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Hello ISS readers, I am Paul (alias), 29 and male. This is my first story. I have read many stories on ISS and thought that I should share my experience.

First, let me tell you about myself. I am 6’1″, chubby and my dick size is 5 inches. This happened in Texas, US about 2 years ago. I met a mistress on a website, Fetlife. We started talking and spoke over the phone a few times.

One day, she asked me if I wanted to meet her. Without thinking twice, I took up her offer and said, “Yes.”

We decided on a Friday evening meeting so that we could have the whole weekend to spend together. Before the meeting, we discussed a few rules and limits. She sent me a few instructions:-

“You will always address me as ‘mistress’.”
“You will not speak unless spoken to.”
“You will wear what I tell you to.”
“You will never disrespect me etc, etc, etc.”

I agreed to all the instructions. Then, Friday came and it was the day to visit her. I prepared for the event. I showered, dressed appropriately, and headed to her place.

Let me describe her to you all. Mistress Brie was a 49-year-old woman who lived with her daughter. She was a BBW with 38BB boobs and a chubby body. She had white skin, and killer, dominant looks.

I reached her home and knocked. She was waiting for me. She opened the door and we were happy to see each other. I asked her if we were alone? She assured me that it was just me and her. She told me that her daughter would not be coming till the next evening.

We started talking and got to know each other a little better. In about 10 minutes, she was ready and she asked me to strip naked, and then she left the room. I did as she had commanded and waited for a few minutes.

Mistress Brie came back with a butt plug, bra, panties, clamps, blindfolds, ropes, cane, whips, paddles, gags, and candles. She handed me a tight bra and used tight panties, and told me to wear them.

I was not ready to become a sissy, so I requested the mistress if we could avoid doing this. She slapped me hard, and pinched my nipples, and squeezed them. I yelled in pain, and she slapped me hard again.

I understood that I should be quiet and obey her orders. So, I wore the bra and the panty. After that mistress, Brie ordered me to go down on all fours like a dog. And then she took a butt-plug and stuffed it in my mouth to lube it.

After I had put my saliva on it, she too did the same and then in one sudden motion, she inserted it in my ass and pulled back the plug.

Then she went in, and got a collar and put me on a leash. She then tied me to a corner like a dog. She got a dog bowl with food. She brought another bowl in which she pissed in, in front of me, so that I could drink the pee when I was thirsty. She then left me there for 2 hours with the plug in my ass.

2 hours later, mistress came all naked. I was shocked to see a sexy BBW standing all naked in front of me. She then removed the leash from my neck. She clamped my nipples and took off my bra. She asked me to lick her feet for like 20 good minutes. Her feet were completely wet due to my saliva.

While I licked her feet, she would slap me, and hit me with a cane. Every time I would get an erection, she would slap me till it became soft again.

Mistress Brie then asked me to sleep on the floor on my back. I did as she commanded. She sat on my face, with her ass on my mouth, and forced me to lick her asshole deep and clean. Whenever I slowed down, she squeezed my balls. Then she made me lick her pussy till she had an orgasm.

Later, she took me to her dining table and made me bend, and tied both my hands to the table sides with my ass fully exposed. She started to spank me and paddle me till it was all red and then left me there for some time, all tied up and with my ass exposed.

Suddenly, I heard a doorbell and I got worried as it was only going to be me and her. Her daughter was back. I got scared but I couldn’t move.

Let me tell you about her daughter Vanessa. She was hot and looked like a model. She had a perfect body, and I could guess that she was 36-28-38. She had blond hair.

They both started walking towards me and were laughing. Vanessa saw me there with my ass all exposed and started laughing. I felt degraded.

Her daughter spread my legs even more and kicked me on my balls. She took the cane and started caning me. I was like, “pleaseee stoppp!” but she was a ruthless bitch.

Then she said, “How dare you call my mom ‘Brie’? You need to be taught a lesson.” I begged for mercy and said, “Please forgive me,” and asked mistress Brie for forgiveness.

I even said, “Mistress Vanessa, I am sorry, please let me.” She squeezed my balls hard and said, “Call me ‘goddess’. You are a pathetic piece of shit, and you will be taught a lesson.”

She went to the room and wore a strap-on dildo and came to me. Then she made me suck on it. And in no time and without any mercy, she started fucking me raw and was whipping my back simultaneously.

She fucked me for 45 long, painful minutes while Mistress Brie started squeezing my balls. I was not allowed to get hard which was a hard thing to do.

After they were done fucking me with the dildo, they untied me and I was ordered to clean the dishes, the bathroom, and finally cook a meal for them. They were spanking me while cooking and cleaning.

It was almost 2 am and they were ready for bed. They cuffed my one hand to the edge of the bed and they both slept naked on the bed. They kept waking me up with a hard slap, and a tight-ball squeeze, and made me lick their ass and pussy until they fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, they made me open my mouth and pee in it and then I had to drink their piss! Every drop that fell down, I was made to lick.

This went on till early morning at 5 am. Finally, I was allowed to sleep. All this happened in one evening.

I will share in another part what happened the next day.

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If you liked the BDSM experience that I shared which I definitely enjoyed, please do email me and let me know. If anyone would like to talk and talk dirty, feel free to reach out to me. Email [email protected]

I will share part 2 in the next couple of days.

Thanks for the amazing response to my previous stories. A special thanks to the ladies with whom I got closer because of the stories. My previous story on MILF and her daughter with a horny man got a lot of attention.

For those reading my story for the first time, I am a 35 year, six-foot, and moderately built married man from Bangalore. I have had a lot of fun outside marriage during my business travels.

This story is based on an event that happened a few years ago. I had recently quit my job and had started working from home. At the same time, my wife used to go to work!

Supriya (name changed) and Sudip, a newly-married couple, had moved into an apartment in our building. Supriya was about 28 years and had one of the most toned bodies I have ever devoured.

The 34-C boobs, thanks to her tight t-shirts, appeared very big. She would do Yoga on her balcony while I got a fuller view of her bubble butt. It all started one morning. She was doing Suryanamaskar, and I was staring at her round ass. Sudip walked into the balcony and saw me ogling at his sexy wife!

I was a bit embarrassed. I thought that the Yoga sessions in the balcony would stop now, and I would miss my morning treat of a hot bod bitch. To my surprise, she did turn up the following day. But this time in shorts that barely covered her ass.

I got an instant hardon and was twitching my dick. Then Sudip blocked my view and winked at me. This was the first time I notice him. He was about 5 feet 8 inches, although a well-built man. He looked shorter compared to her reasonably tall 5 feet 7 inches hot-ass wife.

But regardless, the wink made me think and gave me hope and courage.

The couple had done their homework. They knew that I work from home while my wife had to go to work. On the same afternoon, I heard my doorbell ring. I was in the middle of the work wearing comfortable navy blue shorts and a white t-shirt. I opened the door and was surprised to see Supriya.

In the first instance, I couldn’t recognize her as she was wearing a saree and was looking very different. A green saree with a red sleeveless blouse and draped in a manner that gave me a good view of her navel and toned ass.

Before I could react, she said, “Hi Akshay, I am Supriya and live next door. We have seen each other a few times on the balcony. My husband and I have arranged a small get-together on Sunday. We wanted to invite you and your wife.”

I happily accepted the invitation and let her go. But I couldn’t concentrate on the work. It was Thursday, and I couldn’t wait for Sunday to arrive! On the D-Day, both my wife and I dressed up and visited Supriya and Sudip. Supriya was looking gorgeous in her black tube-top paired with casual blue denim.

There were a few more couples whom we didn’t know from before but got familiar with during the day. We didn’t realize it, and it was past midnight already. It was just them and us.

We got to know the couple a bit more and discovered that Supriya is on a break. It has been only a month since their wedding. Sudip used to work with an MNC in their sales function. While everything looked alright, I could sense jealousy in my wife, who found Supriya very hot.

By the time we reached home, it was 2 AM. Both of us were tired, but my wife wanted to make love. I was anyway excited and hungry and fucked her hard while thinking of Supriya. After we had a good round of satisfying sex, my wife asked if I found Supriya hot.

To which I said, “She is beautiful but not hot.” I could see the satisfaction in my wife’s eyes, and she slept soon after. That made me wonder if she was insecure with Supriya living round the corner and being at home just like me!

A few days went by. One fine afternoon, I heard the doorbell ring again. It was Supriya again. She was wearing a white short sleeveless dress with floral print. I could see her pink bra, which looked nice and sexy. She asked if she can come in, and I gladly let her in.

She said, “Akshay, don’t you get bored of eating lunch alone every day? My husband is away for the last 3 days, and I have had my meals all alone. This frustrates me to the core.”

I wondered if this was a hint. While I wondered, she blurted that her husband had to travel for work and would be back only next week. And without wasting a minute, she asked if she could join me for lunch today. I gladly said yes and invited her to the dining table.

She looked at the food and said, “The food looks boring. Just like your wife.” I laughed incessantly and stood up. I continued to laugh and finally managed to sit on the couch. While I was still laughing, she grabbed my dick and said, “This food looks exciting, though.”

I stared at her while the penis saluted her. Before I could respond, she was sitting on my lap. She said in a husky voice, “Let’s eat each other for lunch today. I bet you would love the food. More than the food prepared by the wife.” I gave in and held her by buttocks while she was sitting on my lap.

My chest was crushing her boobs now while my hands lifted her already short white floral dress. My nails dug her in her ass cheeks while we kissed like hungry souls. As we sucked each other’s lips and my nails dug deeper, she was grinding my rock-hard 7 inches dick with her firm and tight ass.

I pushed her a bit while she was still grinding my dick. She held me by my shoulders while I pressed her boobs with my face and bit them with her dress on. I was crushing them hard with my face while my hands were searching for the panties.

To my surprise, she was wearing a black g-string. The moment I discovered it, I spanked her ass hard, and she let the first moan out. I knew the bitch was ready already. I stood up, lifting her in my arms, and threw her on the couch. This further turned her on.

She tried getting up, and this time I pounced on her. I was lying on her crushing her melons with my chest. Without wasting a second, she took my black t-shirt off. I was bare-chested. Her nails dug in my back this time while I continued to tease her pussy with my dick while the shorts were on.

While we were busy devouring each other, the straps of the dress gave up, giving me closer access to her boobs. The only thing stopping me from eating the melons was a sexy pink bra. I made her sit on my lap again. This time her back was facing me. She was only in her pink bra and black g-strings.

Her bareback was spotless, and she started licking it while my fingers rubbed her pussy. Her g-strings were already wet, and me rubbing her was driving her mad. She moaned every time I bit her bareback, making me hornier.

After a few minutes of rubbing pussy and licking back and neck, I unclasped her bra with my teeth and cupped the big, firm boobs. I was kneading them when she started grinding my dick again with my shorts and her g-string on.

I was twitching her nipples while I continued to press them hard. Her moans were getting louder. She wanted to get free, but my grip got stronger. After a few minutes of struggle, I let her go. She quickly bent on her knees while I was still sitting on the couch.

I unbuckled my beige shorts and took them off. Her eyes lit up when she saw the thick mass dying to come out of the black briefs. She started biting the meat with a brief on. I bent over her grabbing her ass cheeks which were barely covered by the black g-strings – the only piece of cloth on her body!

I started spanking her fair and big round ass while she managed to take off my brief making me naked. Before I knew she was blowing me hard. She was one good sucker and, apart from blowing my dick, also blew my mind. I was loving it but didn’t want to cum in her mouth.

I pushed her on the floor and got her into the doggy position. I spread her legs and got between them. My face was right between her legs and just below her pussy. She was on my top, giving me a good view and access to her pussy area.

I ripped apart the g-string, which was soaked already, and started licking her pussy. I held her by thighs and started fucking her pussy with my tongue, intermittently biting her clitoris. She was moving back and forth as I ate her cunt, which was dripping by now.

As I continue to eat her lower lips, I put my middle finger in her ass, which I later discovered, wasn’t a virgin. Now I was fucking her pussy with tongue and fingering her ass simultaneously. She couldn’t wait any longer and started shouting, ” Fuck me, fuck me, you horny bastard!”

The very next moment, she released herself from my clutches and sat on my throbbing dick. The dick penetrated smoothly in her well-lubricated love hole. She started riding me like a crazy bitch, and her firm boobs were moving all over the place.

I grabbed them and started kneading them with my hands as she continued to fuck me by moving up and down. A few minutes of riding made her lose control and started fucking harder and only stopped after getting her third orgasm. The first two happened during the foreplay.

She calmed down a bit but wanted more. I hadn’t cum either and wanted to devour the bitch completely. She was tired and got up to relax. She turned around and walked towards the couch. I jumped and made her get on her knees quickly.

This time her face was taking support of the couch. I spread her legs and started pounding her pussy from behind. She let the moan out again. I spread her legs and fucked mercilessly. My balls were slapping her ass cheeks, and my hands got hold of her melons.

She also started moving back and forth, making the act a lot more fun and exciting. Her moans got louder, and my pounding got harder and deeper. I was about to cum but decided to prolong. After pausing for a few seconds, I took my dick out and made her stand.

One of her legs was on the couch, and the other was on the floor. I came from behind and started fuckin her pussy again from behind. My hands had cupped her boobs while I continued to fuck from behind. Her moans had filled the room. The moans drove me crazy, and I started fucking harder.

While my one hand crushed both the boobs, the teeth dug in her neck area, and the other hand rubbed her clitoris. I continued to fuck. The room was filled with the strange but exciting concoction of moans filled with pain and pleasure, the groans and the sound due balls slapping her ass.

I fucked for a few more minutes and was about to come. The pounding got harder, and I came in her pussy soon after she orgasmed for the fourth time. The condom in the pussy was filled with hot lava.

By this time, both of us were exhausted and crashed on the couch. Both were naked and gasping for breath. She kissed me and thanked me for the food. Before she left, she mentioned that the food would get tastier if I come to her home and join her husband.

Looking at my expressions, she clarified that her husband is aware of today’s sex adventureand had done all the planning.

The threesome happened too, and it was great fun. But that’s for the next part. I look forward to your feedback and response. I am at [email protected].

Hello. This is a prequel where Riya has just breastfeed Rahul and going back. This story will explain the entry of Aman into the Milky Adventure series.

It was a fine sunny day with cool winds blowing occasionally. Riya felt the cool breeze touch her face through the window. It felt good against her tiny droplets of sweat, which formed while boarding the bus in a hurry. Shreyas and Rajesh were asleep beside her, lying on her shoulders, on either side of her.

She made sure that the jerks of the bus were not waking them up. She just lied back and thought about what happened a few minutes back. She was sure Rahul must have enjoyed it. The poor lad seemed to make himself look strong, but she knew the suffering deep within him.

She knew that she was not ready to accede to his wishes, not so fast. But his soft and deep eyes pleased her. He was never going to get the feel of a woman, unlike other boys. So she felt the lust in his eyes, the need to feel a woman before fate takes him in, far away from the whole human race.

She felt she had done nothing wrong in pleasing a boy, in offering him her love, which he needed the most than anything else in his condition. While she was deep in her thoughts, she felt an arm moving to her navel under the folds of her saree. She looked down at her navel.

It was Shreyas’ palm which then moving towards her breasts. She checked if he was still sleeping. His eyes seemed closed, but his actions said otherwise. She stopped his hand by lightly placing her arm over his palm under the cotton cloth. His palm stopped right at the start of her under the breast.

After few seconds, he again moved his palm upwards and touched her breasts. She then knew that he was awake. She whispered, “Not now, honey, we are in open. Anyone might see us.” But the palm continued to move. She knew her boys wouldn’t stop so easily.

She just checked around. The bus had a 3 + 1 seating arrangement, with headrests placed high. Fortunately, there were not many passengers since it was mid of the day. Though there were few, they can’t see what’s happening.

She felt convinced and safe and removed her arm over his. She bent forward and made sure the window was closed properly. Then more of her breasts moved down and touched his hand without Shreyas moving. Shreyas’ palm opened up and accepted her breasts. His palm pressed her breast hard with his eyes still closed. Riya felt a bit of pain.

She cried in a low voice, “Ouch! Honey, do it slowly. Don’t hurt it.” He continued to press, but with gentle squeezes. She felt his need to feel her breasts from his squeezes. But she was equally aware of the situation they were in. She seemed to check if anyone was moving towards their seat.

Meanwhile, Shreyas moved his fingers over her nipple then and caressed it very slowly. The very touch of it seemed to tickle Riya. She felt the rise of her tips on both nipples. He pressed the whole of her breast in his hand. Few milk drops started coming out of her nipples through the blouse due to those squeezes.

His fingers touched them and moved towards his lips. He moaned, with closed eyes, feeling the taste. Riya slowly opened her cream-colored blouse under her saree, opened her bra, and moved aside the cups. She just set her saree folds wide so that it covered as much as possible.

He slowly bent down, placed his head inside her saree, and reached her breasts under those cotton folds. He seemed to take the nipple and sucked in. Riya felt the flow of milk into his lips. She caressed his hair on the back of his head and pulled him close to her. The milky heaven was for all her sons.

He pulled her flesh into his teeth gently and sucked her nipple hard with his lips. He took her nipple this time and bit its tip slightly. Riya drew her head back and closed her eyes. Her grip on his hair tightened. He occasionally opened his mouth, kissed the sides of her nipple.

He squeezed her breast with his thumb and index finger. With this, few drops oozed out and landed on his face. He collected those drops with his finger and licked them. Then he again placed his lips back and took more of her flesh, squeezing the bosom with his fingers from the sides.

Milk flow started to increase, and he made sure he sucked all of it.

Meanwhile, Rajesh woke up and stretched his arms and legs on the aisle. He opened up his eyes dreamily and saw some movements under her saree. He knew for sure that Shreyas was having his time with his mom.

He asked Riya, “Mom, What about me!”

Riya whispered, “Shhh! Slowly dear” gesturing him to be silent,  “I will let you do it once he finishes it. Anyone from the other seats can likely see you feeding if you do it from the aisle. So once he is done, I will let you move to the window, and you can feed on my milk then.”

Rajesh smiled with delight and moved his face towards hers, and started placing his lips on hers. Riya opened her eyes wide in surprise, but before she pushed him back, he got his share of a kiss.

She looked at Rajesh with mock anger and said, “What, honey! What if someone had seen it.”

Rajesh then said, “Let them see. They will just find that a son is kissing his mom, who is the sweetest of all.”

Riya then playfully slapped his arms and said, “That is not usually how sons kiss mom, not at least in our country.”

They both laughed, and she said, “That’s fine but cover up for Shreyas, honey. Let me know if anyone is moving towards our seat.”

Meanwhile, Shreyas finished his share of her right breast and got up with a happy face. She slapped his cheeks lightly and said, “Naughty boy, can’t you wait till we reach home.”

Shreyas said, “I just was thinking how Rahul was feeding on you eagerly, and then I felt the need to do so. I just couldn’t stop myself from tasting your sweet milk.”

Riya slapped him again playfully, and he placed his lips on hers moving forward. She let him do it since Rajesh was there to alert them just in case someone moved towards them. She placed her tender fingers on the back of his head and brushed his hair, and pulled him closer.

Riya moved back until her head touched the headrest. He placed his hands on her either jaws and kissed harder. He sucked her lower lip with his lips and licked it fine with his tongue. Then he moved to her upper lip and started sucking it. She offered her tongue, and Shreyas’s tongue just curled around it.

His lips surrounded her tongue, and he sucked it. He drew back, smiling with satisfaction. Riya felt good after his kiss and moved forward to give one last peck on his lips and brushed his hair.

Shreyas then opened his eyes and said, “Love you, mom,” and hugged her from the side.

Riya embraced him and said, “Love you too, Darling. Now move to the aisle and let Rajesh come in.”

Rajesh then got up and let Shreyas out of the seat. Once he was out, Rajesh moved into the window crossing Shreyas and Riya. Then Shreyas settled down at the aisle. Meanwhile, Riya cleaned her right breast while adjusting to their movements.

Then Rajesh hugged her from her side and kissed her shoulder. She patted him lovingly and drew him in. He placed his head inside her cotton saree and moved up till his lips found her left breast. He kissed the part which made the first contact with his lips. Then moved up to find her nipple.

It was rather easy for him since her nipple was erect and pointing high because of their sucking and kisses. He started taking her nipple and areola in and started licking it.

Riya said, “Darling, we don’t have much time before we reach home. Finish it quickly, dear. I will let you do whatever you want once we reach home.”

Rajesh nodded and started taking the milk in. He sucked faster and harder. He held her breasts in position, squeezed them lightly with his fingers. He made sure that he grabbed as much of her breast in his mouth. Then he licked her nipple and all around. He kissed the tip.

He hurried since he did not have much time left and he had to finish his share. So he squeezed slowly from the base to the tip and found the flow increases. He repeated the process to finish her milk as soon as possible.

He moaned whenever he gulped her milk, and the taste filled his entire mouth and throat. Soon he finished the milk and moved out from under her saree.

Riya quickly clasped her bra hooks and blouse and adjusted her saree. She felt relieved that no one had moved towards them and found their little mom-son secret. Rajesh moved his head closer and kissed her. She placed her palm on his neck and brushed it lovingly.

Both palms covered her cheeks and ears. He passionately moved into her and tasted her lips as much as he can. Riya’s grip on her neck tightened. She moved her other palm on the back of his head and pulled his hair slightly. She felt his tongue cover her upper lip first and then the lower lip.

She opened her lips, and she felt his lower lip first and then moved up to reach his upper lips. His hands moved to her breasts, and he started fondling them. She knew she could not go further, not at that moment.

She drew back and asked, “Rajesh honey, enough for now. We are almost near our stop.”

Rajesh ended his kiss, and she kissed his cheek. She had the feel of his lips on hers for few seconds even after he drew back. She licked her lips to let herself know that it was done. She felt relieved. Both the boys then hugged her tight from either side. She moved her arms out and placed lovingly over them.

Soon they entered their sweet home. They saw the toddler playing with his toys and the maid watching over him. The boys went and started playing with the kid.

Riya then told the maid, “Thank you very much, Mala, for taking care of my baby.”

Mala – “No problem, memsahib, your kid was very good and didn’t trouble me at all.”

Riya then laughed and said, “I know that is not true, but that is so sweet of you.”

Riya went to the kitchen and came back with a couple of teacups for herself and the maid and few snacks for the boys. She handed over the plates to the boys, and they moved into their room hurriedly to find their laptop.

She laughed and told the maid, “Look at their curiosity! Just like young boys who are playing for the first time.”

Mala laughed at that and said, “Kids are always young before games no matter how big they grow up.”

Riya agreed, “So true,” and talked to Mala over the incidents since the morning.

Mala kept talking to her when Riya felt a few milk drops coming out of her nipples. She felt the dampness formed on the blouse near the nipples. Soon Tarun moved over to her, and she picked him up into her lap. He touched her breasts and cried, “Mum-mum.”

She knew that he was hungry. Mala must have fed him from the bottle in the afternoon. She held him in one hand and unhooked her blouse and bra with the other hand. She then placed his head under the saree so that his lips were near the nipples. He hungrily latched on to that and started drinking milk.

Mala asked, “How old is your toddler?”

Riya replied, “Close to three. Why?”

Mala replied, “I see that generally women feed their kids only until they grow up to two years or so and milk production stops after that, that is why.”

Riya thought about it and asked with surprise, “So is it unusual if I produce milk now?”

Mala – “I don’t know much about it. I just felt. You can probably go and visit a doctor and get a confirmation.”

Riya nodded and planned in her mind that she would visit her family doctor the next day. She called and got an appointment booked the next morning. The next day she woke up early than usual. She arranged everything quickly for the boys and her toddler.

She told her boys, “Both of you. Listen carefully. I am going out for some time and will come back in the afternoon. Mala will be reaching in some time. Ask her if you need anything.”

The boys nodded, and Riya walked out. Soon she reached the hospital. She went there and talked to the nurse. She asked Riya to have a seat while she checks with the doctor. She came back after few seconds and asked Riya to get in.

Riya entered the consultation room, and she saw her family doctor. But she felt surprised to see a young male attendant sitting beside her.

The doctor said, “Hey Riya, How are you? It’s been a long time. Have a seat.”

Riya looked at her back, diverting herself away from the boy, and replied, “Hey. I am fine. How are you?”

The doctor responded, “I am fine too. Let me know how can I help you?”

She hesitated a bit to start in the presence of the boy. She gathered herself and spoke, “My baby has grown up older now. He is almost three.”

The doctor said, ‘Wow.. he grew up so fast. I feel like I have just got him out!’

Riya said – “Yeah, right. But I was wondering if I can….’ she paused for few seconds, conscious of his presence but continued – “if I can still breastfeed him or not.”

“Oh Riya, it is absolutely fine to breastfeed until you and your kid are comfortable. There is no such age where you can stop it.”

Riya – ‘But generally all my friends or neighbors stopped breastfeeding when their kids are almost 2 years, and I still produce milk. I felt if there is something unusual with me.”

She felt the stares of the boy occasionally on her. But she ignored them and concentrated on the doctor.

“Yeah, usually people stop at that age, but that does not mean you have some problem. Breast milk is produced with the stimulation of your skin and nipples with your kid’s lips, and most people stop that voluntarily. Then milk production stops gradually.”

Riya knew that her nipples were not only stimulated by her baby but also by her young boys. So she said, “So are you sure, doctor, that it is fine to produce milk at this age then?”

“I am sure there is nothing to worry about. But to make you feel sure about it, we will have a check done.”

The doctor got up from her chair and moved towards Riya. Riya gestured to the doctor about the presence of the guy without him being able to see her.

The doctor said in a low voice, “He is fine. He is not an attendant.”

Riya listened to her with astonishment while the doctor wore her gloves and slowly moved her pallu. The boy seemed to stare at her blouse-covered breasts curiously. Then the doctor pressed her breast around her nipple a couple of times. He seemed to observe that all with an open mouth.

Riya felt embarrassed but kept silent with no other option, keeping her eyes away from him. The doctor then continued to press her other breast similarly and continued to talk, “I found him lying on the road homeless. So I picked him up in my car and brought him to the hospital. I got him treated a bit.”

“He doesn’t talk much. He seems to be too young in his mind when compared to his age. You know what I mean. He is mentally a kid though he is older physically.”

Riya suddenly felt bad for her initial impression of him. He seemed to be lean, and malnutrition as the doctor said. She felt bad for judging him initially without knowing about him completely. She felt compassion for him.

The doctor then finished checking both her breasts and said, “I don’t see any problem here. For the safer side, we will get a test done and get a report of it.”

Riya nodded and pulled her pallu back, and looked at the boy with mercy. He seemed to still observe her with wide eyes and open mouth but unmoved from his place. She didn’t mind it then and thought about him for a while.

Meanwhile, the doctor had got everything arranged for the test in the lab and asked her to come over to the lab. They walked out towards the lab, leaving the boy in the consultation room. The doctor got some equipment ready to scan her chest area.

Riya continued to think of the boy while all this happened. She seemed to worry about his condition and the hardships he must have faced till then. Soon the doctor finished the tests.

Then she said, “The tests are done. So it will take a couple of days for the report to come. You can visit me after two days with the report. We will conclude your problem.”

Then Riya talked about the boy, “So doctor, what are you planning to do with that boy?”

The doctor replied, “Yeah, right. I have asked him about his whereabouts. All I could gather is that his parents must have left him out, So I think I will check for an orphanage on my way home to get him admitted.”

Riya then said, “I know one orphanage where one of my sons stays. I know that it is a good orphanage. They take care of the kids very well. I can get him admitted there.”

Doctor – “Oh, you can! That will be very helpful, Riya.”

Riya said, ‘Very well then. I will take him with me to my home now and get him admitted on Monday when my son goes back to his orphanage.”

Doctor – “That sounds good to me. But you are sure right you can take him home. Is it not a trouble to you?”

Riya – “No, no. A kid like him will not be a trouble at all.”

The doctor nodded back. Riya moved over to the consultation room with the doctor and found the boy sitting calmly and looking all around the room amusingly. She moved over to him and asked him, “Hey dear, I am Riya.” He looked at her, and his eyes lit up seeing her.

Riya continued, “I will take you to my home and then will admit you to a school with a lot of friends. You can eat, sleep and play there along with everyone. Will you come with me?”

He seemed excited but looked at the doctor for approval. The doctor nodded, and he agreed to go with her. Riya booked a cab back to her home. Once the cab arrived, she waved bye to the doctor and moved out of the hospital with the boy.

Soon the cab started moving. Riya sat on the left with the boy on the right in the rear seat. He sat distant from her and seemed shy to look at her. He seemed to steal few glances at her but seemed to move his eyes away from her when she looked back at him.

Riya laughed in her mind at his shyness and started to talk to him,  “So what is your name?”

He seemed to hesitate a bit but slowly opened his mouth to say, “Aman.”

Riya asked, “So what happened. Why were you lying on the road?”

Aman said, “I was with my parents. They seem to hate me. I have broken some glass paintings by mistake. Then they hit me hard with a belt. I got scared and ran away from home. I ran and reached the main road and then slept there. Then that aunty brought me in her car, fed me, and applied some lotion on my scars.”

Riya felt bad after listening to him. She held his hand and pressed it to console him. But he felt shy and removed his hand from her.

She then said, “It’s ok, dear. Don’t feel shy. Come here.”

To be continued.

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Disclaimer: This is a completely fictional story (like my previous one) and a creation of my imagination. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. If you enjoy this story, if it made you wet or hard, if it made your insides tingle, leave me feedback. Your feedbacks fuel my imagination. [email protected]. – TH(the author)

Jenny stared through her cabin. She was always in her well-furnished AC cabin. Only the managers were allowed to come to the cabin.

“But how did an intern get into my head?” she was lost in thoughts. She rarely met him. The guy was recruited by the HR team and probably would be just a fresher. She only saw him in the parking lot while she parked her car, and he walked in through the entrance.

She wouldn’t even return his greetings during the rare occasion they crossed paths. Maybe once they were in a lift together, just once when she was running late. The nameless intern that made her squirt she chuckled.

‘Orgasm in a theatre – Done,’ she jotted down on her sleek leather personal diary. ‘Note-first squirt,’ she giggled as she wrote that down too.

Almost the entire day she spent peeping at him. He wasn’t super cute or muscular fit like the other men who had approached her. She knew all they needed was to get between her legs. But why this very normal-looking intern who worked here for a meager stipend?

He was lean, maybe an inch taller than her. He wore a plain white shirt with formal trousers that day. Jenny tried imagining his penis in her head. Would it be huge and thick? Could it make her scream? She wouldn’t know unless she makes him strip.

Then a few images of him pumping in her widespread pussy flashed in her head. She imagined him ramming her pussy like an animal filling her insides with his seeds. Jenny blushed when she realized she was wet already.

Hours passed by, and she felt her insides tingle again and again. It was almost past 7. The intern was still working for some extra wages.

Jenny had to get her pussy filled. She thought of her collection of dildos that could satisfy her and walked out of the cabin. Her white shirt inside a light black formal jacket kind of glistened. It was tucked in her formal black skirt. She could feel the wetness in her panties which needed to be washed soon.

As Jenny got into her car, she spotted the intern walking out of the lift. She waited a few minutes and then drove her car.

The 35-year-old rich boss was stalking an intern. The intern was walking towards the metro station. She parked her car and followed him, maintaining a distance. She watched as the intern got into the metro and rushed in before the door closed.

It was a close call. The bogey had very few people in it. He had plugged in his earphones and was busy surfing the internet. A few more people got down. The compartment was almost empty except for a lady and a man sitting in one corner.

Jenny walked towards him and sat adjacent to the intern. Jenny always smelled lovely, and the intern lifted his head and looked at her.

“Err….Hi ma’am,” he said.

“Hi,” Jenny smiled and pressed her shoulder against his. She had taken out her formal jacket and placed it over her lap. Her plump breasts looked comfortable in the white shirt that gave the edges of her cups through impressions.

Honestly, the intern was surprised to find a company owner with crores of turnover taking the metro. Maybe her Audi broke down, but she could easily get a taxi!

“This might shock you. But I won’t move forward if you are not pleased with what I am going to do,” Jenny whispered to the intern, pressing her shoulders against him. She noticed that the led lamp was not right above them.

“Pardon, ma’am! I didn’t get you,” he said, taking out the earphone. But before he could understand what was happening, he let out a deep sigh. “Ouch,” he felt pressure on his crotch.

Jenny, who was sitting on his right side, and had grabbed his crotch. She didn’t know what she was doing and what had got into her. But she squeezed his crotch with her left hand. Her palms felt the heat of his balls over his black pants.

The intern couldn’t react. He felt good, but wasn’t this wrong? Dumbstruck, he looked into her eyes. Jenny smiled passionately. Her eyes could control him. “I will stop if you are not comfortable,” she said in a deep soothing voice.

Jenny’s palm was squeezing his entire crotch gently and with care. He spread his lean legs a bit, giving her more access to his lower crotch too. She felt him getting harder above his softballs. Jenny smiled.

The intern was scared, but he didn’t want her to stop either. Nobody had touched him like this since his breakup with his girlfriend. Jenny moved her palm over his zip and unzipped him. But she couldn’t get in. She moved her hand over his belt buckle.

“Can I?”

He wouldn’t say no. He nodded but was still unable to digest the situation. Looking around, Jenny unbuckled his belt, and he helped her loosen the belt. ‘Handjob in a moving train’ she recalled another task from her bucket list.

Jenny placed her jacket over his crotch. This was getting riskier. Then quickly, her hand slithered into her pants. She touched his almost erect penis over his underwear. But that wasn’t enough. She pulled his underwear with her fingers and placed it below his balls.

And after a long time, she held a penis in her hand. She felt it grow harder and wider. It was getting thicker. She could trace his throbbing blood vessels. Jenny looked at him again. Her soft, smooth palm had taken him to heaven. Eyes half-closed, he was enjoying this. She moved her hand up and down gently.

His uncut dick had grown fully erect. Even he didn’t know he could grow this big. Jenny pulled down his foreskin and touched his mushroom-like dick head. He was leaking pre-cum. She loved the wetness at his tip. Holding his erect dick like a joystick, she touched his dick head with her thumb and pressed it.

Another drop of pre-cum flowed out. Gently she started jerking him. More and more droplets of pre-cum oozed out that dropped down onto her finger. She had wrapped her finger around his dick and kept jerking him faster and faster with every second.

Like a volcano ready to erupt, his dick let out drops of pre-cum that flowed down through her fingers. She knew this volcano would explode soon. “Don’t hold back. I want every dropout,” She leaned over his shoulders and moaned into his ears.

“I will…I will soon.”

Jenny knew it was going to happen. She hadn’t seen his penis, but she was feeling it entirely under her jacket. His vein grew bigger. Muscles tightened, eyes were closed. The intern grabbed her thigh and clenched it.

“Let it flow, don’t worry!” She made him feel comfortable.

Then he let out a moan. The fresh warm liquid flowed out like a volcanic eruption. She kept jerking him, and he moaned once more, then another load came flowing, drenching her entire upper hand and fingers.

“Are you done?” Jenny asked with patience and jerked again but at a slower pace. She felt another batch of fresh juice coming out. Then he let out the last drop with a deep satisfied sigh. Now, she knew he was empty.

“Seems like you had a lot stored,” she giggled. She was still holding his penis. Holding his growing limp dick like a joystick, she wiped his dick head again with her thumb.

The next stop was up. Jenny waited for the metro to stop and kept petting his dick. “Keep the jacket,” Jenny said as she pulled out her hand and walked out when the automatic door opened.

Walking towards the entrance of the metro station, she stared at her palm. His thick fresh, and white semen was all over her fingers. It was sticky and gooey. It was still slightly warm.

“The nameless intern’s seeds, I milked him well,” she grinned. Then she sucked her fingers, licked her palm, and walked towards a taxi.

To be continued.

Hello dosto, yeh kahani ek sachi ghatna par adharit hai, aur iske sabhi characters bhi asal jeevan mein maujood hain.

Mera naam Atul hai, main 26 saal ka hoon. Main ek rich ghar mein paida aur badha hua tha. Mere father ka naam Manish hai, inka umar, 57 saal ka, ek engineer hain, jo auto parts ka business karte hain.

Meri maa Seema, unka umar 51 saal hai, ek NGO mein social worker hai. Meri badhi behan, Ritika (Ritu), umar 28 saal, ek lawyer hai, uski shaadi ho chuki hai, aur main khud ek MNC mein associate hoon.

Yeh kahaani hai us waqt ki jab main 18 saal ka tha, aur school se naya-naya pass out hua tha. Main bahut hi ayyash kisam ka ladka tha.

Har aurat aur ladki par meri gandi nazar rehti thi, chahe woh meri mooh boli behan, aunty, ya rishtedaar hi kyun na ho. Main aaye din apne dosto ke saath school ki ladkiyon ko chodne, aur paise dekar randiyan chodne ke plan banata tha.

Mere dost bhi bilkul mere jaisey haraami, aur full tharki the. Parr iss sab ke bawajood maine kabhi apne parivar ko apni harkato ka pata nahi chalne diya, unki nazar mein main ek acha bacha hi tha.

Ek din jab main ghar se bahar tha, mujhe phone aaya ki mere papa ka accident ho gaya hai, aur woh hospital mein serious hain.

Main turant hospital pahuncha, jahan meri maa aur behen maujood the, aur roh rahe they. Maine unhe chup karaya, aur hum doctor ke bahar aane ki wait karne lage.

Tabhi wahan ek aadmi aaya, woh aadmi ek jawaan mard tha, takreeban 30-32 saal ka, lamba, chaudha, aur usney mehengey kaprey gharhi, jootey pehne huye tha.

Ussey dekh kar meri maa kuch ghabra sa gayi. Usney humein namaste ki, aur bola ki aap chinta na karein sab theek ho jaayega, doctors sab theek kardenge.

Fir uss ne maa se kaha ki madam aap se zara kuch akele mein baat karni hai, zara side mein aaiye. Maa aur woh kuch duur chaley gaye.

Aisa lag raha tha ki woh aadmi mom ko daant raha hai, aur mom ussey maafi maang rahi hai. Mom roney lagi, aur woh chala gaya, yeh dekh ke main aur didi hairaan ho gaye.

Itne mein doctor ne kahan ki dad ab khatre se bahar hain par recovery mein time lagega. Maine mom se uss aadmi ke baarein mein pucha toh mom ne kaha ki ghar chalkar baat karte hain.

Dad ko hospital mein chodhkar, main, mom aur didi, teeno ghar aa gaye. Mere dimaag mein abhi bhi woh aadmi ghum raha tha, maine mom se uske baare mein fir pucha.

Mom pehle to kuch nahi boli, fir unhone mujhe, aur didi ko apne kamre mein bulaya, aur kaha ki aaj jo woh humein batane jaa rahi hain woh sunn ney ke baad aagey ka faisla hume lena hai.

Main aur didi hairaan ho gaye. Mom ne kaha ki uss aadmi ka naam Feroz hai, aur woh aadmi tumhare dad ka business partner hai.

Aur paiso ki wajah se ussi ne dad ka accident bhi karaya hai, yeh sunte hi maine aur didi ne mom ko police mein complaint karne ko bola, par woh chup rahi. Aage jo maine suna, usse hamesha ke liye meri life badal di.

Mom ne kaha ki hum police ke paas nahi jaa sakte kyunki dad ka business barbaad ho jaayega, aur unhe jail ho jaayegi. “Aisa kyun hoga mom,” didi ne pucha?

“Kya humne tax chori kari hai ya nakli samaan becha hai?” Maa hasney lagi aur boli, “Nakli nahi beta bilkul asli samaan bechte hain. Tumhare papa par woh nahi jo tum sochte ho”.

Main aur didi kuch samaj nahi paa rahe the. Mom boli, “Tumhare papa auto parts ka nahi, balki aurton ke parts ka business karte hain, woh ek prostitution ring chalate hain, ek pimp, ek dalal hai who.”

Yeh sunkar mera jism freeze ho gaya, didi zor-zor se rone lagi, aur mom ko “jhoothi-jhoothi” bolne lagi. Mom ne humein shaant karaya, aur kaha ki yeh sach hai.

Ab tum badhey ho gaye ho, aaj nahi toh kal yeh baat tumhe pata chalni hi thi. Hamaari saari daulat, dalali se banayi huyi hai, dad ka business toh sirf duniya ko dikhaane ke liye hai.

Main shock se behosh hone waala tha, par abhi aur bhi kuch sunna baaki tha. Mom ne bataya ki yeh kaam dad ne mom se hi shuru kiya tha, yaani mom mere dalal dad ki pehli randi thi.

Mom ne bataya ki woh ek bahut famous randi reh chuki hai iss bazaar mein, aur kain logon ko khush kar chuki hai, par abb iss umar mein unhe koi nahi puchta isliye dad ka business fail ho raha hai.

Main aur didi bilkul shock mein the, hamaare pyare parents yeh sab karte hain. Mom ne bataya ki Feroz ek bahut badha dalal hai, aur dad ne ussey nai ladkiyan supply karne ke liye bahut saare paise liye the.

Par koi ladki na milne ke kaaran usney dad ka accident kara diya. Agar nai ladkiyon ka intezaam nahi hua toh Feroz ne firr se dad ko jaan se maarne ki dhamki di hai.

Yeh kehte-kehte mom roney lagi, aur unko dekh kar hum bhi rone lagey. Hum sab ne ek dusre ko galey lagaya, aur kaha sab theek ho jaayega.

Mom ne fir kaha ki Feroz ne kaha hai ki woh dad ki jaan ek aur shart pe chodh sakta hai. Maine aur didi ne ek saath bola, “kya?”

Maa rotey huye boli, “Agar Ritu yeh business join karle.” Feroz ko Ritu bahut achi lagi hai, aur woh usey iss line mein lana chahta hai.

Yeh sun ke mera khun khaul gaya, par mom ne mujhe samjhaya ki Feroz bahut powerful aadmi hai, woh mujhe bhi maar dega, aur fir didi aur mom bilkul akeli reh jaayengi.

Maine aur Mom ne Ritu ki taraf dekha. Didi ke chehre par koi expression nahi tha. Woh shocked bhi thi, gussa bhi thi, aur dukhi bhi.

Mom ki tone ab dheere-dheere badalne lagi, aur woh khud ek dalal ki tarah baat karne lagi. Unhone didi ko samjhaya ki iss kaam mein beshumar paisa hai, aur full masti bhi.

Naye dost bhi banenge, aur naye aashiq bhi. Maa boli, ki yeh kaam hum chupkar karenge, jaise itne saalo se karte aaye hain, kisi ko nahi pata chalega, hamaari koi beizzati nahi hogi, aur paisa pura milega.

Band darwaaze ke peeche gharon mein kya-kya hota hai, yeh tum bachchey kya jaano. Mom ne didi ko paas bithaya, aur boli ki, “Ritu tujhe sab rani bana kar rakhenge.”

“Mehnge-mehnge gifts, foreign trips, luxury cars sab tere pairon mein hoga agar tu haan keh de toh, aur fir sex ki pyaas to bhujayenge hi,” mom ab full dalal ban chuki thi.

Maine didi ki taraf dekha, woh bhi dheere-dheere kuch soch rahi thi. Tu ek vaishya ke beti hai toh tujhe sharam kyun aa rahi iss mein.

Didi chup rahi, fir ekdum se boli, “Kya dad aur hum bach jaayenge?” Yeh sunte hi mom ko ehsaas ho gaya ki didi maan gayi hai.

“Haan beti, paiso ke liye na sahi apne parivar ke liye kar, toh kya main haan samjhun,” mom boli. “Haan mom, main karungi, agar aap kar sakti ho toh main kyun nahi.”

“Main aapko aur dad ko kabhi paiso ki kami nahi honey dungi, jaise aapne kabhi humein nahi honey di. Main bhi ek randi banungi.”

Mom khushi se rone lagi, aur didi ko gale laga liya. Yeh sab sunn ke main confused tha, ki iss sachai pe dukh manaun ya dad ki jaan bachney ki khushi.

Agle din hum hospital mein the. Wahan fir Feroz aa gaya, usne didi ki taraf dekha, aur mom se pucha ki kuch baat bani. Mom Feroz ko lekar bahar gayi, aur uske kaan mein kuch keh kar issey wahan se bhej diya.

Mom mere aur didi ke paas aayi, aur boli ki beta, tera business ka time shuru ho gaya hai aaj. Ek client ne virgin ladki ke liye lakhon rupaiye diya hain Feroz ko, aur Feroz tujhe bhejna chahta hai uske paas, tujhe jaana hoga.

Didi thodha darr gayi par excited bhi ho gayi. Firr maa ne jo mujhe bola ussey main darr gaya, maa boli ki, “Atul main tere papa ke paas hospital mein rahungi. Ritu ko lekar tu jaayega client ke paas.”

Mom ne mujhe aur Ritu ko fauran, Feroze ke ek beauty parlour ka address diya jahan didi ko client ke liye tayyar hona tha. Main aur didi wahan paunchey.

Parlour ki manager khud ek randi lagg rahi thi, aur mere saath flirt karne lagi. Maine usse bola ki main Seema ji ka beta hoon, aur yeh meri behen Ritu hai.

Woh boli, “Acha yeh hai Seema ji ke bachche, dono bahut sexy hai, bilkul maa par gaye hain,” aur zor-zor se hasne lagi. Usney didi ko bola chalo kapre utaro.

Yeh sunkar main aur didi shocked ho gaye. Woh boli arrey ab yeh sharam ka drama chodh do, ab iss line mein aagaye ho tum log, chalo, chalo jaldi utaaro, dekhun toh heroine ka jism kaisa hai.

Main wahan se jaane laga, toh manager boli, “Arrey teri hi behen hai, tujse kaisa darr issey, chal baith yahan, seekh kuch.” Didi ne apna top aur jeans nikaal diya, aur sirf bra – panty mein khadhi ho gayi.

Maine bahut koshish ki naa dekhoon, par meri nazar unke jism par padh hi gayi. Vakai woh gazab ki khubsurat lag rahi thi, ekdum jaise bra-panty mein Kriti Sanon.

Mera lund sakht ho gaya, jissey manager ne dekh liya. Main bahut sharminda ho gaya. Manager ne didi ko kaha, lakho- karoro kamyegi tu yahan, khush ho jaa. Aur fir woh didi ki tayyar karne ke liye andar waale room mein le gayi.

Kuch der baad manager didi ko lekar bahar nikli. Didi ko dekh kar toh main paagal hi ho gaya. Saari duniya ki khubsurti ek taraf, aur didi ek taraf.

Laal saari, backless, noodle-strap blouse mein didi kissi film star jaisi lag rahi thi, unka gora jism uss laal saree mein se aankh micholi khel raha tha.

Mujhe samaj nahi aa raha tha ki main apni didi ko iss nazar se kyun dekh raha hoon, yeh mujhe kya ho raha hai. Mera lund bilkul sakht ho chuka tha, aur main sharminda.

Tabhi manager ne driver ko bulaya aur boli, ki chalo jaldi chalo, clients wait kar rahe hain iska. Maine pucha clients matlab, kya ek se zyaada log hai, toh manager hasne lagi aur boli, tum dekhte raho, yahan sab hota hai.

To be continued…

Is part mein main setup bata raha thaa, agla part bahut sexy, aur erotic hoga.

Agar aapke comments mile toh aage ka part jaldi upload karunga.

Hello, it’s the continuation of my last part.

Riya just rubbed his palm with her hands to make him feel safe and comfortable. She then continued to ask, “So you remember your parents’ names. I will see if I can get an inquiry about them. They must be worried about you.”

He said, “No. I don’t want to go home. They beat me a lot, and they hate me. I won’t go back again.”

She said, “That’s ok, dear. You can stay wherever you are comfortable.”

Then she placed her arm to check his bruises. She moved his and rubbed her fingers over a bruise on his back below his neck. He made a shrill cry. She felt very compassionate about him, and tears filled up her eyes. She then pulled him closer and hugged him from her side over her shoulder.

He seemed to feel shy but hugged her back lightly.

Then they reached their home. They see that Mala was lying on the floor in a rested state while her sons played with the kid. They seemed to turn towards the new guy coming in and put their faces in a question mark.

Riya saw that and gestured them to wait till they move inside. Soon they reached the drawing-room, and Mala got up, hearing their steps in.

She asked Riya, “Who is this boy, memsahib?”

She then replied – “He is Aman. He has nowhere to go and was homeless. So I brought him so that I can get him admitted in the orphanage where Rajesh stays.”

All of them seemed to nod that they are clear. Their faces had sympathy over him. So Shreyas and Rajesh moved towards him to shake their hands with him.

Rajesh moved his right hand towards his and said, “Hey Aman, this is Rajesh.”

Aman got scared a bit and hid behind Riya. She was the only one he trusted then.

Then Riya said, moving aside, “That’s alright, dear. They are your friends. They won’t hurt you.”

After listening to her, he stayed unmoved, and Rajesh moved his hand further to shake his hand. This time Aman raised his hand. Rajesh shook his hand. Aman just moved his hand as per Rajesh”s movements. Shreyas also offered his hand, and they shook their hands.

Shreyas said – “Hi Aman, I am Shreyas.”

Soon Aman felt comfortable after Riya. The kids kept him busy, asking him about what he would like to eat and play. Mala got up to move out since Riya is back to take care of all the kids. So she gestured to Riya and moved out. Riya asked Aman to go and take a bath since he must have been exhausted.

He moved inside the common washroom. Riya got fresh in the other washroom inside her bedroom. She then moved towards Shreyas and Rajesh to brief about the mental condition of the kid. She asked the boys not to scare him or tease him and asked them to make him feel comfortable. The boys nodded.

Sometime later, Aman moved out from the washroom all fresh. Riya offered him a fresh pair of t-shirts and shorts of Shreyas. He went in to change and came back after a couple of minutes. Riya looked at him, and on second glance, she found that his shorts were inside out.

The boys also noticed it but controlled their laugh since they knew it would embarrass him. Riya then quickly moved over to him and said, “Aman dear, your shorts are inside out. You need to go back and change.”

Aman looked at everyone with embarrassment and then moved back to his room to correct it. He came back with his face still in embarrassment.

Riya then held his hand and said, “That is alright, dear. Things like these happen with everyone. Just forget about it,” and continued their earlier conversation.

All the evening, they kept chatting, and Aman eased himself within them. Soon, her toddler moved over to her, touched her breast again, and kept signaling that he needs milk. Riya gestured to the kids to continue and picked her toddler, and moved to her bedroom.

She sat on the bed crossing her legs and placed her baby in her lap. She quickly moved her pallu away a bit and unhooked her blouse. Then Aman, chatting with the kids, turned towards Riya and saw her blouse-clad breasts again. He felt that amusing and continued to watch it.

Riya, who seemed not to notice all these, continued to move her blouse cups aside and unhooked her bra hooks. Slowly she moved the bra cups aside, and her left breast popped out.

Aman opened his eyes wide since that was the first time he saw a woman’s private parts. The circular and soft texture of her breasts seemed to amuse him a lot. He knew nothing about it. He felt curious to touch it and see how it feels.

Then Riya continued to place her nipple on the baby’s lips, and the hungry boy seemed to latch onto it. Aman found this surprising. Shreyas and Rajesh seemed to notice his stares at Riya and turned towards her.

They understood what he was looking so curiously at. They knew how it feels to look at a woman”s breasts for the first time. So they pulled his hands and took him into her bedroom.

Riya looked up to find all three boys in her room and asks, “What happened? Do you need something?”

Then Rajesh gestured at Riya to check Aman. Riya turned towards him and found him staring at her breasts eagerly. She laughed at his stares. She knew that he must be curious since it must have been something new to him.

She still remembered how Shreyas, Rajesh, and Rahul took the sight of her breasts for the first time. It was no wonder that Aman was surprised at that moment.

So she asked Aman, “Aman dear, What are you looking at?”

He pointed innocently at her breasts and asked, “Why is he eating you?”

Riya and the boys smiled at his innocence, and she replied – “He is not eating me. He is just feeding milk from me.”

Aman then asked, still pointing at her breasts, “Oh! So there is milk in there.”

Riya replied, “Yes.”

He seemed surprised and got lost in his thoughts. Riya expected that and continued to feed him while looking at him. He seemed to stare for a long time and seemed curious still. Soon Riya finished feeding her baby and hooked her bra and blouse back.

She covered her pallu over it. But Aman continued staring at her chest with his wide eyes. She got up and placed her baby in his toddler bed carefully, making sure not to wake him up. She then moved to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Meanwhile, Rajesh and Shreyas engaged him in few games on their laptop. Riya soon finished the preparation and arranged everything on the dining table. She then called out all the boys to come over to the dining table. Aman seemed to have lost his curiosity after getting involved in the games.

Soon they finish the dinner. Riya asked the boys to go to their room to sleep. She felt there was not enough space in their room for an extra person.

She asked, “Boys, I know there are not enough beds in your room. One of you can come over and sleep in my bed.”

Shreyas said, “You can take Aman with you, mom. We can manage, but Aman can’t sleep alone in a bed. He needs someone like you beside him.”

Rajesh seconded that. Riya looked proudly at her sons. She felt that her boys have grown up to be mature and thoughtful. She patted on their shoulders, admiring their gesture. Then Rajesh and Shreyas moved to their room.

Riya finished her cleaning and moved to her bedroom, holding Aman. He followed her silently. She picked a sleeved satin gold-colored shirt with laces and matching pants and moved into the washroom to change. She came back and found Aman just sitting on the bed, feeling shy.

Riya then moved on to the bed from the other side and said, “That”s alright, dear. Feel free. Lie down.” She made him lie on the bed, and she lay beside him on the bed. He lay distant from her turning his blushing face away from Riya.

But Riya turned towards and placed her arm on his back and patted gently to make him sleep. He moaned with slight pain when her fingers touched the bruises. She felt worried and checked inside his t-shirt. The bruises seemed to be still raw and she knew the pain behind it.

So she pulled him close to her and hugged him, facing his back. He felt the softness of her breasts touching his back. That feeling was new to him, and he felt good and relieved after the pain. She put her fingers over his head and brushed his hair lovingly.

It felt soothing, and he moved his head back. His head touched her softness. He seemed to like it and continued to rest his head on her soft breasts that way. He felt the need to touch it. So he slowly turned towards her and placed his head back on her breasts, this time his face lying on her breasts.

She didn’t feel unusual. She placed her fingers back on his hair, but this time behind his head. He wanted to touch it and feel it. But apart from the soft touches on his face, he did not dare to move further. Riya noticed all this. She knew his interests.

She felt it earlier from his eyes, the curiosity, the feel of touching her breasts, the need of tasting her milk. She understood he was just curious like her boys, and so she did not resist much.

He slowly raised his head, and his nose and lips touched her upper breast. He liked the soft cushion-like feel. So he got carried away and pressed his face deep into her breast. He then brushed her breast with his nose and lips. Riya noticed this. She felt his eagerness underlying those cute brushes.

She laughed in her mind and called Aman in a low voice, “Aman, dear.”

“Yes, aunty,” Aman replied, raising his head off her breasts.

Riya, “Are you not comfortable sleeping?”

Aman replied, “No, aunty, I am comfortable. Your hug is so soft and warm. It feels nice to keep my face and rest like that,” and hugged her back, placing his head back on her breasts.

Riya then adjusted herself so that he is comfortable in that position.

Then Aman asked, still with his face on her breasts, “So, aunty, you said your baby was having milk from you earlier.”

Riya replied, “Yes.”

She had a faint idea where this is heading to.

Aman, “So can you show how and where does that comes from?”

Riya understood the reason behind these questions. She knew the curiosity of boys aged around him. She also knew that this boy is unique and more curious than others. She felt she is the one they can rely on. She had done it earlier for her boys, and she felt that she could clear his anxiety.

So she slowly opened her laces over her shirt and moved her shirt aside. He curiously observed her fair navel, the button deep at the center, and the flesh surrounding it. He wanted to see how it feels. He placed his palm on her navel and brushed slightly.

His fingers touched her button now and then. He found that amusing and then placed a finger on her button to see how deep it was. These moves were tickling Riya, and she trembled on the bed with his touches. He moved up and found two soft and round organs covered inside her creamy pink-colored bra.

He slowly cupped them and pressed one of the breasts. He was surprised to see such soft and plump organs. Riya continued to unhook her bra and occasionally, his fingers brushed hers. Then she moved her bra cup aside to reveal her right breast. She then squeezed the base of her right breast slightly.

He joined his palm and imitated what Riya did. His fingers squeezed her base and moved to the tip. She then repeated the squeezes a couple of times, and he followed her. Few drops of milk started coming out.

She then said, “So this is where the milk starts and flows out. When the lips are placed on this tip,” pointing at her nipple, “those drops can be sucked out.”

Aman asked, “So this is how the baby was taking milk out.”

Riya nodded.

Then Aman asked with hesitation, “Can I ta… ta… taste it, aunty. I want to see how it tastes.”

Riya was ready for this. She anticipated this. She knew that they become curious to taste her milk. She also knew that there was no harm in that after her experience with her boys.

She knew Rahul or her boys had lust, at least to some extent. But she knew for sure that Aman’s curiosity was pure because of his naive mind. She knew he was still a kid inside. So she nodded.

He then moved his face up to the level of her right breast and licked the drops that were oozing out of her nipple. He liked the taste and licked another drop.

He said, “It tastes good.”

And then he moved back onto her breast. He squeezed her base a couple of times and licked the drops coming out of it. Riya felt that it would pain her if squeezing continued for more time. So she held her head and drew it closer.

She then said, “Suck the nipple with your lips just like you suck the juice out of a mango. Milk will flow automatically. You don’t need to squeeze it every time.”

He nodded and then took her nipple in and started sucking the tip of the nipple.

Riya then said, “That’s nice. But you need to take more flesh and skin into your mouth if you need the milk out.”

So he followed her and sucked more of her flesh, and pressed his teeth and lips onto it.

Riya cried a bit with the pain, “Aaah. Not that hard, dear. Use your lips more and less of your teeth. Keep your teeth away while you are sucking.”

He said, “Sorry, aunty.”

He then moved his teeth apart and sucked with his lips. Milk flow started to increase after he started sucking a couple of times. He then seemed to get hold of the process. Riya held her breast in position and occasionally squeezed if the flow seemed to slow down.

But she wondered how all the boys get used to the sucking so quickly. She felt it was an instinct. He continued to use his lips to take the flesh in and out of his mouth gradually. Riya felt that his sucking was just like how Tarun does.

She felt that he is just as cute and innocent as Tarun, unlike her boys who were more eager and excited in the feeding. Aman, on the other hand, seemed to be relaxed in his feeding. Although she felt she liked both styles. Each style had its share of love. Soon milk drops stopped coming out.

Riya asked him, “So how was the taste? Did you like it?”

He nodded and said with a disappointed face, “It was so good, and I felt like it ended so quickly.”

Riya then asked, “What if I said you could have more of it?”

He seemed delighted and said eagerly, “Is it true! Can I have more of it?”

She then moved her left breast near his lips and drew his head close to her. He knew the process then. So he started taking the nipple into his mouth and sucked it with his lips gently. He made sure that his teeth stayed apart from each other. He closed his eyes, feeling the taste in his mouth.

Riya laughed and thought to herself that no matter how old her kids are. They still behave the same when it comes to taste her milk. He then moved his hands to grab her breasts in position and squeezed them slightly, imitating what Riya did to her other breast.

Riya was surprised at his quick grasp of things. He soon finished the left breast and continued to suck till the last drop came out of it. Once the flow stopped totally, he drew his face back and opened his eyes.

He then kissed her palm and said, “Thanks, aunty for letting me taste your milk. It felt so good.”

Riya felt glad and said, “Glad that you liked it.” She placed her palm on his cheek and moved it over his head through his hair lovingly.

He then hugged her back, placing his head back on her naked breasts. She held him with one hand and brushed through his hair with the other. He soon fell asleep, and Riya placed his head carefully on his pillow. She then lay back on her pillow, hooked her bra, tied her laces of the shirt, and closed her eyes.

She felt happy that she had all her boys with her, who feel safe with her, comfortable, and love her from the bottom of their hearts. She felt unique and special among all moms because of all the love she got from her boys.

She felt lucky and blessed to meet all of them, to be able to love all of them, and to get the love back from all of them.

Thank you for reading the story. Please give me your feedback. You can mail me @ [email protected] or kik me @ riyasharmaa8. Thank you.

It’s an old trick: ask the invigilator to explain the question and get the partial answer. The cute teenage girl was trying just that with me. I was on exam duty for first-year students. Though it’s not my subject, I explained patiently and, looking at her pretty face, gave her most of the answer.

Walking away, I checked out her name on the answer sheet. ‘Piyali,’ a cute name for a beautiful girl. In fact, I couldn’t remember seeing a girl so naturally beautiful on the whole campus. She was tall and healthy, about five feet six inches, with a grown woman’s body for her age (about 19).

Her stats were about 34-26-34, with a shapely ass and perky boobs. Her slightly dusky, golden skin was covered from top to bottom in a full-sleeved Punjabi dress. I felt shy to stare at her. But my heart begged me for another look at her cute face as soon as I turned my eyes away from her.

The next day she sat with her head uncovered. She had a full fringe, ear to ear, with the sides trimmed like a sort of mullet. In the back, straight black hair was falling till her mid-back in a blunt cut. Three hours passed like a breeze watching the pretty girl.

I wanted to ruffle her silky fringe with my fingers and play with her ears. She tucked her hair behind an ear at one point, showing her three piercings in the right ear. She was writing something on the desk before the question paper was given.

Some students write difficult formulas on the desk to cheat later. I approached from behind to see what she was writing.

Sourav: May I see?

She moved her hand away. It was a heart with an arrow through it. I smiled at her. She stole a glance, bent her head, and smiled.

On the third day, I found myself dressed up smartly in a white shirt and blue jeans. I was 23, clean-shaved, and fair, with a good height (touching 6 feet). My thoughts drifted to daydreams. If only I weren’t a junior lecturer at the same college, I would talk to Piyali. I curbed my imagination and got ready.

She caught me by surprise and greeted me with a handshake.

Piyali: Good morning, sir.

Sourav: Looking good, prepared well, I hope.

Piyali: Ya, its an easy paper

The touch was electric. I could’ve kissed her pretty fingers. With a heavy heart, I realized that the exams would be over soon. I wanted to say things, ask her out for coffee, etc. But it would be wrong in many ways. A teacher flirting with a student, no matter from another college, was a strict no-no!

I noticed she was playing with something on her lip. There was a thin sexy stud on the lower lip to the left. I noticed her beautifully arched, full lips and surmised that she’s a typical bong babe. That day she was wearing a sleeveless ink-blue kurta with a chunni on her head and shoulders.

Halfway through the exam, she raised her hand for an additional answer sheet. As I approached, she kept her hand raised unnecessarily. I noticed an elaborate script tattoo on her inner arm.

That was an invitation. I held her slender arm and questioned with a straight face.

Sourav: Are these notes on your arm?

Piyali (hiding a smile): It’s a tattoo.

Sourav: Can I check?

PIiyali: Of course.

I touched her arm. She got ticklish but looked straight at me, smiling. Our hearts were beating fast. I ran my finger all the way to her armpit – still the smirk.

Under the kurta, I pulled her bra strap my finger, and let it snap back. She gave a look of shock mixed with amusement and shyness. I gave her the additional sheet and walked back. I was in love, and so was she.

Finally, the bell rang. I collected all the papers. Piyali asked for 5 minutes. Meanwhile, everyone left. I wondered why she needed extra time. She seemed like a smart girl. Handing me her booklet, she asked.

Piyali: Sir, can you help me solve a question paper?

Sourav: Call me Sourav, which subject?

Piyali: Botany.

Sourav: I’m doing a Ph.D. in Botany. Let’s go to my place.

I gave her directions sitting behind, on her scooty. Her narrow waist was so tempting. I kept my hands on it right away. By the time we reach my flat, I had rubbed her soft ass with my hands and dick, resulting in a mega erection.

We finished the sample paper in an hour. Closing the books, I noticed her fingernails were matching her dress. I checked her toes and smiled.

Sourav: I like your matching nail paint.

Piyali: Thanks, can I give you a treat? For the tuition class?

Sourav (smiling): Okay.

Piyali: Tomorrow, after the exam.

The girl was either infatuated or a virgin. I was about to find out soon. I spent the day fixing my bachelor pad for her next visit. She looked posh, and my luxurious apartment was up to her standard.

The next day she was already sitting in the exam hall when I arrived. I walked up to her seat. She tried to get up, and I used the chance to grab both her shoulders and asked her to sit down. We kept playing the touchy-feely game all day.

As I passed, she held my hand and asked for permission to drink water. I kept my hand casually on her back whenever she signed for additional sheets. At the bell, everyone left except for Piyali. She proposed we go to a cafe for my treat. On the way, I asked her:

Sourav: Can we leave my bags at my place?

Piyali: Oh yes, no problem

The tension increased as we reached my flat. Both of us wanted to hug desperately, but who would make the first move?

I held her hand in the elevator, which was rather unnecessary. She bent her head without saying anything. Her swan-like neck was begging to be kissed erotically, but my emotions were in check with the last bit of willpower. I opened the door and dropped my bag on the coffee table.

Piyali had closed the door behind us. I was mentally debating my next step and turned around. She kissed my cheek and buried her face in my chest. The mood was set. I lifted her chin gently and caressed her lips with mine. She came back for a sideways kiss, opening her mouth for a liplock.

I gave her a full smooch with my tongue inside. Our tongues made contact, and it was a green signal from her for anything and everything. I lifted her legs over my hips and walked into the bedroom. She took off her kurta before I dropped her into the bed. I pulled her lower and undressed.

The air conditioning made us instantly comfortable, away from the blistering heat and outside noise. I held her face and looked into her dark eyes. It felt like I was drowning in pure passion.

She looked down in a daze. Piyali touched her shaved pussy with one hand and tried to reach for my cock with the other. I climbed into the bed and slid my thick cock in her tiny cleavage under her small black bra. She pulled off the bra to reveal her perky boobs.

The pretty cones were facing me with erect nipples, pointing straight up. She squeezed her own boob with one hand and moved her mouth to my cock. The next second I felt a warm yet rough sensation as her tongue slithered on my sensitive foreskin.

Inside her mouth, It felt like her tongue was rolling around my thick shaft. I didn’t want to cum so soon. So I pulled out and rubbed my dick on her sexy bangs. She giggled as I playfully slapped her rosy cheeks with my member. We were ready for a fuck.

Before losing myself completely, I pulled out an ultra-thin condom from the bedside table and rolled it on my member. She pleaded with her eyes to go easy on her fresh pussy. I found her cunt and inserted my middle finger halfway. She was already wet.

I started finger fucking her tight hole. Piyali started heaving up and down, moaning uncontrollably. At the right moment, I removed my finger and replaced it with my dick, pushing inside. She took a deep breath and froze. I slapped her mouth gently to make her breathe again.

As I heard her gasp for air, our banging started in full swing. Her hips moved up naturally to meet my strokes. I buried my face in her silky hair and fucked her tight pussy with never-ending thrusts. Every time my cock slid inside, there was an expression of untold pleasure on her face.

It was time for the fruits of our passion. I increased the speed of my rhythmic pumping and kissed her sweet lips. My right hand was behind her head, clutching her hair. My left hand was under her cunt, rubbing its folds to flood her with sensations.

Within a few seconds, she started calling my name, “Oh, Sourav, aah, umm.” That was it. She touched her peak and got her orgasm. I decided to cum soon and speeded up my strokes while holding her face with both hands. She wasn’t done with one climax.

She joined me again, along with my hot, almost painful eruption that was ripping through my penis shaft. I never felt her nails digging into my shoulder or my teeth biting into her collar bone. I collapsed on her with a soft cry of, “Ahh, Piyali,” going out with a heave of relief.

I turned on my back and dozed off for a few minutes. Then a pleasant sensation woke me. Piyali was sucking my tiny nipples, and with her movement, her silky hair was rubbing on my chest.

I found her buttery legs and rubbed them with both hands as she was straddled on my thighs. Her teenage hormones were in overdrive. She needed another solid banging.

Piyali: Baba, I forgot your treat. What do you like?

Sourav: Cowgirl, sweetie, try, na!

Hi friends, this is longclaw15 (nickname). This is my first story which is real and is filled with crazy sex stuff. I do not believe in posting fake or fictional stories. I am 5 feet 6 inches tall, and a handsome guy (others have told me this!) with a perfect athletic body and to compliment that, I have a 6 inches dick.

So, let me begin by introducing to you all the heroine of my story. She is my aunty Vidya. She is 35 years old. I have been having a huge crush on her for a long time.

My aunty is married to my uncle, who is the owner of a hotel. They have a son. Vidya is having a perfect figure and her stats are 34-30-36 with a pair of round ass-cheeks. This would make anyone want to fuck every hole of hers, including her mouth.

I am basically a guy who respects women and their freedom. So, the incidents in this story are genuine and written with the agreement of the characters in this story.

So, guys, hold your dicks, and girls and horny women, put your hands in your pussies. Let’s go!

So, let’s start the story:

It all started about a year ago when I completed my graduation and was looking forward to my master’s. I thought of taking some time off and enjoying my vacation. I planned a trip to Goa to my uncle’s place for a week. I told my parents about it and was ready to go. I packed my bags, booked a train ticket, and was set for the journey.

As soon I reached Goa, I booked a cab and went to my uncle’s place to surprise them. I reached their penthouse. As I rang the doorbell, both uncle and aunty were surprised to see me. They welcome me in and were genuinely happy to see me. They showed me my room.

As I freshened up, after my long journey, my aunt prepared breakfast. We all sat for breakfast at the table and talked about my college, my future plans, etc. I asked them where was Ajay (my cousin)? They told me that he had gone on a study tour for about 2 weeks.

While we were having breakfast, uncle got a call from the manager of his hotel. It was about an international business trip, which was going to take place in various countries for over a month. Uncle told us that he had to leave this evening.

So he started packing and apologized to me for not being present at home during my vacation. I told him that it was ok and I will manage.

Then, the whole afternoon went in his packing and all other arrangements. While leaving, he told me, “Aunty is scared to live alone for the whole month. Will it be okay if you can stay here for the month?”

I agreed without any hesitation as I had got about two months’ time till the admissions start. After all the goodbyes and wishing him a happy journey, I asked him if I could drive him to the airport. I asked his permission to use the car so that I can roam in the city and also take aunty with me to show me all the new places. He readily agreed.

We all left to go to the airport. After we dropped my uncle, aunty got a call from her friend telling her to meet as she wanted to talk about some women’s matter. Aunty asked me to drop her at their penthouse and told me that I can go visit all the places where ever I wanted to go.

First, I refused to go out as I would be alone and no one would be there to accompany me. She told me that her friend’s matter is important and it will be over in about an hour and a half. After some yes/no, I agreed to it. Then I dropped her at her penthouse and went to a cafe.

About two hours waiting for aunty, I tried calling her but there was no answer. So I went back penthouse and was tired of the journey and all that. I parked the car and was headed to the penthouse. After reaching the penthouse, I didn’t ring the bell as uncle had given me an extra set of keys.

As I opened the door, I heard some light moans coming from my uncle’s bedroom. I went to look at what was happening. I was shocked to see aunty and her female friend licking each other’s cunts! They were fingering each other’s pussies and much more!! This gave me an instant hard-on watching two sexy MILFs naked in bed together.

I was fond of watching porn. But this was something more realistic. Without wasting time, I hid behind the curtain and recorded the whole session for about 15 minutes. I then went down to the parking lot, so that they could have their moments together.

As I reached the parking lot, I tried calling the landline and after a few rings, aunty picked up the call. I told her that I was on my way home and I was tired. After I reached home, she opened the door. Due to her lesbian sex, there was a slight glow on her face. I enquired about the glow on her face. She told me that she just had her facial routine done. I smiled.

As it was dinner-time, my lesbian aunty served me a delicious dinner that she had cooked. While having dinner, I asked her about her friend and why she did not come to the café. Aunty replied that she and her friend were busy talking and that they didn’t realize the time.

After dinner, we both watched some TV and went to bed. As I was horny, I browsed through some Indian sex stories about a nephew fucking his aunty. I watched some porn action too. Then I remembered why I was watching porn when I can watch live recorded action which was more realistic and of someone I knew.

I began watching the clip of my aunty and her friend that I had recorded earlier. This was better than any porn. I began jerking off to the video of my aunty Vidya and her friend. While watching the video, I was hard like never before and then I came more than I usually did.

After that, I got an idea. I thought of making my aunty my sex slave.

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Stay tuned for the next part as this was just the introduction to this series. This series will be going on for a long time. I hope you all liked this true story.

Please don’t ask for pictures and videos regarding the characters in this story. Use your imagination and jerk off.

For your reviews and feedback, you can email me at: [email protected]

Thank you.

Disclaimer: This is a completely fictional story (like my previous one) and a creation of my imagination. Any similarity to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. If you enjoy this story, if it made you wet or hard, if it made your insides tingle, leave me feedback. Your feedbacks fuel my imagination. [email protected]. – TH(the author)

Back in her room, Jenny jotted down in her diary, ‘Handjob in a train-Done.’

What difference did a train and metro make? The point was she milked him well?

But things were different with the intern. He didn’t go to his rented room after the incident. He knocked at the door of his ex-girlfriend.

“What are you doing here, Aaron?” Waheeda, his ex, was rather rude.

Aaron, that was the intern’s name. Before Waheeda could react, he pushed her inside and closed the door. Then grabbed her by her butt and kissed her wildly.

She tried pushing him away, but something surprised her. She was shorter than him, and she could feel his fully erect penis pressing against her lower belly. Waheeda ran her hand into his pants and felt his dick. He was hard like he was never before.

She had dumped him for not being active in bed. But she wanted this monster inside her pussy, and she gave in. Aaron fucked Waheeda like a cheap slut he had paid for the whole night. But the truth was it was Jenny who was in his head.

Everything went normal for a few days. Neither did Aaron nor did Jenny tried to make a move on each other at the office. But both of them silently watched each other.

Meanwhile, Waheeda tried to talk Aaron into getting back together. She was craving for his monster, but Aaron politely rejected it. He wanted to make the woman who rejected him for not being active in bed scream for him, and he was successful.

It was a Sunday. Aaron was comfy in his rented 1BHK apartment. Like any young man, he slept like a baby till 10 in the morning. He was woken by the ringing of his doorbell. He never had any guests, and he was sure there weren’t any deliveries today too.

Aaron opened the door and stood there frozen like a statue. It was Jenny, his boss. She had an evil but cute smile on her face. She was wearing black shades, but her eyes still seem to sparkle.

“Won’t you invite me in?”

Aaron wouldn’t say no to that sultry voice. She walked in like a heavenly creature. The apartment was too small for her style. Jenny seated herself on the bean bag.

“ What do you want, ma’am?” He almost shivered.

“Just a glass of water and you, of course,” she giggled.

Her thick red lipstick had left marks on the glass. She had juicy lips, perfect for long deep smooches but even better when wrapped around a throbbing rod.

Jenny threw an envelope at Aaron.

“Aaron, is it?” She continued as he nodded.

“This is payment for the service you offered, and you will be paid well for future services you provide. I won’t force you to do this. I need this, and somehow you fascinate me. But if you are looking forward to doing this, not a word goes out!” Jenny said, taking out her shades.

Jenny was wearing dark cream formal pants along with a semi-formal bright maroon shirt with white buttons. She pinned the shades on her pocket and walked towards him. Seeing her like that, Aaron had a minor bulge already.

“I…I would love to.”

Jenny ran her hands inside his boxers and touched his raw growing penis. “Your manhood agrees to it, too,” She giggled as she squeezed his balls. “But you lack class, let’s get you some nice clothes.”

Jenny gave him exactly 15 minutes to get ready. She was always strict about time management. The intern was in a plain white t-shirt and black jeans.

Jenny took him shopping at one of her favorite places. A place targeted for elites like her won’t bother about spending a lot. It was several high-end branded stores running on the top floor of the Gold mall. The common middle class never bothered to check out the products on this specific floor. Even window shopping felt too costly for them.

But neither Jenny nor Aaron knew that Waheeda was stalking them. That night with Aaron stretched Waheeda’s pussy as she had never felt before. She never expected him to reject her. It was always she who dumped men.

Waheeda was Aaron’s classmate. She had taken his virginity, but he could never meet her needs. Waheeda had let more men drill her than she could count on her fingers, even in the restricted holes of her body.

Her Tinder date after Aaron left her naked on the bed couldn’t even make her reach climax. She wanted Aaron. Rather she wanted his dick. That Sunday, when she had worn the hottest costume she could find to seduce Aaron, she found him leaving with a lady in Audi. She couldn’t help but follow.

Jenny purchased him several formal, classy shirts and trousers. She called it a present, maybe a present to her new organic sex toy. The next stop was Victoria’s Secret collections. Aaron followed her like a puppy which aggravated Waheeda, who was sitting at the eatery opposite.

Jenny and Aaron were staring at the massive collection of lingerie.

“What color do you like?” Jenny asked

“Red or purple.”

Jenny asked the staff to take out everything in red or purple.

Aaron blushed, looking at the exotic collections. Bra’s with padded cups, push-up bras, thin lacy ones, strapless, bikini types, cups that would expose more than it could hold. Some bras would just cover the nipples.

He touched a few to feel the soft, smooth material. These would make a man drool. The panties were even sexier. They were very thin, soft, and smooth. Some had flowery patterns and thin laces. Some hardly covered the pussy and would go right between the ass.

Jenny picked up three pairs of lingerie sets and walked to the dressing room. She turned around and directed Aaron to follow her with her eyes.

Waheeda watched awestruck the couple walking into a trial room and closing the door from the eatery. She felt jealous and angry.

“Help me with the shirt,” Jenny whispered.

Aaron moved closer to her. They were facing each other. Aaron, with a shivering hand, undid her buttons one by one. The first three were unbuttoned, and her deep cleavage was visible. He kept unbuttoning her and stopped when he undid the last one too.

Her light brown melons were squeezed together by the padded black bra. The cups were tight. It had thin white stripes. Jenny parted her maroon shirt from the center and pulled it out of her arms, then hanged it at the holder. There was enough room for two.

Jenny placed her hand on his crotch and smiled when she realized he was growing hard. Wearing heels, Jenny seemed a bit taller than Aaron. His eye focused on her juicy red lips and then moved down to her slender neck, then to her melons.

The cups made them look hot by squeezing them together to form a deep valley. Then to her plump belly, her exotic-looking navel, and the belly button. Adding to her brownish complexion, she smelled like chocolate too. She took his hand and placed them on her dark cream formal pants.

He knew he had to unbutton her pants, and he did it quickly. Jenny moved her hands between the pants and started pulling them down. She had a curvy plump ass and thick thighs, which made it a bit difficult. But It could go up to her thighs. It could come down too.

The pants easily slithered down once they crossed her thick upper thighs. Holding his shoulder for the support, she pulled it off her feet and hanged it too. He looked at her panties. It must be a pair of a bra. It had similar thin white lines running down her pussy region till the back.

But the panties grew thinner as they reached her ass under the legs. At the back, the panty hardly covered her butt. It went between her ass rights through the crack and joined the back elastic. The elastic was almost transparent on the edges and the upper pussy.

It had a dark pink logo which was present on the bridge between her bra cups too. Thanks to the mirrors on all four sides, he could observe her like a specimen.

“Do you like what you see?” Jenny asked.

It was time to pull off another task from the bucket list.

To be continued.

Indru tamil kama kathaiyil enathu siru vayathu kama anubavangalai ungaludan pagirugiren. Vaarungal ilamai kama kathaikul selalam, ramu sunniyai sappi vitu veetirku senrdra pozhuthu enaku avan sunni suvai naakile irupathu pola unarnthen. Andru iravu paduthu urangum pozhuthu ennai meeri en vaaikul oru viralai vitu sunniyai sappuvathu polave sapinen.

Aduthu eppozhuthu ramu sunniyai sapuven enbathu pola irunthathu, nalai college sendren. Kalaiyil sikiramaaga sendren, aanal ramu appozhuthu vara villai athanaal naan amaithiyaaga amarnthu padika aarambithu viten. Andru muzhuvathum ramu vagupirku vara villai, enaku oru vithamaana bayam vanthu vitathu avanuku ena aanatho endru.

Naan avanai manathaara kathal seithen, adutha naal ramu vanthaan naan udane oodi sendru avanai kati pidithukonden. Hey ena di endru ketan? Naan azhuthukonde ilai nee netru vara vilaiya athanaal unaku ethu aagi vitathu endru bayanthu viten endru solinen. Avan chi athalam ondrum ila di endru solli enaku aruthal solinaan.

Andru malaiyum anaivarum kilambiyathum naangal ondraaga vagupil irunthom. Ramu en mulaiyai pisaiya aarambithaan. Aanal enaku avan eppozhuthu avan sunniyai en vaaikul viduvaan endru irunthathu, nane vetkathai vitu avan sunniyil kaiyai vaithen. Avan sunni valainthu jattikul maati irunthathu, udane ramu avan sunniyai veliyil eduthu vitan.

Naan kutha vaithu avan sunniyai vaaiyil vaitha udane thaan enaku mana amaithi kidaithathu, avan sunniyai anu anuvai anuba vaithu sappinen, sunniyai oombuvathu enbathu oru vitha thani bothai endru thaan solanum. Athai naki naki sunniyai muzhuvathum echu seithu sappi porumaiyaaga oombinen, nandraaga oombikonde irukum pozhuthu ramu haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa endru munara aarambithaan.

Appozhuthu avan sunniyil vinthu vanthathu, vinthu muzhuvathum vaaikul vitu keezhe muzhinthen. Pinbu ramu en pundaiyil viral potu sugam koduthaan, oru mulaiyai sappikonde kuthiyil viral potu sugam koduthu kanjai vara vaithaan. Vinthu vanthathum iruvarum vagupil irunthu kilambinom, ipadiye thinamum sendrathu, oru naal ramu ennai paduka vaithu avan sunniyai en pundaikul vitan, avan sunni munai matum thaan pundaikul irangiyathu.

Athu irangiyathum enaku vali ear patathu, haaaaaaaaa valiku da endren. Andru udal uravu seiyamale veetirku sendru vitom. Aanal en pundai valithukonde irunthathu, adutha naal naangal sex seiyamale irunthom, oru vaaramaaga sex seiya villai. Aanal oru vaaram kazhithu en pundaiyil aripu vara aarambithathu, aripu endraal sunnniyai pundaikul irakum endru thondra aarambithathu.

Ramu idam indru udal uravu seiyalam endru soli irunthen, anaivarum kilambiyathum naangal matum thanimaiyil irunthom. Ramu ennai mendum paduka vaithu en kaalgalai virithu avan sunniyai konjam kojamaaga pundaikul vida aarambithaan. Aanal munbu irunthathai vida ippozhuthu konjam pundai virinthu irunthathu.

Athanaal avan sunni paathi varai en pundaikul sendrathu, ramu ennai udal uravu seiya arambithaan. Viral poduvathai vida 10 madangu athiga sugam kidaithathu, avan udal uravu seithukonde irukum pozhuthu enaku moodu athigam aagi en pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu. Ramu vidamal sex seithukonde irunthaan naan haaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa endru munarinen.

Nandraaga ennai udal uravu seithu avan sunni vinthai veliye eduthu ootrinaan, pinbu enaku sex seivathu endru pazhagi poi vitathu. Naangal adikadi sex seiya aarambithom, ramu mathiyam muzhuvathum vagupirku vara matan naan bathroom varugirathu endru teacher idam soli vitu avanum naanum bathroomil sex seivom.

10 nimidam alathu 15 nimidam sex seithu vitu avan sunniyil vinthu vanthathum naan vagupirku sendru viduven. Ladies bathroomku yarum athigam vara matargal. Athanaal naangal vaarathirku iru muraiyaavathu sex seithu viduvom, enaku ramu meethu athigamaaga kathal vanthathu. En thozhi oruvaluku naangal kathal seivathu therinthu vitathu.

Naanum naan ena enalam seithen enbathai anaithaiyum avalidam soli viten, naan aval en nerungiya thozhi enbathaal thaan naan avalidam nan sex seitha kathaiyai solinen. En thozhi mulai ennai vida perithaaga irukum, en thozhi munbe oruvarun sex seithu irukiraal. Pinbu ramu udan en thozhiyum nerukamaaga pazhaka aarambithaal.

Aanal enaku entha vitha santhegamum vara vilai, ramu ennai kathal seigiraan endru avanai nimbi irunthen. En thozhi ramu kaiyai pidithu jollyaga pesikondu irupaal enaku athu poramaiyaaga irukum aanalum ivargalukul entha vithamaaga kama ennamu ilamal veguliyaagave pazhagugiraargal endru ninaithen.

Ipadiye naatkal sendru kondu irunthathu ippozhuthu ellam ramu en udan munbu pazhagiyathu pola pazhaguvathe ilai. Ennai avoid seiya aarambithaan, enaku ondrum puriya vilai en ivan ennai avoid seigiraan endru. Naan thinamum avanai bathroom alathu vagupil engavathu meet seiyalam endru azhaipen aanal avan velai irukirathu endru soli vara matan.

Oru naal maalai vagupu mudinthu veetirku sendru irunthen, appozhuthu naan oru idathil amarnthu irunthen. Indru ramu vagupirku vara villai, aanal andru vagupu mudinthu anaivarum veetirku kilambiyathu ramu vega vegamaaga vagupirku sendraan. Avan sendrathum en  thozhiyum thirumbi thirumbi yaravathu avalai paarkiraargala endru paarthukonde sendraal.

Enaku en ivargal selgiraargal endru naan vega vegamaaga avargal pine sendren, naan avargal pine varuvathai avargal paarka vilai. Ramu avalai vagupirkul azhaithu selamal, veliyile kojam maraivaana idam irukum angu azhaithu sendraan. Naangal oru murai intha idathil sex seithu irukirom, naanum angu sendru maraivaaga nindru avargal ena  seigiraargal endru paarthen.

Naan athai paarthathum en nenju vedithu vidathu endru thaan sola vendum, ramu avanathu sunniyai en thozhi pundaikul vitu sex seithukondu irunthaan. Ithai naan paarthathum nenju muzhuvathum ranamaagi vitathu, enaku vaazhave pidikamal poi vitathu. Aanal ennal avargal oopathai paarkamal iruka mudiya vilai.

Thozhi en kathalan udan oopathai naan muzhuvathum paarthen, pinbu avargaluku theriyamal naan veetirku sendru viten. Atharku mel naan en thozhi idam pesuvathai niruthikonden, ramu oru naal en thozhi varatha andru ennai thotan appozhuthu enaku kovam vanthu athan en thozhi irukiraale aval pathalaiya unaku endru soli avan kanathil palar endru arainthu viten, ini ennai paarthaal serupu pinjidum endru soli viten.

Aduthu ramu en pakam varuvathe ilai, naan thanimaiyaagave irunthen appozhuthu raju endru oru paiyan enaku aruthal soluvaan. Enaku avan udan pesinaal manathil irukum baaram kuraivathu pola unaruven, oru maatham aanathu enaku manathil iruntha kaayam aaraiyathu, naan ippozhuthu ellam first benchil amara aarambithu viten.

Raju udan matum adikadi pesuven, veru entha aangal udanum pesa maten. Oru maatham kazhithu iravu urangikondu irukum pozhuthu en pundaiyil bayangaramaaga aripu eduka aarambithathu, ennal en aripai thangave mudiya vilai. Athanaal naan en pundaiyil viral poda aarambithen, aanal naan viral podum pozhuthu en kathalan ennai oopathu pola ninaithu viral poda villai en thozhi pundaiyil avan eppadi oothan enbathai ninaithu thaan naan viral poda aarambithen.

Andru iravu matum mundru murai viral potu kanju eduthen, appozhuthu thaan konjam kama thagam adanga aarambithathu. Aanal en pundaiku oru sunni thevai patathu, appozhuthu thaan en kanirku raju therinthaan, naan raju udan nerukamaaga pazhaga aarambithen. Avan meethu en mulaiyai vaithu idika aarambithen, avanum en meethu kama aasaiyai vara vaithen.

Naan avarudan udambai urasi amarnthu irukum pozhuthu avan sunni viraithu irupathai paarthen, raju sunniyum en munthaiya kathalan sunni alavirku thaan irunthathu.

Oru naal raju thanimaiyil irunthaan, naan avan arugil amarnthu avan kaiyai en thol meethu potu amarnthu irunthen. Iruvarukum sema moodu eriyathu, raju en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinaan. Ganga kama kathai thodarum.