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  • Neighborly Love For Two Horny Punjabi Women – Part 2

    My name is Rahul Raj. I am 39 years old. I am 5 ft 10″ tall, with a muscular body and my tool is 8.1″ long and 3″ thick. Furthermore, I work as an operations manager for a steel-plate company.

    I handle the operations in the middle-east and India. I am located in Dubai, and I am a frequent traveler. This is the continuation of my previous story.

    I hope you have read the first part. I have told you how I met 2 Punjabi neighbor ladies, Rooby, and Surabhi.

    I was able to fuck my neighbour’s Punjabi wife Rooby. Rooby took my mobile number after our steamy session and had gone back to her apartment. That night, I got a message on my WhatsApp.

    I looked at the profile photo and saw that it was Surabhi. She sent me a message, “Hi,” and I sent a “Hi,” back to her.

    The next day in the evening, I came back to my room by 6:00 pm. I opened my door and came inside. Then I changed my dress and was doing some work-out, as I always do some work-out to keep my body (you know which part), in tip-top condition.

    I then got ready to take a shower. I was wearing a towel around my waist as I was about to take a shower. I was covered in sweat too. I went to the bathroom, removed my towel, and poured water on my body.

    Suddenly, I heard my doorbell ring. I went to the door with the towel wrapped around me and looked through the keyhole. I saw Surabhi. I opened the door a little and said, “Hi.”

    Surabhi said, “What happened? Why only your head is outside?” I told her that I was about to take a shower. She said that she wanted to come inside to ask me something.

    I opened the door. Surabhi came inside and looked at my body. My dick was getting hard when she looked at me. She looked at me and stood still. I removed my towel and showed her my dick. I held her hair and pushed her towards my dick. My married Punjabi neighbour already had her mouth open and took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it like a hungry bitch.

    Surabhi was making noises with my dick in her mouth, “Ummmmm, Aaaammmm Uhgmmmm Ugh mmmmm,” and kept sucking it. I held her hair and fucked her mouth a little.

    Then I took her and removed her burqa. Surabhi was not wearing anything inside. She had come prepared for sex. I took her to my sofa and started to suck her pussy in a 69 position. She sucked my dick and I sucked her pussy and her ass too. She was on cloud 9.

    This continued for some time, then I inserted my dick in her pussy. It was really tight, and I was unable to enter, so I spat on my dick and tried to enter again. I was able to insert my dick a little inside, and she was crying loudly, “Aaaaaaaaahhhhh, dard ho rahahai, Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh..Aaaaaaahhhhhh.”

    My doorbell rang again and I was scared now. I thought that someone had heard her voice and come to see what was happening. I immediately stopped fucking the sexy Punjabi woman Surabhi and ran to the door.

    I looked through the keyhole. It was Rooby. I opened the door. She came inside and told Surabhi, “You are making so much noise.”

    Surabhi told her, “Didi iska bohat mota lund hai, dard ho raha hai mujhe.” (Sister, his cock is very big. It is giving me pain).

    Rooby came to the sofa, removed her pants, and told Surabhi to suck her pussy. She did as Rooby asked. I was in trance now. Rooby told me to continue what I was doing.

    I inserted my cock back in Surabhi’s pussy and started fucking her. She was crying again, but Rooby pressed her mouth towards her pussy and told her to suck it. Now her voice was not coming out as before.

    I increased my speed and inserted my full dick in her slowly. She was enjoying it. She had an orgasm in no time. I continued fucking her and in another 5 minutes, she had another orgasm.

    I then removed my dick from her pussy. Rooby meanwhile had removed her dress and was naked in front of me. She was standing there bending like a doggy and was sucking Surabhi’s pussy.

    I now inserted my dick in Rooby’s pussy and started fucking her real hard. I slapped her ass as I kept fucking her and slapping her. Then I took my dick out of Rooby’s pussy and inserted it in Surabhi’s pussy.

    This time I tried to go a little harder in her. Surabhi was crying but enjoying the pleasure also. She said, “Aaaaaahhhhh, chodhomujhe.. Ahhhhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhh, fuck me.”

    Rooby was fingering herself. I took my dick out of Surabhi’s pussy and rubbed it on her clit very hard. I was rubbing my dick on her clit and she started flooding her pussy juice from her pussy.

    She was not able to control. I tried to take out my dick and insert it in Surabhi’s ass, but she was scared to take it in, and it was not entering her ass.

    Rooby then pushed Surabhi back and bent down again waiting for my dick. I inserted my dick in her ass instead of her pussy. It was not going in, so I asked Surabhi to bring oil from my kitchen.

    She did as advised. I poured oil inside Rooby’s ass and tried to insert my dick in now, and I was able to insert it a little, but she couldn’t take it.

    So I pulled it out and inserted it in her pussy. This time I was so hard on her holding her hips and fucking her, she started moaning with pleasure and started saying bad words,

    “Chodho mujhe saale, randi bana do mujhe terel undka, Aaaaaahhhhh aaaahhhhh aaaahhhhh aaaahhhhhh mmmmmmmm aaaahhhhh ooohhhhhh, chodhoo aur chodhoo aaaahhhh aaahhhh aahhhhhh.”

    I kept fucking her really hard, and she came twice in between, but the bitch could take more, and she kept on shouting and begging me to fuck her more.

    I kept fucking her more and more. Surabhi was watching us and fingering herself as she came again. I then made both of them lie on their stomach crossing their legs.

    I then inserted my dick in between their pussies. I then poured some oil in between and started in and out motion. Now my dick was in between both their pussies and was rubbing on both their clits.

    They both were in heaven and were crying with pleasure. “Aaaahhhhhhh aaaaaaahhhhhh.”

    Roobi said, “Aaaaj se terejanetak hum dono teri randi hai reeee, aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh chodh kelalkar do hame aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.”

    (Fuck us both till you go back. From today, we are your sluts. Fuck us hard and make our pussies red).

    I then inserted my left-hand index finger in Rooby’s ass hole. And my right-hand index finger in Surabhi’s asshole and kept rubbing my dick in between both their pussies. They both were in heaven, “Aaaaaaaaaaa ahhhhhhhh.”

    It was like fucking her from both sides. I kept doing that for some time and then came. My cum was filled between their stomach. We all were messy, and then we all took a shower together.

    They both peed in the bathroom in front of me and I too peed in front of them. They were so mesmerized by my dick and fucking style. I had 32 more days in Saudi.

    Out of that for at least 25 days, I had either sex or blowjob from one of them. They used to come to my place daily for a quickie. Before leaving back from the country, I fucked both their asses too.

    Now they are having fun with each other during their free time. I sent them pictures of my dick and on seeing that they become very horny and excited.

    My email is [email protected] I am available both by mail and hangout. “big d” is my nickname among our friend’s gang.

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  • Flightil Pani Pennai Oothen

    Vanakam nanbargale, indru kathaiyil flightilil ilamaiyaana penai naan eppadi usar seithu oothen enbathai ungalidam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en peyar vikram vayathu 32 aagugirathu.

    Naan Singapore nagaril velai paarthu vanthen, en sontha oor Coimbatore veetil enaku thirumanam seivathaarkaga ennai vara soli irunthaargal athanaal naan ooruku kilambinen.

    Enaku ilamaiyaana pengalai athigamaaga pidikum, en siru vayathil ilamaiyaana pengalai sex seithu sugathai anuba vaithu irukiren. Ilamaiyaana pengalai elithil usar seithu vidalam avargal kama thagathil irupaargal athanal elithil usar seithu vidalam. Naan velinaadu sendru niraiya varudam agi vitathu siriya pengalai sex seithe niraiya naatkal aagugirathu.

    Naan oru murai singaporil irukum vibachaara idathirku sendru irukiren, angu irukum pengalai jollyaga sex seithu oothu irukiren. Enaku slow sex thaan athigam pidikum, kuthi kidaikirathu endru kuthikonde irunthaal athu kaamam aagi vidathu sugathai anu anuvai rasipavan thaan athiga kama sugathai adaiya mudiyum.

    Veetil irunthu pen paarkiraargal endru oru azhaipu vanthathu, athanaal naan sontha ooruku sela irunthen. En appartmentil pakathu roomil oru ilamaiyaana pen thangi irunthaal, aval than akka udan thangi irunthaal. Aval oru tamil pen, naangal ondraaga liftil varum pozhuthu aval idam pechu kondu number vangikonden.

    19 vayathu pen thaan aanal paarka periya pen pola thaan irupaal, muthalil ennai paarthu pesum pozhuthu sir endru soli pesinaal. Naan neengal tamil thane endru ketathum aval niriaya sirithu en idam pesinaal. Aval ennidam sirithu pesuvathai paarkum pozhuthu en siru vayathu niyabagangal ninaivirku vanthu vitathu.

    Neenda naal kazhithu ilamaiyaana pen idam pesugiren, en sunnniyil ting endru oru alaram adithathu. Avalai sex seiya manam eangiyathu, avalun naanum ore floorku vanthom, en pakathu araiku vanthaal. Naan indru veru oru tamil pen irukiraale endru solinen, aval en akka than sir endru solinaal. Sari mendum aduthu santhikalam endru soli pirinthen.

    Veetil thanimaiyil irukum pozhuthu niraiyai kai pazhakam seiyuven, aanal ippozhuthu arugil oru putham puthiya pathumai irupathaal avalai en araiku azhaithu vanthu sex seiyalam endru ninaithu irunthen. Kathavai thiranthu balcaniyil yar veliyil varuvaargal endru kathu kondu irunthen appozhuthu iravu mani 8 aagiyathu.

    Naan eakamaaga aval araiyai paarthu kondu irunthen, appozhuthu aval akka kanavan vanthaan. Ennai paarthu ena katru vangurengala endru ketu vitu oru hi soli vitu ulle sendraar. Avar ulle selum pozhuthu aval eti paarthu vitu ulle sendraal. 5 nimidam kazhithu aval akkvum avalum veliyil vanthaargal, naan aval akka idam nandraaga pesuven.

    Vikram epadi irukareergal endru ketal? Naan nandraaga irukiren neengal eppadi irukareergal endru keten? Naan nandraaga irukiren ival en thangai durga endru solinaal. Enaku appozhuthu thaan aval peyar theriyum naangal munbe santhithu irukirom endru soli santhoshamaga pesinom.

    Aval akka sari neengal pesikondu irungal naan veetirku selgiren kanavarku sapadu parimara vendum endru soli aval kilambinaal.

    Durga thaniyaaga irunthaal, avalai paarkum pozhuthu en sunni ding endru alaram adithathu. Naan muthalil un mobile number irunthaal kodu endru keten? Aval thayakam ilamal number koduthaal. En vayathirku ennai annan endru azhaithu irukalam aanal aval appadi azhaika vilai, en peyar vikram save seithu kolugal endren.

    Aval number vaangikondu akka kupidugiral endru soli ulle sendru vital, naan avalidam what’s app numberil message seithen. Avalum enaku message seithaal, naangal ondraaga pesi pazhaga aarambithom. Aval naan oru air hostess endru solinaal, enakum muthal muthalil oru air houstess penai sex seiya pogirom endra aasai manathil ezhunthathu.

    Avalidam nee azhagaga irukiraai ena soap potu kulikirai endru ketpen? Ithu pondru niraiya ketu avalidam nerukam aaginen. Siru vayathu endraalum periya pen pola thaan enidam pesi pazhaginaal, enaku avalai migavum pidithu vitathu. Oru naal indru enaku vidumurai endru solinaal, appozhuthu naanum vidumuraiyil irunthen.

    Aval veetilum yaarum illai en veetilum yaarum illai, avalai en veetirku vara solinen aanal aval vara bayanthaal. Sari ithu thaan chance endru naan aval veetirkul pugunthen, durga sexiyaana aadai aninthu irunthaal. Antha aadai eppadi irunthathu endraal aval athai aninthu irukiraala ilaiya enbathu pola santhegamaaga irunthathu.

    Iruvarum sofavil amarthu padam paarka aarambithom, siru pengaluku ellam moodu athigamaaga eerum aval thudaiyil matum thaan kai vaithen. Atharke aval kangalai irukamaaga mudikondal, avalin tholgalil kai poten appozhuthu avalin mulai kaambu en kaigalil patathu. Aval kanathai pidithu kangalai paarthen aval moodil mayangi irunthaal.

    Ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithen, iruvarum padukai araiku sendru padukaiyil kati pidithu pirala aarambithom. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa aval mulai sirithaaga irukum endru ninaithen aanal intha vayathile mulaiyai perithaaga vaithu irunthaal. Aval aadaiyai kayatinen iru mulaiyaiyum pidithu suvaika aarambithen, maa niramaana mulaiyil karupu nira kaambu irunthathu.

    Sexiyaaga athai sappi suvaithu vitu avalin pentiyai kayati ilamaiyaana pundaiyil naaku poda aarambithen. Suvaiyaga irunthathu, aval kuthiyil iru viralai vitu aata aarambithen appozhuthe therinthathu en 7” sunni aval pundaiyil pogum endru. Sexiyaaga naki vitu en sunniyai sirithu neram aval vaaiyil vitu sappa viten.

    Avaluku sunniyai oomba theriya villai athanaal avalai kutha vaithu aval vaaiyil sunniyai vitu vitu eduthu oomba vaithen. Vaayai azhagaga thirnthu kanbithaal, naan nandraaga aval vaaiyil porumaiyaaga sunniyai vitu vitu eduthu oothen. Piragu aval kuthiyil sunniyai porumaiyaaga irakinen, haaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu.

    Pundaiyil sariyaaga en sunni porunthiyathu, durga haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithaal. Sexiyaaga oothu aval vaaiyil sunni kanjai iraki kudika viathen, pinbu adutha iru naatkalil naan ooruku kilamba irunthen. Appozhuthu thaan thondriyathu naam en durga velai seiyum flightil sela kudatha endru ninaithen.

    Avaluku call seithu naan unathu flightily travel seigiren nee athil varuvaaya endru keten? Aval naan kandipaaga varuven endru soli aval flight ticket book seithu koduthaal. Naan flightily kilamba aarambithen, aval air houstess dress aninthu make potukondu miga sexyaaga azhagaga irunthaal. Avalai paarkum pozhuthe sema moodu eriyathu.

    Naan iravu 11 maniku flightil travel seithen, aval ennai matum thaan flight muzhuvathum paarthu kondu irunthaal.

    Enaku iravu neramaaga irunthathaal avalai mendum oru murai ookalama endra enam manathil vara aarambithathu. Avalai sex seiyalam endru manathil oru ennam vanthathu, flightily ithu varai naan entha penaiyum oothathu kidaiyaathu aanal ippozhuthu oothal athai naam nanbargalidam perumaiyaaga solikolalam.

    Aval mobile phone vaithu illai eppadi avaluku signel kodupathu endru yosithen, anaivarum uranga aarambithaargal. Naan durgaavai paarthu rasithu irunthen, avalidam kangalaal kupiten. En arugil vanthaal aval kaiyai pidithu aval kaathil enaku ippozhuthe unnai sex seiya vendum endru solinen. Aval udane bayanthaal, avaludan veru yarum illai.

    Enaku appozhuthu oru niyabagam vanthathu avalai toilet azhaithu sendru ookalam endru thondriyathu. Aval kutai pavadai aninthu iruthaal, aval thudaiyai paarka paarka aval kuthiyil naaku potu ooka vendum endru aasai vanthathu. Unmaiyai sola ponal en vaaiyil echu ooriyathu aval kuthiyil naaku poda vendum endru.

    En sunni viraika aarambithathu, avalai ookalam endru ezhuthu aval arugil sendren, thodarum.

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  • Valentine’s Day Activities!

    This story is about Valentine’s day activities when I was in Chennai for my MBA. I was staying at an apartment with a local family. The apartment was a 3 BHK, but I stayed in one room, and other rooms were used by the family members. The family consisted of a husband, wife, and son.

    The husband was an engineer and would come to the house only for sleep and go abroad for many months. The wife, Shruti, was a homemaker and would pamper me with all kinds of dishes. Their son was a year younger than me. He went to Canada two months after I moved to Chennai for studies.

    So, most of the time, it was just me and Shruti aunty at home. I used to call her Chitti out of respect. She thought of me as her son and called me Magan. Initially, when I moved to Chennai, they would not speak to me much. Chitti was busy helping her son to move abroad.

    But things started to change when her son left home. During this time, her husband would go to the office at 8 in the morning and return at 10 in the night. I would be back home by three in the afternoon. During this time, she used to get bored and would use me for her company.

    We started bonding with each other. We would play on her son’s PS4 all afternoon. Sometimes we would go out to movies and restaurants. Chitti and I had gotten very close.

    One day while I was in my college, Chitti called me and asked me to come to a hospital. There, I came to know that my Chitti had met with an accident and fractured her leg. I brought her back home. That night when her husband came back home, he was shocked to see Shruti aunty in such condition.

    He asked why she did not call him. She replied, “I am fortunate to have a son like him. He helped me come back home.”

    Her husband came towards me and patted me, and said, “Well done, son. You will have to take care of her for a few more months. I am going to Delhi tomorrow for my visa. I will be abroad for a few months.”

    “Sure, I will take care of her!” I replied.

    A week passed by, and I would serve food and take care of Chitti. Then one day, she called me and said, “Son, I haven’t had a bath or changed my clothes since my leg fractured. Please give me a sponge bath and change my clothes.” Chitti smiled at me and started removing her saree.

    I was embarrassed but had no choice. I brought a bucket of water and cloth and started giving Chitti a sponge bath. She was naked on the bed and enjoying her bath. Suddenly, her husband came back from Delhi and caught us red-handed. He shouted, “What is going on, Shruti?”

    “Relax, he is just giving me a sponge bath. I haven’t even changed my clothes since a week,” she replied. “Ok, finish it fast and wear your clothes. I am waiting outside,” saying this he left the room after closing the door. After he left, Chitti smiled and kissed me on my cheeks.

    I dressed her up in a gown and left the room. That night I could hear them having sex. I knew that the husband would be leaving the country for months, and he was getting all that he could. Chitti was screaming in pain. I watched a few web series on Alt Balaji and slept.

    The next morning, I woke up and went out for a walk. There I met our neighbor Athira aunty. She took me to her place and asked me about the noise coming from our apartment. I got embarrassed and did not know what to say.

    I said, “Athira aunty, uhh…You know uncle is going out for a few months…”

    “So what?”

    “So, please understand.”

    “Oh, they were having sex! But Shruti has fractured her leg, right?”

    “Yes, and now she is feeling much better.”

    “Well, definitely. Ok, so let’s plan something to get to know each other. My husband is not at home, and today is Valentine’s day. Will you like to take his place. If you know what I mean?”

    Without replying, I left from there as fast as I could. Athira aunty was too horny. On reaching home, I had a bath and was about to leave for my college when Shruti aunty asked me to stay with her.

    Since most of my classmates were bunking, I decided not to go. She asked me if I had any plans for Valentine’s day. When she realized that I had no plans, she said she would prepare dinner for me and have a date.

    I spent the whole day playing games and watching movies with her. Finally, at 5 in the evening, Athira aunty came to the apartment. She saw me and smiled. She and I need someone to help me. I will return him in an hour.”

    “Sure, Take him for two hours. Baby, help Athira aunty, ok.”

    Athira aunty grabbed me and took me to her apartment across the hallway. As she took me to her apartment, our other neighbor, who watched us, said, “Athira will be fucking this young boy today.” I knew I had no other option but to bow down to her commands.

    Athira was a rich lady and had many apartments in that building, which she had given on rent. As we entered, Athira closed the door and removed my clothes. She then took me to her bedroom and tied my hands on the bed.

    She said, “You did not want to celebrate Valentine’s day with me, but here we are…” and started kissing me. Athira was a young Tamil woman. She was dark-skinned and slim. Before I could say anything, Athira was riding on me, and I came in her instantly.

    Athira said, “Seems like you haven’t entered a woman for a long time. Take some pills, and you will be fine!” After eating those pills, I got an instant erection and power. She was now riding me for more than 45 minutes, and I did not come. She came in me, but I still had an erection.

    Athira said that those tablets have effect for a very long time. She then untied me, and I fucked her in the doggy style. Still, my erection was intact. Athira was very tired and said that she knew someone who could get my dick down and got her maid to the room.

    Her maid was a 56-year-old ugly woman. Athira knew that I would not like to sleep with that woman but still locked me with her in the room. Athira’s maid was smiling at me as she removed her saree and came closer to me. On normal conditions, I would not have touched her.

    But since I was under medication and had a hard dick, I went forward and started kissing her. She was enjoying it. Within minutes we were having hardcore sex with no strings attached. Her maid got tired and exhausted within 10 minutes.

    Athira came into the room and said, “Sorry darling, I gave you the wrong medicines. These were for 50+ men. You will have an erection for at least 12 hours! Why don’t you go to your home? Shruti is waiting for you.”

    Athira gave me a lungi to wear, but my erection was visible. Somehow embarrassed, I left from there. In the hallway, the nosey neighbor caught me and asked me to come towards her.

    She grabbed me by my dick and said, “I know what you were doing. Now come with me if you want me to keep quiet.” She took me to her apartment. She was a 40-year-old woman named Geeta. She said her children would be back in 15 minutes and wanted a quickie.

    I quickly started fucking her from behind. She was moaning with joy and came in 5 minutes. We exchanged numbers, and she said she would call me if she gets time for sex.

    I came back to my home at 7.30 pm. Shruti aunty got angry at me. She said, “I called Athira. She said you left on time. Where were you? The food is getting cold?” Then she saw my hard dick and was shocked. She asked me for an explanation.

    An embarrassed me told what had happened. She laughed and said, “You slept with 3 ladies and still have a hard dick. I am definitely sleeping with you tonight.” Her attitude towards me started to change as she removed my lungi and her nighty. Both of us were naked.

    We then sat down for dinner. After dinner, we straightaway headed to her bedroom, where we had sex for two hours. Shruti was moaning even louder than last night. While fucking, Geeta called me and said that she could hear us and was getting horny.

    I asked her to come to my place when she got time as Shruti was getting tired. Shruti and I laid on the bed, hugging each other. She said, “Beta, we are no longer like mother-son anymore. You are like my boyfriend.”

    “Yes, aunty.”

    She laughed and said that I could call her Shruti. She got tired and went to sleep.

    At around midnight, I got a call from Geeta. She said that she was waiting outside. I quickly opened the door and let her in. Geeta aunty said that her children and husband were sleeping. I took her to my room, and we started having sex.

    She said, “I hope it becomes regular between us. I am enjoying it.”

    “Me too,” I replied. We fell asleep after having sex. Finally, in the morning, at around six, my eyes opened. I woke Geeta aunty, and she hurriedly dressed up and left for her home before her husband and kids woke up.

    I went to Shruti’s room, who was awake and waiting for me to come. She said, “Beta, let’s start this fresh morning with some fresh sex.” We had sex once again, and this time I came inside her and finally had a resting dick.

    I dressed up and went to my college. My friends realized that I had sex last night and started teasing me. What happened next will be continued in the next story. But in the meantime, you can read my other story.

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  • The Overzealous Hubby

    The temperature in Cancun was a comfy 27 degrees Celsius. Ours was the last tiki hut facing the calm, glass-like waters of Playa Forum.

    As seasoned vacationers, my girlfriend and I preferred the cool shade of a thatched roof to the romantic experience of Bali beds. My girlfriend was lying on her stomach, reading a girly romance novel. I took a break from my writing and strolled out to get a drink.

    The couple in a Bali bed adjacent to us was constantly bickering since morning. When I passed them, I heard an Indian guy speaking, “Baby, I gave you the list to pack, but you forgot. Now you have a hangover. I knew this is going to happen.” I smiled to myself and dismissed them as a new couple.

    Reaching the poolside bar, I ordered a pineapple juice and turned around to watch the crowd. A beautiful desi girl in an elaborate blue dress called for the bartender. Those red and white bangles, 9 on each arm, meant she was recently married.

    She was looking for a remedy for headaches, with no luck. So I offered to help:

    Me: I have Alka seltzer in my room. If you stay here, I’ll be back in 5.

    Soon I returned with the antacid. She watched with wide eyes as the effervescent pill fizzled in a glass of water. I advised her:

    Me: Works like a charm. I’m Dr. Jaidev, that’s my girlfriend under the grass hut.

    She lifted her pretty hand to shake, said quick thanks, and introduced herself in a husky voice as, “Gehna.” I checked out her fine booty that looked very tempting to touch at close quarters. The makeup was overkill for the beach. But for her bangles, people would consider her a stripper from a local tootsie bar.

    She had long layered hair hanging over one shoulder, covering her boob and touching her waistline. It was silky and wavy, though colored over a few times. Shades of burgundy, ash brown, and black stood out in those sexy tresses.

    The mascara on her eyelids looked freshly drawn, along with the pink lip paint on her lush lips. She had one long earring dangling from each ear. The golden-white complexion of her tight skin could never get tanned. An opening in her dress exposed her flat belly and a sexy navel stud.

    She was a tall girl, almost reaching my nose, standing with bare feet. I’m a hair short of 6 feet, so I guessed her height around 5’7”. A 36B bust hit the sweet spot for cuteness. The seductive 26-inch waist accentuated her V-shaped structure. Her 35 inches oval booty took the cake for sex appeal.

    I stood there enjoying the back view of her waxed thighs when she suddenly turned. A notification bubble popped up on her phone, “All ok?” She spoke to me:

    Gehna: That’s from Raghuveer, my hubby. See you, Dr. Jaidev.

    Me: Call me Jai, actually I’m…

    I was still talking, but she brushed past, leaving her sweet smell hanging in the air. Turned on by Gehna’s oomph, I called my girlfriend for a quickie. The beauty of a long-term relationship is that there are no pretenses.

    If one of us needs a fuck, the other plays along without expecting foreplay and the whole 9 yards.

    Late afternoon, I was back at the poolside bar, with my shirt open and standing in knee-deep water. This was my daily routine during the ‘staycation’ (long-stay vacation). Someone was calling my name:

    Gehna: Jai, hi again, thank you so much

    I turned around. There was a sea of change in her personality. She appeared bubbly and energetic. Her dark dreamy eyes shone when she smiled, and her lips curled upwards. I gave a high five and asked.

    Jai: Martini?

    Gehna: Sure, make it strong, please.

    Jai: get the buzz before your hubby comes

    I winked at her, and she laughed.

    Gehna: Raghu likes to pamper me.

    Jai: All right, I believe you

    Gehna told me that her husband worked in Bengaluru, and she had recently quit her job in Delhi. I told her we’re visiting from Jersey City and I’m a hobby writer. She joked.

    Gehna: So we have zero things in common.

    Jai: We should keep meeting to find out.

    We had a good laugh. Staring at her suggestive smile and pouted lips (that were always parted seductively), I realized I had a crush on her already. The next day we were back to our respective spots on the beach.

    Once again, while passing by their side, I overheard Raghu complaining about trivial things. He seemed like a control freak, trying to plan everything for his young bride. By the second day, Gehna and I were like old friends. She would easily second guess me, and I felt like we were soul mates.

    Her only respite from the pestering hubby was the time we spent in each other’s company. My girlfriend didn’t mind and cut me loose for the remainder of our vacation. She was cool that way.

    By the third day, Gehna was at her wit’s end. She waded into the shallow pool in a knee-length, black lace dress. It looked sexy with an inner satin lining from boobs to hips. We hugged, and she started bitching:

    Gehna: Raghu is testing my patience yaar (friend).

    Jai: I guess he likes to micro-manage.

    Gehna: At first, it was cute, now he’s getting over possessive.

    Jai: I can’t blame him. A vixen like you needs special care.

    She looked at me with her mouth open in mock anger, obviously enjoying the compliment.

    Gehna: He loved me for my chirpy nature but changed so soon.

    Jai: Hmmm, show him that you are in control, and then he’ll calm down.

    Gehna: Like what, how should I show him?

    So I explained to her to be a bit pervy so that Raghu would be on his best behavior. Then she could ask him to be chilled out like he used to be before marriage. She got the idea and said to me:

    Gehna: There he is on the 4th-floor balcony, keeping an eye on me. Now act like we just met.

    She opened her arms dramatically and came to me, jumping with joy like she was meeting an old friend. Then she threw her long arms around me. I hugged her soft body, caressing her silky hair, and touched her cheek. She spoke in my ear:

    Gehna: Any reaction?

    Jai: No, I think we’re too far. He can’t see us clearly.

    Gehna: Then kiss me

    She wanted to make him jealous, and I didn’t mind kissing those lovely pink lips. I put my hand around her waist and pulled her close. With my fingertips in her silky hair and palm on her baby-soft cheek, I gave a peck on her closed lips.

    She joined her hip to my pelvis (and probably felt the pressure of my hard cock on her pussy). I pressed her to the bar counter, mashing her breasts into my solid body. When I looked up, Raghu wasn’t there on the balcony, so I released her reluctantly, saying:

    Jai: He’s not there, probably headed down.

    Gehna: That was so much fun. Wait, come here.

    She didn’t want to be left half-kissed and pulled me back by my shirt collar. Without wasting precious time, I held her by the midriff, half cupping her boobs from the sides, and circled my thumbs on her tits.

    She kissed fervently, standing on her tiptoes and holding my neck for balance. After tasting her tongue, I stepped back. Her nipples had become erect and poked through her dress.

    That evening the sex was explosive. My girlfriend was impressed with my performance, and we skipped dinner for more sex.

    The next day I was at the small ocean-facing barbershop, getting my weekly shave from the sexy Latina barber.

    Just then, Gehna walked in with her husband in tow. Finding me in the most unlikely place, she made her eyes bigger to shut me up.

    Luckily I had shaving foam on my face, and I started flirting with the Latina girl. She provided the perfect cover by showing her cleavage and swinging her hair into my face while I planned to make love to the beautiful stranger.

    Raghu did all the talking with the other barber, using an app to translate words. He said something about ‘Quatro, Cinco,’ meaning 4 and 5. The male barber started shampooing Gehna’s hair, and Raghu left. Bursting with curiosity, I asked:

    Jai: What’s the scene, babe?

    Gehna: I had extensions for the bridal look. He wants them off, along with the multicolor layers.

    Jai: Aww, should’ve kept it long for a while, looked slinky.

    Gehna: It’s ok, babe, you know him, right.

    We heard the ‘shick’ sound of sharp scissors going through her thick hair. The barber pulled another big chunk between two fingers and cut it off. She brought her hand out of the cape and petted my wrist.

    Gehna: We’ll go for a drink after my haircut. Raghu is busy today.

    Jai: Are you old enough to drink?

    Gehna: So smart! I’m 23 and you?

    Jai: Add 3.

    My shave was over, and I wanted to leave before Raghu came back. Gehna’s new haircut was simply too sexy, like foreplay material. It gave me an instant boner when I ruffled her neck length layers. The barber had measured 5 inches from the scalp and cut all around into a glamorous shag hairstyle.

    Her sides were tucked behind her ears, and back layers slicked back. I wished for another chance to kiss her. She read my emotions and smiled like a slut while fluttering her long eyelashes. I ran the back of my hand on her silky neck and said:

    Jai: Babe, your eyes are looking so big.

    Gehna: Umm, stop silly, you’re turning me on.

    I joined my girlfriend in the salsa hut. We were dancing slowly to Spanish music when I noticed Gehna and Raghu. They had joined the same crowd of dancing couples. I caught Gehna’s eye and winked. She sent Raghu to the busy bar area.

    I went and caught her waist. She put her arms on my shoulders, and we moved further away into the crowd. She was almost in tears. I enquired.

    Jai: How’s your man?

    Gehna: Sulking; says my hair is too short. He wanted it 5 inches down from the shoulder.

    Jai: Big deal, you’re looking fuckable right now.

    Gehna ran her long fingers upwards along my zipper and whispered:

    Gehna: Your girlfriend is lucky. I’m guessing she’s not uptight.

    Jai: O ya, we give each other space.

    We had early supper at the buffet, and my girlfriend went back to the room. I went to the pool and asked for some coconut water. Someone patted my bum, and I turned to see Gehna next to me.

    She looked like a teenage girl in her red tank top and white miniskirt. I couldn’t take my eyes off her chest. Her push up bra created a perfect cleavage. We stood quietly, letting the ocean breeze soak in. Then I spoke first:

    Raghu: You need to chill, get these off (bangles)

    She got a plastic bag from the counter, took off her bangles, and then left them with the bartender for safekeeping. She massaged her hands and said:

    Gehna: Feels so much better. Get me something strong.

    I ordered a rum punch and looked at her. She gave a pregnant pause till her drink was served and then drank it bottoms-up. I glanced around nervously to see if Raghu was following her. Gehna spoke rapidly.

    Gehna: It’s been a week since our wedding. We haven’t screwed

    (The plot was thickening. I wasn’t so sure what I was doing there with the married chick.)

    Raghu: Due to periods or something?

    Gehna: No, no. He wants to do it without condoms, in my safe days.

    Raghu: Hmmm, but why?

    Gehna: As a honeymoon present, to remember.

    Raghu: Are you a virgin?

    Gehna: Hahaha, not at all, I had a lover, and I guess Raghu was also sexually active

    I advised her to go cold turkey on him:

    Jai: As a friend, I say enjoy your holiday. Do your own thing, as you did before marriage.

    Gehna: Muah!

    She threw her arms around me and buried her face in my chest. I lifted her chin and kissed her sharp nose. We sat on the pool’s edge, in a shadowy corner, dangling our feet in the water. She threw a toned buttery leg over me. I grabbed her ass and asked her:

    Jai: Can you take off the push-up bra?

    Gehna: Why not! So desperate to see my tits.

    She slapped me playfully, then took off her tight push up bra. I held her firm jelly-like boobs in both hands and started sucking her reddish-pink tits. She lifted her miniskirt and circled her clit with her middle finger.

    I nuzzled into her neck, and we made out, kissing and fondling with no track of time. She left just before midnight, and I immediately regretted not fucking her. I returned to my room and mounted my girlfriend like a horny bull.

    The next day Gehna threw a paper ball into my hut and started walking along the beach. She was in a beautiful white mini dress with an orange floral print. I followed her to a nearby tattoo studio. She was holding a printout of 4 roses in her hand. She explained.

    Gehna: Raghu told me to get my old tattoo covered up.

    She turned to show me a faded heart tattoo with two initials and an arrow. Before I could speak, she held up her hand. The girl with the tattoo continued.

    Gehna: I know. He’s jealous

    Raghu: Don’t do it, babe, it’s hardly noticeable

    Gehna: I have a better plan. I always wanted a sexy shoulder tat.

    So she gave the template and got it enlarged 3 times. The new outline covered her shoulder from the end of her collarbone, going around the upper arm and the last leaves ending in her inner arm.

    The artist used a new needle and started inking the outline. It was just the right size, not too big or too dense. The vibration and constant buzzing of the tattoo gun aroused Gehna.

    When it was filled in, the new tattoo looked sexier than we’d imagined. It’s delicate feminine lines, the hues of blue and pink, blending into purple, looked deeply erotic.

    Gehna started a video call while the artist was giving her finishing touches. Raghu cried out in despair.

    Raghu: Holy shit, that’s too big!

    Gehna: Jaanu cover-up has to be bigger than the original.

    Raghu: Tell him to stop now at least.

    Gehna: It’s over, jaanu. He’s just shading it.

    We got chilled beers and started walking towards the resort. Gehna has her hand in my back pocket, and I threw my arm around the arch of her waist. I told her seriously:

    Jai: Babe, no more games, sort it out, please.

    Gehna: I can’t confront him, yaar. He’ll spoil the holiday mood.

    She was right. I realized what was coming next. We stopped, and I looked at her. She smiled shyly as my eyes stripped her nude. In my mind, she was buck naked, like the day she was born. I looked around desperately. There was a narrow shaded corner between the resort wall and a 6 feet stack of sun loungers.

    I held Gehna’s hand and pulled her there. Without wasting a second, she took off her panty. I mounted her in a missionary position and started pumping right away. Her hungry vagina constricted my big dick like it was a virgin cunt.

    I ran my fingers in her hair and locked them behind her neck, clutching her hair tightly and kissing profusely. She bounced her pussy up in sequence with my grinding to get deeper penetration. I said a couple of sweet nothings in her ear, “Gehna, sweetie, you’re so yummy, love.”

    She orgasmed rapidly and started talking dirty. “Oh, Jai, fuck me, fuck, give me that.” Towards the end of her orgasm, she squirted. I creamed her pussy without changing positions. We kept fucking slowly and kissing long after cumming.

    I couldn’t keep my hands out of her short hair and finally sat up with her back resting on my chest. She spoke in an elated mood:

    Gehna: My periods finished yesterday, so is it should be safe to screw today, right!

    Jai: Babe, I’m not that kind of doctor. I did my research on teaching and curriculum

    Her phone beeped, but she put it on silent mode and started humming a sweet tune. The ocean looked crystal clear, and a fresh breeze dried our sweat. The sound of crashing waves was making me drowsy. Before dozing off, I saw the last message on her screen.

    “Jaan, today is your safe day. I hope there’s no fuckup.”

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  • My Fantasy Sexventure – Part 5 (Lesbian Love And My Fantasy)

    The story is connected, so please read from part 1. Few comments in the comment section will be appreciable for this story of lesbian love. Thank you all for the positive comments/reviews on the previous parts.

    Hey guys, just wondering, can a lesbian story make your dick erect? And dear girls, I hope you get horny and wet.

    Imagining or visualizing the story will give you a better feel while reading. The story is just continued from where I paused in the last part.

    Me (with tears in my eyes): I was not able to take it anymore. I did not complete my punishment. I am… I am so sorry.

    She suddenly kissed me, and she gave me a warm hug.

    Divya: You need not be sorry for this. I release you from being my slave. After this, we will just make up some love. Ok?

    She threw off the panties from my head. I got rid of the bad smell, and I felt cheered to breathe clean air again. She removed all the clothespins slowly and carefully. She made sure that it didn’t hurt me while removing it.

    But most importantly, finally, she freed my imprisoned hands. She untied the extremely stiff and tight ropes, slowly, inch by inch. I really missed my hands a lot. I never imagined getting this helpless without it.

    Finally, I felt myself completely again. She helped me to get to the bed. She comforted me to relax and lie down on the bed.

    Divya: Anu, do you want anything to eat?

    Me: No, but can you bring me anything to drink?

    Divya (smiling): Yes, sure.

    She left the bedroom, and she went to the kitchen.

    Divya: Baby, I’ll be back in two minutes. Just close your eyes and wait for some time.

    Me: Ok!

    In meanwhile, I got up from the bed, and I stood up straight. I stretched my arms and legs to relieve some pain. I looked at myself in the mirror. My whole body was red with scars and bruises. I looked at my boobs, pussy, and ass from different angles. I really looked too slutty in them.

    I then sat on the bed. Divya came back with a glass of milk. I was surprised to see her completely naked suddenly. She seemed to have removed her tee and skirt in the kitchen.

    The glass in her hand had milk filled completely till the brim. She had to walked carefully, step by step, to make sure that not a single drop of milk falls down. Her slow naked movement with very short steps was too sexy to watch. I noticed her pussy to be wet. I doubted if she added her cum in the milk.

    The milk was lukewarm. When I held the glass, my hands started to shiver. I was not able to take a sip properly. So instead, I gobbled the whole glass of milk very hurriedly in a single gulp.

    But while I was drinking, I accidentally dropped few drops of milk down my shivering body. The drops of milk hurried down very slowly in a straight line. It dropped from my mouth, along my neck, between my boobs, to my navel, until my belly button.

    She was so thrilled to see the drops of milk passing between my trembling boobs.

    After I finished drinking, she jumped on me. She pushed my shoulders, and she knocked me back to the bed.

    Divya: This is too bad, Anu. You wasted a lot of milk.

    Me: I am so sorry.

    Divya: Should I help you clean it up?

    Me: It is my pleasure, ma’am.

    I was not forced to address her as ‘ma’am’ anymore. So she giggled when I called her by that word. I smiled back at her.

    Looking at my mouth-watering boobs, her saliva was dripping down. She pressed her tongue on my belly. She trailed back her tongue from my belly, between my boobs, along my neck, and back to my mouth. On the way, she slowly licked-clean all the spilled drops of milk on my body.

    She came on top of me, and she gazed at my milk-mustache. She drew some circles licking all the milk around my lips with her tongue. Her saliva added a new flavor to it, and she returned it back to me.

    She bit my lower lip, and she lip locked me. I started responding to it as I opened my mouth wide. I gave her full access to it, and she played her tongue against mine. She got more energetic now, and the wildness of her liplocks increased rapidly.

    The eroticism grew, and also the wetness inside my cunt increased. She glared at my boobs with her evil looks. I don’t know why but her eyes were glued onto it for some moments. It gave me a sense of excitement, and my pussy got wetter.

    Divya (suddenly taking pity on me): Anu, I am so sorry.

    Me (surprised): Why, what happened, why are you asking me sorry now?

    Divya (with a sad face): Your nipples are so red. Does it hurt you too much?

    Me: Yes, a little bit, but not so bad.

    Divya: If I lick your boobs, will it hurt you more?

    She seemed to be wanting to suck my boobs very badly. So, I decided that I must not possibly deny anything which my love wishes for.

    Me (with a smile): No, your saliva will definitely heal it.

    Divya: Are you sure?

    Me: Yes, I am.

    She drooled some saliva onto my boobs. With her hands, she spread it all over my boobs and nipples. Her soft touches on my boobs aroused me a bit. Suddenly she took one of my boobs completely into her mouth. This was unexpected.

    Me(moaning): Oh fuck! Oh, fuck! Divya! This is a bit more than I expected.

    She sucked my boobs completely inside her mouth. She played with my nipples with her tongue. This was a completely new experience for me. The pain and pleasure were completely different than before.

    I was not in a position to do anything except moaning and enjoying her licks. Licking my wounds, again and again, she sure healed my pain. My breathing got heavier, and I suddenly realized that she got more closer.

    My flooded pussy tantalized her. She ran her hands over my thighs, softly scratching my clit with her nails. She inhaled my intoxicating scents. Then immediately, she took a long lick from the bottom of my pussy to the top of my clit.

    She pressed my tongue onto my clit and started to move it in circles. Grinding her face on my pussy, she drank most of my cum. I pulled her face into my pussy, while I crushed her head with my thighs. I wrapped her lips around my clit, and she began to suck me harder.

    Divya: Holy shit! I am seeing heavens right now.

    Me: Fuck Divya! Suck me harder!

    I have never cum this hard before. I screamed so loud that someone passing by her house must have heard us. She cockily lapped up as I rode wave after wave of orgasms. I cummed all over her face and into her mouth.

    She continued to swirl her tongue around until I shoved her away. I took a few deep breaths trying to recover. Thinking something naughty, she gave a grin looking at me. Suddenly she brought her cum filled mouth, and she locked my lips with it. Hic! I tasted some of my own cum.

    I did not want to take in my own cum, so I gave her a small jerk. I accidentally pushed her a bit harder than I expected, so she fell down. But stupid Divya, she caught me just before she had a big fall. I, too, dropped down along with her to the floor. Luckily, It was just a comfortable fall and not a rash one.

    In a quick motion, she pulled me on top of her in a 69 position. I kneeled down over her head, facing her feet. I bent forward, and I kissed, licked, and sucked her clit. Her cum gushed out while I was fucking her. I drank every drop of it. It was so sweet and juicy.

    She placed her hands on my ass cheeks, and she caressed it. I felt her sweet mouth on my pussy. She submerged her face into my pussy, and she licked my asshole and pussy lips.

    Suddenly I replaced my tongue with my fingers. I put my fingers inside, and I rubbed it gently. She gave out muffled squeals and moan as my pussy soaked her face.

    Divya: Mmmmfuck! Aaahh! You are so good!

    We laid tightly close as our bodies convulsed slower and slower. I pulled my fingers from her, and I gently kissed her cunt. I patted her sweet pussy. Our breathing and heart rates finally started to slow down.

    We both hugged and kissed each other normally for a while. Then, after that, she helped me to clean up and wash. I, too, helped her for the same. We awkwardly fumbled upon to wrap ourselves with a towel.

    Divya got a little bit horny all of a sudden. She took a camera, and she started clicking photos of me. But I did not like it. I put my head down, and I tightly covered myself with the towel in embarrassment.

    To my surprise, Divya did not force me any further. Instead, she requested me to take pictures of her. She threw off her towel, and she got butt naked.

    She made different slutty poses. She squeezed her tits, fingered her pussy, and scratched her ass. I captured all these naughty moments. In the end, we both took a snap kissing each other.

    After the hard fucking session and the photoshoot, we both laid naked on the bed. I was hugging her closely while she was cuddling with my hair. Before we slept, we both had a small conversation. I revealed my fantasies to her.

    Divya: Anu, can I ask you something?

    Me: Yes, tell me.

    Divya: Did I make you a lesbian?

    Me: No, I am not a lesbian, and I never wish to be a lesbian. But, I just love you. I love you so much. And hence, my true love changed to lesbian love for you.

    Divya: But still, I just took advantage of your feelings. I took advantage of your love, and I made you a slave.

    Me: I let my loyalty turn into slavery. You need not feel guilty for this. You did not do anything wrong.

    Suddenly she hugged me more closely, and she massaged my battered ass. It hurt a bit, but the pain was very comforting. I gave a sharp moan.

    Me: Ouch!

    Divya: Did you really like whatever I did to you?

    Me: Yes, I liked the love, the pain, the moan, and the pleasure. I really loved everything you did for me today. But I know you would still tease me for liking to be spanked.

    Divya: No, nothing like that. I swear.

    Me (mocking): You would still laugh at me for liking to get spanked by a man.

    Divya: No, Anu. I am really very amazed to see this soft-hearted side of you. I never imagined that you possess such kindness inside you. You are really an angel of every man’s dream.

    Me(mocking): Yes, I am an angel for a filthy witch’s fantasy too.

    I pouted at her while she smiled back at me. She suddenly tried to change the topic.

    Divya: Anu, what does fantasy mean?

    Me: Why this sudden question?

    Divya: No, simply asking.

    Me: A fantasy is a pleasant situation that you enjoy thinking about but is unlikely to happen.

    Divya: Can you tell me some of your fantasies?

    Me: Why the hell should I tell you?

    Divya: Sharing your fantasy is not a bad thing. I am just asking you as a friend.

    Me: Hmm… ok. I’ll tell.

    Me: I want a guy to undress me, lick my navel, suck my tits, fuck my pussy and sleep together naked.

    Divya: But Anu, these would happen even if you have normal sex with a man. I want to know your biggest fantasy.

    Me: Why putting it so twisted? Just ask me straight. You want to know about my real BDSM fantasy. But if I tell it, you will definitely tease or laugh at me.

    Divya: No, no. You are getting it wrong. I did not actually mean BDSM fantasy. I swear that I will not tease you.

    Me: Hmmm, yes, this is not exactly BDSM, but this is what I actually mean when I say fantasy.

    Me: My biggest fantasy is, I want a millionaire to make me his mistress. He must be rich, smart, intelligence, good-looking, fit, tall, and handsome. I want him to make me the most precious thing in his life. In return, I want to be a slave of his desires.

    Me: I want to submit my body to him. I want to give my total control to him and be controlled by him. I want to be tied helplessly. I want him to tie me and make me want him more. I want him to use my body for his pleasures.

    Me: He must be a big businessman doing a very hectic job or work. If he works from home, I want him to make me an item of human furniture for his legs, ass, or laptop to rest. I want to give him blowjobs wearing his shirt each time when he takes a short break.

    Me: If he comes home late from work. I want to do all the cleaning in the house wearing sexy lingerie. I want to sleep innocently on the floor, waiting for him to knock on the door. I want him to carry me in his arms to the bed and fuck me before he sleeps.
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    Me: If his day goes bad, I want him to punish me for being a bad girl. I want him to strip me naked with force. I want him to slap my boobs, spank my ass and spit on my pussy. I want him to tie me to the bed and fuck me until I beg enough to stop.

    Me: If his day goes well, I want him to reward me for being a good girl. I want him to let me snuggle and kiss me gently on my forehead. I want him to smooch me, caress me, and cuddle me with immense love and affection.

    Me: I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want to rest my head on his shoulder. I want his arms to cover me and always protect me. His choice, his desire, his sexuality, his pleasure, his command, and his will would be my life and my purpose.

    Me: Well! I have told everything to you. You may think that this is stupid, but this is a part of me.

    Divya: This is definitely not stupid. I am really amazed hearing such imaginations you possess. It is extremely fascinating.

    Me: Yes, this is just imagination or dream, which cannot happen in reality. That is what fantasies mean.

    Divya: No, you are wrong. Dreams and fantasies can become a reality. You never know. It might happen.

    To be continued.

    I hope you all liked this story. Please do send me your feedback to [email protected]. Thank you all. Love you, guys!

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  • Fucked Married Dr. Pallavi In Her Clinic

    Hello readers, this is JP from Mangalore. Sorry for the delay. Now that I am back, let’s continue with the story of a married Indian girl Dr. Pallavi. I always say the stories posted here may be real or fake, it’s up to the readers to decide.

    Let’s begin from where I stopped last time. I was on my way back home when I remembered that I had not taken her number. I head back to her place but it was late. Her family was back and I could not do anything. I drove off back to my place.

    Life moved on. I was back in Bangalore and occupied with work. Days passed and it was almost two months. I barely remember the things that happened between me and Dr. Pallavi. But strangely, things had not yet finished with this married Indian girl.

    It happened one Friday. I was browsing some details for work. A pop-up got pressed non-intentionally.

    This led me to a webpage, “Find doctors.” It was a newly launched webpage. There was a search button there with columns that had to be filled.

    I was curious. I filled the columns and pressed the search button. A list of 20 doctors with photos and names popped up on the screen. Without much interest, I scrolled to the second page and then to the third page.

    I was about to close the page when I noticed a familiar face and the name read Dr. Pallavi! I clicked on the name and selected more options. The webpage opened with all the details that I needed. I got her clinic address and number.

    I immediately dialed that number which was picked up by her assistant/receptionist. She told me that appointments were booked for the day and to call the next morning to make an appointment for the next day.

    According to the webpage, the doctor was available only till noon on Saturdays and Sundays was an off day. The next morning I tried again to book an appointment but got the same excuse.

    I was desperate to meet her and so I somehow convinced the assistant on the phone. On request, she discussed with the doctor and I got an appointment as the last patient for the day.

    I was in the clinic 10 minutes before noon on a Saturday. Three people were waiting before me, while I was the last patient.

    The doctor’s assistant was roaming in and out of the cabin and attending to the phone calls at the receptionist’s desk. Two patients left after their turn and I waited for my turn for more than 30 minutes.

    The assistant was about to leave so I asked her about the doctor’s leaving time. She informed me that doctor will leave only after attending all her appointments.

    At last, it was my turn and there was no one except me and the doctor. As the last person left, I entered the cabin and there she was my married doctor sitting on a chair.

    She was wearing a black, half-sleeve shirt, tugged inside creamy leggings. Her hair was tied into a pony-tail and her glasses stuck over her forehead. A white doctor’s coat hung on the chair.

    She told me to sit while her head was down scribbling something in a book. After a few minutes, she closed the book saying “What pro ..,” and stopped her sentence mid-way looking at me with a surprised expression.

    Me: Hi!

    Dr. Pallavi: Wha..what are you doing here? How? Why? (She was in a totally confused state).

    She got a phone call. She got tense. Maybe it was Vikas, her husband. I heard her saying that she got patients to attend to and told the caller not to wait for lunch.

    She continued with some other talks and lastly, I heard this, “Will reach as soon as I finish here and there is no need to come here to the clinic.” She ended her call with a bye.

    Dr. Pallavi: Why are you here?

    Me: Last time I could not get your number Pallavi. So I am here to get it (I said this jokingly).

    Dr. Pallavi: Seriously! Is that what you expect me to believe?

    (There was a seriousness in her tone. I needed some better explanation to convince her).

    Me: Pallavi, I came here to treat my lower abdomen problem.

    Dr. Pallavi: If that is the case, please go and lie on the examination table and I will check on it right away.

    The table was kept on the right side corner of the cabin with curtains to cover that area. I got up and went to lie on it. She followed me with a stethoscope in her hand.

    She asked: So, what is the problem?

    Me: It pains near the lower part of my abdomen doctor.

    Dr. Pallavi: Ok pull your shirt up and tell me where it pains. (She put her hand over my stomach and pressed softly. It sent a chill down my spine and it made my cock rise).

    Me: Not there. A bit lower, doctor (she moved her fingers a little lower).

    Dr. Pallavi: Here?

    Pallavi kept repeating the same again and again as she went lower, till her fingers touched my pants. But I told her it was still lower. My bulge was big enough now to be noticed. She moved her fingers down over my bulge and pressed it with soft hands.

    Me: Yes. This is the spot it pains. It needs to be treated before it gets worse.

    Dr. Pallavi: Stop this nonsense. I am not an idiot. You may have fooled me two times and it was my mistake. But it won’t happen again.

    (Her words may sound like she didn’t want this to happen but I knew she wanted this to happen).

    Pallavi removed her hand but I swiftly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards me. She did not fall on me, instead, her hand was on my chest which kept a distance between us. But our eyes met each other. We stared at each other for a few minutes.

    Then she got back to her senses and pulled her wrist out from my grip. She went back to her desk. Her breathing was heavy.

    I stepped out of the bed. I went straight towards her and hugged her from behind. She bent a little and kept her hands on the desk for support due to this sudden, fast movement. I had one hand on her stomach and another one was near her neck just a little above her breasts.

    I spooned Pallavi hard and my cock was poking her ass crack. After a minute or so I moved my hand and unbuttoned her above two buttons. She was shivering as I put my hand inside her shirt and grabbed one of her breasts over the bra.

    I kissed her neckline and moved on kissing her ear lobe. I started to unbutton her shirt from below with one hand still fondling her breasts one by one.

    I pulled her shirt down with both my hands slowly, while still kissing her neckline along with her mangalsutra. That movement was intense. She didn’t resist what I was doing neither did she respond.

    Then I kissed her shoulder and then slipped off her left bra strap. I moved my hands underneath brushing her breasts and unhooked her dark, blue padded bra from the front.

    I removed it and threw it on the chair. She was top-less. I put my hands on her again and pulled her nipples with two fingers. A moan skipped her mouth. I twisted, pinched, and played with it, and moans escaped here and there.

    I turned her around. I pulled off my old blue t-shirt and we both were half-naked. The mangalsutra was hanging between her breasts. I held her face and kissed her on the lips.  Pallavi didn’t respond.

    Then I pulled her chin up to see her face. I think she was again in a confused state. I tried to kiss her again. She moved her head sideways trying to avoid my kiss.

    Dr. Pallavi: Please stop this. I am married. I shouldn’t cheat on my husband. Please move away from me.

    Me: You are not cheating on your husband. I am your husband.

    Dr. Pallavi: Are you mad? What are you saying? My husband is Vikas.

    Me: Yaa, Vikas is your first. I am your second.

    Dr. Pallavi: It doesn’t make you my husband if we had sex.

    Me: No, we are married. Last time we met, I put this mangalsutra on you. See this.

    I picked up the mangalsutra in between my teeth and showed it to her. For a few seconds, the married lady doctor went blank. Then she put forward her face and lip-locked me with the mangalsutra in between!

    Our tongues played with each other. Mixed saliva was flowing out over the mangalsutra. My hands moved from her face to her breasts and played with those for some time.

    Then I moved to her hips and bareback. I placed my hands on her butt. Slowly, I lifted her and made her sit on the desk. I broke the kiss and moved to suckle on her breasts while caressing her back.

    I moved down to taste the married girl’s deep navel. She was moaning all the time. I removed her heels. I stripped her leggings along with her panty and removed them. Then I kissed her from toe to her vertical lips without sparing an inch. I widened her legs and put my tongue in her pussy. It was wet.

    I ate the aroused lady doctor’s pussy till she got her first orgasm. She ejaculated into my mouth and I drank all her fluids.

    After cleaning her pussy with my tongue, I sat back on the chair. Pallavi was breathing restlessly still she came down kneeling in front of me. She said something that stunned me,

    Dr. Pallavi: It is time to return the favor.

    Me: I thought you didn’t like to do it. Last time you didn’t want to do it.

    Dr. Pallavi: Last time I wasn’t ready for new things. Now, I want to try new things with my husband.

    She smiled and unzipped my pant. She then released my cock out from my undies. It was dripping with precum. She was holding it with two fingers and touched the tip with another finger.

    Pallavi brought her face nearer to it and stared at it with hesitation. She took a deep breath and licked it. Then she closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

    She was taking too much time to give me a blowjob and this was getting too much for me to handle. I held her head with both hands and pushed her down.

    In a single movement, my throbbing dick was fully in her mouth. She gagged and opened her eyes wide. Then I made her move up and down still holding her head.

    For more than 5 minutes, this continued. Her saliva was all over my pants. I moved my hands to strip off my pants. She got off my cock coughing and stood up wiping sticky stuff from her face.

    I was not done yet. I pulled her and made her sit over my dick. It slid into her love-hole. She sat like that for a while and held her legs up. With the support of the chair arms, she humped my cock giving fine strokes.

    My cock was moving in and out and was gripped by her inner muscles. After some time she was tired and could not move. I lifted her and placed her on the desk.

    Then I covered her mouth to suppress her loud moans with one hand and my other hand was playing with her hard nipples. I pounded her hard for some time and then slowed down.

    After a few more strong strokes, we both were ready to climax. I stopped humping and looked at her face. I moved down to her face and gave her a passionate kiss. We smooched for more than 10 minutes. I wanted it to last for a long time. But she was desperate to end this session.

    With all her might, the married doctor pushed from below which was strong enough for both of us to cum together.

    After emptying my cum, I stayed in her pussy for some time and then stood up. Slowly my dick had become limp and I pulled out. We both were sweaty and exhausted.

    I sat on the chair for a while. She pulled up and sat on the desk itself. After everything became normal, she looked at me and smiled. We wore our clothes, but she put on my t-shirt and I put on her shirt.

    She smiled again, came towards me, and kissed me on my cheeks. I kissed her forehead and chin.

    Dr. Pallavi: I never got to know your name.

    Me: It is ‘JP’, your second husband. And I never got your number.

    She laughed aloud at this and kissed me on my lips again. She gave me her number. It was 3:40 pm already and her first husband would be waiting. So, we left the building with a good hug. We drove our vehicles and went our way.

    This is the end of this part. I will share more encounters with her and would write down new ones soon. Any girls or ladies interested, please drop a mail.

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  • DSC Client Se Mulakaat Chudai Mein Badli

    Hello dosto mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh. Aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le ki main apki hot bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar ap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.

    Main 34 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekhke pant se bahar aane lagta hai woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

    Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah pel sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani.

    Delhi sex chat ke baare mein to aap sab jaante hi hai. Aap mere sath baat karne ke sath-sath mujhe waha par dekh bhi sakte hai. Jaise hazaaro launde aur mard mujhe waha dekh-dekh kar apna lund hilate hai aur apni garmi nikalte hai.

    Ye kahani aise hi ek launde ki hai. Jo mujhe kuch din pehle mila aur hamne zabardast maze kiye.

    To baat hai January month ke pehle hafte ki. Main aur mere pati Ghosh babu ghoomne ke liye Amritsar gaye the. Waha pe hum Jalian Wala Baag dekhne gaye the. Mujhe kya pata tha ki baag dekhne ke chakkar mein mujhe chudai ka maza bhi mil jayega.

    2 January ko hum Amritsar pahunch gaye. Waha jake hamne ek hotel mein stay kiya. Hotel ki reception par ek budha sa aadmi tha. Usne humko room dikhaya aur humko room pasand aa gaya. Hamne room ke charges pay kiye aur room mein chale gaye.

    Dosto ghoomne jaane ka maza tabhi aata hai, waha par palang-tod sex karne ko mile. Lekin aap sab to jaante hi hai ki mera pati kitna bada nalla hai. To uske sath to ye palangtod chudai mumkin hi nahi hai. Lekin mera jism itna hot hai, ki main duniya ke kisi bhi kone mein chali jau, mujhe lund mil hi jaate hai.

    Aisa hi kuch us hotel mein bhi hua. Subha jab hamne hotel mein room liya tha, to reception pe ek budha aadmi tha. Hum shaam ko baahar aaye, ghoomne jaane ke liye. Toh us waqt waha pe ek jawaan aur tagda ladka baitha tha. Usne jaise hi mujhe dekha, woh dekhta hi reh gaya. Mujhe uski hairaani thodi si ajeeb si lagi.

    Ye theek baat hai ki mere mote stann aur gaand dekh kar ladke mujhe hawas bhari nigaaho se dekhte hai. Lekin woh to kuch zyada hi hairaan lag raha tha. Mera dhyan bahar ghoomne ki taraf tha. To maine uspe zyada dhyan nahi diya. Main aur mere pati dono baahar chale gaye.

    Hum log kafi ghoome bahar aur bohut maza aaya. Kami bas ek thi ki wapas hotel jaake mujhe bina sex ke sona padna tha. Hum log late night wapas aaye. Jab hum hotel mein ghuse, us waqt woh ladka reception par nahi tha.

    Jab hum room ka darwaza kholne lage, to woh pehle se hi khula tha. Hum hairaan the ki room pehle se kaise khula hai. Jab hum ander gaye to woh ladka ander tha aur uske sath ek sweeper bhi tha.

    Hamare poochne par usne bola ki room clean karwane ke liye hamara room khola gaya tha. Hum kafi thak chuke the. Hum dono fresh hue aur bed pe so gaye.

    Main apne pati ki taraf dekhne lagi, ki kaise itni hot biwi ke hote hue bhi us sale ko sone ki padi thi. Meri chut mein aag lag rahi thi aur main sex karna chahti thi. Tabhi achanak mobile vibrate hone ki aawaz aayi.

    Maine side table par dekha to hum dono ke phone wahi the. Lekin unme se koi bhi vibrate nahi kar raha tha. Maine mobile utha ke bhi check kiye, koi mobile vibrate nahi ho raha tha. Lekin aawaz fir bhi aa rahi thi.

    Tabhi mera dhyan bed ke neeche gaya. Waha ek phone pada tha. Maine usko uthaya aur check kiya. Usme WhatsApp pe koi message aaya hua tha. Mujhe laga ki ye sweeper ka phone hoga, isliye maine message check nahi kiya.

    Lekin jab lagataar message aa rahe the, to maine socha ki ek bar check kar hi leti hu. Maine WhatsApp khola. Usme saare ke saare video messages hi the. Jab maine ek video play kari to usme koi aurat apni chut mein fingering kar rahi thi.

    Video ki oonchi aawaz aayi to main darr gayi aur jaldi se aawaz dheemi ki. Fir maine apne soye hue kumbhkaran pati ki taraf dekha, ki kahi usne kuch sun to nahi liya. Lekin woh saand ki tarah soye hue the.

    Meri chut mein to pehle se hi aag lag rahi thi. To maine socha kyu na bathroom mein jaake videos dekhi jaye aur fingering ki jaye. Main bed de uthi aur bathroom mein chali gayi.

    Maine red colour ki nighty pehni hui thi. Jisme mera jism kamaal ka lag raha tha. Night ke neeche maine black panty aur black bra pehne hue the. Us waqt agar koi mard mujhe dekh leta to lund pe hath lagate hi apna maal nikaal deta.

    Main bathroom mein gayi aur toilet seat pe baith gayi. Maine apni nighty upar ki aur apni gori-gori jaangho ko sehlaane lagi. Fir maine video chalai. Usme bhi ladki ka hath chut pe hi tha.

    Maine bhi apna hath panty ke upar se hi chut pe rakha aur apni chut sehlaane lagi. Jaise hi video mein camera aurat ke chehre pe aaya, mere hosh ud gaye. Woh aurat main hi thi aur woh video DSC se record kari gayi thi.

    Video dekhke meri fatne lagi. Maine jis number se messages aa rahe the, usi number pe call kiya. Saamne se kisi ladke ne phone uthaya. Maine usse poocha ki woh kon hai aur kya chahta hai aur usne ye phone yaha kyu rakha hai.

    Usne kaha ki woh DSC pe mera client hai aur woh mujhe fingering karte hue live dekhna chahta hai. Usne kaha ki iske liye woh mujhe pay bhi karega. Pehle to maine socha ki main usko naa boldu.

    Lekin fir maine socha ki fingering to karni hi hai. To kyu na uske saamne karke usko bhi maza lene du aur sath hi paise bhi ban jayenge. Maine usko yes bol diya. Usne mujhe sath wale room mein aane ko kaha.

    Main bathroom de bahar aayi aur dheere se apne room se bahar aa gayi. Sath waale room ka darwaza khula tha, to main ander chali gayi. Room mein andhera tha.

    Maine light on ki to mere saamne bed pe ek jawan ladka baitha tha. Ye ladka aur koi nahi, woh reception wala handsome ladka tha. Usko dekhte hi mere muh mein paani aa gaya.

    Usne muhjse kaha ki woh mera bohut bada fan hai. Usne mujhe kafi saare paise diye aur kaha ki woh mera jalwa dekhna chahta hai. Main bhi poori garam thi. Main bed pe baith gayi aur woh uthke saamne padi chair pe baith gaya.

    Fir maine dheere-dheere apni nighty upar karke usko apni gori aur sexy taange dikhayi. Fir maine nighty ko aur upar uthaya aur apni panty ke darshan karwaye usko.

    Main khadi ho gayi aur doosri taraf face karke maine apni gaand uske samne kardi. Maine jhuk ke apne hath bed pe rakh liya aur ab uske samne meri sexy aur moti gaand thi.

    Meri sexy jaanghe aur meri black panty mein meri gaand dekh-kar uska lund khada ho gaya. Woh apna lund pant mein upar se daba raha tha. Fir maine apni nighty aur upar uthayi aur usko nikaal diya.

    Ab main sirf bra aur panty pe thi. Mera gora jism uske lund ke sholay bhadka raha tha. Usne apni pant neeche ki aur apne underwear ke upar se lund ko masalne laga.

    Main bed pe let gayi aur nagin ki tarah tadapne lagi. Is tarah mujhe dekh kar koi bhi mard apne aap pe kaabu nahi rakh sakta. Maine apni taange kholi aur apni chut ko sehlaane lagi aur apne boobs dabane lagi.

    Fir maine apni panty nikaal di aur usko apni chut khol ke dikhayi. Woh mujhe aankhen phaad-phaad ke dekh raha tha. Fir maine apni bra bhi utaar di aur bed pe apne ghutno ke bal baith gayi.

    Maine apne nipples ko choosna shuru kar diya aur apni chut bhi masalti rahi. Uska lund poori tarah tann chuka tha. Jaise hi usne apna lund pant se baahar nikaala, uska 7-inch ka lund dekh kar mere muh mein paani aa gaya.

    Mere jism mein aag lagi hui thi aur main apne aap ko control nahi kar paa rahi thi. Maine usse apni chudai karwaane ka mann bana liya tha. Main bed ee utarke uske paas gayi aur ghutno ke bal uske saamne baith gayi.

    Maine uska lund pakad liya aur uski taraf dekhke ek horny smile di. Maine uska lund apne muh mein daal liya. Usne kaha ki uske paas aur paise nahi hai. Maine usko kaha ki aaj mera mood acha hai, isliye main uspe apni kripa kar rahi hu.

    Sach to ye tha ki uska lund dekhte meri chut reh nahi paa rahi thi. Maine zor-zor se uska lund choosna shuru kar diya. Woh aahen bharne laga. Usne mere baal pakad liye aur apna lund mere muh mein ander-baahar karne laga.

    Mujhe bada swaad aa raha tha, uska lund chooske. Fir main khadi ho gayi aur uska lund pakad kar maine us ladke ko khada kiya. Main uska land kheenchke usko bed tak le gayi. Main bed pe let gayi aur apni taange uske saamne khol di.

    Meri taange khuli dekhke uski aankhen chamak gayi. Usne jaldi se apne kapde utaare aur mere upar aa gaya. Woh lund meri chut mein daalne laga, to maine usko rok diya. Maine usko pehle apni chut ko chaatne ko kaha.

    Woh neeche hua aur usne meri chut mein jeebh maarni shuru ki. Thodi hi der mein woh jaanwaro ki tarah meri chut ko khaane laga. Mujhe bada maza aa raha tha. Woh poori jeebh meri chut mein daal raha tha.

    Maine apni chut ka paani uske muh mein hi chodh diya aur woh saara paani pee gaya. Iske baad woh mere upar aaya aur mere hontho ko choosne laga. Uske muh pe meri chut ka paani laga hua tha. Usne meri jaange upar uthayi aur lund meri chut mein daal diya.

    Usne ek hi baar mein zor ka dhaaka maarke meri chut mein poora lund daal diya aur meri ‘Ahh’ nikal gayi. Usne mujhpe apna poora weight daal diya aur full speed pe meri chudai karne laga.

    Main ‘Aah, aah,’ kar rahi thi aur jannat ki sair pe thi. Woh poore josh mein tha aur apna poora zor laga raha tha. Woh mere hontho ko ek second ke liye bhi nahi chodh raha tha.

    20 minutes tak woh lagataar meri chut chodta raha aur is beech main teen baar jhad chuki thi. Finally, usne lund meri chut se nikaala aur mere muh ke upar aa gaya.

    Usne apna poora lund mere muh mein ghusa liya jisse meri saans ruk gayi. Main saans rukne se tadap rahi thi, lekin woh lund nahi nikaal raha tha. Usne apna lund mere gale tak dhakela aur apna maal mere gale mein hi nikaal diya.

    Bada hi aanand aa raha tha, kyuki woh asli mard ka bachha tha. Woh meri side pe let gaya. Main uske upar chadh gayi aur usse apne nipples chuswaane lagi. Usne bade ache se mere nipples choose, jisse meri chaati ko bhut sukoon mila.

    Main sath-sath uska lund bhi hila rahi thi, jisse uska lund firse khada ho chuka tha. Maine uska lund pakda aur apni gaand mein daal liya. Usne meri gaand ko apne haatho se jakda aur uchal-uchal ke lund meri gaand ke ander-baahar karne laga.

    Jab fir se josh mein aaya to usne mujhe bed pe ulta lita diya aur lund meri gaand mein daal diya. Uske weight se main bilkul bed pe chipki hui thi.

    Woh kutiya ki tarah meri gaand chod raha tha aur meri peeth par daanto se kaat bhi raha tha. Uski chudai se meri aag thandi ho rahi thi. Thodi der gaand maarne ke baad usne lund firse meri chut mein daal diya.

    Usne mujhe ghodi banaya aur mere baal pakadke kheench liya. Usne 30 minutes tak meri chut chodi, jisse meri chut ki deeware thodi chil bhi gayi. End mein usne apna maal meri chut mein hi nikaal diya aur hum dono thak kar bed par hi gir pade aur so gaye.

    Thodi der baad meri aankh khuli. Woh abhi bhi soya hua tha. Maine nighty pehni aur bra aur panty uthaye aur wapas apne room mein chali gayi.

    Mujhe bohut zyada maza aaya apni chudai karwaake. Agli subha hamne hotel se check-out kar liya. Woh ladka raat ke baad mujhe dobaara nahi dikha.

    Agar aap log bhi mere sath maza karna chahte hai to 📲mujhe call zaroor kare . Kya pata kis mod pe hum log aamne saamne aa jaaye aur main aapke bistar ki raani ban jau. Agar aap mujhe call karenge toh main aap ko pehchaan lungi. Love you all.

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  • Flightil Pani Pennai Oothen – Part 2

    Hi friends, aval kutai pavadai aninthu kondu irukum pozhuthu athai paarthu kuthiyil naaku poda aasai patu vaayil echu oorikondu irunthen. Durgavum ennai vaitha kangal edukamal paaarthu sight adithukondu irunthaal.

    Athu iravu neram enbathaal anaivarum urangi kondu irunthaargal, en arugil oru pen amarnthu irunthaal. Aval kanavan aval arugil amarnthu irunthaal, avargal iruvarum urangikondu irunthaargal. Aval kanavan jenal ooramaaaga amarnthu urangikondu irunthaan, avan vayathu 45 irukum aval manaiviku en vayathu thaan avathu pola therinthathu.

    Naan durgavai kangalaal paarthu en arugil vaa endru azhaithen, aval en arugil vanthaal appozhuthu aval kaathi toilet sendru sex seiyalam endru solinen. Aval muthalil bayanthaal athalam vendam endru solinaal, yaarum parkatha neram paarthu aval kutai pavadaikul kaiyai vitu kuthiyai thadavinen. Durga kaiyai pidithu kuthiyil irunthu veliyil eduthu vital.

    Nee suma iruka matiye sari iru naan apadi seiya mudiyuma endru paarkiren endru solinaal. Chennai airport sela 4 mani neram aagum, innum mundru mani neram aagugirathu, enaku oru 10 nimidam kidaithaal pothum avalai oothu mudika. Durga nadanthu selum pozhuthu aval soothai paarthen, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa athai paarkum pozhuthe kuthiyil sunniyai vitu ooka aasai vanthathu.

    Aval siru penaaga irunthaalum sexiyaana soothu vaithu irunthaal, nala valaivu nelivu irunthathu. Pengal udambil valaivu nelivu irunthaal thaan paarkum pozhuthum ookum pozhuthum vasathiyaaga irukum. Durga thiru thiruvendum muzhithukondu irunthaal, sari ival bayapadugiraal naam thaan ehtavathu muyarchi seiya vendum endru ninaithen.

    Sutri sutri paarthen anaivarum urangi irunthaargal, appozhuthu en arugil iruntha manaivi vizhuthu kondu ena paarkareergal endru ketu vital? Ondrum illai anaivarum urangi vitargala endru parthen endru soli sirithen. Manaivi aval kanavan eppozhuthu uranguvan endru paarthu irunthu urangiya piner en udan pesinaal.

    Ival vera avasaram puriyaamal en idam pesikondu irukirale endru ninaithen, neengal entha oor endru ketal? Naan Coimbatore endru solinen. Naanum Coimbatore thaan paarungalen namathu santhipu eppadi irukirathu endru solinaal. Pinbu en mugavari enathu mobile number vangi kondu enaku oru missed call koduthu number save panikongal endraal.

    Aanal sugam sola kudathu manaivi sexiyaaga irunthaal, aval amarnthu irunthathaal avalin arumai enaku theriyaamal irunthathu. Sirithu neram manaivi en udan pesikondu irunthaal pinbu aval kanavan ezhuthukolum satham ketathum aparam chat seiyungal endru soli aval kangalil podum thuniyai potukondaal.

    Durga enai poramaiyaaga paarthukondu irunthaal, naan ena seivathu avale vanthu pesinaal. Naan manaivi idam pesiyathu avaluku en meethu athiga eerpai vara vaithathu, pothuvaaga ilam pengaluku poramai athiagamaaga varum. Durgavum en udan veru oru pen pesiyathai paarthu athigamaaga poramai kondal.

    Avalai naan paarkum pozhuthu mugam muzhuvathum kovamaaga irunthathu, mani iravu 12 aanathu toilet pine irunthathu. Pine parkum pozhuthu anaivarum urangikondu irunthaargal, naan ezhuthu durga arugil sendren. Aval toilet arugil thaan nindru kondu irunthaal, aval kaiyai pidithu nerga toiletkul azhaithu sendru viten.

    Ulle sendrathum durga bayanthaal veliye yaravathu paarthu vida pogiraargal endrum solinaal. Bayapadathe 10 nimitham thaan endru soli avalai kati pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithen, haaaaaaa aval siriya ithazai sappi suvaika aarambithen, lipstick pottukondu sexiyaga irunthaal. Ithazhai sappi mulaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithen.

    Aval kutai pavadaikul kaiyai vitu kuthiyai thadavinen, pinbu naan kutha vaithu amarnthu avalai madupola kuniya vaithu aval pentiyai thudai varai kayati kuthiyil vaai vaithu naaka aarambithen. Unmaiyil intha nilaiyl mugathai soothil vaithu pundaiyai nakuvathu oru thani sugam thaan. Pundaiyai nandraaga echi seithu sappinen.

    Durga moodu eeri satham podamal haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal, flight agayathil parathukondu irunthathu. Aagayathil naan paranthu kondu pundaiyai suvaithu kondu irunthen, pundaiyaai suvaipathum oru thani sugam thaan. Avalin kuthiyai nandraaga naki konde irunthen, pinbu oru kaalai thuki pundaiku adiyil sendru naaku poten.

    Intha nilaiyil nandraaga pundaiyai naka mudinthathu, sirithu neram pundaiyai nakivitu aval satai butonai kayati mualaiyai veliyil eduthu kaambai sappa aarambithen. Kaambai sappi vitu en sunniyai veliyil eduthu durgavin vaaiyil kutha vaika vaithu sunniyai vitu oomba viten. Intha murai durga sunniyai eppadi oombuvathu endru katrukondaal.

    Sunniyai sexiyaaga sappi suvaika aarambithaal, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu. Sirithu neram vaaiyil sunniyai vitu vitu eduthen, aval vaai sirithaaga irunthathaal sunniyai athigam ulle vida mudiya vilai. Sunni munaiyai matum vaaikul vitu vitu eduthu oomba vaithen, durga sunniyai urinthu sappinaal. Sugamaaga irunthathu pinbu avalai nindraa nilaiyil oru kaalai thuki pidithu sunniyai pundaiyil irakinen.

    Sunni kuthiyil selum pozhuthu sugam ear pada aarambithathu, haaaaaaaaaaaaa irukam athigamaaga irunthathu. Sexiyaaga sunniyai pundaiyil vitu matter poda aarambithen, durga haaaaaaa haaaaaaaa ahaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithaal. Sirithu neram intha nilaiyil oothuvitu pinbu avalai cow nilaiyil kuthiyil sunniyai vitu sex seithen.

    Avalin siriya soothai pidithu pundaiyil oothen, appozhuthu durgavirku moodu eeri aval pundaiyil kanju vanthathu. Sexiyaaga oothu aval kuthiyil kanju vara vaithen, pinbu durga mendum sunniyai sappi oombinaal. Yaarvathu vanthu vida pogiraargal endru vegamaaga kai adithu kanjai aval vaaiyil adithu ootrinen.

    Durga kanjai muzhuvathum sappi kudithaal, sugamaaga irunthathu. Kanju vanthathum sirithu neram aval vaaiyil sunniyai vaithu irunthen. Pinbu adaiyai sari seithu kondu aval muthalil veliyil sendraal, naanum udane veliyil sendren appozhuthu en arugil amarnthu iruntha manaivi nanum durgavum ondraaga veli varuvathai paarthu vital

    Naan avalai paarka aval ennai paarthaal, enaku therinthathu aval nanum durgavum ulle ena seithukondu irunthom enbathai purinthukondu irupaal endru. Manaivi arugil vanthu amarnthen, ena air hostess udan ellam toilet sendru varugureergal endru ketal? Enaku appozhuthu ena soli samalipathu endru theriya vilai amaithiyaaga sirithu viten.

    Durgaval sariyaaga nadanthu sela mudiya vilai thangi thangi nadanthu sendraal, manaivi ennai paarthu paarungal avalaga sariyaaga nadaka kuda mudiya villai endraal. Naan ondrum seiya vilai endru solinen, aanal eppadi munbe ungaluku pazhakama vanthathil irunthu paarthu thaan irunthen neengal saigai koduthu avalai kupitukondu irunthathum aval kaathil etho pesiyathum anaithaiyum paarthu thaan irunthen.

    Illai aval en pakathu veedu thaan endru solinen, oh athanaal thaan ipadiya ok ok endru soli sirithaal. Manaivi en udan sirithu pesinaal pinbu en kangalai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthal, haaaaaaaaa unmaiyil aval kangal athiga bothai koduthathu. Aval kangale pala kaamam pesiyathu aanal naan ithu naal vaai thirumanam aana pengalai sex seithathe kidaiyaathu.

    Muthal muraiyaaga oru vaaipu kidaithathu, thirumanathirku munbu manaiviyai oothu paarthida vendum endru ninaithen. Thairiyamaaga aval thudaiyil kai vaithen, manaivi ethuvum sola villai aval kanavanai thirumbi paarthaal. Flightily yaravathu avalai paarkiraargala endrum paarthaal yarum paarka villai endru therinthu en ithazhil kiss adithaal.

    Ithu pondru anubavam vaintha pengal ennai kiss seithathe ilai sexiyaaga kiss seithu sappinaal. Iruvarum nandraaga kiss adithom, aval mulaiyil kai vaithu thadavinen. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa parka thaan mulai sirithaaga irupathu pola irukirathu pidithu parkum pozhuthu thaan athu evalavu perithaaga irukirathu endru therigirathu. Thodarum.

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  • The Milf Next Door

    Hi everyone, hope you all are doing well. So this story is about an incident that happened almost a month ago when I tried to seduce the milf next door. From the title, you might already know what’s about to happen, but I’ll let you in on the details of it here.

    Before starting the story, a quick intro about myself. I’m Sahil, 22 years of age from Mumbai. I guess that’s sufficient, and you would be more interested in the story than me.

    Coming to the incident, let me give you an overview. I live with my parents in a good locality in Mumbai. We inherited our grandfather’s property and turned it into a 3bhk flat. Our old neighbors moved back to their native place during the lockdown as they faced a lot of severe business losses.

    We were sad because we had formed a good bond with them over the years. A few weeks after they left, we got to know from the secretary that a new couple will temporarily move here.

    The guy’s company made arrangements for them to live here as they got stuck during the lockdown. They asked him to work from Mumbai itself for a few months. A few days went by, and there was no news about the new neighbors.

    Then on a Saturday night, I was returning home from a party at my friend’s place. I saw a beautiful lady in her early 30s (probably late 20s even) waiting in the lobby with some luggage. My first impression of her was simply jaw-dropping.

    She had worn a black saree with a backless and sleeveless blouse and deep cleavage. She looked like a temptress. Her silky long black hair just about covering her deep cleavage, her beautiful face, sexy red lipstick, everything was tempting.

    Her juicy round boobs and curvy ass were enough to make a guy rock hard. I was stunned. I went over and asked if she needed any help, to which she said yes. I helped her load the luggage in the elevator. When I asked her what floor she lived on, she said, “24th,” which was the same as mine. I was so happy!

    I inquired if she was the new couple to move in next door, and she said yes. We talked a little. On the 10th floor, a few children got into the elevator, which was already quite packed with luggage. That forced her to move close to me and accidentally touched my not-so visible boner through my jeans.

    I was a little embarrassed as I didn’t want that to be my first impression. But she didn’t notice it luckily, and we went on. I unloaded her luggage, and just as I was about to go home, I forgot I didn’t even get her name. “Anita,” she said, and I invited her over for coffee with my parents and me.

    But she was really tired from the traveling. Her husband was also coming up soon, and he was tired as well. So she told me she’d come some other time. We said our goodbyes and went into our respective homes. A few days passed, and Anita and her husband Rajesh started to mingle more with us.

    They were really great people with an open-minded personality and a great sense of humor. We would often have coffee/tea together, sometimes even dinner. We’d gotten pretty close, especially me and Anita. She saw me as a younger brother, although I had a completely opposite thought process.

    But it was fun to have her around. One fine Sunday morning, my parents had gone out for their morning walk, and someone rang the doorbell repeatedly. I was half asleep as I went and opened the door, thinking my parents must’ve forgotten their keys somehow. But I was shocked when I opened the door.

    It was Anita. She looked at me and gave me a weird smile. It took me a minute to realize that I was just in my boxers, no t-shirt and with morning wood. I left the door open for her and quickly ran to my room. She came inside and sat on the couch. I came out wearing a t-shirt and sweats and apologized to her.

    She said, “Oh, it’s completely fine, and you have a really good body. You shouldn’t be hiding it,” and winked at me. I was a little confused and happy at the same time. She had come to give some dosa she made for breakfast. Since her husband was out with his friends, she joined us for breakfast.

    At the table, I couldn’t stop thinking about what she said. I was sitting right opposite her, and we were exchanging casual glances at each other. After breakfast, she helped mom get the dishes and clean them. When she bent across from the table to get my dish, I got a really good view of her boobs.

    She wasn’t wearing any bra! Her t-shirt was loose and pretty deep, which gave me a nice view of her perfect breasts. She caught me staring but didn’t say anything and gave me a naughty smile.

    I feel like I haven’t quite described her properly until now, sorry for that. You could think of her as an Indian version of Kendra Lust. Her figure must be 35-26-38. She’s really fit and takes good care of her body. I know it seems like a stretch comparing her to Kendra Lust, but she is really fucking hot.

    Anyway, back to the story, a few days passed, and nothing major happened. I was just remembering the incident and jerking off to Anita, hoping that by some miracle, I could get a chance to actually fuck her.

    Almost a week later, she came by around 9 pm and asked if she could crash at our place today. Her husband would be out for work and return the next morning. She was afraid to sleep alone. My parents obliged, and around 11.30 pm, she rang the doorbell after her husband left.

    I went on to open the door and saw her standing there in her night suit. She was clearly not wearing a bra. Her nipples were almost visible through her top, and that was enough for me to get a boner. She saw me lost in staring at her and asked me if she could come in. I got back to my senses and welcomed her in.

    Mom had set the guest bedroom for her and showed her to it. We all went to our rooms to get some sleep. Then mom called me and asked to keep a jug of water in Anita’s room as she’d forgotten to do that. I did as she said. I filled the jug and went on and knocked at the door.

    She let me in, and I kept the jug beside her table and was about to leave. She asked if we sleep so early every day. I said my parents do, but I can’t until 1 am at least. She asked me to sit there as she wasn’t sleepy at all. I obliged, we sat and talked for quite a while about a few things.

    When she got a little sleepy, I got up to leave. She said goodnight and followed me to close the door. I suddenly turned. She was too close behind me, and we bumped into each other. I got a hold of her waist, and in the heat of the moment, I suddenly kissed her.

    It did seem a little Bollywood like, but it was happening. She kissed me back, and the next thing I know is I was caressing her ass and fondling her boobs over her night suit. After a good few minutes, she broke the kiss and said, “This is wrong. I’m married and can’t cheat on my husband. I’m sorry.”

    I clearly did not want to force her, and so I said sorry and left the room in a hurry.

    That’s all for this part. Guys, stick around to know what happens next. Do I successfully seduce her to have sex with me, or does this kiss create really big problems? All answers in the next part will be coming soon.

    If you liked this story, please leave a review at [email protected]. Mail/Hangouts any medium is cool. You can even read my other story here. See you soon, until then stay happy and safe. Goodbye!

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  • The Chronicles Of Sonali – Part 23 (Double Penetration)

    My entire body shook uncontrollably in the throes of the incredible orgasm. Both men displayed consideration by keeping their tools static and letting me savor the sensations to the fullest. My hubby’s and son’s dickheads radiated in the depths of my cunt, and my throat. It felt like a warm-up for the double penetration.

    My shuddering and endless muffled moans (due to my son’s cock embedded in my mouth) ended. Both men withdrew their poles from my orifices simultaneously and laid me to bed. The orgasm pleasure fixed my positionbetween them. They were cuddling me from both sides with their chins over my shoulders.

    Their strong arms felt reassuring as they let my heavily panting chest subside to normalcy. When I opened my eyes after a normal breathing rhythm, I planted kisses on their cheeks and thanked them.

    “Boys, you were great. Hubby, your suggestion to have our son in my mouth while I rode made me cum like a volcano.”

    “Yes, mom, you came really hard, even harder than the Colombian porn star Veronica Rodriguez.”

    Suvendu approved the observation, “Never have I seen you cum so copiously. The double dicks made the difference.”

    “Definitely,” I agreed. “It’s not every day that a lady gets a double dick-tation.” They laughed heartily at the pun and with my ability to sprinkle wit on lust. Suvendu grabbed my right boob, and Joy followed suit with the left. Both started kneading in tandem. Two different hands felt heavenly and soft moans started emitting from my mouth.

    “Joy, how much do you like your mom’s boobs?” hubby asked.

    “Dad, they are so soft and firm – you’re blessed to have gained access to these for decades.”

    “Better late than never a son. Now let’s pleasure your mom and warm her up for round two. Son, it’s high time you are granted access to the premium pussy I’ve been pounding for decades.”

    His words evoked a flutter of butterflies in my underbelly. Now Joy would be entering my pussy duly authorized by his father. It gave me a fresh bout of excitement. They added to it by gulping in my boobs in their hungry mouths and feeding on them with equal rhythm and intensity.

    My female readers must have got their nipples as erect as the Qutb Minar while reading this and immensely wet in their cunts. Some might have got their panties drenching. It’s an out of the world experience for a woman to simultaneously have her boobs fed on by two men.

    How do I explain it to my ardent male readers? Gentlemen, just imagine your balls being sucked by two girls simultaneously. The double boob feeding evoked my naughty self.

    “Boys that are quite skilled ways you are gorging on my boobs. I feel like a profound milk yielding, huge udder jersey cow being nudged by her calves.” They caught the queue and shoved madly, imitating the manner of the calf. With a masterstroke, I imitated a cow and let out a series of mows.

    This got the three of us laughing out loud and made me realize that fun and humor are an essential part of sex. They got back to business. Like a bitch in the heat, my itching palms sought out their swollen sugarcanes. I sighed in satisfaction as I clasped their hot hardness in my hands.

    The fact dawned on me that for the first time in my life, two cocks were in my possession. They sighed deeply at the touch of my soft palms and my twirling circular pulls. I savored the manly warmth of their poles seeping into my palms and making its way up to my heart.

    “Oh, mom, your hands are so soft and silky, and that twirling move is so good.”

    “I must say, son, your mom is exceptionally good with her hands. On those days, when I got too horny, she used to pacify me with her hands alone. They are as good as her pussy and mouth.”

    Joy’s silence struck him. He realized that he had made an unfair comparison as Joy was yet to get a taste of my pussy with his cock. He apologized immediately.

    “Son, you know how good your mom’s hands and mouth are, but you need to probe her premium pussy and decide which is most pleasurable. So tell us when you’re ready to plunge inside her pussy.”

    “I think I will be ready if mom twirls like that for a few minutes.”

    “I think you will be ready faster if she sucks you for a mere minute. What do you say, Soni?”

    “No objections, your honor. I know you must be extremely eager to watch me slide in another man’s cock in my pussy for the first time in my life.”

    “You bet I am.”

    Turned to my son, “Come on, son, how would you like or mother to suck you?”

    “With you lying down, mom,” was the prompt reply “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

    “Don’t worry, son,” I put on that sexy drawl, “All your wishes will be fulfilled generously.” I was pleased to see his cock twitch in excitement. Suvendu pulled two pillows and placed them below my head for comfort.

    With an appreciative glance, Joy squatted on my breasts with his lancet, eager to enter my mouth. My mouth opened wide, and he shoved his pole up to my back throat, making a sweet squelching sound and sighing in pleasure.

    “Sonali, it feels so good to be in your mouth again. Dad, I hope you don’t mind calling your wife by her name?”

    “Then answer me honestly, son. When you jerk off to her, which makes you cum harder? By calling her mom, or Sonali?”

    “Sonali, dad, Sonali.”

    “Then call her Sonali. I rather liked it when you did that earlier.”

    I had started bobbing my head as they spoke, but Joy signaled me to stop and spoke, “Sonali, you suck so well. You should give your neck rest as much work is forthcoming. Would you mind if I fuck your mouth a bit?”

    I released the enlarging meat from my mouth and approved the proposal, “Definitely, son, don’t hold back your desires. That’s the very point, isn’t it, honey?”

    Suvendu seconded the motion, “Yes, son, let me learn this and enjoy this mouth fuck technique. Go ahead.”

    Joy restationed his meatloaf and started fucking my mouth with gentle strokes. He sped up after ten seconds and delivered merciless dives, which was a new sensation for me. The frequency with which his cock grazed my throat and nudged my throat nerves got me further turned on.

    He broke into a rapturous verbal appreciation, “God damn Sonali. Your mouth is perfect for fucking for hours.”

    Suvendu expressed his astonishment, “Damn Soni, I never knew you could take such a mouth pounding. Thanks, son, for teaching this. I am going to try this too. Oh, Soni, how good you look with that fat cock of our son speeding in and out of your mouth.”

    Joy fucked my mouth for a full minute and felt him harden like never before. He stopped with a massive shove burying his entire dickhead in the depths of my throat. He grunted in satisfaction.

    “You’re so right, dad. Sonali’s mouth did get me real hard within a minute. With your permission, I would love to plunge my cock in your wife’s premium pussy, which you have been pounding for decades.”

    Suvendu spoke earnestly, “Son, I have been waiting for decades for this moment. By the look on her face, it seems she is looking forward to it. Am I wrong, Soni?”

    “Not an iota,“ I drawled. “Why should I object? I am feeling rather kinky to have our son’s magnificent tool and that too in your presence. I hope you won’t get jealous if I get to like it well?”

    “That’s entirely out of the picture,” he assured me. “You ought to like it. That’s the very point. Everything is within the family, and hence no question of jealousy. Go ahead, son, make your mother scream in ecstasy with that young thick cock.”

    The words made the insides of my cunt alive for the young, throbbing tool. He moved back, placed a pillow beneath my hips. He gently parted my legs wide, feasting his eyes on my pussy with his list laden eyes.

    “What a lovely pussy,” he exclaimed. “Dad, how can I thank you for granting access to this?”

    “By fucking that pussy, son. Fuck her hard.”

    Joy placed the dickhead on the pussy lip. Suvendu witnessed his wife’s cunt being stuffed with another cock for the first time in his life. Joy gave a gentle thrust to slide in his dickhead in my carnal canal, making all three of us sigh in unison.

    “Damn, Sonali, your pussy is much more hot and wet than I ever imagined.” I shuddered and honestly reflected, “Son, your dickhead does feel sizzling hot and stretched me out. If your tip is so delicious, the whole cock must be more palatable.”

    Suvendu hissed with clenched teeth. “Soni, finally another cock inside your premium pussy. Enjoy this cock to the fullest. Son, thank you for making my fantasy come true.”

    Joy gave a moderate thrust and shrieked in pleasure as the entire meaty shaft dived into my hungry depths. He commented, panting in heat like a lecherous dog, “Dad now having dipped in her mouth and pussy, Sonali’s pussy has a definite edge over her mouth.”

    “Son, submit your report after a thorough probing. Ah, Soni, finally, another cock has entered you. How does it feel, honey?”

    I moaned loudly, “His thickness feels real good, darling. Now I hope our son fucks me well. Son, you’ve jerked off many times thinking about this. Now fuck me real hard, fuck me, Joy, fuck your mother Sonali’s pussy as hard as you can.”

    “Yes, Sonali, I surely will.”

    He heaved his waist back leisurely, waited for a few seconds, and drove back in the same mann. He continued this leisured motion for a minute to get into the groove. Within a minute, the strokes’ speed got frequent, and gasps of pleasure started emitting from our mouths.

    “Oh, Sonali still can’t believe that I am really fucking you, and it is worth the wait. Oh, Sonali, what a lardy pussy you got. This can drive any man wild.”

    I responded in a commensurate manner, “Son, fuck to your heart’s content. I am glad you like it. Your thick young cock feels really good inside. Darling, I am grateful now that you convinced me to do this. I can’t believe that my own son is making me feel so good with his cock.”

    Suvendu enjoyed the show thoroughly. “I feel proud to have fathered a son with such a stupendous tool. Oh, Soni, just see how his cock shines with your cunt oozings. And that expression of genuine pleasure on your face is making you look hotter than ever. Damn, I am getting really horny.”

    Joy suggested between his lusty lascivious thrusts, “Dad, why don’t you practice the mouth fuck and put your hardness to good use?”

    “There is always scope for new maneuvers,” I commented in my sexiest drawl. Suvendu squatted on my breasts just the way his son had a few moments earlier. He extended his meat shaft towards my cock parched mouth. I felt thankful to receive the entire length down to my throat.

    Joy also held still with his pulsating phallus buried up to my very womb. It struck me that my son’s cock was nudging at the very womb where he was conceived. But we had transcended the concepts of conventional sins and in the process of expanding our sexual horizons.

    For the second time in my life, two stiff dicks were engulfed by my mouth and pussy. Joy instructed, “Dad, you start fucking Sonali’s mouth, I will pick up the rhythm. Let’s give Sonali the time of her life.”

    “Right said, son.” Suvendu agreed and started fucking my mouth with gentle strokes. Joy also got going and plunged in and out of my pussy, in the same rhythm. Within a minute, both men achieved a frantic pace.

    Suvendu yelled in new-found ecstasy, “O, Soni, your mouth feels as hot and slippery as your pussy. That chuckling sound you make with your throat as my dick goes in. Thanks, son, for teaching this trick- now your mother will get more dick in her mouth.”

    Joy was going wild with the pussy pleasure. “Dad, it feels like sheer heaven to dip my cock in Sonali’s pussy. I hope you want yours in her mouth more. I can get mine in her pussy more. The very first pussy I am fucking in my life. Oh, Sonali, I never imagined your pussy would feel so good.”

    Their simultaneous thrusts got my juices churning, and my cunt further slippery and heightened Joy’s pleasure. My mouth’s incessant strokes generated enough saliva, making it as slippery as my cunt, providing my hubby the most exquisite pleasure.

    Only a woman can really grasp the level of excitement and the pleasure my whole body was experiencing. It was absolutely novel and thrilling, and I gauged the reason for the threesome porn genre’s popularity. To the best of my belief, it should be more preferred by females.

    My initiation was easier as I was comfortable with both the men. It made me glow like a steel plant furnace from within.

    “Dad,” Joy drew a break, “Let’s hold on and do something really special for Sonali.” Both stopped their ruthless pounding with their stiff sausages firmly stuffed to their pubic hairs in my cunt and mouth. Suvendu turned his neck and asked, “What is the plan?”

    “Double penetration. Both of us inside her, in the cunt and ass.”

    My body shuddered involuntarily at the thought of the scene. Was this really going to happen?

    “Ass! Anal?” Suvendu sounded doubtful, “I am afraid, son, your mother, is not quite open to it.”

    I felt like protesting violently and declaring that I was one of the rare anal sluts men keep dreaming about. However, I kept silent and let Joy take charge of the proceedings. I felt curious and excited about how he would convince my husband.

    I also felt proud to see him transform from my sweet boy to a confident man to lead an adult erotic odyssey.

    “Dad, just ask yourself what you really want? Man to man, I am sure; you want to do it, don’t you?”

    Suvendu was silent, but the way his dick throbbed in my mouth in new excitement, I knew what he would speak. “Yes, son, that’s what I want. But we tried that once only, and as your mother got terrified, we never tried it out again.”

    “I am sure there might have been technical issues,” Joy spoke authoritatively. “I may be practically inexperienced, but my research on the technical aspects is excellent, dad. Trust me. Once I get Sonali prepared well, you will yearn for her ass more than her mouth. Sonali, do you trust me?”

    I released Suvendu’s cock from my mouth and replied, “I do trust you and you, my hubby. I know you two will never do anything to hurt me, and do only that will bring me pleasure.”

    “So mom, tell me honestly, what went wrong with your anal tryout with dad?”

    “It was a very dry and painful, son. I could take only half of the dickhead inside. The pain freaked me out, and your dad never insisted again.”

    “I knew dryness must have been the issue. Sonali, this time, it will be all pleasure. Let me get you ready. Dad, watch carefully.”

    He withdrew his cunt cream smeared pole, making me feel quite vacant. Cocks had become such an inseparable part of my body that I felt incomplete without them. What a true blue slut I had become.

    “Get on all fours, Sonali,” I liked his assertive tone. The moment my great round ass met their eyes, they started showering compliments.

    “Look, dad, this must be the perfect 36 size bum. It’s a cardinal sin not to fuck this. Let me show you.” Joy stretched out my asscheeks to reveal my cute asshole. “The asshole is even prettier than I ever imagined. Your wife’s ass is a premium ass, just like her cunt. you will really enjoy drilling it.”

    “I agree wholeheartedly, son. Unfortunately, it didn’t materialize,” He commented with a heavy sigh of regret. “No more regrets, dad. I assure you that you will make up for a lost time. This ass looks mouth-watering, got to taste it.”

    Joy widened my hole by stretching it to the full. Then protruding his tongue firmly, giving a sloppy lick on my asshole. For the first time in my life, the touch of a man’s hot wet tongue on my asshole sent jolts of tremors through my veins.

    His comments added to the sensations. “Oh, Sonali, that’s an extremely tasty ass, got to taste it well.” He unleashed a series of vertical, horizontal, and circular movements of his eely tongue. He dived his stiffened tongue deep n my ass canal.

    My entire body shook uncontrollably at the indescribable sweet, overpowering sensations that spiraled from my asshole to every sinew of my body. My hands thumped inadvertently o the mattress, and I could not help gasping out loud.

    “Damn, son, what the hell are you doing to my ass? Oh oh oh, it feels – I’ve never felt anything like this before—it feels damn good.”

    Suvendu had been struck with silence by the incredible sight. But watching me writhe and squirm in the uncontrollable passion, he found his voice back to express genuine appreciation.

    “Wow, son, that’s path-breaking indeed. You are good at it. Look at your mother trembling all over.”

    Joy paused for a moment to explain, “This is called a rim job, dad. I feel so privileged to be the first man to taste Sonali’s ass. I will get it perfectly lubricated so that you can make a stunning anal debut. Please hand me over that almond oil bottle.”

    Suvendu complied obediently as if mesmerized by the proceedings. Joy let a generous amount of oil drip on my asshole and applied some on his fingers.

    “Dad, the vital aspect for total anal enjoyment is relaxation of the ass canal and generous lubrication. This is the way you accomplish this.”

    He inserted two of his oiled fingers in my oil dripped ass canal and started moving one thumb inside and the other outside in simultaneous strokes. It eased out the initial tenseness and started unraveling deep unchartered territory of inexplicable ecstasy.

    Suvendu’s jaw dropped in amazement. “Wow, son, this is a major eye-opener. Now I know where I went wrong.”

    “Not only you, but most Indian men fail miserably here. If they exercised patience to apply this warm-up, not a single woman would complain about this unnatural sex issue. Now get your cock sucked hard while your wife gets 100% ready for her anal debut.”

    Suvendu knelt facing my vacant mouth. I gulped him down eagerly and let his mouth fuck me with gentle strokes. The sensation of a cock sliding in and out of my mouth, compounded with the two thumbs massaging my oily asshole, made my juices churn further in my cunt.

    What a historic day it was turning out to be! The word ‘double penetration’ was circling in my head. In a few moments, Suvendu’s stiffening cock will slide inside my ass canal, and my son’s delicious man meat will be in my cunt. I was trying to visualize myself in that position and felt more excited than ever before.

    The theory that a woman’s sexuality goes for a nosedive after 35 years will be busted big time. At the ripe age of forty-five, I was about to experience my first double penetration, and show my other side to my son. Can it get hotter?

    Some puritan feminists might admonish me for being sexually exploited. I call this sexual exploration. Before experiencing it, I genuinely felt that all women should get double penetrated at least once in their lives.

    To be continued.

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