hug.

“Brijeet, please help madam with whatever she wants,” Ramesh said after giving a gentle kiss on my lips. In response, I could see Simka blush while Brijeet looked away. Putting on my robe, I walked with others to the car. We waved Ramesh goodbye while he drove away in his car.

“What did Ramesh tell Brijeet?” I kept on wondering while I did all the morning chores. After flashing his dick earlier, I didn’t see him the whole morning. It was afternoon time just before lunch. Simka came to my bedroom.

“Madam, the food is ready and plates on the table,” she said. Meanwhile, I was watching Ramesh’s old photographs. Nothing related to what happened before just felt like doing it. Simka simply stood there waiting for me to be done.

Suddenly she spoke, “Madam, Ramesh sir told us that…That… you watched us having sex, and you liked it.” I was stunned. There was a slight hesitation in her voice, and yet she said it. I looked at Simka, who was looking away while blushing, “Sir said you will like to sleep with my husband.”

I did not know how to respond to that. I stood frozen like ice. She slowly walked to me and placed her warm hands on my shoulder. “I don’t mind you making love with my husband…” she said, slowly massaging my shoulder. “Just don’t leave me behind, watching.”

Suddenly she kissed on my neck. Sliding down my blouse, her lips started covering more area. Soon I was topless as she teased my breasts by slapping them and pinching my nipples. I was aroused and loving the way she touched. Still, I didn’t know if it was appropriate for me to give in.

Pushing me on the bed, she got on top, sucking on my tits. Taking off her blouse too, she started rubbing her tits with mine. We both were almost the same size. While our nipples wrestled each other, she pressed her lips against mine. The moment was too hot to resist.

Placing my arms around her, I let her slip her tongue inside my mouth. Soon we were naked and our warm bodies wrapped with one another in the bed. Cheating felt less guilty when I did it with a woman. So even when we were surrounded by all those photographs, we continued to pleasure each other.

She was really good as she knew how to pleasure a woman. Letting me lay flat on the bed, she had her mouth stuck between my legs.

While she feasted on my pussy, Simka spoke, “I know you want Brijeet instead of me, but he is hesitating. He fears that you might get angry and shout at him.” I was quiet, but I was listening. “Do you mind if he joins us?”

At that moment, I had no clue what was happening to me. Never before did I feel so much pleasure from having sex. I liked my intimate moments with my husband, but that was because I was never physical with anyone else. Now I feel as if Simka is spoiling me.

I simply nodded to let him come. Then all of a sudden, Brijeet stepped inside the bedroom completely naked while stroking his fat cock. Getting me on the edge of the bed, Simka helped to guide his fat dick slowly inside my vagina. He had already put some lubricant on it to go in easy.

Still, I felt a sharp pain when his thick tool stretched my pussy to its limit. I didn’t make eye-contact with Brijeet this first time. Meanwhile, Simka decided the rhythm. She teased my clit while his tool stretched my insides. Soon pain turned to pleasure, and I was getting a strong urge to moan. But I bit my lips hard.

“Don’t resist, madam,” she said, coming to kiss me again. While Brijeet continued to fuck me, Simka was on top as we kissed. I was moaning into her mouth as she moaned with me. There was an exchange of hot breath and saliva as we kissed.

The moment was so exciting that I didn’t make him take his dick out even when I felt it throbbing inside me. But when Simka realized that, he made Brijeet take his dick out and told me to go spray it outside the window while she continued to pleasure me with her fingers.

Simka’s fingers were magic as her skinny things managed to do what Brijeet’s fat tool couldn’t. She made me have an orgasm. I never experienced this before. I believed that the pleasure of sex ends with the man cumming inside you. But now Simka has spoiled me. She licked my pussy dry and helped me get dressed.

Even though I was attracted to Brijeet’s dick, I fell in love with his wife’s body.

For the first time, when we had lunch, I invited them to feast with me as equal. Since I spend a lot of my time with the servants alone in the house. I don’t know where this relationship is going, moving forward. All I was thinking at that moment was whether to say anything about what happened to my husband.

To be continued

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She was the perfect match of beauty and brains. It was impossible not to jerk off after meeting my lesbian boss Nalini.

Every eligible bachelor had tried to woo her but failed. Some guys thought I had hit the jackpot by being her assistant. As if she was seducing me every day. On the contrary, she never even flirted with a male member of our entire floor as far back as I can remember. That is almost 2 years.

She wasn’t married nor divorced or widowed. We simply couldn’t understand it. Until one day she was spotted with a hot young model at one of the high-end pubs in town. This model happened to be a lesbian, so we found out the reason. Still, many men’s and clients’ hearts fluttered when they laid their eyes on her.

She never drank beer or wine to maintain her sharp features. She was of average height but carried herself like a model. Her drunken hazel eyes were always rimmed with mascara and shaded with a smokey eye shadow, making them so mysterious that many were lost in their unknown depths.

She had got her eyebrows and lips designed at a permanent makeup studio in New York. The beauty of her designer brows was that you could feel the velvety texture just by looking at them.

If a person could resist looking at the razor-sharp outline of her lips, and not falling in love, then we decided that it couldn’t be a man or a woman. It has to be an alien.

Her peachy skin always glowed like she had just stepped out of a spa. Her thick soft-black hair reached just below her shoulders in a layered haircut. Showing just enough skin in her deep back blouse, to give me an erection, every time without fail.

She wore no other jewelry except a thin gold chain and long earrings, hanging on perfected pear-shaped ears, kissing her collar bones. Whenever she smiled, showing her immaculate pearls, the men around her would take deep breaths.

The last day before the lockdown was particularly hard on the single boys. Some had to shag in the middle of the day. She was particularly happy that day and smiled a lot. As I saw her walking seductively, she looked like a sex goddess.

That day she was wearing a brick red plain saree tightly wrapped around her hourglass hips and flowing freely near her feet. A sleeveless black blouse with a deep neck and back – with so less cloth, it was a miracle how the blouse was holding her 34 size boobs steady.

Her exposed midriff was curved in many ways, from to back, side to side, top to down, except the stomach was completely flat. She had a new tattoo on her beautiful hand, in line with her left pinky finger. It spelled the name of her girlfriend in a foreign language.

When she sat with one foot over another, I saw she had waxed her buttery legs and got a pedicure. Her toenails were painted ruby red, and her feet were a glowing shade of natural pink. I felt these glass sandals could evoke foot fetish in the most sexually inactive men.

I wondered how it would feel to suck on those pretty toes. She was calling me,
“Karan, chalo, let’s go for lunch,” she ordered.

Normally, I never refuse her order. But I wanted to finish all my pending items because the office would be locked from the next day. So I politely declined, but she wouldn’t accept my no.

“Come baba,” I have something to tell you.

No man could refuse when she asked so sweetly. It didn’t matter even if she fired me after that. So we had lunch at the office cafeteria and were coming down in the elevator when she broke the news.

“I’m going on a sabbatical, Karan. It could be a year or two.” Then proceeded to tell me my future duties.

It didn’t matter, I couldn’t come to this office if she wasn’t going to be around. I had loved her from the day I joined that company. I told her this in my own words. She was a bit disturbed but didn’t say anything. She put her soft hand on mine.

I felt like my heart had broken into a thousand pieces, looking at her slender fingers with almond-shaped fingernails in ruby red nail color. I took the liberty to hold her hand and kiss her knuckles, saying, “I’ll miss you, Nalini.”

She turned away, possibly hiding a tear, whereas I had no reason to hide. This was my first job after graduating. In the last 2 years, I had followed her like a faithful puppy, coming out the top achiever in every task she gave me.

I packed up all my stuff and locked my cabinets, hanging the keys on her wall.
“So today is the last day,” I asked, with a deep sense of sorrow.

“Aww, don’t be a baby, promise me you’ll do well,” she said in a cajoling tone.

“Can you drop me home?” She asked as if giving a toffee to a child.

So we set off to her home, in her official car, that I would return after the office reopened. I asked her why the sudden decision to take a break, and she hesitated to tell me. Then asking me to keep this to myself, she said she wanted to have a baby.

I asked her what’s the big deal. She replied that the big deal was because her girlfriend can’t make babies because of her career. Nalini has to go through many steps to get pregnant.

We entered the parking lot of her luxury mash island apartment, and she invited me for dinner. When I hesitated, she held my arm and took me to the elevator, saying, “I know you’ll just drink booze after going home. You can do all that from tomorrow.”

She had asked her maid to prepare a nice vegetarian dinner for two persons. She was vegetarian, and so was I. She asked me to open a bottle of 2015 Cabernet and went to wash up. It never failed to amaze me that her supple, wrinkle less skin didn’t need any makeup at all.

Considering she was almost 33, nine years older than me. I told her if she was my girlfriend, I would’ve married her twice by now, and she laughed heartily. As we finished dinner, I reminded her she was telling me about steps to become pregnant.

She said, “O ya, I need to get my egg fused with sperm from the sperm bank or a donor and then put back in my body. I’m already 32 going on 33, so the sooner, the better, and it takes about 4-5 months for a successful pregnancy. After that, it’s the usual 9 months.”

“Why don’t you get married?” I asked, hoping this time she would say something new.

“We’ve gone over this, Karan, I feel the same about sleeping with a man as you feel about sleeping with another man,” she said, getting irritated.

“Ok, but what about love? And what’s the guarantee the baby will look like its father, you don’t know about grandparents from sperm bank records,” I warned.

“When I was a teenager, I wanted a love child,” she said with watery eyes.

I held her shoulders and let her rest her head on my shoulder and putting my chin on top. Her head was soft and silky, wanting me to rub my cheek on it.

She raised her head and looking into my eyes, asked, “Tell me about your grandparents.”

“There’s nothing to tell, all are fit and fine, my great-grandfather is still alive and works his on his field, in the mountains of Garhwal,” I said proudly.

She inspected me like a specimen. I was tall and fair, with no eyesight or signs of balding. Being from the mountains, we had very few health issues in our family tree, and she knew this very well.

“Let’s say you gave me your sperm, would you claim the child?” She asked

“First, I’m not giving speed. If I give you something, it’s going to be love and affection. As well as I know I can’t take the child, it would kill you,” I told her.

She thought for a while and came close and clasping her arms around me, saying, “I feel like I love you, not in any way you can imagine, it’s different.”

I hugged her tightly with one hand behind her head and the other rubbing her back. “Just close your eyes and imagine yourself with your girlfriend, that she’s making love to you with a strap on, imagine her name is Kunal,” I whispered in her ear.

She raised her head with her eyes closed. I kissed her petal-like lips, amazed at their sweetness. As our tongues touched, an electric current passed through my body, and I felt like the calmness of love had engulfed me.

I dropped her in the bed, and we stripped each other naked. In the dim light, she looked like a goddess with her perky firm breast. As yet virgin to a man’s touch, she shivered as my slightly colder skin caressed her body. Enjoying its contours. Her entire body felt warm and soft, with unexpected curves on every turn.

Finding a grip on her body was like handling melting butter. Already I had a hard-on to take care of, and I let her handle it. She looked at her first real cock and gripped the delicate outer skin gingerly. Soon she was running her fingernails under my sack, sending shivers in my body.

Then she pulled my foreskin down to suck it. It was my turn to close eyes as the choppy layers of her hair caressed my inner thighs, giving me goosebumps all over. Building up my excitement, she paused and took one of my nipples in her lips, holding it between her teeth and sucking the tip with her tongue.

I was almost convulsing with pleasure when she pressed my other nipple between her fingers, making me cry out in happiness, “Aha, Nalini,” I said softly, afraid to wake up if it was a dream. She had given me a hickey on my neck.

I was smelling her hair when I couldn’t take the teasing anymore. No girlfriend had ever tried to take me to the edge, risking me to climax before she did. I held her hands, kissing her baby-soft wrist and dropped her on her back.

Starting from the belly button, I traced a path on her baby hair, with my tongue and lips, to a bosom that was in pristine condition, like a 20-year-olds. After sucking her pink tits to my heart’s content, I proceeded to press her boobs together, quickly turning her around and kneading her butt cheeks like pastry dough.

She arched her back in pleasure, raising her head, and a naughty leg swung upwards from the knee. I caught it just in time to fulfill my afternoon’s desire, by sucking her pinkish toes, biting them lightly with my front teeth. She pushed softly on my chest, getting on her knees.

She was inserting my lubricated cock in her waxed pussy in a swift motion. It felt like I was inside a virgin for the first time in my life. Her walls gripped the length of my shaft, milking it from front to back. As she rode me, I saw her body curve back at impossible angles while she flicked her hair sideways and back.

I eagerly waited for her kisses as she bent down and held my face pulling me. Sometimes towards her lips and sometimes to her chest, slapping my cheeks with her soft hair, only to flick it back again. She had paused, digging her nails into my biceps.

Taking sharp breaths with her lips circled when she had her orgasm. Without waiting or pulling out, I turned her on her back and gave her my lengthiest strokes ever. Unable to get any closer, I had both my hands under her, holding her like a baby.

I smelt her baby shampoo as I kissed her neck and buried my nose deep inside her loose curls. As my semen erupted like lava, subsiding, only to bubble and erupt again for 5 long seconds, a tear escaped my eye. I realized I’d missed her in my arms all my life.

Feeling the wet salt on her lips, she stroked my head with her right hand, speaking softly, “I know, baby, and you love me.”

I am glad all of you enjoyed the story’s first part, loved all your responses, My wife also loved looking at pictures some of you had emailed. If you haven’t read the first part, I suggest you read part one first.

In the first part, Rocky and I made plans to seduce my wife Sneha. This part is about how I prepared my wife for our bull Rocky at my own home.

(Warning: This story is going to be long and will be in parts. This is part 2. It has elements of kink, taboo, gay, bisexuality, wife sharing, and seduction.)

Let’s begin.

Hello Readers, I am Suraj and my wife’s name is Sneha. She is fair, has a very curvy 34D-32-40 figure and juicy red lips with light brown eyes and hair.

After meeting Rocky, I knew that this was the guy who could actually seduce my wife Sneha and make her enter in this lifestyle. So I did everything as we had planned, I deprived my wife of sex for the next 4 weeks.

3 weeks before:

Sneha: You were very naughty yesterday. What had gotten into you? Messaging me naughty texts and asking for my nudes?!

Me: Why? Did you like it?

Sneha: Yes, but you were like a totally different person.

Me (I murmured very softly): It was a different person.

Sneha: What?!

Me: Nothing, I was just feeling a little horny.

Sneha: Ohh! Let’s have sex today, dear!

Me: Ohh, I am sorry dear but I have lots and lots of work to do and I also need sleep.

Sneha (very angrily): You should have married your work and not me and if you don’t want sex, why tease me?

Me: I am very sorry, dear! You know what, let’s go to your favorite mall next Sunday for shopping. What say?

Sneha: Well, okay. That sounds nice.

After that, my wife changed into a really hot nightgown which was silky satin and blue in color. She removed her bra like every woman does and I could see her hot cleavage. I knew my wife really wanted sex but I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She slept next to me after putting our child to sleep. I got up by 12 am and switched on the dim lights, and then took out my phone and started clicking hot pictures of my wife. I later sent them to Rocky. He got crazy and commented on each hot picture I sent.

Later he even sent his dick pic to show me how hard he was. He called me and I went to the living room and we did dirty talk about my wife.

2 weeks before:

Sneha: Today is Sunday, I hope you’re not forgetting your promise.

Me: No, dear. I remember perfectly, let’s go to Infinity mall in Andheri.

Sneha: Yes Yes! (She was really happy, she kissed me on my cheeks.)

We got ready and we went to the mall. My wife wore tight jeans and a tight shirt, her boobs looked so hot. Now, today I wanted to shop everything she was going to wear when Rocky was going to be here and it was my duty to make my wife look hot for rocky. So first I took my wife to ‘Zara’.

I picked all hot one-pieces for her, I didn’t allow her to buy any full clothes. My wife was happy as all other men are pretty conservative.

Then we went to ‘Cover story’ and bought her hot tops, shorts, and skirts revealing my wife’s figure, cleavage and her hot big ass.

Finally, we shopped at La Senza. It is one of the best places for women to buy hot lingerie. My wife was super happy and she of course didn’t understand why I was buying her all this stuff.

Sneha: Are we going out for our honeymoon?

Me: No, why?

Sneha: What am I going to do with all these hot clothes?

Me: I want my wife to look hot, hehe (I chuckled.)

Sneha: Well, you are successful. Did you not notice people staring at me while I was posing for you in the mall in all these new clothes at Zara and H&M?

Me: Hehe, yes, I did. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy their attention!

Sneha: I did but I don’t want people getting excited as I walk wearing all these.

Me: Well, that’s their problem, their wives are not this hot. Let them be jealous, I don’t care if they get hard looking at you. (I winked)

Sneha: You naughty! Okay, well, I am a strong woman and I should not be bothered by idiot people.

Me: Yes dear, you are right. It’s your choice after all.

That night, my wife really wanted sex but I told her that my boss had given me work and I took my laptop and pretended to be working. I was chatting with Rocky meanwhile and telling Rocky about our day and teasing him a bit. I shared pictures of my wife wearing a hot black one-piece and he went all crazy.

Rocky: Suraj, your wife is an atom bomb, how are you resisting her?!

Me: It’s very difficult, I am masturbating of course.

Rocky: She was very hot boobs, man and such a big ass, I want to fuck her very badly.

Me: Haha, looking at what it did to your cock, I am sure you want to.

Rocky: She has got the best dick sucking lips I can imagine, rosy and pink.

Me: They taste even better.

Rocky: Dude, stop teasing me! I can’t take it, I am coming to your home next week.

Me: But I haven’t told about you coming here to Sneha yet.

Rocky: I don’t care, you figure out, Bye.

He hung up the call. I thought to myself ways in which I can convince my wife for this Ordeal.

1 week before:

I came from the office on a Wednesday and thought I will tell my wife about Rocky that day.

Sneha came out of the kitchen wearing hot shorts we had bought for her which looked like in the link below.

My wife was looking hot in them, paired with the hot tight top her boobs popping out!

Sneha: Welcome, dear! How are you?

Me: I am good, dear. You are looking good in these clothes.

Sneha: Thanks a lot, dear.

(Flattery is best with ladies, always remember that.)

Me: Sneha, you know one of my old friends called me. He is looking up to set up business in Mumbai.

Sneha: Oh, that’s very nice, dear.

Me: Yes and that’s why he was asking me if he can stay here.

Sneha: Ohh! For how many days?

Me: Hmm! I think, 15 days! Only if you are okay with it!

Sneha: That’s a lot, Suraj. 2-3 days would be no problem but 15 days is a lot!

Me: Well, we can make him stay for 2-3 days and if you’re not comfortable, he can stay in a hotel. But you know how expensive that can be in Mumbai and he doesn’t know anyone here. He was my really good friend in the hostel. (I kept rambling, I was wondering how desperately I wanted Rocky to fuck my wife and see his cock myself!)

Sneha: Who is Rahul and Viraj?

Me: No, they were my roommates. This is my another friend – Rocky!

Sneha: I am hearing his name for the first time. If he is going to stay here for 15 days, he can stay. But then I will go to visit my mother during that time.

(I thought to myself that plan would fall apart if that happens!)

Me: But dear, Rocky has never met you and he was excited to meet his bhabhi too. You know if you do this for me, I will take you to Jean Claude Biguine and you can get self pampered.

(Well, this was the plan, take her to high-end beauty parlor and get her Brazillian waxed all smooth and clean for Rocky. He could get facial and other spa treatments to get her relaxed and her soft skin softer for Rocky.)

Sneha: Well, if that’s the case then I want your credit card. I want to get a body-scrub, haircut, nails done eyebrows, etc.

Me: Yes, you can do everything you want but I want you to go for Brazilian wax this time.

Sneha: You naughty!! Okay, darling, I will make an appointment next week.

Me: I have already taken an appointment for coming Saturday. You get pampered, I will take care of our daughter.

I texted Rocky that my wife had finally agreed. He was very happy and sent me his hard dick picture, messaging me that he wants me to come below our building by 12 midnight with some instructions.

I followed all his instructions and you guys will know them as the story progresses.

My wife as usual slept in her hot nightie, after removing her bra. I picked her bra, lifted her nighty up and slid her panty out, clicked a few pictures again. I tried my best and she didn’t wake up. I carried her bra and panty in a small bag and carried her lipstick in the bag as well.

I went to the washroom, took out a new razor, and shaved my facial hair and put my wife’s perfume on me. I came out and took the bag with me below the building where Rocky would come any minute.

I waited near the entrance of my building and Rocky came after 15 minutes. I waved at the sight of the car like a dumb eager girl would and he stopped and just said, “come quick, get in the car.” I sat next to him.

Rocky: Did you get all the things I asked for?

Me: Yes, I did as you told.

Rocky: Hmm, I do smell her perfume. Nice touch.

Me: Thank you, Sorry but bringing you home right now would spoil our future plan if my wife sees us.

Rocky: I know, let’s go to the back-road area.

Me: Yes, by the way, she agreed, and also I will have her all dolled up for you.

Rocky: That’s like my boy.

Rocky took the car to another secluded place which was quite dark and switched off the car headlights.

Rocky: Now put on the lipstick quickly.

Me: Seriously?

Rocky: You want to see my dick or not?

Without saying anything, I quickly applied my wife’s dark red mac lipstick.

Rocky: That’s more like it, slut. Now, show me the pictures you took of her.

Me: Yes, sure.

I gave him the phone. After looking at my hot wife sleeping, Rocky’s eyes got glued to the screen and without telling him, I grabbed his dick. Rocky smiled and said,

Rocky: Give me her panties.

Me: Yes, sir! (I gave him my wife’s hot red panties.)

Rocky: Wow, they are so silky. (He got his cock out and put Sneha’s bra on it and was feeling the soft fabric while sniffing her panties.) I can’t wait to eat her

Me: Can I?

Rocky: Can I what, bitch?

Me: Can I play with your beautiful cock, Sir?

Rocky grabbed the back of my head and pulled down on his dick. His hot cut black cock was hard and 7.5 inches was hiding below my wife’s bra. I pulled down my wife’s bra to the side and started playing with his cock like last time, kissing it, squeezing it, grabbing it, licking it and slurping it.

Meanwhile, Rocky was busy zooming in and out of my wife’s pictures and sniffing her panties. In the next 25 minutes he came, and did he cum a lot! Like last time, I gulped it all down. Rocky dropped me, keeping Sneha’s panties with him and making me wear the bra and sending me home like that.

Each day was a surprise, seeing my other side. I didn’t know it existed before meeting Rocky. I knew that day I was Rocky’s bitch and I was supposed to give him my wife on the coming Sunday.

As scheduled, my wife went to high-end Jean Claude and got Brazillian waxed and she got all the other beauty treatments as if she was going to have her first night after marriage. I picked her up in the car and told her that Rocky will be home tomorrow, which did upset her a bit.

Sneha: Hi, thank you for picking me up.

Me: Welcome honey, you look so pretty. Your whole skin is glowing, I love it!

Sneha: Thank you, dear.

Me: Hope you did what I asked you to do.

My wife looked in either direction, no cars were nearby.

Sneha: You mean this?

She was wearing comfortable tracks and a zipper and she pulled the elastic of her pants and showed me her pussy. It looked so pretty, with no hair and her flawless shiny skin

Me: Damn! It’s looking hot, look at that hot pink fair pussy, yummy!

Sneha: Hahaha, thats all you are getting, you deprived me of sex all these days, now its my turn.

I had a big hardon and I couldn’t help but think how Rocky will enjoy my wife’s hot pink perfect pussy.

Me: Rocky will come home Sunday morning. Don’t worry, I will help you take care of Shannaya (our daughter).

Sneha: Yeah, I know you will help but now for next the few days, lives will change.

Me: Nothing will change, dear. He is just here for business, he will find another place as soon as he is done.

Sneha: Nothing is going to change? How will I be comfortable at home with him around?

Me: He is open-minded and it’s okay, you can be yourself, no issues, he is not going to bother us.

Sneha: You mean to say that I can wear what I usually wear at home with him being around?

Me: Yeah, sure. Why not? Just be comfortable, dear.

Sneha: Hmm, okay. If you say so.

That moment, I was so happy that I had a hard-on. We reached home and all I thought was what was going to happen in the next few days. I purposely didn’t send any pictures to Rocky and just asked him to come tomorrow by 10 am. I couldn’t sleep due to all the excitement, my wife slept like a baby. Rocky was too excited.

In the next story, I will tell you how Rocky seduced my wife and made her his slut.

Please let me know how this part was? Send your reviews, hot comments on my wife or your dick pictures, everything is welcome. My id: [email protected]

Hello everyone. This is Dhruv. I am here with a story that happened a few years ago and one that I still think about all the time. It’s a long one about losing my virginity. But I wouldn’t be doing it justice unless I included all the details. So sit back and enjoy it.

To get it out of the way, I’m 5’9, pretty skinny, and have a medium complexion. I have a standard 6-inch tool that’s quite thick.

I’m 24 now. This event took place back when I had completed 18 in the summer of 2014. I had just got done with my boards, did pretty well. I was set to head off to college in Delhi. I lived in Mumbai at the time. The day of my departure drew nearer.

I spent time kicking about with my friends who were leaving for college abroad, given I would see them rarely moving forward. One day, I got home after having lunch with some friends, and we decided to meet later in the evening and grab some drinks. My parents had different ideas.

“It’s Dipti aunty’s birthday tonight, and she’s throwing a party. We’re leaving for her house at 9,” my mom said. I shrugged and whined to no avail. “This is the last time everyone will get to see you until you return for Diwali. You have to come,” they ordered me.

I finally obliged, as there was no point in arguing anymore. I decided to get some shut-eye. 9 ‘o clock rolled around, and we were on our way to Bandra.

A little about Dipti aunty: she was definitely my favorite aunty in my parents’ friends’ group. At 35, she was younger than the rest of the aunties and uncles and thereby a lot cooler. When we turned 16, she’d always sneak us a drink or two at family parties.  She’d always teasingly ask us about our girlfriends and boyfriends. She was fun to be around.

She had been married for 12 years and had an 11-year-old son. But damn, she was absolutely gorgeous. I never thought about her sexually, but always found her extremely attractive. She was a Delhi Punjabi. Extremely fair, slim, and had a great rack and ass.

I would best describe her appearance as an older, slightly shorter Anushka Sharma. She was about 5’8. With that being said, she was much older than me and was my parents’ friend. My mind at the time was too innocent to ever fantasize about her.

Moving on. Mumbai traffic on a Friday night is ridiculous, so everyone was late. We were the first to get there, and Dipti aunty and Anurag uncle, her husband, were still setting up when we reached. I told my parents I had to make a call, and I’d follow them up later.

I really just wanted to get a smoke. So, I made my way up after puffing on a Goldflake King and rang the bell. I made it to the building’s party hall and was greeted by a smiling Dipti aunty. “Look who’s here! Mr. All Grown Up! It’s been so long beta, how are you?” she said she came in for a hug.

She looked jaw-dropping. She had a dark blue saree on and her hair tied in a bun. Her waist and hip were well exposed and looked ridiculously sexy. Dipti Aunty always hugged us. But this time, it felt like she lingered. It felt a little different. I didn’t think much of it and went on in.

She seemed to be in good spirits, by which I mean she was already a little tipsy. A few minutes after we reached, she remembered she’d left some food and chasers downstairs in the apartment. She asked if I could help her get everything up to the hall. I happily obliged.

In the elevator on the way down, we were standing really close to each other. She animatedly acted tired and rested her head on my shoulder. “Throwing a party is so much more tiring than it is fun,” she sighed. I had to agree. She was so close to me. Her boobs were lightly resting on my chest, and it felt so hot.

But again, I didn’t think much of it and suppressed any straying thoughts I had. We made it to the apartment and collected the food and chasers. Before we headed back down, she whispered, “Hmm, so it seems like someone is old enough to smoke now. I can smell it on you.”

I panicked. Was she going to tell my parents? I’d be dead. But to my relief, she pulled out a pack from a kitchen cabinet. She said, “I won’t tell anyone if you won’t.”

“Oh yes, absolutely, don’t worry about that aunty, I won’t,” I replied. “Join me in the balcony for a quick smoke?” she asked. This was so cool. I’d never smoked with an aunty before. Dipti Aunty was just so cool. We got in the balcony, and she lit the smoke.

We were standing close, our shoulders touching each other. “Ah, college. You’re going to have a blast. All the young hotties are going to be after you. Don’t forget me when you leave,” she joked and leaned further into me, now partially in front of me.

“Come on, aunty, how could I possibly,” I replied. “You’re the coolest aunty in the group, you know that,” I responded. “Awww, what a sweetie,” she said and leaned further in and gave me a lingering 3-second kiss on my cheek. She was now almost entirely in front of me and leaning on the balcony rails.

Her ass was literally up against my dick. Fuck whatever thoughts I was trying to suppress before. I was getting hard now. She was so incredibly hot. My hormones were raging. That kiss had to have meant something. I wanted her now.

The cigarette was nearly done, and I had to think fast before we went back up. What was the most harmless yet sexual thing I could do? I decided to reciprocate and plant a kiss on her cheek. Risky, but I could play it off if she freaked out.

So I put one hand on her bare waist and planted a long kiss on her cheeks. She took a deep breath and backed up further into me, slowly grinding her body against mine and dropped the cigarette off the balcony. Fuck! It’s happening. I kept my kiss planted, and she kept moving. This went on for 30 seconds.

She slowly turned her face towards mine and kissed me on the lips. We started kissing. Lips only and slowly some tongue. I was in disbelief. How the fuck was this actually happening. Her body was still facing away from mine. I moved my hands along her waist and placed it on her stomach as we continued kissing.

Our tongues were inseparable. She was so experienced. About a minute in, I panicked and broke the kiss. “Aunty, is it okay that we’re doing this? Are you okay with this?” I asked.

She was quiet for a moment and responded, “Look, I love my husband. I have a family. And they’ll always be the world to me. But I just want to have some fun. As long as you promise that not a soul will ever know about this.” That was fair. And I wanted her too badly to stop now.

I stared at her for a second and went back in to kiss her. “Wait, they’ll be expecting us upstairs. We have to make an excuse,” she said.

She called her husband and told him that the maid had undercooked the chicken and that she had to fry it again. She also told them we were short on chasers and that she sent me to the store to buy some. He bought it.

“Let’s move inside,” she said. She went in, and I followed. We made it to the living room, and she lay down on the sofa. I got on top of her and got back to making out with her. I slowly began to grind my hips against hers, and she began breathing heavily.

She broke away the kiss and took my t-shirt off and then stood up to undo her saree. “Fuck, this is going to be a pain to put back on,” she said. A few moments later, she was in nothing but her black bra and panties. I slipped my jeans off and sat upright on the couch.

“We don’t have time, let’s hurry,” she said and slid her panties off before unclipping her bra. There she was, in all her glory. Her body looked like an hourglass. She was so slim yet so thick. Her ass protruded from her hips, and her pink nipples looked incredible on her perfectly shaped boobs.

Her pussy was covered in short, trimmed hair. I couldn’t believe I was going to have sex with this woman. She got on her knees and pulled my boxers off before jerking my now fully erect dick. Before I could process anything, she swallowed my dick whole, moving up and down as she moved her tongue.

My first blowjob. She kept going, and before I knew it, I was going to cum. I pulled her head up and told her I was close. “Oh, no! Not so soon, beta. Let’s move on now.” She got on her feet, and I couldn’t help myself from reaching out and rubbing her clit.

She sighed heavily and whispered, “Put it in.” I slowly slipped my index finger inside her. HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT. She was dripping. Now I knew what people meant when they said a woman was wet. I stroked in and out a few times before she said, “That’s enough, let’s do it.”

She lay down on the bed and spread her legs. Her pussy was glistening with her juice. The hair was wet. Everything was wet. I looked at her face, and this 35-year-old aunty now looked like a teenager. That look of lust and vulnerability in her eyes. I placed myself over her.

This was it. I was going to lose my virginity. She held my dick and guided it towards her hole. She rubbed it at the entrance for a few seconds. It was soaked. Then, she slowly guided it inside.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I was entering a woman. This vagina had given birth to a child. Yet, it gripped my cock tight as I slowly pushed in. I dug my face into her neck and slowly started moving in and out. I was in heaven. Sex is something else. She was so wet. And soft.

I moved up to kiss her as I moved in and out of her dripping vagina. We were both sweating. She held my head as we kissed and licked each other tongues. I slowly began picking up the pace and started fucking her hard. Just the thought that this 35-year-old mother and I had snuck off to fuck had gotten me close to the edge.

She slowly pushed me out, and I glanced down at my dick and her pussy. My dick and her pussy were covered in her cream. “Sit up,” she commanded. She stood up and got on top of me and slowly began lowering herself on my dick. She grabbed my head and kissed me as I slowly slid all the way into her pussy.

She broke the kiss to sigh and then slowly began bobbing up and down. The air was now filled with the sounds of her ass slapping against my thighs and my dick sliding in and out of her soaked pussy. Her boobs bounced in front of my face, and I instinctively took her right boob into my mouth.

I lightly bit her nipples and licked them. “Oh fuck, keep doing that,” she said. She was struggling to get words out. I had my hands on her ass and squeezed it as she moved up and down. I don’t know what came over me. But I slowly guided my right hand towards her asshole and lightly ran my finger over it.

She didn’t seem to mind, so I slowly slipped the finger halfway inside. She looked down at me and murmured, “Hmm, someone’s a kinky boy.” Here I was, an 18-year-old boy with a 35-year-old mother who was riding my dick while my finger was in her ass.

I was ready to cum. I pulled her down on my dick. “I’m really close,” I said. “Me too, get on top of me again,” she responded. She lay back down, and I quickly slipped my dick back into her, stroking in and out. I wasted no time and picked up the pace.

The wet sounds of me stroking her pussy were such a turn on. “I’m going to cum,” she said and began kissing me. A moment later, her body froze, and she locked her legs around me. Her pussy gripped my dick hard as she began cumming. That was it. I couldn’t hold it any longer.

I plowed her faster, and before I knew it, my balls tingled. I pushed all the way in her and shot rope after rope of cum into her pussy. Our lips were still locked, and I let out a few grunts each time I shot into her. My ears were ringing. I couldn’t believe what was happening.

I was in an unbelievable amount of pleasure. It almost felt criminal to feel that good. I collapsed on her and dug my face next to hers. I was finished. I breathed heavily as my dick continued to rest inside her. She stroked my hair and placed kisses on my cheek and whispered, “it’s okay, beta, it’s okay.”

It was so emotional. I didn’t know it was possible to feel that good. Our sweat mixed as did our juices. We stayed that way for a good 5 minutes before my dick slipped out of her pussy. “That was something else. I haven’t felt that way in years. Thanks, beta,” she said before going in for a kiss.

She got up and cleaned the cum on my dick and her pussy with tissues and started getting ready. We freshened up and headed back to the party hall. Only 30 minutes had passed, but it felt like ages. “I’ll go first. You enter 5 minutes later,” she said.

In the elevator, we couldn’t stop placing pecks on each other. I was in love. “No one can know about this. It’ll be the end for both of us, beta. Please. No one,” she begged. “Don’t worry aunty, I would never do that to you,” I reassured her.

“Arre, what took you so long, Dhruv?” her husband asked as I entered. “The store was shut uncle, I had to walk further to the next one,” I said. Dipti Aunty overheard the conversation nervously. But she soon realized I was on top of my shit and wouldn’t clumsily give away our secret.

Little did Anurag uncle know that I just came inside his wife a few minutes earlier. It was such a cool feeling. I felt like a God.

For the rest of the party, we kept catching each other’s eyes. She was back to being the mature Indian aunty that she was expected to be. I was so glad that we had this intimate experience to share – one that would bond us together forever. I was awestruck. I wanted to marry her. And have her with me forever.

But of course, that was never going to happen. I left Mumbai a week later, and that was the last I saw Dipti aunty for months. I jerked off thinking about our fuck for months to come. To this day, I think about it every day.

Dipti Aunty and I had the opportunity to fuck a few more times after that when I used to come home from college for holidays.

I’ll write about those events if this story gets a decent response. [email protected].

Hai friends, indru kathaiyil thirumanam aana oru pen ilamaiyaana aan udan matter seigiraal. Athai eppadi usar seithu matter podugiraal enbathai intha tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiraal.

En peyar Vinitha vayathu 30 aagugirathu, thirumanam aagi iru pen kuzhanthaigal irukirathu. Enaku oru kanavan irukiraan, avanuku vayathu 40 aagugirathu.

En veetil sontha mamavirku thirumanam seithu vaithu vitargal, ennai vida 10 vayathu periyavar, muthalil thirumanam aana naatkalil ellam avar ennai nandraaga thaan paarthu kondaar. Ennai thinamum oopar pinbu en meethu paasamaaga irupaar. En kuthiyil thinamum kanju vara vaipaar, anaal ippozhuthu ellam mun pol kidaiyathu.

Maathathirku iru murai thaan kuthiku sunni kidaikirathu, ennal kama sugathai kattu paduthave mudiya villai. Thinamum kuthiyil kai vaithu viral pottu konde irupen, kuthiyil kanju vara vaika mudiyaamal oru naal kuda thungiyathu kidaiyaathu. En pakathu veetil puthithaaga veedai idithu vittu puthu veedu katikondu irunthaargal.

Appozhuthu naan motai maadiyil thuni kayap pottu iruntha pozhuthu avanai paarthen, avan parka tukin seithu kondu velai vaangi kondu irunthaan. Avan oru civil engineer, parka aanmaiyaaga irunthaan. Muthal muthalil iruvarum oruvaruk oruvar paarthu kondom, naan athigam sight adikaamal keezhe vanthu viten.

En manathil avanai eppadiyvathu usar seithu matter seithu vida vendum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu, thinamum en veetu vassal munadi thaan bike niruthi vittu seluvaan.

Avan sunniyai naan paarthum parkathathumaai paarpen, avan sunni eppadi irukum endru karpanai seiyuven. Avan sunni valainthu irukuma ilai neraga irukuma endru ellam sinthithu kondu irupen.

En kanavar sunni neraga irukum, athanaal avan sunni valainthu irunthaal nandraaga irukum endru ninaithu kondu irunthen. En kuzhanthai udan avan adikadi vilaiyaaduvaan, oru naal motai maadiyil iruntha pozhuthu ennnai azhaithu kuzhanthai peyar enna endru ketan, naan aval peyar prabasri endru sollinen.

Appozhuthu thaan naangal iruvarum oruvaruk oruvar mugathai paarthu pesi kondom, unmaiyil avan miga azhagaga irunthaan.

Avan maarbu virinthu irunthathu, thudai thadimbalaaga irunthathu. Paarkave aanmaiyaaga irunthaan, thinamum maalaiyil naan en magal udan vilaiyaadi kondu irunthen. Appozhuthu thaan avan free aagi vittu ennai paarthu kondu irunthaan.

Iruvarum pesi pazhaga aarambithom, avan muthalil en magal udan thaan vilaiyaaduvaan pinbu thaan en idam pesuvaan. Aanal ennai sight adika aarambithu vittan, naanum avanai sight adika aarambithu vitten.

Iruvarum sight adithu kondu engal kama ennathai paarvaiyaale pagirnthu kondom, avan en veeetirku vanthu oru murai thaneer vaangi sendraan.

Appozhuthu thaan muthal muraiyaaga avan kai viral en kai viral meethu patathu, avan en arugil varum pozhuthe enaku moodu aagi vitathu. Pinbu avanai eppozhuthu paarthaalum good morning alathu good evening endru solluven. Avanum bathiluku wish panuvaan, ippadiye sila naatkal sendru kondu irunthathu.

Avanuku en methu kaama asai irukiratha illaiya endru theriyaamal irunthathu, avan ennai sight adipathai paarthaal kama ennam irukum endru thaan thondrugirathu. Oru naal en veetil painting adithu kondu irunthaargal. Avan en mamanaar udan pesi kondu irukum pozhuthu en veetin ulle vanthu paarkalaama endru ketan?

Mamanaar kandipaaga pa vanthu ulle paarungal endru sollinaar, naan ulle selum pozhuthu avan vanthaan. Avanai en veetirkul naan paarthu kondu irupathu ennal nambave mudiya villai. Avan en idam vinitha konjam kudika thaneer kudungalen endru sollinaan. Naan udane samayal araiku sendru oru sombil neer eduthen.

Appozhuthu avan en pine vanthu avan sunniyaal en soothil vaithu theithuu ennai katti pidithu en mulaiyil kai vaithu pisainthu vitaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaaa avan sunni naan ninaithathu polave valainthu irunthathu. Naan ithai satrum ethir paarkave illai, ennai pin puramaaga katti pidithu mulaiyil kai vaipaan endru.

Udane nan thirumbi mama irukiraar athanaal aparam vaithu kolalam endru sollinen. Avan udane enai katti pidithu ithazhil oru kiss seithu vitaan.

Pinbu avan kilambi vitaan, enaku andru iravu muzhuvathum avan niyabagamaagave irunthathu. Avan ennai kati piditha vitham pinbu thairiyamaaga en mulaiyil kai vaithu ithazhil kiss seithathu ellam enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu.

Aduthu naangal thanimaiyil irunthaal sex pana vendiyathu thaan micham, aanal en veetil yaarum ilatha pozhuthu thaan ennal avanai veetirku azhaika mudiyum. Naan thitam potathu polave en mama veli uuruku kilambinaar. Veli uuruku kilambum pozhuthu athai veetil thaan irunthaargal, athaiyaal athigam ezhunthu nada mada mudiyaathu.

Avargal mathiya nerathil urangi viduvaargal, appozhuthu avanai vara vaithaal kaamam seithu avanai anuba vaikalam. Avan peyar kuda enna vendru enaku theriyaathu, kalaiyil irunthu avanai paarthu konde iurnthen. Avan motai maadiku vanthaan, en kaiyaal saigai kanbithu mathiyam en veetirku vaa endru sollineen.

Avan purinthu kondu sari naan varugiren endru sollinaan, naan night thaan aninthu kondu irunthen, ulle bra penty ethum aniyaamal irunthen. Mele oru nighty matum aninthu kondu irunthen, avan peyar enaa endru keten, atharku avan dinesh endru sollinaan. Dineshkaaga kaathu kondu irunthen, avan eppozhuthu varuvaan endru.

Athai uranga aarambithargal, athai paduthu vitaal meendum ezhunthu kola neram aagum kurainthathu 1 mani neram aachu aagum atharkul dineshai sex seithu oothu vida vendum. Dinesh sariyaaga 2 maniku en veetirku vanthu neer ketan? Appozhuthu avan kaiyai pidithu veetin ulle izhuthen, kathavai thapal poten.

Avan muthalil lesaga maati kolvomo endru bayanthaan, avanai vegamaaga samayal araiku azhaithu sendren. Angu thaan yaarum ilamal irupaargal, dineshai katti pidithu ithazhil oru mutham seiya aarambithen. Haaaaaaaaaaa avan ithazhagal suvaiyaaga irunthathu, avanum suniyai en kuthiyil vaithu theika aarambithaan.

Iruvarum kaati pidithu kondu ithazhil kiss seithu lip lock seithu kondom, dinesh nandraaga ennai kiss seithaan.

Avanai kiss seivatharke kama inbamaaga irunthathu, pinbu en mulaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaan. Haaaaaaaaaa kama sugamaaga irunthathu, en nightyai thuki vittu mulaiyai veliyil eduthu athil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithaan.

Mulai kaambai vaaiyil vaithu urinthu sappi konde irunthaan, haaaaaaaaa kama sugamaaga irunthathu. Pinbu kutha vaithu amarnthu ennai cow nilaiyil vaithu kuthiyil naaku poda aarambithaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaa ithai naan satrum ethir parka vilai, kuthiyil naaku poduvaan endru. Naakai pundai ootaiyil vitu nandraaga naki vitaan.

Pinbu naan avan sunniyai pant zipil irunthu veliyil eduthu paarthen, naan virumbiyathu polave avan sunni valainthu thaan irunthathu.

Athai kutha vaithu amarthu sunniyai sappi umba aarambithen, sunni suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Sunniyai nandraaga vizhungi umba aarambithen, sirithu neram sunniyai suvaithu vita pinbu avan ennai cow nilaiyil lesaga guniya vaithu sunniyai kuthiyil vittu ooka aarambithaan.

Haaaaaaaaa kuthiyil sunniyai vittu nindru konde ooka aarambithaan, enaku soothu perithaaga irukum.

En soothai pidithu kondu sunniyai kuthiyil vittu adithu ooka aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa naan vaatamaaga ooka kuthiyai kanbithu kondu irunthen. Kutha kutha sexiyaaga irunthathu, avan oothu konde irunthathil enaku moodu thaalaiku eeriyathu.

Sunni muzhuvathum kuthiyil irangi ookum pozhuthu enaku moodu thangamal en pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu.

Pinbu sunniyai veliyil eduthu athai kutha vaithu amarnthu sunniyai sappi umba aarmabithen, sirithu neram kaiyaal pidithu adithu konde umbiyathil avan sunniyil irunthu vinthu en vaaikul vanthathu, muzhu vinthaiyum sappi kudithu viten.

Aduthu dineshai eppozhuthu ookalam endru avalodu kaathu kondu irukiren, engal kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri, vanakam.

Hey, sunshine! I hope everything is going well for all of you. This is a continuation of my story. Please read the previous parts to enjoy the story.

I would like to thank all of my readers for reading and sending love through your emails. I hope I will get more emails and would make many more friends before my story gets completed. Many thanked me for my detailing story. I hope in this part, too, I present you with all the details.

Here I continue my story.

To love is nothing. To be loved is something. But to be loved by the person you love and getting married is everything. My marriage was not simple. It was extraordinary – a marriage where love triumphed over society and odds. We proved love doesn’t care about age, religion, caste, or even if she is your teacher.

All lines were crossed. But still, there was a single line that needed to be crossed to become two bodies, one soul. Yes, our first night, after which there will be no boundaries, no lines but only pure love. Each step we were heading towards the resort, we were reaching very close to our goal.

My pulse was racing, and my body heat was starting to rise. I was feeling butterflies playing in my stomach. I was driving, and the hair of my arms was standing up as I was feeling her soft skin pressed against mine. The glow of the moonlight and stars were adding excitement to its next level.

The cold breeze blowing, kissing me and making my body a tingling sensation. The romantic night casting a spell on me, making me difficult to control myself. It was simply too much for me. I stopped my bike near a dark place where no one can see us.

I slipped my hands around her shoulders and kissed her. We broke apart and smiled together. My arms slid down to her back, and I kissed her again. The smile between us was short-lived. My teacher’s arm tightened around my neck, and we kissed again.

This time, her lips mashing against mine for several long seconds before her tongue slipped into my mouth. I moved my hands around to her front to claim her tits, sucking her tongue deeper into my mouth, mine dwelt with hers, and finally pushed back until it returned to its home.

We were gasping for air when we finished. My teacher’s hand slid from my shoulder. We both smiled, watching each other.

I then excused myself and called the resort manager.
Me – Sir, we are heading to the resort. Are all the arrangements good?

Manager – Everything is absolutely fine. I personally checked each and every detail. You will be delighted to see the arrangements. They are spot on. I assure you will love it.

Me – Thank you very much, sir, for your kind help. It means a lot to me.

Manager – My pleasure, sir. Our whole team is always there for you.

We again started to move to the resort for our wedding night. We reached, and the manager greeted us with a “Happy married life” and took us to another room.

Teacher – Honey, aren’t we going to our room?

Me – No love. There is a surprise for you.

She became excited, and so was I. We reached the room. The moment the door was opened. We were astounded and dumbfounded. The plush carpet looks iridescent, radiating a sense of luxury and comfort. The headboard introduces the perfect contrast leaving a dim, romantic glow and a feeling of intimacy.

For the ultimate touch of romance, hanging light pink sheers that create a rosy glow throughout the space. Curtains hanging in front of a large love shaped bed where it was written ‘Have Fun’ with flowers of jasmine and lotus petals spread on it. The room was too beautiful for our first night.

We kept on watching the room for some minutes. Finally, I broke the silence.

Me – (seductively) Did you like your surprise?

Teacher – I loved it. It’s beautiful.

Me – It is not more beautiful than you.

We both laughed. I thanked and hugged the manager for such a beautiful surprise.
Manager – It’s a gift from our side, and you don’t need to pay any extra money for it.

He then gave me a devilish smile and said, “Have fun, sir.” He went away.

I was a little stunned but very much excited. We entered the room. I locked the room. Without informing her, I lifted her on my arms and took her to the bed. She was really surprised by my act. I gently placed her on the bed and started to look at her, admiring her bridal look.

I thought the night I have dreamed of was finally coming true. The future surrounds me with hope and yet fear. I have waited so long to find my perfect mate. The night is meant for me to share, enjoy each other as a perfect pair. I made comfortable on the bed and went near her.

Me – Are you comfortable.

Teacher – I am not quite sure.

Me – Don’t feel uncomfortable with me. You can share everything with your husband.

She just gave a smile and hugged me. It was one of those tight hugs that took my breath away, gave me butterflies, and made me smile like crazily. With a gentle, sensual kiss on her lips, I started to undress her. With my shaky hands, I was undressing her.

My lips were getting fully dry. I was absorbing each and every moment and was recording it in my mind. It was a night where I am going to lose my virginity. I want to cherish this moment till my death. I saw little nervousness, a bit excitement curious on her face. I removed her saree, blouse, and petticoat.

She was only with her push up bras and thongs. It was a sight to behold. I undressed. While undressing myself, I was watching her. She was scanning me from head to toe. Now I was only with my underwear.

I went close to her and again kissed her on her lips. We were chewing and exploring the secrets of our mouth. The moment I pushed my tongue in her mouth, she sucked it and welcomed it with grace. Our tongue danced and twisted together. While our breaths headed quicker.

We were exchanging saliva from each other’s mouths. It was like a never-ending kiss. I intentionally slowed my movement, careful to memorize the eternal wonder of this sacred movement.

While I was kissing, I slowly unhooked her bra and started to take her thongs off. She responded by lifting her hips. We broke our kiss. I was mesmerized, seeing her fully naked. I saw a real woman naked for the first time. She was sexier than those porn stars. She was the eighth wonder of the world.

Her breasts are large, not huge or pendulous but ample and pert, despite their size. They are full and round. Not only they stand out from her chest, but also they have a large circumference and wide diameter. The areolas are pinky attractive, the nipples suckable prominent.

They are near perfect tits. The tits made for sex, not for suckling children. Delicious is the word that comes to mind describing her. Her flat tummy, shimmering with few of arousal, it’s the deep ocean like navel winking at me.
Her hairy bush hiding her precious womanhood.

Her tight hard, thick thighs ran down into long, marble-smooth legs. A shudder rippled through my spine, much like the cold shiver we guys feel as we pee. But this was much more surreal. As I busked in the vista of the teacher’s bare chest, I felt goosebumps on my arms upon seeing her full, shapely chest.

It was sexy as hell to watch. The animal in me was unleashed. How can a male resist such beauty? I jumped on her and started to kiss each and every part of her face, and she was just moaning with excitement and fervor. Slowly, I descended to her neck, to her clavicle, started kissing and licking her.

I bent closer all of my attention on her right tits, tongue brushing the cherry red tips of her captivating bounty. This closer, I could see a gossamer web of tiny blue veins just barely visible through her alabaster skin, radiating out from her bountiful areolas. The areola surrounding the nipples was a dusky pink.

I paused, examining her breast, her breathing had quickened, and her nipple grew harder still, beckoning my lips. They were both dark and swollen now, like two ripe red cherries waiting to be tasted and devoured. I latched on, looked up into her eyes. Her eyes glittered darkly.

I kissed and put my lips on her right nipple. The moment my lips touched her nipples, it just melted in my mouth. I sucked and licked her nipples. There was no milk, it was fully dry, but her love was flowing in my mouth. It was so pulpy and fleshy.

I teased by licking her nipples and surrounding her areolas with my tongue. With my right hand, I cupped her left breast feeling soft and delicate mounds of hers. I kept on stroking and squeezing her bare tits. In the meanwhile, I lightly pinched her nipples with my index finger and thumb and sometimes nibbled her tits.

She led a loud moan. It was my first tit feast since my childhood, and it was so exciting. I was feeling loved like a child. I tried to engulf entire of her tits, but it was too huge for me. I kept on sucking, kissing, and licking one by one of her tits. I kept on sucking for some minutes and gave my love bites on her bare tits.

She got all turned on as she panted for breath. Her eyes were closed, and she acted kind of weak, gasping for air. I lowered her back down into the bed, and we faced each other. We never spoke at these sessions, just her little moans. I pulled my underwear.

My large, hard rod, pulsating manhood, was released from the cage. I don’t know if it were my imagination, but I felt like my dick has got a little larger than other times. I felt it must have grown to half-inch more. I could clearly see my large bluish veins protruding out from my shaft.

It was standing with pride and glory. I saw the excitement and the lust in her eyes when she saw my lovely cock. I took her hand and put her slightly shaking hand on my hard-on. She began to squirm slightly. Her face showed excitement and some straining, trying to resist the temptation to go forward and do more.

I didn’t push it but waited. I kissed her again with a lot of passion, which she must have liked. She kept her hand on my hard-on, never moving it, just held her hand still. Her passion increased in kissing me, and our tongues were going wild on our mouth.

I felt her hand start going slightly back and forth my hard-on. She was really gasping for breath now. She moaned out a tiny whisper in my ear. The first time she had spoken about our touching and kissing. She said, “Wow so huge and hard.”

She squeezed my dick little hard, measuring the hardness and the stiffness. I allowed her some time to feel and take pleasure from my dick. She was just jacking off and varying the speed. I was helpless, I was unable to move due to the pleasure I was getting from her.

I kept my eyes shut and felt the ecstasy pleasure getting on me. Her soft and delicate palm was doing magic and wonders in my body. My body was quivering, and my heat rising. She started to increase her pace, and I started moaning a little loud by then.

It was too much for me, I wanted to stay longer and feel the moment. I never wanted such a pleasure to get its end, but it’s said every pleasurable thing has an end, and so was mine. Suddenly I felt something churning in my stomach and letting know I was close.

My balls tightened, I clenched my legs and emptied a massive load. I came a lot, and my seeds felt on her body, some on the bed, and some dribbled down my dick. I had by far the best and biggest orgasm of my life. It was a feeling I have never felt in my life.

I just rolled on my back, kept my eyes shut and breathing heavily. My teacher slept near me with her head on my chest. I felt too happy and relieved. I wanted to return to her the same feelings which I was feeling now. I got an idea. I grabbed a tissue paper. I cleaned myself and gave her to clean herself.

So, for now, I am completing my seventh part of the story which was about our wedding night. In my next part, I will let you know about my idea and all the intimate scenes that took place between my teacher and me. I will make sure you all will love it. I will post it as soon as possible.

Please please send your comments, reviews to my email ID: [email protected]. Waiting for all of your reactions. You can chat with me on hangouts. Privacy will be maintained. I promise you all.

Hi friends, this is my first story, and I hope you enjoy it. This story is in between my stepmom, Molly, and me, Jitu. My mom is fair looking and her age 51 but looking like 35, having 34B sized boobs and 35 butts. She is really a milf mom.

I think her belly area will be around 30. Her height is also good – 5ft 6in. You can think she looks like Malayalam actress Asha Sarath.

We are staying in Kerala. My family consists of me, my mom, and dad. My dad is a businessman, and he continuously travels and rarely be at home. When I was in junior college, I had sexy feelings for mature women. The days passed on, and my mother gave more love to me, and I was happy with that.

One day after college, I was relaxing in the hall. I did not know where my mom was, but I got a glance at her mobile lying on the sofa. I opened it to play games. But accidentally, there were some images of my mom with her boyfriend during her college days. She had marked them for deletion.

I was shocked to see my mother-like figure being kissed by some guy. But that also made my dick rise even though my mind said it was wrong. I was unable to control and shared some photos of my Whatsapp. Then I kept her phone there and went to my room.

As my mother was hot in looks, I stroked my dick by looking at those sexy images of her. After some time, my mom called me, “Jitu! are you home?” and I said, “Yes, mom, in my room.”

She made some snacks and called me to eat. While I was eating, my eyes unknowingly went towards her. My mom was wearing a blue saree. I thought that my father was not able to satisfy her sexually. He came home only three times after their marriage.

Soon Molly noticed and asked, “Hey! Why are you staring at me like that?”

I said, “Nothing, mom. That dress looks good on you.”

“It’s my old dress, you didn’t notice it before?” my mom replied. I smiled and said, “No, mom.”

After that, I went to my room. At night, I went to the hall and saw my mom was watching TV, lying down on the divan cot in her nighty. My mind said it was my chance.

As we had separate rooms to sleep, and she was my mom, I never slept next to her. I went near her and asked, “Mom, can I also sleep beside you?” She said, “Of course, you are my son. Don’t feel shy and consider me as your mom.”

I climbed behind her in the diwan and slept. As she was watching TV, my eyes went all along her body from top to bottom. Her nighty was exposing her sexy assets. Slowly, I placed one of my hands on her navel and moved closer to her innocently.

My mom thought I was acting normal, and she held my hand on her navel. The intoxicating scent of my hot mom reached my nostrils by then, and my dick started becoming hard! I started rubbing it on her buttocks slowly.

Molly noticed the weirdness of it and moved away slightly. But then I moved my hand on her navel and felt the softness of her navel. I also inserted one of my fingers into her belly button.

My mom quickly got up from the diwan and slapped me and started scolding me!

“Mom, please. I know you have done it with your friends in the past, then why not with me? I saw your photos.”

Mom: It was in the past, and you are like my son! Don’t do it again.

She then went to her room in anger. My hands were shaking in fear. What happens if she tells dad? Such thoughts came in my mind. Somehow, I fell asleep.

In the morning, I went down and looked around. But there was no sight of my mom. I went to her room and slightly opened the door. She looked normal and was preparing to take a bath.

My tension was gone, and my manhood started rising again. After Molly went into the bathroom, I slowly went near the bathroom door. It was not locked and left open slightly.

I opened it slightly and had a clear view of my mom’s sexy body. The minute I saw her like that, my mind was on cloud 9. Quickly, I took some of her pics silently and left from there.

She came down after some time, and with a serious face, she started cooking breakfast. She had tucked her saree below her navel. Unable to control myself, I went near her and said, “Mom, I am so sorry. Don’t tell dad about last night,” and pleaded with her.

“I won’t. But don’t do it again. I am your mom, so control your desires.”

As we were about to eat, my grandparents came home. I felt like God was on my side. My mom cooked breakfast for them also, and we sat at the dining table.

My mom was beside me, and my grandparents sat on the other side. As we are about to eat, my eyes noticed my mom’s sweaty navel in her blue saree. I started staring at it.

My grandfather noticed me looking at my mom and said, “Look likes, he finally likes you as his mother.” My grandmother gave me a smile. I also gave a smile while they were talking to each other. But I knew my mom understood.

After talking with them, Molly whispered, “Do not embarrass me in front of them. Be a good son.” But I was unable to control and placed my hand slowly on her belly and started moving on it, feeling her. Molly tried to remain calm, but she was unable to remove my hand.

As she was not reacting, I felt that it was my chance and lifted her saree under the table even though she was resisting. As there was no panty, it was easier for me, and I placed my finger on my mom’s pussy.

Mom let out an “Ahh” and whispered in my ear, “No, please! Not in front of them!”

It was my first-time experience with a pussy, and I started moving my fingers fast. My mom was moving her legs and moaning silently. Soon her pussy became fully wet. Meanwhile, my grandparents finished eating, and so I stopped.

Later we moved to the hall and were watching TV. Molly went to her room. And after some time, I went to her room while my grandparents were watching TV. As soon as she saw me, she started scolding. But I went near her and grabbed her waist and started kissing her.

I pushed my tongue into her mouth and glided all over her mouth. I forgot to lock the room. Then I removed her clothes. Some were torn down as she was resisting slightly.

Then I said, “Do not shout, they will hear,” and pushed her on the bed. I locked the door and undressed.

“Please don’t do this!”

My nude body touched her skin, and I felt a spark. I had to hurry because of my grandparents. I grabbed Molly’s boobs and kept one in my mouth and bit it while squeezing the other. My mom was moaning now.

I knew I didn’t have time for foreplay. So I quickly inserted my dick in her pussy. As it was my first time, my dick in her pussy felt like heaven. My mother moaned loudly now. My dick was big. I started moving my dick to and from fast.

Her body was moving in rhythm to my strokes. Then I started kissing her beautiful lips while squeezing her boobs and then increased the speed of fucking. Molly kept moaning, “Ah, they will hear.”

After 2 minutes of continuous fucking, I was ready to cum. Her pussy was completely wet. I asked her where to cum.

Molly: Outside, please.

But I wanted to cum inside my mom’s pussy. So I increased the speed, took one of my boobs in my mouth, and crushed them under my teeth hard.

Molly: Please, gently.

Finally, I shot my semen inside her before she could stop me. And then I lied on top of her and with her nipple in my mouth and my dick still in her pussy. Molly mom was half-sad and half-happy and was taking heavy breaths after the rapid strokes.

After some time, I slept like that, and she also tired and slept. After 30 minutes, I woke up. I am in the same position and one bedsheet cover with mom and me. My loose dick was still in her wet pussy. Mom has covered us with a bedsheet, and she called me.

Mom: Son, I love you, baby.
Me: Love you too, mom. (and kissed her lips up and down)

My dick started to rise again, strong like iron.
Mom: Oh, son, again. Your dick is strong. It’s bigger than your father’s.

Me: It is for you, mom (kissed her nipples)
Mom: Fuck me, my baby, fuck your mom.

Suddenly we hear someone coming to the room. Only the bed light in the bedroom is on. That’s my grandfather. Me and mom got shocked, and I tried to move side. But she held me tightly and whispered, “Wait, don’t move now. He will catch us.”

Grandfather: Where is Jitu?
Mom: He has slept already near to me. You want me to wake up now.
Grandfather: No, it is fine. Let him sleep.

That time I bit her nipple and start moving. Mom whispered, “Son, don’t move.”

Grandfather: Why you are coving with a bedsheet. It is very hot. Ok, good night, daughter.

Mom: It is my habit, papa. Can you please put on the fan?

Grandfather: Ok.

When he left the room, I started fucking again. I fucked her 3 times that night. I will explain how the relationship between us progressed in part 2 based on your comments below.

You can send comments to my email – [email protected].

Mera dost meri mummy ko leke ander jaa chuka tha. Usne dhire se meri mummy ko diwal se chipka ke khada kar diya aur lip kiss karne laga. Meri mummy ab puri tarike se uska samarthan de rahi thi. Maine dekha mummy ko chumte hue.

Mere dost ne apna hath meri mummy ke chutado pe rakh diya aur sahlane laga. Kurti ke upar se woh mummy ke chutado ko sahla raha tha aur unhe chum raha raha. Achanak se mere dost ne meri mummy ki kurti upar kard. Unke safed salwar se kali panty jhalakne lagi.

Mere dost ne apni dono hatheli mummy ke chutado pe rakh diya aur dhire dhire firane laga. Mere dost ne mummy ke hoth se hoth hataya aur kaha, “I really love your ass.” Usne dhire se apna dono hath meri mummy ki leggings mein dal diya. Aur ab uski hatheli meri mummy ki nangi chutado ko chhu raha tha.

Usne fir se apna chehra niche kiya aur mummy ki chutdo ko chhute hue unhe chumne laga. Kuch der ke bad mere dost ne meri mummy ki kurti ki chain kich ke niche kardi aur nikal diya meri mummy ne black bra pehen rakhi thi. Mera dost unki boobs dekh ke pagal ho gaya.

Mummy ne apni dono hath niche karke dhaka. Mere dost ne kaha, “Don’t be shy let me see them.” Usne meri mummy ke dono boobs ko bra ke upar se pakad liya aur chumne laga. Mummy ke muh se madak aawaze nikalne lagi. Mera dost mummy ke boobs ko daba raha tha.

Mere dost ne apna daya hath niche kiya pahle usne meri mummy ki nabhi ko chua. Part sahlaye fir achanak se usne apna hath meri mummy ki tango ke bich mein dal diya. Meri mummy ki phuddi pe rakh diya leggings ke upar se. Mere dost ka hath phuddi pe padte meri mummy ko current jaisa laga.

Woh excited ho gayi aur ‘aah’ karke apne hath niche karke uska hath hatane lagi. Mere dost ne unhe shant kiya. Fir dhire dhire woh apne hath mummy ke tango ke bich mein sahlane laga aur phuddi ragadne laga.

Ek hath se woh mummy ke bra ke upar se unke boobs daba raha tha aur dusre se leggings ke upar se unki phuddi ragad raha tha. Ab usne meri mummy ki leggings khich ke niche kar diya aur pao se nikal ke jamin pe rakh diya. Meri mummy sirf black panty bra mein mere dost ke samne khadi thi.

Mere dost ne apne hath piche kiye aur meri mummy ki bra ka hook khol diya. Aur aage se pakad ke khiche ke unke sahrir se nikal ke upar se nanga kar diya. Meri mummy ne turant apne dono hatho se apne boobs chupaye. Lekin mere dost ne unke hath pakad ke khol diye.

Meri mummy ki nangi boobs dikhne lage. Abhishek pagal ho gaya meri mummy ke boobs dekh ke. Meri mummy ke nipples khade ho chuke the excitement se aur ek dum tight gol boobs the. Abhishek ne apna muh niche kiya aur meri mummy ke nipples ko apne muh mein leke chusne laga.

Meri mummy ne apni aankhe band kar li aur dhime dhime madak aawaze nikalne lagi. Mera dost lagatar meri mummy ki dono boobs ko bari bari se chus raha tha aur daba raha tha. Shayad use aaj woh sab mil raha tha kiski chah usne kai din se pal ke rakha tha.

Woh lagatar meri mummy ke nipples ko chuse jaa raha tha. Usne achanak apne hath ko niche le jake meri mummy ki panty mein dal di. Meri mummy piche kamar ko ki lekin mere dost ne kamar pakad liya aur aage kar diya. Mera dost ab mummy ke nipples ko chusne laga.

Aur meri mummy ki panty mein hath dal ke unki phuddi ragadne laga. Meri mummy puri tarike se garam ho chuki thi. Unki aankho se lag raha tha ki woh vasna mein bhar chuki hai. Ek ajeeb si chamak uthi thi unki aankho mein. Mere dost ne apna hath meri mummy ki panty se bahar nikala.

Uske hatheli pe meri mummy ki phuddi ka madira ras laga hua tha. Usne apne hatheli ko chat liya. Woh meri mummy ko leke bed ke pass aa gaya aur kone pe baitha diya. Fir apne sare kapde nikal ke nanga ho gaya. Mere dost ka lund tan ke khada ho chuka tha.

Meri mummy aankhe fad ke dekhne lagi. Ab usne hath niche kiya aur meri mummy ki panty pakad ke khichte hue nikal di. Unke samne hi unki panty sunghne laga. Mummy ne apne hath se apni phuddi dhak li thi. Abhishek ne turant panty ko niche gira diya.

Aur aur niche jamin pe baith ke usne meri mummy se letne ko kaha. Meri mummy let gayi. Unka gand bed ke kone pe tha. Mere dost ne mummy ke jhang ko khol diya. Mummy ne hath se apni phuddi ko cover kar liya tha Abhishek ne hath ko hata diya.

Uski aankhe fati ki fati rah gayi kyuki uske samne mummy ki nangi phuddi aa chuki thi. Usne kaha, “Fuck this is heaven, bohut intezar kiya hai dekhne ke liye.” Mummy ki phuddi pe jhant ke bal the. Usne meri mummy ki fuddi ko chua aur do unglio se mummy ki phuddi ka muh khol diya.

Usne apne aankhe band ki aur meri mummy ki phuddi ko sunghne laga aur apne ek hath ko niche le jake apne lund ko sahlane laga. Usne achanak se apna jeev nikala aur mummy ki phuddi ko chata. Mummy tilmila si gayi. Usne dhire se jeev meri mummy ki phuddi pe rakh ke chatne laga.

Mummy aahe bharne lagi. Meri mummy ne apni aankhe band kar li thi aur siskariya le rahi thi. Shayad unhe bohut maza aa raha tha kyuki unse control nahi ho raha tha. Woh kabhi chadar ko khich rahi thi kabhi apne boobs ko pakad rahi thi. Aur kabhi Abhishek ke bal ko apne hath aage karke pakad rahi thi.

Mere dost ne meri mummy ki phuddi ko chata. Uske bad woh khada ho gaya aur unke gale pe chuma. Usne mummy ke hoth ko chuma aur kaha, “Please suck my penis.” Usne apne hath ko meri mummy ke khande pe rakha aur niche ghutno ke bal baitha diya.

Meri mummy uske taraf dekhne lagi aur usne uska lund pakad aur dhire dhire sahlane lagi. Mere dost ne apni aankhe band kar li aur siskariya lene laga. Meri mummy ne uske lund ke chamre ko khicha. Uske lund ka topa bahar aa gaya. Meri mummy ne pahle kiss kiya

Uske bad muh khol ke uske lund ke aadhe bhag ko aander le liya aur apne muh ke aander bahar karne lagi. Kuch hi der mein mere dost ka lund meri mummy ki thook se chamakne laga. Mere dost ne ab meri mummy ko khada kar diya aur unke hoth pe chumne laga.

Usne meri mummy ke chutdo pe hath rakh ke unhe utha liya aur bed pe le jake sidha leta diya. Usne bed ke niche se condom nikala aur fad ke apne lund pe lagaya liya. Woh ghutno ke bal aage badha hua aaya aur apne lund ka topa meri mummy ki phuddi pe rakh diya. Fir dhire se dhakka mar diya.

Meri mummy ke muh se aawaz nikal gayi. Mere dost ka adha lund meri mummy ki phuddi ke aander chala gaya tha. Usne dhire se apna kamar ko khich piche fir se dhakka mara. Mere dost ne apne hath ko meri mummy ke jhang pe rakh diya aur dhire dhire meri mummy ko chodne laga.

Uska lund lagatar aadha ke karib meri mummy ki phuddi ke aander bahar ho raha tha. Meri mummy lagatar siskariya leke uska sath dene lagi. Meri mummy. Mere dost ke har dhakke pe meri mummy ke boobs aage piche ho raha tha. Aur unke muh se lagatar siskariya nikal rahi thi.

Ab woh dhire dhire aage badhta hua meri mummy ke upar le gaya. Aur unke hoth ko apne hoth mein leke chumne laga. Meri mummy ne bhi apne hath aage karke uske bal pakad liye aur uska sath dene lagi. Achanak mere dost ne kamar upar kiya aur kas ke niche kiya.

Meri mummy ki aawaz nikali. Mere dost ka pura lund meri mummy ki phuddi mein sama chuka tha. Usne fir se aise hi apne kamar ko upar khicha aur vaise hi dhakka mara. Fir lagatar meri mummy ke hoth ko chumte hue dhakke marke meri mummy ko chodne laga.

Meri mummy ne apne dono pao hawa mein karke faila liye the. Mere dost ka lund unki phuddi ke jad tak jake nikal raha tha. Kuch der aisa karte hue mera dost siskariya leta hua shant pad gaya aur meri mummy ke hoth chumne laga. Fir usne dhire se apna lund meri mummy ki phuddi se bahar khicha.

Uske condom ke virya laga hua tha. Woh side mein let gaya. Dono ki sanse tez tez chal rahi thi aur dono ke sharir se pasina nikal raha tha. Mere dost condom nikal ke niche bed pe fek diya aur apna lund ko ek kapde se poch diya. Usne fir meri mummy ke phuddi ko saf kar diya aur kapde ko niche gira diya.

Abhishek ne meri mummy ke hoth ko chuma aur kaha, “Aap bohut sunder hai.” Meri mummy ne kaha, “Ab jati hu main. Naveen uth jayega ab jana chahiye mujhe.” Mere dost ne kaha, “Come on, Barkha ap itna daroge toh kaise enjoy karoge? Woh so raha hai apne khud dekha na ki sone gaya hai.”

Fir main dhirese room mein aake let gaya taki woh dono mujhe na dekh le. Kuch hi samay mein mujhe meri mummy ke washroom ke jane ki and return ki aawaz aayi. Main jan gaya tha meri mummy ab room mein jaa chuki hai. Main gate ke pass gaya.

Maine dekha mera dost bed pe baitha hua cigarette jala ke pi raha tha. Meri mummy bed pe chali gayi aur uske bagal mein baith gayi. Abhishek ne meri mummy ko do kash khichwa diye us cigarette mese. Fir dhire dhire mera dost aur meri mummy bate karne lage.

Sath hi sath woh apne hath ko meri mummy ke sharir ko chhu raha tha. Kabhi pet ko sahla raha tha kabhi unke boobs ko daba raha tha. Meri mummy bhi uska sath dete hue uske lund ko pakad ke sahla rahi thi. Mere dost ka lund tan ke khada ho chuka tha.

Mere dost ne meri mummy ko sidha leta ke unki tange khol di aur apne jeev leke unki fuddi pe rakh diya aur dhire dhire chatne. Meri mummy chatpate hue siskariya lene lagi. Apne danto se apne hoth ko dabane lagi bich bich mein woh apne hatho se apne boobs ko daba rahi thi.

Mera dost lagatar meri mummy ki fuddi ka madira ras pi raha tha. Usne apne hatho se meri mummy ke dono jhango ko pakad liya tha aur khol diya tha. Kuch der aise karne ke bad mein mere dost ne apna jeev meri mummy ki fuddi se bahar nikala.

Meri mummy ki fuddi gili ho chuki thi. Mera dost mummy ke bagal mein let gaya. Mummy ne mere dost ka lund apne muh mein le liya aur dhire dhire chusne lagi. Mera dost ache se siskariya lene laga. mummy lagatar mere dost ka aadha lund apne muh ke ander leke bahar kar rahi thi.

Kuch der tak aise hi chalta raha. Ab meri mummy ne uska lund apne muh se nikal liya aur mere dost ne condom ka packet fad ke mummy ke hatho mein diya. Mummy ne condom ko mere dost ke lund pe laga diya aur meri mummy khadi ho gayi.

Apne ek tang ko utha ke dusre taraf ki jisse mera dost meri mummy ke tango ke bich mein aa gaya. Ab dhire dhire karke meri mummy niche baithne lagi aur ghutne mod ke bikul niche aa gayi. Ek hath se mere dost ke bade se lund ko pakad ke sidha kiya.

Fir apne fuddi ke muh pe rakh diya aur dhire dhire karke siskariya bharte hue uske lund pe pura baith gayi. Woh apne dono hatho ko mere dost ke pet pe rakh diya aura age piche hone lagi aur siskariya lene lagi. Mummy dhire dhire aage piche hoke mere se chudne lagi.

Unki aankhe band thi aur woh bohut enjoy kar rahi thi. Mere dost ne mummy ke dono boobs ko pakad liye aur masalane laga. Kuch der aisa karne ke bad meri mummy thak gayi thi. Woh ruk gayi aur aise hi mere dost ke upar let gayi. Mere dost ka lund unki fuddi ke ander hi tha abhi bhi.

Mere dost ne mummy ke hoth ko chuma thodi. Fir ek hath ko mummy ki chutad pe rakh ke sahlane laga. Fir usne apne hatho ko round karke meri mummy ko pakad liya pit par se. Ab woh niche se apne kamar ko utha ke apna lund meri mummy ki fuddi mein dalke unhe chodne laga.

Mummy lagatar tez siskariya lene lagi. Kuch der tak aise chodne ke bad mere dost ne achanak palti mari aur meri mummy ko apne niche le liya. Bina deri kiye unke dono hatho ko pakad ke apna lund meri mummy ki fuddi mein dal diya. Woh zor zor se unhe chodne laga. Mummy chilane lagi.

Abhishek ne is samay puri takat laga di thi aur jor ke jhatke mar raha tha. Uska lund bohut jaldi jaldi aur ander tak meri mummy ki fuddi mein jaa raha tha. Meri mummy ke ankh se ansu nikalne lage. Lekin woh ruka nahi. Meri mummy ki fuddi ko chodne ke bad ek jor ki siskari lete hue unke upar let gaya.

Main samajh gaya mera dost jhad chuka hai. usne dhire se apna lund meri mummy ki fuddi se bahar nikala. Uske condom mein virya bhara hua tha. Usne condom ko lund se nikala aur bed ke niche dal diya. Uski aur meri mummy dono ki sanse tez chal rahi thi aur pasine mein latpat the dono.

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