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In the last two days, I had more sex than I have ever had in my life. I had tried things that I had never imagined that I would do, like the beach group sex! Despite all this, I still wanted to do more, try more stuff to get fucked harder and wilder.

It was Sunday, the last day of our long-planned weekend sex. I was woken up early morning by Dhruv. He told me to get a shower and get ready. We were going to the beach. We should start early to get ample time at the beach and at our flat to continue our sex session.

I was a bit sad because I will have to leave tomorrow, but I was excited about the action which awaited me. I decided to enjoy the moment and got ready. Today they had leveled up the game as I can wear only a strapless bra and a thong to the beach. Both the bra and the thong were sky blue in color.

I wore it and stepped out of the house without any shame this time. The guys were impressed by my new non-caring behavior. At the beach, my looks were matching with the surroundings. My bra and thong matched well with the clear blue sky, and my clear, glowing skin camouflaged well with the sand.

Again I was the center of attraction as all the men around were eyeing me like vultures. We took some drinks and strolled across the length of the beach. After walking for a long distance, I got tired and suggested that we should head back or take some rest. But the boys insisted me to continue.

They told me that they have a place in mind to sit and relax. I agreed and followed them. After walking a little, I noticed that the crowd on the beach started decreasing. Here, there were very few people. I could only see some couples roaming around with their hands locked or sitting beside the water.

At a distance, I saw a couple engaged in a smooch behind a broken wooden bench. As I observed all this, the boys came on both sides and held me by my waist and ass. They kept brushing their fingers on my bare belly and ass. At times they would caress my boobs over my bra.

I understood what was going on in their minds and kept walking. A group of 3-4 guys passed us by. As they were approaching, they looked at us and especially at me, examining my body from top to bottom. One of them signaled thumbs up to Vishal, and another whispered, “Good catch.”

To this, Vishal too signaled back at them. Vishal, Dhruv, Naman, and all those boys giggled. I had started enjoying all the sexual attention I got and was turning hot. I, too, looked down and blushed. I couldn’t stop me from smiling too! I really needed a dick between my legs now.

We finally reached a secluded place where we stopped. It was far off from the beach. I could not see any living soul here. All I heard was the waves of water and chirping of birds and insects. There were few trees around which guarded us against the sun. A cold breeze was blowing and felt pleasant.

It was an ideal place for a picnic. But the picnic these guys had planned with me was a little different. I had my eyes closed and enjoyed the cold early morning breeze touching my naked skin. I sensed two hands on my legs. I opened my eyes and saw Dhruv on his knees in front of me, holding my legs.

He started kissing my thighs. I blushed a little but didn’t resist. I smiled and closed my eyes to enjoy Dhruv’s kisses. Within a second of closing eyes, Vishal and Naman held me by my arms and waist. Dhruv raised my legs. The three of them picked me up and threw me in the water.

I was drenched in the cold water. The boys started laughing as they came towards me. Dhruv offered me his hand to pick me up. But I had an evil plan in my mind. I wanted to have my revenge, so I pulled Dhruv with his hand. Dhruv fell over me in the water. He, too, was drenched. We all laughed.

Soon Naman and Vishal too were thrown into the water. We all played in the waves like little children for some time. Our clothes were drenched. The boys removed them and stood in their boxers. They told me that I, too, can remove my bra and thong as nobody would come here.

I wasn’t comfortable, though, and kept them on. After playing in the water, we came to the shore and sat under some trees to rest. The long walk and playing in the water were tiring. Vishal laid flat on the sand and closed his eyes. I, too, did the same and decided to have a quick nap.

I had my eyes closed and enjoyed the cool breeze blowing over my wet body. I sensed something crawling over my stomach. I opened my eyes to see Naman playing with my belly. I smiled at him and closed my eyes again. He continued fingering me.

Soon Dhruv too joined Naman, and they kept touching and tickling me, making me restless. Vishal got up by the sound of my giggling and laughing. He, too, joined us. I was being played by 6 hands now. There constant caressing had made me wet.

They could see my fluids oozing out of my pussy under the thong. My slim semi-nude wet body covered with sand was tempting the guys now. They, too, were getting restless. Soon they turned me over and untied my bra strings at the back.

Within a minute, my thong was also off my body, and I was fully naked once again. I was too horny by now to worry about me being naked in a public place. I had become very carefree by now. I had given up my body to these guys and waited patiently for them to feed on me, just like a lion feeds on his prey.

They were planning to go slow and started their sensual foreplay. Dhruv and Vishal picked up some sand and rubbed it over my body, especially the boobs. They covered my body with a layer of sand. Naman went a step ahead. He picked up an ant and threw it inside my deep navel.

The poor ant went down and was unable to find its way out. A crawling insect in my navel tickled me like hell, and I gave out slutty moans. The ant started digging my navel to find its way. It bit at the bottom of my navel, and I couldn’t handle it. It was a mix of pain and pleasure.

I kept moaning like a small baby. The boys enjoyed watching a naked girl moaning, laughing, and crying at the same time. The pleasure was unbearable for me. I shamelessly kept shaking my nude body under the open sky, moaning like a whore.

The ant finally found its way and came out of my navel. It went downwards near my pussy but luckily didn’t go inside. The crawling ant on my skin turned me on even more. I was now begging the boys to fuck me. They, too, were very horny but held their cum shots for now.

They poured some water over me to clean the sand on my body. Then they took hold of the beer we had bought. There was a little beer left. They poured it over me and started licking it off my naked body. I kept moaning like a dog in pleasure, kept pleading them to drill my pussy but to no avail.

They took their time to clean my body of the beer by their lips and tongue. I was very restless now and started shouting their names.

Me: Oh, come on. Please, Naman, make me cum, make me your bitch, Dhruv! Fuck me, Vishal, tear my pussy.

A little more pleadings, and they knew I was ready now. They didn’t waste more time. Dhruv took out his boxers and inserted his huge dick in my pussy and started fucking. Vishal and Naman got hold of my boobs and were cuddling me as Dhruv fucked me.

Naman and Vishal got their turns too. As one guy fucked me, the other two comforted me by kisses and cuddles on my face, neck, and boobs. I enjoyed every moment of it and got multiple orgasms.

It started getting noon by now. Naman warned that some people might come here at noon. We got up and cleaned ourselves. Our clothes were still wet, and we couldn’t wear them. But they had planned for it.

Naman had brought a bag which had spare clothes. The boys took out their clothes from the bag and wore it.

Me: Hey, do you have something for me to wear as well? My bra and thong are still wet, I may catch a cold or expose my nipples in the wet bra.

Dhruv: Well, if you say so, sweetheart, we can give you some clothes. But you should return the favor.

Me: How?

Dhruv: Blow our dicks before we dress you up with new clothes.

I was annoyed, but I saw this as a chance to tease them. I didn’t give them blowjobs straight away. Instead, I kept licking their dicks from head to balls. My tongue was tempting them, and it became unbearable for them.

After some time, I blew them one by one but a little harder. I even bit their dicks every now and then. They shouted in pain but liked it. I blew them all till they cummed on my face. I loved the feel of white thick cum on my cheeks, lips, and chin. I licked all of it.

They finally took out a black sleeveless top and blue denim jeans. I grabbed them and wore them. Both of them were very tight, and my curves were very much visible.

We started our walk back to the beach. On our way back, we encountered the same group of guys sitting and having some drinks. They saw my changed clothes and noticed my wet hair, and gave me a smile. I gave back a slutty smile to them.

I have changed a lot. I thought. We finally had some food and then headed straight back to Dhruv’s flat to continue our sex saga.

Read the next part to know what all happened later that day. Mail me your reviews at [email protected]. See you all very soon with kinkier and more erotic stuff!

En peyar Shailaja. En kanavan veli naatil velai paarthu varugiraar. Nan oru official velai paarthu varugiren, enaku thiruamanam aagi 5 varudangal aagugirathu.

Innum enaku kuzhanthai kidaiyaathu, veetil thanimaiyil iruka bour adikirathu endru office sendru velai paarthu varugiren. En kanavan ipppozhuthu ellam en idam sariyaaga pesuvathe illai, athu matum ilamal avar veru oru pennai veli naatil thirumanam seithu irunthaar endru thagaval enaku vanthathu. Naan miguntha thukathil irunthen.

En kanavan varudathirku oru matham matum veetirku vanthu povar, oru varudam kanavanukaaga kathu kond irukanum. Avar oru maatham matum veetirku vanthu en udan ulasamaaga irunthu vitu pavar. Ippozhuthu corona irupathaal avaraal veetirku vara mudiya villai, naan en kanavanukaaga eangi kondu irunthen.

En kuthiyil pala mathangalaaga sunniyai vitu ookathathaal pundaiyil athiga aripu eduthu irunthathu. Naan veru entha aanaiyum sex seivatharku paarthathe illai, en kanavan vanthal matum thaan enaku avarudam kaamam nadakum. En vaazhkaiye sogamaaga sendru kondu irunthathu, oru naal office mudiya late agiyathu.

Naan thaan kadaisiyaaga irunthen, watchmanum kilambuvathaga soli vitu saviyai en idam koduthu vitu sendraan. Naan velai anaithaiyum mudithu vitu office gatetai mudinen appozhuthu mani iravu 10 aagiyathu. Nala mazhai peiya aarambithathu, idi idithathu naan udane bus eerum idathil nindru kondu irunthen.

En pudavai mazhaiyil nanainthu irunthathu, vegamaaga bus erum idathil nindren. Angu yarume illai naan matum thanimaiyil nindru kondu irunthen. Appozhuthu oru ilamaiyaana aan oodi vanthu en arugil nindraan. Avan kudithu vitu irunthaan, vaasanai athigamaaga adithathu. Avan vanthu nindu irukum pozhuthu lesaga ushanam eera aaramibithathu.

Avan en arugil nerungi vanthaan, enaku nagara thona villai. Avan paarka katumazhthaaga irunthaan. Iruvarum nerunginom, ennai ariyaamal naan avan pakam nagara aarambithen. Avan kaiyum en kaiyum miga arugil irunthathu, kai viralgal urasa aarambithathu. Moodu thalaiku eera aarambithathu, avanum nala moodil irunthaan.

Iruvarin kai viralgalum urasa aarambithathu, office en veedu pakathil thaan nadanthe selalam. Oru auto vanthathu, aanal naan athil eera villai vendam endru soli viten. Naan en appadi solinen enbathu enake theriya vilai, moodil irupathum oru vitha kaama bothai thaan. Bothaiyil irunthaal ena nadakirathe endru theriyaathu.

Enakum appadi thaan bothai eeri vitathu, moodil ena seivathu endre theriya villai. Mazhai lesaga vida aarambithathu, naan nadanthu sela aarambithen. En pine avanum nadanthu vara aarambithaan, thirumbi avan kangalai paarthen. Avan kangal en udan kama uravu kola eangi kondu irunthathu, avan en pine nadanthu vara aarambithaan.

Thirumbi paarkum pozhuthu ellam avan ennai kama aasaiyil paarthu kondu irunthaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa antha neram enakul oodi kondu iurntha kaama ennam ippozhuthu ninaithaalum moodu thalaiku eeriyathu. Yar endre theriya villai, aanal avan en pine varuvathu enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu.

En pundaiyil ear patu irukum aripai ennai katu padutha mudiya villai, porumaiyaaga nadanthu veetirku sendren. Naan matum thaan veetil thanimaiyil irunthen, naan muthal madiyil thangi irunthen. Naan gate thirathu athai mudamal ulle sendren. Thirumbi paarthen avan gate ulle vanthaan, pati katil erinen, ennai kama aasaiyil paarthu konde mele eerinaan.

Naan padikatu eeri avanai paarthen, avan ennai kama aasaiyil paarthu kondu meele earinaan. Veettu kathavai thiranthen, aanal athai thirumba mooda villai . Kathavu thiranthu thaan irunthathu, ulle sendru kanadi vazhiyaga avan varugirana illaiya endru paarthen. Avan en veetin ulle vanthaan, vanthu en kaiyai pin puramaaga irunthu thadava aarambithaan.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa avan kai en mel padum pozhuthu moodu thanga mudiyatha alavirku irunthathu. Avan sunniyaal en pin purathil vaithu azhuthinaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa pengaluku soothil sunniyai vaithu theithaal migavum pidikum. Athai avan therinthu vaithu irunthaan, haaaaaaaaa eeramaaga iruntha udambil usnam eeriyathu.

Kaiyai en idupil porumaiyaaga vaithu ennai pin puramaaga kati pidika aarambithaan, avan thadiyaal en kazhuthil vaithu urasinaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa kama sugamaaga irunthathu, avan aanmaiayai naan rasika aarambithen. Thirumbi avanai paarthen, avan en arugil nindru kondu irunthaan, en kanathil kai vaithu ithazhil kiss seithaan.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa kathavu thirantha nilaiyil irunthathu, iruvarum kiss adithu lip lock seithom. Avan ennai kati pidithu kazhuthil mutham seithan, pinbu naan avan maarbil kai vaithu lesaga pine thalinen. Avan ennai oru vitha eakamaaga paarthaan, naan kathavai thapal poten, innum iruvarum oru vaarthai kuda pesa villai.

Avan kaiyai pidithu en padukai araiku azhaithu sendren, padukai araiku sendrathum ennai padukai meethu paduka vaithaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa avan en kaalil irunthu mutham seiya aarambithaan, avan analaana mutham en moodai athigarithathu, pudavai matrum pavadaiyai thuki konde vanthaan, en iru thudaiyil mutham seithaan.

Pinbu en thopulil vaai vaithu mutham seithaan, enaku oru vitha kucham vanthathu. Idupil mutham seithu konde en kazhuthil mutham seithu en ithazhil lip lock seithaan. En pudavaiyai kayata aarambithaan, en iru mulaiyum kuuraga viraithu gumunu irunthathu, iru mulaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaan.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa avan en mulaiyai pidikum pozhuthu moodaga irunthathu, jakit kokiyai kayata aarambithaan. Ulle karupu nira bra aninthu irunthen, jakit kokiyai kayati jakitai en marbil irunthu kayati paarthaan. Bravodu mulaiku mutham seithu bravaiyum kayatinaan, ippozhuth iru mulaiyum perithaaga viraithu avan vaaiku arugil irunthathu.

Iru mulai kambaiyum vaaiyil viathu sappa aarambithan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa eera pudavai kayandu ippozhuth udambil soodu eera aarambithathu. Ninaithu paarungal neengal muzhuvathum iravil nanainthu irukum pozhuth oru aan udambai urasi ungal mulaiyai sappinaal epadi irukum endru ninaithu paarungal.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu, iru mulaiyaiyum vidamal sappi vitu pavadaiyaiyum kayatinaan. Ulle neela vana penty aninthu irunthen, athaiyum kayatinaan, en aripu edutha pundaiyil vaai vaithu naka aarambithaan. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ennal naan anuba vaitha inbathai vaarthaigalaal sola iyala villai.

Antha alavirku moodu irunthathu, avan naakai pundai ootaikul vitu vitu eduthaan. Pundai uthadai vithungi urinthu naka aarambithaan, kaama padangalil varum aangal pundaiyai sapuvathu pola sapinaan. Vegamaaga naakai ootaikul vitu eduthu nakiyathil enaku moodu thanga mudiyaamal pundai vinthu avan vaaikul sendrathu.

En pundai kanjai urinthu kudithaan, pinbu avan sunnniyai veliyil eduthu en vaaiku arugil edruthu vanthaan. Avan sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu urinthu sapa aarambithen, avan sunni 7” perithaaga viraithu irunthathu. Athai paarkum pozhuthe en kuthiyil vitu ooka vendum endra ennam vanthathu, avan sunniyai paathi varai vizhungi umbinen.

Sunniyai suvaika suvaika rusiyaaga irunthathu, sunniyai ombi mudithathum avan ennai paduka vaithu kuthiyil sunniyai iraki matter poda aarambithaan. Avan sunni vinthai en pundaiyil iraki viduvano endru bayamaaga irunthathu, irunthaalum appozhuthu moodil ondrum theriya vilai. Avan iraki kondalum parava illai endru irunthathu.

En meethu nirvaanamaaga paduthu matter potan, iruvarin udalum izhanithu usnam eeriyathu. Sunniyai muzhuvathum en kuthiyil iraki sex seithaan. Vegathai athigarithu sunniyai muzhuvathum kuthikul vitu vitu edruthu sunni kanjai en kuthiyil irakinaan.

Pinbu iruvarum asanthu urangi vitom, kalai ezhunthathum avan kilambi vitan. Avanai aduthu engaiyum naan paarka villai, ennal andru nadantha anubavathai marakave mudiyaathu.

“You are supposed to play with your sister, but not this way.” My sister said those words while she was riding my cock. “I never saw this side of my sister,” I said to myself.

She was doing it like a pro, holding her boobs and moving her waist to and fro sitting on my cock. I held her boob and squeezed it hard. She fell on me instantly unable to contain the pleasure.

I didn’t talk to my boss’s wife for a week after I asked for a piece of advice to keep my mind away from the thought of fucking my sister. Her idea failed miserably and I ended up having crazy lust for my sister.

After a week of daily lunch boxes from her home and a great fuck at the end of the week, I accepted her apology and we were normal again. I ended up filling all my sister’s undergarments with my cum.

I started to look at her in a new angle. She looked hotter than ever with her milky thighs. She always wore loose tank tops. Whenever she bends a little, I made sure I had a view of her small but sexy boobs. My boss’s wife kept encouraging me in my endeavour to nail my sister.

I was trying to pull all the tricks in the book but I barely managed to seduce her. I thought maybe she just wanted me to share my blood with her not my cum.

One day we were invited to a wedding. Our parents wanted us to attend it at any cost. My sister was supposed to meet this guy who could if everything went well, become her husband.

I was happy for her but my mind overpowered my heart yet again. My lust for my sister grew more than ever. If the wedding goes well, I might not get a chance to fuck my sister again. I wanted to fuck her at any cost.

When I went into her room that evening before the meet, she was all gloomy. She was still in her shorts and in no mood to get ready and I was not planning to go to the wedding at all.

Me: Why are you so gloomy?

Didi: So, now you want to talk after all these days. I have been nothing but a cook and maid to you.

Me: What happened? Why are you so angry? I placed a hand around her.

Didi: Nothing happened. Just go get ready, we will attend that stupid wedding.

Me: I am not coming. You are on your own tonight.

Didi: Are you mad? Don’t you want to see your future brother in law? (she replied sarcastically.)

Me: I get it. You are enjoying your life and you don’t want it to be ruined. (I replied holding her chin.)

Didi: I don’t know but I never imagined it this way or this sooner.

I tried to be philosophical with her and talked about whatever I learned from all the movies I had been watching over the years. I always loved her barring this one time where my lust fought with my love for her as a sister.

She cheered up after a while and was happy to take on this new adventure of marriage. I asked her to get ready and got out of the room. My mind started fighting with me and I wasn’t sure.

Finally, I decided to give one last try and seduce her and see where it goes. When she was ready, she called me to her room. She was wearing a light pink saree. She had her silky hair let loose. It was falling on one side of her body. She wasn’t wearing any jewels.

Me: Why are you just wearing a saree?

Didi: I am not going to a fashion show. And he has to like me, not my accessories.

Me: That doesn’t mean my sister has to look even fabulous.

Didi: I am not going to listen to you.

I thought I should use this opportunity and try my luck because if everything goes well, I might not have the chance again. I persuaded her and finally, I made her agree to just wear kamarbandh.

I was sitting on the edge of the bed and she was before the mirror. I thought this was the time to initiate.

Me: Don’t you know how to wear a saree?

Didi: Wait, is there anything wrong? It looks perfect for me.

Me: You want yourself to look like a woman in the old days. Girls can look sexier in a saree too. You know that right?

Didi: As I told you, I want him to like me not anything else.

Me: Don’t be a dumbo. Here let me help you.

I held her hand and pulled her towards me. She was standing with her waist right before my eyes. It was all covered with saree. I started adjusting her saree from her legs and moved upwards. My hands reached her waist.

My sister placed her hands on my shoulders. My face was very close to her body. I wanted to kiss her navel then and there but I would have stretched my luck too far and I didn’t want to risk it.

I held her saree with my fingers touching her navel. I started to pull it down. Her buttonhole revealed slowly as I pulled it down. I noticed goosebumps on her body.

I was in my shorts and my cock started to fight it’s way out. My sister might have noticed that but I didn’t dare to look at her face and I continued adjusting her saree.

Her fair-skinned navel was fully revealing. I inserted my finger between her saree and her body. She shuddered and clutched my shoulders tightly. “Maddy, what..” her voice died down shakily. I brought my finger near her buttonhole and slightly pushed it further down.

My finger touched her pubic hair and she jerked back a little. I took the kamarbandh and tied it around her waist. My fingers touched her soft navel all the while.

She was struggling to stand on her feet. I stood up and was standing face to face with her. I turned her around towards the mirror. I stood behind her holding her shoulders.

My cock was rock solid and was making a tent. I hid it from her view standing beside her. My sister was just smiling. Her breath was high which I noticed from her moving chest.

Me: You look charming and sexy now. He will go crazy for you.

Didi: Aha.. (She was awkwardly silent.)

Me: Don’t you like i?

Didi: I like it, (she murmured.)

Me: Here, let me take a selfie.

I took out my phone and as I adjusted for a perfect angle my breath stopped for a while and my hand shook. My sister moved back poking her ass into my hard cock. She was looking at the screen but her mind was elsewhere.

I clicked the photo and she turned towards me and hugged me strongly. “Thank you Maddy,” she said and she left the room.

To be continued.

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Hello everyone, I am back with a new part from my Milky Adventure series. First of all, I want to thank you for the response you gave to my previous story. Hope you like this story about Shreyas’s terms and conditions and give your love as much as you gave to the last one. Happy Reading.

The next morning, everything was again back to normal. Shreyas just woke up and was brushing his teeth. Tarun was sitting at the breakfast table, reading the newspaper with his morning tea. Riya cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

While she was cooking, Shreyas came from behind and held Riya by her hips. Riya looked at him and gave him a sweet smile and asked him to sit at the breakfast table as her cooking is almost over.

He then nodded his head in denial and unzipped his pant, and took out his totally erect cock. Riya was quite surprised to see this behavior from Shreyas.

Riya: Why are you showing this to me? Your father is just outside. And why is it erect?

Shreyas: It is always erect in the morning when I wake up, so I first go to the washroom to relieve myself.

Riya: So go to the washroom. Why are you showing it to me?

Shreyas: Nope, I won’t go to the washroom today. You will relieve me of my erection right now.

Riya: What! Me? Now? Shreyas, your father is just a few meters away from us. Do you have any idea that what he will do to us if he sees us like this?

Shreyas: I don’t care. You promised last night that you will do whatever I will tell you to do. Remember?

Riya: But it is too risky.

Shreyas: Yes, but I am in pain, mom, and you promised me that you will do anything I tell you to do. So please help me.

Riya kept on looking at Shreyas in shock for some time. She then went outside the kitchen and peeked at Tarun. He was still reading the newspaper. She then came back to Shreyas and told him.

Riya: Okay, I will help you, but it will be fast, and you shall not make any kind of noise.

Shreyas (With a smiling face): Okay, mom, I won’t.

Riya then sat on the floor on her knees and took his cock in her hand. She first spat on his cock and then spread it all over his cock with her hand to minimize the friction. After that, she took his cock in her mouth and sucked it’s head first and then brushed her tongue over it rapidly.

After sucking the head of his cock, Riya took the whole cock in her mouth and kept it like that for sometimes. Then she moved the cock out of her mouth. Her saliva was all over Shreyas’s cock now. She then started to give him a handjob rapidly. This was making Shreyas go wild.

He kept his right hand’s fingers inside his mouth so that he doesn’t moan. In that process, he even bit his own fingers in excitement. After giving Shreyas a quick handjob, Riya held the base of his cock and made a firm grip there. Then she again started giving him a blowjob.

Her head was moving to and fro along the length of his cock rapidly. Shreyas knew that if it goes like this, then he would be cumming in a few minutes. While Riya was busy with Shreyas in the kitchen, all of a sudden, Tarun shouted at Riya from the breakfast table.

Tarun: How long will it take to make breakfast, Riya?

Riya hurriedly stood up and replied to Tarun.

Riya: In a couple of minutes, honey.

Tarun: Do it fast.

Riya started to put the breakfast on the plate. Then she took it to the table, where Tarun was waiting. Shreyas again became sad. He was annoyed at his father as he felt very close to his climax, but couldn’t reach it because of him.

At the breakfast table, both Riya and Shreyas sat side by side, in front of Tarun. Shreyas was sitting on the right side of Riya. After some time, Shreyas took Riya’s right hand and placed it over his hard cock. Riya was in shock.

She knew what Shreyas wanted, but she didn’t know how to react. So she decided to go with the flow. She started to give him a handjob very slowly as she didn’t want to attract the attention of Tarun. When Tarun saw that Riya wasn’t eating her breakfast, he asked her.

Tarun: What happened? Why aren’t you taking your breakfast?

Riya: Oh, the doctor told me to take a break in between whenever I will have any meal.

Tarun: Oh, is it so? Then it’s okay.

Riya gave out a sigh of relief. She felt that she dodged a big hurdle. She continued to give Shreyas the handjob very slowly. Sometimes, she held the base of the cock very tightly, which used to make Shreyas shiver in excitement. While giving the handjob, Riya was keeping an eye on Tarun.

After a few minutes, Shreyas placed his hand over Riya’s right thigh. He started to caress her thigh, then he slipped his hand under her red leggings. Riya knew what Shreyas was trying to do. Hence she coughed loudly to make Shreyas understand that he should not do that.

But in reply, Shreyas touched her inner right thigh and went forward. Riya removed her hand from his cock and tried to stop him by holding his hand. She even closed her legs tightly. But by then, Shreyas’s left hand had already reached her pussy. His middle finger was running all over her pussy.

Riya was continuously scratching and pinching Shreyas’s left hand, but it was of no use at all. He then, with the help of his index and middle finger, parted Riya’s pussy lips and pushed his middle finger inside. Riya looked at Shreyas with her mouth open in shock.

When Riya pinched his hand hard, Shreyas held her clit with his thumb and index finger and pressed it hard. Riya gave out a loud cry. This caught Tarun’s attention. He asked her out of concern.

Tarun: What happened? Are your breasts again hurting? Should I call an ambulance?

Riya: No, just bit my tongue.

Tarun: Okay, but why are you sweating so much? Are you feeling well?

Riya: Yes, actually. I was cooking in the kitchen, so.

Tarun again shifted his attention to his food. On the other side, Shreyas again started fingering Riya. This time he inserted both his index and middle finger inside. He was pushing both his fingers inside her and keeping it there for some time. Then he took his fingers out very slowly.

Riya felt like an eternity, and then in no time, he inserted both his fingers with that same speed and intensity. Riya was having great difficulty stopping Shreyas. Moreover, her resistance was causing pain to her. So she slowly loosened the resistance.

Shreyas then kept both his index and middle finger inside her pussy and started rubbing her clit slowly with his thumb. Riya leaned on the chair, she wanted to moan, but she couldn’t because of Tarun. Shreyas then took out both of his fingers from her pussy and rubbed her clit with all his fingers.

Riya then leaned forward. Her legs started shaking. She knew that she would be getting an orgasm soon. If it happens, she won’t be able to keep herself silent anymore. So she, with all her force, removed Shreyas’s hand and quickly walked towards the washroom.

Tarun saw her moving towards the washroom. He thought that Riya must be feeling a bit of nausea. While walking towards the washroom, she looked back at Shreyas. She saw him sniffing his left hand’s fingers and then licking it with great satisfaction in his eyes.

Riya felt shy a bit, looking at how Shreyas swayed his head after tasting her pussy juices. After coming out of the washroom, Riya called Shreyas and told him to meet her in the living room. When Shreyas came to meet her, she asked him with blunt directness.

Riya: What you think you were doing there, huh? How you ever thought of touching me down there?

Shreyas (In his usual playful tone): Where did I touch you? I really do not know what you are saying?

Riya: I am not in a mood to play with you, Shreyas! Tell me, why did you touch my vagina? I have never given you my permission to touch me down there.

Shreyas (With tears in his eyes): Why mom? Only Rajesh can touch you down there, huh?

Riya (In a subtle tone now): No Shreyas, I…I didn’t mean that.

Shreyas: Leave it, mom. I know what you meant. I know you love Rajesh more.

Riya: I love both of you, in the same way, Shreyas. I was just not expecting you to touch me there. I am totally fine with you doing so. I wasn’t just expecting you to do that then, so I reacted in such away. I am really sorry. But just remember one thing, don’t do any such thing which Rahul did that night, okay?

Shreyas: No, mom, I won’t do any such thing. I promise you.

Riya: Hmm, good boy.

Riya then kissed Shreyas on his cheek and went to finish her leftover breakfast. Later in the day, after Tarun went to the bathroom to take a bath, he asked Riya to bring his towel from their bedroom. When Riya went to take his towel, Shreyas followed her to the room.

He asked her whether she remembers that she hadn’t finished her blowjob and asks her to give it to him at that moment. Riya politely declined his wish. She hurriedly took Tarun’s towel and stood outside the bathroom door, waiting for him to finish his bath.

Shreyas again asked her to give her the blowjob. Then he took out his half-erect cock. Riya knew that until and unless she finishes her blowjob, Shreyas won’t leave her alone. She quickly sat on the floor on her knees. She knew that she had to do things quite fast now.

So, she took his half-erect cock in her hand and started moving her hand in to and fro motion along its length. She started licking his cock from the base until it’s head and then took his cock inside her mouth. She sucked his cock and held it’s base with her left hand and held his balls with her other hand.

While sucking, she kept an ear at the bathroom door to hear what Tarun was doing. After sucking a bit, Riya took his balls in her mouth. She took one ball at a time in her mouth, licking it first and then sucking it for a couple of minutes. While doing so, she was constantly giving Shreyas a handjob.

This was making Shreyas go crazy. All throughout the day, he wanted this kind of a blowjob. When he got, it was getting difficult for him to control his excitement. His eyes were closed, and his legs were occasionally shaking. Riya then took his cock in her mouth again and started deep throating him.

She knew that she was taking a big risk by doing so. If she makes any noise, then Tarun would be able to hear it. But she had no other option. She had to make Shreyas cum within the next few minutes. She felt Shreyas’s cock grow a bit in her mouth, and she felt a familiar tension in his cock.

She knew that Shreyas was close to cum, and hence she took the whole length of his cock in her mouth. Shreyas rolled up his eyes and closed it in excitement. A few gushes of white semen flew till to Riya’s throat, followed by a few spurts. It became tough for Shreyas to control his excitement.

So he gave out a soft moan which, by chance, was not heard by Tarun. Suddenly the sound of the flowing tap water came to a close. Shreyas quickly went back to his room. Riya stood up hurriedly and took the towel in her hand, and went to take a tissue paper to spit out all the cum which filled her mouth.

But before she could take the tissue paper, Tarun asked Riya to give his towel. Out of fear of getting exposed to Tarun, Riya swallowed all the cum in one go and then gave his towel. She then went back to do her daily chores. She decided she would totally ignore Shreyas when Tarun would be around them.

Later in the evening, Tarun had to go out of the house to meet his lawyer. The baby just finished drinking the milk from Riya’s left breast and went to take his evening nap. But Riya’s right breast was full of milk. As a result, her right breast started aching.

So, she called out Shreyas. When Shreyas arrived in her room, she requested him.

Riya: Shreyas, the baby went to sleep after finishing milk from my left breast, but my right breast is still full. Would you please help me?

Shreyas (In an excited tone): Sure, mom, I will.

Riya then placed the sleeping baby in his cot and sat in the middle of the bed in her usual way. Shreyas quickly came and sat to her right. She then opened the buttons of her light pink colored gown. Shreyas leaned towards her and took it out himself and started fondling her nipple.

Riya gave out a tender laugh, which was nothing less than a laugh of an angel when she saw his excitement. Shreyas at first kissed the head of the nipple and hovered his tongue in a circular motion over it. Then he took his right hand’s index finger and started brushing the head of the nipple in sideways with it.

He then took it in his mouth and started sucking it slowly and very tenderly. Riya was constantly looking at Shreyas, who was drinking her milk. She was continuously caressing his hair. Then she kept her head on his and started to think that this breastfeeding might be one of her last breastfeedings.

A few drops of tears came out of her eyes. But she quickly brushed them off. Shreyas, on the other side, was slowly sucking out the milk from her. When he was facing difficulty doing so, he was slowly pressing her breast around her nipple. It was hardly causing any pain to Riya.

After about 15 minutes of sucking, Shreyas was finding it difficult to take out any further milk from her breast. He then looked at Riya and said.

Shreyas: Mom, it’s over.

Riya (With a smile on her face): Thank you so much, Shreyas.

Riya then went to take out his cock as she knew that Shreyas must be hard by now. But Shreyas stopped her.

Shreyas: Mom, I don’t want this right now. I want something else.

Riya: Means? I am really unable to understand what you want to say?

Shreyas (In a shaking and fearful voice): Mom, I want to do that thing to you, Rajesh did that night.

Riya first thought about it for a few minutes.

Riya: Okay, you may do that thing. But remember one thing do not proceed any further than that. I hope you will respect that.

Shreyas: Sure, mom, I won’t go any more further than that. You have my word.

Riya then laid down on the bed on her back and pulled up her gown to take her panty down. But Shreyas stopped her, he told her that he wants to do it. Riya smiled and took back her hands. He pulled her gown up till to her belly, exposing her purple velvet panty.

He then parted Riya’s legs and sniffed the smell of her pussy over her panty. Shreyas then kissed her pussy over her panty. He pulled her panty down till to her knees with his teeth. He took it out from her legs using his hands and threw it on the floor. He then looked at her pussy.

His eyes became big, looking at Riya’s pink pussy lips. Riya felt a bit shy seeing how Shreyas was looking at her vagina. He then slowly leaned towards it, and again he sniffed it. After taking in the sweet aroma of her pussy for some time, Shreyas kissed the slit of her pussy.

Riya was feeling quite good about it. She closed her eyes and started to enjoy the foreplay. After kissing it, Shreyas went up and kissed the clit. Riya felt a bit of a shock going through her spine. He then took out his tongue and started licking her pussy lips.

After that, he parted her lips with his tongue and started licking her pussy walls. At one moment, he was licking very slowly, which was making Riya enjoy this foreplay. Still, at the very next moment, he was rotating his tongue around her walls at a quick rate, which was making Riya breathless.

He then went up towards her clit and started licking it, and after that, he started rubbing her clit with his tongue. This was making Riya sweat a lot. She started giving out soft moans to his licking and rubbing over her clit. After doing so, Shreyas went down till to her pussy hole.

There he licked the entrance of the hole and kissed it. After that, he put his tongue inside her hole. This was making Riya gave out comparatively louder moans. He was pushing his tongue inside her hole at one moment and then pulling it out at the very next moment.

He was doing this in a loop for a considerable amount of time. Shreyas started licking the whole of Riya’s pussy very slowly. From the bottom at the entrance of her pussy hole to the clit where he pulled it with his lips. This pulling was making Riya wetter.

Her left hand automatically grabbed Shreyas’s hair. She didn’t know for how long she would be able to control her excitement. Then out of nowhere, Riya’s phone starts ringing. Riya saw that it was Tarun who was calling her.

She at first didn’t know what she should do. Then in a tensed voice, she said to Shreyas.

Riya: Shreyas, Shreyas, it’s your father on the phone, stop right now. I have…..to talk to him. Please stop.

Even after her constant pleading, Shreyas didn’t stop. He kept on eating her pussy. Riya then pushed his head out of her vagina and closed her thighs. Then she took the call of Tarun.

Shreyas started to look at Riya in such a way that was requesting her to let him explore her vagina. But Riya nodded her head, denying his request. After that, she started talking to Tarun.

Tarun: Hello, how are you feeling right now?

Riya: I am feeling okay right now. Have you reached the lawyer’s office?

Tarun: No, got stuck in traffic right now, so I thought to call you.

While Riya was talking to Tarun all this time, her strength with which she closed her thigh got loose. Shreyas saw this as an opportunity. He quickly parted her legs and leaned forward. Before Riya could understand anything, both of Shreyas’s hands reached her inner thighs and moved towards her pussy.

Riya noticed it, but before she could do anything, his hands reached its destination. Shreyas kept the middle finger of his right hand inside her pussy hole and her left hand over her pubic area. She was continuously hinting Shreyas to move away, but he was not at all listening to her.

He was continuously pushing and pulling his finger inside her pussy hole. This was causing a lot of problems for Riya. She wasn’t able to talk properly to Tarun. She thought to push him out, but Shreyas was holding her right hand with his left.

He then put his index and middle finger of his right hand together inside her. He started rubbing her clit with his left-hand thumb finger. Then he starts moving both his finger in and out of her pussy hole vigorously. At the same time, he was rubbing her clit with his left thumb.

Riya was out of breath because of this. She wasn’t even able to talk to Tarun properly, which eventually caught Tarun’s attention on the phone.

Tarun: What happened? Why are you gasping for breath?

Riya: That is nothing. Actually, I was doing my exercise.

Tarun: Oh, okay. So I was saying…

Riya: Honey, I will talk to you later, okay.

Tarun: Yes, alright, I will talk to you later.

Riya then cut the call and started to moan. She knew that her resistance is slowly breaking down, and then in no time, she would be cumming. So, she quickly took charge. She forcefully took out Shreyas’s hands from her pussy and then took down his pant.

Shreyas then stood up on the bed and placed his fully erect cock inside her mouth. Riya thought that Shreyas wanted a blowjob. So she went to held her cock to lubricate it first. But Shreyas removed her hands. He held her head and pushed his cock inside her mouth at one moment and took it out at the next.

He started face fucking her slowly but eventually increased his pace. His cock was going deep down to her throat. Riya was having great trouble breathing, she was frequently coughing, and tears appeared in her eyes. After about 5 minutes of this rapid face fucking, Shreyas came deep inside her mouth.

After cumming inside her mouth, Shreyas took out his cock. Riya felt so tired that she could not even go and take a tissue paper to spit out the cum. So she swallowed it and fell on the bed on her back. Shreyas was so exhausted that he fell on Riya’s body and gave her a passionate kiss on her lips.

Riya could taste her own pussy juices when she sucked his tongue. After that, both Shreyas and Riya went to deep sleep and woke up when the baby started to cry.

Thanks for reading my story. Please do comment and give me your valuable feedback. You can kik me on riyasharmaa8. Thank you.

One morning at our village panchayat, all the villagers had gathered for a very important meeting. The sarpanch was conducting the meeting sitting under a tree. They were discussing various issues like crops, rain, loans, electricity, etc. All the villagers were actively participating in the discussion.

They were deeply concerned about those topics, especially because the financial condition of the people was bad. Meanwhile, my wife and I were standing far away, just observing the meeting from a distance.

My wife Kusum was nervously shaking and shivering as time passed. Even during this cold chilly weather, she was sweating. So much so that she unconsciously let the sari pallu slip giving me a clear view of her moist cleavage. On top of that, her heavy breathing was making the view more erotic.

She seemed as if she would burst into tears at any moment and get everyone’s attention. But we didn’t want that as we were there to talk about a very sensitive topic. I wouldn’t dare to hug or put my arm around my wife’s shoulder in such a public place. But I held her hand to provide her support.

I was so horny at that moment that I fantasized, dragging her to the field and giving it to her hard. Unfortunately, my wife doesn’t even let me kiss in public, so outdoor sex was out of the question. After all, it took this serious incident to her, letting me hold her hand.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be with you the whole time,” I said. “Please don’t cry.”

The meeting was finally over, and all the villagers stood up to leave. Meanwhile, we started walking towards the sarpanch. Kusum was taking slow steps as she was scared to approach him. I understood what she was going through, but this was necessary.

A young assistant introduced us, “This is Dibakar Banarjee and his wife, Kusum.”

“Yes, I know who they are. What’s their issue?”

“It’s Kusum… pssst…” the assistant widened his eyes, trying to tell sarpanch about the issue without actually saying the words.

“Is this the bhido issue?” the sarpanch whispered in the assistant’s ear. The assistant nodded, affirming it, “Video… yes.”

There was no point in whispering, as close as we were standing, we heard every word clearly. When I looked at Kusum, she crossed her arms out of embarrassment. This involuntary action squeezed her breasts, deepening the cleavage. Fortunately, only I was in a privileged position to view my wife’s assets.

“Don’t be scared, beta. Speak freely,” said the sarpanch.

Kusum didn’t utter a word. Instead, I made them aware of the situation.

“Some motherfucker, pardon my language, recorded my wife’s bathing video. Not only that, that asshole had the audacity to upload it on an adult website for the world to enjoy. Now all the youngsters of our village have seen Kusum without clothes putting my wife in a very embarrassing situation.”

I showed great aggression and stared into his eyes while saying this to the sarpanch. It was as if I was hinting him without saying, “We all know who did it.” Sarpanch realized that, and so he hinted to his assistant to bring that guy.

That guy is none other than the sarpanch’s youngest son Vijay. This guy is just nineteen and yet has quite a reputation for making shameful MMS of women. Everybody knows that still, nobody dares to put the blame on him directly.

“Yes, father. You called me,” said Vijay after arriving at the scene.

“Do you know anything about this poor girl’s video?” asked his father.

Vijay took some time to recognize Kusum. But when he did, he had a wide grin on his face. “Yes,” he said with a smile.

“Show it to me,” said sarpanch.

Vijay was hesitant to take out his phone and open a porn website in front of his father. But the old man insisted. After some searching, he played the video for his father.

Now, Vijay, the sarpanch, and his assistant were watching the video with full excitement. I noticed that both the youngsters were having a massive erection lusting over my wife’s naked body.

At this point, I need to tell you that Kusum is 21, fair-skinned, slightly chubby, firm round ass and big boobs. Her hair is so long that the tip of it brushes against her butt cheeks when she bathes.

In comparison to my dark-skinned family and me, Kusum is a beautiful angel I don’t deserve. If she wasn’t overweight, she wouldn’t be married to me.

For some reason, the sarpanch played the video on full volume. While I wasn’t able to see the video, I could hear it. Having watched this video a hundred times, I could accurately picture what happened in the video based on the sound I heard.

When the tap was opened, Kusum slowly stripped out of her sari, one piece at a time. Then she bent over to free her long, tied hair. This act accentuated her buttocks that were facing the camera. When she closed the tap, the lathering of soap could be heard.

Kusum was vigorously rubbing her body top to bottom. Starting from the face, then neck, going down to her boobs, belly, and butt. For most of the part of soaping, her long hair covered her bareback, including most of her butt. But when she started cleaning her back, she moved her hair forward, giving a good view.

The water was cold, early in the morning. So with every jug full of water, she poured on herself, she shivered, giving out a loud audible squeak. All the shaking made her ass jiggle. The show was going in full swing.

At one point, Kusum sat down to wash her clothes. For that part, she was completely offscreen. Still, these perverts didn’t stop watching, hoping that she would get up. Even the sarpanch, who is far too old to get his manhood erect, was watching the video with great anticipation.

Close to the end of the bath, the sarpanch hinted to his son to stop. But then Vijay refused, saying, “Wait…the most interesting part is in the end.”

You see, in the entire bathing video Kussum is showing off just her naked back. But close to the end, she turns to take the dry saree from a rope. That’s when for a brief moment, her full naked front is visible. Vijay, who must have seen this video countless times, was talking about exactly that.

While these horny perverts enjoyed the video, Kusum was having a tough time. She was so embarrassed that she took a few steps back, turned around, and shut her ears. Unfortunately, this allowed the three of them to, without hesitation, compare the body in the video with my wife standing in front of them.

The assistant wiped his spectacles as if he was trying to see through my wife’s clothes. To some extent, it worked as the warm noontime sunlight was making her sweat even more. This made her sari see-through and innerwear cling to her skin, highlighting the assets.

When Vijay shamelessly said, “The most interesting part is in the end.” Kusum ran away into an adjacent farm. I followed her while maintaining some distance. When I finally spotted her, I saw her squatting to pee. I shouldn’t say this, but seeing her round, fleshy butt exposed made me very horny.

She was crying uncontrollably. But my attention was towards her very appealing bottom and the ‘piss’ sound of the stream of her urine. While I enjoyed the full scene, when she was close to the end I turned around, pretending to not look.

I know as her husband, I should not be ashamed of seeing my wife naked. Still, Kusum doesn’t like that. We had sex only twice, during night time, in the dark as she guided my dick inside and out of her pussy. She didn’t even let me see her naked body, and now her body is on display for the entire world.

“Are you done?” I asked while my back was facing her. She didn’t say anything but came and stood next to me. Together we walked back to sarpanch. Seeing us approach, all three of them had a wide smile on their face. While I saw them, Kusum was too embarrassed to make eye contact.

When we reached there, the sarpanch shouted at his son, saying, “Vijay, you fucker! Did you do this?”

“No, father. I did not,” Vijay replied.

“Don’t lie. Do you have any idea what this poor girl has to face because of your actions?”

“But I did not do it,” Vijay insisted.

This argument went back and forth without a resolution. Sarpanch wasn’t convinced. He knew his son was guilty. But that does not mean he will give his son to the police.

Instead, he stood up, walked to Kusum, and placed his hand on her shoulder, saying, “You are like a daughter to me. The thing you had to endure was unfortunate. Sadly we don’t know who did it. I’ll make sure that this video is taken down from the website, and all the youngsters of the village delete the video from their phones. For now, the best thing we can do is to continue with our life as if nothing happened.”

He said while gently sliding his hand from her shoulder to grabbing her arm. Although his intention was to quickly cup her boob, I pulled Kusum back, preventing the disaster from happening.

“Dibakar, I blame you for the situation,” he yelled.

I was shocked to hear him say that. “You have a very beautiful wife, and you let her bathe in the open. Shame is a woman’s priceless jewelry. What you did is wrong. Make sure you build proper walls and a ceiling for such a private space.”

I acknowledged what he said. We thanked him and then walked away. For a moment there, when he accused me of this, I got very scared thinking, “How can he possibly know?”

Well, nobody can know this. But as a secret confession, I want to tell you guys that I was the person who filmed my wife’s bathing video and uploaded it on a porn website. I repeat nobody can know this! Don’t ask me how or why I did it.

But in simple words, I want to say that we men think that we own the women in our lives, be it the mother, girlfriend, or wife. I thought that my wife’s body is my property. So it was my right to upload such a shameful video of my wife for everyone to see.

But that is not correct. This one mistake of mine has caused Kusum so much pain. I know that now, and I regret doing it. Now, you might be wondering, “Why is this idiot giving us ‘gyaan’ about ill-treating women?”

The reason for that being that I don’t want you to make the mistake I did. Once a bad deed is done, it can’t be undone. I learned this the hard way. After uploading my wife’s bathing video, I pledged to never do this again.

Sadly another such video was uploaded from my account on the porn website. This time it was me having early morning sex with my wife in our open bathroom. But that is a story for another time.

Narrated by Amit:

In the last part, you read about how my cousin sister Swati teased me in the living room while her mother was sitting just a few steps away. Then she went back to the kitchen and indicated to me to go to her while her mother was busy watching TV.

As I reached the kitchen. I turned back to make sure aunty is still where she is. But then all of a sudden, Swati grabbed my collar and pulled me inside aggressively. She pushed me, making me hit my back on the kitchen counter. Then she placed her lips on my lips.

She kisses me aggressively, and I kissed her back, passionately. Our lips flapped on each other. She rolled her tongue in my mouth. I tried to do the same. Fuck! She was wild too! Wilder than I can ever imagine.

After a minute or so, we broke our wild kiss. I took a breath and asked her: You are seriously mad. What if aunty comes in?

Swati: You think it was random for me to put on that channel? That’s one of mom’s favorite TV series. She won’t come here, not until a break comes up.

Me: Yeah, I can see that.

Swati lick her upper lips and say: You didn’t hear me… right?

Me: What?

Swati: I said she won’t come here until a break comes up.

She bit her bottom lips and then continues: That means we can do something till then…

She winks and whispers the remaining: Without a break!

Fuck! She was making me crazy. I grabbed her hips, brought her closer, and started kissing her again. She pushed her boobs on my chest. I wish the fabric of our clothes weren’t in between us. She wrapped her arms over my shoulder, pulled me closer, and kissed as wild and passionate as we did earlier.

Our mind and body were on making love to each other. But our ears were pointed sharp on the voice of the television in the living room. My hands moved all over her back, her hand messed up my back hair. One of my hands went down and grabbed her soft ass cheek over her shorts.

I gave a squeeze on her ass, and in return, she bit my bottom lips. I left a gasp out of pain as she pressed my bottom lip between her canines. In return to that pain, I grabbed her boob over her tight camisole and pinched her perky poking nipple. She gasped too!

It excited me more as she gasped in my mouth. We kissed crazily, I squeezed her boobs and ass cheeks simultaneously. She kept pulling my back head hairs as revenge. Damn, it was so hot – the crazy wildness of my sister and the fear of getting caught.

I was rock hard and felt as if my cock is going to burst. The hand that squeezed her boobs made its way down, down to her slim belly over her top. It went to grab the rim of her shorts. My fingers pulled it lost and pushed themself inside her short. In seconds, my hand cupped her pussy mound again.

She spread her thighs a bit, letting me cup her completely. She is so damn fucking hot down there as if she’s burning. Actually, by now, we both were burning in the flame of lust. She bit my lip even harder than before as my middle finger flapped her wet folds.

She went wilder than before as my index and ring finger spread her pussy lips, and the middle finger pushes itself inside. Was I taking it in a hurry? I pulled my finger back and started stroking her clit. Soft and gentle strokes making her love it more and more with every stroke.

She moaned in my mouth while we kissed. Soon my hand on her back raised the hem of her short and made its finger trail its way between her ass cheeks. With my every move, her mouth was getting aggressive on mine. She took her hand down and straight away, grabbed my hard-on over the cloth.

She squeezed it as hard as I squeezed her ass cheeks. She pulled it down as I stroked her clit rapidly. On the other hand, she dug her nails over my back neck. It didn’t pain me. It made me go further. I poked my fingertip straight at her tight asshole opening.

She moaned, and I felt a sudden change of warmth on my hand that was at her pussy. Did she just pee? I made my fingers check for it. Yeah, she just released a few drops of her pussy juice. Wow!

A wave of disappointment and fear slammed both our faces when we heard a TV ad voice and the creaking sound of the couch. It was my aunt. She was returning to the kitchen. Swati detached herself off me, took my cup from the counter, and turn towards the sink to wash it.

She grabbed the hem of her short of the right leg to pull it down. I turned to the counter, acting as if I am checking the kitchen interior. I was trying to hide my bulge. Aunt came and said: Oh my god! What am I seeing?

I got scared. Swati, too got scared. Did we leave any evidence of our lustful act? Swati and I turned to face aunt, but she had a smile on her face. Aunty nodded her head and indicated me to look towards Swati. She said: Someone is washing her cup! How is it possible?

Swati made an irritated face and turned back to her work. I felt a sudden urge to protest my aunt. Maybe a feeling of love towards Swati made me stand for Swati. I said: No, she is actually washing my cup.

Aunty: Oh! That’s great. She never does her own. It’s better you stay here till she gets married. I can see she’s already learning to be a human child.

Me: It’s not required. I think she is wise enough to do what is necessary.

Swati was quite, till now I saw her talking back to my aunt, but this time she was quite. Maybe she was irritated, maybe she wasn’t irritated by aunt’s taunts but was irritated about getting turned off suddenly. I was feeling that too.

Swati’s phone started ringing. She kept the washed cup down on the counter and walked off the kitchen past aunt and then me. As she passed by me, she hit her elbow on my arm. It felt like an act of fake anger but more like an act of friendly smack.

Maybe for standing for her as she had a sweet little smile on her face as she left. Aunt got back to her work, and I looked out of the kitchen. Swati took her phone and walked quickly to her room. Man! That was a good little moment with her in the kitchen. I wished if it never ended.

Wow! My sister, my cousin sister, who has been my childhood friend when she was a 4-year kid. Now she kissed me, and I touched her privates, wow! That taboo feeling made it hotter. I went back to my room after some 5 minutes and texted her a WhatsApp message.

Me: Hello! Are you angry with me?

Swati immediately replies: Why should I be?

Me: Then what happened?

Swati: What? What happened? Nothing happened.

Me: You want to talk anything?

Swati: No, not in a mood.

Me: Then what mood are you in? (wink smiley)

Swati: Nothing… bye!

Me: Hey, don’t be so rude, I might break the wall and come to you.

For the next 1 minute, there wasn’t any reply from her. I thought she was really pissed off, but what did I do? It was aunty who barged in our private moment. It was that fucking TV program that brought the break in it. Suddenly she replies back: Why do you need to break the wall when the door isn’t locked?

My cock jerked at her words when she wrote, ‘door isn’t locked.’ I threw my cell phone on the bed and went out. Aunt was back to her seat in the living room watching her program. I turned to my right, Swati had her room door next to mine.

I thought to myself. It isn’t that easy to go to Swati’s room. What if aunt comes looking for me, and I am in Swati’s room instead of mine? I stood there for a few seconds and called out to my aunt and said: Aunty!

Aunty turns back and asks: Yes, Amit?

Me: I am going to the washroom. Feel like my stomach is upset.

Aunty: Ahh, ok!

That’s all she said. Really these elderly females won’t even bother if the house is on fire while watching one of their TV series. Well, that’s good for me now. I closed my door, making it audible to my aunt. I was confident she won’t turn back to find I am still out.

I made my silent kitty walk to the next door and slowly turned the knob. I prayed, “Please God, please, the door doesn’t make the creaking sound,” and it didn’t. Like a thief, I went into her room and closed the door silently back as it was. Took a relieving breath and turned around to find Swati lying on the bed.

She laughed with no voice. Her legs were folded, she raised her right leg, placed its ankle on the left leg knee, and started waving her feet right and left. She raised her eyebrow in the way of asking, what was I up to? She got up and walked towards me.

My heart started beating faster again with every step she took. She came to me and pushed my shoulder to make me move away from the door. She opened it and went out. What the fuck? Why was she going out?

She called out for her mom and said: Mom!

My heart sank in fear as my aunt replied: Yeah!

Is she going to tell her? Bloody bitch, she’s crazy, she can do anything. Fuck!
But then, to my relief, Swati said: I am going for a bath, don’t knock my door until I come out.

Damn, I was so relieved. This girl is unexpectedly sweet and really clever. She just made an easy, clever arrangement to put a tag on her door. A tag that said, “Do not disturb!” Fucking clever! She comes in and slams the door hard, lock it from inside. She turns her head to look towards me and smiles.

She turns completely facing me and rests her back on the door. She raises her right foot and places it on the door making her knee fold. God, she is always sexy no matter what she does! She folds her bottom lips in and presses them below her upper tooth.

My dick throbbed, excited in the thoughts of what she was going to do now. How naughty was my sister going to be now? How dirty? I went to her, grabbed her right thigh, which was raised at my hand’s height. On the other hand, I grabbed her back neck and pulled her closer to my lips.

We kissed once again. More passionately, lips over lips, nose hitting nose as she was unable to bend her head back coz of the door behind her. For a minute, we kissed, and then she stopped. I looked down into her blue eyes, so cute, those big dark pupil of her, so cute.

I stroked her thigh softly and said: You really want to bathe? Shall I bathe you instead?

Swati raises her eyebrow, making her cute eyes go sexier and says: Why not! But shouldn’t you make me dirty…before you can bathe me?

Fuck! My cock stiffened and throbbed hard inside my clothes on each and every provoking word of her. I couldn’t resist and gave another passionate and wild kiss on her lips. Squeezed her soft thigh and went deeper, getting lost in our kiss. Our tongue took turns and snaked into each other’s mouth.

For the next 2-3 minutes, we were out of the world. Lost in our world, forgetting the ugly truth of our sister-brother relationship. Suddenly she broke the kiss and push me off her bringing us back to reality, back in her room. I raised my hands, asking what.

She walked two steps forward and placed her hand on my chest to push me back again. She did it again, and I walked backward 2 steps more. I realized my ankles back hit her bed. She came close and pushed me the last time, with a bit more thrust this time. She made me fall on my back on her bed.

I was all flat on her bed with my hands spread and thighs apart. She walked to me, raised her right leg, and placed her knee on the bed between my thighs. She was approaching on me like a hungry tigress, a horny one, an extremely horny tigress!

She placed a hand on my waist and then lifted her other leg up, making it come and rest its knee beside my waist. Then she settled her other knee from between my thighs to the other side on my waist. She sat back on me, placing her ass over my hardness.

She relaxed her weight on me, making my dick squeeze between her soft ass cheeks and my thighs. She bent over me, placed her hand beside my head, and brought her face close to mine. She whispered: You are a sister fucker! Aren’t you?

I replied: How can a brother resist if he has a hot sister like you?’

She bit her lips and grinned and then grabbed my lips back in her lips. We kissed again. I can do this the whole day. Lord! She grabbed my neck and pulled me up to eat my lips more. I grabbed her hip and made my groin press on her crouch by lifting my hip.

My hands made its way inside her top, sliding its hem up. Her skin at the waist is so soft and smooth, smoother than silk. I slide my hand down to the rim of her shorts and then pushed in. In seconds, my hands grabbed her smooth naked ass cheeks inside her short.

I squeezed them hard while we kept kissing each other. She left a moan out in my mouth. As she moaned, a strand of spit stretched down her lips into my mouth. It was so sexy to watch. My dick throbbed with immense force onto her crouch over her short.

She started to move her hips, making her crouch area rub over my hardness. She was doing it slowly, so I grabbed her ass and made her hip move fast on me. We kissed for a furthermore, passionate, and wet kiss. She went hotter and making me hot with her.

My hands dug more in invading inside her tight short, stretching it out lose. My fingers spread her ass cheeks apart and dug in her crack. As I went further in, my fingertip touched her again on the same spot that made her pussy clench and drip earlier.

My index finger stroked at the smooth flesh of her smooth opening, her back door, her tiny smooth asshole. She gasped and moaned out, unable to keep the kiss going. Then she whispered: You’re so dirty, brother!

Me: Didn’t you tell me to get you dirty before I bathe you?

Swati: I guess it’s you, you’re making yourself dirty… Not me.

She raised herself above my chest and took her right hand to her back. She used it to grab my hands and take them out of her shorts. As my hand went off her shorts, she did something. She wiggled her hip, moved her legs. First, she moved the right leg and then the left. I wondered what is she up to.

I tried to raise my head to see between us, but she grabbed my hairs with the other hand, preventing me from seeing anything. Oh, she was dominant too, wow! A few seconds, she struggled for, and then she brought her hand back in front of my face.

She was holding the shorts she was wearing. Fuck fuck fuck! As my hands already told me that she wasn’t wearing any panties in her shorts. That made me go crazy thinking that she is completely nude down there, resting her hot, wet pussy on my hardness over my cloth fabric.

Fuck, I want to see it, fuck! She was not letting me. That was making me crazy!
I tried to lift my head to see it. She then placed her short right on my face covering my eyes and whispered: No! Don’t see, just feel me.

Her short was a little wet and warm, wet with her sweat or maybe her juices. Its odor was musky and so damn erotic. I inhaled a long breath to take in her sex odor as much as I could. My cock was hard, so hard to make it beat on her soft nude pussy spread apart on my hardness.

Even if my cock was in my cloth, I felt the intense heat of her hot pussy on it. I whispered under her short’s cover: Why, why can’t I see it?

She came close to my ears. I can only feel her warm breath and not see her, she whispered: All good things come for those who wait.

I gasped. She got up, and she said, “Do as I say if you want some fun, brother!”

What could I have said? I had no other choice. She was the boss. I did not want to do anything to wave her mood off, and I was ready to submit for her. But all of a sudden…

Aunt said from outside: Amit?

She knocked on the door, but not on Swati’s door. She was knocking my room door. She continued: Are you ok? How is your stomach?

Fuck, fucking woman, why at this time? I screamed her to burn in hell in my mind. But then realized I should not, she’s like my mother, God, I am sorry! I got up, pushing Swati aside and taking her shorts off my face. I was about to answer my aunt when Swati placed her hand tight on my mouth.

She whispered: Idiot! You’re in my room, don’t answer!

I almost forgot about it. I remained quiet when my aunt again asked: Amit! Are you still in the washroom?

Swati got up. Wow, I saw her bottom nude, but she was fast. I just had a glimpse of her shaved pussy. She turned around, showing me her ass. She then picked her towel from her study table and wrapped it around her waist. She walked past the bed towards the balcony door.

She slides it open and then whispered to me: Get up, come here!

Was she expecting me to jump out of her balcony? Fuck! She lives in a 12 story flat. Was she out of her mind? Swati gritted her tooth and said: Come here! Come fast!

I got up and rushed to her, guessing what is she up to. She looked around her neighborhood and then let me out in her balcony. She pointed me to the attached balcony and said: That’s your room balcony. Go!

I looked and inspected for a second. Oh yeah! That’s fucking balcony of my room. Since we had our rooms next to each other, our balcony was attached too. Holly shit, how didn’t I discovered it yet! And last night, if I knew it was here all the time, I would have…

I turned to Swati back and asked: Why didn’t you tell me this last night? I would have come to your room then.

Swati patted my arm and said: I gave you a chance. I told you if you wanted, you can come to my room for some talk. You denied, right?

I stroked my forehead. She was right. She did tell me last night, I rejected the offer acting like a prude. Fucking loser, I am… I mean, I was last night. I jumped the low height railing and went to my room balcony and then turned back to tell her something.

But she stopped and said: Shhh! Go now. Bye!

She went inside and closed her sliding door. I went into my room and ran to open the door. Before opening the door I pushed my hand in my shorts and grabbed my hard dick to push it aside. I opened the door and said: So… sorry aunty, I was in the bathroom.

Aunty: Is your stomach, ok? You’re sweating, are you all right?

I wiped the sweat on my forehead and said: No, I was in the washroom, so nothing am ok now. I am all right now.

Aunty: I guess the train food is showing up now. I have made breakfast. If you feel better, have it. I will keep it on the dining table. I need to go out for some work, your uncle and I have a function to attend tonight.

A glow of happiness spread over my face. I heard aunt is going out, damn! I am going to get alone with Swati now. All alone. I pretended to be normal and said: Function? So going to buy a gift?

Aunty: Yeah! Want to come with me? You can suggest me some ideas for the gift. I asked Swati yesterday, but she isn’t interested in our mature people’s function. Do you want to come with us tonight?

Was she crazy? She was going out, leaving me all alone with her daughter, and she was asking me to throw off this opportunity for her lame gift shopping? I replied politely: No, aunt, I… I can’t go today as I have to go meet one of my friends today. He said he will refer me to his company for a job.

Aunt: Oh, it’s ok, Amit, that’s more important. You do your work. I have kept the food on dining, have it before you go. I will be leaving in some time.

Me: Don’t worry, aunt! You go.

In my mind, I said: And let me cum with you daughter.

As she turned back and started to walk to her room, behind her I raised my fist in a gesture of victory show off, but… Fucking, my happiness stayed no longer than a few seconds. Swati opened her door and came out wearing a skin fit gym outfit, tight leggings, campus shoes, and tight fit spandex top.

Where the hell is she going now? Aunty turned on the sound of her door opening and looked at her for a second and asked: You said you are going for a bath, didn’t you yet? Are you going to the gym now?

I joined my aunt and asked Swati in a protesting way: Yeah! Gym…? Now…? Why…?

Aunt: You always go in the evening, right? Why now?

Swati looked us both as if she’s confused whom to answer first and then said: Yeah, I go in the evening, so what? I have some other work in the evening, so I am going now.

As aunt went off Swati walked past me and I said: Hey, what are you doing? She’s going out.

Swati: Yeah, I know, so what?

Me: We have a good chance now! We will be all alone.

Swati came closer to me and said: Don’t worry, she will be back in half an hour. But in the evening, they will be out for the function, I know their elderly functions. They take 5 to 6 hours to come back.

I was trying to convince her to stay, but eventually, she convinced me for the evening. Well, 5-6 hours are a lot better than half an hour. Cool! Then her phone rang up.

She placed a finger on my lips and said: Shhh, quite. Don’t be greedy, Amit. You go meet your friend and come. I will be back home too by seven.

She smiled and patted my face and whispered the rest: See you then, sweet brother!
I stood at my room door, excited and happy for the evening. I looked at her from behind as she walked her way to the main door. Sexy ass, all I could think of while she made her ass move to either side in her tight leggings.

As she opened the door, she looked at me once before leaving and said: Be ready! You are going to have your best evening tonight, Bye!

She blew me a kiss and went off, closing the door. She was gone then, as I told my aunt, I will be making my move to my friend’s place. Eagerly waiting for this day to get over soon.

Hello friends, today I am going to narrate the story about how I fucked a bank customer.

First, let me introduce myself. I am Rahul from Punjab working in a reputed bank. This incident which I am going to narrate happened with me 2 years back when I was posted in a rural branch of the Bank.

In that area, there was a school where they paid the salary to their staff through our bank. The heroine of the story, let’s call her Simran (name changed) came to the bank for opening a bank account as she had just got a job as a teacher in that School.

On that day, she came along with her father for opening the account. Her height was around 5 feet 3 inches and her figure must be 32-26-32. Initially, I didn’t pay any attention to her and opened her account normally.

After that, on several occasions, she came to the bank for withdrawing money, for passbook printing, etc.

Once she said that she needs an ATM card and unfortunately or say fortunately at that time, instant ATM cards were not available with the branch.

So I politely told her, “Madam ATM cards are not available at this moment, it would take around 15-20 days to come from our Head Office.” Hearing this, she said, “OK,” and left the branch.

After around 15-20 days, she again came to the bank and enquired about the ATM cards, “Sir ATM aa gays kya?”

I said, “No Madam, still out of stock.”

She said, “Main jab bhi aati hoon, ATM khatam hi milte hain.” (whenever I come, ATMs are always out of stock) and also gave me a mischievous smile.

That smile was something very special and on that day, the first time I thought that she is giving me a green signal and I understood that if I take some initiative, then she would definitely agree to get laid.

In the next 15-20 days, stock of ATM cards came in the branch. I intentionally sent a message to her from my personal number and the context of the message was like “Madam ATMs are available now. You can collect it anytime from the branch.”

After sending this message, I was very tense and my heartbeat was very fast wondering what would be her reply. Would she get angry that I messaged her from my personal number?

But within 5 minutes I got a call from her. I was so tensed at that moment and literally didn’t have the courage to attend the call. She again called and this time after gathering lots of courage, I finally picked her call.

She said that she may get late from school and would not be able to collect the ATM today. So she will come tomorrow after 4 pm and I must keep one ATM especially for her. She said, “Pakka rakh lena, kahin dobara khatm na ho jae.”

I assured her, “Madam you don’t have to worry. This time you will not be disappointed.” I told her that I remembered her concern and that’s why I had personally informed her that ATMs were available then.

In the night, I wanted to wish her good night but I was in confusion about whether to wish her or not. Because somewhere it was in my mind that what will she thinks about me.

She may think that I am such a cheap person who stole her number from bank records and now messaging her. Therefore, I decided not to take any initiative from my side until it was not taken by her.

The next day when I got up in the morning, I saw a text message flashing on my mobile and it was from Simran. She was wishing me a good morning. I was extremely happy to see her message and thought that she is also equally interested in me.

I instantly replied to her message “Very good morning.” After that, our chats started and here are some excerpts from that chat as under:

Simran: I was afraid whether you would reply of not. By the way thanks for replying.

Me: You are welcome Madam. If any girl, especially a beauty like you wishes me good morning, then definitely I would have been the biggest idiot if I don’t reply.

Simran: Beautiful aur vo bhi main! Why are you kidding me? Agar sach mein aisa hota toh aapne pehle se approach kar liya hota.

Me: Pehle kabhi moka hi nahi mila. Bina kisi reason ke apko message nahi kar sakta tha na. Agar karta toh pata nahi aap kya sochte. Even kal rat bhi good night wish karna chahta tha. But nahi kiya.

Simran: Same here. Main bhi kal raat message karna chahti thi but nahi kar pai. Aj subh bhi badi himmat kar ke wish kiya. Pehle bhi kahi baar socha ke apka mobile number maang lu, but har baar yahi soch ke ruk jati ki pata nahi aap mere baare mein kya sochoge?

Me: Yaar le lete number pehle hi. Itne dino ham logo ne aise hi waste kar di.

Simran: Hmmm. Right

Me: You know from the first day you came to the bank, I had a crush on you.

Simran: Me also.

Me: Then you had to tell me this thing or at least you could give some hint.

Simran: You know once I came to Branch for passbook printing and you were sitting with a girl in the bank. On that day, after reaching home, I cried a lot thinking that she was your girlfriend. Then one of my friends consoled me by saying that it was not necessary if they were sitting together then they are in a relationship. They might be friends.

Me: Oh my God. You thought that much. Yaar, at least you could have had some words with me.

Simran: You know I like you very much since the day I saw you.

Me: Me too.

We continued to chat the whole day and in the night we expressed our love emotions to each other. Now we both want to meet but waiting for a good time.

Soon it came, one fine day we were only two staff members (me and the peon) were in the bank after 4.00 pm as my branch office head was on leave and other staff had also left the office and gone home.

I told Simran to come to the bank on the pretext of some bank-related work. She came around 4.30 pm and enquired about the locker facility in front of the peon.

I told her all about the bank lockers and then offered to show her the lockers so that she could see them and also choose the size she wanted.

In the meantime, I sent my peon to bring something to eat from outside and also told him to close the grill gate of the bank. As soon as we entered in the strong room, she hugged me very tightly.

That hug was simply amazing. We kissed each other very passionately. I had a hug and kiss experiences earlier but these were very special and was the kiss of my life.

While kissing, I pressed her boobs and inserted a finger in her ass crack and she let out a loud moan. I put my hand in her suit and pressed her boobs. She also put her hand in my trousers and caught my dick and started giving me a hand job.

We both wanted to do more but we didn’t have much time as peon may come anytime. Therefore, we came outside and sat in our respective chairs.

So guys/girls this was the first part of my story. In the next part, I will tell how much fun we had in the theater and later on how I fucked her and also fucked her friend.

If you like my story, then send your feedback at [email protected]

Any girl/bhabhi or aunty from Punjab wanting to have fun can also contact me.

I remember it was an autumn afternoon, and Durga Puja was nearing. Like every year, I had to accompany mom for her shopping. We live in Kolkata, and Durga Puja is one of the major festivals. Every lady in this city craves beautiful sarees from Bada Bazaar, and so did my mom.

Talking about my mom, she is a beautiful Bengali woman. She is chubby, and if I am correct, her figure is 40,36,38, and she is 5’5. This makes her an extremely desirable woman by men of all ages. I am sure many men and even friends of mine have shagged for her.

It was 1 pm when we left for shopping. I drove to her favorite shop wishing she gets it done as quickly as possible. She asked me to join her after parking the car. Very unwillingly, I went taking all my time. As everyone knew us in the shop, we were well greeted and nicely served.

That day mom was wearing a red sleeveless blouse and semi-transparent saree. The blouse gave an imprint of her large brown nipple and unable to hold her massive boobs. Some luscious flesh of her gave boner to everyone who noticed it.

Her perfectly round and young boobs had brown skin around its nipple. Every time she bent, a glimpse of it was visible too. It always seemed that she was really proud of her milky body and never hesitated to show off.

As soon as I entered the shop, I saw the employees fighting to help her choose a saree. I went and sat beside her. I could see her hip curves and her sexy backless blouse. I slowly went and sat beside her.

In some time, we saw a muscular, tall brown man came out of a cabin. He introduced himself as the owner’s son. He said his father has asked him to personally help her buy sarees. He came and very boldly put his arm on mom’s bareback and asked us to come to his cabin.

Both of us were fascinated by his boldness as no one has dared to do this ever. We sat in his cabin and were talking about various sarees. I could see he was moving his eyes all over my mom.

He said we need to wait until the room on the upper floor gets empty. Then he would show us the latest stock. I was using my phone, and they were talking.

Man: Bhabhi ji, you seem to have a good choice regarding sarees.

Mom: Thank you. I really love traditional dresses.

Man: Bhabhi ji, what material is your blouse made of? It looks cheaper as compared to your saree.

Mom: No, its pure cotton, can’t you see?

The man got up and very boldly put his finger in my mom’s blouse to test the material. Mom was not wearing a bra. I was sure he must have enjoyed the soft skin of her boobs. Even mom did not resist him doing so.

Man: I am afraid the shopkeeper fooled you. Its definitely not cotton. Bhabhi ji, but I think this blouse has a huge responsibility to carry. Maybe due to this, the shopkeeper did not let you use cotton. (started laughing)

Even I was smiling, listening to this, and I noticed my mom smiling too. I saw him adjusting his boner, which was very obvious.

Mom: It seems even you have a problem adjusting yourself properly in your pants … and shirts. I mean, you are so muscular (both of them were laughing, looking into each other’s eyes)

Man: Bhabhi ji, the room is empty now let’s go and see some good sarees for you. Beta, meanwhile, you can sit in my cabin as you might get bored. Take the wifi password from my peon. He is bringing some food for you.

Me: Sure, I will stay here.

Normally, my mom never buys sarees without me, but this time she did not force me to come. I knew some action was about to come. So I did not waste much time. After a few minutes, I went upstairs and asked the salesman there to send my snacks there.

As I went, I saw them choosing on various saree. But I did notice that my mom’s blouse was a little wet and she had made a bun of her hair. I also noticed that the man’s shirt was untucked. I felt I missed some action. I could notice they hid something as they heard my footsteps. I sat beside mom.

He pulled out various sarees and was asking me to choose one for mom. I chose one. He asked mom to get up, and he started draping that saree on her. I could see him touching mom all over as if she was her wife. He even adjusted mom’s bra cum blouse.

Man: Bhabhi ji, you are looking extremely gorgeous in this one.

Mom: Thank you, I hope you are giving me a discount. I have done so much for you.

Man: Yes, Bhabhi ji, anything for you, you just choose any saree, and I’ll try to adjust as much as possible.

Mom: It seems you have enjoyed it a lot.

Man: I wish I had met you before bhabhi. I would ask you to be our saree model for our shop.

Mom was giggling.

Man: Bhabhi ji, we can start a business, and we can have fun like this every day

Their talk seemed alien to me, and it seems I really missed a lot. I could see him adjusting his boner every time he stood up. He then asked mom, “Bhabhi ji, I have another room where I keep my premium stock. You can take a look.”

My mom happily agreed, and both of them shared a smirk. The room was just beside the place we were sitting, and it was actually a warehouse. It had a small door. They went inside, and slowly the door was closed. I could hear them putting the knob slowly so that I could not hear.

Initially, they were talking and laughing loud, but then slowly it faded. I was curious, and I put my ear on the door. I could hear slow moans and giggling sound. I could hear the man say, “Bhabhi ji slowly, your son is just sitting outside.”

To which my mom said, “I couldn’t take this huge cock in me.” But then again, I heard a loud moan. It seemed he put his full dick inside her.

Man: Bhabhi ji sorry, sorry, I hope it does not pain much.

Mom: Do it fast. It’s not painful, I am enjoying it.

Then I heard a loud clap sound. It seemed he gave mom a second stroke, and I heard a loud moan. I head mom moaning, “Aaaah, aaah, aaah, ooh, ooh, come on, do it fast, cum in me, do it fast, don’t you have stamina.”

It aroused me a lot. I was able to hear the squishy noise his dick made as it moved in and out of mom’s pussy.

Mom: Oh yeah! Insert it deeper and deeper.

Man: Bhabhi, your son will come to know if I fuck you too fast. Anyway, I don’t want you to go home bleeding.

Mom: Just show me your manly hood, rip off my pussy. It doesn’t matter if anyone hears it, just fuck me.

Man: Okay, bitch!

Then I heard fast strokes and my mom moaning loud, though the sound was not much audible out. It lasted for around 10 mins, and I could hear them kissing.

After 5 minutes, I saw both of them coming out all sweating. My mom’s hair was in a bun. Her saree was below her navel. As it was wet, I could see her milky belly. We could also see her brown nipple through her blouse. I could see her saree becoming wet as her pussy was still.

As she stood, I saw his sperm flowing down her legs. He asked her to sit for a while and then leave. To give my mom a moment, I left. She then got fresh and came downstairs with him. He packed 5 sarees for her and said he would take money later.

I brought the car, and he was standing beside. As my mom was getting in, he literally pressed her ass hard to which my mom moaned again. I saw them exchanging smiles.

Mom: Please do visit us

Man: Yes, I will, I need to take the money. I hope you enjoyed Bhabhi ji. Next time just tell me, I will bring all I have to your house.

We then left, and as we reached home, mom wore her nightdress and went to sleep. I could see her panty still wet and his sperm oozing out of her pussy. I asked her if I should give her a massage, but she said no.

So I left, hoping I could have seen the action that helped mom get a discount.

Hello dosto, asha hai aap log thik honge. Main, aapka dost Kartik ek baar fir meri Mallu mummy Leela ki ek aur chudai ki kahani leke aaya hu.

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Aap to jaante hi meri Mallu mummy Leela ek south Indian maal hai. Unke figure ko dekhke kisika bhi lund khada ho jaata hai. Meri mummy ke boobs is umar bhi kadak hai aur unke blouse ko phaad ke bahar aane ke liye hamesha ready rehte hai.

Koi jab bhi unke boobs ko dekhta hai to unhe masal masal ke unka ras chusna chahta hai. Mummy ki gaand ka shape bhi aisa hai ki jawan to jawan, budho ke bhi lund salami dene lagte hai unki matakti gaand ko dekhke.

Unki kamukta ko aur badhate hai unke lambe kaale baal jo unki gaand tak lambe hai. Sab unke lambe baalo ko pakad kar unki sawari karna chate hai. Aur aisa mauka kayi khushnaseeb logo ko mila bhi hai jinhone meri Mallu mummy Leela ki jawani ka ras chakha hai.

Is part mein meri Mallu mummy Leela unke Muslim aashiq Javed ke saath Musalmano ki shadi mein jati hai aur waha unke saath kya kya hota hai aur kon kya kya karta hai, pata chalega.

To ab story pe aate hai.

To ek din mummy ko Javed ka call aaya.

Javed – Hello Leela jaan.

Mummy – Bolo mere Javed sahab.

Javed – Kaisi ho meri jaan. Tumhe soch soch ke meri halat kharab ho jaati hai.

Mummy – To itne din kyun nahi aaye?

Javed – Icha to bohut thi tujhe mere musal lund se phunkaar dene ki, lekin kaam bohut tha.

Mummy – To aaj kaise yaad aayi?

Javed – Leela jaan, mere mamu ki beti ki shadi hai. Usi mein busy tha. Usi ke liye aap ko invite karna tha.

Mummy – Ha thik hai, kaha hai shadi?

Javed – Shadi Bareilly mein hai, to hum Friday ko subah niklenge aur Sunday ko wapas aa jayenge.

Mummy – Are nahi, Bareilly to bohut door hai, main ghar pe kya bolungi.

Javed – Please meri Leela jaan, kuch bhi bahana bana lo. Please chalo na, maine saari taiyaari kar rakhi hai. Sleeper bhi book kara rakha hai. Bohut maza aayega.

Mummy Javed ka matlab samajh gayi aur apni chut ko nighty ke upar se dabane lagi.

Mummy – Ok thik hai. Main aaungi.

Javed – Thank you meri Leela jaan. Bohut maza aayega. Bohut din ho gaye tere honthon ka ras chankhe.

Mummy – Chalo rakhti hu. Bye.

Fir woh din aa gaya jab unhe shadi mein jaana tha. Mummy bus stop pahunch gayi aur Javed bhi unka waha wait kar raha tha. Mummy ne ek red color ki saree pehan rakhi thi, sleeveless blouse mein saath, jisme unke haath pure nange the. Aur baalo ka juda bana rakha tha aur usme mogre ke phool laga rakhe the.

Unki saree bhi naabhi ke neeche bandhi hui thi jisse unka pet pura nanga tha. Javed ne meri Leela ko dekha aur apne lund ko halka sa masal diya. Meri Mallu mummy Leela ne bhi ek sexy smile di.

Fir dono bus mein chade. Leela aage thi aur Javed peeche se meri Mallu mummy Leela ki gaand mein apne lund ko daba raha tha. Fir dono apni seats mein baith gaye. Unki seats thodi peeche ki side thi aur bus mein jyada bheed bhi nahi thi.

Fir bus start hui aur chal padi. Javed se to control karna mushkil ho raha tha. Jab ek kamuk south Indian mature aurat aapke bagal mein baithi ho, to apne lund ko kaabu mein karna mushkil ho jaata hai. Ab Javed ne ek haath meri mummy ke pet pe rakhke dheere dheere dabane laga.

Aur mummy ka haath apne lund pe rakh diya. Mummy bhi Javed ke lund ko pajame ke upar se masalne lagi. Fir Javed haath ko dheere dheere neeche ki taraf le jaana laga aur saree ke upar se meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut ko masalne laga. Mummy ke muh se ek siskari nikali gayi.

Javed ne dusra haath mummy ke kandho se hota hua. Unke boobs pe rakh diya aur dheere dheere mummy ke boobs dabane laga. Beech beech mein Javed mummy ko smooch bhi kar raha tha aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ke honthon ka ras pee raha tha.

Kabhi Javed apni jeebh Leela ke muh mein daalke chuswata, aur kabhi mummy ki jeebh ko apne muh mein leke chusta. Ab Javed se control nahi ho raha tha, usne jaldi se apne pajame ka naada khola aur uske musal lund ko bahar nikala diya. Javed ka lund Leela ki jawani ko dekhkar salami de raha tha.

Mummy Javed ke lund ko apne haatho mein leke masalne aur hilane lagi.

Javed – Sirf hilaegi kya Leela jaan?

Fir Javed ne mummy ko smooch kiya aur unke baalo ko pakad ke apne lund ki taraf jhuka diya. Mummy ne pehle apni jeebh se Javed ke lund ke tope ko chaat aur fir dheere dheere pure lund ko apne muh mein leke chusne lagi.

Fir Javed ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ka pallu hata diya aur boobs ko blouse ke upar se masalne laga. Ab Javed dheere dheere meri mummy ki sari ko upar utha raha tha aur unki jhaangho tak utha ke usne haath meri Mallu mummy Leela ki panty mein ghusa diya.

Javed ab Leela ki chut mein ungli daal ke hila raha tha aur mummy Javed ke mote lund ko muh mein leke chus rahi thi. Ab Javed se control nahi ho raha tha. Woh jor jor se Leela ke muh mein lund ko andar bahar kar raha tha aur ek jhatke ke saath usne saara maal us ke muh mein nikal diya.

Mummy ne saara maal pee liya aur Javed ke lund ko chaat ke saaf kar diya. Ab Javed seat se neeche aaya aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ki taango ke beech mein baith gaya. Fir Javed ne Leela ki panty ko nikala diya aur apna muh meri us ki chut pe rakhke, apni jeebh se mummy ki chut ko chaatne laga.

Meri malli mummy Leela to pehle hi garam thi. Woh bhi Javed ke sar ko apni chut mein dabane lagi aur halki halki siskariya lene lagi. Javed meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut ko chaat bhi raha tha aur chus bhi raha tha. Aur beech beech mein chut ke daane ko kaat bhi raha tha.

Ab mummy se control nahi ho raha tha. Woh bhi apni gaand uthake Javed ke sar ko apni chut pe daba rahi thi aur fir mummy bhi jhadne lagi aur Javed ne meri mummy ka saara maal pee liya aur chut ko chaat ke saaf kar diya. Fir dono ne apne kapde thik kiye aur baith gaye.

Ab mummy thoda thak gayi thi.

Mummy – Javed, main upar sleeper mein letne jaa rahi hu.

Javed – Ok meri jaan.

Usne ek packet mummy ko de diya. Fir mummy sleeper mein aake baith gayi aur Javed ke diye hue packet ko khola. Usme ek burkhe ka set tha. Mummy thoda sharmayi aur sochne lagi. Fir mummy ne apni saree, petticoat, bra,panty khol di aur woh burkhe ka set pehan liya.

Andar mummy ne kuch nahi pehna tha. Ab meri Mallu mummy Leela ek Muslim begum lag rahi thi. Fir thodi der baad Javed bhi upar sleeper mein aa gaya.

Javed – Subhanallah, Leela jaan.

Aur usne mummy ka burkha uthaya aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ke honthon ko chusne laga. Javed ek side pe sahara leke baith gaya aur mummy ko apni taraf kheench ke apne paas baitha liya. Mummy ki peeth Javed ki taraf thi.

Javed ne apne haath aage daalke Leela ki chuchiyon ko pakad liya aur jor jor se dabane laga.

Javed – Bohut icha thi Leela jaan, tumhe burkhe mein chodne ki. Aaj tumne woh icha bhi puri kardi.

Aur mummy ke muh ko apni aur karke smooch karne laga. Fir mummy ne Javed ka pajama khola, uska lund fir se tan ke khada tha. Ab Leela ne apni chut have ke muh mein rakhi aur Javed ke lund ko apne muh mein leke chusne lagi.

Javed bhi mummy ki chut ko chusne aur chaatne laga. Ab dono garam ho gaye aur mummy uthi aur Javed ke lund ko pakad ke dheere dheere uske lund pe baithne lagi.

Mummy – Kya lund hai Javed tumhara. Har baar bada lagta hai.

Javed – Aapki madhosh jawani ko dekhke isme aur josh aa jaata hai meri jaan.

Ab mummy Javed ke lund pe uchalne lagi aur Javed bhi neeche se jhatke dene laga. Fir Javed ne Leela ki chuchiyon ko unki dress ke upar se masalne aur dabane laga. Mummy ko apne upar kheench ke smooch karne laga.

Ab mummy ki chuchiyan Javed ki chhathi se dabne lagi. Javed jor jor se dhakke de ke meri Mallu mummy Leela ko chod raha tha. Meri Mallu mummy Leela ko burkhe mein dekhke Javed ko aur nasha chad gaya tha aur woh jyada takat se uski chudai kar raha tha.

Javed – Chal jaldi se kutiya banja meri jaan.

Mummy jaldi kutiya ban gayi aur apni gaand ko hilake Javed ko bulane lagi. Javed ne apna loda meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut pe lagaya aur dheere dheere lund ko andar ghusane laga. Fir Javed uski chuchiyon ko dress ke upar se pakada aur jor jor se dhakke marna laga.

Meri Mallu mummy Leela bhi apni gaand ko peeche le jaake Javed ke lund ko apni chut mein ghusane lagi aur fir se chudai start ho gayi. Javed Leela ki gaand pe thaped maar maar ke chudai kar raha tha aur woh bhi ek pyasi kutiya ki tarah ek jawan lund se chud rahi thi. Aur fir mummy jhad gayi.

Fir Javed ne bhi apni speed bada di aur apna lund nikala ke meri Mallu mummy Leela ke muh ko chodne laga. Aur Javed ne bhi apna maal uske muh mein nikal diya. Leela ne Javed ke lund se nikle maal ko pura pee liya aur lund ko chaat ke saaf kar diya.

Fir Javed ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ki saree, blouse aur petticoat utha liye aur bag mein daal diye.

Mummy – Ye kya kar rage ho? Main pahnungi kya?

Fir Javed ne dusra packet nikala ke mummy ko de diya. Mummy ne woh packet khola. Usme bhi burkhe wali dress thi.

Mummy – Iska kya karun?

Javed – Aapko ye pehenke shadi mein chalna hoga?

Mummy – Lekin?

Javed – Please meri jaan, meri icha puri kardo?

Mummy – Ok. Lekin neeche kya pahnungi.

Javed ne mummy ki bra aur panty ki taraf ishaara kara.

Mummy – Nahi, aise nahi aa sakti main.

Javed – Kuch nahi hoga meri jaan. Aisi jawani pe to sabka haq hai. Sharmana band karo.

Fir mummy maan gayi aur unhone bra aur panty pehan li aur uske upar woh dress pehan li. Ab mummy bilkul ek Muslim aurat lag rahi thi burkhe mein.

Us dress ki ek khaas baat thi ki Javed ne khud woh dress banayi thi aur usne fitting aise ki thi meri Mallu mummy Leela ki kadak chuchiyon ka shape aur unki mast gaand ka shape saaf dikhai de raha tha. Aur upar se unhone andar sirf bra aur panty hi pehani thi.

Fir Bareilly aa gaya, Javed aur mummy neeche utarne lage. Javed utar gaya samaan leke. Mummy jab utar rahi thi to bus ke conductor ne meri uski gaand ko masal diya. Mummy ne peeche mudke dekha to conductor apne lund ko masal raha tha aur mummy ko dekhke ishaare kar raha tha.

Mummy ne ek sexy smile di aur utar ke chali gayi. Shayad conductor ko pata chal gaya tha ki raat bhar us sleeper mein kya ho raha tha.

Javed aur mummy waha se seedha shadi wale ghar mein chale gaye.

To be continued..

To kaisi lagi dosto aapko meri Mallu mummy Leela ki yeh bus mein chudai ki kahani. Asha hai aapko pasand aayi hogi. Please story ko like kariye. Mujhe mail kare [email protected] par ya hangout pe bhi messages bhej sakte hai.

It has been 3 days since Mumtaz’s admirer contacted her. His number seems to be switched off. With the help of some influential people, Mumtaz tried to track him. But to her surprise, they said the number doesn’t exist.

The last time he contacted was at Alex’s party through the vibrating panties. Mumtaz still wondered how she moaned and almost climaxed at the dinner table. But what caught her attention was Lissy and the way she jerked off a complete stranger.

Mumtaz stared at her computer screen at her office. She was dressed in a formal black suit with a red shirt inside buttoned to the neck with normal black lingerie inside. The head covered her hair and formed a circular boundary around her round face.

She was checking her files of some important cases when her staff said she had a visitor. Mumtaz nodded to let the visitor in.

“Good morning, Mumtaz Khan,” Lissy said as she pushed opened the door to her cabin.

“Hey?” Mumtaz said in a very surprised tone. Mumtaz was seated on the other side of her office table, staring at the computer screen.

“Wearing vibrator panties now?” Lissy chuckled as she grabbed the chair and sat down. Lissy was wearing dark blue jeans and a very light but tight formal shirt that was tucked in. She had carried a handbag.

The shirt was very tight, which gave off her round breasts and the thick padded bra she wore inside. Lissy had unbuttoned the first button of her shirt due to which her cleavage was visible.

“Please be quiet about all that!” Mumtaz shushed, “Also, I didn’t know I was wearing that. Only when it was turned on, I realized it,” Mumtaz whispered at Lissy.

“That’s dirty. I came here for another purpose,” Lissy had an evil tone. “I want you to play a double game.” She stopped for a second, “I know where Alex is hiding half of the gold. Get Alex in prison, and I will pay you the double of what he offered,” Lissy asserted.

“Wait, are you asking me to betray my client?” Mumtaz was always ethical and honest.

“No, not at all. If you win this case, Alex will disclose the location of the other half.”

Mumtaz realized Lissy only wanted the gold, and this marriage was just an adjustment. She nodded.

“Check this,” Lissy threw a pen drive at Mumtaz. “This has all the details of every crime Alex has ever done. It even has a couple of murders – photos, video evidence, and everything. I worked hard 3 years to collect it all” Lissy sounded dangerous.

“Win the case for him. Let him disclose the location, trap him in this.” Lissy stopped. “This has enough evidence to frame him for life imprisonment, and I get the gold loot.”

Mumtaz knew it was a solid plan, “I need some time,” Mumtaz said.

“Remember, you will get double of what you are offered now!” Lissy groaned and stood up quickly, then started walking.

“What happened yesterday in the washroom has to remain a secret, and you have to help me find someone. Then, this is a deal,” Mumtaz was making a deal now. She felt she had the upper hand. She didn’t want her orgasm secret to go out.

Lissy jumped back into the seat. “Consider it done, it’s a blood pact!” Lissy promised.

“And…” Mumtaz had more, “Teach me!”

“Teach you what?” Lissy asked, confused.

“The way you touched that waiter, the way you controlled him. I want to learn that!” Mumtaz’s demand sounded funny.

“Oh, girl. You are one naughty bitch. Listen, lady. No man can resist a woman unless he is gay. Be assertive, be dominant, every cock belongs to you, take it, and demand it. Then you will be a monster. You will be addicted to their protein shake leaking out of their puny cock. Understand?”

This was the most erotic talk Mumtaz had ever had with another woman. Her inner thighs felt moist, and she squirmed. “That’s it?” She whispered.

Mumtaz shivered as she heard, “May I come in. ma’am?” from the door of her cabin.

“Please be quiet,” Mumtaz whispered to Lissy and said out loud, “Yes, be quick!” The office boy walked in. 25 years old maybe, but a decent looking young man. He wore a white shirt and formal black pants. He walked towards Mumtaz’s table and smiled at the two ladies.

He then placed a large file he was carrying on her table and said, “Thank you, ma’am.” That’s how Mumtaz’s employees were. Very honest and punctual at work.

“Shall I show you in practice what I just said?” Lissy asked Mumtaz with a dirty smile. Mumtaz didn’t expect this. “Please, no!” She said, rolling her eyes.

“Hey, help me with this!” Lissy ordered at the office boy.

Just as he came close to her and leaned towards her, Lissy grabbed him by his neck and placer her red pout lips on his. He was perplexed. He didn’t know what to do. Lissy was literally eating his face right in front of Mumtaz. Mumtaz, seated opposite the office table, stared at them.

Even though Lissy was sitting and the office boy leaned towards her. She kissed him with all her might. Her tongue was finding its path inside her mouth. Lissy stopped and stared right into his eyes, “Whatever happens here stays here!”

Mumtaz couldn’t stop noticing his cock growing through his black pants. Lissy immediately grabbed it and squeezed it. She, with ease, unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zip, exposing his black underwear with red elastics.

Moving her fingers inside, she pulled the underwear down along with his pants till his upper thighs. His semi-erect cock sprang out. This was the second time Mumtaz saw a cock on Lissy’s hand. With her right hand, she held his cock and pulled down his foreskin.

Using thumb, she touched his penis tip and. Lissy’s left hand grabbed his balls and squeezed. He was well-groomed, giving Lissy better access. “Shut the hell up!” she roared at him as he opened his mouth.

The innocent office boy had no choice but to consent. After all, he was getting jerked by a pretty hot Milf woman. His dick grew its full strength in her hand. “Not bad,” Lissy whispered as she started jerking him.

Mumtaz observed him close his eyes and moan very gently. He was enjoying this. Lissy was vigorously jerking him now. His penis started leaking precum already. The tip was glistening, which was clearly visible to Mumtaz.

Lissy was jerking him faster and faster. His skin made a wet rubbing sound as she moved her hand up and down. He grabbed the edge of the desk. His eyes were tightly shut, his muscles around his neck to his groin tightened. “Is he close?” Mumtaz asked.

Lissy stopped for a second, rolled her thumb on his tip, and jerked him even faster. Her grip on his balls tightened. Lissy opened her lips wide and took it in her mouth. Mumtaz never expected that to happen. Lissy’s lips were wrapped on his cock, and she moved up and down on his cock.

Just as he moaned rather loudly, Lissy squeezed his balls. Within seconds, he unloaded right into her mouth. Mumtaz was surprised to see how good Lissy was in this. Lissy waited till he released all his juices into her mouth and then licked the tip of his cock too.

“That’s how you do it!” Lissy stated with pride. Taking a tissue paper from her bag, she wiped her lips. “Hope you go for it. Practice makes you perfect!’ She joked as she walked out of the cabin. The innocent office boy stood there with his now limp cock out.

“Get dressed and get out,” She ordered. Mumtaz was evolving.

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