Author: admin

In the last part, you have read how the lady pleasured herself dreaming of her father. How she prepared herself, both mentally and physically, for the inspection. If you haven’t read that part, do read it for the best experience. This part narrates the continuation of that in her words, about the touch of the precious.

The thought I was going to be inspected today washed away the drowsiness off my eyes. I jumped from the bed and started looking for the best frock and chemise. Looking elegant was important that day.

I laughed at myself, realizing how excited I was despite the tension prevailing deep inside me. I entered the bath yard and cleaned myself. I brushed the dirt from every pore of my skin. I put extra interest in cleaning my vulva that day.

Every cell in my brain pushed me to touch myself again. But I knew it would leave trails while my father inspects. So I controlled myself unwillingly and continued to brush all around my body. I made sure that I was the cleanest of all days.

I finished the bath, and I wiped myself dry. I didn’t apply the lotion leaving it dry for his inspection. I put in my chemise over my body. The delicate fabric of my chemise ran down my smooth skin, shaking my tits and butts as it covered them.

I wore the fresh, bright green frock over the chemise, and I brushed my hair. I moved over to the scullery and prepared breakfast for both of us. I didn’t see my father that day. I was so anxious about the inspection and was dying to see him.

Nevertheless, I arranged everything on the dining ledge and waited for him desperately. After a few moments, I saw him coming out of his chamber. He was fresh, dressed in a bright cream-colored tunic and dark brown hose.

I knew he wouldn’t dress up for this occasion as I did. But he looked brighter to my eyes. I served him the bread with salad. He smiled as he joined me on the dining ledge. I smiled in reply, and we started having it.

Father – The bread is delicious.

Me – Oh, thanks, father. I baked it myself.

Father – Oh, really. You have learned a lot from lady Helen.

I smiled and was chewing the bread when he looked at me. I knew he would talk about the inspection at any time. So I was avoiding looking at him, only peeking at him when he was looking away.

Father – Alright. Are you ready for the test, dear? If you are, we can have it right after breakfast.

I coughed as some bread crumbs were stuck in my food pipe. I was startled to hear that suddenly. Though I was expecting it, I wasn’t prepared to have it so soon.

Father – Are you alright, dear! Here…

He held my mug with water and offered me, “Have some water.”

Me – I am fine, father. Looks like I had more at once than I have to.

I drank water and looked at him. He was looking at me, expecting my answer. I nodded at him with a smile I managed to gather at that moment. We finished breakfast soon, and my heart was beating like a roll on the drums.

Father – Dear, it is not an easy thing to do for a lady. If I have to wait, I will. We will do it only when you are completely ready.

I admired his care. I smiled at him as he patted my cheek affectionately. I kissed his palm as he did.

Me – I am ready, father. I am just nervous a little.

Father – I can understand, dear. You can take some time. I will set the apparatus, and you can come down after you are ready.

He turned around and started walking down the stairs. I cleaned the utensils and placed them on the rack. I walked towards the entrance of our cottage and locked it. I stepped down the basement as my tits juggled above my beating heart.

I stood silently as he set up the salver with tongs, clips, and other apparatus. He has put a mat on the wooden bench. He gestured at me to lie down on it, and I calmed myself to avoid awkward situations.

I sat on the bench and lay on my back as my head lay on the pillow at the edge of the table. He took his medicinal gloves soaked in spirited water and pushed his fingers into them gently. He grabbed the tong and clips and looked at me.

Father – May I?

I nodded again, managing to throw a faint smile. I lifted my frock and pushed the sides below my butts. My chemise still hid my pride, and I felt shy to show it to him though it was not the first time.

Father – It is fine, dear. I am just an inspector, and you are a case I am studying.

He comforted me. I nodded and slowly pulled my chemise to reveal my groin again to him. He rubbed his nose, trying to hide his amazement, but it was evident to me. My lips went wide though I tried to hide my blushing face.

He placed the clips he held, both sides over my labia and spread my legs apart gently. I quivered as his warm hands touched my thighs. The cold air hit my insides as my vagina spread open by his meager force.

He set the clips over my labia, and my warm hole was left open now. I desperately waited for his fingers to touch me. But he just checked it with his eyes. He took his sweet time to inspect my puffed lips.

I wondered if he really inspected it or was just admiring his daughter’s love hole as his eyes showed admiration. He must have admired his own lotion’s work, but I wouldn’t have minded if it was any different.

My thighs tried to close themselves whenever a cold wave of air hit my vagina. But the clips held my lips open. He sighed deeply, spreading my thighs away gently, and put his tongs to work. The cold metal of the tongs kissed my skin, and I cried.

Father – It is nothing dear. It is just the tong.

He mistook my cry to be out of fear. But I knew that it was out of pleasure. He put the tong inside the hole and touched my walls with it. The tongs’ cold arms made me tremble in utter joy, and it felt as if his fingers were touching me.

Father – When was the last time you had shed blood, dear?

Me – Three days ago.

I replied as my voice shivered. I felt shy at his asking. But I was overwhelmed with other feelings then. The tongs brushed my inner walls as he tested keenly.

I wanted his fingers inside me. But I knew my womanly cream would be out as soon as he touches the walls. I wouldn’t be able to face him after that. My head tilted to its left or right whenever he pushed my walls aside with the tongs.

He held the lantern near my groin as he continued examining my already wet walls. I was feeling embarrassed already, and that was not helping at all. A few drops of juice were felt deep down the vagina.

I tried to divert my mind towards the neighbouring kids, the farm, and the sewing I do. But the cold touch of the arms of tongs brought me back to reality. It didn’t let me remain in peace. He put his finger over my walls and wiped them swiftly.

That was it. The warm juices started gushing up as he checked his finger, keeping it near his eyes. My thighs got closer, trying to hide the shame, but it was of no use. Those creamy juices oozed out my fleshy lips just as the burning lava from inside the volcano.

I tried hard to curtail my moans, but my attempts were in vain. He looked at me, hearing the moans, and looked at my groin again. Juices were dripping out of it, and all of it was on display to him.

He looked at me surprised, what looked like only a half to what I imagined. I was embarrassed to my neck. I closed my eyes in shame. I wondered how he would have felt. He took a cloth and wiped it as casually as if it was our daily practice.

No words came out of my mouth as my eyes opened to look at his reaction eagerly. He wiped the wetness off my flesh and the walls pushing his glove clad finger inside. That pushed out a few last drops out my hole.

He made sure I was dry, and my cheeks were red in shame. He continued to inspect as if nothing happened, and that silence was killing me. I didn’t want him to think that I was a lusty maniac.

He finished his inspection a few moments later and smiled at me. I was ashamed to throw back a smile at him. He removed the clips and wiped once again as I sat straight on the bench.

Me – Father, I am sorry…

I didn’t know what to utter, but that was what I could manage.

Father – It is nothing dear. You are a young woman, and that is quite natural. Don’t worry.

His reply startled me. I was nervous all these days, anticipating this event and the reaction he would give. But he was treating it just as natural as the sunrise. I was wondering how fortunate I was to have such an understanding father.

He set all apparatus back to its places, and I couldn’t help but hug him from behind. My body was crushed against his, and my tits pressed at his back. But I was not bothered about it at all.

He turned towards me, leaving me free, and looked at me in my eyes. I wanted to kiss him, for all his love and care towards me. I wanted to kiss on his cheek initially, but as his pink lips stood in my line of sight, the desire to kiss his lips arose in me.

All the dreams I had about him played back in my mind and drove me mad. I moved forward to kiss him on his lips. He closed his eyes and kissed me back. I was about to close my eyes in happiness, seeing his response, and he opened his eyes in shock and pushed me back.

Father – No, this is wrong. We should not kiss that way.

Me – But I love you, father.

Father – I love you too, dear. But you’re my daughter. We can’t kiss.

Me – But I love you not only as a daughter.

As my eyes stared at his deeply. He looked at me sharply in anger and shook his head sideways.

Father – No, this is not right. You need to stop it.

Me – Tell me you don’t love me, and I will stop.

Father – Shut up, dear. I love you more than you know. That does not mean that we can kiss and love as you thought.

Me – You think I don’t know it. But I can’t help it, father. I can’t live without you. I need you with me every time. I dream about us. I want you to be my man, my everything.

Father – Say no more. One more word, and I shall slap you.

Me – I wouldn’t mind a slap. It can’t change my love for you.

He raised his hand at me but stopped partway. He was cursing in his mind that he was unable to convince me.

Me – Ok. I will stop. But tell me, didn’t you like watching me?

Father – What are you talking about?

Me – The other day, while you shaved my crotch, your eyes told you liked what you saw there. Then the time when we had our meals, you ogled at me. Not just me, but each and every curve of my body.

I took a pause as he stayed still with his lips open.

Me – And the day when I got wet at the farm, your eyes praised my body enveloped in those wet fabrics. And now, while you were inspecting, you didn’t just check the lotion’s effects. Did you?

He was startled after listening to my words. He shook his head to his right and then to his left in disbelief. Then he looked at me again.

Father – Ju… Just don’t invent things. I… I wasn’t doing anything you said. (struggling to frame his response)

Me – I know what I saw. I saw the admiration in your eyes. I thought if I was wrong at some point, but I can feel it if I connect all your reactions.

Father – Stop it. You don’t know what you are talking about.

Me – Tell me they are just my assumptions. Tell me what I just said is not true.

He kept silent for a while and said – They are not true.

Me – You have to mean it when you say it.

I held his face towards me and looked at him straight in his eyes.

Father – Fine. (he sighed) I admired what I saw. I will admit it. But that was a mistake. I should not have done it, and you should not have allowed me to either.

Me – Why shouldn’t I have?

Father – Because I am your father, and I have to protect you. I should not lust over you.

Me – But I know what you have over me is not just lust. I know you love me more than any man can. I wouldn’t mind if you lust over me. I trust you more than anyone else. You would be the best lover I shall ever have.

He thought for a while, deeply.

Father – Your mama would not like this. She must be upset already for what I did. I would not like to do anything that would upset her more.

Me – Father, do you remember what you said about the afterlife? At the time when mama left us?

Father – Yes, I do. I said that she has entered heaven.

Me – Yes, and what did you say about heaven?

Father – That it is a place she would leave behind all bonds of life and…

He stopped as he realized where I was leading him

Me – Exactly. In the place where she is now, she would be free of the bonds we set here. She would never stop loving us both. She would not care about our relationship as long as we don’t turn against each other. She would be happy to find that we take care of each other and love each other. She watches us every time now, and she knows our love was what drew us together.

Father – You really think so?

I blinked and nodded my head. His eyes were happy for a moment, but again he shook his head in worry.

Father – No, dear, the people in the town would come to know about it, and they will banish us from the town.

Me – We would run away. We can go to a new town and settle down there.

Father – We have our cottage and the farm here. And these people love us. They helped us survive every day of our life. We can’t just abandon them, not for the sake of this.

I didn’t have an answer for that. I stayed silent as he was. He walked away from me silently and started putting back his apparatus at its places. I looked at him helplessly and walked out of the basement.

But I wasn’t entirely disappointed. I could at least express my feelings for him, which I thought I could never do. And I could make him admit he had feelings for me too. My guesses were right. But I thought I should not force him into loving me.

I went out of our cottage and started working in our field. The work had kept me occupied, but the events in the morning never left my mind. I struggled to keep my mind focused on the work I was doing. I stumbled over a few times, and I had to take a minute to gather myself.

It was past noon when I guided the farmers on how to finish the rest of the work. I took a leave, stating that I was not feeling so well. I moved towards our cottage, and I stopped when I saw my father in front of our cottage.

He was milking one of our cows. He had taken off his tunic and put it over the ledge. His broad arms and wide shoulders were a sight to my eyes. I knew he would not like me, admiring his body. So I stayed back, hiding behind the cottage wall.

His right palm was brushing her belly while his left fingers soothed her udder between her legs. He was a master in that art. His thumb and forefinger slowly reached for her teats and squeezed them one after the other as milk poured into the vessel.

His muscles turned stiff and hard as his fingers milked. And I started imagining his strong hands over me, his little princess. The buzzing noise of the milk hitting the vessel was adding to my excitement. I imagined he milked my tits just as he did to the cow.

I started feeling his hands over my tits, his palm holding my tit and his fingers squeezing my nipples. I felt my nipples turn erect and poke my chemise as I felt his fingers over them in my imagination.

I started feeling his fingers pull my nipples as my nipples poured milk out into his mouth. I imagined bathing his face in my milk. I felt his muscles with my hands as my palms ran over all his arms.

I pulled him over my tits. His milky face rubbed my tits, his beard and mustache poking my sensitive skin around there, and the milk spread over my spongy orbs. I wanted my body to be touched, my lips to be kissed, and my vulva caressed.

All this imagination warmed my body again. My fingers tried to reach my tits as my other set of fingers started traveling south towards my groin. I started rubbing my nipples and squeezed my flesh. My labia was being taken care of by my left fingers.

I was entering the doors of heaven again as I was pulled around by a hand. It was the old lady from our farm. She looked behind the wall to find my father milking and then looked back at me.

This is the end of this episode, and the story will be continued in the next one. Please share your feedback in the comments or mail to [email protected].

1. All the participants in this story are 21+. (including the delivery guy)
2. Names sounding familiar are purely coincidental.
3. The story is a medium of expression. Absolutely no offense is meant, intentional or otherwise, to persons of any gender, nationality, caste, creed, religion, color, orientation.

Hi all, I’m Rohan, a bottom gay man. I live in Bangalore and have quite an active sex life. These stories contributed to ISS are real experiences. The names and places alone have been changed to protect the identities of those involved.

Physically, I look like an ordinary person, sporting grey hair, and a beard. Sexually though, I am bottom who loves to get fucked.

I was expecting the mixer-grinder to be delivered today and had taken a day off from the office. Around 11 AM, I got a call from the delivery guy asking for directions. Once I guided him, he reached my doorstep in 5 minutes and rang the bell twice.

“Sir, A**z** parcel, sir,” the parcel delivery guy said when I opened the door.

“Oh, thank you so much,” I told him.

The delivery man stepped inside and put the parcel down on the floor. As he did so, my eyes roamed over his sturdy, hard body. What a great body it was. My imagination was already running wild with the things he could do to me.

“Can you give me some water, sir?” the delivery guy asked politely.

“Sure,” I flashed him a smile and went to get him a bottle of water.

“Thank you, sir, it is really hot today,” he said as he took the bottle from me.

Not as hot as it is inside my apartment at this moment, I thought to myself. This guy was really hot, with light brown eyes, a pleasant smile, and a musky smell.

“Nice house, sir,” the delivery man said.

“Thanks,” I replied. ‘What’s your name?’

“Farooq, sir.”

“Hi Farooq, I’m Rohan.”

We shook hands and had a good look at each other. I thought I saw some hint of desire from Farooq too.

“Are you married, sir?” Farooq asked me.

“No, I replied. I live alone here.”

“How do you manage alone, sir?” he asked while stepping a little too close and gave me the bottle back.

“It’s difficult, Farooq. But I manage most things,” I said with a sigh. “Sometimes it gets lonely, but I manage.”

I took a quick look at Farooq and saw him staring expectantly at me. Perhaps he was also thinking the same things and wanted to be seduced. I had known many guys like that before. They didn’t mind receiving a quick blowjob, but it had to look like it was the gay guy’s idea.

“However, some things that I want to do,” I continued, “most guys don’t like or don’t allow it.”

“I completely understand, sir,” Farooq said, a little boldly now. “I know that sometimes men need to just go down on their knees.’

Those words ignited something in me. He already had an erection tented in his jeans. I closed and locked the main door, and I walked over to Farooq and got down on my knees. I slowly unzipped and from inside Farooq’s jeans and underwear pulled out a fat, brown uncut cock.

I looked up at Farooq and smiled. Then gently tugged Farooq’s foreskin back to reveal his plump cock head dripping with pre-cum. And, it was time to get to work. I opened wide and let the fat cock fall onto my tongue.

“Mmmm, that was nice,” I thought. I gently ran my tongue around it until it grew to its full fat 6 inches.

“Oh, yes, sir, suck it nicely,” Farooq moaned as he leaned against the wall.

I tugged now at Farooq’s jeans button and pulled Farooq’s jeans and underwear down to his knees. My hands stroked up the furry, strong thighs and around to the equally hard ass.

I brought my face so close up to Farooq’s thick bush of pubic hair. The man smelled like a dream, all hot and sweaty and musky. He reeked of sex, and I had to have it all.

I sucked hard and drooled all over his cock, and some of the drool dripped down my beard. I could feel his hard cock pulsing inside my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and started ramming his cock down my throat, and I loved it.

After a few minutes, Farooq slowly took his hardened cock out of my mouth and told me to turn around. I knew what was next and leaned on the sofa as he pushed my back and bent me down. I became naked for the delivery guy.

Farooq then pulled my soft big ass cheeks apart and knelt down behind me. His tongue tip darted over the folds of my asshole and made me moan out loud.

Farooq ate my ass, and I was just about going out of my mind with desire. I knew he was waiting for the best time to plunge his cock into my warm tight hole. He now spat on my hole and started fingering my ass.

I was just thinking about how wonderful his callused fingers felt inside me. I was moaning with pleasure when suddenly this hard cock was pushed gently into my hole. Damn, it looked like Farooq was in a hurry! Tears came into my eyes.

I concentrated on adjusting to this thick, fleshy cock that was starting to stab into my man-hole. Farooq was like an animal now. He was grunting, growling, and thrusting away into my asshole and calling me every dirty name under the sun.

The initial pain soon passed, and I now have the most amazing feeling in my ass. It had been a few weeks since I was with such an enthusiastic fucker. Each stroke felt like it was enough to get Farooq’s cum gushing inside me. But on and on, he fucked me, hard, with the sweat pouring down his handsome face.

My cock was hard again. Farooq reached for it now and started to stroke it, matching stroke for stroke with his maniac-like fucking. Both of us were drenched in sweat and close to exhaustion as we pleasured each other. My moans were loud and wet.

‘Oh, yes…yes…Sir, I am getting close!’ Farooq cried out.

About time, I thought as I concentrated on my own orgasm. I could feel my balls tingling as I, too, was preparing to blow my load. Suddenly Farooq groaned out loud as he savagely thrust one last time into my asshole.

His big brown balls erupted and blasted a thick jet of thick, hot cum up my ass and filled me up. The sound of Farooq’s release really got to me. It was so animalistic and passionate that it triggered my own orgasm.

My cock exploded in his hands, spewing my hot cum all over the sofa, just as Farooq pulled his cock out of my ass. The delivery man seemed very embarrassed now as he asked to use the bathroom to clean up. I thanked him for the hot fuck when he came out and asked him if he would come this way again.

“You get another parcel, sir, and I deliver,” Farooq told me. He gave me a quick wink and went on his way. I slowly dragged myself to the bed to lie down for some time, exhausted after the best blowjob and fuck.

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Vanakam sunni matrum pundaigale, indru kathaiyil en chithiyai oothu oru kuzhanthai koduthen, antha kama kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam. En peyar Ajith, vayathu 24 aagugirathu, naan en chithi veetirku adikadi sendru varuven avargaluku kuzhanthai illai.

Kuzhanthai ilathathaal chithapa adikadi chithiyai adithu konde irupaar, naan aruthalaaga chithi udan irupen. Chithi arugil thaan paduthu uranguven, naan eppozhuthu ellam chithi veetil irupeno appozhuthu ellam chithi en udan thaan ariyil padupaal. Chithapa vetil iru padukai arai irukum, naan eppozhuthu avargal veetirku selgireno appozhuthu ellam naan oru araiyil paduthu uranguven.

Naan thukathil peiku bayapaduven endru en udan chithi iravil paduthu uranguvaargal. Chithapa thaniyaaga paduthu koluvaar, en 18 vayathil irunthu naan chithi veetil paduthu urangi varugiren aanal ithu naal varai enaku chithi meethu entha kama aasaiyum varamal thaan irunthathu. Chithapa ennai oru pothum sathegap patathu illai, naan en vidu muraiyil ellam chithi veetil thaan paduthu uranguven.

Enaku athigam nanbargal kidaiyaathu athanaal naan chithi veetil thaan athiga naal irupen. Chithi en meethu pasamaaga irupaal, ennai kati pidithu kondu uranguvaal aanal athu enaku thapaga theriyaathu. Oru naal en nanbanum naanum net center poi irunthom, appozhuthu en nanban kama padam parkalam endru solinaan.

Ithu naal varai naan kama padam paarthathe illai, avan ketathum enaku manathil aasai vanthathu. Naangal oru inaiya thalathin ulle pogum pozhuthu oru aunty mulaiyil paal vadinthu ootri kondu irunthathu. Naan udane ithai ellam naan paarka kudathu da endru soli net centreil irunthu kilambi vitom. Aanal en manathil mendum kama padam paarka vendum endra enam nacharithu kondu irunthathu.

Naan en nanbanai vitu vitu thaniyaaga kama padam paarka sendren, naan athe inaiya thalathai open seithu paathen. Aunty muliayil paal vadinthu kondu irunthathu ithu naal varai endrum ilatha alavirku moodu thalaiku eera aarambithathu. Oru mani neram thodarnthu epadi ellam nirvaanamaaga ookiraargal enbathai paarth kondu irunthen.

Athai paarthu konde irukum pozhuthu sunniyil soodu athigam aagi vinthu therithathu, andru kama padam paarthu vitu veetirku vanthu urangi viten. Eppozhuthum chithi veetirku sendraal chithi ennai kati pidithu kondu uranguvaargal. Chithi mulai appozhuthu en meethu azhunthum avargaluku athu moodu aagugiratha ilaiya endru theriya villai aanal ippozhu thaan therigirathu kandipaaga avargaluku moodaga thaan irukum endru.

Chithapavirku vayathu aagi vitathu athanaal avarudan ethuvum seiya mudiyaathu, naan paduthu irukum pozhuthu chithi ethuvum seiya matargal aanal chithi naan urangiya piraku ennai irukamaaga kati pidithu kondu uranguvaar. Naan thunguvathu pola nadithu kondu irupen, chithi mulai en meethu pata pozhuthum enaku moodu aagathu.

Naan avargal kati pidipathai oru paasamaaga kati pidikiraargal endru thaan ninaithu konden. Naan ithu naal varai kai adipathu endral ena vendum kuda theriyatha oru paiyan, net centeril muthal muraiyaaga sunniyil kanju vanthathu. Naan athu vantha udan muthalil bayanthen ena ithu etho vanthu irukirathu endru ninaithen.

Pinbu antha kama padangalil aangal sunniyil velaiyaaga vinthu vanthathu, oh athu thaan namakum vanthu irukirathu endru ninaithu konden. En veetil chithi veetirku sendru palagaram koduthu vitu angaiye thangi vitu vaada endru solinaargal. Enaku ippozhuthu kuda chithi meethu kama ennam varamal thaan irunthathu.

Chithi veetikru sendren, chithapa veetil chithiyai adithu kondu irunthaar naan sendru thaan avarai thaduthu viten. Naan irukum pozhuthu chithapa chithiyai adika matar, chithi nangu adi vangi irunthaal naan sendrathum chithi ennai kati pidithaal. Antha tharunathil aval mulai kaambu en meethu patathu ennai ariyamal en sunni viraika aarambithathu.

Chithi mulai perithaaga irukum, aval mulai kaambu neendu perithaaga irukum. Chithapavirku andru night duty athanaal chithiyai thiti vitu enai chithiyai paarthu kola soli vitu kilambinaar. Chithi kangalai thudaithu vitu azhatheergal chithi naan irukiren endru solinen. Pinbu iruvarum sapitu mudithom, chithi vada indru chithapa araiyil paduthu urangalam endru solinaal.

Chithapa araiyil padukai methu methunu irukum, angu sendru iruvarum paduthu uranga aarambithom. Sirithu nerathil naan kangalai mudi kondu chithi eppozhuthu ennai kati pidipaal endru ninaithu kondu irunthen. Sirithu neram kazhithu chithi ennai irukamaaga kati pidika aarambithaal, en sunni viraika aarambithathu.

Ennal moodai adakave mudiya villai, miga sexiyaaga chithi aval mulaiyai en meethu vaithu azhuthinaal. Naan methuvaaga kangalai thiranthu chithiyai paarthen, chithi ennai paarthu ena da thukam vara vilaiya endru ketu en mudiyai kothi vital. Naan ithu thaan chance endru chithi meethu kalai potu kati pidika aarambithen.

En thalaiyai eduthu sendru aval mulai meethu vaithu paduthen, en sunni viraithu chithi thudaiyil kuthi irunthathu. Chithiku therinthathu naan moodaga irukiren endru, chithikum ena seivathu endru theriya vilai enakum ena seivathu endru theriya villai. Sirithu neram aval mulai meethu thalai vaithu irunthen, pinbu ennal kamathai thangi kola mudiyaamal chithi mulai meethu kai vaithu pidithen.

Chithi bra aniyamal irunthathaal aval mulai kaambu en kaiyil agap patathu, chithi ethum sola villai naan mulaiyai pidikum pozhuthu. Chithiyai irukamaaga kai pidithu kondu mulai kaambai en vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithen. Pudavai neengi jakitil kaambu therinthathu, chithi jakitudan kaambai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithen.

Chithi en thalai mudiyil kai vaithu thadavinaal, mulai kambai nandraaga sapi konde irunthen. Appozhuthu chithi haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmmmm endru munara aarambithaal, chithi meethu eari paduthu kondu sexiyaaga iru mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu iru kaambaiyum sappa aarambhithen. Chithi jakit echi aagi vitathu.

Aval jakit kokitaiyai kayati iru periya mulaiyai veliyil eduthen, chithi mulai velaiyaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu. Athai iru kaiyaal pidithu kaambai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithen, iru mulaiyaiyum sirithu neram sapi vitu chithiyai paarthen. Chithi en kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss seithu vitu en sunnyil kai vaithu thadavinaal.

Chithi sunniyai veliyil eduthu athai vaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaal, sunni echu aanathum sugam thalaiku eariyathu. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru naan munara aarambithen, chithi sunniyai urinthu sapinaal. Sunniyil vinthu varum sugam vanthathu, aanal sirithu neram sunniyai sapi vitu aval pundaiyai pavadaiyai thuki kanbithaal.

Chithi pundaiyai kama padathil pundaiyai nakuvathi paarthu vitu aval pundaiyil vaai vaithu naka aarambithen. Chithi azha aarambithaal, naan chithi en azhareergal endru keten? Appozhuthu chithi atharku ithu naal varai en kanavar kuda en pundaiyai nakiyathu illai da aanal nee nakugiraai endru soli azhuthaal.

Pinbu chithi pundaiyai nandraaga naki vitu en sunniyai chithi pundaiyil vitu ooka aarambithen. Sunni muzhuvathum chithi pundaiyil irangiyathu,  naan oru maatham chithi veetile thangi chithiyai oothen. 10 matham kazhithu chithi oru pillai petru eduthaal athu veru yar pilaiyum kidaiyathu en pilla thaan. Chithapa avar pillai endru ninaithu kondaar, aanal enakum chithikum matum thaan theriyum athu engal pillai endru.

Chithi naan eppozhuthu vanthaalum en sunniyai oombi kanju vara vaithu kudipaal, enaku thirumanam aagum varai naan chithiyai oothu kondu thana irupen. Engal tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithu irupeergal endru nambugiren, nandri vanakam.

My friends, one feels like the luckiest person in the world when a girl allows one to fondle her tight ass. I never thought that I would be able to run my fingers over a girl’s naked ass in the middle of an ongoing lecture in my coaching class and get away with it!

This is how that unbelievable moment took place..

In March this year, every money-grubbing coaching class had started its famous crash course to give the students a false sense of security that they can crack the final exam.

My coaching class had attracted a lot of students resulting in an overcrowded room. One day, I had to shift on the corner seat to make room for the incoming students. At the time, I cursed myself for not having the presence of mind to get up and let someone else take the corner seat. However, l wouldn’t have got such a dream of a view if I had done so.

In just 45 minutes of the long afternoon lecture, my eyes began to wander restlessly around the room because of boredom. That’s when I noticed the slim curvaceous back of the girl sitting in front of me.

The girl was wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans to attract attention to her seducing figure. Because she had been resting forward on the bench, her red cotton underwear was exposed. My wandering eyes were then fixated on the girl’s underwear and her ass.

As I had not masturbated for weeks, I got a tight erection instantly. My excitement level was so high that I had the bold idea of dropping the cap of my pen in the small opening made by the jeans of the girl.

I gently placed the pen cap instead of dropping it on the opening. The girl didn’t make any movement and I went ahead to pick up the cap. When I grabbed the pen cap by pulling on the underwear strap, my middle finger touched the starting point of the girl’s butt-crack.

The girl caught my wrist with her left hand before turning back to look at what I was up to. I showed her the pen cap and gave a flirtatious smile. She didn’t say anything and adjusted her jeans. But after some time, she once again leaned forward and gave a glimpse of her underwear.

I too shoved the pen cap between the jeans and the cotton underwear fabric out of sheer excitement. I expected the girl to turn back and remove the tightly shoved pen cap herself, but she didn’t.

That signalled an invitation, and I slipped my left palm inside her underwear. I could fell the girl’s warm ass crack and the flesh of her ass. I thought the girl might turn back any moment to remove my hand and make a scene, but she did nothing.

Instead, she lifted her ass and moved it backwards. My palm had then reached deeper than the pen cap. She was resting her naked ass on my palm. I pressed my middle finger which was lined up parallel to the girl’s ass crack. If I had pushed my palm a little further, I would have fingered her tight asshole.

I was enjoying the moment and was thinking to make some naughty move when the lecture was over. There was a break, both in the class and in my unexpected erotic moment. I had to quickly remove my hand which was underneath the girl’s naked ass.

The girl pulled her jeans and adjusted her clothes before getting up and leaving. My pen cap was still inside her underwear, probably stuck inside her ass-crack. When the break was over, I exchanged a mischievous smile with the girl who was back at her place.

She quietly handed me the pen cap and I could see that she was blushing. I knew that both of us were waiting for the next lecture to begin quickly. The lecture did begin, but the lecturer dictated notes and shoved a metaphorical finger up my ass to ruin my moment.

The next day, the seating arrangement changed, and I could see the girl sitting in the same position only two rows ahead of me.

We both studied in the same college and have been noticing each other from the first year of college, but I never expected that she would allow me to fondle her naked ass. I thought maybe it happened in the heat of the moment, but I wanted her to confirm it.

I was determined to meet her during the following week’s first batch, but then the ongoing lockdown was implemented. I saw no possibility of meeting her and my frustrated penis would ejaculate its cum on sex stories every day.

One night, after missing a few days of my masturbatory session, I was back reading sex stories with an erect penis. I had nearly jerked off to an exciting plot but quickly resisted the urge to do so.

Whilst I was searching for another erotic story, I saw an internet advert which went like this – “Our open-minded webcam models are waiting for your cock!”

I clicked on the advert which opened another webpage. The webpage was a website called Delhi Sex Chat. I saw the mobile screen filled with hot chicks posing in nude, semi-nude avatar. I ogled at every sexually provocative babe and learned that they were the open-minded webcam models which the advert was talking about.

My eyes stopped at the sight of the webcam model Bhavini (26-year-old, Delhi). It was her mischievous figure and seducing body language in the profile pic that had excited my eyes. I opened her profile and began to read the naughty things that she had shared along with her sample pictures.

The webcam model Bhavini was online, and I decided to have an XXX live video sex chat session with her. After creating my account on this DSC website, I made a quick & easy payment through Google Pay using their Astropay payment provider. Within the next two minutes, Bhavini’s webcam screen showed up on my mobile phone.

Sexy Bhavini was wearing a white coloured one-piece dress with black polka dots on it. She wasn’t wearing any bra which is why the fabric of her dress formed the shape of her round pointed tits. She had a cute ponytail and full makeup on her face. The thought of fucking her from behind by pulling on her ponytail was making my erection tighter.

Bhavini: Hello baby. Already fantasising about fucking me from behind by pulling on my ponytail. (Giggled).

I was staggered and a bit terrified about how easily Bhavini read my mind.

Me: How the fuck did you know that?

She began to brag about her mind-reading skills and then looking at my confused expression, revealed the secret.

Bhavini: Actually, over fifty guys told me that they would like to fuck me from behind pulling on my ponytail when they saw me in this dress and style. I used to ask them what was the first thing that came into their mind when they saw me.

Me: Clever girl! That was a neat trick which startled me completely. I can now understand why so many guys had a session with you. You are, as they say, beauty with the brain!

Bhavini: Oh, thank you so much baby (Blows me a kiss). Now tell me which girl is giving you a hard cock?

I spoke to Bhavini about the once-in-a-lifetime incident that had occurred in my life. After listening to me, she told me that she could recreate that incident with a happy ending.

Bhavini explained to me about her idea and asked me to act according to the situation. She left the room and returned quickly wearing a T-shirt and jeans. The setup was completed when she pulled up a chair in front of the webcam and sat on it reading a book.

It was the scene when there was a break in the lecture.

I was thinking what Bhavini would say or do when she slowly turned around as though she was possessed by an evil spirit. Her movement and expression were so neat that I felt that I was watching a scene from a horror movie.

Bhavini: How dare you touch my ass. Do you think I’m a bitch who wouldn’t mind?

Me: I didn’t mean to… it was my pen cap, remember?

Bhavini: Is that what’s stuck in my jeans?

Me: Yes, and I would have got it out if you hadn’t moved.

Bhavini: Rubbish! You were trying to stick your finger inside my asshole. I can’t believe I was resting my naked ass on your palm.

Bhavini began to tilt her ass sideways as if something was annoying her. I was enjoying watching her struggle so realistically.

Bhavini: Uff! I need to get this thing out. Stop giggling and come with me.

Me: Come with you? where? … Where are you going?

Bhavini lifted her laptop and began to move forward showing a point-of-view angle. She went inside the toilet and placed the laptop on the closed seat.

Bhavini: Your bloody pen cap is stuck between the fabric of my underwear and jeans. I’m not going to take the trouble of searching it. Don’t pull my jeans any further than necessary or else I’ll make a scene. Hurry up!

Bhavini unzipped her jeans and pulled it down showing her fair ass cheeks covered in red cotton underwear.

Me: I can’t see it here. I think it’s inside your underwear. Maybe if I pulled…

Bhavini: Stop pulling my underwear you pervert. I’ll check it myself.

Bhavini inserted her left fist inside her underwear and began to search. She continued searching for a few seconds and then told me that it’s not there.

Me: I hope that small thing didn’t sneak inside your asshole (Chuckled).

Bhavini: I mean, even if you thought of inserting something inside my asshole, it was merely a pen cap? What a loser, huh!

Me: Or maybe I didn’t want to hurt your delicate asshole and your attitude with my big dick.

Bhavini furiously pulled down her underwear and exposed her tight round ass. She grabbed her left ass cheek and spread the chunky flesh to show her dark asshole.

Bhavini: Look at that! Does it look like it’s going to get hurt with a tiny pen cap?

Me: Can I find out using my dick? It’s aroused and I think it wants to find out too.

Bhavini: Alright but let me inspect your cock first. I don’t introduce unfamiliar things with my asshole.

Bhavini pulled out a thick, long dildo which she had sneakily carried along. She held the dildo against the wall and sat in a squatting position in front of the webcam. A close-up view of her wide ass and tight pussy lips were giving me an uncontrollable urge to ejaculate.

She began to suck on the dildo by making tempting slurping sounds. The dildo covered with thick saliva was given a glossy finish after an intense deep throat.

Bhavini: There you go.. now your cock can enter my tight asshole. Be gentle! (Slapping the tip of the dildo).

Bhavini stood up and placed her right leg on the toilet seat. She began to rub the head of the dildo starting from her ass crack and all the way to her pussy lips. After placing the dildo head on the rim of her asshole, she pressed it slowly and steadily.

Bhavini: Please don’t be rough with my asshole…

Me: Let me play with your pussy lips. That should distract you.

Bhavinii began to slide her index finger along the line of her pussy lips. She had inserted the dildo head inside her asshole but was struggling to go deeper. The sight of her shivering legs was enough to know how sensitive she was. Her sudden moans and gasps were making me stroke harder.

Me: It’s almost in. C’mon! You can do it, baby.

Bhavini took a deep breath and shoved the dildo deep inside her asshole. Her pussy lips had opened wide and had become moist because of the excitement. When the dildo was pulled out, her asshole was gaping for a few seconds.

She was comfortably able to insert the dildo inside her asshole the second time. Gently pulling the dildo backwards, she began the penetrative action.

Bhavini: Uff! Just like that. Do it slowly, oh yes!

Me: I feel like I am inserting my dick inside a jelly. Look how easily your asshole is swallowing my cock.

Bhavini: Keep fucking my asshole like that, O yes!

Bhavini had begun to penetrate the dildo more swiftly and smoothly. Since the layer of the dildo had become moist, it was making a creaking sound while going inside her asshole.

Bhavini: My pussy is about to squirt (breathing heavily). Rub my clothes harder, Ahh!

Bhavini was not able to stand properly because her legs were shivering with ecstatic pleasure. Sometimes she would stop fucking her ass and tightly cup her pussy with her palm to prevent squirting all over her laptop. She continued to fuck her asshole when she was able to hold her pussy water a bit longer.

I couldn’t control the urge any longer and began to stroke my dick without any thought of holding my cum inside. The moment I saw Bhavini pressing her palm tightly against her pussy and shaking her legs whilst moaning in pleasure, it was enough for me.

My dick shot a thick projection of hot cum and kept shooting more till it ran out of juice. Bhavini too had squirted out her sticky pussy water all over her hands. She showed me how sticky it was by tapping her index finger and thumb against each other.

We shared a hearty laugh when I reminded Bhavini to pull the dildo out of her asshole. After a little chit-chat, the incredible session was over.

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In this part, Ajay makes his first girlfriend.

Passing through his room, his mom peeks into his room, making sure her baby is alright. She heads to her room and sleeps peacefully.

The next morning.

“Good morning, mom!” said Ajay.

Mom: Good morning, sweety. How did you sleep last night?

Ajay: I slept great, mom, and how about you?

Mom: Me, too, sweetheart. Baby, are you feeling alright? No peepee problems, right?

Ajay: Yes, mother, although it did get hard again in the morning. Are you sure I shouldn’t see the doctor about it?

Mom: No, sweety, it’s alright, if it feels too uncomfortable, you can always tell mommy. If it’s bad, I’ll take you to the doctor. (curiously) So how did you get your peepee down in the morning?

Ajay: Well, after peeing, it just came down on its own.

Mom: That’s good, but if you get your peepee hard like that again trying taking care of it yourself by rubbing yourself. Ok, sweety?

Ajay: Ok, mom!

Ajay hugs his mother with some distance between their body since a close embrace with her seems to be getting him hard.

Mom: Now what was that? that does not even count as a hug! Come give your mother a proper hug.

Ajay: Getting later for school, mom. See you, bye!

And he heads for his school without having to hug her again. At school, as classes start, Sneha sits beside him.

Sneha: Hello, Ajay.

Ajay: Hey, you seem to be in a good mood today.

Sneha: Well, I do feel good today.

Ajay: Any particular reason?

Sneha: No reason, just feeling good.

Ajay: So, I’ll see you later today at my house?

Sneha: Yes, your parents won’t mind, right?

Ajay: Of course not, you are welcome. My mom is very sweet.

Halfway through the class period, she asks

Sneha: So, how’s the little friend down there doing?

Ajay: Huh? Little friend?

Sneha: Your cock, you dumbo, although it’s not at all little. It’s like the size of a horse’s penis.

Ajay: Yeah, it’s alright now. I seemed to have learned some things to keep it under control, and really? You are one weird girl. You notice animal penis’s too?

Sneha: What? I was just making a metaphorical comparison.

Ajay: Oh, ok.

Sneha: So, you know now how to keep it under control, huh?

Ajay: Pretty much.

Sneha: Well, let’s see if that’s true.

Under the bench, she rubs his thighs to his crotch. His cock responds to her touch and gets erect.

Ajay: What are you doing? Are you crazy?

Sneha: I am just checking how much you can control yourself. And from how hard your cock is right now, I must say you weren’t honest.

She rubs along the length of his cock over his pants. He tries to remove her hands, but she persists against his attempt to stop her.

Sneha: Well, if you keep doing that, people will notice, and we will get caught. Is that what you want?

Ajay: No, so will you stop doing that?

Sneha: Oh, c’mon! Let me just play with it for some time, and I will stop, I promise.

Ajay: Sneha! It will make a mess in my pants if I cum in them so please stop.

Sneha: Just a few more minutes.

She drops her pen on the floor and bends, kissing his cock over his pants for a brief moment. Ajay gasps in pleasure. And with that, she ends teasing him.

Sneha: See? As I promised.

Ajay: Yeah, but what about this tent in my pant you’ve made? This is going to be so much trouble.

Sneha: School is about to end, and I am the one sitting next to you. I can say for myself that I don’t mind that tent. If you hadn’t been such a baby about it, I would be playing with it.

As school ends, Ajay hangs his bag in his front to hide the boner. And starts walking home. Sneha approaches from the back and grabs his butt,

Sneha: I’ll come to your home by 6 pm.

And with that, she leaves for her home. Ajay reaches his home. While having lunch.

Ajay: Mom, my classmate will be coming this evening to study.

Mom: Ok, sweety, who’s this boy that will be coming to study?

Ajay: It’s a girl, mom. Her name is Sneha.

Mom: Oh, well, that’s new. I never knew you had lady friends.

Ajay: Yeah, it just happened in the past few days. So, I hope it’s ok with you if she comes to study, right?

Mom: Of course, sweety, its ok,

In the evening, there is a knock on the door. Ajay’s mom opens it.

Sneha: Good evening,, aunty, I am Sneha. Is Ajay home?

Mom: Oh, so you are Sneha. Nice to meet you, dear. I’ll call him. He must still be sleeping.

Sneha: Nice to meet you too, aunty.

Mom: You know what, dear? There’s his room, knock on it, and he will open it. Let me get you two something to drink by then.

His mom shows her the way to his room and goes to the kitchen. After some knocks, Ajay opens the door.

Ajay: Hey! I am sorry I slept a little longer than I usually do. Come on in

Sneha enters the room, keeps the bag on the chair, and settles down on his bed. In the bright light of the room, her dress’s thin material reveals her bra, which is too small for her revealing most of her breasts.

Ajay: Hey, do you know where is my mom?

Sneha: She went to the kitchen.

Ajay: Oh, ok, so what do you want to study today?

Sneha: I have no idea. You are the one who’s supposed to teach, so whatever you feel like doing.

Ajay: Ok, let’s start with the first chapter then.

His mom enters the door with tea and snacks in a tray.

Mom: Please drink this while it’s still hot, and have a nice time, kids.

Sneha: Thank you, aunty.

After an hour of studying.

Sneha: Oh, god! This is all so boring; can we stop for today and do something else?

Ajay: Really? We just completed one chapter, and it was an easy one.

Sneha: I am really not in the mood for studying. Please?

Ajay: Ok, I guess we’ll do the rest of it later. So, what do you want to do?

Sneha: Thanks. I haven’t thought about what to do. How about we try something new that you or I have never done before?

Ajay: Like trying drugs, or going someplace new?

Sneha: Yeah, but only the things that can be done from your room.

Ajay: Ok.

Sneha: so, let me see, what can we do from within your room? Hmm… not much option. Have you ever seen porn?

Ajay: No, I don’t think so

Sneha: Ok, so let’s watch porn then. What kind would you like to see?

Ajay: I don’t know. Whatever you want to play.

Sneha: Well, let’s just watch the first video on the home screen of the webpage.

She plays the first video on the website, an oral sex video, where two people have sex. The girl is giving the man a handjob and rubbing his balls. Ajay’s cock gets hard watching the following scene.

Both Ajay and Sneha focused on porn. The guy in the video goes down the girl, spreading her legs, rubbing her pussy hard, and fingering her.

Ajay: What is he doing that for?

Sneha: Oh, boy, you are such a beginner! Just like how you get hard, women get wet. Oh my! Speaking of hard, your cock is erect, Ajay.

Ajay: Oh, ignore it, I’ll deal with that later.

And they continue watching the video, where innocent Ajay gets sex lessons. The couple in the video get in position and start sucking each other off.

Ajay: Eww, that’s dirty! Why do they even do that? Can’t they just rub each other off?

Sneha: It is said that getting your pussy/cock licked feels really amazing.

Ajay: Huh, well, that’s one more thing I didn’t know. I must say this is amazing, me teaching you school-related subjects, and you teach me our body-related things.

Sneha (flattered): I am a bit of an expert in biology myself

Ajay: Have you ever been licked that way? Or sucked someone else’s penis like that?

Sneha: Oh, god, no, I have never tried this. If I ever did this with one of my bf’s, they would then keep babbling about it to the whole school.

The video has been arousing Ajay so much that his cock is making a tent in his pants, making him uncomfortable.

Ajay: I am removing my pants. It’s getting uncomfortable.

Before Sneha could respond, Ajay removes his pant and underwear, completely naked below the shirt.

Sneha: Oh my god! What are you doing?

Ajay: I am sorry, it’s just making me uncomfortable. I thought since you’ve seen my penis, it won’t be a problem. I am sorry, I’ll put my pants back on then.

Sneha: Hold on, if it’s making you uncomfortable, then don’t wear the pant. Just don’t say anything about this to anyone in school, or I’ll kill you!

Ajay: I would never tell anyone about this in school. Thanks for understanding.

While Ajay watches the video, Sneha’s eyes are fixed on his cock as she watches his erect cock twitching.

Ajay: Hey, what happens when you rub the pussy too much?

Sneha: We cum like how you do.

Ajay: Really? I would love to see that

Ajay puts his hand under her skirt, pushing his fingers on her pussy over her panty, ready to rub her.

Sneha: Hey! What the hell are you doing?

Ajay: Hey, c’mon! I am just curious. Besides, you rubbed my cock in class. I just want to see what happens, please?

With the pressure of his fingers building up over her pussy, she starts to get moist.

Sneha: Ok, let me remove the panty. I don’t want my panty all wet.

Sneha takes off her panty and spreads her legs. Ajay moves close, watching her pussy. He was watching one so close for the first time in his life. He ruffled his fingers through her pussy hair. He moves his fingers over her pussy and begins imitating the video’s actions.

He starts rubbing her pussy slow and steadily, familiarizing himself with how it’s to be done. He speeds up gradually, rubbing her pussy faster, harder. Sneha tries to silence her moans, keeping a pillow over her mouth.

Her whole body is shaking as he rubs her pussy. His hands get wet from all the juices flowing through her pussy,

Sneha: Aah! Fuck yes! Oh, my god!

Her whole body starts shaking, and she finally cums.

Sneha: Fuck! That was one of the strongest orgasms I ever had. You sure know how to please a girl.

Ajay: That was awesome to watch you cum.

Sneha: C’mon, let’s do something about your boner.

She sits beside him and grabs his cock, stroking it.

Sneha: You can touch me if you want.

Ajay grabs her breasts with one hand and starts rubbing her pussy with another as she strokes his dick.

Ajay: Sneha, can I put my finger inside your pussy?

Sneha: What? No! I have never done that.

Without paying any heed to her, he proceeds to his middle finger inside her pussy. As his finger enters halfway through her tight pussy.

Sneha: Aah! Ajay, please go slow.

To silence her up, Ajay leans on her and kisses her lips, shutting her mouth. As his finger enters its full length inside her pussy, she bites his lips out of pain. The kiss gets vigorous as he increases the fingering pace, with her muffles of this extreme pleasure barely audible. She grabs back onto his dick and starts stroking it very fast.

Ajay: I am going to cum!

And he ejaculates on her leg, shortly after Sneha’s body shakes up in violent tremors as she cums for the second time. Exhausted, they fall into each other’s arms, with Ajay laying on top of her. His cock is right above her pussy. They both look into each other’s eyes.

Ajay: That was the most amazing experience of my life.

And he kisses her again, holding her through her waist, keeping her in a tight embrace. She kisses back, their tongues playing with each other in the mouth they roll over each other.

Sneha: Ajay, can we rest? I am exhausted.

Ajay: Sure.

Ajay releases her, and they lay on the bed. Sneha takes his arms and puts it over her belly hinting at him to spoon her. He holds her again, his hand over breasts squeezing and massaging them, her butt rubbing his crotch.

Sneha’s feelings about Ajay have changed, and she feels more affectionate with him. His penis starts to regain its size getting hard again.

Sneha: Ajay! You just came. How the hell did it get hard again?

Ajay: Can you please rub me again?

Sneha turns her head back, looking him in the eyes. And plants a kiss on his lips.

Sneha: Sometime later Ajay, maybe tomorrow, I am too tired now. God help the girl who will be your girlfriend or wife. With so much stamina and the size of your cock you might kill her of pleasure.

Ajay: Will you be my girlfriend?

Sneha is surprised by his question. She expected it to be the last thing him doing. Before she could answer his question, there is a knock on the door.

Mom: Sneha beta, it’s getting late. Your parents might be worried

Sneha: Oh yes, aunty, I didn’t realize time fly by.

Mom: do you want me to call them and tell them that you’d be here for some more time?

Sneha: Oh no, aunty our today’s study session is about to end. I will go straight home then.

Mom: Ok, beta, come when you are ready to go home. I’ll drop you. It’s not safe for a girl to go out alone.

Sneha puts back on her panty and adjusts her dress, and Ajay puts back on his clothes. She gives him a final hug and kisses on the cheeks.

Sneha: It was great today. See you tomorrow, Ajay!

Ajay: Bye, Sneha.

And she leaves with his mom. Ajay lays on the bed, thinking about today’s events. He’s still hard, but he will think about that later.

Hello readers. This is Sarfaraz Khan back with another exciting and unique story about playing bagpipes. I think most of you know about me from my previous stories. I’m a 23 year male from a South Indian city.

Those who haven’t read my previous storiesare requested to read and enjoy cumming hard. All my stories are unique in their own ways, and I try hard to avoid repeating similar stories. So this story is like that and I leave to upto you to decide if it is real or imaginary.

So it happened that I was traveling in a private bus from my city to a nearby one about 8 hours away. You know these buses have no proper reservation nor any printed tickets. You just show your hand, and you are in. But thankfully I had taken the bus from its starting destination and found the bus already half full.

The window seats were almost taken, and I had to take an aisle seat. I got to know there was some strike in other transport means and among the few buses available. So till the bus crossed the toll gate, it was more than its capacity, and the passage too was filled up.

The passengers beside me kept moving in front. I was surprised that these people were willing to stand and travel for almost a night’s time. Anyway, they moved from back and forth. That’s when she came and stood in front of me. The heroine of the story, I don’t know her name.

She must be around 40 years old, a pleasant woman, wearing a saree and a sleeveless blouse. Not to exposing but anyone looking at her will definitely give a second look. I don’t know if she was traveling alone or in a group.

Probably she had come to some official work to my city and returning. She had the rather homely looks and nothing much seductive until this happened.

As space was the biggest constraint, she was almost surrounded by people all around her. The backrest of the seat in front of me supported her. So after a while, she rested her ass (sorry pervert word so early) on that.

After a while, she was almost ‘sitting’ on that backrest. I mean, she had moved in front of that and bending a little back like sitting on it. My male instinct, as usual, sprang up. I began holding the seat bar unnecessarily so that I can feel her heavenly ass. She didn’t mind a bit, and I continued further.

I began feeling her ass from the back of my palm, now almost putting it flat on her. She didn’t show one bit of resistance. My heartbeat was racing. I wanted to see how far it goes and stop at the slightest resistance.

Now the bus had crossed city limits. The conductor announced there’s no stop next till next 4 hours, and the lights were gone. I don’t know in the dark how many people took advantage of that. I dared to keep my back of palm fully on her ass.

The only con of this darkness was I couldn’t make out her reaction. I hoped that she’ll never make a mess out of it seeing her initial response. Now was the time for a major step. I rotated my palm and kept it by its front so that I can manipulate my fingers.

Still no reaction. I closed my eyes tight and grabbed her ass like a ball softly in the beginning. She jerked a bit forward, not expecting it probably but stayed back in her place. I decided that’s it, this lady won’t mind a bit of fun. I again gave a squeeze to her a soft feathery ass and again got a jerk from her.

I now held her waist from the back and pulled hugged her ass while my other hand played with her ass. Nobody could see a bit of what’s happening.  I now started going rough and was playing with her awesome globes. She was an expert in controlling her moans and heavy breathing.

I guessed she is not naive and must have enjoyed it many times. Any new lady would have moaned or atleast breathed heavily at my actions.  I moved closer and closer to her pussy in the middle and slowly. I made my index finger enter her pussy area. She held my hand suddenly as if asking to stop.

I separated her grip with my other hand and continued entering her pussy. Now her breathing became a little changed. I had to be on limits on the bus. But I wanted to enjoy the max. I released my grip suddenly. Even she must be surprised. I had other plans.

I started entering her saree suddenly from below. She got shocked and tried to clamp down her legs. I kept moving inward. Her resistance melted. I reached her panty. It was burning. My skilled hands played mafic inside her. She was moving in all directions due to pleasure.

I would pierce deep my fingers at the place of her hole, and she would jerk herself a bit. In a few minutes, I could feel moisture inside, which means she was enjoying it fully. I sometimes rubbed vigorously, sometimes just caressed her spot.

Suddenly I felt a wet patch appearing on her panty. She had stopped moving and breathing a little heavy. I knew she has come. I got an idea. I offered her my seat as she needed it more. I stood right next to her. After some minutes of recovery, I unzipped my cock, which was waiting patiently all this time.

I started rubbing myself. I started to feel her silky smooth arms molesting them from top to bottom. Now I wanted to make her blowjob or handjob my cock. But I also wanted to try a new erotic fantasy that I was sure will come true now.

As she was wearing a sleeveless blouse, I had already smelled her sweaty armpits mixed with deo. I wanted just that. I began moving my dick towards her. She tried to hold it in her palms. Initially, I stopped her from doing that. I held her arm and lifted it high above her head.

I pulled down my pants and underwear and kept my circumcised 7.5 inches inside her armpit, and closed down her hand. Wow! What a place it was for my dick. Her warm armpit enclosed my dick like a pussy. I began moving in and out while she tightened the grip.

I was in seventh heaven now, wanting to stay inside her armpit forever. I knew my dick would come soon. I further pushed her arm tightly around my manhood and now close to reaching the peak. I felt all pleasure of my body reaching my balls, and lo they exploded in her armpit.

I felt my semen mixed with her sweat and flow down her boobs and arm. I let it cool down. I removed my floppy dick outside. She wiped everything from a tissue. That was my first and only armpit fucking experience. I never forgot the kinky stuff in did on that bus with that lady.

Hope all girls and boys liked my story. Kindly mail me your opinion, comments, suggestions, ideas. My id is in my bio. You can read my previous stories too and tell me how you feel. Goodbye till the next one

Horniness is a state of mind (as I realized at a family wedding). It takes us to our most delightful, darkest, and dirtiest thoughts. Sex is the delightful journey of life that keeps us attracted and attached to each other. Sex is fun. Sex is a thrill. Sex is Joy. Sex keeps us all alive and awake.

The maddening feel, touch, warmth, heat, desires, passion, urge, and want of more are the few things that keep us insanely hooked to sex all the time. You watch sex, read sex, imagine sex, or do sex. It will always make you feel delighted and thrilled, begging in want of more.

Officially to get a boy and girl to have sex, we arrange and celebrate marriages. What is the first thing that happens after marriage? ‘First Night’ and the first trip after marriage, ‘Honeymoon,’ are related to sex. The excitement of these 2 events of life is unforgettable, simply beautiful, and exciting.

On a lighter note, I would say we are allowed to fuck, fuck again, and fuck more. You never know when life will start to fuck us back after marriage. Life moves amazingly fast, catching up with 40s, super excited with every year of new awesome experiences.

It’s been a wild journey with many stories on ISS. Vinay, 38-year-old from Chennai. Mail your comments, feedback, or connect directly at [email protected].

It was a winter marriage season, my wife’s cousin’s sister’s son’s marriage. My wife was not able to make it due to our child’s exams. Either one of us had to attend the marriage. I flew to Jaipur. The marriage destination was 45 km away from the airport.

Both the marriage parties were affluent families. Excellent arrangements were made. The resort had 60 villas, the entire resort was booked for 3 nights. Lavish decorations, beautiful settings, delicious food, personalized services were the highlight of the wedding.

It was a perfect setting for a dream wedding – chilled climate, the lovely company of my sisters-in-law. I could not have asked for anything better, a fantastic break from routine. The only missing link was to have somebody hot and sexy in bed to enjoy in the chilled climate.

I have 2 own sisters-in-law’s (wife’s sisters), Sapna and Srishti, my wife being the eldest. Sapna is the youngest. She is a little heavy but a hot body, huge boobs, a lovely big ass. She is outspoken, very moody carries lots of attitudes. Her looks are heavy, but she has a very beautiful face and a fair complexion.

With her heavy figure 38-34-36, she looks like a bomb, and in fact, she explodes every now and then due to her temper. She has a figure which would be hands full and a mouth full in bed. She is married to an entrepreneur. It was a love marriage out of our community.

Srishti is next – slim, sexy, beautiful, sharp, speaks limited but straight to the point. A perfect dream woman for every man, extremely hot, always makes heads turn. She has lovely figure 36 -30-34, looks sexy from every angle. Her dressing is pitch-perfect knows how much to hide and how much to expose.

Very caring, affectionate towards my family, always love her company. She is married to a businessman from a little conservative joint family. Despite being born and brought up in a modern family, she has managed to get along very well in that family.

Bodies like Srishti’s give sexual desire its meaning! Her charm, lovely body, fantastic curves would drive me mad and make me horny every time I was close to her. I was on excellent terms with both my sisters-in-law.

It was peak business season for Srishti’s husband, and Sapna’s husband was out of the country on a project. Both Sapna and Srishti traveled along with my father-in-law to Jaipur. They had left1day before my departure. I reached Jaipur boarded the cab.

After some time, Srishti called to find out where I was. My wife had given Srishti special instructions to take care of me and make sure that I am not bored. I informed her I would reach in 20 minutes.  She informed me that they are waiting to have lunch along with me.

I was welcomed by a half-hug by Sapna and, as always, a warm tight hug by Srishti. Her boobs crushed on my chest as she gave me a tight hug. I hugged her back. I could feel the thin straps of her bra on my fingers. I kissed her forehead

She said, “It’s been a long time, Jiju, almost 5 months.” I said, “Always happy to see you both.” Sapna would never get so touchy. She always avoided it. I guess it was due to her huge boobs. Even a half-hug would give me a feel of her soft flesh.

Srishti was the kind of woman with whom you always want to have a hot, torrid affair. There was no denying that my desires scalded my veins like fire every time I was near her. I kept my luggage in the room, went for a quick shower.

We came to the lawn where lunch was arranged. The next function was scheduled at 5.30, followed by high tea – snacks, sangeet, and dinner. We were in the room relaxed, chatting. Father in law also joined. After spending some time, he went to take a nap.

Around 5 pm, Srishti told me, “Jiju, first you get ready, you can wait in dads’ room. Then we will also change and get ready.” I kept my suitcase near her, asked her to keep my dress ready. She loves to decide what I should wear. I quietly took my undies, went to the washroom for a quick shower.

I came back with my towel wrapped around my waist. She had kept my kurta pajama ready. Sometimes when we were together, it felt as though we really were a couple. Both the girls were sitting busy sorting out their dresses, fashion accessories, and makeup kits.

Srishti kept a sexy black lacy bra and panty on her dress. My eyes fell on them. I looked at Srishti, then at the sexy set of lingerie. She looked into my eyes and kept speaking to me. In the meantime, Sapna went to the bathroom.

My body was still wet. She was looking at my body. She kept her fingers on my waist and said, “Jiju climate is chilly. You may get cold. Wipe your body properly.” She started to wipe drops of water from my body slowly with her fingers.

Her touch was delightful, her warm, gentle fingers rolling on my body, the sight of her sexy lingerie. My imagination of how she would look in that lovely bra and panty aroused me in no time.

I pulled out my towel to wear my pajama. She could not resist but steal a glance at my rock hard dick. It created a perfect bulge to catch her attention. The stiffness and firmness made it appear very awkward. I was so close to her. I could see her eyes glued to my dick with a sensual smirk.

She kept staring at my dick with her fiery flashing eyes and flushed cheeks. Her boobs started heaving beneath her tight T-shirt. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked surprised, looking at the size of my dick. She had turned red and looked radiant sitting there.

There was an uneasy silence in the room. It was broken by Sapna calling from the washroom to check if I had left. I had to go to the opposite room. Both the girls got ready. By 6.00, we left for the lawn where the function was to be held. I desperately wanted to see Srishti in that sexy black lingerie.

Her cousins and relatives were dancing to the beats of bhangra dhol. Grooms mother held my hands and pulled me into the dancing crowd. I had to dance along with her for 5 minutes. After her attention moved to some other guests, I held Srishti’s hand and pulled her into the dancing crowd.

We pulled Sapna also into the crowd to dance. Sapna could not dance for more than 5 minutes. We both kept dancing with the group for some time. We then broke from the group to dance our hearts out, matching each other step for step.

I held her close to me a few times, feeling her from close quarters as we kept dancing. More than the dance, it was the way she played with her eyes, swayed her ass, shook her boobs, and came closer to me. It made me dance less and watch more.

After some good 20 odd minutes of dancing, she held my hands and said, “Jiju, I am tired. Let’s relax for a few minutes.” The way she smiled and feel her lovely hot body kept burning in me. I had to keep control of my emotions. We participated in the function and returned to our room at some time.

We dressed up again for the sangeet. Sapna had worn a designer churidar. She looked beautiful. Srishti, oh god, I was spellbound looking at her. She had worn a red lehenga matched with a yellow choli and contrasting dupatta. Choli was more of a short blouse.

She looked stunningly beautiful, sinfully sexy, deliciously desirable in that dress. Her naked shoulders, short choli, low waist lehenga displaying her glowing body seductively. Her lovely lips draped with red lipstick, and eye makeup added more sheen to her beauty.

The way her ass swayed when she moved to wear that dress was just incredible.
She looked into my eyes and asked, “Nice, Jiju.” I said, “Looks can kill. You are killing it, looking sexy and hot, baby.” She said, “Thanks, Jiju.”

She was very happy to hear those comments. I wanted her, my lovely Srishti. But I never knew when that would happen. I could not take my eyes from her. Sapna was busy talking to someone. I could see a thin layer of Srishti’s bra being visible.

I moved close to Srishti and pushed her black bra inside. She did not say a word but kept looking in my eyes as I did it. I swiped my fingers on her waist gently while moving back, which took her by surprise. Our eyes kept doing all the talking, something brewing between us. We both were falling into it.

In the absence of our partners, we were feeling the need for each other. We started to take a few snaps. First, it was few group selfies, then solo pics, then a few snaps with both. When Sapna was clicking snaps of Srishti and me, we were getting very touchy and close.

It was all happening instinctively. We forgot that there were people around watching us. Srishti kept coming closer to me, kept her hands on my shoulders with her boobs slightly brushing near my chest. She held my hand, kept it on her waist, pulling me closer. The touch of her hot sinful skin driving me crazy.

As she got closer to me, I could smell her. Her lovely body smell aroused me. I wanted to fuck her deep and hard, keeping aside all my apprehensions and obligations. I was smitten by her beauty.

Sapna was also surprised by our newfound closeness. She said, “What is this? Both of you are behaving like husband-wife and taking pics. Wait, let me complain to your husband and Jiju to your wife also.” We laughed it out and came back to our senses as we realized that people were watching us.

Sapna requested one person passing by to take a group snap of all 3 together. He took a few snaps, and then he asked me which one your wife is. I said both are my sisters-in-law. He gave a puzzled look and left from there. We had a hearty laugh at the person’s reaction.

As we started to walk, I pulled Srishti close to me, kept my hands on her shoulder. She held me by my waist as we started walking. We pretended that it was all pretty innocent flirting and fun. But deep inside, I was craving for her body.

I wanted to feel her nakedness, her warmth. I wanted to see the delicious mounds of flesh hidden beneath her lovely dress. I wanted to feel them, make her horny playing with them. We went inside to enjoy our time at the sangeet function. A lot of men were having a look at Srishti the way she had dressed.

I told Srishti, “You are making heads turn today.” She smiled and said, “Nice, na, I don’t get to dress like this back home.” I said, “Your hubby is damn lucky.” She said, “But he is not lucky to see my beauty now.”

I said, “Good, he is not around. He would not have liked you to dress up like this.” She said, “I knew I was not dressing up for him today. I know you like me to see me like this.” I looked in her eyes and then at her boobs and again in her eyes. She said, “I know you want them also,” and kept quiet.

I kept my hands on her thighs, and she confirmed her intentions by keeping her soft hands on mine. We were constantly touchy all the time. We never left each other for a moment. Most of the time, she kept her hand on my thighs while sitting next to me.

Occasionally she kept caressing and moving her fingers on my thighs gently, leaving me begging for more. My whole body kept heating up with an occasional hard in my pants. She kept her hand moving on my thighs and was enjoying it.

My skin burned where she touched me. The places where she did not touch were burning even more for her touch. She kept looking at my zip every time I felt uncomfortable due to my pants’ hardness. She was enjoying my arousal and horny state of mind.

We had our dinner and came back to the room by around 11. Sapna did not come along with us. While walking back to our room, I slipped my middle finger in her palm. She held it gently and kept walking. As we walked slowly, I took her hand in my hand.

I kept my hands on her bare nude shoulders. She did not say anything, just kept walking. We reached our room, father in law and others in the other room had already slept. I changed into shorts and was about to take out my T-shirt from my bag pack.

Srishti asked me to take a few snaps of her, she gave me her mobile. I did not wear my T-shirt and started to click her photos in different poses and angles. I straight away asked her, “Ok, what about some hot bold photos.” I was smitten by her beauty.

She was making me mad for her. I wanted to try my luck with her. I could not think about any better time to try my luck. She said, “Yeah, ok, you click, if they are not good, we will delete them.”

I told her, “You have a lovely body. I am sure you would look hot in the pics.” She was looking beautiful and hot, but the poses were just ok. I told her, “Let us try something different. Let me direct this photoshoot.” She said, “Ok, you tell me, Jiju.”

I asked her to lift her lehenga up to her knees and sit on the bed with one leg on the dressing table, looking towards me. The dressing table was just opposite the bed, AC was above the dressing table.

She sat on the bed, kept both her legs on the dressing table, pulled her lehenga up to her knees. Her legs cleanly waxed look smooth as silk in the bright orange lights. I moved back and took a few snaps. The snaps were good; she was happy to look at herself.

I asked her to spread her legs a little so she could sit comfortably in that position. I knew the AC’s chill air would directly hit deep inside her lehenga on her open thighs and pussy once she sat in that position.

She tried to move her lehenga up but could not. I went near her pushed it up a little above her knees. On the pretext of getting a perfect pic, I bent a little to adjust her lehenga on her legs and thighs.

I touched her legs a few times, moved up where I could see her bare thighs. As I pushed her lehenga up to her thighs, my dick also started to move up in my pant. I could see her panties, and that stirred me deep to my core. Her smooth milky white, wholesome thighs were stunning. My sister in law was making me crave for her more than ever.

Hi guys, this is my 4th story on ISS. I love this site as it has exposed me to a lot of good content that is fun to read at leisure. I thank all my readers who contacted me and appreciated my content. I thank my female readers who have opened up with me and share their stories which made this experience a memorable one.

Okay, enough with the acknowledgments, this story is a real one out of many early fictional ones that I had written. This is a story about my neighbour Shalini (name has been changed for privacy).

Shalini is a gorgeous modern woman who knows how to highlight her assets in a one-piece dress as well as in a sleeveless, low neck and low-back Satya Paul chiffon saree. She is a diva, who’d any guy love to run his hands on.

She has long hair, big dreamy eyes, and a yummy milky complexion. The best part of her amazing body is her shapely legs which are such a turn on when she wears a skirt or a dress. I bet anyone would love to kiss her milky white thighs and run their hands over when in a public place out of everyone’s gaze.

I work in a big law firm in New Delhi and usually have crazy hours. I go early in the morning and then come late at night. For such a hectic schedule I rarely get time.

Meeting Shalini was one of those lucky moments when God grants you a boon seeing how much you are working, so that life doesn’t seem too serious.

It was a Sunday and I had plans with my friends to go out and have a nice time. But I chose to stay at home and relax because I was so drained out. I went down in the park and sat on a bench and lit a cigarette taking pleasure in observing the events happening around me.

In my bubble, I happened to look at a woman, approximately in her 30’s by my estimate coming out of her beautiful Mitsubishi Outlander. She had worn a black sleeveless jumpsuit with matching stilettos.

That moment, the way she appeared took my breath away and while in a trance, I accidentally dropped cigarette ash on myself. She happened to notice that and smiled.

Shalini pointed towards my mistake and said, “What took your mind away?” and walked away with a giggle at my clumsiness. (Yes, guys, she was Shalini, and she lived in front of my flat with her husband who usually stays abroad on assignments from his company.)

I was grateful at least to find the time to observe some beauty in life. That time, I didn’t know that my night was packed with much more fun than I had even anticipated.

After finishing my cigarette, I went back to my flat and noticed that Shalini was on her balcony with a glass of wine and smoking with a filter on.

I saw her and waved. She looked back at me with a smile and raised the glass towards me to which I gestured an action which told her I don’t have alcohol in my place. She smiled again and made a disappointed face and signaled me to come over.

I was like wow, life can be so kind when you find time to enjoy it and went to her place smirking, and congratulating myself on my decision of not going out that tonight.

My neighbour Shalini opened the door and had now changed into her evening gown. She was looking classy and her appeal was hot and sophisticated.

I came in and had a nice chat with her on the balcony over two-three glasses of Merlot. Shalini was kind enough to offer me one of her Cubans from her collection. We lit one each and were talking about each other.

I told her about my work and hectic life and she patiently listened. That was rare since the stereotype dictates that it’s the other way round but I am a lawyer by profession so you know, chatty by nature. In my talks, I didn’t realize that she was getting tipsy and being more open.

Shalini was occasionally touching and brushing her hands on me while talking. I thought the night was going smoothly but didn’t expect something so soon. She told me about her husband and also mentioned that she was coming from a friend’s place.

My neighbour told me that she is a socialite who loves to entertain. She also told me that she was looking for a quiet time and my company was unexpected but she was delighted by it.

We both got hungry and munched on some chocolate cheesecake in her fridge. Then we both got lost in eating as we were high too, having an unexpectedly fun time.

While eating, her robe started to loosen up and it gave me a glimpse of her hot lingerie that she was wearing. Oh my god, guys, she was wearing a midnight blue satin dress with laces and she was looking damn hot.

My sexy neighbour didn’t realize that her robe had become loose initially but later on due to my continuous staring, she noticed and got a bit alert. I apologized for my behavior and told her that I should go.

She said okay but as I got up from the couch on the balcony, I heard her voice asking me, “Did you like what you saw?”

My first reaction was of a surprise but later as I grasped what was happening, and the alcohol had given me courage, I replied, “Who wouldn’t?” Shalini gave me an intense stare.

Shalini was in awe of my confidence and said in Hindi, “Mann bhargaya dekhney sey?” The way she said it, made me very uncomfortable in my pants as now my growing hard-on was visible to her.

My neighbour came close and teased, “Bhar gaya, lagta hai,” and went towards the kitchen, jiggling her ass and giggling. I took that as a green signal and told myself now or never.

I went behind her and hugged her from the back and whispered in her ear, “Abhi nahi!,” and kissed her neck and blew hot air on the open patch of her neck. She trembled and turned towards me.

It was the alcohol, late-night tranquility, and the moonlight but I looked her in the eyes and went for a kiss. The feeling to touch her juicy lips with mine was something out of the world. I kissed her upper lip and then proceeded to her lower lip – slowly and steadily while gradually increasing my pace.

My hands in the meanwhile were fondling her back, going down every second making way towards her perfect ass.

When my hands reached my neighbour’s ass, she stopped and pulled away and bit her lips, threw her hands around my neck herself on me. We were passionately making out in the balcony, lost in our world.

My hands explored the inside of her gown, exploring her legs, her creamy thighs. Touching her thighs had an electric feeling on me which turned me on. I slowly proceeded towards her neck, giving gentle bites on her ear lobes.

I made my way down on her neck, pushed the gown aside from her shoulders along with her dress strap. With my other hand, I did the same thing on the side of the shoulder and kissed on either side. I kissed her again and while lost in our long smooch, I undid her gown and threw it down on the balcony.

There she was, on the balcony, on a couch, just in her satin dress which was a see-through, exposing her magnificent breasts and her slutty matching colored thong. Her breath grew faster by my act.

The excitement grew within her body for being with a man she did not know so well, in her balcony exhibiting her beautifully chiseled masterpiece. My neighbour took off my shirt and ran her hands on my back while kissing me and dug her manicured nails in my back. It was painful but passionate.

I lifted her dress and covered us with her gown and started kissing her boobs. I teased my hot neighbour’s erect nipples by moving the tip of my tongue on them while planting some kisses and slowly taking the act to full-blown ravishing of her tits.

I was sucking her boobs one by one while running my tongue between her cleavage. Her body was responding to my act vociferously, she was losing control, heaving, panting, begging me to do her. I wanted to enjoy every part of her.

I slowly moved down her and kissed her belly button. Shalini shivered and started panting hard and pushed my head in there. I licked her belly button with my tongue, exploring it all I could, and occasionally making out with it.

While I was kissing her there, my finger was exploring my neighbour’s wet cunt, slowly and then steadily increasing my pace – giving her the pleasure she deserves. The moonlight was glistening on our sweaty bodies while we couldn’t care less about our act and the place that it was happening.

Shalini was breathing harder and moaning aloud with every stroke my finger gave while doing its magic. To make matters more interesting, I took some cake and spread it on her pussy and some on my dick. She understood my intention and got comfortable in 69.

In that position we got lost for a long time – we were drunk, and we were in pleasure. It was such a good feeling to eat each other while getting that attention from the other person. We sucked each other dry and cummed at the same time.

We cleaned each other well and Shalini proceeded to take me to her bed. She lit some perfumed candles and some hits of jazz. I was lying on the bed while she came crawling till my dick, made a ponytail, and started sucking it.

Shalini was such a cock tease and a master at it. Her red lips were taking my cock in and out, fully without choking. I was amazed at her skills of taking an entire 7.5-inch dick with a three inch girth perfectly. I got lost in the pleasure and cummed in her mouth, which she drank.

Shalini came up and started kissing me with the same mouth, such a dirty act had an immediate effect on me and I got hard again. She felt it and didn’t waste a single second and climbed on top of me and started riding me.

We matched each other’s pace and were fucking hard while my hands were on her boobs feeling her softness. We were smooching in between and then went on and on.

After a while, I turned her, made her lay on all her fours, undid her ponytail, held her hair in my right hand, directed my cock in her pussy. I started ramming the hell out of her.

In that position, my sexy neighbour was my bitch. She was screaming, “YEAHHH, BABYYY, FUCK ME LIKE THE BITCH I AM, SHOW NO MERCY, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.. CHODDD MUJHEY.”

Her words had an effect on me and I increased my pace and said, “Yeh choot meri hai ab. I will fuck you whenever I want and however I want,” and Shalini screamed,

“YESS, YESSSSSSSSSSSS BABYYYY YESSSSS DON’T STOPPPP, DON’T STOPPPPP.”

I fucked her hard and harder till the time she came first. (Always make the lady cum first guys, be a gentleman.) She cummed all over my dick and then lay exhausted on the bed while I was still hard.

Shalini gasped for breath in the bed. We made out. Then she held my cock, took me out of the bed into the balcony while we were naked, got down on her knees, and blew me till glory.

Her body was looking even more perfect with sweat all over her. She blew me for a long time and as I was about to cum I told her, and she told me she wants it all over her.

Shalini took my cock out and started stroking it hard, till I splashed my cum all over her boobs, face, and hair. Man, it was messy, but fun. We looked at each other smiling and she took me to her bathroom where we lay in the tub and continued our next session.

I hope you all liked my story till here guys. I’ll post what happened between my sexy neighbour Shalini and me in the next part where I took her in the bathtub and later while her husband was in the next room and next to her on the dining table.

Please give me your feedback guys at [email protected] Girls you can talk to me freely, I am very straightforward.

Bye!

She’s exotic, one of a kind. I had to stretch my imagination even to make love to her in my dreams. I dreamed of an amazing GFE (girlfriend experience).

After completing college’s second year in Dubai, I was eagerly waiting for my exchange to Atlanta, where I’d graduate in another 2 years. If I did well, I could land a $50k job in America.

I’m Baban (pronounced Bbn with both a’s silent). If you didn’t guess from my name already, I’m of Goan descent. My height is considered average here, only 5 feet 10 inches.

I’m fair-skinned, with 2-pack abs and sharp features from my father’s side. My typical town style dressing makes me stand out, attracting girls of my age easily.

My dad, 47, flies a 787 Dreamliner on international routes, earning a King’s ransom. Our duo, father and son, spent at least a few days together every month, mostly cooking or playing Xbox in our luxury apartment at Mirdif, Dubai.

Then I had to move out because dad remarried. Though our apartment has 3 large bedrooms, the new bride needed privacy. Also, I was already an adult, and my stepmom was only 30, making our relationship a bit awkward initially.

We met for the first time on their wedding day at the downtown church. A lot of dad’s colleagues were there, some along with their pretty daughters. I was getting along very well with those chicks, exchanging numbers, and flirting. When my whole world turned upside down.

The classy siren in front of me had made my heart skip a beat. Time stood still as I tried to assimilate her breathtaking beauty. They announced that my new mother was a senior flight attendant. Dad had been dating her for two years before he proposed.

I guess she accepted because of her age. The chances of hooking a ‘Prince’ were getting slim. Nonetheless, Halie was not from my league. Standing 5 feet 8 inches, with big hazel eyes, dark brown hair, sharply lined lips, and picture-perfect teeth (designed by some expensive cosmetic dentist).

I stood embarrassed, covering my huge erection with flowers that I never gave her. Born of a British father and north Indian mother, her every angle was carved, chiseled, and polished. She wasn’t voluptuous, but stats of 36-26-37 made her figure raunchy even in the modest wedding gown.

Wearing just 3-inch heels, she looked taller than most men present there. That night I saw her in my dreams, without a stitch of clothing. I woke up the next day with a wet patch on my boxers.

Eventually, after one year, my dad’s romance faded. My stepmom was already flying on a different route. At home, she’d be alone 3 days a week. So they asked me to return home for a few months before my move to the USA.

I settled down in the farthest room, skipping one in between the master bedroom and mine. There was a study room. But I didn’t bother going there. Since I had a computer desk in my room, I stayed holed up the entire day. Halie, my new stepmom, accepted me without any fuss.

She would make me a sandwich or an omelet every morning that was also her lunch. Dinner was usually a salad unless I made rice or pasta for myself. I couldn’t get enough of her. I stole glances wherever she did something in the living area.

One day she left early, asking me to put her clothes in the dryer. Waking up to her sultry voice, I got an instant boner. By the time I got showered, the wash cycle had been completed. I started grabbing everything from the washer and stuffing it into the dryer.

Then I found her sheer panty, attached to a skin-colored designer garter with suspenders. I tried to imagine Halie wearing the Azaria garter on her thighs and started rubbing my cock with it. In less than 2 minutes, I ejaculated heavily into it.

Rummaging through her clothes, I found its matching bra and saved it to fap later. My plan was to wash them together, but it failed miserably. Halie and Dad came and left at odd hours. Usually, if one is around, the other is out. So it was a surprise when Halie came home at 8 pm, probably due to a canceled flight.

I was infatuated to see her in uniform at least once, and that night my wish was granted. She was in a navy-blue, figure tight skirt with side slits till her thighs. She wore a white shirt made of thin material and a navy jacket, shaped around her narrow waist and perky boobs.

A gold stud in each ear, and a simple wedding band, dissolved into her skin color. The last piece was a hat on her natural shiny, uncolored hair. I stared at her, trying to store every detail in my memory. When she noticed me gaping, and laughed heartily.

She asked for my phone, and then standing with her arm around me took a couple of full-length selfies. Though her intent was good, this was almost like soft porn for me.

She changed into jeans and a t-shirt and then went straight to the washing machine. I was stuck in my room with her cum spattered bra and panty. She took her clothes from the dryer and thanked me without mentioning her lost undergarments.

That night I put them in the washer/dryer and left them there. This story repeated a few times before she caught me red-handed, throwing her panty to wash. “Ah, did it get mixed up with your clothes, no worries,” she said and walked away gracefully.

I felt ashamed of my indiscretions and apologized to her. She said it happens at this age. I should talk to her more often to get over my bottled up feelings. So I started spending more time in the living area. No matter what I tried, I would get a hard-on 3 times every day and retired to my room to masturbate.

She would see the tent in my shorts and control her smile. After three days, she got tired and asked me to take care of my erection.

Halie: I know you’re 20. But if your dad sees that boner, he’s going to send you away.

Me: I stay in my room if I get aroused.

Halie: Buy sex magazines, bring your girlfriend home, or watch porn, just take care of that thing.

Me: I’m doing all that. Still, I need to shag 3-4 times.

Halai (smiling): That’s a lot. You’ll hurt your cock

I hadn’t shagged since morning and got a solid hard-on just then.

Me: How many times do you suggest?

Halie: Once, if needed.

Me: Is two times ok?

Halie: Maybe. Why’s it always up?

Me: Um, I have a crush on you.

Halie: Aha! What do you like about me?

Me: Everything, your smile, hair, your pretty feet when you paint your toenails, your cute ass in the tight uniform

She went silent, stared at my boner then went about her business as usual. We didn’t talk much from then on. But I felt she was dropping little hints, enjoying the attention. She would sit close to me, showing her long neck without a single stray hair. Then touch up her lip balm or put her sexy legs on the coffee table.

Once, she came out of the shower, sat near me. Then turned around doing a hair flip, slapping me in the face with her damp hair. She would stand on a weight scale and ask me to read out her weight. One evening after supper, she came out in shorts and started applying lotion on her milky legs.

When I offered to help, she handed me the Shea butter and started watching TV. I took my time, going up from ankles to calves, massaging the lotion till her thighs. Amazingly, at 31, she didn’t have a gram of fat.

Her skin felt taut like rubber and smooth like silk, with the muscles supple like dough. When she didn’t flinch, I went all the way up her inner thighs.

The next day she started up my old Xbox and asked me to teach her. While playing, she held my hand. Then she stood behind me, put her arms around my neck, and brushed her hair on my cheek. I got a super-sized boner. So I called my girlfriend for a sleepover. After she left, Halie spoke to me.

Halie: You should call her more often.

Me: Sometimes, I don’t get a boner with her.

Halie (smiling): You and your boner!

She got dressed for work and checked her own weight, announcing 55.5. I looked at her incredulously, saying, “ I don’t believe it, you are so tall, the scale is broken.” She tested it with my 15 kg dumbbell, proving the machine accurate.

Then on impulse, she sat in my lap, asking my opinion and laughing. I put my palms around her round butt, feeling its softness. Then caught her narrow waist with both hands, pretending to lift her. She didn’t get up, saying.

Halie: Careful with my dress.

Me: I’ll iron it for you.

Halie: there’s no time, baby.

Me: Can we check your actual weight?

Halie: What do you mean? Oh!

Me: Ya, without clothes.

She slapped me playfully and got up, giving me an angry look. But her lips broke into a smile as she left. I closed my eyes and imagined her lithe body still in my lap.

After a few days, my girlfriend came unannounced, bringing gifts and candy for me. She told Halie it’s my birthday, so both of them made a cake for me. After sloppy foreplay, my girlfriend got a call from home and left hurriedly. Frustrated, I came back to the living room and sat at the table.

Halie: That was a super quickie.

Me: No, I didn’t do anything. She had to leave.

Halie: Oh, what now, you can call an Escort?

Me: You mean those high society call girls?

Halie (holding my hand): I’ll pay, baby.

Me: No, thanks. I wanted a Girlfriend Experience.

Halie: Aww, my birthday boy! Let me finish you, but…Shh!

Me: Mum’s the word.

Halie was wearing a pink satin cami and yoga pants. She kneeled in front of me and pulled my jeans down (along with the boxers). My 6.5-inch young cock jumped out, swinging in her face. She smiled, gently taking it in her stylish, manicured fingers.

I released her hairpin, letting her thick blunt-cut hair fall heavily to her shoulders. She stroked my cock up and down with her smooth hand and then kissed the tip of my cock with her juicy lips, sending an electric current through my loins. Enclosing my shaft in her mouth, she connected her tongue.

I shut my eyes, slithering deep into her warm mouth and finger combing her head. When I open my eyes, she was playing with an ice cube on my ball sack. Watching it shrivel, making the balls climb up. I closed my thighs around her silky head with my cock deep inside, touching her throat.

She dropped her tank top, letting me see her gorgeous hooters for the first time. They stood up proudly, filling 34D cups. A spasm passed through my cock, like a desperate attempt to grow bigger. My hands pressed her bust, rolling the beautiful pink nipples around my forefingers.

Halie’s eyes looked droopy like she was slightly drunk. Pushing me to the edge, she started tracing her face with my cock, touching it over her hair, ears, nose, and cheeks. Finally, she held my cock in her cleavage with her boobs pressed together.

I bent forward, holding her hair wrapped around my fists on both sides of her neck, and started sliding my dick in her deep valley. She looked straight up, asking me to cum in her tempting voice.

Halie: Shoot baby, cum on me.

My floodgates broke loose, just on hearing her. She capped my prick with her lips, collecting all the seamen inside her cheeks, simultaneously milking my shaft for last drops.

After I finished, she wiped her face with a tissue and spat the cum into the kitchen sink. Then came back to lick my foreskin clean, almost waking up my cock again.

I asked Halie for a lock of her hair for our friendship. She pulled out a thick lock from the back of her head, held it between my small bathroom scissors, and closed the blades. It was almost 16 inches long. She offered to braid it into a keychain for me.

Then standing behind the dining table, she dropped her yoga pants. Removed her lace panty and threw it at me playfully, saying, “You should always steal used lingerie, silly boy! Now good night. Oh, and it’s 55,” she said, stepping down from the digital scale.

That night I lay in bed with her panty over my face, smelling her sweat and dreaming about her thick triangular bush.

My dad matched his leaves with my mom’s for almost 15 days. I spent all day out with friends, only coming home to sleep. Halie and I only saw each other last day. She was leaving for Milan with dad, to celebrate their first anniversary.

She looked like a supermodel in a small black dress, with a 3 quarters overcoat and sexy French braid. For the first time, I saw her wearing full makeup, eye shadow, and dark lipstick. I kept my fingers crossed, hoping not to get an erection in those 15 seconds before the door closed.

I didn’t see either of them till midweek. Wednesday afternoon, I was watching football in the afternoon, when the door opened. I saw my queen in her uniform, but there was a change. Hair was falling in her cheeks on both sides, taking her angelic charm to sex goddess level.

Excited like a girl, she turned a circle to reveal her new haircut. Gone were her thick tresses, twisted and pinned under the hat. She had an ultra-sexy stacked bob. I felt trepidation, along with excitement, looking at my step mom’s transformation.

Me: Um, you left with a French plait.

Halie: Got it snipped in Milan (doing a scissor action with her fingers). Aww, did you like long hair? You’ll love this, see.

Saying, she took my hand and put it in her bobbed hair. I hugged her, with my nose rubbing under her ear. The feeling of short silky hair, smelling like sweet fruit, was euphoric. Out of compulsion, I kissed her neck and held her earlobes between my fingers. She took my face and pressed her sweet lips on mine.

I pinned her to the door, licking her mouth, and raised her skirt to the waist. She had her favorite garter lingerie. I pulled the side straps and let go one by one, making the elastic whiplash her ass, leaving red lines. She shrieked with pleasure.

I squeezed her boobs hard, making her gasp with her mouth wide open. Then went down on her pussy. Her dark bush was gone and leaving her cunt smooth as a baby’s ass. She had it laser treated to make it permanently bald. I put my tongue through the slit, making her hips sway like a slow-moving python.

I never felt her weight when she jumped and put her legs around my hip. I carried her easily to my bedroom and then peeled her clothes away. I mounted her in a sideways missionary position for drop penetration. My legs interlocked between her long legs, with our pelvic bones slamming.

I thrust my cock holding her garter waistband like a handle and ravaging her pussy mercilessly. We started making (passionate) love, like long lost lovers. I was shivering to cum when Halie stopped me.

Halie: Hold it, baby, don’t look at my boobs.

I closed my eyes, holding tight. She slowed down, rocking in sync with my strokes and bit my tits with her teeth, then restarted grinding in a slow rhythm, with the advice:

Halie: Look at me, baby, push harder, enjoy!

I kissed the insides of her wrists and elbows, rubbing her back, then licked her long neck. She pulled me close, rubbing her hardened nipples on my chest with circular motions.

I buried my fingers in her silky hair, locking the short strands with folded knuckles, and pulled her head to catch her upper lip in my mouth. Halie started cooing sweetly in my ear:

Halie: Fuck me, baby, crush me, fill my pussy.

Wave after wave of my sperm filled her cunt, till I couldn’t keep count of the sperm ejaculation.

Me: Halie, I love you.

Hi friends, en peyar Kishor. En vayathu 22 aagugirathu. Naan thinamum kama padam paarthu kai adipen, en sunniyil vinthu vara vilai endral enaku thukame varathu. Naan niraiya auntygalai sight adipen ookavum aasai paduven.

Pengalai vida auntygalai thaan athigam sight adipen, en pakathu veetil oru nanban irukiraan avan enai vida vayathil periyavan. Eppozhuthavathu than en udan pesuvaan avanuku oru amma irukiraargal avargalai naan aunty endru thaan kupiduven. Aunty enaku migavum pidikum siru vayathil irunthu avargal madiyil thaan valarnthen.

Aunty nattukattai pola irupaal, kutaiyaaga irunthaalum kataiyaaga irupaal, aunty soothum sexiyaaga irukum. Nala structuraaga irupaal, aunty meethu enaku muthalil ellam entha kama asaiyum vara villai. Kalluriyil velaikarigal guninthu velai seiyum pozhuthu avargal mulaiyai paarpen, pinbu guninthu irukum pozhuthu soothu miga sexiyaaga irukum avargal soothai thadavi pundaiyil sunniyai vitu ooka aasai paduven.

En pakathu veetu aunty thotathil niraiya velai seithu kondu irupaargal appozhuthu thaan avargal mulai sothai vaitha kangal edukamal en veetu motai madiyil irunthu paarthu kondu irupen. Aunty miga sexiyaaga irupaargal, naan en sunniyai kai adithu konde kuda auntyai sight adithu irukiren. Aunty kulikum pozhuthu mele kurai ilamal irukum athanaal avargal kulipathai paarpen.

Kulikum pozhuthu pavadaiyai kati kondu kulipaargal appozhuthu mulai pilavu sexiyaaga theriyum aanal ithu naal varai avargal mele yar ennai paarkiraargal endru paarthathe illai. Naan jollyaga sunniyai veliyil eduthu adithu konde mulaiyai paapen. Aunty thudai thadimbalaaga sexiyaaga irukum, oru naal pavadai matrum pozhuthu auntyai nirvaanamaaga parthen.

Antha tharuname en sunniyil vinthu vanthathu, aunty ennai paarthal pasamaaga irupaal. Oru naal aunty veetirku aval thangai purishan vanthaan, eppozhuthum veetirku vanthu povan. Naan ethirchiyaaga motai madiku sendren, appozhuthu motai madiyil irunthu thotathil paarthen. Aunty thangai purushanai kati pidithu sunniyai adithu vitu kondu irunthaal.

Appozhuthu thaan aunty oru oozhu endru therinthathu, enakum auntyai ooka oru chance kidaikum endru ninaithen. Aunty kai adithu konde irukum pozhuthu eppozhuthum mele parkatha aunty thidir endru mele paarthu vital. Naan auntyai paarkiren, aunty ennai paarkiraal iruvarum ondraaga paarthu kondom

Aunty udane kaiyai sunniyil irunthu eduthu vital, thangai purushan udane veetirkul sendru vitan. Aunty ena seivathu endru theriyamal avalum veetirkul sendru vital. Andru maalai naan aval veetu vazhiye sendren appozhuthu aunty ennai paarthu sirithaal. Nanum auntyai parthu kaamamaaga seirithen, aunty ena pa college polaya endru ketargal?

Naan udane aunty arugil sendru illai aunty poga vilai indru semester leave vitu irukiraargal endru solinen. Vaa pa ulle vanthu coffe kudithu vitu po endru solinaal, illai aunty uncle irupaar naan inoru naal varugiren endru solinen. Uncle ethum sola matar nee ulle vaa arun veliye sendru irukiraan avan veetirku vanthaal paarpai endraal.

Sari aunty endru aval veetirkul sendren, ulle selum pozhuthu aunty soothai paarthu kondu irunthen. Ulle sendru sofavil amarnthen, aunty kitchen sendru coffe potu kondu irunthaargal. Uncle hallil amarnthu irunthaar, naangal sirithu neram pesi kondu irunthom. Pinbu aunty coffe koduthaargal, naan coffe vangum pozhuthu avargal kaiyai pidithu konde vanginen.

Aunty ennai kama parvaiyil paarthaal, nanum auntyai paarthu vazhinthu konde irunthen. Coffe koduthu vitu ennai paarthu nindru kondu irunthaal. Uncle tv paarthu kondu irunthaan, aunty ennai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthu kondu irunthaal.

Aval parvaiye en sunniyai viraika vaithathu, coffe kudithu mudithen aunty en idam adikadi veetirku vaa pa endru solinaal.

Enaku aval etharku azhaikiral enbathu therinthathu, kandipa aunty endru soli angu irunthu kilambinen. Adutha naal kalluri vidu murai aunty eppozhuthu thotathirku varuvaal endru kathu kondu irunthen.

Aunty kalai 7 maniku vanthaal, naan aunty thotathirku vanthathum aunty endru azhaithu hi kanbithen. Aunty ennai paarthu sirithu indru kalluri kilamba vilaiya endru ketal?

Indru vidumurai aunty endru solinen, pinbu aunty kulika sendraal naan mele irunthu paarkiren endru auntyku theriyum. Aval eppozhuthu mulai meethu pavadai aninthu thaan kulipaal aanal indru pavadaiyai kayati nirvaanamaaga iru mulaiyai kanbithu kulithaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aunty mulaiyai paarkum pozhuthu sema moodu eariyathu.

Iru mulaiyum kama nadigaigaluku irukum mulai pola miga sexiyaaga irunthathu, auntyku sirithu thopai irunthathaal aval pundai theriya villai. Kalaiyil sunniyai veliyil eduthu adithu konde aunty mulai azhai paarthu rasithu kanjai adithu ootrinen. Aunty thinamum kalaiyil athe nerathirku vanthu nirvaanamaaga kulika aarambithaal.

Nanum thinamum kalaiyil auntyai paarthu kai adika aarambithen, aunty ennai mele paarpal naanum avalai nirvaanamaaga parthu kondu irupen. Oru naal aunty andru mathiyam veetil yaarum iruka matargal oru china velai irukirathu veetirku vaa endral. Naan sari aunty endru soli aval veetirku sunniyai kazhuvi vitu sendren.

Appozhuthu thaan upu karikaathu endru, aunty veetirku sendren aunty sexiyaaga pudavai aninthu irunthaal. Avalai paarkum pozhuthu jamunu irunthathu, ulle varum pozhuthe aval mulaiyaal ennai urasinaal. Naan ulle vanthathum kathavai thapal potal, naan etharku thapal podugureergal endru elam ketka villai.

Naan amaithiyaaga vanthu sofavil amarnthen, aunty vanthu en arugil amarnthaargal. Aunty ena velai irukirathu andru endru keten? Nee en mulaiyai sappa vendum endru solinal. Naan udane aunty mulaiyil kai vaithu thadavinen. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aunty mulai perithaaga irunthathu, aunty jakit kokiyai kayati iru mulaiyai kanbithaal.

Naan aunty madi meethu paduthu mulai kaambil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithen, aunty mulai perithaaga pazhuthu thongiyathu. Aunty bra ethum aniya villai jakitai kayatiyathum muzhu mulaiyum perithaaga pazhuthu therinthathu, kaambai sapi vitathum aunty en suniyil kai vaithu thadavi sunniyai veliyil eduthaal.

Aunty en sunniyai pidithu adika aarambithaal, naan aunty sapi vidungal endru solinen. Udane aunty en sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaal. Sunni vaaikul sendrathum sugamaaga irunthathu, aunty sunniyai oombi oombi eduthaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa en sunni muzhuvathum aunty echiyaaga irunthathu.

Pinbu aunty pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyai naka aarambithen, aunty pundai muzhuvathum eeramaaga irunthathu. Eeramana kuthiyai nandraaga naki naakai ootaikul vitu vitu eduthu nakinen. Aunty moodu thangamal haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal. Sexiyaaga naku potu en sunniyai veliyil eduthu kuthiyil vitu ooka aarambithen.

Aunty haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithal, naan aval pundaiyai vatamaaga vaithu kondu sunniyai muzhuvathum kuthikul vitu vitu eduthu oothen. Pinbu iruvarum padukai araiku sendrom, aadaiyai ellam kayata vilai mendum pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyil sunniyai vitu doggy nilaiyil ooka aarambithen.

Aunty soothu perithaaga pazhuthu irunthathu, aval soothai thadavi konde kuthiyil sunniyai aazhamaaga iraki ooka aarambithen. Aunty haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa vegama da haaaaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal. Naan vegamaaga oothathil aunty kuthiyil sunni kanju irangiyathu, aunty pundaiyil innum vinthu varamal irunthathu.

En sunniyil kanju vanthum sorvaiya vilai mendum aval kuthiyil sunniyai vitu oothu konde irunthen. Appozhuthu aunty haaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru katha pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu. Pinbu sirithu neram sunniyai pundaikul vitu kondu irunthen. Auntyal atharkumel thangi kola mudiya villai, inoru naal paarthu kolalam da endru solinaal.

Sari aunty endru soli aval ithazhil oru kiss seithu vitu en veetirku vanthen, en neenda naal kanavu nirai veriyathu. Auntyai ooka vendum endru aasai aasaiyaaga irunthen athu nirai veriyathu, ini pakathu veetu aunty pavadaikul thaan athiga velai irukirathu. En tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithu irupeergal endru nambugiren, nandri vanakam.