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Hey people! I am Priyesh. I hope you people have liked the previous parts of the story. I got a good amount of responses on the previous parts. Thanks to all the people who had given nice responses.

Okay, I am now coming back to the story.

Rani was very good at blowjobs. Her tongue was moving very sexily on my dick which was fully erect by now. She was sometimes sucking my dick, my balls. Her actions with my dick were amazing.

As we both were sitting on the couch, she had to bend to suck my cock. This made her t-shirt lift a little bit, exposing skin around her waist. Even the starting part of her ass crack was visible a little bit. The best part of a women’s body that I love the most is their ass, and Rani had a big ass.

But this time, something was more exciting for me than her ass. It was her head. It had a long stretch of sindoor in the middle. I was getting very horny to see Rani sucking my cock with a long stretch of sindoor and with mangalsutra tied around her neck.

I then put my fingers on her sindoor and acted like I am putting sindoor on her. She just giggled a little bit. I then held her by her hair. She had long hair. I started pushing her head towards my cock deeper and deeper. When I released her, she coughed a little bit and started sucking it again.

Her actions on my cock with her tongue and her long Stretch of sindoor made me cum only in 5 mins. It was the best blowjob I ever had. I came in her mouth. It was a lot. She drank almost all of it, but a little bit came outside of her mouth. She just picked it with her finger and took the finger in her mouth.

“Tasty,” said Rani.

I then stood to adjust my pants. At the same time, Sapna mami entered the room with 3 cups of tea and some biscuits. She saw me pulling my pants up. Rani’s lipstick was faded a little bit with her face wet and sticky with my cum. Her hair was also undone as I held her hair for the blowjob.

Rani just stood, tried adjusting her hair and winked at mami, and said, “I need to wash my face.”

Saying this, she went to the bathroom. Rani moved into the house like she knows every corner of the house.

I then again sat on the couch and pulled mami by her hand. She fell on my lap. I started kissing her. After the kiss ended, she asked me, “How have you convinced Rani for a blowjob?”

“I didn’t convince her. She already came convinced.”

“Oh, tell me how it happened!”

“Okay, she just asked me that was I finished with the blowjob that you gave before she came. I just shook my head in NO. She then directly started the blowjob.”

I explained to mami, “She is great at blowjob. Her actions with her tongue on my dick are great. Why don’t you learn from her?”

“I am already learning. Now I have one more dick to practice on.”

“What do you mean by one more cock? Do you people suck some other person’s dick as well?” I questioned with a desire to know more.

“Yes, of course! Rani and I swap our husbands occasionally. Many times she comes here, and I go to her home for the night. Sometimes she teaches me how to suck dick and made me practice on her husband.”

Things were coming out. Mami and mama are not as straight and clean as I thought. Their life is full of actions.

By the time Rani came and saw mami sitting on my lap. She said, “Looks like there is a lot of love between mami and bhanja.”

“Yes, of course!” I said, winking at Rani, “just like between you neighbors.”

Rani came and moved her hands over my hair and sat beside me on the couch. We started having our tea and biscuits. All this while Sapna mami was sitting on my lap.

I was the first to finish my tea. I kept the cup back on the table. I then put one hand around Rani’s neck and another on Sapna’s neck. It was the moment when the doorbell rang again.

It was frustrating for me. Whenever I try to do some action, someone rings the bell.

“It must be you, mama,” Mami said, removing my hand from her shoulder and getting away from her lap, “It’s 7 pm already.”

Mami then moved to open the door, and Rani moved a little away from me and continued sipping the tea. Mama came in and was a little shocked to see Rani.

“How are you, Bhabhi?” Mama said, seeing Rani, “When you people came back?”

“Today in the afternoon only,” Rani said, “We people missed you at the village.”

“Priyesh, this is Rani, our neighbor,” mama said to me.

“I know. I already had tea with her,” I said to mama.

Mama nodded and said to Rani, “Bhabhi, where is Pankaj?” Pankaj was Rani’s husband.

“He was tired with the travel, so having rest.”

Like this, the chat continued. After some time, Rani went to her home. We had our dinner. Nothing much happened that day. I slept early because of the travel and action that I got on the first day of arrival.

The next day when I woke up, I was thinking about how to get Rani on my bed. As usual, mama went to the office. Pankaj had a field job. He, too, went to his office. He generally doesn’t have lunch breaks. Therefore Rani packs him the lunch.

Later I and mami had a kinky bath together. We had some kissing and caressing under the shower. We came out of the bathroom after some time. Mami was just a bra and panty. I was only in my shorts without underwear. My dick was semi-erect all the time.

We were just about to start preparing for lunch, and Mami’s phone rang. It was Rani. She said that she is preparing lunch for all three of us to have lunch together.

“It was Rani. She is preparing lunch for us.” Mami said to me.

“Oh, nice!” I said with a kinky smile.

“Let’s go and help her,” Mami said and moved towards the bedroom to bring her t-shirt and leggings.

“Bring my t-shirt as well,” I said as she moved.

She came taking her clothes and my t-shirt. She threw my t-shirt to me and put her phone on the kitchen rack. I wore my t-shirt. By then, she, too, had worn her t-shirt.

She then turned around and pulled her panties down. She then threw her panties at me. Her ass cheeks looked nice. I was attracted to it. I spanked it once before she wore leggings. I was sniffing her panties when she snatched them from me and went to keep them in the bedroom.

Just after she left, her phone rang with a notification which was kept on the kitchen rack. It was Rani’s WhatsApp message asking when we are coming.

I just replied to that message, “Just coming!”

“Waiting to have threesome fun with a new dick,” was Rani’s reply.

Rani’s reply blew my mind. I was going to have two big assed women on the same bed.

Okay, guys, further in the next part! I hope you have enjoyed it. Just wait for some time. Girls and married women do give me feedback at [email protected]. I love your feedback.

Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana paiyanai usar seithu avan udan kanavanuku theriyamal eppadi oothen endra kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en peyar meera vayathu 35 aagugirathu enaku iru pasangal irukiraargal. Oru pen matrum oru paiyan, iruvarum school sendrukondu irukiraargal.

Naan thirumanathirku munbu en vayathu aangal udan sex seithu irukiren, thirumanathirku pinbu enaku veru aangal udan udal uravu vaithukolum chance kidaika vilai. En kanavar sunni sirithaaga than irukum, athanaal enaku avar meethu athiga virupam ilamal irunthathu. Athai vida en kanavan oru apavi ethume theriyatha oru aal.

Avaruku thirumanathirku pinbu naan thaan elathaiyume soli koduthen, eppadi poolai kuthikul vida vendum enbathu varai. Avan sunniyum 5” sirithaaga thaan irukum, ena seivathu thirumanam seithu vaithu vitargal itharku mel irukum sunniyai vaithu en kuthiyai thirupthi paduthika vendiyathu thaan. Kalam sendrathu ippozhuthu enaku vayathu 35 aagugirathu kanavaruku 40 vayathu aagugirathu.

Avaruku sex meethu entha oru interest ilamal irunthaar, aanal en vayathu pengaluku evalavu kama veri varum enbathu endru intha vaythu varum pozhuthu thaan therinthathu. Pengal avargal sagum varai sex seithukonde thaan iruka vendum. En endraal pengal ina perukathirkaaga padaika patavargal athanaal avargal kuthiyil aripu enbathu irunthukonde thaan irukum.

Ippozhuthu ellam en kanavar poolai oombi vitalum athu viraika matingirathu athanaal naan thinamum viral potu thaan en kuthiyai samathanam paduthugiren. Ipadi irukum pozhuthu thaan en kanavarin annan magan veetirku vanthu iruntha avanathu nanbargal enaku pazhakam aaginaargal. En sonthakara paiyanin nanban paarka azhagaga aanmaiyaaga irupaan.

Enaku avanai paarkum pozhuthu pundaiyil neer suranthathu, epadiyavathu avan poolai en kuthiyil vitu ooka vendum endru manam thudithathu. Ennal itharku melum viralai vitu kuthiyil aatikondu irukave mudiyaathu. Antha paiyan peyar nasar, avanai muthalil vazhinthu pesa aarambithen avanum en udan nandraaga pesinaan.

Oru naal anaivarum veru velaiyaaga irukum pozhuthu naan vendum endre avan arugil sendru en mulaiyaal avanai idithen. En mulai konja perithaaga pazhuthu irukum kandipaaga avan en mulaiyaal idithaal moodu aaguvaan. Ilamaiyaana thirumanam aagidatha aangal eppozhuthum moodaga thaan irupaargal naam lesaga oru thee pori patra vaithaal pothum.

Naan mulaiyaal idithathum avan apadiye asaiyaamal mulaiyaal idika vitan, pinbu naan avan meethu kama aasaiyil irukiren endru therinthathu. Pinbu naanum avanum paarvaiyaale parthu pesa aarambithom, engalukul irukum oru kama ennam veru yarukum theriyamal irunthathu. Enkau vaaipu kidaikum pozhuthu ellam naan aval meethu en mulaiyai vaithu idithen.

Avanum en mulaiyai idika arugil arugil vanthan, avanuku ematram tharamal naan oru oru murai avan en arugil irukum pozhuthum naan en mulaiyaal avanai idithukonde irunthen. Pinbu angu irunthu naangal anaivarum kilambivitom. 6 maatham kazhinthathu naan en sonthakaara veetirku selavilai en endraal avargal udan oru siriya prachanai vanthathu.

Prachanai vanthathaal naan angu sela vilai athanaal naan nasar udan pesi pazhagave ilai, innum thinamum naan kuthiyil viral matum thaan potu irunthen. Naangal puthithaaga veedu kati irunthom, appozhuthu naan thinamum 7 mani alavil veliyil thaan amarnthu irupen, en kanavar veliyil sendral meendum varuvatharku irandu mani neram aagum.

Athanaal veliyil yaravathu sendraal avargalai sight adikalam endru kathukondu irupen, ipadi irukum pozhuthu thaan oru naal nasar en veetu pakamaaga vanthaan. Ennai paarthathum nindraan akka epadi irukareergal endru ketan? Avan mask aninthu irunthathaal enaku sariyaaga avan mugam theriya vilai. Naan yaar endru paarthen appozhuthu avan mask kayati mugathai kanbithaan.

Enaku avanai paarthathum santhosham thanga mudiya vilai, puthu veetil yaarume ilai nan matum thaan irunthen. Naan udane avanai madaki pidithu puthu veedai nee parkave ilaiya endru ketu avanai en veetirkul azhaithu sendren. Nasar veetirkul vanthu paarthu veedu ungalai polave azhagaga irukirathu endru solinaan.

En manathil sari ithu thaan sariyaana tharunam naam ivanai epadiyavathu indru ingu vaithu oothu vida vendum endru mudivu seithen. Avanum en meethu aasai irupathaal thaan en veetirku vanthu irukiraan, avnai thitam potu kitchen paru da endru soli avanai ulle azhaithu sendren, kathavu thiranthu thaan irunthathu.

Enaku nandraaga theriyum en veetirku intha nerathil yarum vara matargal endru, naan kathavai sathinaal kandipaaga veru yarukavathu santhegam varum enbathaal naan kathavai sathavilai. Oru velai en kanavan vanthalaum thambiku veedu sutri katugiren endru soli kolalam endru thitam poten. Kitchen selum pozhuthu naan avan sunniyai en soothal azhagaga idithukonde switch poten.

Avan sunni viraithu irupathu therinthathu, naan thirumbi nasarai paarthen avan ena seivathu endru theriyamal ennai paarthaan. Antha nodiyil naan oru mudivai eduthen avan arugil sendru kanathai pidithu ithazhil oru kiss seithen. Ennai oru nimidam paarthaan aanal adutha nimidathil nasar ennai kati pidithu kiss adithaan.

Iruvarum kiss adithom, avan en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinan haa haa ilamaiyaana paiyan ennai kati pidithathum enaku niraiya moodu vanthathu. En pundai ippozhuthe eeram aagi vitathu, avan sunni viraithu en pundai meethu patu irunthathu. Kiss seithu vitu nasar sunniyil kai vaithen, avan sunni perithaaga 7” irunthathu.

Ithu pola suniyai paarthu ethanai naal aagugirathu, naan nerathai athigam selavu seiyamal udane sunniyai veliyil eduthu paarthen. Nasar sunni karupaaga sexyaaga irunthathu, udane athai pidithu kutha vaithu avan sunniyai vizhungi oombi echu seithen. Nasar suvar meethu apadiye sainthu vitan, sexyaaga poolai oombi vitu echu seithen.

Avan moodil en thalai meethu kai vaithu thadavi koduthaan, enaku athu migavum pidithu irunthathu. Aangal intha kathaiyai padithaal neengalum ungal kathali sunniyai oombum pozhuthu avargal thalaiyil kai vaithu thadavi kodungal. Ungaluku nandraaga oombi viduvaargal, sunniyai echu seithu oombi vitu en pudavaiyai thuki cow nilaiyil avanuku kanbithen.

Nasar udane en soothai pidithu virithu avan poolai en pundai meethu vaithaan, haaaaaaaaaa ethanai naal aagugirathu ithil sunniyai vitu. Sunniyai lesaga iraki ulle soruginaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru ennai ariyaamal naan munarinen. Nasar ennai ooka aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaa avan ennai ipadi sexyaaga oopan endru ninaika vilai.

Sunniyai konjam konjamaaga ulle iraki matter poda aarambithaan, enaku avan sunniyai en pundaiyil irunthu veliyil eduka manathe ilai endru thaan sola vendum. Haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa sexyaaga oothukonde irunthaan, naanum nandraaga guninthu vatamaaga ooka soothai kanbithen, en soothai vatamaaga pidithu nangu kuthiyil kuthi matter potan.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa neenda naal kalithu oopathaal enaku modu thalaiku eriyathu, naan intha nilaiyil veliyil eti paarthu yaravathu varugiraargala endru thaan paarthukondu irunthen. Vegamaaga kuthiyil oothathil enaku sikiramaaga vinthu pundaiyil vanthathu. Neenda naal kalithu oru inbam kidaithathu, enaku vinthu vantha muzhu thirupthi kidaithathu.

Kuthiyil vinthu vanthum naan avanai oopathai nirutha sola vilai, nasar avan aasai theerum varai ooka viten. Siriya paiyan enbathaal avanuku vinthu varuvatharku konjam neram aanathu sexyaaga sunniyai muzhumaiyaaga pundaikul vitu ookum pozhuthu avanuku moodu eari vinthu en pundaikule irangiyathu. Sunniyai aazhamaaga en pundaikul iraki ennai sirithu neram kati pidithukondaan.

Pinbu avaara avasaramaaga avanai naan nee veetirku poo endru soli anapi vaithu vitu en kuthiyil irangiya kanjai bathroom sendru kazhuvinen. Enakum pundaikul vinthu iranguvathu migavum pidithu irunthathu. Ini naan nasar udan adikadi sex vaithukondu jollyaga irupen. Enathu tamil kama kathaiyai paditha makaluku migavum nandri, vanakam.

Hello guys, This is coolguy again with another incident. Talking about me, I am 6 ft tall, 29 years of age, brought up in Chennai. In this story, I will be describing a sexual encounter that I had with a lady a few years ago. I hope you all will enjoy it.

The queen of this story is Radhika (name changed), 36 years old and is a doctor by profession. Her figure is 36d-34-38. She has great boobs with big light brown areolas. The best thing l loved in her is her sexy hips with the right amount of fat and her juicy ass. I am sure that any man will get an instant hardon when she walks.

I was working in a public sector bank as an officer and I loved the work over there. There was no routine work and every day was challenging. What made me like the job more was that I was handling new customers which included many women.

We all know that the bank will be less crowded in the afternoon. One day when I was having lunch, I was informed by my office boy that a lady customer was waiting in my cabin for sorting out some issues.

After I finished my lunch, I went to my cabin and found a pretty middle-aged woman. I sat on my seat and enquired about her issues. She explained the issue she was facing in some remittances.

During our conversation, I came to know that she was a doctor and was a single mother. At the end of the conversation, I asked her mobile number so that I can reach out to her regarding the issues she was facing.

Since that day, I was planning to initiate a conversation with her. As days passed on, nothing was materializing. One day I gathered the courage to make a phone call. The phone call went somewhat like this

Me: Is this Radhika? I am so and so from this bank.

Radhika: Yes. Tell me.

Me: I remember that you are a doctor and so I just called you to get a reference as I am suffering from severe pain between my shoulder and neck (I purposefully made this up).

Radhika: Sure, I will give you and how did you get my number?

Me: The day you visited the bank, you gave it to me for reference.

Radhika: I am a bit busy now. I will let you know later today.

My heart skipped a beat after I made this call. Things didn’t go as I wanted and it was hardly a 2 minutes call. After that, she never called me back for 2 days.

After 2 days, she visited the bank. I pretended that I didn’t recognize her. She asked me, “Are you the one who called me regarding the pain?”

I asked her in return, “Are you the doctor?” and said, “Sorry that I couldn’t recognize you.” She said, “its ok” and our conversation started regarding the remittance issue she had and then to my neck ache.

I also gathered the courage to ask about her family. That was when she told me that she was a divorcee and had a 10 years old son. This conversation at my cabin extended for 20-30 minutes. After that, she left the bank. Soon after she left, I texted the following:

Me: Hey sorry for not recognizing you. -_-

Radhika: It’s ok. 😊

Me: By the way, the dress that you were wearing today suited you nicely.

Radhika: Hmmm, thanks.

Since that day, we started to text often and she also started to ask more about my family and personal life. Within a week, the texting became more personal. This included like inquiry about girlfriend, virginity, etc. Since then, we also started to text at night.

These conversations were more intimate and included discussion about the dress and innerwear that we were wearing.

On one Sunday, I got a text from her.

Radhika: Hi.

Me: Hi.

Radhika: I saw the one that you were saying to me yesterday.

I honestly didn’t understand what it was.

Me: What was it?

Radhika: The red hipster panty that you were telling me.

A chillness went throughout my body and I was on cloud nine as this was the moment I was waiting for!

Me: Really?

Radhika: Hmmm.

Me: I wish you are in front of me wearing that.

Since that day, our texts turned into sex chat. I used to make calls often around 10 pm and do roleplay or guide her in fingering or make her wet by telling her what all I will be doing if I were there next to her. These things went on for two more weeks. After that, we decided to have sex as she was deprived of it.

She was living with her mother and father. Due to some marriage function, they decided to leave to their native town and hence she was alone with her son. It was on the last day of January and hence when we decided to meet at her home when they are not available.

We didn’t want to take any risk and hence avoided any outside places like the hotel and thought her home was the best and safe place.

In the morning, I made a call to my manager informing him that I wanted a day off. Radhika told me to visit her home by around 10 am as her son will be at school.

I reached her place around 10 am and parked my bike a bit far away to be safe. I reached her home and knocked on the door. She opened the door and there was my queen wearing a polyester red and black saree. That sight was such a great one, like a wife waiting for her husband.

I quickly entered the home and she latched the door. I sat on the sofa and she went to the kitchen to get me something to drink. She came with a black coffee (as I was a coffee addict).

The single hot mother sat next to me. I was sipping the coffee and I placed one hand on her thigh and was rubbing it. She was feeling a bit shy as he avoided eye contact and was looking at the TV.

After I finished my coffee, I gave her the cup. She took it back to the kitchen and I followed her to the kitchen. When she reached the sink, I was behind her and grabbed her tightly from behind!

I put my hands on her stomach through the saree side and was massaging her beautiful stomach. While massaging it, I started to kiss her neck from behind and she was enjoying the kisses. I could feel her breathing deeply. This passionate kissing continued for 2-3 minutes and then I turned her around and started to kiss her lips.

The lip kisses started to become intense and started to feel each other’s tongue and biting lips. Radhika was moaning, “AAAH..UMMH..UFFF..”

Then I asked her where the bedroom was. She walked in front of me guiding me to the bedroom. After we entered the bedroom, I latched the door (I don’t know for what reason) and went close to her. She was standing near the bed.

I placed my hand on her shoulder and slowly dropped her pallu. Now I was able to get a clear view of the divorced sexy Indian doctor’s big melons which were inside the blouse. I was excited and just grabbed her boobs and started squeezing them hard.

Then I pushed her onto the bed and I climbed on top of her. Now I was kissing her neck and squeezing her boobs with my hands. This made me horny and I removed her blouse and bra. Radhika was now lying on the bed showing her bare boobs. It was a glorious view. S

he had the perfect nipple placement and it was big and brown. Like a mad dog, I jumped again on top of her and started to squeeze and suck her boobs hard. She was making sounds like, “YES..AAAH..GOD…SQUEEZE IT HARD..” and this made me go crazy. At this point, I was so horny and I removed my clothes, her petticoat, and panty.

Now we both were naked. Again I jumped on top of her, started to kiss her lips and squeeze her boobs. I used my tongue to tickly her brown areolas and suck the nipples. Also, I fingered her nipples to give her more pleasure.

After a few minutes, I moved to her side and told her to spread her legs which she obliged. I got a glorious view of the sexy lady doctor’s pussy. It had little hairs and was wet with her juices.

I inserted my fingers and started to finger-fuck her. I also fingered her clits hard. This made her feel heavenly. She was burying her head on the bed and was making loud noises and shouting, “AAAAHA…DO IT HARD…PLEASE DON’T STOP…”.

I made her cum 2-3 times and she was breathing heavily. I moved out of the bed and went to the nearby wardrobe to get a shawl. Then I told her to lie down on the bed and to raise both the hands above her head. With the help of a shawl, I tied both her hands.

I climbed on top of her and gave her a wink. She smiled in return acknowledging that she was ready for this. I went to her armpits and started to lick them. This gave her a tickling sensation and she started to laugh. Taking turns, I licked both her armpits and it was filled with her sweat which I enjoyed.

Now I asked her whether can I insert it inside her. She nodded “yes”. But I was concerned whether it will make her pregnant as I didn’t have any condoms. She said that some 14th day was over which I didn’t understand. She then affirmed that it was safe if I come inside her.

I moved below and spread her beautiful legs and inserted my dick inside the horny single Indian mother’s pussy. OMG!!! It was the best feeling a man can get, entering his woman skin to skin.

I was so horny that I started to pump the lady doctor hard. She closed her eyes and was rhythmically moving her body to match my humps. After 5-7 minutes of intense fucking, I came inside her. It was a burst of cum inside her pussy and she said that she could feel the hot fluid inside her.

I collapsed on the side and we were tired after our very first session. After that, we cleaned ourselves. We returned to the bed and were hugging each other. She was rubbing her hands over my chest. I took it and placed it over my dick and told her to stroke my dick. Like a wife, she obliged and started to stroke it slow and smooth. (She was an expert in that). This made my dick hard.

I asked her to give me a blowjob. At first, she resisted but after a bit of cajoling, she agreed.

I told her to get down on the floor and I moved to the corner of the bed. I held her hair and thrust my dick inside her mouth. It was a heavenly feeling! The sex-starved single mom Radhika started to suck my dick hard. I also pushed my dick a bit harder to gag her and her saliva was dripping on my dick and balls.

Then she took my dick out and rubbing the tip of my dick with her tongue. It was out of the world feeling and I was ready to cum again. I lifted her and pushed her on the bed and told her to lie upside down.

I jumped on top of her and inserted my dick in her ass crack and started to fuck her. While fucking Radhika, I was pulling her hair and kissing her neck from behind. This was an intense fucking and after few minutes, I came on her ass. It was wonderful to see her sexy ass sprayed with my cum.

The time was around 1 pm noon and we both were exhausted. We decided to clean ourselves and take a bath. In the bathroom, we applied soap to each other and I massaged her boobs hard and gave her a soapy fingering. This made her cum 2 times again in the bathroom.

After the bath, we put on our dresses and had lunch together. She fed me with her hands while I was massaging her boobs over her blouse.

Around 3 pm, I decided to leave her home as her son will be coming back from school. Before leaving, Radhika said that she had the best sex ever. Her ex-husband was not so active in sex and just used to treat her like a lump of meat. He tried only missionary and would cum soon, put on his dress and move on and leaving her in limbo.

Radhika kissed me on my cheek and I kissed her on her forehead. Since then, we often had sex. As a bank officer who gets transfers often, I was also transferred from that location. Since then, we couldn’t meet but we are in constant touch as great friends.

As her sex life was lit up, she started feeling much better and happier now.

Thank you for reading my whole story as it was a bit long. If you like my story, please do mail me your valuable comments to [email protected]

Certain people will be interested in knowing the identity of Radhika and I can assure you that it will be a futile attempt if you are mailing me to get any information about her. She is not interested in a threesome too.

Any girls/women/divorcee who is interested in making her sex life better or to have a friend to whom you can open up can mail me.

James sat on the ground, his butt throbbing with pain and red hot as if it was on fire. His mouth was wide open in disbelieving shock. His brain sizzled with uncertainty as his mind was blown beyond all imagination.

He was frozen, speechless by a staggering level of extreme embarrassment. James had been thoroughly embarrassed by Garima and Nuzla more times than he could count.

But this level of embarrassment had never been achieved by any human in the history of the world. As Garima and Nuzla laughed, his eyes crossed, and he fainted. James laid on the floor wearing only a tiny stringy thong panty. The girls took this opportunity to extend his complete embarrassment.

When James regained consciousness, he was tied over a railing in a public park. He was still wearing only his little purple panties with red hearts on them. Garima delivered 400 firm and authoritative spanks to James’ butt cheeks.

His cheeks were bright red and very sore. He rolled his eyes and blushed as he whimpered in submissive helplessness.

James was a public spectacle. Dozens of people saw him and laughed at his predicament. Dev arrived on the scene to laugh with the girls at James, the publicly blushing slut. Dev then fed his huge cock to James right in front of everyone.

Dev pumped his hips to fuck James’ throat. James sucked and slurped and demonstrated his extreme desire for cocks in his mouth. Dev erupted in James’ mouth and filled his mouth with cum three times. James guzzled down every drop while moaning in pleasure.

Garima and Nuzla giggled at how pathetic James looked as he begged for more cocks to suck. It was astonishing to see such slutty whorish behavior brazenly on display.

“Please, please, pretty please, feed me more cocks! I want to suck cocks so so much!” a blushing James begged.

“Oh my god! You are the cock-whore of India!” commented Nuzla.

“Yes, he is, a total cumslut!” smiled Garima.

“If sucking cocks were an Olympic sport, this stupid fucker would easily win the gold!” laughed Dev.

“Yes, he would! Bring home the gold in cock-sucking!” giggled Nuzla.

“Awww, you make America so proud, James. You are the gold medal winner in sucking cock!” chuckled Garima.

James just rolled his eyes and blushed and then continued to beg for more cocks to suck. No one sucked as many cocks as James had sucked. He was an international sensation in fellatio. Stories were told about how James had sucked so many cocks that at times his lips became frozen into an “O” position.

The girls told James that they would make sure he had plenty of cocks to suck, but he had to do something for them first. Garima and Nuzla took James to a local sorority. Wearing only his tiny thong panty, James was required to wash the cars of each girl in the sorority.

Most of the girls in the sorority, and many of their female friends, gathered to watch James. Everyone agreed that James ass was very fine and that he must have the smallest dick in the world. Even though his panties were tiny, no sign of his cock or balls could be seen.

Before James was done washing all of the cars, the guys that were called started showing up. When the car wash was completed, 65 guys were awaiting James to suck them off. He gladly started slurping and sucking. Like a dutiful cock-whore, James sucked all 65 guys.

By that time, another 26 guys arrived, and James sucked them all off. Garima and Nuzla took James back to his place, where they arranged for another 48 guys to be waiting. James blushed with embarrassment but excitedly dropped to his knees and sucked all those guys clean.

Some of those guys delivered such hardcore brutal face-fuckings. It was purely entertaining for Garima and Nuzla. The face-fucking was so intensely deep and hard. The girls just looked at each other with wide eyes and whispered, “Dahaaaam!” They then giggled about it.

When every cock had been sucked, and every drop of cum gulped down, James sat on the floor with his eyes spinning and his tongue hanging out. He had been face-fucked into a stupified dizzy brain mush. James could not speak and was frozen in intense humiliation.

“Bounce on those little panties, you dumbass slut!” demanded Garima.

James immediately began bouncing up and down on his butt. His little butt cheeks slapped firmly against the hard floor. He bounced until his butt was sore. He blushed and bounced as the girls giggled at him. Then he blushed and bounced some more.

Garima and Nuzla laughed until they had tears in their eyes. They both very much enjoyed it when James was embarrassed, and his butt hurt. As James’ butt slapped against the floor, his mouth formed an ‘O’ as he whimpered, “Woooo.”

His eyes crossed and blinked with each firm bounce. He was a hilarious sight to see. Garima finally told James that he could stop bouncing. James grunted and kicked his feet in a humiliating little tantrum.

He pounded his fists on the floor as he closed his eyes and grunted again. He murmured through clenched teeth, “I’m so so so embarrassed! This is so embarrassing! So embarrassing!”

Nuzla reached down and grabbed James’ nose, and pulled him to his feet. She then led him to the sofa and had him bend over it. He looked back over his shoulder and whispered, “Spanky.”

Nuzla obliged by swinging a large wooden paddle and pounding James’ ass cheeks until he whimpered for mercy. Garima then grabbed James’ thong panty and administered a thong wedgie.

Nuzla then loudly declared, “And one last swat for our Girl Power!”

Garima clapped and laughed as the paddle smacked James’ red sore bottom with a POP! James let out a sissy cry as he bit his fist. Nuzla dropped the paddle and gave high-fives with Garima. The two girls walked out of the room laughing together. James pouted and rubbed his sore bottom.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. James went to the door and found 38 Indian guys there. All 38 of those guys came in and fed James their cocks. James slurped and sucked every one of those guys dry. James had sucked off 178 cocks that day.

Hello ISS readers, I am back with the story about my pervert life

I am Naveed, living in Bangalore, working as a manager in an IT firm. I am 5.9 inches tall, well built, and happily married. I am married to a very beautiful girl, Ayesha.

This story is mine, a pervert guy who is tall, handsome, well built with thick and long dick (lund). Hereafter I will use the word lund instead of dick and chut instead of pussy which I feel is more erotic and expressible.

Back to the story:

So I was being spied by my sister every night, and I had to be very cautious about my acts. Also, I avoided going out at night to watch Chachi’s sessions. It would create doubt in my sister’s mind. I decided to watch early morning sessions, though not regularly.

The next couple of weeks went on like that. Then my goddess favorite sex queen returned from her mother’s house. This time, she was accompanied by her two younger sisters. They often stayed with her sister. I was 100% sure that they are going to make out today at night.

But I don’t want to take the risk as I had an eye on my sister. What a waste of my sperm that night as it came out without seeing anything

The next morning I got up early and peeped in. Nothing happened. I didn’t get a chance to see them making out or see her bathing for the next couple of days. Finally, the day came when I was actually in the toilet defecating. When I was about to leave the toilet, I heard someone entering the bathroom.

I peeped through the hole. There she was, hanging her fresh nighty and towel on a hanger. I thanked God for the moment I was waiting for. It seems like she has forgotten something. She left the place. I waited for her to return. In a minute or so, she again came in with her undergarments, only with her bra.

Thinking that I will be seeing her naked, I had a hard-on. Just imagine what will happen when I actually see her naked. I continued watching. She hung her bra, opened the tap, and then removed her nighty and untied her petticoat. Oops, she was standing nude on the lower part.

Her chut was fully covered with thick hair. When I was concentrating on her chut, she removed her bra. Her boobs were round and tight. But strangely, her nipples were hard. Is she horny? It was the question that came to my mind. Never mind, I was getting a great show.

She freed her hair and looked for a bathing stool. She pulled it near her using her foot and then sat on it

She started bathing, and within a second, her whole body was wet. After shampooing her hair, she applied soap on the upper body. She started from the neck, then to the boobs. Then she lifted her arm and applied soap on the armpit. A few hairs were there.

Armpits were my weakness. I love to lick them. Whenever I had an opportunity with women, I had not missed the chance of licking armpits. I used to cum many times just liking armpits.

So back to the story. After applying soap to her upper body, it was time to apply it on her chut, ass, and legs. She did that, but I could not see her lower part as she sat on the stool. The lower part was not visible from the hole. She bathed for at least 30 to 40 minutes, and then she got up.

Water drops were running down from her hair, boobs, and stomach. OMG, her pubic mound has full thick hairs which were drenched in water. Small drops were falling from them was a sight to vouch on.

Once she is done drying her upper body, it’s time to dry her chut and pubic hair. She kept one leg on a bathing stool and started drying her chut with the towel. This was the sensual scene of my life. After this, I had not missed the chance of seeing Chachi bathing.

I used to wait for her to go for bathing whenever I was at home. My focus was only on Chachi. This made me miss others who used to bathe in there.

One Sunday, I returned home after playing gully cricket around 11.30 am. I saw someone occupied the bathroom. I was sure that it was Chachi who is bathing. Without wasting any time, I was in the toilet as usual, in a position peeping in the hole.

I got the biggest, the extreme and sudden sensation of shock, a surprise of my life. It was my Didi who was inside the bathroom naked. She had not yet started bathing. She was standing naked and was busy removing some cream from the tube in her hand.

I felt weird seeing my Didi naked and was feeling guilty. But slowly, the guilt was overtaken by my lund, which was hard in a second. Didi was not fair but had a chocolate complexion with beautiful medium-sized boobs with black small sharp nipples.

They were ready to get mauled by a man. I mean ready to get married at this stage. Whoever my brother-in-law will be will enjoy mauling them and sucking them, lucky. She had a flat stomach and a slightly hairy chut. I believe virgin at that time, but visible to me at that time.

I doubt she had ever trimmed her pubic hairs or removed them. My eyes were scanning her beautiful body. She applied some cream on her finger and then started rubbing that finger on her chut. Oh my god, she was masturbating, unaware that someone is watching her.

She started slowly fingering her chut, and with another hand, she was pinching her right nipple. Her eyes were closed. I can hear her moaning slowly. She was rubbing her finger on her chut vigorously for a while. Then all of a sudden, she opened her eyes and search for a bathing stool.

She pulled it with her leg and sat on it with her back resting on the wall. She straightened her legs wide open and inserted one finger in her chut, and a loud moan slipped her mouth. She was finger fucking and pressing her boobs. She increased her speed of finger fucking and again closed her eyes.

I could not see her chut in this position. But it was obvious with her motion that she was pleasuring herself with her finger or maybe fingers. With her finger/fingers in her chut, she was trying to lick her nipple with her tongue. Her hand motion was very fast.

She was moaning continuously but in a slow voice. It seems like Didi was rubbing the upper part of her chut at this speed. She was on the verge of orgasm

Didi: Aah kitna bada lund hai tera, aur zor se chodna. (Oh, how big is your dick, fuck me harder)

It was a shock to me hearing those words from a conservative girl. I was wondering which lund she was thinking of. Is she thinking of my lund, which she saw when I was masturbating? That was a question in my mind.

Didi stiffened her body and was breathing, heaving with her chocolate color body was shining with slight sweat. I witnessed one of the best orgasms. I was so deeply involved in her act that I didn’t realize when I started stroking my lund.

Finally, she had climaxed with her body jerking several times. She just sat motionless after that for a few seconds breathing heavily. After a minute, she came to her sense and then opened the tap and checked the water temperature. She then stood up to keep the cream in the toothpaste stand.

My goodness, she was amazing with sweat on her body. All the time, I was stroking my lund. While keeping the cream, she scratched her chut, showing her pink color walls to me. Then what she did was unpredictable.

After scratching her chut, she started peeing in the standing position with her two fingers spreading her chut. Wow, the amazing stream coming from her black chut with pink inside walls. The sound of her pee made me cum in loads.

After peeing, she started bathing as usual. Then drying up and then wore her clothes, and left the bathroom. I was there in the toilet for few minutes to make sure that nobody doubts me. I came out of the toilet and went straight into the bathroom to wash my hands.

As I was washing, my eyes went on my Didi’s used panty and bra. I immediately closed the bathroom door. I took her panty and bra and started sniffing them. The sweaty smell from her bra was out of this world. I made sure I sniffed her bra for an ample amount of time.

Then my full attention was on her panty. I sniffed it, and there my lund was hard again. A couple of minutes ago, it had cum loads of cum. I saw white color patches in the area where her chut was. The smell made me mad, and I was about to lick when I heard someone knocking on the door.

I was afraid and put the panty and bra back to where it was. I washed my hands. I opened the door to find my Chachi, my sex goddess, standing in front of me with clothes in her hand. She was so close to me that I could smell her perfume mixed with her body smell.

After watching her having sex with Chacha, my feeling towards her was something different. I was so involved in her smell and thoughts

Chachi: Come out. I am getting late. I have to bathe

I came to sense and came out of the bathroom smiling. She went in and closed the door from inside. In no time, I was again in the toilet peeing through the hole. Chachi was wearing a saari and was in the process of removing it. Once she removed her sari, she started unbuttoning the hooks of her blouse.

She was wearing a black bra, and her boobs are ready to come out. As soon as she removed her bra, both boobs jumped out. They were freed after a long time and hanging. I felt like going in and sucking them. Now she was in her petticoat.

She was searching for something in the overhead cupboard. There she was with small scissors in her hand. Then she untied her petticoat knot, which fell. Chachi was again naked in front of me. This was when wearing panty was not so common, especially when women wore sari and petticoats.

Seeing Chachi’s chut, my lund, which was already hard, was once again ready to explode. I was stroking it slowly without making much noise. She started trimming her jhaant-ke-baal (pubic hairs) in bunches with a small scissor. Right in front of my eyes, Chachi hair chut transformed into a sexy trimmed chut.

She washed her chut with hot water in a standing position. I want to stick my tongue deep into her chut and hold her chut with my fingers. The feeling of sucking her chut made me cum again. Chachi then carried on with her bathing.

Like this, every day, I used to see Chachi or Didi bathing and doing some kinky things. They were alone in the bathroom, thinking that no one was watching them. They used to behave normally outside the bathroom as nothing happened.

Now I used to masturbate thinking about two women in my life. One is my sex goddess, queen Chachi and another one is chocolate beauty, my Didi. Day by day, I became bold. I started masturbating like before, using oil, removing my underwear, and not covering it with a blanket.

Somewhere in my mind, I wanted Didi to see me stroking my lund. I made sure she did. She used to see me stroking every night. This went on for some time.

One night after masturbating, I went to sleep as usual. Didi, watching me stroke my lund, fingered her chut removing her panty and bottom. Maybe she slept without wearing them back.

At around 3 am, I had an urge to pee. With sleepy eyes, I switched on the bed-light of the room and went to pee. After peeing, I came back to the room. I was about to switch off the bed-light my eyes fell on my sister. She was in a deep sleep sleeping on her belly with a blanket on her side.

Her boobs were pressed against the bed. She was naked from her waist down, her left leg was straight, and her right leg was in the spooning position. Her gand (ass) was visible, and a little part of the chut from the backside was also visible.

I was in a situation where I had to make two choices. The first one was to switch off the light and go back to sleep. The second one is to go and feel the gand and chut for the first time in my life. Since I was aware of Didi’s masturbation and sneak-peeking my lund, I choose the second one.

Guys, your comments and feedback will be appreciated and inspire me to write more stories where I will try and seduce my didi.

I moved from Chennai to Bangalore for my job since the job at Chennai was not giving me enough money. I took a flat for rent in Bangalore since I was a party freak and sometimes took friends home for fun. I was missing many of the Chennai funs since I was alone in Bangalore. Also, it was nearly two months since I hooked up a girl.

One day, I was walking around the apartment and noticed two girls staying in the next flat. Both were dam pretty and had hot bodies. They maintained their figure so well that I got an instant hard-on.

I was searching for the moment to get close to them. One day, I got an opportunity since the cab guys were on strike.

One of the girls wanted to go to the airport. They initially decided to go by bike and bus. I thought that it was the best opportunity for me to get close to them and offered her a lift. While coming back as I would be alone, I requested the other girl to join me.

We introduced ourselves and talked about general things until we reached the airport. We dropped Rima at the airport, and while coming back, Riya and I were talking about various things.

From her conversations, I came to know that both Riya and Rima loved parties. I asked Riya if she was okay to try my luck and if yes, we could go to the MG Road party. She said. “thanks, but not today. We can go some other day.” I felt sad inside, but I knew that slow and steady wins the race.

We reached our apartment and to my surprise, she took my cell number and went into her flat. After entering the house, I got freshen up and changed into a comfortable nightdress. My sexy neighbour girl Riya was in my mind, and all my thoughts were running around her.

Then I received a message on WhatsApp from an unknown number. Since it was an unknown number, I didn’t open it at that time

After an hour, I received a call from my close friend from Chennai to check something with me. After the voice call, I saw the message which I got earlier. It was from Riya. I responded with a “hi” to her. Immediately, she messaged back with a sad smiley.

Before I responded, she again messaged me, asking if I had some vodka or any other alcohol. I called her to my house without any second thought because of my experience with girls; after two drinks, they open up.

Within 2 minutes, my sexy neighbour girl was in my house. I welcomed her and showed her my collection of alcohol. I had a fantastic collection of alcohol at home since I was a frequent traveler for my office work and got many imported liquors.

By seeing my collection, Riya was overjoyed and wanted to gulp whiskey. I made two drinks and some chips for us. We were sitting and enjoying the drinks. We both sat on the floor since Riya insisted.

She was wearing a deep-neck t-shirt and shorts. With this dress, her sexy assets were visible to me here and there. I was staring at neighbour girl’s cleavage, which was visible to me. She caught me staring once and corrected her dress without saying anything.

I offered her one more drink which she happily accepted. Slowly, the alcohol was taking over her, and she was coming close to me. Our talks moved from general topics to double-meaning jokes.

I decided to make a move and touched her thighs gently and started rubbing her thighs. Even though she noticed it, there was no response from her, nor did she stop me. I was confused and removed my hand since I wanted to go to the restroom.

Riya leaned on my shoulder and was enjoying her drink after I came out of the bathroom. I started to rub her shoulder and enjoying the drink. Her body fragrance was driving me crazy and I was not able to control myself.

I moved my hand down and touched her waist and pinched her. With this, she gave light movement and put her hand on me and came further close to me.

Now I could see sexy neighbour girl’s top part of the melons clearly. She pulled her t-shirt further down to show more of her melons. I was sure that she wanted some ‘fun’ and it was a green signal for me to proceed further.

I put my hand inside her t-shirt and touched her boobs over the bra. I pushed my other hand inside her shorts. With my action, she came closer and bit my earlobes gently and said, “Let us go to bed.”

I was on cloud 9 after hearing her words. It was after so many days I was getting a beauty to enjoy. I lifted her in my hands, took her into the bedroom and dropped her on the bed. I removed my t-shirt and shorts before jumping on her like a hungry tiger.

My drunk neighbour chick noticed the tent in my underwear and I could see the lust in her eyes. I started teasing her with light kisses on her lips and all over her face. Suddenly, she held my face and gave me a deep french kiss.

Our kiss went on for a while. It was a passionate kiss. She was an excellent kisser and we played with our tongues and exchanged saliva. My right hand was pressing her boobs over the dress and enjoying her body.

After 15 minutes, we broke our kiss. But by that, I was in so much of a horny mood and was not even ready to waste a second. With lust taken control over me and as I wanted to see sexy neighbour girl naked, I tore her t-shirt and threw it away. She came to know that I was in a hurry and she quickly undressed everything for me.

Riya took my hand and kept it on her boobs and she gave me her other boob to eat. I knew how to tease a girl and girls like a guy who enjoys their boobs. I gently massaged her boobs and sucked her nipples one by one. Riya was moaning and her moans were increasing by my actions.

I slowly slid my hand down to touch between her legs. She was so wet down and it looked like she had at least two orgasms already. I came down and put my mouth to the clitoris of my hot neighbour girl’s vagina and started sucking and fingering her pussy. She was moaning with pleasure and on cloud 9.

Riya held my head and pushed me deep into her vagina. I love the juices coming from a girl’s vagina; it is so tasty and has a pleasant smell. While eating Riya’s vagina, she climaxed again with a lot of liquid coming out from her. I drank everything.

She then got up and said that she was so pleased and it was now her turn to please me. She knelt and took my penis in her hand and spat some saliva on it. Then she took it into her mouth and started giving a blowjob. She was a pro at sucking and I felt so lovely. It was the best blowjob ever that I got from any girl.

I was able to hold myself for almost 10 minutes and then ejaculated my load into sexy neighbour girl’s mouth. My liquid filled her mouth and started flowing out. She was not comfortable drinking it, so she went to the bathroom to clean her mouth.

We were then engaged in a lip-lock for nearly 10 minutes. I bent her and inserted my tool into her vagina from behind. I gave one deep thrust so that I could go inside her. Even though my neighbour girl was not a virgin, her vagina was tight since she hadn’t had not many intercourses.

Later, I realized that Riya had a boyfriend with whom she had sex twice. And after the breakup, she had not allowed any guy to touch her. When I pushed hard, tears came from her eyes, and she was in pain. So, I decided to do it slowly and waited for 2 minutes so that she can relax.

After 2 minutes, I pulled and pushed inside. This time, Riya was relaxed and enjoying my thrust. I slowly increased my pace and she started to moan louder. Her moans and our body sounds were filled in the room. Her moans were driving me crazy and I started increasing speed gradually.

I drilled sexy neighbour girl’s hole for almost 15 minutes and felt like I was going to climax. I asked her whether I can come inside her or in her mouth. She asked me to pull out and asked me to hold the climax for a few seconds.

I pulled my dick out from her hole and was ready for bust. She turned and took my tool in her hand and started shagging it. When I have prepared for a climax, she took everything in her mouth and cleaned my penis.

She then went to the bathroom for cleaning and later, we took a bath together. We both were tired after intense and hot lovemaking. So we slept off, hugging each other.

The following day, when my phone rang, we woke up and freshened up. After having coffee, she went back to her house. We had sex on many other occasions later and enjoyed all possible positions. Later I got an opportunity to enjoy her friend too and a few other girls with the help of Riya. I will narrate the other stories later.

Narrated by Swati

Hi friends, main Swati. Aap logo ne episode 65 mein padha kaise papa se main apne gande irade ko poore karwati hun. Ek ek kar apne padhaaw par aage badh rahi thi. Meri ichcha yahi thi ki papa ke sath bharpoor maza le saku.

Papa na chaahte hue bhi meri baato ke aghosh mein apna sara mardana rass meri choot mein bhar dale. Mujhe to kafi maza aaya par papa ise galat samajh baithe. Woh ek baap hokar apni hi beti ke andar apna beej dalne ko ghor paap maan baithe.

Waise bhi ye saare mard aise hi hote hai. Ek baar inka pani nikal gaya to fir saadhu santt wale vichaar aane lag jaate hai inko. Yahi hua jab kuch 10–15-minute baad papa apne kamre se wapas aaye.

Main ab bhi sofe par nangi padi hui thi jiss awastha mein woh mujhe chor gaye the. Is intezaar mein ki papa ke wapas aate hi sex ka khel dubara shuru karenge.

Par mujhe dekh papa bole: Tum kapde pehan kyu nahi leti?

Main danto mein ungliya kaat apni jangho ko khole rakh unko choot dikhati hui boli: Kyu, waise bhi aap to utaar hi doge.

Papa: Nahi nahi, ab aur nahi.

Main uth baithi aur boli: Kyu? Kya hua, aap ko pasand nahi aaya?

Papa: Nahi beta, ek to ye galat hai aur uspar baar-baar nahi.

Main: Offo papa, konsa hum roz karenge. Aapki chuttiya khatam hone ke baad kaha miloge aap mujhe aise?

Papa: Haan par kuch hi der pahle kiye the na, to ab aaj aur nahi.

Main unke paas jakar unke seene par ungli pherti hui boli: To kya, papa aap woh nahi karna chahte jiss bare mein hum baat kiye?

Papa: Kiss bare mein?

Main honto ko kaat boli: Mujhe peeche se karne ki.

Papa: Nahi! bilkul nahi, ab jao tum kapde pehno. Ab aaj aur bilkul nahi.

Ye kahte hue papa mere hath ko pakad mujhe door kar diye. Main muh phulati hui jakar floor se apne pheke kapde liye aur apne room chali gayi. Apne bistar par ja giri aur sochne lagi ki agar papa aise rahe to meri baat nahi banne wali.

Maa ko abhi aane mein aur 2 ghante the. Mujhe is 2 ghante ka sahi upyog karni thi. Lekin papa ko dubara taiyaar bhi karni thi mujhe. Tab ek mast si shaitaani bhari vichaar aayi.

Jaldi se agle 15-minute nahayi. Fir apni poorane kapdo ki briefcase khol kar usme woh khojne lagi jo mujhe chahiye thi. 5–10-minute mein sab nikali aur fir pehan kar balo ko sawar tip-top hokar room se bahar nikli.

Apne kamre se nikalte hi dekhi to papa sofe par baithe newspaper padh rahe the. Unki peeth meri taraf thi to woh mujhe dekh nahi sakte the.

Main apni darwaze ke paas khadi boli: Papa!

Papa bina mujhe dekhe bole: Haan!

Main: Kya aapka ab sachme mann nahi kuch karne ka?

Papa: Bola na nahi!

Main: Please…

Papa: Nahi bola to nahi, ab zid mat karo.

Main unke taraf jaati hui boli: To fir theek hai main ja rahi hun.

Mere pairo mein pahni jooti ke awaaz se woh mujhe samajh gaye ki main sachme kahi ja rahi hun. Bina dekhe pooche: Kaha ja rahi ho!

Main unke paas jakar peeche se unke kaan mein boli: Tuition classes!

Papa sar ghuma kar mujhe dekh bole: Tuition!

Aur fir unki nazar mere kapdo ke taraf gayi. Main aage chalti hui unke samne jaa khadi hui aur boli: Haan! Tuition classes, aapke sath!

Main apni purani school uniform pehani hui thi. Papa se mujhe pata chala ki unhe main apni school ki uniform mein kafi sexy lagti thi. To sochi isse badiya dress aur kuch nahi hogi jo papa ko mere liye line par la sake.

Pairo mein kali jooti aur safed moja, upar safed shirt par sweater aur neeche kali laal check skirt. Purani skirt hone ke karan ab woh mere liye aur bhi choti th. Meri chikni gori jaangho ka poora hissa dikha rahi thi. Papa ek tak mujhe upar se neeche dekh rahe the. Unke shakal ka rang udd chukka tha, koi shak nahi ki main kafi sexy lag rahi thi unko.

Papa: Ye… ye kya hai?

Main apni ek anghute ko choosti hui boli: Main aapki badmash student papa!

Papa hass spade aur bole: Ha-ha-ha, tum pagal ho!

Main: Hmm… nahi main pagal nahi.

Papa: To fir kya ho, ye kya hai, ha-ha-ha!

Main aankh marti hui boli: Main aapki naughty student aur aap mere naughty daddy.

Papa apne god par newspaper rakh bole: Uff… tum bhi na beta, ha-ha-ha!

Main: Bataiye na papa, kaisi lag rahi hun main?

Papa: Bilkul nautanki.

Main unki god par rakhi newspaper kheech li aur boli: Sachme? Aisa to nahi lag raha.

News paper ke uthate hi mujhe jo umeed thi wahi hua. Papa ke payjame mein unka lund phula hua tha. Beshak mere iss roop ka hi asar tha woh.

Papa: Are tum…

Main adaao ke sath uniform ke sath pehni sweater nikal kar boli: Kya main sachme aapko nautanki dikh rahi hun ya…?

Papa apne maathe par sar rakh gaye aur bole: Pata nahi kya karu is badmaash ladki ka.

Main: Main bataun kya kariye?

Papa mere taraf dekhe to main boli: Agar main itni badmaas hun to, mujhe theek kariyena papa.

Papa: Woh kaise?

Main: Punishment dekar.

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! Woh to sahi kaha, tumhe sudharne ki sakt zarurat hai.

Main unke bagal ja baithi aur poochi: Kaise sudharoge aap papa!

Papa: Pitaayi karke.

Main aankh maar boli: Kaha?

Papa mazaak mein daant meenchte hue bole: Tum tum na…

Main khadi hui aur sofe ke dusre taraf bhaag gayi. Papa samajh gaye the ki meri ichcha ab unke sath unki badmaash school girl bann ke khelne ki thi, aur shayad yahi unki bhi thi. Woh news paper ko role karte hue use ek dande ke akaar mein lappet mere taraf haste hue aane lage.

Papa: Abhi batata hun tumhe.

Main khilkhila kar hasti hui kabhi sofe ke idhar to kabhi udhar bhagti. Apni choti skirt ko uchalti hui papa ko kabhi lubhati to kabhi chidaati.

Main: Kya hua papa… mujhe pakad nahi paoge aap, ha-ha-ha!

Papa bhi haste aur mujhe mazaak mein daante. Kabhi sofe ke aage aate to kabhi peeche. Main unhe chidaati hui kabhi apni skirt uthake dikhati. Kabhi apne shirt ke button khol unhe lubhati. Kabhi living room se dining to kabhi wapas.

Dheere dheere papa jab thakne lage to main boli: Kya hua papa, thak gaye itni jaldi? Nahi pakad paoge aap mujhe, ha-ha-ha!

Ye kahti hui main living se apne room ko bhagi. Room ko is liye gayi kyu ki agar main aise bhaagte rahti to papa mujhe kabhi na pakad pate. Issi liye room aa gayi taaki main pakdi jaun.

Ye baat papa bhi jaante the. Mere peeche mere room ke darwaze ke paas aakar haafte hue bole: Badmash… ab kaha jaogi.

Main nautanki karti hui boli: Oh… nahi papa… ye cheating hai!

Papa andar aate hue mud kar darwaza band karte hue bole: Ab dekhti hun kaha bhagti ho.

Main mann hi mann sochi ki bhagna chahta bhi kaun hai. Main to chahti hi hun ki papa mujhe ragad ke saza de. Lekin fir papa se main boli: Are nahi, please papa mujhe bahar jane dijiye.

Papa mere taraf aate hue bole: Bohut bhagayi mujhe ab tum kaha bhagogi mujhse, ha-ha-ha!

Main palat kar bed par chahdi. Unse bhagne ka natak kar ghutno par bed par idhar udhar chalne lagi. Chahti to bed ke dusri aor ja sakti thi lekin main unse aur bhagna nahi chahti thi. Papa peeche se aaye aur meri taang pakad apne taraf kheech liye.

Main: Aaaa, papa nahi sorry!

Papa: Bohut bhagayi na, ab batata hun.

Itna kahte hue peeche se woh meri skirt uthaye aur panty ke upar se hi meri gand par halke se thappad de mare.

Main unhe chidati hui boli: Ha-ha-ha, nahi lagi mujhe.

Papa: Achcha!

Ye kahte hue woh is bar meri gand par thodi aur zor se de mare.

Main apni gand daanyi baayi hilati hui boli: Aap to kisi bachche jaise mar rahe hai, ha-ha-ha!

Main unhe uksa rahi thi taaki woh meri gand sachme maar ke laal hi kar de. Aur yahi hua jab woh teesri baar mare. Woh itni zor se de mare ki unki har ek ungli ki chaap se meri gand ki twacha lahra gayi aur main dard ke sath masti mein sihar uthi.

Main: Issss… Papa!

Papa: Ab laga!

Main: Mmm… nahi!

Papa is bar aur zor se de mare aur bole: Badmash aur sataaogi mujhe?

Main sar palat kar peeche unhe dekh boli: Haan! Aur sataaungi aapko.

Papa meri panty ko neeche jangho tak kheech utaare aur meri nangi gand par thapad marte hue bole: Sataaogi bolo?

Main: Issss! Haan, main nahi sudhrungi, khoob sataaungi aapko!

Papa samajh gaye the ki mujhe unse apni gand par thappad khane ki hod lagi hui thi. To woh bhi shant na baithe aur lagataar 5 se 6 zor ki thappado ki barish karte hue meri gand laal kar dale.

Papa: Ab bol, karogi dubara?

Main: Yes, daddy! Karungi.

Mere muh se “Yes, daddy,” sunn shayad woh aur uttejit ho utthe. Aur dubara usi lahrate jagah par 3-4 thapad maar baithe. Fir meri panty ko pakad meri tango se kheech nikale aur bole: Tumhe sachme sudharne ki zarurat hai, kafi bigad gayi ho.

Main unhe apni nangi gand hilakar dikhati hui boli: Haan, aur bigdungi agar aap sudhare nahi to.

Ispar papa meri tang pakad mujhe bistar par ghumakar peet ke bal gira diya. Aur meri dono jangho par ek-ek kar thappad marte hue mujhe janghe phailane par majboor kar bole: Ab bhi nahi!

Main phaili jangho ke saath apni geeli choot unhe dikhati hui daanto ko meech kar boli: Nahi, nahi sudhrungi.

Papa ne ek pal na lagaya aur dubara apne hath upar uthaaye par mujhe chaokate hue. Is baar meri jaangh par nahi, seedhe meri choot ki honto par thappad de mare.

Main sihar uthi aur boli: Isss… ahhh… Papa!

Papa: Ab pata chala, bolo! Sudhrogi ya nahi!

Main jaanti thi woh kyu aise baar baar pooch rahe the. Woh chahte the ki main kisi ziddi bigdi ladki ke tarah na kahu aur woh mujhe uski saza de. Aur yahi main bhi to chahti thi.

Main: Nahi, bilkul nahi sudhrungi, kya karloge aap.

Papa is bar meri choot par 2 thappad mare. Fir meri choot ki honto ko ungliyo mein dabakar cheeti kaat bole: Ab bhi nahi.

Woh meri jangho ko aur failate hue meri choot ke paas jaa pahunche. Aur meri choot ko sungh kar bole: Tumhari badmashi aaj main nikal phekunga.

Main neeche unhe dekh boli: To nikaliyena, I challenge you papa!

Papa kuch na bole aur meri choot ko choom liye. Fir meri choot mein aayi nami ko chaatne lage. Main unki jeeb se hoti ragad ka maza leti hui unhe dekhti rahi. Papa kabhi aankh uthakar upar mere taraf dekhte to fir wapas meri choot ko khane lag jaate.

Main maze mein laeti apne honto ko kaat unhe choot khilati hui boli: Mmmm… papa… isse main nahi sudharne wali.

Ispar papa meri choot ki honto ko apne danto se halke kaat kheechte hue mujhe tadpaane lage.

Main: Ahh!

Agle kuch 5–6-minute woh meri choot khate rahe aur fir main boli: Papa, aise to main nahi sudharne wali.

Papa: To kaise sudhrogi.

Main: Aapke dande ki maar se shayad sudhar jaun!

Papa samajh gaye ki main kiss dande ki baat kar rahi hun. Aur uth khade hue aur apne shirt aur payjame ko nikal pheke. Apne tanne lumbe lund ko hath mein kisi dande ke tarah pakad mere samne jhulate hue bole: Ab isse padegi tumhe maar!

Main: To mariyena papa, jaha aap chaho, dekhte hai ki main sudhrungi ya nahi.

Papa meri baat se chidte hue hath aage badhaaye aur mere kaan ko pakad kheechte hue bole: Khoob maar padegi tumhe ab.

Ye kahte hue woh mujhe meri kaan se pakad uthakar baithaye. Main unhe aur uksane ke liye unke hath pakad bistar par kheechi.  Peet ke bal girakar unke tango ke beech baith boli: Khoob mariyega aur main jaanti hun is dande ko kaise aur sakt banana hai.

Ye kahti hui main jhuki aur unke lund ko apne muh mein lekar choosne lagi. Ab tak ki humari baate aur kartooto se sachme unka lund kafi sakt ho chukka tha. Itna sakt ki main uspar apni daand gadati to bhi unhe dard nahi ho raha tha.

Main chaaw se unhe dikhati aur unhe mujhe dekh dekhti hui unke lund ko khane lagi. Kabhi choosti to kabhi apni sar upar neeche hilati hui unke mote lund ko apne muh mein bhar kar muh chudwati.

Isse pahle ki woh mere muh mein jhad kar sara khel khatam kar dete main boli: Ab maza lungi aapke dande ki maar ka.
Main unke upar hoti hui apni choot ke neeche unke lund ko lekar baith gayi. Kuch der unhe uttejit kar chidane ke liye apni choot ki honto ke beech unke lund ko dabakar ragadti rahi.

Papa: Aise sirf dande ko parakhti rahogi kya?

Main unke lund ko pakad apni choot mein leti hui unke upar girti hui boli: Ahhh, papa, maarke dikhaiyena ab.

Meri baat par papa apne kamar ko upar marne lag gaye. Uske sath unka lund meri choot maarti hui mujhe meri manchaahi saza dene lagi. Main maze mein aati gayi aur meri masti dekh papa apne kamar ki maar tez karte gaye.

Papa ki sari takat apne kamar ki maar mein lagi hui thi. Jiss karan woh kuch bol nahi rahe the. Par main unki is majboori ka fayda uthati hui boli: Aahh papa, zor se lagaiye mujhe apne dande se.

Meri baato se uttejit hote hue papa meri kamar ko pakad mere andar dene lage. Unka lund tezi se meri choot mein utarti nikalti ja rahi thi. Chahe papa jitna bhi mana karle par main unhe mana hi lungi. Is baat ki khusi meri masti ko aur tez kar rahi thi.

Agle kuch minute woh mujhe aise hi chodte rahe. Tab neeche unke payjame ke pocket mein padi unki phone ki ghanti bajne lagi.

Papa bole: Are meri phone, zara dena na.

Unke rukne par main apni kamar uchal kar chudti hui boli: Choro na papa.

Papa: Are nahi, kahi tumhari maa hui to.

Main chidti hui bistar se neeche utari aur unke payjame se phone nikal dekhi. To sachme maa hi call kar rahi thi. Main unhe phone deti hui boli: Lo, maa hai, aap baat karo main apna kaam karti hun.

Papa ke phone lete hi main unke lund ke upar choot rakh baithi to papa bole: Are abhi ruko na, baat to karne do.

Main unke lund ko pakad apni choot mein lagakar andar leti hui boli: Aap karo baat. Main apna kaam karti hun na.

Papa fir phone lekar baat karne lage aur main apni kamar upar neeche uchalti hui apni choot chodwane lagi.

Papa phone mein: Haan bolo.

Pata nahi maa kya kah rahi thi. Papa kafi der shant rahe aur main yaha apni choot mein lund leti rahi.

Papa phone mein: Haan theek hai, khana kha lenge.

Main sochne lagi khan kha lenge. Shayad maa late aane wali hai matlab jo hume khana kha lene ko kah rahi hai. Iska matlab papa ke sath aur zyada waqt milega. Is khushi ki josh mein main apni kamar aur tez uchaalne lagi.

Papa phone mein: Haan theek hai kuch zarurat pade to batana.

Papa phone kate aur peeche se meri kamar pakad bole: Badmash ladki. Papa ko phone pe baat bhi karne nahi dogi, haan?

Main: Haan, kyu iski bhi saza doge mujhe?

Papa: Haan, deni to padegi hi.

Ye kah kar papa peeche se meri kamar pakad mujhe halka upar uthaye. Fir tezi se meri aor marte hue apne lund ko teevra gati se mere andar ghusane lage. Unki raftaar unke umar se mel nahi kha rahi thi. Bhale woh itne bade umar ke the lekin unki chodne ki taakat kisi jawaan mard se kam nahi thi.

Neeche se aate unke dhakke mujhe kissi halki wastu ke tarah apne upar uchal rahi thi. Choot chudti hui unke dhakko ke karan meri tange hawa mein lahlaha rahi thi. Woh mujhe ek khilaone ke taraf apne upar rakh khel rahe the.

Woh itni tez mere andar de rahe the ki unke ando ki jholi unke har dhakke par upar meri choot par thappad maar rahi thi. Kuch der baad main unke akramak dhakko ko sambhal nahi pa rahi thi. To woh meri jangho ko pakad apas mein satakar pakad liye.

Bina ruke meri choot ke andar apna lund bedardi ke sath chodte gaye. Aise mujhe pakadne par meri choot aur zyada kass chuki thi. Shayad kasi hui choot mein chodne mein unko bhi kafi zyada maza aa raha tha.

Jiss karan woh bina thake agle 3 se 4 minute mujhe aise hi lagatar chodte rahe. Main unke lund ke maze leti hui unka khilaona bani chudti rahi aur woh mujhe phata-phat marte gaye.

Iske baad woh mujhe uthakar neeche dale aur mere samne uthne lage. Main boli: Kya hua papa, haar maan gaye mujhe sudharne mein.

Papa kuch na bole aur meri tang pakad mujhe bistar par ghumakar ghutno par baitha diye. Main unki akramakta ko dekh aur zyada uttejit hone lagi. Woh peeche se meri skirt uthaye aur meri chikni gand par zor ki thappad de mare.

Papa: Tumhe pasand hai na ye?

Main: Haan, bohut zyada.

Papa ek aur zor ki thappad mare aur main zor ki aah bol padi. Woh meri skirt ko meri kamar par tikaye aur apne lund ko meri choot mein peeche se utaar dale. Woh meri choot ki jad tak apne lund ko ghusate hue mujhe pagal karne lage.

Ek hat meri kamar par to dusre se kabhi meri gand par thapad lagate hue woh apni beti ko kisi chudakkad ladki ke tarah chodne lage. Main kabhi apni shakal bistar par chupati to kabhi unhe palat kar peeche dekhti ki woh kitne akramak ho rahe the.

Papa dhakko ke sath haafte hue bole: Badmashi kam hui tumhari ya isse bhi zyada chahiye saza.

Main unhe aur uksaane ke liye boli: Ahh, abhi kaha papa, ye to kuch bhi nahi… ahhh… mere liye.

Woh meri gand ki ched par apni ungli sahlane lage. Fir apne usi ungli go chat geela kiye aur wapas neeche le gaye. Main dekh nahi paayi lekin fir mehsoos hui ki unke lund ke sath mere andar unki ungli bhi meri gand ke andar utar rahi thi.

Main aankhe band kar halki dard ke sath maze ki baad mein bahne lagi. Woh meri choot mein lund chodte hue apni ungli meri gand mein ghusakar nikal rahe the. Meri kasi hui choti si ched mein unki moti lambi ungli dheere dheere aur fir tezi ke sath andar bahar nikalne lagi.

Choot mein lund aur gand mein ungli ek sath hone ke ehsaas ke sath mein pagal hoti gayi. Meri halat dekh papa bhi josh mein the aur unki kamar ab kafi zor ke dhakke maar rahi thi mujhe.

Ab tak papa ne mujhe itne zor se aur itne akramak hokar nahi choda tha. Unki kamar ki mere gand par maar se phat phat ki awaaz nikal rahi thi. Aur har bar us awaaz ke sath unka lund meri choot ki jadd tak maar rahi thi.

Main: Ahh, mera hone wala hai papa!

Papa meri gand se ungli kheech nikale aur fir usi hath se meri gand par thappad maar bole: Abhi kaha badmash ladki.

Ye kah kar woh apne lund ko bhi mere andar se kheech nikale. Meri kamar pakad mujhe palat kar peet ke bal bistar par laeta diye. Meri tango ko pakad faila kar woh mere beech aaye.

Apne lund ko wapas meri choot mein ghusate hue bole: Abhi papa ka punishment khatam nahi hua. Iske baad woh na aaw na taw dekhe. Meri jangho ko pakad apne kamar ko mere taraf marte gaye. Main unke vaasna ke is roop ko dekh pagal hoti hui apni kagaar par pahunchne lagi.

Papa: Jab tak main na kahu tab tak tumhari saza khatam nahi hogi.

Main: Ah! Yes papa.

Papa meri baat par apne dhakko ki gati bada diye. Aisa laga ki woh jald hi jhadne wale hai. Par woh jhade ya na jhade meri halat kharab ho rahi thi. Kyu ki main unki is berahum chudayi ke samne ab aur tik nahi sakti thi.

Kuch palo mein hi unke lagatar padti dhakko ne mere badan ko akadne par majboor kardi. Meri choot jhadti hui kasne lagi par woh kassti choot mein apne lund ka prahar karte gaye.

Meri aankhe nashe mein band ho gayi aur badan sunn padti gayi. Woh mere andar se khud ko nikale. Fir mujhe mere seene par garm pani ki cheeto ka sparsh mehsoos hui.

Aankh khol kar dekhi to woh mere paas hi ghutno par khade mere seene par meri boobs par apne rass ki pichkari maar rahe the. Main kabhi unke khade lund se nikalti cheeto ko dekhti to kabhi unke siskariya bharte chehre ko.

Kuch palo baad papa bhi thak gaye to main unke lund se tapakti rass ke akhiri boondo ko chaat gayi.

Papa: Huff!

Main: Thak gaye papa aap to.

Papa: Huffff, aur nahi to kya.

Main: Waise maa kya bolne ke liye phone ki?

Papa: Are haan, woh mishra aunty hospital mein hai.

Main: Kyu, kya hua unko?

Papa: Unke seene mein dard tha kuch to tumhari maa hospital le gayi unhe.

Main: Hmmm to kab tak aayegi ma.

Papa: Woh boli 3-3:30 tak pata nahi.

Main apne seene se unke rass ko ungli se lekar chakhti hui boli: Tab to hummm…

Papa: Kya hum?

Main ek hath se unke murjhate lund ko hilane lagi. Dusre hath se apne seene par pade rass ko samet muh mein lekar nigalti hui unhe dikha kar boli: Tab to hum ye ek aur baar kar sakte hai papa.

Main janti thi ki papa ka mann ab nahi hoga. Fir bhi unhe chidane ke liye boli. Par tabhi papa mere boob par halka thappad maar bole: Bas ek baar hi kyu? 2 ya 3 kyu nahi?

Ye kahte hi unke chehre par aayi shaitaano wali muskaan dekh main boli: Ohh yess papa. 2 ya 3 ya 5 baar! jitni baar aap chaho!

To be continued.

Hello, I am Dev from Mumbai, 25 years old. I have been an avid reader for a long time now. So I am thinking of sharing my stories with this community. Some parts of the stories are based on real-life events and some fiction. I leave it to you to decide which parts are real and which are fictional.

A little background about me – I live in Mumbai and belong to a middle-class family. I am 26 years old. Whatever we have today, my father worked hard to earn this from zero. My loving mother helped him along the way. Both are doing government service.

My elder sister, who is 30 years old, is now married. As the youngest in the family, I was everyone’s favorite and a Mama’s boy too.

I got introduced to the world of porn at a very early age. I still remember the very first porn site, which I browsed. Later on, I went through a lot of hassle to delete the browsing history. By the age of 19, I was very much into various types of porn and knew a lot about it.

My interest especially grew in one specific category, incest. My mother was 41 by then and a perfect woman whom anyone would ever desire. Without even seeing her naked, you would want her. That’s how I grew incestual feelings for her.

I had a fake account on Facebook. I had few female friends actually interested in incest. I use to have sex chats with them and share my incestual feeling about my Ma.

This was the only pleasure I was getting as a getaway from reality. I was in the first year of Engineering back then, when it at all started.  Yes, I was very young, but all the feelings I had back then were real. I still have those feelings.

My parents decided to renovate the house. As a middle-class family, we lived in a 1bhk apartment in Mumbai. The renovation was going to take about a week, starting with our bedroom. We had to shift most of the bedroom furniture in the hall.

We had very little space left in the hall where we ate and slept. The sofa was the only place of comfort left in the hall. Out of respect for the breadwinner, dad got to sleep on the sofa. Me, Ma, and my sister slept on the floor with homemade cushion beds and blankets.

Ma slept in the middle. I was sleeping on the left side and my sister on the right. I have a habit of soft cuddling. I always kept my hand or legs on the person I am sleeping with till I was 14 or 15. Usually, I slept beside my mother only since childhood. It was after a fairly long time I was going to sleep with Ma again.

It was 2 am in the night, and I couldn’t sleep. Ma turned towards me and asked me to sleep. She came closer to me and put her hands over me. It was after a very long time I felt the love and affection from Ma. In response, I put my hand back on her, and it was the best feeling I ever had.

She always slept in a maxi dress, which was very loose and comfy. I could feel her soft skin through the thin fabric of her maxi. We both got cozy in each other’s embrace, and soon she slept again. But I couldn’t. At this point, I could feel her soft skin over her belly and side.

Her soft, smooth skin was doing something to my mind. My heart started pounding! I could feel the endorphins being released in my brain, giving me pleasure. I wanted to explore her soft body with my hands. She rolled away, facing my sister.

My hand got dropped, but I was craving for more. So I rolled over in her direction, putting my hand from behind. She realized it and held my hand gently, and kept it near her soft belly. I realized I couldn’t move my hand much as she would notice. I hugged her tightly and slept off.

Ma usually wakes up early. She prepares tiffin for the family and leaves for work. She took a week’s leave because the renovation work was going on. The next day she woke up and got fresh, and started doing her chores. She was preparing roti while when I woke up.

I woke up as a different man. I was not only seeing my Ma but also a woman inside her.

“Did you get enough sleep?” Ma questioned me the second time. “]Where is your attention? Are you still sleepy?’

I was lost in her titillating beauty, a stunning view. Ma was sweating from the heat of the stove, preparing roti. I could see a bead of sweat dripping down her neck. Something changed in me last night, I thought.

“Are you listening to me, Sonu!” she looked at me and wiped the sweat off her head with one hand. Ma was looking as beautiful as ever. I came back to my senses.

“Yes, Ma, I did. I still feel a little sleepy, though,” I replied.

“Yeah, go and sleep. I’ll wake you up later. You slept late last night,” she said.

“Thanks, Ma.”

I took the bottle from the fridge and took few sips. I went to pee afterward, and all I could think of was last night. I wanted more! There was this feeling which is real and pleasure full. I was craving it.

I already loved my Ma, but now I was falling for her physical beauty. I wanted to please her and make her happy. With all these thoughts, I went to sleep.

“Wake up, wake up, Sonu. Otherwise, you will be late for morning classes,” Ma tried to wake me up.

It was almost 9.30 am, and my classes would begin at 10. I had to hurry. Ma already filled a bucket of hot water for me. I brushed in haste and went directly into the bathroom. It seems like it was my lucky day after all. Usually, whenever Ma stays at home, we wash clothes after all her chores are done.

After Ma’s shower, she left her used clothes on a hanger inside the bathroom, including her inners. I was so blessed. I had seen her used inners hanging in the bathroom before but never did anything.

Today was different. I picked up her bra. She has a good collection of lingeries. It was a white bra. I smelled it. I went into a trance as soon as I smelled it. It was just perfect.

There was a perfect fusion of talcum powder and morning sweat from the kitchen. Just strong enough to get the blood rushing through the veins of my penis. My heart was pumping with the fragrance of her bra. My hand subconsciously went towards my dick and started stroking it.

It is just beautiful, what a piece of cloth can do to you. Especially if it is being worn by someone whom you love. I started jerking off myself in the fragrance of her bra. Suddenly, the bra slipped from my hands and fell on the wet floor. The bra got soaked in water. The fragrance was almost gone.

I took her panty next. It was drenched in sweat from her thighs and loin area. The pleasant smell of her pussy was left behind in that panty. Her fragrance was fused perfectly with her panty. I took a sniff, and I jerked so hard that I came. I couldn’t control my feelings and emotions.

Fragrance from her pussy was still lingering on my face. I put her panty over my face and took a shower from shoulder and below. I didn’t plan to wash my face for the day. I want the fragrance of her pussy on my face all day long. It was a beautiful experience.

“How long are you going to take? You have a class to attend, Sonu,” she called out.

“I am almost done, Ma,” I replied.

I put her inner back on the hanger how it was earlier and came out. I looked at Ma and thought, I want to fuck her, now! But I controlled my feelings.

“You didn’t wash your face?” Ma noticed.

“Yes, I did, Ma, just not the hairs. It will take time to dry,” I lied.

I quickly got ready and went to classes.

Story to be continued.

This was my first time writing a story on ISS. Any suggestions or feedback is highly appreciated. I plan to write more stories about hot sessions with my mom.

For feedback, suggestions, and queries, or even if you need counseling regarding incest. Feel free to email [email protected].

It is difficult for any woman in Indian society to navigate and explore her sexual desires as she wants. Especially for a young woman like me who lives in Bangalore under the supervision of her strict father. My parents are divorced, and I grew up without any guidance.

But that comes with an advantage. I’ve learned to compromise my moral values because I want to get what I desire. I have suppressed my desires my entire life, compromised on what my body wants and my thirst for newness. Yes. I crave new things. But at the same time, I want to be loved and cared for.

This conflict in my head was controlled as my boyfriend Shankar was extremely lovable and caring. He means the world to me. I couldn’t ask for anyone better in my life. Shankar makes love to me gently. He whispers, “I love you, Veda,” in my ears when he runs through my brown and smooth neck.

His voice made me feel comfortable. When he entered inside my vagina with his beautiful cock, I cried his name out. He caressed my slightly overfat stomach and my big breasts. I loved every bit of it. I was ready to accept and live a life of comfort and care under a man who respects and loves me.

But is that what I really want? How long will the other Veda live a secret life inside me? It didn’t last long. The pandemic has pushed the other side of me out. I speak to myself and argue with my body. But I started losing my morality. It all started with a phone notification.

See, I have a past, a past relationship experience that I cannot forget. Every time I get a notification from him, my heart beats faster. When I am with Shankar, and my WhatsApp shows his name, I take a deep breath and swallow my desire.

John takes what he wants. He controls what he desires. And one of the things that John desired was me. A few years ago, Shankar was my friend and was in love with me. I didn’t reciprocate it at that time. During a house party, he introduced me to this man.

John was dark, tall, and so strong that his mere hands made me wet and craving. Shankar introduced me to John, who came with someone else at that party. He knew John through a mutual friend. When John first looked at me, I could see the desire in him.

He was checking out my dusky skin, constantly staring at my luscious lips. When he talked to me, I could feel the energy of his dick and the blood flowing towards that strong cock. I started shivering. Everyone wanted to take a group photo, and Shankar arranged a group of 15.

John came and stood next to me. He held my waist with his strong hands. I gave out a gasp and a slight moan. I knew he noticed it as his face was so close to me. I could feel his breath on my neck. After the group picture, a few of us started leaving. Shankar was waiting for me as he wanted to drop me.

I was searching for my bag. John came to me, held my neck, and whispered his address to me. He told me to come if I feel like it. He knew he had me. He saw the person inside me who was hungry and suppressing her inner desires. He saw the real Veda.

Shankar was waiting for me in his car. The moment I got in his car, he confessed his love for me and kissed me. I kissed him back. Even though my mind and heart loved Shankar, my body wanted John. I told Shankar I will think about his proposal and want a day. I asked him to drop me somewhere.

I knew the apartment John mentioned. Shankar drove me there. When he asked me whose apartment it was, I said it’s a friend of mine. To this date, I am afraid he’ll someday figure out that it’s John’s house. I went upstairs and rang his doorbell.

He opened the door, and I saw him in his tight t-shirt, holding a cigarette. I walked inside, and he kept quiet. I was in a dilemma. I wanted to live my life with Shankar. But before that, I had to control my body by giving it what it craved. John offered me a cigarette, and I started smoking.

I looked at him through the smoke. He was looking at my body, and I was sweating because his eyes were making me wet. I wanted his body to touch a part of me. We spoke through our eyes. I saw a glass of alcohol on his table. I took it and drank it while smoking.

He held the back of my hair through my neck and started eating my lips. His lips were biting mine instead of kissing. His hands went straight into my jeans. He inserted his hand into my panty and started rubbing me. He squeezed my big brown nipples on my breasts.

He stopped for a second and asked, “I know everything about Shankar. He’s going to make you happy. Are you sure you want this now?”  I was breathing heavily and moaning slightly. I replied, “Yes, John, don’t make me think further, just fuck me as much as you can.”

While he was rubbing me, he asked, “Do you love him?” I replied, “Yes, I do.” He started rubbing my sloppy wet pussy hard as he pushed me against the wall. John said, “Then tell him that, don’t keep him waiting because of me.”  He took out my phone and gave it to me.

I called Shankar and talked to him as John was kissing my neck and playing with my breasts. I controlled my moans and finished the conversation quickly. I told him I was ready to date him. He was happy, and so was I. My heart was happy as it was being satisfied, but so was my body.

My body is experiencing the best sex of my life. John removed my pants as soon as I cut the call. He kept my legs on the table and removed my panty. There was not much foreplay of love-making. He knew what my body wanted. He removed his pants, and I started stroking his big, strong dick.

God, I could stroke it for years and still not get bored. I wanted to suck it so badly, but he didn’t allow me. He pushed it inside my pussy and rammed it for more than 45 mins. I was surprised because no man had ever made my cum with penetration. But he did.

His hands left a mark on my thick brown thighs. His cock made my butt cry with pain as its thrusting made it sore. I left with bite marks on my neck, around my nipples, on my hands, and waist. He held my hair tight when he fucked from behind.

His strong hands controlled my body when he was fucking me from the front. I was crying his name out again and again, “John! Fuck! I wanted this for so long.” After fucking for some time on the table, we moved to the sofa. He held me around my neck and started fucking me faster.

This time he was more ruthless. He didn’t love my body or cared if it was painful, but he destroyed it. Shankar called me back twice, but I couldn’t answer. After that session. I texted him that I’m tired and staying with my friend. John and I had sex that entire night and didn’t sleep.

We got high and finished two packets of cigarettes and a bottle of rum. I wanted to go back to the hostel, but John didn’t let me go. I had to cancel the very first day with the love of my life. But I knew it wouldn’t happen again. With heavy hearts and red, sored ass and breasts, I left John.

Before leaving the door, I went down on my knees again and sucked his massive dick for straight 15 minutes until he came. I cleaned up and went out to see Shankar waiting for me. Ever since that day, I’ve been happy. I never met John after that, even though I rub myself now and then after that.

John and I text each other and remain good friends. It’s been two years since that incident. Now during the lockdown a few days before, I was video calling my boyfriend. I got a text saying, “Hey Veda. Are you still dating Shankar? I want to fuck so badly.”

I looked at my boyfriend on camera and swallowed my saliva, and started heavy breaths. I knew I was getting wet.

I still haven’t done anything regarding John. I would like to know what you guys think about my situation and feedback on my experience. Should I be punished as a cheating girlfriend? Feel free to write to me at [email protected] or text me on hangouts.

The pervert guy looked outside and began to carefully examine the two people standing close to each other near the bushes. Luckily, there was no light falling on them, otherwise my manipulation tactics wouldn’t have worked!

Pervert guy: What is your husband doing with my wife?! I don’t know why she had to pick that spot to chat with a stranger…Fuck you, I am leaving…

Me: Then my husband will choose another day to seduce your wife. You won’t be with her always, you know… (I replied looking straight into his eyes).

The pervert guy turned back to me again and grabbed his hair in frustration. He kept looking out of the window and then to me. At that moment, the man and the woman outside started walking further into the golf course. Before disappearing in the dark, I could see that the man had his hand on the woman’s ass.

The pervert guy got scared and he started leaving the place. My words did not affect him, so I had to improvise.

Me: Do you know what would happen if I started screaming for help?

He stopped at once, returned and grabbed my feet. I had got that perverted guy by his balls and now I wanted to enjoy more. He was begging me to ask my husband to come outside.

Me: But he didn’t force your wife to go with him, did he? I mean, you too saw how she allowed him to put his hand on her ass. It’s slow seduction before penetration…

The pervert guy once again grabbed my legs and started with his crying rants. “Please… please tell him to leave her. I’m begging you…”

Me: What a bloody hypocrite! You don’t see anything wrong in flirting with someone else’s wife, but when your bitch falls for a cock, then you find it wrong? I’ll tell him to fuck her in the ass…

The pervert guy stood up and bowed his hands to me. He was no longer sobbing and looking desperate. That happened when I took out my phone to see how my husband (sleeping in the suite) was doing.

Pervert guy: I am sorry for behaving like a pig, Madam. Please kick me if you want, punch me, do anything that you want, but please tell your husband to leave my wife.

Me: Alright, I’ll see what I can do. It seems like they haven’t started making love to each other yet. They’re having a conversation over a drink… (This had slipped out mistakenly from my mouth).

Pervert guy: In the bushes? I don’t get it.

Me: You are all talk and no action, you fucking moron. My husband wasn’t looking for some cheap hooker who would spread her cunt for him. There’s a place in that golf course where people carry out their business discreetly. Or do you want my husband to pound her pussy right away?

The pervert guy tried to stop me by grabbing my phone. But I slapped him hard on the cheeks and told him to behave. I was quite nervous over how he would react, but to my surprise, I was commanding the situation. It felt good, but I wanted to sexually exploit the man rather than humiliate him.

Me: Your wife seems to be enjoying dirty chats with my husband. I think he is preparing her for the full course.

The pervert guy begged me to stop my husband, but he didn’t dare to touch me or even come forward. I wanted to play with his big juicy cock again, so I told him my plan.

Me: Look asshole, if you don’t want your wife to suck my husband’s cock, then you must satisfy me. Obey me, treat me as your mistress, and then I’ll tell my husband to leave that bitch alone.

The pervert guy agreed to do whatever I told him to. I asked him to get naked. Once he stood naked in front of me, I tight his hands back with his belt firmly.

I grabbed his cold balls and began to seduce him with some dirty talks. His cock reacted immediately to my touch and began to grow in size.

Me: You know, my husband tells me that your wife is learning some golf shots from him. He is teaching her the correct position. But he says that she grinds her ass too much when he presses it against his cock.

The pervert guy’s cock had become hard by now. I was stroking it slowly just to prevent it from ejaculating. But I wanted to suck, so I decided to go for the next move.

I removed my clothes and stood in front of him in my bra and thongs. While I was adjusting my lehenga, he stepped forward at the right time to touch his cock against my ass cheeks as I leaned forward. Even though I liked the heat of his cock on my ass, I wanted him to stay within his limits.

Me: Enjoyed it? Now take this… (I slapped his erect cock to which he gave a sharp cry). Since you have taken a liberty, I’ll tell my husband to play nude golf over there.

The pervert guy begged me, but I grabbed his cock and diverted his mind. He was staring at my big boobs with desirous intent. I hugged him tightly and pressed his ass cheeks hard so that his erect penis slipped inside the tiny gap between my thighs. He rested his head on my shoulder and his lips were rubbing against my neck.

It felt so good, but I wanted only I to enjoy the moment. I grabbed his leg and with a sudden jolt turned him upside down. He was heavier than me, so I pressed him against the wall to get a better grip.

Me: While I’m playing with your cock, see if you can reach my pussy. You may fail to have fun, but my husband and I aren’t going to miss out on our prey.

I shoved the entire length of his big cock in my mouth and then began to move my lips on it. After coating it with my spit, I began to spread it evenly and slurped hard on the head to give him a pleasurable moment.

While I was enjoying the taste of his cock, the bastard had found a comfortable position from where he was stimulating my pussy. He first pulled the thong on one side and revealed my clean shaved pussy.

After licking it for some time, he started to tongue fuck my pussy. Even he felt my legs shivering with sexual excitement, so I had to get him under control. I slapped his balls and told him only to lick.

Me: Just lick it! Lick it like a dog, understood? What’s this? New message… Your wife is enjoying the pussy fingering session at the moment. My husband says that she is dripping like a bitch.

Me: Alright then, keep fucking my asshole with your tongue. Keep telling me how much you like it, show me that this is the juiciest ass you have sucked so far. Did you get all that? you fucking dog!

The pervert guy kept tongue-fucking my asshole with his tongue. He must have been dehydrated because I wasn’t feeling any sloppiness in his movements. Also, I wanted to take a piss when he approached me with his rude talk.

I got up and turned towards him. His face brightened up as I showed him my pussy. I took it near him so that he could lick it properly that time. While he was licking my pussy with his dried-up tongue, I pushed a gushing stream of hot water out.

He coughed out a few drops which had gone inside his mouth. Then, he closed his eyes and kept his face on the falling stream from my pussy.

Pervert guy: Yes, it feels so good, my mistress. My tongue was craving for liquid and this golden shower is all that it needed. Do it all on my face, my lovely mistress.

Me: Now, you are behaving yourself. I like that! Keep it up and soon, you and your wife will be free. By the way, did I tell you that my husband is having standing sex with your wife at the moment?

His face became serious but then finding himself in such a position, there wasn’t anything else he could have done either. I too decided to hurry up before the gig was revealed.

After a hydrating golden piss shower, I made the pervert guy stand up and told him his next mission. I made him lean against the wall and stood in front of him. The guy was eager to push his cock inside my pussy, but I held it in my hand. I started stroking it and then finally shoved his wet cock inside my slimy vagina.

His hands were still tied up, so he couldn’t have got all the fun.

On the other hand, I grabbed him and pressed his piss covered chest tightly against my naked breasts. He had a tight waistline and I felt its strength as he began to pump his penis inside my pussy. I lifted my leg and was thoroughly enjoying his big cock penetration.

While I was taking the heat off his cock, I saw his wife and the man with whom she had entered the golf course from the bushes come out. She adjusted her panty and lowered her dress after coming out of the bushes. The man was surely not my husband, but she did make out with him in the dark!

They left in different directions, and I could see the woman walking with a typical restlessness in her stance. Her legs were spread a bit more than usual but there was pride in her movements. As soon as she disappeared, I turned the pervert man towards the window and took the support of the wall.

I grabbed his ass cheeks hard because his penetrating movements was becoming harder. There was a temptation to kiss him and moan loudly in excitement, but I held it in.

Me: Even your wife is getting pumped harder there by my husband…Oh! Did that excite you? Then, push it deep, deeper you bastard. Your wife is begging my husband to stop fucking her harder. She doesn’t want her pussy to swell because of all the excitement…

As I kept talking, he got aroused and excited more. Since he couldn’t grab onto me, he put his entire weight on my body while fucking my pussy in a standing position.

After a few minutes, I stood near the window showing him my big ass. He positioned himself behind me and was struggling to find the hole. I then held his penis and inserted it in my pussy.

Me: Do it harder, you pathetic coward! If you don’t fuck me well, then I’ll tell my husband to fuck your wife tomorrow with his friends. Do it! Faster… harder…

The pervert guy was striking his waist hard against my ass cheeks. I had to grab my own breasts and play with them to express my delight over the rough pounding.

Me: My husband is humping your wife on his cock. He tells me that she is moaning like a slut and screaming for more! I doubt whether she will let you fuck tonight. Keep doing it, c’mon!

The pervert guy kept pounding my pussy harder for quite some time. When I noticed him slowing down more than usual, I pulled out his cock and began to stroke it.

Me: Do you like that? Huh? Do you feel like a man now? Remember, while you enjoyed my pussy, your wife too got fucked like a bitch. My husband moved his hands all over her body, but you didn’t even get to touch me. Don’t check out on other people’s wife or else next time your wife might enjoy gangbang sex!

After a few hard strokes, the pervert guy ejaculated thick loads of cum on my hand. I then wiped it clean using his handkerchief.

First, I got dressed and all the while he was staring at my body. I thought it was his perversion, but then I realised that he was scared that I might leave him there naked and with his hands tight.

I untied him and left him there to suffer through the humiliation. After stepping out, I took a deep breath in the fresh air and felt like a changed personality. That was the day, I came to know that there was a dominatrix inside me – a naughty predator hunting for mischievous cocks!

So, any naughty, mischievous cock out there which wants to have a steamy hot sex chat and makes my dominating pussy wet, click here and call me.  Don’t worry, I can please you back in any way you wish! 😉