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Hi, I am Sheela. I am 53 years old. I am a widow. I am a mother to over 16 children (none adopted, all mine). I am a mixed-race woman. My father was an Indian, but my mother was white British.

To know what happened before, read the previous part. Now, let’s get to the incident where the cocks come home to roost.

After getting fucked for days by them, James, Adrian, Tom, Liam, Chris, Charles, Jim, Kevin, and Rob, brought me to my home. Once we neared my home, they put clothes on me and dressed me up properly.

I was tired and exhausted from all the sex. I was half awake and half asleep, passing out every now and then. Then suddenly coming back to my senses with a snap, but only for a brief moment.

They carried me out of the car, through the gates, up the concrete driveway, and underneath the front porch. James rang the bell while Tom and Liam held me to my feet. My head hung from my shoulders like a heavy coconut hanging from the tree, swaying left and right on its own.

The door was answered by my second daughter, Kavya. She stood before them, devoid of all clothing. In my house, we followed the nudist policy. We all stayed naked in the house all the time, no matter the condition.

But, I had instructed my kids to put on a gown before they answered the door. Kavya was a bit forgetful in nature. She would often forget to put on her gown and would answer the door in her naked state. That day was one such occasion when she forgot.

The white men were stunned at the sight that beheld them. I could see them drooling over the busty naked body of my lovely daughter. They could not formulate words, and I noticed the bulge taking shape in their pants.

“Yes. How can I help you?” Kavya asked once more, smiling. I was at the very back and was blocked from her view by the rest of the men.

“Do you know this lady, love?” James spoke at last.

“Oh, My God! Maa, what happened?” Kavya gave out a huge cry, noticing me after the men had moved aside, revealing me to her.

With whatever strength I had in me, I walked up to my beautiful girl and collapsed in her arms. What happened after that, I had no clue. I was out cold. That was the last I remembered of that morning.

I woke up with no idea about the time. The sun was beaming down upon the earth. The rays filtered through my curtains and lit the room up green. I pushed the blanket off of me and looked down. I was naked from top to bottom. It did not take me much time to put this together.

I realize that it would have been one of my girls who would have taken my clothes off. After all, being completely naked were the house rules. I got out of the bed and made my way towards the bathroom. My legs were wobbly for a few seconds.

I wasn’t back to my full strength and did feel a bit tired. I heard some cries coming from the drawing-room, but I brushed it away as the ringing of my ears. The warm shower freshened me up. I was once again rejuvenated. With my regained strength and spirit, I headed out of my room.

The eyes were wide open in shock that I received from the sight that was before me. The nine men, who had fucked me all these days, were sitting in my drawing-room, on my sofa, completely naked. My daughters were with them.

Kiara and Kavya (my eldest 2 daughters) were sitting with them. At the same time, Sakshi and Nina were getting fucked right before their eyes. My home had turned into a whore house.

Nina was bent over in doggy style. Rob was fucking her from behind while Kevin had his dick in her mouth. Right next to her was Sakshi. She was riding Tom and moaning loudly. “This feels so good,” said my baby girl.

“Maa. You are awake,” Kiara spotted me and came running, “We were so worried about you!” she threw herself onto me and hugged me tightly.”

“So, the queen is up,” remarked James, undoing a water bottle.

“What’s happening here?” I inquired about the shocking situation that was before me.

“Maa, these fine men told us how they saved you from those thugs. They were kind. So, we decided to let them stay with us to show our gratitude,” said Kiara immediately. I shot a questionable look at James as it wasn’t even close to what had happened.

“Kiara, love, weren’t you supposed to take care of the lunch,” James said and nodded in the direction of the kitchen.

“Oh, yes,” Kiara clapped her forehead and rushed to the kitchen.

“What’s all this? When did you save me from thugs?” I asked James angrily.

“Hey, love, calm down. Yes, we told a small lie, but it was for a noble cause,” said James calmly.

“What noble cause?” I replied, gritting my teeth.

“To fuck your daughters, of course,” James said casually, “You have produced such beauties. It would have been a shame on our part not to have given them a taste of a white cock,” he waved his dick at me.

“You know what you all did to me,” I said furiously.

“We know, love. And we also know that you enjoyed it so much. Didn’t you, love?”

“Well,” I stammered, “Ya but…”

“But what, love.”

“But, that’s not the point.”

“The point is, love, that you and your daughters got holes, and my boys and I have the sticks. So, I say, why not we put the stick into the hole. Your daughters were kind enough to thank us with their pussies for saving yours. So, now, the thing is that my boys and I had planned 30 days’ worth of trip.”

“We have done 10 days of it and have decided to spend the remaining 20 in your house, with you and your girls. In the next 20 days, we are going to fuck you all to our wishes. If you fight us, we will tie you all up and fuck you.”

“You comply with us, we will fuck you, but you will be allowed to roam free and also get pleasure. Either way, love, you and your beautiful-looking girls are going to get fucked by us. You got to decide which way you want it,” James said. His tone was calm, but his words were terrifying.

“So, if I let you all fuck me and my daughters, you will let us roam free?” I said hesitantly.

“Promise, love,” James answered, “We’ll be your pain in the ass, literally, for the next 20 days. After that, we will leave. Remember how much you enjoyed getting pounded by us.”

“Ya, you guys were good. No doubt about it,” I murmured.

“So, it’s a deal then, love,” James offered his hand.

“It’s a deal,” I replied, shaking his hand.

“Let’s get started after lunch. We haven’t felt your pussy in the last 3 days,” said James, as we made our way towards the dining table.

“3 Days! What do you mean? You fucked me in the car this morning,” I said matter-of-factly.

“It was on Sunday morning, love,” answered James, “Today is Wednesday. You were so tired and exhausted that you have slept for 3 days.”

Once the lunch was done, my girls and I were carried off the dining table and into the drawing-room. The center table, which once used to be there, has now been moved. There was just a red carpet with sofas around it. Kavya and I were put down on the carpet while the others were laid on the sofas.

Adrian came over to me. He had a large grin on his face. He kissed me on my lips, slowly moved down. He kissed my boobs, sucked my nipples. I was lactating. He drank my milk, just a few sips, and moved down my body.

He buried his head between my legs and started licking my clit. Oh, that licking. His tongue was doing wonders. It was making me go crazy. I was pulling my hair out in anticipation.

“Oh, put it in… put it in now… I can’t resist this,” I pleaded.

“No, I want to tease you more,” Adrian said in return, “I want you to beg me.”

“I beg you… I beg you… fuck me, please… fuck me now,” I replied immediately.

He smiled and shoved his throbbing dick in me. His hands rested upon my waist. My legs were spread wide. He started off gentle. Slowly moving in and out.

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh,” echoed in my house. All 5 of us were getting banged nicely together. Our collective moans filled the whole house up.

“Oh, Adrian. Fuck me harder, please, fuck me harder,” I said, biting my lower lip.

“Told you, little brother, she is a bitch,” James remarked, fucking Kiara.

“They are all bitches, aren’t they,” Adrain replied and winked.

“Yes, they are,” said James, and they all picked up pace in a synchronized manner.

“Yes, fuck me… yes, fuck me… yes, fuck me,” my daughters and I cried out loud.

“You like it, bitches… you like it,” said the boys.

“Yes, we do, yes we do,” we moaned.

“You are white dick whores, aren’t you!”

“Yes… yes… yes.. we are… we are… we are white dick whores!”

“You want harder?”

“Yes… yes… yes,” we all replied, “Ooh ya… Ooh fuck me… Ooh ya… Ooh fuck me… fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” we moaned together.

“You want white babies, bitches… huh… you want white babies?” said James, gritting his teeth.

“Yes… yes… yes… give it to us… give it to us,” we all replied.

No sooner we had said that the men closed their eyes. I felt Adrian’s cock tightening in me. He held my thigh tight and gave me 2 strong thumps. His cock exploded, and his cum was shot up my vagina. Sweaty, he moved away, and Kevin came over to continue the fucking.

This remained the scenario in my house for the next 20 days. Those men fucked me and my girls a lot, many times a day for almost a month. They never used condoms and always cummed inside our vaginas.

About a month and a half after they were gone, Kiara, Kavya, Sakshi, and me, started to experience fatigue all the time. Our breasts had swelled up, we were feeling nauseated, and our urination had increased.

Upon check-up, I discovered that Kiara, Kavya, and Sakshi were 2 months pregnant. There was no doubt that the babies belonged to those white men.

They were the only ones who had fucked us during that time. But which one was the father of whose child, that was unknown to us? We did give birth and also kept the babies with us.

So, ladies and gentlemen, that was the 2nd part of my story. I shall see you again with my next one. How you feel about this story about my family’s first gangbang? Do tell me about it on my id.

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Hi friends, enathu peyar Palani, vayathu 20 aagugirathu. En veethiyil oru thirumanam aagiya manaivi irukiraal, aval peyar nithya vayathu 30 irukum. Avaluku iru kuzhanthaigal irukiraargal, aval government school teacheraaga velai paarkiraal.

Naan siru vayathaaga irukum pozhuthe antha akkavai paarpen aval sexyaaga irupaal, aval mulai perithaaga irukum. Mulaiyai paarka paarka enaku aasaiyaaga irukum, oru naal aval thotahil kulithukondu irukum pozhuthu naan aval mulaiyai en nanban veetu motai madiyil irunthu paarpen. Mulai maa niramaaga irukum kaambu karupaaga irukum.

Ithu pondru sexiyaana pennai nudedaaga paarpathe kadavul kodutha varam endru thaan sola vendum. Enaku siru vayathil avalai paarthu aval meethu oru aasai irunthathu, ippozhuthu enaku 20 vayathu aagugirathu, nithya teacher tuition eduthukondu irunthaal. Enaku veetil maths vara vilai endru solinen, athanaal ennai aval tuition azhaithu sendru serthu vitargal.

Naan ithai ninaithukuda paarka villai, nithaya periya mulaiyai vaithukondu ennai paarthu naan ivanai paarthukolugiren endru soli en tholil aval kaiyai potal. Naan kaiyai en tholil podum pozhuthu antha mulai en meethu padakudatha endru eanginen. Pinbu en appa angu irunthu kilambivitarl, antha tuitionil naan matum thaan periya paiyan meetham ulavargal ellam siru pasangal thaan.

Nithya en books vaangi paarka aarambithaal, naan aval mulaiyai paarka aarambithen. Neengal ninaipathu pola ival mulai matum thaan perithaaga irukum endru ninaithu vidatheergal, semayana nattukatti endru kuda solalam. Idupu sirithu mulai perithu soothum perithaaga thaan irunthathu. Ivalai neengal yar parthalum ooka vendum endru aasai paduveergal.

Aval mulaiyil vaai vaithu niraiya neram paal kudika vendum endru oru aasai varum, thinamum nithyavin mulaiyai paarthu rasithukondu irunthen, oru naal aval keezhe guninthu pen edukum pozhuthu avalin periya mulai pilavu therinthathu. Naan vaayai pilanthukondu aval mulai pilavai paarkum pozhuthu nithya ennai paarthu vital.

Aval ennai paarkum pozhuthu naan udane keezhe guinthu maths poda aarambithen, nithya naan avalai paarkiren enbathai kandu pidithu vital. Oru naal tuition leave vital, appozhuthu nithya ennai matum veetirku vara soli irunthaal. Naan en akka nalai leave thane endren, ila da nalai veetil yarum iruka matargal athanaal thaan bour adikum endru unnai azhaikiren endraal.

Unaku maths soli koduthaal konjam time pass agum endraal, sari akka naan nalai kandipaaga varugiren endru solinen. Nalai veetil jatti thuvaithu irunthaargal athanaal eeramaaga irunthathu, nan andru jatti aniyaamal nithya teacher veetirku sendren. Naan selum pozhuthu aval kathavai mudi vaithu irunthaal, naan calling bell adithen.

Nithya kathavai thiranthaal appozhuthu aval mugathil muzhuvathum etho thadavi irunthaal, pinbu mudiyilum maruthaani thadavi irunthaal. Ennai ulle azhaithu kathavai thapal potal, nithya chudithaar aninthu mele shall podamal irunthaal. Neengale solungal ithu pondru seithaal en pinju manasu ena aavathu, nithya structure miga sexiyaaga therinthathu.

Iru mulaiyum  miga perithaaga seixyaaga therinthathu, naan eppozhuthum hallil thaan irupen andru matum nithya ennai aval bedroomku azhaithu sendraal, ulle sendru paarthaal perithaaga oru bed irunthathu. Antha bedil ennai amarthi ac on seithu vitu, ingaiye padithukondu iru naan kulithu vitu varugiren endru soli vitu sendraal.

Enaku aval kulipathai paarka vendum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu aanal naan muyachi seithu parthen entha ootaiyum illai athu vazhiyaaga paarpatharku. Ena seiyalam endru yosithen aanal ethum pana mudiya vilai athanaal bed roomil amarthu irunthen. Naan kojam kuda ninaithu paarka villai, nithya kulithu vitu freshaaga vanthaal.

Aval thundai mulai meehu kati irunthaal, iru thudaiyum miga sexiyaaga therinthathu athu matum ilamal aval mulai meedum miga sexiyaaga therinthathu. Appozhuthu mani iraku 7 irukum, veetil yarume illai vasal kathavum thapal pottu irukirathu. Ithu pondru oru nilamai entha aanirku kidaithaalum nithyavai munbe ooka aarambithu irupaargal.

Naan nithyavai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukondu irunthen appozhuthu nithya ennai paarthaal naanum avalai paarthen. Pinbu angu oru kanadi irunthathu, athan mun nindru aval mugathai parthu irunthaal, appozhuthu thidir endru aval towel kayandu keezhe vizhunthathu. Naan nithyavai nirvaanamaaga paarthen, paartha antha nodiye enaku thuki vaari potathu.

Athu matum ilamal en sunniyum viraithu vitathu, nithya mulai munbu paarthathai vida gumunu thukalaaga irunthathu. Aval karupu kaambai neengal paartheergal endraal ungal vaaiyil echu oorum, enaku antha nerathil echu ooriyathu. Udane thudai eduthu udambai maraikamal porumaiyaag eduthu athai ozhungaga katuvathu pola avalin udambai enaku kanbithaal.

Ival pornstaraaga nadithu irunthaal neengal ival fanaaga aagi irupeergal, avalavu sexiyaana udambu vaithu irunthaal. Neengal yaar ivalai parthaalum ungaluku ivalai ooka vendum endra aasai thaan muthalil varum. Naan nithayavai apdiya paarthu irunthen, aval ethum pesamal night dress ondru irunthathu athai aninthu vanthaal.

Aval bra penty ethum aniyathathu paarthaale therinthathu, mudiyai virithu potu irunthaal. Unmaiyil ivalai intha nilaiyil neengal paarthu iruka vendum, avalai nirvaanamaaga paarpathai vida intha nilaiyil paarpathu athaan athiga moodu vanthathu. En arugil vanthu amarnthaal, en sunni jatti aniyaamal viraithu paarthaale perithaaga therinthathu.

Naan siru vayathil irunthu kai pazhakam seithathaal sunni intha vayathile 7” varai perithaaga valarnthu irukum. Athu viraithu irupathai nithya paarthaal, vendum endre ena padithukondu irukiraai endru aval mulaiyaal ennai idithaal. Enaku moodil kangal sorugiyathu, aval en thol meethu kai potukondu mulaiyai en meethu vaithu theithaal.

Enaku ena seivathu endre theriyamal irunthathu, en thalaiyai lesaga thirupthi avalai paarthen. Nithya ennai kama parvaiyil paarthu irunthaal, en kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithaal. Naanum kiss seithen, aval naakai en vaaikul vital. Pinbu en kaiyai pidithu aval mulai meethu vaithaal, aval mulai meethu en kai patathum.

Haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa antha sugam endrum maraka mudiyathathu, pengal mulaiyai muthal muthalil kai vaithu thadavum sugam irukirathe haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaa athu pondru veru ethum varathu. Mulaiyai pidithu pisainthukonde kiss adithen, en sunni meethu kai vaithu thadava aarambithaal. Naan sinunginen, aanalum aval ennai paarthu sirithukonde suniyai nangu valarthu vaithu irukirai endraal.

Aval dressai kayati nudedaaga aaginaal enaku dressaiyum kayata solinaal, iruvarum nudedaaga irunthom. Mutipotukondu vanthu en sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaal, haaaaaaaaa moodaga irunthathu.

Avalin soothu vatamaana vadivathil irunthathu, naan aval mulaiyai thaan sappa vendum endru aasai paten aanal aval vatamana soothai paarkum pozhuthu ooka vendum endru aasai vanthathu.

Nithya enai aval pundaiyai naka solinaal, avalai doggy nilaiyil vaithu sexiyaaga pundaiyil naaku poda aarambithen. Pundai ootaikul naakai vitu vitu eduthu nakinen, aval en pin thalaiyil kai vaithu pundaiyai en mugathil vaithu azhuthinaal. Nandraaga pundaiyai nakinen, pinbu en sunniyai pundaikul vitu ooka solinaal.

Avalin sexyaaga soothai iru kaiyaal pidithu pundaiyil sunniyai vitu sexiyaaga matter poda aarambithen. Sunni sulabamaaga avalin periya pundaikul sendrathu, sirithu neram thaan oothen atharkul en sunniyil moodu eri kanju aval pundaikul irangiyathu. Aanal en sunni viraithu thaan irunthathu, naan oopathai nirutha villai.

Sexyaaga oothukonde irunthen appozhuthu nithyavirku moodu eri aval pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu, avaluku vinthu varum neram en sunniyilum irandam murai vinthu vanthathu. Iruvaurm nudedaga katipidithu paduthu irunthom, naan aval mulai kaambai vaaiyil vaithu sappikonde irunthen.

Sirithu nerathil nithya moodu aagi en sunniyai oombi vitu mendum pundaiyil ooka vital. Naan jolyaga oothu mundravathu muraiyaaga kanjai pundaikul irakinen. Ini adikadi tuitionil nithya pundaiyil kuthu thaan.

This story is based on an episode from Velamma comics which you can read here.

Velamma had decided to reduce weight. She was walking every day and working out to get in good shape.

“Hopefully, all this effort will start to show some results soon,” she thought, looking at her sweaty body after stripping in front of the mirror at home.

Quickly she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. She was sensually soaping her body when Ramesh walked in. Velamma hadn’t noticed him watching her soaping and cupping her breasts. Her ass looked sexy from the back, and Ramesh was getting aroused.

“Mind if I join you?” he said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“Oh my god, you scared the daylights out of me, Ramesh!” Velamma almost screamed as she hadn’t expected him to be home so early.

“You look great! Have you lost weight?” Ramesh said. He was naked now, and Velamma giggled at his erect cock.

Ramesh lunged towards Velamma and grabbed her breasts. He sucked her nipples like a baby while squeezing her ass from behind. The couple was soaping each other and playing with foam. He pushed her towards the wall and pushed his erect penis into her slit. Velamma moaned with pleasure.

Ramesh pumped in her for a couple of minutes. He was ready to shoot his load. Turning her over, he pressed his cock against her ass right between the ass cheeks. Pumping in the ass crack for a couple of minutes, he shot his cum over her ass. Velamma giggled again as she had successfully made him release.

The next day due to the amazing effect her physical transformations had on Ramesh, Velamma decided to trek longer. She briskly walked for a long time and walked into National Park. Considering that the forest environment would also give her peace of mind, she didn’t stop and walked further inside.

Seriously involved in trekking, Velamma failed to notice the dark clouds in the sky. She only realized it was raining when a few droplets fell on her sweaty body. Walking back home was not an option right now, and she tried calling for a cab.

But the rain was pouring down and was almost growing into a storm.  Thunder startled Velamma, and she was scared. She was fully drenched already and found shelter under a huge tree. However, the heavy wind was blowing the water droplets right at her. She didn’t feel safe.

“Over here!” shouted a forest ranger at Velamma. Finding another human being, Velamma felt relieved.

“I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t show up,” Velamma said with gratitude as she climbed into his jeep.

The Ranger nodded. He had to get back to the station as soon as possible. But things were not in their favor. The sudden and heavy rain had led to a huge downpour causing the creek to fill with water at an alarming rate. There were no possible alternative routes to the station too.

There was only one option left, take shelter at a cave nearby and wait till it calmed down. Velamma was hesitant about this, but even she knew there were no other options left. Drenched in the water, they walked into the cave. He was holding a flashlight that was already flickering.

“Indigenous tribes used it for shelter thousands of years ago,” the Ranger said.

Hikers had left a couple of firewood, broken branches, and twigs. That was enough for the Ranger to build a fire with a butane lighter. It was already dark, and the rain didn’t seem to stop. The Ranger unbuttoned his shirt, which surprised Velamma, but she knew these drenched clothes would cause them to freeze to death.

“You’ll have to take off your wet clothes,” Ranger said.

Since there wasn’t an alternate option, Velamma started stripping. She undid all her clothes and handed them over to the Ranger. She felt awkward standing opposite a stranger who was also naked. They crouched near the fire and sighed as they felt the warmth of the fire.

Soon Velamma lay down near the fire. But she was still shivering. The Ranger came closer to her and touched her bare skin

“Lots of animals cuddle for warmth. We happen to be among the species that do,” He said as he pressed his body against her naked body. Velamma didn’t stop him. This was her only chance of survival. She felt his hands squeeze her and reach her melons. Surprisingly she felt warm and good.

“Do I remind you of your husband?”

“No. You are thinner and fitter, and…bigger,” Velamma said, giggling as she felt his erect cock pressed against her ass.

They talked and flirted for another couple of minutes. But looking at the fire glimmering and going out, Velamma was worried. The Ranger suggested that they do everything possible with their body to gain warmth. He moved over her and pressed every inch of her skin.

With his strong hands, he squeezed and pinched her melons, making her moan. His erect penis was placed right over her slit. She nodded when he asked whether she wanted to proceed. With a mighty thrust, he was inside her, and Velamma moaned. He was huge and rock hard.

“As long as we keep fucking, we’ll keep generating heat,” The Ranger said as he slowly pulled out his cock from her pussy.

He was gradually increasing his pace. His throbbing cock moved in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Velamma felt him touch every nook and corner inside her cunt with his cock.

“Fuck, it feels so good,” Velamma moaned, “You are amazing. Do they teach you this at Forest Ranger school?”

Velamma wanted to be on top. She pushed him over and grabbed his cock with her palm. She could feel it throbbing. Placing it right under her cunt she squatted, taking him in. Velamma had to control her orgasm to last longer. She loved the warmth and his huge cock.

Slowly she moved her waist, taking him as further as possible inside her. She moaned every time and felt like her cunt would tear apart.

The Ranger wanted the upper hand. He pushed her and made her position herself in the doggy style. Grabbing her ass from behind, he penetrated her pussy and pushed it deeper to reach the end of her cunt. She screamed with pleasure.

She felt like he was a machine. Penetrating her faster and harder than the very previous thrust. Her loud moans echoed inside the cave.

“How have you not cum yet? Your stamina is ridiculous!” She asked in between her moans.

“Taught me to control it until a woman is ready for me to cum,” He pumping inside her harder than before.

“You are a true hero. But you’re wearing me out! I give you permission to cum,” Velamma rather screamed with pleasure, saying that. She wanted his juice already, and she was close too.

“I don’t want to get semen on you because it will dry cold.”

But Velamma had a better plan. She asked him to pump his hard penis inside her mouth, and the Ranger happily obliged. It didn’t take much time for him to shoot his fresh warm cum in her mouth. She swallowed it like honey.

Content, she giggled at him. Between her legs, her cunt glistened with her juices oozing out. She had reached her climax already. Velamma slept happily through the night.

The next day morning weather seems to be pretty good. But she was disappointed when she realized that the Ranger was nowhere to be seen.  Soon after she wore her clothes, Velamma walked out of the cave, trying the path out. Velamma spotted another Ranger coming towards her.

“Ma’am, my gosh, are you OK?”

“You must have been trapped in this dank cave all alone last night.” He asked her with a worried face.

“No. There was a Forest Ranger here with me.”

“Well, I was the Ranger on duty last night, and the monsoon kept me stuck in my cabin until this morning,” said the Ranger. His expressions said he was confused

“I imagined the whole thing?”

Velamma felt like her head was spinning. Maybe her mind was playing games with her, or was it another man? She didn’t know!

To read Velamma episode # 108, ‘Mon-Swoon,’ click here.

In this confusion and worry, the test time got over. I did not get the answers from Aman I had touched myself, and the invigilator collected all the papers. I was so nervous that I just wanted to get away from the exam hall, from everyone, and hide away in a hole.

The invigilator said that we would break for lunch, resume in an hour and that all of us were expected to be there at the right time. I thought to myself that I was not staying.

Just then, our TPO came and said that anyone who went home would not be eligible to apply for any more jobs. ‘Blacklisted’ was the word he used. Damn this college and the stupid rules!

“Okay,” I thought to myself, “if I was not allowed to go home, at least I could change.”

I called up Sharada (You’ll remember that bitch from  Part-2. She was the one due to whom I had to stay dressed like this and stick out like a sore thumb). She did not pick my call.

I was running across the college in those clothes, searching for her to get my salwar kameez back so that I could change asap. Remember that it was placement for us. But for all other year students and teachers, it was a normal day.

So seeing me like this, in such little tight clothes, invited not only a lot of stares but also comments and laughs. Finally, after facing much embarrassment, I met Sharada in the canteen. All eyes were just turning back and looking at me.

But at this point, I didn’t care. I just wanted my normal clothes (the salwar kameez which I wore from home) back.

Sharada was at the table in the canteen with 4 other guys and 1 girl. I knew that they were in my class but hadn’t talked much to either of them. I asked Sharada quietly to come to the side since I wanted to talk to her in private.

But that bitch knew why I was asking for that. She knew I wanted to change into my salwar kameez, which was in her bag. She was not done with my embarrassment, though, and straightaway said no!

I literally pleaded to Sharada in front of everyone to please talk to me just once. But she said, “Whatever you want to say, say it here, slut.” Did she just call me a slut in front of everyone?! But I didn’t care for that now.

Letting go of my inhibitions, I asked her in front of everyone to return my salwaar kameez to me. I wanted to change out of these clothes. This invited a huge laugh from everyone at the table. This caused other people in the canteen to stare at me even more.

Rahul, (who you might remember from the 2nd part) was at the table too. He was the one who had a crush on me earlier. But he was dating Sharada now after I did not pay much heed to him.

Rahul slyly said to me, “Dekh, Pranali agar tujhe tere kapde chahiye toh tujhe bhi humare liye kuch karna padega.” (You’ll have to do something for us if you want your clothes back).

I had just literally put my body on display to get a few answers. Now I was being asked to do something just to get my own clothes back. “All men really are dogs,” I thought.

Kinda scary, especially since this was an open place. I asked him, “What do you want me to do, Rahul?”

“Come sit with us,” he said. Just sit with them? That was not bad. I started sitting on the empty place at the corner of the bench. But he didn’t want me sitting there. He wanted me to sit between him and another one of his friends. I didn’t think of much at the time.

So I just said, “Sure.” Immediately Rahul got out, let me go in, sit, and then sat back. I had my bag on my lap, which he snatched from me without even asking me, and placed it aside.

He then turned to me, came close to me, and said, “Pranali, I waited to have you for 2 years, but you were too good for me, weren’t you? And now, look at you. You are sitting between me and my friend dressed like a complete slut with your short skirt and tight shirt, which is putting your boobs on display for the entire college to see.”

“Why is he talking like that to me?” I thought. But, all that he was saying was indeed true. No one had talked dirty to me till then. I didn’t know whether to be ashamed? Turned on? Or just humiliated?

“Answer me when I talk to you,” said Rahul. I just nodded. “Do you like showing your body and naked legs to your peers and professors, Pranali?”

Now I was getting into it, so I said, “Oh yes! Rahul, I do.”

“Tell me what you are, Pranali?”

“I am a slut, Rahul.”

“Good little slut, what do you want to do?”

“I wanna show you what a good little slut I am, Rahul.”

“Do you mind everyone else seeing you in these skimpy clothes?”

“No, Rahul, I don’t care who sees me in these little clothes, coz I am a slut.”

I was really getting turned on by this convo. My pussy was very, very wet, wetter than it had ever been. Rahul and his friend had put their hands on my open, naked legs under the bench. They had started caressing it gently.

“Do you like our hands on your legs, Pranali?” he asked.

“Yes, Rahul, it feels so good, 2 pairs of hands touching me.” I was not lying. The rough hands of those boys felt real good caressing my smooth and glistening inner thighs.

How had this come to this? Just 24 hours ago, I was a good traditional Sindhi girl. Io had never worn anything more than a salwar kameez or seduced anyone or even had a boyfriend or even touched me.

And here I was in the middle of two guys. Sitting in the school canteen, wearing really skimpy clothes and getting caressed by both of them while talking dirty.

“We have a final task for you,” the other guy, to my right, spoke, breaking my flow of thought. This guy, Vinod, was sitting to my right and hadn’t spoken until then.

He never stopped caressing my inner thighs, just told me, “Pranali, to get back your old boring clothes, you have to do one last thing to prove that you really are a slut.” By this time, I was too turned on and too desperate to even argue. I just nodded. “Go to the washroom, take off your bra and come sit back here.”

“What the actual fuck!?” I thought to myself. Doing stuff when hidden was one thing. But taking off my bra when I had such a tight shirt on was ridiculous to even think of.

The professors, students, colleagues, would know that I was walking without anything below my shirt. Not to mention my breasts would be clearly visible due to the figure-hugging shirt.

I told him that I’d do anything else, just not this. He said my other option was to suck both of their cocks below the table right now. As if that was feasible!

Looking down and sweating due to nervousness, I coyly went out of the canteen. I went to the girl’s washroom to take off my bra, expose myself to the entire college. Then return to sit back between the 2 guys.

God only knew what they would do having me there like that. Nothing would be the same ever again; that traditional Sindhi girl was long gone.

To be continued.

Hello Old Friends! Your favorite writer (I guess) is back with another of her sex episode of a Tinder hookup that will leave you wanting more. I thank you all wholeheartedly for appreciating my stories so much. It is because of you guys that I keep coming back to this platform to share more stories.

For those who are new to my sex escapades, let me tell you a bit about myself. I am Chahat Khanna, 5’7″ tall, fair-complexioned, and have big eyes, always looking out for hot sex partners. I have been blessed with 34 sized melons and a 24 inches waist carved on a base of 34 inches with a glowing milk tone.

I will let your imagination take over from here. Without wasting any more time, let me get you all to my sex story with a chiseled man I met through Tinder.

I had a lot of virtual fun with him in lockdown, and he fucked my brains out on my own bed. With him, I experienced one of the most thrilling sex escapades of my life. Stay glued to my story about my lockdown delight.

Three weeks had passed since the nationwide lockdown was announced. Almost all of my friends had left for their hometown. I had to stay in the city as I couldn’t leave in time because of my prior work commitments. Then all airlines and rails came to a halt.

Eventually, I was extremely bored, alone, and horny. So, I thought of giving Tinder a try to pass some time with hot guys. I installed the Tinder application on my phone on a Tuesday afternoon

I added some sizzling hot pics of mine with a bio ‘Waiting to be locked in together with someone in this lockdown. Are you up for this challenge?’

I then got engrossed in work for an hour or so. Later, when I checked my Tinder, it had more than 73 likes and some messages on Tinder Gold. I was taken aback by the response. I figured out that half of them would be fake profiles.

I started browsing the profiles and almost left swiped everyone. Then, I came across the profile of Nishant, who had uploaded some shirtless pictures on the app. The man in the pics had a perfect chiseled body with sexy six-pack abs, biceps, and triceps, and a sharp jawline.

As much as I liked the pics, I was sure that that must be another fake profile. He had the bio Coffee | Travel Enthusiast | 6 feet | Would love to talk about how badly the lockdown needs to end. I got interested and swiped right, and it was an instant match. Then, the real fun began.

I was damn sure that he would send the first message, and so I waited for some time. In half an hour or so, I got a ping from him. I liked the body of the person displayed in the pics. But I still had my doubts. I knew that I would proceed forward only after thoroughly verifying the full credentials of the person.

Nishant: I am up for any challenge in the locked room with you. (He said, referring to my bio.)

Me: Oh! Straight to that? I like your attitude. But how do I believe you are the same person as in the pics?

He: You want to see me live then? Your place or mine?

Me: Not so fast, Mr. Nishant. Hold your horses. How about some more pics?

He: I’ll show you mine if you show me yours. It’s ‘give and take.’

He sent me a few more pics. But this time, he sent me his pics in full clothes. I still was doubtful if he was the same guy in the pics. So I thought of taking things a notch higher.

Me: I still can’t believe you are the same person as in the shirtless pics. How about my name written on your torso?

He: Oh! So we are going there, aren’t we? Cool! Give me a minute.

After a few minutes, he sent me a picture with my name CHAHAT written on his wide chest between his nipples with red lipstick. I scanned it carefully and finally believed it was him, actually.

Me: Alright, you are the guy then.

He: It’s your turn now, Chahat.

Casually, I sent him a picture of my arm and hand with my name CHAHAT written on it.

He: That’s way too 1940s and unjustified.

Me: Then? What do you want?

He: Be a sport and send me a bolder picture. Write my name across your cleavage.

Me: If we gel well, I might. Come on, impress me.

He: Oh! Another challenge, then? Not yet impressed with my gym physique? That usually does the trick.

Me: I loved your physique. In fact, that’s the only reason I right-swiped you.

He: Oh! Thank God. I put my shirtless pics, or this would never have started.

Me: That’s right.

He: How about you showing me something now? Just to keep the game hot.

Me: Feast yourself with a little cleavage pic of mine.

I searched my gallery and sent him an old cleavage pic.

He: I can’t see my name. Why don’t you write it between your boobs? Or is it too early? Come on, I thought you are much more bold and sexy. Show me something more.

Me: Just shut up and have some more.

I surfed my gallery and sent him some pictures of my sexy bareback.

He: Oh! I love the view from here. It would be better with me in the picture, though. Look what you are making me do.

And he sent me a picture of his huge bulge in his shorts. I must say these guys are really quick. Not even once did he try to know if I am actually the girl in the pics. He was ready to bare it all before me. I then asked him to take it easy and take things slow.

I explained that we need to develop mutual trust and understanding before we actually take things ahead. Gladly, he too understood my point of view. Over the next couple of weeks, we talked and chatted a lot on Whatsapp after exchanging numbers.

We sex chatted and also did some great phone sex. We had many sexy roleplays, which would lead us to multiple orgasms. He kept on persuading me to video call and all, but I always ignored him. He would frequently send me his workout videos and pics of his abs and muscles.

After watching those videos and pics, I would finger my pussy. But a finger can’t do what a cock can. I was alone and craved for some really good sex.

One day while chatting, Nishant again sent me the pic of his bulge in his shorts and began persuading me to come out of the closet. I was also horny and decided to play along.

Me: The view of the bulge would be better without the shorts, isn’t it?

He: The view can even be bigger and better with the help of your sexy boobs without a bra.

Me: Someone’s getting too needy.

He: With a girl like you, it’s a crime to not be needy.

Me: Okay then! Let’s start with the neediness. I want the perfect view.

After a minute or so, he sent me a picture of his large and thick dick. I have to admit that it was meaty and veiny and just the pic of it made me wet. I kept looking at the pic for some time.

Me: Umm! Looking at its hardness, I can definitely say someone’s definitely horny about me.

He: It’s your turn, babe. I kept my promise.

I, too, let go of all my inhibitions. I unhooked and removed my bra immediately. I clicked a pic of my perfect 34 sized boobs and sent it to him.

He: What sexiness! You know what I am thinking?

Me: What?

He: That I suck those melons dry and bite your nipples while you moan in pleasure.

Me: And can you guess my thoughts?

He: Shoot!

Me: That I suck the juices out of that meaty dick of yours again and again.

He: Just the meat? Are you sure you don’t wanna suck anything else?

He again sent me a few pics of his gym build body – front and back.

Me: Sure! I wanna kiss all over your washboard abs, chest, shoulders, and bite your neck and earlobes. Give hickeys and love bites all over your body. Scratch your muscled back as you make wild love to me. Kiss your lips passionately as well as bite them – lovemaking at its best.

He: Spicy! I like it. In fact, I love it. I am already imagining the things I’m gonna do to you once we meet.

Me: And what things are those?

He: Licking your clitoris hard, fingering your love hole, and inserting my tongue deep inside your pussy. Licking your pussy until you cum. And this will just be the trailer before the actual film and its climax. Chahat, come to my bed. I will make wild love to you all night. I will fill all your love holes.

He started singing the song ‘Bheege Honth Tere.’ I started getting aroused with his talking and singing. I don’t know when but I got rid of my night shorts and was only left in my black panties.

I put my hand inside my panties and started rubbing my pussy gently. My naughty pussy had already started flowing its love juices. We were both calm for some time when suddenly he asked me if I was fingering.

He: Naughty girl! Fingering your pussy?

Me: Nope! Don’t be overconfident. I am not desperate.

He: But I am damn sure you have one of your hands over the pussy. Come on, tell me. Don’t be shy.

Me: Oh, please! My hand can be over the pussy once I see the full movie. I am sure you have your dick in your hand. Right?

He: Absolutely right. I don’t hide things like you. But the full movie telecast is only possible live on a video call, and that too a nude video call.

Me: Want everything in just one movie? I don’t know about a nude video call but let us begin with a normal video call.

He: I am up for anything. So, today’s the day then when I will see the hotness live. Can’t wait. Hurry up.

I made sure I wore my black padded bra and sexy black panties to tease him all the more. Then, I video-called him and kept the video feed focussed on my face.

He: Wow! You are prettier than your pics! I guess I will die seeing your beauty. Your pics don’t do you justice, Chahat (He said, winking.)

Me: There’s absolutely no need to overdo it. And tell me something I don’t know. I know where your interests lie. Not in my face but everything that lies below it.

He: You are right, but I only told the truth. Let it be, what were we sucking for each other? Come on now and don’t be shy and show me your boobs, babe.

I directed the camera towards my bra caged boobs.

He: What the fuck! Don’t tease me further, babe. I’m already hot. Look what your face did to my mate.

(He directed the camera towards his cock caged in shorts. Since the shorts were loose, it was standing erect like a tower. My eyes glued there, and he saw that.)

He: You will see more of it once you show me your valleys.

Me: What should I do, darling? Your tool has made me very horny.

He: Let’s start by taking off that bra first. It’s hiding your beautiful jewels. Come on, Chahat, my balls will explode. My tool’s very hard. It badly needs a mouth or a pussy.

I supported my phone at the bedpost. I slowly and sexily unhooked the bra from behind, removed the straps but didn’t let it fall down.)

He: Chahat, you are such a tease. Come on. I have waited enough. Show me those assets.

I continued teasing him by slowly getting rid of the bra, but then I kept my hands on my boobs.

He: Fuck Chahat! Come on. Remove your hands. Let me see your beauty.

I finally showed him my right boob.

He: Sexy! Nice! Show me both of them, babe. Can’t wait anymore.

I then displayed both my boobs to him, and he acted like getting the shock of his life.

He: Fuck Chahat! A lovely pair of big melons you have been blessed with. I am sure a lot many men worked on them to get the desired results.

I just blushed and started playing with my boobs with my hands.

Me: What are you gonna do with them, Nishant, once you get hold of them?
He: I will suck these milky boobs of yours. Bite these nipples to my satisfaction. Suck and press them so hard that I can make you moan at the top of your voice. Such wild love, I will make to your boobs, baby.

I could sense from his tone that he was stroking his dick.

Me: Oh yeah! I would love it. And then what are you gonna do? (I asked in a seductive tone.)

He: I will tell that only if you take off those sexy panties hiding your love holes.
Me: Oooh! Someone’s in a hurry. What’s the rush, cowboy? And how do you even know I am wearing something downside? Possible that I am already naked.

He: When you’re on the other end, can’t go slow, darling. And I know you are wearing panties there to tease me. I have known that much about you.

Me: Tell me, why do you want my pussy?

He: So I can make passionate love to it with my fingers and my throbbing dick.

Saying that, he also placed his phone on his bedpost and removed his shorts in front of me in one go. He started stroking his dick. I also started continuously looking at that veiny meaty dick. He was stroking it in front of me, and I was looking at its big pink thick head.

I was extremely excited. I sexily took off my panties in front of him, spread my legs wide to show him my love holes, and started rubbing my pussy. He stopped stroking his dick and intently kept on looking at my clean-shaven pussy.

Me: What happened? Never seen a pussy before?

He: Seen dozens of them, but yours is extremely beautiful. Seems very tight to me. I am sure I will enjoy ramming that tight pussy. Come to me, Chahat. I will make it a memorable night.

Me: Cut the crap. Now, tell me, what are you gonna do with my pussy?

He: Why don’t you rub your pussy hard while I describe what I am gonna do to your love hole once I get you in my arms.

And I started rubbing my pussy.

He: I will spread your legs wide and lick your clitoris with my tongue slowly. Then, I will increase my speed while you keep moaning. Afterward, I will insert one finger inside your vagina while I lick and gently bite your pussy. Then, I will enter another finger in your pussy.

His words were making me extremely excited. I pushed my index finger inside my pussy and started moaning lightly.

He: I will continue stroking my fingers inside your pussy while I bite your clitoris. Come on, Chahat, one more finger.

I then penetrated two fingers inside my vagina and started stroking swiftly.

He: Think of your fingers as my dick, baby. I am fucking your pussy hard. Come on now, insert another finger, babe. Three fingers will provide you with much more pleasure.

I could see him holding his dick and masturbating while pleasuring me with his words. I didn’t insert the third finger but continued fingering my pussy. My other hand was mauling my own boobs.

He: Think that I am vigorously fucking your pussy, babe. Quickly pounding my dick in and out and as deep as possible with my thrusts.

I started moaning loudly and was almost on the verge of cumming. He was very good, just with his words making me wonder how good he must be in real.

He: I know you’re feeling great, baby. Feel my hard dick inside your pussy as I am fucking you with my full capacity.

His words were seductive enough that I had a huge orgasm with a loud moan. My body was shivering with the orgasm. I looked at Nishant, and my eyes were filled with nothing but pleasure and immense satisfaction. I could see him stroking his dick fast. I also decided to get into the act to make him cum fast.)

Me: Yes, baby, keep stroking that big thick dick of yours. Think as if your long dick is inside my mouth and reaching till my throat feeling the fluids and the warmth of my mouth.

He: Oh yes! Keep it going, baby. I so wanna fuck your mouth hard and penetrate my full dick deep inside your throat.

Me: Yes, darling! You’re holding my head and very swiftly pushing your penis deep inside my mouth in and out, making me gag. My mouth is oozing oodles of saliva and your pre-cum on your dick. Fuck my mouth harder, baby.

He: Oh yes, baby! I am fucking your mouth very hard and fast. I can feel the insides of your mouth and throat. It’s fluid and very warm. I love it. I am fucking your mouth as if it’s your vagina.

I sensed that he was closing in on his orgasm.

She: Come on, baby, push your dick further inside my mouth. Choke me, baby. Choke me.

He let out a loud moan and finally cummed a lot. And by lot, I mean a lot.

He: You were sensational, babe. I can’t wait to meet you and lick you all over your body. Damn this lockdown.

She: You were great as well. Skilled with your words. It was an amazing orgasm that we had together.

We continued those erotic chats and video calls over the days. Due to lockdown, everything was closed, and there was no place to meet. We were getting hornier every passing day – a feeling we had to live with.

As the lockdown restrictions started lifting slowly, a few coffee shops opened up. We finally decided to meet over coffee. I was very excited and decided to dress accordingly. I wore a sexy yellow crop top revealing my belly button and paired it with Zara white shorts.

When I reached the coffee shop, I found him waiting already. He was 6 feet tall, dressed in a white tee, an open striped red shirt paired with faded blue denim, and white sneakers. He was just as handsome in real life as I had witnessed over video calls.

We met and hugged. We ordered some light food and cappuccino in the coffee shop in our first official meeting. He was a fun-loving smart guy, exactly the way I thought about him. We talked about what transpired between us in the past few days.

We discussed how eager we both were to meet and fuck each other. I had no plans to fuck him that day. After our coffee date later that night, he dropped me in the parking of my society building. Before getting off of the car, we bid goodbyes.

As we looked at each other, it was very evident what both of us wanted. Our sex hormones were driving us crazy to devour each other. He brought his face closer to mine, pulled my face towards his, and started kissing me on the lips. We both then indulged in a passionate french kiss with continuous drooling.

We were vigorously kissing and biting each other’s lips. We then stopped for a while.

He: I was waiting for this moment, Chahat. Kissing and biting your cherry lips.

Me: So what are you waiting for, now? Kiss me again (I said seductively.) I have been longing for it since the time I saw you.

He then again started kissing me passionately with me cooperating with him. We opened our mouths wide, so we could feel each other’s tongues. We kept on kissing for some time. While kissing, he was also fondling my boobs with pressing and mauling them, and rubbing my pussy.

I didn’t stop him at all. Even if he had rendered me naked in the car and fucked me then and there, I would have been okay with it. I also didn’t shy away from feeling his cock over his denim. Also, I lifted his tee and felt his washboard abs. It took my excitement to another level.

I kept my hands over his crotch and felt, to my satisfaction, the size of his dick. He also moved his hand inside my crop top and pressed my melons and my nipples. We could no longer control our urges. After much thinking, I invited him to come to my abode and fuck my brains out.

He was waiting for it and immediately agreed. We soon parked his car and reached my place. Crazy and wild lovemaking happened between the two of us at my place. But I will write that in a completely new story of the hot sex with my horny Tinder date, which I will publish soon.

Till then, keep sending your love. Stay safe and stay healthy. Leave your comments on this story on my mail [email protected]. I am very active at replying to emails.

A special mention to a friend Avijit for helping me put my experience into words. Though a new acquaintance, his help is much appreciated. You can connect with him on his mail [email protected]

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Hello readers! I am Anand back with yet another storyabout strangers. Thank you for your amazing comments and love. I really appreciate your patience. I am thankful for such a great fanbase. You inspire me to write more. Keep the support coming, and I will try to keep you cumming!

After about 8 months of being inside the comfort of my home, I have finally decided to step into the wilderness and the serene beauty of nature and natural phenomenon. Hills have always been my go-to place to unwind. Sun and sand are not my things. I am more of a guy for greens and mists.

The bus journey started with not many people on it. I wasn’t surprised but didn’t think much about it. After a journey of 20 minutes, the bus stopped.

There are some moments in life that we least expect to happen – but it happens anyway. This was one such moment. The lights were on, the smell of her perfume, and the jasmine on her head filled the bus. I was too involved in the movie, which stopped me from looking up from my phone.

As she neared me, I could see someone in a salwar walking from the front through my peripheral vision. She tried to load her bags into the cabin above the seat across mine. Simultaneously, the bus moved. The sudden movement caused her to trip and fall backward.

She fell over me, my hands touched her ass, my eyes dilated as I saw her for the first time. Round face, moisturized and soft skin, fluttering eyes, confused look, sparkly teeth, embarrassed smile, and cherry lips. And she had a small mole right below her nose. She kept muttering sorry to me:

“I am so sorry, extremely sorry, really sorry. I tripped. I am so sorry.”

“Hey! It’s ok, I am fine, are you ok?” I replied.

I helped her get back on her feet when the whole situation sunk in, “Are you ok?”

She smiled and said, “I am ok. Thank you again and really sorry again.”

She was still embarrassed. Her cheeks were reddened. She was blushing and had a smile plastered over her face.

I cursed loudly when I realized that my phone was missing. After a brief search, I found it face-down under the seat in front of me. I was cursing under my breath. She might have noticed all this and therefore asked, “What happened?”

“You broke my phone!” I was pissed.

She was kind of sad to look at when I said that. She managed to say “I am sorry” with a puppy face and an innocent voice. I wanted to own that innocence then and there.

I smiled!

“Sorry, I never introduced myself. I am Kavya!”

“I am Anand,” I replied.

We shook hands and exchanged smiles. We had a brief talk. I realized she was going back to Coimbatore from college and intended to surprise her parents with her visit. The bus was speeding through the highway.

The time was way past 1 when the bus stopped for a small break. I had to pee. I was holding it for a long time. I rushed off without telling her anything. When I came back, she was not in her seat. I thought she had gone to pee as well until I saw her sitting next to my seat.

I went near her and asked if I could have the window seat?

She laughed out loud for a few seconds. “Seriously, this is what you will ask a girl who is sitting next to you? All you need is a Window seat?”

“Seriously.”

I smiled all the while. She came out of the seat to let me in. She was still rambling, “You had to ask this only?”

We continued to joke about that for a couple of minutes. She had a lot to tell about how her friends would have reacted to this situation. The whole situation was jovial. I am really nostalgic thinking about it. The bus took off after all the passengers got back in.

The lights were off. I found her to be the temple of feminineness when the passing vehicle lights illuminated her face. The illumination of her face, the smell from the flower that crowned her head, her perfume, her pheromones suddenly gave me an urge to kiss her.

As she rambled about this and that. I kept looking at how her lips moved and flowed. It was the most beautiful dance I have ever seen. I stopped hearing her voice. All I could feel was her scent in my nostrils, a thumping heart, dry lips desperately seeking my care – the images of kissing her in my head.

As our eyes met, she stopped rambling. I said: “I am going to kiss you now.” Her mouth parted, convening her will. My brain ran 1000 scenarios in which this can go wrong. I inched closer to her lips. A sudden rush of fear came over me, and I froze midway.

It was as if she could sense my fear. She latched on to my lips before I could decide to move away. They danced, bit, scratched, kissed, abused each other. I opened my mouth ever so slightly to let some air in, and her tongue glided in as if it were her cue.

Her tongue danced in my mouth, playing with my tongue until saliva dripped from our mouths. And we didn’t care. A reunion happened, something that was meant to happen for millions of years. A cosmic balance was restored.

We were so into each other that we lost track of time. Amidst all this action, I had managed to lift the hand rest separating our seats. My hands ran over her face, her neck, and her hair. Her hand was running through my hair and occasionally tugging at it.

We stopped to catch our breath. Our eyes met, no words were spoken. We both were consumed by lust for each other, wanting to devour each other and bath in each other’s sex juices.

Nothing else mattered that moment, not the surrounding, not the people in the seat behind us, not our rational thoughts. I just wanted to drown in her lust, and she in mine. Even when our lips were apart, our hands weren’t. I was caressing her cheeks, and she was rubbing her head against my hands like a loyal puppy.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her in a jiffy towards me, and started kissing her again. The aggressiveness of my action opened up the passion in her. She was far more passionate this time. My lips were barely enough for her. She was kissing me all around, breathing laboriously.

She just couldn’t get enough of me. She was a whole different person this time around, fighting for control of the situation. I grabbed her neck and slightly choked her. She was desperately trying to kiss me, even with me choking her. I said, “Stop,” sternly.

I could see people moving behind us. And the lights came back on. The helper on the bus shouted – “Coimbatore, Coimbatore. Ella erangunga (Get down)” We were quick to adjust our positions. With all the excitement around, I forgot that it was already 4 in the morning.

I didn’t want to stop, she didn’t want to stop, now we were each other’s oxygen. We needed each other to breathe. I was quick to tell her, “Get your luggage and come with me.” She just nodded, and I could see the excitement on her face.

As we grabbed our luggage, I made sure that she felt my presence right behind her. At times, she felt my hardness too. I gave her my unlocked phone and asked her to book a room in Oyo and choose the pay from hotel option. She was browsing through the rooms.

I quickly sneaked into the nearby medical shop and purchased a few packets of condemns. As I came out, she was smiling at me, and I winked back at her. I called for the nearby taxi and gave him the address. The journey was just 15 minutes. The closeness of our body was feeling our fire inside.

I was constantly playing with her thighs and knees and made sure to go near her pussy and not touch it. The driver was unaware of our ordeal in his backseat. As the vehicle came to a halt, I pressed her pussy hard. She gasped for air. I could see her blushing cheeks and quick breaths.

The driver now knew what was going on. I paid him, rushed to the reception, paid the booking amount, completed formalities, and he showed us to our room.

As soon as we got in the room, I ordered two cups of coffee to the houseboy and asked him to bring them after 45 minutes. We entered the room. I closed the door behind me. I saw her stretching her body.

“Sit,” I ordered. I don’t know if it was my voice or if she is submissive in nature, but she obeyed immediately. She was on the bed, her arms by the side. Her eyes locked on mine, with a wicked smile on her lips and a curious look on her face.

Maybe it was the cold, or it was the arousal from our foreplay. I could see her nipples over her dress and, I liked what I saw. I started unbuttoning my shirt. As I removed my first button, I told her, “Strip.” She was quick as if she had been waiting for my command.

Her top and bottom were off in a jiffy. And she was just in her grandmother-panties. I was surprised to see her not wearing any bra. I removed my shirt completely and was admiring her from a distance.

As I inched closer to her, I commanded her, “Kneel.” She went on her knees like a good puppy, all innocent and baby-like. I stood in front of her and asked her to strip me. And she complied – seductively removed my buckle first and then my jean, all the while maintaining eye contact.

She was a natural artist. But now that she saw the bulge in my underwear, her eyes were fixated on that. I spoke, breaking her fantasy: “Up.”

She got up hesitantly. Her eyes rose with her until it met mine. I saw her pupils dilate again. The excitement of the near future was evident in her eyes, probably in mine too. As our eyes met, sparks were flying around us. I charged towards her, pinned her to the wall, and kissed her on her lips.

I made sure to make her earn for my lips before I gave her a taste of the fruit. I left her wanting more. The complete kiss session lasted for about 10 minutes. I controlled how we kissed, the passion, tempo, and speed of the kiss. We didn’t care for the time, the lights, the chilling temperature of the room.

We wanted to writhe in pleasure, in the bliss at the moment, the sin of the act, and the taboo of sex. I moved my hands to her hips and pulled them hard towards me. Her head was against the wall as we continued to kiss, and her pussy was grinding against my cock.

As we kissed, she started to moan into my mouth and constantly throwing her head back in pleasure to gasp. I moved my lips down to her neck, kissing along the lining of her cheeks. Her moans turned into screams, screams of wanting more of the pleasure, more of the pain, more of submission.

She climbed onto my hips and threw her legs around me. My face was right in front of her breasts. I blew some hot air into her cleavage, and she moaned to it.

The symmetrical, perky books were a sight to behold. With our hormones raging, lust burning, I would expect me to rough up her breasts, and boy did she want me to. She started pushing my head towards her nipples. I resisted her push and blew some air towards her nipple.

She threw her head back as the hot air meddled with her nipples. The breasts moved up and down as she breathed. I was sensual with the way I played with her breasts. I would lock eyes with her and touch her nipples with the tip of my tongue. She would throw her head back.

I would track the line of her areola without touching the nipples, then would lick along her cleavage. I made sure she was hit with waves of pleasure while ensuring she didn’t succumb to one. As she was coming down from her high, I slowly devoured her nipples and sucked on them hard.

While the breast was inside my mouth, I twisted my tongue and stimulated her nipples. She pushed my head towards her breast, even more, tried to push her breast even more into my mouth. I slowly pulled away from it while making sure I pulled her nipples with my lips.

Her moans of pleasure turned into screams of pleasure. I could feel the wetness in her panties increasing by the minute. I couldn’t hold her in the air any longer. Her movements were making it harder. I turned around and threw her on the bed.

She bounced once, twice before laying there with her arms open, trying to catch her breath. I pounced on her like a lion pouncing on its prey. The chase is done. We have both reached the high of the chase. Now all that was left is fine dining and on the bed lay my meal, and standing over it was its meal.

I pinned her hand to the bed and licked my way down from her forehead. Then the nose, lips, ears, neck, armpits, cleavage, and finally her nipples. I spent ample time suck, lick, pull her nipples with my lips and occasionally bite her gently to heighten her arousal.

I made sure she didn’t move. The most she could do was writhe under me and scream at the top of her voice. Every time she flitted around the edges of her orgasm, I could see her face lit up. I would slow down the tempo to bring her down from the high.

She was obedient, didn’t ask for more than what I gave her. I had decided this will not be the only time I will feast on her. Now I was on her belly, released her hands, legs on either side of her, and pinning her thighs to the bed. She was slowly coming down from the high.

Just to keep her on edge, I touched her pussy over her soaked panties. The touch was sensual, slow, and aimed at keeping her on edge. As soon as I saw her face lit up, I removed my hands from there, and she was desperate for more touch. I have kept her on edge for quite a long time now, and time for her release.

Here is what happened next, “Keep your hands over your head and keep your fingers interlocked and listen to me do not let go, no matter what happens. And keep your eyes at me and do not, DO NOT dare to move them.” She realized I was serious and her obedience followed.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes…” She replied.

“Yes. What?”

She was puzzled for a moment but proceeded to say, “Yes, Sir!”

A chill ran up my spine. I just wanted to reward her with an orgasm. Instead, I ran my fingers over her, from the forehead, down to her lips, neck, ears, shoulder, armpits, cleavage, nipples, navel, waist, and then back up. I continued doing this again and again.

Occasionally I would ask her, “Say again?” And she would reply, “Yes, Sir,” in a different tone every time I ask her.

With everything I was doing to her, she made sure to maintain eye contact. When the pleasure heightens, she would barely close her eyes. I will remove my hands. She will lock her gaze again.

This continued for some time, and then the bell rang. I knew it was the room boy. Or should I call him the room man, probably 35 years old, married with two kids? I shouted: “Come in.” I could see her pupil dilate in surprise and excitement. But she did not dare to open her mouth.

He came in, closed the door. Before he turned fully, I pinched her nipples with my hands, and she screamed. He only then realized what was happening. He turned around in horror (or maybe excitement or even surprise). But he was frozen, with his eyes open and the coffee about to spill.

I intervened and asked him to place the coffee tray on the table nearby. He did and turned around to leave. I stopped him, “Sit here,” and showed him the chair near the bed. An invitation no one would dream of and every man’s fantasy. And he complied!

With all the buildup, she was already on the verge. I continued to pinch her nipples as I spoke to the room boy. She didn’t dare to utter a single word and didn’t dare to break eye contact. ‘How good a slave will she make?’ I thought and smiled. I brushed the thought aside and focused on her now.

Alternate waves of pain and pleasure hit her, very evident from her face. She was almost there – the buildup and constant denial already had her on edge. The pain pushed her over it. Her body convulsed, fists clenched, belly shrunk and out flowed her juices.

She was gasping for air. Boy, did she not move her hands or her eyes. ‘Such a good slave,’ I thought again. As she was trying to catch her breath, I removed her panties and threw them on the room boy’s face, and said, “You can keep that.” He sniffed the panties and touched the bulge over his pants.

I continued, “Don’t touch that! You got to stay here, stay and watch, and don’t dare to touch your cock.” He was shocked but moved his hands from there. I moved between her legs and licked along the slit of her pussy with a flat tongue. My flat tongue technique was the most tried and tested.

I didn’t want to tease her here. I want to bring another orgasm to her before she came down from her high. She gasped for air, arched her back. Her eyes were still locked with mine.

Every time I made it difficult for her to follow my instructions, she somehow found the strength to follow them. Every time that happened, a chill ran up my spine.

I parted her slit and licked the outline of her pussy, occasionally touching the clit. My fingers continued to tug her nipples, pinching it, squeezing it. She seemed to welcome pain, enjoy it, own it, and I liked that. My tongue movement was quick and slow, constantly changing the way I ate her pussy.

Sometimes I would suck the pussy as a whole. As I would leave the pussy, a sound would be heard. The pussy play was intense – for a moment, I rose up from her pussy to tell her: “Cum for me.” As I increased the pace, I inserted 2 fingers inside her pussy, slowly and sensually.

She erupted! The justices started pouring down my face and her scream resonated in the room. The air conditioner was set at 18 degrees. Yet, it felt like we were inside a furnace.

I got up and told her to clean my face. With a smile, she replied, “Yes, sir.” She rose from her bed, still tipsy from her earth-shattering orgasm. She cleaned her juices from my face, using her tongue. She was sensual, slow, and teasing.

Once she was done cleaning up, I caught her by her hair and pushed her face down to near my groin.

“Your reward,” I said. She looked up with a smile, a glint in her eyes. Man, was she hot!

She was completely opposite now. She was hard, rushing, desperately trying to Catch as much breath as she can – as if she is going underwater. She slipped my boxer down the cock sprang out, which was dripping some pre-cum. She grabbed my cock, as if she was starving for so long, and this is her Nirvana!

She extended her tongue to lick the pre-cum off of my cock. That was all the sensual part in it. She pointed at it like a hungry tigress. She was choking immediately but wouldn’t let go. Her tongue would swirl around my cock as she sucked it.

The technique was not great. The cock would touch her teeth. But I did not stop her. This is her reward for her obedience. So I let her free. She had the entire cock inside her mouth, saliva was dripping down her throat, she was unable to breathe, and she didn’t care.

I started oozing pre-cum as her stimulation intensified. I controlled my urges to grab her head and fuck her mouth with my cock – this was her reward, her candy. I was moaning loud and encouraging her to keep doing what she was doing. I occasionally said, “Good girl,” and her intensity would increase.

I was almost there and told her that she didn’t back down. She kept sucking it faster and faster. I started to groan before coming. She shoved my cock deep inside her throat. The flood gates opened, and my cum flowed down her throat. Some juice flowed outside her mouth, and she didn’t care.

I felt the release calming my nerves, taking me to a new high – I was weightless. I dropped to the bed and tried catching the breath. That was incredible.

I lay there in the bed. I watched her get up from the bed, picked up the coffee tray, gave it to the waiter. She kissed him on the lips with my cum still on her mouth and face. He didn’t turn away. He responded with a kiss. As he started to increase the pace of the kiss, she moved away with a smile.

I was impressed at a seductress in play. I loved the show. I extended a 500 rupee note to her. She got it from me and pushed it inside his pant pocket. I wanted to coo at the show she was putting on.

The waiter left, we cuddled on the bed and drifted into sleep.

That’s it, guys. I hope I have made you all come with my story of afun night with a stranger on a bus. Keep supporting me and mail me your comments, remarks, love, fantasies, critics, suggestions. You can reach me at [email protected]. I am available in hangouts as well.

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Love, Master Anand

After graduation, I joined an IT firm in Mumbai, away from home. I missed my parents, friends, and of course, wild fucking. We were eleven staff members in the office, eight cocks, and three cunts.

Krish is the senior manager, Bob is the Assistant manager. Anil, Carl, Dev and Prem are senior colleagues. Jai and Vir are freshers like me, joined straight from college. Anita is a senior colleague and Kavya is a receptionist. Among cocks, Jai and Vir were bachelors. Anita was married and Kavya was my roommate and had a boyfriend.)

I could not keep my eyes open and dozed off the moment the car started moving. After getting used to heavy-duty fucking in college, the suddenly enforced celibacy was getting on my nerves.

In a new city, with no friends and a new job, I was scared to fuck, it could land me in trouble. So, last night, I stayed awake watching porn and fingering cunt and had only a few hours of sleep.

Senior manager Krish arranged a picnic for three days in Panvel for the entire staff. We had four holidays at a stretch and all of us were thrilled. Krish had a farmhouse, which had four rooms and all amenities. The wives could not accompany us as kid’s annual exams were approaching.

Kavya brought her boyfriend along and Anita had to cancel at the last minute due to some family function.

I don’t know how long I must have slept when the car lurched my head lightly banged on the car door glass. My sleep was disturbed as Dev gently patted my hand.

“Ishika, you sit in the center, then you won’t bang your head, “he gently told me.

I thanked him and changed places. I thought he purposely slid hands on my buttocks as I was shifting. I closed my eyes and was drifting into sleep when Jai’s words alerted me. Jai was sitting on my right side.

“Krish, look at her boobs, how they are shaking gently, “Jai whispered. (Our company policy is we don’t say ‘Sir’ while talking to seniors. Names only.)

Bob who was driving, looked in the rearview mirror whispered back. “I don’t know how you are controlling. If I were in your seat, I would have grabbed those tits.”

Dev said, “Shall I touch her thigh? She is fast asleep.”

Krish whispered angrily, “You idiots if she shouts ‘Me too’, all of us will be on the streets, if not, in prison.”

Vir asked, “Krish, you never felt like squeezing those tits? I have seen so many times, she almost rubs tits on your shoulder while taking your signatures?”

Krish sighed, “Are you joking? Sometimes she innocently presses boobs lightly. I am going mad, every time she comes close to me, I have mad impulse to push her on the table and fuck her.”

Jai said, “Why don’t you? There is no CC camera in your room. We all have to be careful. She sits opposite me and her thunder thighs are irresistible. Her cunt mound is so seductive in her tight jeans. When she comes in skirts, I want to go under the table, lift the skirt, and lick her juicy cunt.”

My heartbeat quickened and my cunt oozed.

Vir sighed, “Daily I watch her boobs profile. When she drops something, she takes a long time to pick up and flashes cleavage. I want to grab those tits and fuck the cleavage.”

Anil said, “She is so beautiful and sexy like Kareena. Same milky white and rosy complexion, streaks in hair, and awesome figure.”

Krish said, “Yes, bigger boobs and thunder thighs. I have seen such thighs only in tennis superstars. But, what to do? Just within reach, but we can’t touch her. She might as well be on the moon.”

I pretended to be fast asleep and spread my legs wide, touching my thighs to the men.

Dev sighed, “I can’t resist. I will touch her thigh” and laid his hand gently on my thigh. I didn’t move.

Krish was looking back, “Be careful, she might wake up.”

Jai was boldened and lifted my skirt above my knees and pushed it above my thigh and pressed my thigh. I still acted as if in deep sleep. Now, Vir and Anil also were excited. They were sitting in the back seat and they cupped each tit and pressed gently.

Krish was excited but was scared also, and said, “Don’t squeeze hard, she may wake up.”

Anil whispered back, “Don’t worry about us. We will be gentle. Ask Bob to drive carefully, sudden jolts will wake her up.”

I slumped back in the seat as if in sleep, further spreading my thighs. Men were getting bolder, as they were stroking and mauling tits and thighs harder. I could not control when Jai pulled my panty to one side, peeped, and said, “Wow. She shaved her cunt. It is smooth like marble. Shall I insert a finger?” as he moved his fingers on my cunt mound.

At the same time, Krish stretched back, cupped my left tit, and pressed. I sat up with a jolt and shouted, “What is happening?!”

Suddenly, they withdrew hands. Their faces were pale and they moved away and were watching from windows at the scenery, nervously. No one talked.

I again said in a small tone, “I never expected this from you guys. I thought I was in the company of gentlemen.”

Jai stammered, “Sorry, Ishika, I could not control. The sight of your bouncing boobs was too much.”

I glared at Krish, “You are young, I can understand that you were blinded by lust. But, what about you, Krish, and others? All are married and have children?”

Krish turned back with a sheepish grin and said, “We are sorry Ishika. We are married bachelors, our wives consent for sex reluctantly once a week or fortnight. Ever since you joined our office, we are smitten by your sexy smile, body, and fragrance.

I know you don’t purposely do it, but the way you walk sensuously, smile seductively.. and yes, flash cleavage innocently, made us all mad. I am sorry we could not control it and I promise you that we will all behave decently. Don’t we, boys?”

All nodded and said “yes,” morosely.

I was silent for a few minutes. I knew they were all scared, one complaint from me, and all their careers would be at stake.

I laughed and said ” If you all behave decently, where would be fun at the picnic? Come on, smile, and rejoice. We will have unlimited fun but on my terms? Okay?”

While saying this, I undid 2 buttons and spread my shirt to flash my cleavage. Like a switch turned on, all their faces glowed like thousand-watt bulbs. Dev and Jai tried to grab my tits and I slapped their wrists.

I said, “First listen to my terms.”

Krish beamed happily, “Any and all terms accepted. But tell, anyway.”

I undid all buttons and opened my shirt and stood up and kissed Krish first full-on lips, and a peck on Bob’s cheek (he was driving) and kissed rest in order of seniority.

I said, “I will start with Krish, Bob…and then the seniors, finally juniors.”

Jai and Vir protested, “That is unfair. We should be the first, we are unmarried.”

I lifted my hand and said, “You agreed to my terms. Don’t worry, I will take care of all of you. when we go back, you will not be able to walk.”

Bob said, “Ishika, I think you are biting more than you can chew. Eight men for three days? You will be the one unable to walk or even stand.”

I laughed and said, “We will see about that. Don’t interrupt me. My second condition is that I should have a room exclusively for myself. All of you can come freely and fuck me.

The third condition is I need 6 to 8 hours of undisturbed rest. When I wake up I will call Krish.

The fourth is, needless to say, it is hard work and I need you to give me a good oil massage and a hot bath. You can fuck while you do that. ok?”

Krish gave a big smile and said, “All your conditions are accepted. We thought of giving one room for you two girls, but we can give one room to Kavya and her boyfriend, they will not step out for three days. Ishika can have her room and we men will share two rooms.”

I laughed and said, “I don’t think you will stay in your rooms for long, maybe a few hours. Krish, how many condoms are in stock? Better stock sufficiently, or else ‘No Entry’. Also, buy vaseline, butter, not Amul butter, desi butter, coconut oil, tissues, and gel, to last three days. We should not run for them at the last minute.”

As soon as Krish said ok, eight hands were on me. Now we were out of city limits and there was no traffic. The car’s windows had shades. Dev and Jai opened my shirt and unhooked and shifted the bra and latched on to my tits. I hitched up my skirt above my thighs and removed my panty and spread my legs.

Jai immediately left the tit and moved south and buried his face in my cunt. Krish turned back, extended his hand, and was playing with my boob and thighs. Bob was finding it difficult to look at the road since he was constantly looking in the rearview mirror.

Suddenly, Bob said, “We are approaching a medical store. I will buy the items Ishika ordered.”

All moved away, I adjusted my dress. Bob bought all the items and laughed as he drove the car.

“The shop owner’s eyes popped out when he saw my list. He could not control and asked me if I was buying a year’s stock of condoms,” Bob said.

Again, the action started, I unzipped, Dev and Jai’s pants, pulled out cocks, and sucked each cock for a few minutes. Jai spilled cum within minutes and Krish changed places with him.

I told them that I didn’t want them to cum, since it would spoil my dress and if they are unable to control it, they should take out cock from my mouth and give the next guy. Bob changed places also with Dev and Dev took the steering.

By the time we reached the guest house, I have sucked all cocks, and everyone sucked my boobs and fingered or licked my cunt.

When we reached the guest house, the second car already arrived. Carl, Prem, Kavya, and her boyfriend were impatiently pacing. Kavya and her BF were particularly agitated since they wanted to fuck straight away.

Carl grumbled, “Where have you been? We are waiting for ages?”

Krish laughed and said, “We stopped to buy a few things for Ishika. Bahadur, why didn’t you show them their rooms?” He admonished Bahadur, the watchman.

Bahadur mumbled that they wanted to wait till we reached. Kavya asked me why I could not finish my shopping in Mumbai.

Krish said, “Welcome to my guest house. Enjoy the gardens, nature, clean fresh air, and my hospitality. There are four rooms, initially, I thought of giving one room to the girls and three to men. On second thoughts, it is fair to give one room to Kavya and her BF, one room to Ishika, and two for us. What do you say?”

All were happy, except Carl and Prem. Dev took them aside and explained the matters. Their eyes widened and they gaped at me. I winked.

Krish told Kavya and her BF to enjoy, the room had a mini bar, snacks, TV, and many adult videos. We waited patiently for them to lock the door and rushed to my room. My cunt was on fire and I needed a cock to quench it. After we went in, there was embarrassment and confusion.

Prem asked, “Ishika, how do you plan? You said we get our chance by seniority, rest of us will wait outside like in restrooms?”

I laughed and said, “There is no need, if you are ok with it, all can stay here and have fun with me while I am being fucked.”

No sooner than I said it, they were about to pounce on me like a pack of wolves.

I raised my hand and stopped them, “I will do only what I am comfortable with. I want four at a time, one will fuck, I will suck another, and two can play and suck my boobs. Others patiently watch and take a position vacated by others. I plan to satisfy you all. ”

Krish came forward, kissed me, and removed my shirt, skirt. They almost fainted when their eyes feasted on my naked beauty. I have an hourglass figure, full, firm tits with pink nipples, slender waist, deep navel, a puffed-up poori-like cunt mound, and, of course, thunder thighs. Within seconds, they were all naked, with throbbing cocks.

Krish slowly pushed me on the bed, and kissed me, squeezing my tits. I played with his cock and balls as he squeezed and sucked boobs for a few minutes and started licking my overflowing cunt.

I was smiling at all of them and their cocks, and when Krish started licking I beckoned, Bob, Dev, and Carl. Dev and Carl started sucking my boobs like hungry babies as I licked Bob’s cock.

Bob started moaning and I was hit by a wave of orgasm as Krish expertly flicked my clit with his tongue with the speed of butterfly wings. I screamed and pulled Krish’s hair.

“Fuck me, now” I ordered. He didn’t wait for a second, he pushed his hot cock inside (I told beforehand that men who had vasectomy surgery can fuck me without condoms). I purred like a cat which tasted cream after a long time.

“Hmmm, this is heaven, how long it is since a cock entered my sweet cunt,” I thought as Krish started fucking harder, and I began to suck Dev with the same rhythm.

After Krish buried cock full in my cunt and filled my cunt with cum, he sighed and removed his cock. Bob eagerly rushed to fuck me. I stopped him and told Krish, “Krish, should you not leave my cunt as it was before you fucked? Please clean the mess you made and go.”

Everyone laughed as Krish cleaned my cunt with a tissue. As Bob inserted cock, Dev was promoted up to cock sucking section, Prem took over boob sucking. I found myself getting hornier with each minute and started giving upward thrusts and encouraging them to fuck harder, deeper.

Two hours later, we completed one round. They accompanied me to the restroom and washed my cunt with warm water. Eight men gave me an excellent massage, Jai applied butter around and in my cunt, and Vir put ice cubes in a handkerchief and gently swabbed cunt as I instructed.

After an hour of rest, we resumed fucking. During the first session, some men came quickly and were embarrassed. I assured them that it was because they were fucking after a long time.

This time I told them that I want them to fuck me in all positions. As I was riding Prem and sucking Anil’s cock, I asked them, “How many have anal fucking experience?”

Krish and Dev had, that too not with wives. Prem’s wife enjoyed anal fucking.

I leaned forward and told Krish, “Take the gel, apply liberally on your cock and in my ass, and start fucking. Prem, you should match your fucking with Krish’s.”

I engaged six cocks at the same time, one in cunt, ass, and mouth each, two in both hands, and Vir was thin, he somehow squeezed in to fuck the tits. After the second session, I was quite relaxed and rejuvenated and we had a sumptuous lunch in the garden. Kavya and BF also joined.

As we relaxed in the cool shades of trees, I asked Krish, “How many people stay in the farmhouse premises to maintain?”

Krish said, “Watchman, gardener, and cook. Why do you ask?”

I said, “I can’t fuck in the confines of the room. Can we fuck in the gardens and swimming pool? It would be awesome, but the problem is with your people. Can you send them away for two days?”

Krish smiled and said, “No. We are eleven people, who will cook? If we are engaged in cooking, cleaning, how can we fuck? But, don’t worry, they are trustworthy. They will watch us fucking and shag but they will not bother us.”

I heard a gasp and turned around. Kavya and her BF were right behind us. We thought that they went to their room.

Kavya was pale and was stammering, “Ishika, what I am hearing? You… are… fucking all eight of them? Impossible. Tell me, you are joking.” Her BF’s eyes were like saucers. His jaw fell open as if unhinged.

Krish panicked and said, “No, no. Kavya, you got it wrong. There was no force, Ishika volunteered. She is fucking of her own free will.”

I hugged Kavya and told her, “Thanks for your concern, Kavya. Krish is right. I missed hard fucking for many months, so I thought why not?”

Kavya was still dazed, and exclaimed, “Why not? I am unable to cope up with one…and you are talking about eight?”

Her BF was already undressing me and visualizing my fucking eight cocks in his mind.

I smiled, “Practice makes one perfect. You have three holes and two hands, and if you know the tricks, you can manage and make them cum. You should also develop the skill to control cunt muscles. Then, it is not so difficult. We are going to fuck in the garden, swimming pool, so you can see if you wish to.”

Kavya didn’t reply and her BF guided her to their room. I could see the cook and gardener going to their quarters for siesta. I removed my t-shirt and shorts and walked to the pool naked and sat on the edge dangling my feet in the water. One by one, all men approached with erect cocks.

Bob and Vir entered the pool and waded towards me, and Bob spread my legs and Vir buried his face in my crotch and began licking. I grabbed the nearest cock, Anil’s, and started sucking. Others were grabbing my tits, buttocks, rubbing their cocks on whichever body part was accessible.

I saw Krish arranging a big double-bed cot under the shade of a huge tree. His farmhouse staff carried cot, mattress, bedsheets, and pillows and neatly made up the bed.

Krish whistled and the men carried me to the bed and threw me on the bed. There was no hustle or hurry, all were relaxed. They knew everyone would get a chance to fuck me and would patiently suck a boob, kiss or rub cocks on buttocks, stomach, neck, and Vir even rubbed cock on my toes and underarms.

So, they worked in tandem and fucked me in all the holes, sometimes one will remove his cock and offer it to another. There was complete harmony and I took care that no one was neglected or left out.

When Carl was fucking me in the ass and I was sucking Krish, Jai lay sideways and was fucking my tits. I looked to my side and saw Kavya and her BF watching intently at the mass of male bodies swarming all over me.

I could see that they were super excited and horny. I took cock out from my mouth and called her, “Hi, Kavya, Join the fun and fuck in the open air.”

They looked at each other and BF said hesitantly, “Krish. Kavya and I are in a serious relationship and plan to get married. We don’t want to fuck any other person. So, if we fuck watching your fucking, can you assure me that no one will harass or try to fuck Kavya?”

All eight men assured that they would not lay a hand on Kavya and I assured Kavya that I was happy with the eight cocks and I have no intention to fuck her BF. Kavya was my roommate and she knew that I kept away from her BF.

We were all excited to see BF undress Kavya and remove his clothes also. Kavya had big tits with small nipples and her buttocks were also heavy. Initially, she covered her face in both hands as BF was sucking her tits and he was seated on our bed.

As he started fingering her cunt, she opened her eyes and moaned. BF pushed her on the bed, held both legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed, and buried his head in her cunt. She started moaning, shaking clutching his head and pushing into her cunt. His hands were mauling her tits.

As a huge orgasm hit her, she screamed and pushed him. Then he started fucking her looking at us. Her eyes were also riveted on the two cocks that were going in and coming out of my holes in perfect coordination and another cock fucking my mouth.

The others were rubbing cocks on my thighs and where ever there was skin exposed. All were quite excited to see the shaking boobs of Kavya and she also was teasing them by pulling her nipples and squeezing her tits. She provocatively licked her lips. Her BF also fucked hard excited by the sight of our fucking.

I saw the farmhouse people hiding behind trees and watching us. I told Krish that since they had seen us fucking anyway, they might as well serve us drinks, snacks, towels, and any other items.

Krish called them and they came out hesitantly and waited at a distance waiting to serve. Kavya, BF, and farmhouse staff watched in amazement as the eight cocks fucked me in all holes and filled cum. Once they all gave me a cum bath.

I rested for a while after the fuck, and in the evening, we had a poolside party, drinking, singing, and dancing. We swam, sipped drinks and they fucked me in the pool also. It was a unique experience.

They were all very sweet and loving. After every fuck, they would give a soothing massage, sponge bath. Jai and Vir were allotted the task of rubbing the butter in and on my cunt and ass and swabbing with ice cubes. As I slept, they pressed my ankles, feet, thighs, and buttocks.

Kavya and BF also shed their inhibitions and were fucking freely in the gardens and pool. I was allowed to sleep undisturbed for 7 hours. They took care of me, my cunt and ass. Nice massage, hot, steamy bath in the bathtub. Krish put rose petals and some exotic lotions and they gently scrubbed and gave a luxurious bath.

Though my cunt, ass, and body parts ached, after a good rest and massage and treatment with butter and ice cubes, I was fully recharged for the next session. I lost count of how many times I was fucked in those three days (three days and two nights).

When it was time to drive back to Mumbai, everyone was sad. They wanted it to last forever. I hugged each of them and told them the fun had not ended but just started.

As Dev was driving back, all were dull and morose.

I said, “Krish, why can’t we fuck in your room in the office? There is no CC TV.”

End of part 2.

Authors note:

I thank Ishika for sharing her fabulous experiences. Unlike, in my other stories, there was no need to add spice since the actual events are mind-boggling. Please send your comments and suggestions to [email protected] and [email protected]

Just a recap. I, a German teacher, was in a car headed to Lonavala, in an extremely short white crop-top showing just a hint of my bra strap. They had me wear a white bra (quite a lacy one).

Down below, I was told to wear the same G-string panties. This time somehow, they had convinced me to wear (very short!) denim shorts which showed my legs entirely.

The car was now stopped in the middle of a marketplace of a village. People were surrounding the car and staring at me. A fair white chick, wearing the sluttiest thing they had ever seen, with her arms raised straight up!

The men and boys started gathering around the car as if I were a celebrity. They started peeping in and giggling about what (and how) the boys in the car were gonna do to me. Just 3 months back, these guys were only my students to whom I wanted to teach some German!

The boys were more than glad to help with the directions. It was like an outdoor field trip. We were on our way after gracing them all with more than an eyeful of my body. I was really pissed off with my students. “Why did you do that!?” I steamed.

“Pranali,” the guy in the driver’s seat chided, “You are so beautiful! We don’t want you to keep us to ourselves.” As if sharing me between 9 of them was okay! I was a bit upset, and the boys thought it best to not bother me anymore.  The rest of the ride to our resort was quite uneventful.

Once we reached there and parked the vehicles, my mood was getting lightened a bit. The reason was the lavish hotel! It was a 3-story building, but the expanse was huge. It was shaped in a C-with the swimming pool in the middle with lavish, green gardens on both sides.

The villas were just beside the main resort on a separate side road. The boys had booked a villa, which had an occupancy of 10. It had 5 rooms, 3 on the ground and 2 on the upper, a terrace, and an attached swimming pool in the backyard.

(Remember this attached swimming pool, this is where all the fun is going to happen).

These boys had shelled quite a lot for this trip and had not asked for even a single penny from me. Usually, when I went out with my family, we stayed in local ugly building hotels. This was a welcome change. I started becoming a bit excited.

We started exploring the hotel. I was walking ahead and all 9 boys behind me. Considering my attire of shorts and crop-top, I was getting quite a few stares from the hotel staff. But, till then, I was used to it. After all, I had been displayed fully on an open road. This was way better.

I roamed the lobby, swimming pool, took a few pics, and told the boys, “Let’s go to our villa now.” The boys got really happy. Finally, they had me in an unhinged house, just them and me away from civilization and to themselves. We unlocked the door of the villa and stepped in.

It really was beautiful, to be honest. I hurriedly went into the first room I could see and told them that this would be my room. I knew there were 10 of us and exactly 5 rooms. I did not want to even consider spending the night in a room with any of them.

They looked at each other. I knew they had other plans, which I did not even want to begin thinking about. I locked the door from the inside. I kept my bag, updated my WhatsApp statuses, told my parents about my whereabouts, and finally came out.

The boys had also settled and come out. It was around 2 pm and quite hot, even though it was Lonavala. So, I was wearing a casual loose t-shirt and 3/4ths. But as you know, all my 9 students like me to wear hot and revealing clothes all the time. So they evidently were not happy with the way I was dressed currently.

But they did not oppose. We went to the restaurant adjoining the resort for lunch. The food was good. The only problem was the 2 guys sitting on either side of me at the table. They were not giving up on any chance to feel my inner thighs, back, neck, and cheeks. They were caressing my boobs.

But we were in public. After the incident and the heated and rough touching plus groping I experienced in the car, this was nothing. So I just enjoyed my food, and we headed back to our villa.

It was almost 4 pm, and the sun was less severe, but the weather was still hot. As soon as we reached the villa, the boys started saying they wanted to go to the swimming pool.

The villa had a pretty large private swimming pool in its backyard. No one else from the resort could see or access it. It was exclusive to only our villa. I, of course, wanted to go into the cool water on this hot summer day. But not with the 9 boys who would be in their shorts.

So I turned a blind eye and started walking towards my room. Seeing that, a boy called out, “Hey, Pranali baby! where do you think you are going?”

Ignoring the baby word, I said, “To my room,” and shrugged.

“That’s not happening!”

“Why?”

“Why do you think we want to go swimming?”

“Why?”

“For you, babe,” he said and started laughing.

These guys’ intentions did not seem right to me. So I asked him, “What do you mean?”

So all my 9 students gathered around me and explained how this trip was all for me. I was the highlight of the trip, and all of them wanted to spend time with me. Now I knew that their intention of asking me out to the swimming pool was not totally platonic. But they were really groveling in front of me.

And even after resisting for 20 minutes, I was finding it difficult to say no to them. So finally, reluctantly, I agreed to go into the pool with them. The guys were very happy. Out of joy, one of my students immediately hugged me and kissed me on my cheek as a gesture of thank you.

All of the other students started laughing, seeing this. Even I joined in laughing, seeing how these silly students of mine were so happy that their German teacher had agreed to go to the pool. I turned to go to my room. But then I realized I had not packed any swimwear or anything.

I mean, of course, I was not aware that there would be a swimming pool here and I would have to go into it. So I went back to the boys and told them, “I do not have anything to wear to the pool.” They were kinda happy. I did not understand why.

But they assured me that they will get me something to wear.  They discussed something amongst themselves. Then 2 of the guys took the car to buy me swimwear. That is when I realized why they were happy! The situation was just like in class.

I would be at their mercy and would have to wear anything they wanted me to, no matter how skimpy, slutty, or exposing it was. In just 15 minutes, the guys returned. I was still making up the mindset to wear a swimsuit in front of all 9 of my guy German students.

They were holding a rather small packet. First, they went to their 7 friends and showed them what type of swimwear they had bought. All the boys were really happy with the product and said things like, “Mast hai! Maza ayega.”

Scared, I inched forward to see what they had chosen. They moved a bit apart to let me in on the view. But when I saw the swimsuit they had brought for me, I was absolutely shocked and frozen! It was almost nothing!

It was NOT a swimsuit from any angle. It was a bright yellow-colored bikini. No matter how you looked at it. And it was also not very conservative. In the name of straps, it had just strings.

There was a minimal piece of cloth to cover the nipples of my boobs and my pussy and asshole. The rest of everything would be completely open! Being from a conservative Sindhi family, I had never worn, nor had I even considered wearing such clothes at all (if you call this bikini, clothes).

It was one thing to wear shorts or crop tops in front of my male students and exposing a bit here and there. But wearing a bikini would mean the entire of my back, stomach, legs, arms would be fully exposed with no chance to even hide or cover it!

On top of that, this minimal, skimpy bikini was so very exposing. I had seen only models and porn stars wear these kinds of clothes. So me wearing this in front of my 9 male students and going into the swimming pool with them was out of the question! I straight away said, “No!” and began to leave.

At this point, the guys were quite excited and expectant to see me in the bikini. They would not let me leave. They started saying how it was just us there, and no one would see us. How they had spent so much on the trip and on this bikini for me, and it would all go to waste.

But it was a bikini! I could not say yes. So then, sensing my utter reluctance, one guy said, “See Pranali, you wear this bikini and come into the pool. Or we will push you in the pool in the clothes you are wearing until you have no more dry clothes to wear.”

Now I was scared. I did not have that many changes of clothes, and I could not sleep in wet clothes at night, of course. What other option did I have?! I asked them if they could allow me any other option to avoid going into the pool in a bikini.

They discussed amongst themselves for a while. Then the same guy said, “This bikini should not go to waste. So either you wear it in this pool right now, or you wear it tomorrow in the car.”

Sitting in the car in a bikini would be safer than going into the pool. But I had seen what all these guys did to me in the car. They used me as a masturbation tool, exposed my body to locals, and all this when I was dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. In a bikini, I would be a goner. Now I really had no other option!

Reluctantly, I picked up the bikini and headed toward my room to change into it. Seeing this, all my students were overjoyed, laughing and high-fiving each other. Then they went to their own rooms to change into their swim shorts (or so I thought, at the time)

I was gonna do it. Be almost nude and naughty in a skimpy stringy yellow wet bikini in a resort in front of my 9 male students! How had it come to this?

Hello all, I am posting this story on behalf of my friend Kalyani and how she fulfills her hidden desires. This was a real incident.

I am Kalyani, 39 years old. I was married with one kid. For the past year, I am reading this portal. This is the right platform to share my sexual experience with the audience. I am sharing this story to relieve my pain inside my heart.

I belong to a lower-middle-class family. I was married to Pankaj, but honestly, I didn’t like him at first glance. He is very thin and doesn’t have a good built. But I don’t have any option, and I was married to him.

My first night was a bad experience with him. I didn’t get any sexual feelings, and his dick was thin and small. He attempted many times to insert his dick inside my cunt. But he failed to do so.

After two years, he managed to insert his dick inside my cunt. I felt nothing, but he was in a sweat. I was feeling his dick like a broomstick, and nothing happened to me.

After three years of struggle, I was pregnant with him. My in-laws believed that I had a problem and I did not conceive due to my health issues. But the reality was my hubby consulted many doctors. He took viagra and other capsules to make me pregnant. My in-laws were not aware of this truth.

I stayed mute on this topic. Post my delivery, my hubby avoided sex and treating me like a maid. My daily works are like taking care of my child, cooking food, getting ready for the office, returning home, and other stuff.
Apart from that, I stay with my in-laws, and it’s another headache for me.

My hubby never supports me. He always suspicions me and checks my mobile without my permission. Things become worse from my side.

One fine day my colleague Sarika asked about my problem. Sarika is my school, college, and office friend. We both grew up at the same place, and we both have a good understanding. She told me to have a secret affair to fulfill my desires, but I was not daring enough for that.

Sarika has affairs in college, before marriage, and after marriage. She always forces me to have one, but I always refused her. One fine weekend, she came to my house, and she took me outside.

Me: Where are you going?

Sarika: Come with me. I am very horny. Going to my new boyfriend’s place.

Me: What should I do at your new boyfriend’s place?

Sarika: I will be fucking inside his bedroom. You watch a movie in the living room. By the way, I informed my hubby that I am spending time with you.

Me: What about your kids?

Sarika: My hubby will take care. I am a horny baby.

We reached his place and parked her car. We entered his flat, and I was surprised to see Sharad there. Sharad hand over his laptop, and they both closed the bedroom. I was watching a movie and listening to her moans occasionally.

After two hours, I heard an unbolt sound, but no one has come out. After some time, Sarika was called me, and I went inside the room. Sarika and Sharad were both nude, lying on the bed. She asked me to check her neck if any love bites exist or not. I checked it, and we both left.

This was not the first time I saw her nude. I saw her boyfriends nude on many occasions, but this was deliberate from her. Sharad is our colleague and at least 9 years younger than us. On the way back home, she asked about Sharad’s dick. I said it’s thick and hard. She told me to suck his dick.

That night, my hubby changed his clothes in front of me. It happened that I saw his dick. It’s small like an insect and very thin. On that night, I was thinking about Sharad’s dick on the bed. His dick is longer, thicker, and harder than my hubby. I couldn’t sleep that night.

The next day, I asked Sarika that I can suck his dick? She smiled and encouraged me. But I didn’t go further and stopped this topic.

One fine day, our tenant informed us that they are leaving the flat. Sarika stays in the same apartment. I requested her to pick the keys from them. She picked the keys and send an image of the house. House was dirty and need to clean up. So my hubby asked me to clean the house on the weekend.

I was hurt that my hubby did not ask me to clean the house with the help of a maid. He is treating me like a maid only. I told Sarika about this. I told her that I will be visiting on the weekend to clean the flat. The day arrived, and I picked the key from her and entered the flat.

To my surprise, the flat was clean, and the windows have curtains. The bed was covered with a good bed sheet. I was happy to see the clean flat. Sarika understands me perfectly. I loved her surprise.

But a few minutes later, Sarika and Sharad came to my flat. I thought she is horny, but she pulled the flat keys from my hand. I was surprised. Then she told me that Sharad will spend time with you, and I will lock the door from outside. I was in shock with her words and locked the door from outside.

Now Sharad and I were in the room. I wore a loose dress, and I never expose any parts. On the other hand, he removed his shirt and stood in front of me without a shirt. He was taking his strides towards me, and I was going back. My heart was beating like a drum, and I reached the wall.

I was inhaling heavily, and he reached near to me. I tried to escape from him, but he held my hand and hugged me from the back. He holds my waist, and my hands were locked. I can feel his hot breath on my neck. I was slowly attracted to him.

I never had sex with another person except with my hubby. But Sarika has put me in a different position. I closed my eyes. I didn’t try to run away or shouted at him. He was hugging tightly from the back, and his dick was touching my ass. I was feeling awesome, but still, I closed my eyes.

Then he turned me towards him and kissed my forehead like a flash. It was a good feeling, and he pushed me towards the wall. I opened my eyes, and I couldn’t see his eyes. My head was down. His bare chest was tempting for me. My hubby doesn’t have a good chest size.

My legs were shivering, and I can hear my heart rate. He held my chin and started kissing my cheeks, chin, nose, and eyes. He was trying to kiss on my lips, but I moved my face and not supporting him for a lip kiss. He smiled and hold both hands, and leaned to the wall.

My paws were locked, and he came close to my lips. I don’t have any option left to surrender my lips. He was pressing my paws hardly and touched my lips.
He was kissing my lips. But I didn’t respond to him with a return kiss. He was trying to break my lips to insert his tongue inside of me.

But I was harsh and not allowed him. Then he came closer to me. His bare chest was touched my boobs. His foot was placed on my foot. His dick was touching was belly button. I was locked by him. I can’t move anybody. But he broke my resistance by touching my boobs with his bare chest.

He inserted his tongue inside me, and I don’t understand why I allowed him to twist his tongue with mine. We both started a french kiss. We were kissing passionately. He released his hands, and I put my hands inside his hair.
He was kissing passionately and making me wet. I can see cruel lust in his eyes.

We broke our kiss after some time, and then he dropped his pant and boxer. His dick was standing like a tower. He placed my hand on his dick. It’s hard and thick. My hubby dick is like a broomstick and small in size. His dick was tempting for me, and I was feeling awesome.

I never held a dick like this before. I didn’t even hold my hubby’s dick. But Sharad’s dick was thick. His clean shave dick changed my mind. He pushed me down. I was on my knees.

I said, “I never took it in.” But he pushed my face, and without my knowledge, I put his dick inside my mouth. He was pushing my head. I was sucking his dick like a lollipop. I was making sounds and sucking and kissing his dick. I was groaning.

He cum every early inside my mouth. I swallowed his cum and started to give him a blowjob. His dick reached the highest peak. I could not take his whole dick, but I gave blowjob for around 20 minutes. He cum more than 3 times. Then I sucked his dick balls and make him wild.

After that, he picked me up and removed my top. I was nervous and pushed him and took few steps away from him. He followed me, and we both entered the master bedroom. I was requesting him, “Please, let’s stop. I can’t do this.”

He: Don’t leave me wet.

Me: Please, I can’t cheat my hubby. Let’s stop.

He: Let’s do it once. I know you want my dick.

Then he came near to me and pulled my waist rope off my pant. My pant was down. I was standing with my white bra and black panty. I don’t want to fuck with him, but his dick was tempting me to cross my boundaries. He hugged me tightly and removed my bra hooks.

I was not able to stop him. He was treating me like a toy and removed my 36 size bra effortlessly. He holds my both hands and sucking my boob one after another. I was making moaning noises. He was enjoying my boob suck. I was feeling awesome and making dirty moans.

He bit my nipple hard and kissed my pussy over panty. That’s enough for me to forget my ethics. But I pushed him began to run. But I left with no option. He held me from the back and placed me on the kitchen platform. He removed my panty very easily.

I was nude with another guy. But I can notice cruel lust in his eyes. Luckily my cunt is cleaned shaved, but I covered with my paws. He stretched my legs wide, and he was on his knees. He put my legs on either side of his shoulder and removed my hands over pussy.

He started licking my pussy like a flash. My moans become heavier, and I was pulling his hair. He was sucking and licking my pussy perfectly. I lost my sense and pushing his head hard inside my pussy. I never get this pleasure in the past. He was awesome in pussy licking.

After that, we both started a lip kiss. I was doing a handjob slowly, but he inserted his index finger inside my cunt. Damm! It’s an awesome sensation. Our saliva is exchanging. I was doing a handjob faster. He held my hair with his other hand and pushed his index finger deep inside my cunt.

He put his full finger and started making circles inside my pussy. Wow! That’s amazing from that bastard. I raised the speed of the handjob, and he cum heavily. Cum was fallen on my leg, and he put the middle finger in my cunt. Oh! His middle finger is thick, and he was pushing it hard.

We broke the kiss, and I was screaming like whore. His middle finger went the further distance. He started drawing circles inside with two fingers. I held his wrist and pushed it. I was very wet. I have never been wet like this. My pussy was leaking.

My calf and foot were covered with his cum.  My long black mangalsutra was swinging on my neck. I was looking like whore and screaming, “Fuck me, fuck me.” He picked me up in his arms and dropped me on the bed. He went outside the room and picked the condom packet from his pocket.

He stretched my legs wider. I was screaming like fuck me, fuck me harder. He threw a condom on my face and turned into 69 position. He started licking my wet pussy and makes me hornier. I put his dick inside and gave blow for some time. Then I tore the condom and put it on his dick.

That bed was used on my first night. I don’t want to sell it. So I moved that bed to my let-out property. But now, I was dammed wet on that bed and going to fulfill my desires. He pulled me an edge of the bed and rubbed my pussy with his dick.

Then he came over on me in a missionary position and started pushing his dick inside. I was moaning and raising my legs. His dick is hard, and it’s cutting my pussy rims. I was in pain and moaning. My eyes started to get tears, but he was pushing it hard.

His dick reached deep inside my pussy. I never experienced this with my hubby. I had happy tears in my eyes, and he was fucking me like a whore. His chest was pressing my boobs, and his dick was reaching deep inside my pussy. After some time, he positioned me in the doggy style.

He started fucking my pussy from the back. It was my first experience. I love it. He was spanking my ass and fucking my pussy. The room was filled with tap, tap, tap noise along with my moans. I can’t define how much pleasure I was getting from him in the doggy style.

Later he broke my ass lips and fucked my virgin ass. I was screaming and admiring. He fucked me for nearly three hours. He dropped cum on my face, boobs, waist, and ass. He also cum on my mangalsutra. I was in a dirty look with dry cum.

But still, I was fucking with him in different styles. All of a sudden, I saw Sarika with a towel and soap. I didn’t notice when she came into the flat. We both were naked, and she was watching us. I was in a heavy sweat, but I was happy. Sharad was tired on fell on the bed, and I hugged Sarika.

Later I had a shower and left flat. After that, I used to visit his place once a month to recharge my body. Later few months, we have started a threesome and enjoyed the sex.

After few years, we both stopped affair with him due to his busy life. I hope you all enjoyed my story about mine and Sarika’s erotic affairs. Please send the feedback to [email protected].

Hello everyone, this is a continuation of my story from a few years back. For some reason, I couldn’t finish my story, but here I am back with the continuation.

Please read the second part first (link on top). Hope I get the same love from the ISS family. Also, this story is dedicated to someone special. She will know when she reads it (please no queries about her on email).

The next morning, when I got up, Annie, who is 23 years, extremely fair, 5’4″, 34-28-34, (more details in the previous parts) was peacefully sleeping beside me. I hugged her tightly and woke her up with a light spank on her ass. She got up, smiled at me, and kissed me on my lips. We started fondling each other and Rohit (Annie’s BF) got up too.

I now had more ideas to enjoy Annie and turn her into my personal slut. I told Annie to come with me to my place for the entire day. She readily agreed.

I told Rohit that I was taking her with me for a day and would drop her the next day at his place. Rohit didn’t have many options as Annie had already agreed to this. She picked up a few stuff, which she had kept at his home and we left for my place.

Once we reached my place, she was impressed by how neat and organized everything was kept. I told her that I hope it would be messed up by the time she leaves and that I want to have her in every corner of the home (and winked at her). She just smiled, with her dimples showing, and bent her head a little down in shame.

It was quite a contrasting picture from last night. She was all shameless and slutty in the club. She had black-mailed her BF to let her fuck any guy she wanted, at any time in exchange for letting him watch us fuck.

We settled down. There were some naughty touches here and there. I groped her boobs and ass multiple times, and she too squeezed my dick. I must say that, Annie ka gaand daba ke, maza bahut aata hai (it is fun to squeeze Annie’s ass). But we didn’t have sex for the first few hours. Also, there was a hangover from last night. So none of us was in hurry to fuck without being in the right frame of mind.

We had a light lunch and some juices and soon after that, we both started getting in the mood. I challenged her for a striptease. She thought that I was joking but I said I really want it and she was ready after I coaxed her 2-3 times.

She asked me to wait in the hall, went inside the room with her bag and came back after 20 minutes. She had changed into a crop-top style shirt, and a mini skirt, one that wasn’t body-hugging but would easily go up if she moved around fast.

Her mid-riff was clearly visible, and the skirt was about 6 inches below her ass. I could see some light makeup and a strong feminine fragrance coming from her.

She came close, squeezed my dick and asked me to put on the music. I couldn’t speak. I was totally mesmerized by her and switched on ‘Zara Zara touch me’ on the music system.

She danced very seductively. Her moves making me crazy. She would tease me with steps that would raise her skirt and gave me glimpses of her perfect, fair ass that was half-visible in the lingerie she wore. Her boobs were jiggling with her moves and it was a sight to watch.

Soon, she had unbuttoned her shirt and was now in her bra. The next song on track was ‘Tip Tip barsa pani,’ and by then, her skirt was slowly pulled down as well. I was not allowed to get up from the couch. But she would occasionally come near me when I would spank her fair ass that had by now turned a little red, and I would feel her body.

Soon, the top was gone and she had covered her boobs with both her hands while seductively swaying her ass (gaand). I couldn’t control it any longer, got up, held her hands down and my fingers went inside her panty.

Annie was already wet and it was quite easy to slide in two fingers inside her chut. I fingered her, and soon we were kissing each other wildly. Our tongues were exploring each other and hands exploring and grabbing whatever it could get in that wild moment. Soon, I found myself sucking her almost pink nipples, her body tasted heavenly.

After a few minutes, she was ready in the doggy position on the couch. Her pussy was totally drenched in her juices and my dick was rock hard. I told her, “Iss baar gaand marna hai,” unsure about how she would react.

She said, “Mar na madarchod, kaun roka hai. Chut, gaand, sab maro, sabko use karo.”

Her words made my dick twitch in excitement and in no time I grabbed some lubricant and entered her ass. With some effort, I was finally successful in entering my thick dick inside her. It felt so tight in there, almost as if someone had grabbed my dick with full force with both her hands!

Slowly, I started fucking her ass. Her moans were getting louder, loud enough that I feared neighbours might hear, but whocared. She also told me that her BF already fucked her ass recently when both of them agreed to let her get fucked by another guy as they had anticipated a threesome too.

She was using all kinds of Hindi abuses now, like randi bana do mujhe madarchod, gaand fat gayi hai meri, lund hai ya khamba, etc. She was continuously rubbing her pussy with two of her fingers. Some minutes later, we both were edging and I started fucking her ass even harder.

She was saying that her BF loved her a lot, but never pleased her in these ways, and this was one of her best decisions to agree to fuck other guys, while still being committed to him. She said she enjoyed the feeling of being a slut and being used as a randi.

Along with her body, her bold words were driving me crazy too. When I was about to cum, I pulled out. She too turned around, gave some final jerks with my hand and my cum sprayed over her face and chest. It was an amazing session. We both were happy and exhausted.

We were now watching TV, me in my underwear and she was in her lingerie after she cleaned up. Her phone was now constantly buzzing with messages from her BF. She ignored it for some time, but I told her you should talk to him, else he will be unnecessarily worried.

Finally, she took her phone. There were dozens of messages. She replied back saying that she was having a great time and not to worry and that she will give her all the small details when they meet and fuck next (ending with a kiss and love emoji).

While we were enjoying our company, a naughty idea struck me. I remember how she let the Uber driver grope her boobs in exchange for making the drive free, and how she liked the idea of being used like a randi. I ordered a pizza online and set the mood and lights for some drinks.

I started with beer and she with Vodka again. A few minutes later, I was rubbing her pussy. I told her that the pizza order wasn’t paid for, and challenged her to get this order for free as well, just like our cab ride.

She said, “Have you gone mad? I was high and extremely horny that time, else I would have never done that.”

I explained to her that she would enjoy it. She liked being a slut, a whore, but only agreed to it when she was horny. I asked her to explore her evil, slutty side and have fun. She finally agreed to try but with one condition (will come to that later) that I agreed to immediately.

A few more drinks down and the bell rang. I could feel her hands sweaty, she was nervous for sure. She didn’t move, but I pulled her up, spanked her ass, and said to her, “Ja randi ja, jeele apni zindagi.”

She took a deep breath and went ahead and told me that do remember what we agreed on. She opened the door and the delivery guy was taken back at the sight.

Our place was dimly lit but good enough for him to see a semi-naked girl opening the door in her tiny little lingerie, her curves clearly visible by the way she was standing. She asked him to get in and close the door.

She then said “Uncle, mera BF pizza ke liye rupaiye nahi de raha, par mujhe 5 minute ke liye apko dene ko taiyyar hai. Aap mujhe puri tarah feel kar sakte hai, par kapde kholne ka try mat kariyega, BF yehi baitha hai. Deal?” (Uncle, my BF isn’t ready to pay for the pizza but ready to pay in kind with my body. Use it for 5 minutes, feel me up but don’t try to undress me, my BF is sitting right here. Deal?).

I had a good look at the pizza delivery person. He must be in his mid-40s, with some pot-belly and a mix of black and white hair. He seemed shocked and might have thought this is some trick. He wasn’t moving, so finally Annie stepped forward and rubbed her hand over his dick, and in a matter of a few seconds, it was hard enough to be visible from his trouser.

I think he was finally convinced or started thinking with his dick, and started feeling her up. Meanwhile, I had placed a video call to her BF from her phone. I didn’t say anything when he picked up the call but just turned the camera towards his GF and the delivery guy who had started his action.

The volume was down so that his voice doesn’t disturb anyone (this was the deal she had made me agree to, she wanted her BF to watch when a poor delivery guy uses her body).

For a minute, his hands were almost fumbling as he tried to feel this hot, young girl almost half his age, in a semi-naked condition. Probably, he wouldn’t have seen someone so sexy and fair in his life except on TV or in porn. Soon, his hands were all over her boobs and he kept pushing his body on hers.

His hands were groping her ass which was half-visible due to her tiny panty, and which she had slid down completely in the middle towards her ass crack, such that except for her ass crack, her entire ass was out for him to feel, grope, use and spank.

Her BF continued to watch the action and was jerking on video cam. In the heat of the moment, she pulled out her boobs and told the delivery uncle to suck them. He didn’t waste a single minute and was soon sucking her nipples. His hands ran all over her back, her ass, her thighs, her waist, her neck, her cheeks, and even on top of her pussy.

Everything above her knees was felt up nicely. Her hands had found their place inside the pizza delivery uncle’s pants and she was squeezing and jerking the man’s lund. All this lasted for 8-10 minutes when she finally pulled herself back, adjusted her bra and panty, and signaled to him that it was over.

The pizza delivery uncle’s face showed both happiness and sadness and mostly a wild lust. He was asked to leave. She came back to me with the pizza box.

I showed her the phone with her BF on the other side. She took the phone, made a gesture of kissing him, and disconnected the line. I gave her the glass. She said at least let me wash my hands first, us harami ke lund ka smell aa raha hai.

As she walked away swaying her sexy gaand to wash her hands, my mind was recollecting all the events since last night. How a hot, young, committed girl in the last few hours had danced seductively in a club without her underwear.

Then she had let me feel her up in front of others, let a cab driver feel her boobs, allowed me to fuck her in front of her BF, came to my home. And let me fuck her in her ass, and now was used like a randi by a poor delivery uncle. Annie was a total slut in the making. Before sleeping, we had one more session with her BF on a video call.

The entire time, I swapped between her chut and gaand, giving her the pleasures she always wanted.

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That’s all for today! Feel free to write to me on [email protected] (or ping on Hangouts). Please note my email id has changed from the previous story.

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