Author: admin

This story of edging sex is a much shorter version of what I generally post. After a lot of feedback, I wanted to share something about what happened with no previous context. I hope you enjoy it.

This happened about a year and a half ago or so, just before the pandemic hit the city of London. I am working in a corporate IT job with really flexible hours. I met a woman on the Ashley Madison app who surprisingly was not fake.

We started the initial chat and quickly caught on. We were desperate to meet for coffee, which happened in no time. We discussed all the general stuff as we flirted and giggled as two young lovers. But she had completely other intentions, and she didn’t hold back.

She expressed an interest in edging sex. At the time, I was not sure what she wanted. Right then, she invited me to her home, where everything was laid out. Suddenly, I felt I was preyed upon, and it was exciting and equally scary. I was in two minds.

But everything happened so quickly. I was committed to having pleasure with her, and my brain was numb. She was definitely the lioness, and she had found her gazelle. She was going to devour me. She was wearing jeans, and I was in casuals too.

She asked me to make myself comfortable and lead me to her room. It was full of kinky things that I had never seen – from feathers to rigs, rope play to machines. Everything was assorted and had its place. There were various pictures of poses and sexuality depicted all around on the walls.

She came back to the room wearing a black velvet bunny suit that made her look even more gorgeous. She was an older woman (maybe 10 years or so older than me). Salt and pepper hair. Curvy Latina. Very busty and nice big round booty.

A perfect milf, full of life and sparkle in her eyes, and you could tell she wanted to play. We both were desperate and couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We were rubbing our hands gently, looking into each other’s eyes.

We were waiting to see who would make the next move. The lioness or gazelle. I was nervous as hell, I wanted to squeeze her big juicy tits, but she held my hand and allowed me only above her shoulders. She made the first move and came closer.

We started out kissing on her bed. Tongues intertwined as her hands started to wander. Every time my hands tried to wander, she would push them back above my head. She finally told me to stay calm and trust her. She reached behind her pillows for some wrist straps already hooked to her bedposts.

This was the first (and only time since) I’ve dabbled in being submissive. Once my hands were restrained, she went back to kissing me. She was whispering in my ear to stay calm. Relax. Enjoy it.

Her hands wander down to loosen my belt. Unbutton my slacks and slowly pull my zipper down. As she begins to pull both my slacks and boxer briefs down, my already throbbing cock bounces out. She smiles. She looks directly into my eyes and asks if I’m ready. I nervously nod yes, still unable to move my arms.

What proceeds to occur was arguably the most intense 2 hours of my life. Using only her hands and some baby oil, she starts slowly stroking me. Pinching and pulling my foreskin gently and running her fingers on the tip. She was gently scratching all over my thighs and everywhere.

Teasing me with her fingertips and massaging my balls. Then stroking me harder and faster until I feel almost ready to cum. Apparently sensing this almost magically, she stops immediately. Blowing on my cock. Running her fingernails up and down it gently.

She was teasing around it until I calm back down. Then she cupped it with my balls like a small bird, blowing kisses as it shrunk in size. Once I start to soften, she starts again. Over and over and over. My legs were shaking. Toes curled. Entire body quivering.

I have never in my life been brought so close to release, only to be denied. Over. And over. And over. Aching to finish, but her enjoying the control she has over me. As we reach the two-hour mark, she asks if I would like to go back to work now.

I whisper yes but beg her to let me finish. There is no way I can go back like this. Kissing my neck, she whispers, “Don’t worry, Papi, I got you.” Stroking me firm yet gentle, fast yet slow enough to enjoy it. I feel it boiling up inside me.

I’m moaning more than I ever have in my life and squirming on her bed. Legs were shaking beyond my control. “Please…please…please,” I whisper. Completely out of breath. Unable to form any other coherent thoughts. She coaxes me on, “Come on, Papi, cum for me. You earned it.”

Finally, I feel it boiling over, exploding everywhere. Spurt after spurt. Load after load. All over her hands. Her arm. Her face. In her hair. The most I’ve ever cum in my life in one sitting. As the final little bits dribble out, I realize my legs are almost cramping.

A sense of euphoria hits me. Stars/colors flashing before my eyes as I sigh and relax back into her bed. She leaves only to return with a hot towel. She was cleaning me off.

She was helping me get back dressed. I ask if I can see her again as I would love to return the favor. She informs me that she has a girlfriend who is quite adept at taking care of her needs. But I am welcome back anytime if I would like another session.

Apparently, it’s a kink of hers that her GF allows. Safe to say, we met regularly. Each time was more electric and exciting than the last. Sadly she moved out of state when things were relaxed during the pandemic after a year of meeting me.

I have never had another experience like that and am still searching for something as exciting as an edging session.

But happy to hear your feedback and comments. Please write to [email protected]. You can also read my previous story here.

Narrated by Swati

Hello, main aapki nat-khat Swati. Pichle baaraap logo ne dekha ki maa ke na hone par main papa ke mana karne par bhi main unhe lubhane ki apni chal chali. Apni purani school uniform pehan kar unki badmash school girl bankar.

Papa khud ko rok na paye aur mujhe jamkar chode. Bad mein pata chala ki maa mandir se hospital gayi hai. Hamare apartment ki Mishra aunty hospital mein admit thi. Is karan papa aur mere paas ab kafi waqt tha akele ghar mein masti karne ki.

Uss chudayi ke baad main bistar se uthi. Tab sirf school wali skirt thi mere upar. Baki sab to papa ke naam utar chuki thi. Skirt paseene se maili thi to woh bhi nikal pheki aur ek dusri kali rang ki dress pehanli. Kyu ki papa hi the ghar par the to choti se choti dress chunn kar pehan bahar nikli.

Main seedhe kitchen gayi. Waha papa shirt ke sath ab payjama nahi, south filmo ke kisi hero ke tarah lungi pehne hue the.

Main unhe dekh hass padi aur boli: Hahaha, papa ye kya?

Papa khana garm kar rahe the. Woh palat meri dress mein upar se neeche ek bar dekh bole: Tumhare paas hamesha aise hi kapde hote hai kya?

Main: Ab papa aap sath ho to sochi yahi sahi rahega. Waise aap kyu lungi pehne hue hai, hahaha!

Papa: Ab jaise tum boli. Ab tumhare sath hun to socha yahi sahi hai, hahaha!

Papa poore badal chuke the. Pahle papa thode sharmate the, ya mujhe rokte the par ab aisa lag raha tha mano papa bhi poori masti mein rahna chahte hai.

Tab main papa ke paas jakar boli: Hmmm achcha hai waise. Zyada jhanjhat nahi hogi.

Woh: Kyu?

Main unki lungi ke upar sahlati hui boli: Isse bahar nikalne mein, hahaha!

Papa muskurate hue bole: Tumhare bhi kapde achche hai.

Main lungi ke sath unke lund ko pakad poochi: Kyu?

Woh apne ek hath aage badaye aur mere dress ke neeche se meri choot par le gaye aur bole: Ye…
Jaise hi woh jane ki maine panti nahi pehni hai to woh bole: Oh ho! Ye to aur asaan ho gaya.

Papa ek hath se kadhayi mein khana garam karte hue kadchi hila rahe the. To dusre hath se mere kapde mein meri choot ko sahla rahe the. Main bhi papa ke lungi ke chor ko kheechti hui use khol nikali aur peeche hat gayi.

Papa sirf shirt pehne neeche poore nange tanne lund ke sath kitchen mein khade bole: Are pagal ladki… do idhar.

Main lungi ko hath mein gola kar lappet peeche jaati hui boli: Hahaha, aaiye. Le lijiye, aaiye aaiye papa, hahaha!

Woh stove ko band kiye aur mere taraf aane lage. Main sofe par jakar peet ke bal gir padi. Aur jangho ko faila kar apni choot dikhakar boli: Lungi chahiye ya…!

Papa meri jangho ke beech akar apne lund ko meri choot par lagaye aur andar ghusate hue bole: Abhi to ye chahiye!

Main: Ahhh! Mujhe bhi!

Agle aadhe ghante papa ne mujhe firse choda aur main maze leti hui jam kar chudwayi. Kabhi sofe par leta kar to kabhi mujhe ghutno par baitha kar meri choot ko apne sakt lund se ragad kar chode.

Is chudayi ke baad hamne tay kiya ki hum khana kha le. Khana khate waqt bhi maine papa ko unki lungi nahi di. Main aur papa ek dusre ke samne bilkul besharam the. Akhir papa mere hisaab se mere laayak aadmi bann hi chuke the.

Khana khane ke baad main aur papa milkar bartan dhoye. Main to bas papa ko ched rahi thi kaam wahi kar rahe the. Papa ko ab bhi unki lungi wapas nahi di thi. Aksar main apni hath unke gand par salakar unhe chedti. Par papa kuch na bolte bas muskura dete.

Kaam khatm kar papa bole: Chalo, ho gaya.

Papa living ko jane lage to main bhi unke peeche jaati hui boli: To… ab…

Papa bole: Ab main chala araam karne.

Main aankh maarti hui boli: Aapke room ya mere room.

Papa muskuraye aur bole: Firse?

Main apne muh mein ungli kaat boli: Maa ko… aane mein… time hai papa… to…

Papa mujhe meri baah se pakad mere room ko lejate hue bole: To fir chalo…

Aur fir main aur papa mere room mein mere bistar par shuru hogaye. Aaj ki hamari chaothi chudayi karne. Papa ne mujhe kafi der tak choda. Ek baat papa ki to manni padegi, 50 ke the par unki chodne ki takat apaar thi. Ya shayad itne saal unke andar ka mard soya pada tha jise maine jaga di thi.

Kareeb aadhe ghante chodne ke baad hum 15–20-minute araam kiye. Papa nange pade hue the aur main unke seene par. Main sar uthakar unhe dekh boli: Aap thak gaye kya?

Papa: Hmm… kyu?

Main: 3:30 ho gaye. Maa kab ayegi boli?

Papa: Yahi 4 ya 4:30 tak.

Main tab unke seene par ungli pherti hui boli: Hmmm… tab tak kya kare hum?

Papa mujhe dekh muskuraye aur bole: Ek aur baar kare kya?

Main: Yes!

Aur fir main papa ke upar chadi aur hum firse kaam pe lag gaye. Is tarah papa mujhe aaj subah se paanch baar chod chuke the. Aur fir hum kuch der aram kar rahe the jab doorbell baji.

Main turant uth kar time dekhi to 4:30 baj rahe the. Papa hadbadate hue uthe aur bole: Uff bhool gaya. Tumhari maa hogi. Tum jakar darwaza kholo.

Woh nange the aur apni shirt aur lungi samet kar mere room se ghabraate hue bhage. Main uthi apni dress wapas pehni aur baal theek kar bahar gayi. Waha jakar darwaze ke paas khadi rahi kuch pal taaki papa ko time mile kapde pehanne ka.

Fir darwaza kholi to samne maa nahi, Ashok uncle khade the, papa ke office ke dost. Mujhe dekh woh ek bar mujhe upar neeche dekhe aur fir bole: Aaa… are Swati beta.

Main muskurati hui boli: Hello, Namaste uncle.

Ashok uncle: Papa hai?

Main: Haan haina, aaiye andar.

Main darwaza poora kholi aur woh andar ghuse par wahi darwaze ke paas khade rahe. Main darwaza band ki aur boli: Andar baithiye main bulati hun unko.

Ashok uncle: Woh soya hua hai kya?

Main: Nahi abhi shayad uthe hue hai.

Main unko baithne ko bol papa ke kamre ke taraf gayi. Main tirchi nazar se dekh sakti thi ki Ashok uncle peeche se mere taraf hi dekh rahe hai. Shayad peeche se meri tango ko ghoor rahe the.

Mujhe ye baat ajeeb lagi. Woh mujhe apni beti samaan hi maante hai. Main papa ko boli: Ashok uncle aaye hai.

Papa shirt ki button dalte hue bole: Haan theek hai aata hun. Tum zara chai rakh do.

Main waha se nikli to uncle ki nazar mujhpar firse padi to main boli: Aa rahe hai.

Main kitchen ko chali gayi par mere chup chup nazar is baat ko paakadli. Uncle ki chhupi nazre bhi mere taraf thi aaj. Shayad mere kapdo ke karan ho. Isse pahle bhi uncle mahine mein ek do baar aate hi hai. Lekin aaj unki dekhne mein kuch alag hi tha.

Itne mein papa kamre se nikle to uncle unko dekh bole: Abhi tak taiyaar nahi hue kya?

Papa: Taiyar? kyu?

Main unki baate sunti hui kitchen mein chai ke liye pani rakh rahi thi.

Ashok uncle: Are phone kiya tha tumhe, tum uthaye nahi the to message kiya tha.

Papa uncle ke bagal wale sofe par baith phone uthakar dekh bole: Kya message kiye the?

Ashok uncle: Club mein chalne ke liye.

Papa aksar apne umar ke dosto ke sath yaha club jaate hai chuttiyo ke din. Waha woh taash khelte hai aur kabhi kabhar thodi drinks bhi karte hai.

Papa: Are maine dekha nahi.

Ashok uncle: Are yaar tum bhi na. Woh log waha pahunchenge 5 baje tak, main tumhe lene aaya hun.

Papa ek bar mere taraf dekhe, main bhi unhi ko dekh rahi thi, aur fir papa uncle se bole: Who… aaj pata nahi aa apunga ya nahi.

Ashok uncle bole: Are, kya hua? Kal office mein to plan tumne hi banaya tha.

Papa: Haan par… woh… woh Swati ki maa nahi haina yaha abhi.

Ashok uncle: Are haan, bhabhi ji kaha hai?

Papa: Woh hospital gayi hai ek baar phone karta hun use.

Ashok uncle: Hospital? Kya hua?

Papa maa ko call karne lage aur uncle se bole: Nahi nahi, use kuch nahi hua. Woh hamari pados ki ek mahila hai woh hospital mein admit hui hai, unhe dekhne gayi hai.

Papa phone lekar kitchen ko aane lage. Mere paas aate hi woh phone par maa se baat karne lage aur main unki baato ko sunti hui chai banane lagi. 2-minute maa se baat karne ke baad papa thode pareshan lag rahe the.

Main: Maa kya boli?

Itne mein Ashok uncle kitchen mein aate hue bole: Kya baat hui bhabhi ji se, tum club aaoge ya nahi?

Papa: Are Ashok, ek dikkat aa gayi.

Ashok uncle: Kya hua?

Papa: Woh iski maa bol rahi hai ki woh aaj hospital mein hi rahegi.

Main: Kyu?

Papa bole: Woh Mishra aunty ko abhi 2-3 din hospital mein hi rahna hogi.

Ashok uncle: Kya hua unko?

Papa: Are chaati mein dard tha aur unke bachche Australia mein hai. To woh itni jaldi yaha aa nahi sakte. Shayad iski maa ko hi rahni padegi unke sath.

Ashok uncle: Are, ye to kafi takleef ho gayi bhabhi ji ko.

Papa: Takleef to hai lekin, ek umar mein insaan hi insaan ke kaam aata hai na.

Ashok uncle: Haan, woh baat to hai. To tum aaj nahi aa rahe ho club haina?

Papa: Haan woh tum akele hi chal jao aaj. Mujhe ek bar hospital jakar aana padega. Kuch badalne ko kapde aur paise dene jana hai use.

Ashok uncle: Kab tak aoge?

Papa: Yahi ek aad ghante mein.

Ashok uncle: Uske baad to time haina.

Papa: Haan hai par, iski maa yaha nahi haina ab. Club mein hum late ho gaye to ye yaha akeli pad jayegi na?

Ashok uncle: Are haan, woh bhi baat hai.

Ye kahte waqt uncle ek bar mere taraf dekhe. Aur bijli ki rafter se unki nazar neeche meri tango ke taraf jakar wapas aayi.

Ashok uncle: To tum ek kaam karona, jakar aajao jaldi. Waise bhi mujhe tumhare bina jaane ka bhi mann nahi.

Papa: Are woh kyu tum hi to abhi bechain the jane ke liye?

Ashok uncle: Haan yaar par tum to jaante ho na. Tum nahi hote to woh dono har game mein mujhe hara dete hai, hahaha.

Papa has pade aur bole: Hahaha, woh to hai, to fir kya karoge tum?

Ashok uncle: Tum abhi bhabhi ji ko jo zarurat hai woh dekar aao jaldi. Main yaha wait karunga. Swati beti ko bhi akele rahna nahi padega.

Papa ek baar meri taraf dekhe. Mujhe thodi ajeeb lag rahi thi ki uncle ke dimag mein aaj kuch to chal raha hai. Isse jaanne ki utsukta mujhme badh rahi thi.

Main: Haan papa aap jakar jaldi aao, uncle haina yaha. Aap chai pee kar maa ko jaldi samaan sab de aao. Aap taiyaar ho jaiye tab tak chai ban jayegi.

Papa kitchen se nikal kar apne kamre ko chale gaye. Par uncle mere sath hi kitchen mein the. Main samne dekh chai bana rahi thi. Aur woh mere peeche, yakeenan unki nazar mujhpar hi honi chahiye thi.

Ye soch main turant palti aur poochi: Aap cheeni kam lenge ya normal.

Aur theek waisa hi hua, woh mujhe peeche se meri gori pradarshit tango ko ghoor rahe the.

Ashok uncle: Aaa… normal beta… hahaha, mujhe shakkar ki koi bimari nahi.

Main: Haan woh to dikh hi raha hai.

Ashok uncle: Ehhh, kaise?

Main muskurati hui boli: Aap ab bhi itne young jo dikhte ho uncle.

Uncle sharmate hue hase aur bole: Hahaha, woh beta roz subah kasrat karta hun, walk pe jata hoona usi liye.

Main: Oho, subah kasrat aur sham ko club mein daaru to fir kya faayda?

Uncle: Are nahi, hahaha, roz kaha koi peeta hai, bas chuttiyo ke din kabhi kabhi.

Tabhi papa apne kamre se bahar aane lage aur main chai ko nikalne lagi. Papa ko aate dekh uncle bhi living mein unke sath jakar baith gaye. Main chai cup mein lekar unko jakar dene lagi.

Papa ek taraf the to dusri taraf uncle. To jab main papa ko chai de rahi thi to main jaanbooch kar thodi zyada jhuki. Taaki peeche se uncle ko utsuk nazare de doon, jo woh chhup chhup kar taadna chahte hai.

Main apni bhi chai lekar aayi aur papa se poochi: Sab le liye na papa?

Papa: Haan kapde le liye hai, cash ATM se nikalke de dunga usko.

Ashok uncle: Ek kaam karo, tumhari gadi to andar basement mein lagi hui hogi na. Meri bahar hi lagi hui hai, le jao.

Papa: Haan haan, sahi hai, time bach jayegi meri.

Uncle papa ko apni gadi ki chabi de diye. Jaldi hi papa ne chai khatm ki aur bole: Chalo main jakar aata hun.

Ye kah kar papa uthe, uncle baithe apni chai pee hi rahe the to main papa ko chorne darwaze tak gayi.

Darwaza khol kar papa bahar nikal pooche: Sham ko khana banaenge ya bahar se kuch lena hai?

Main dheemi awaaz mein boli: Bahar se le lenge kuch, time kiske paas hai khana bananeka.

Papa: Ehh, matlab?

Main: Offo papa… samjhona… ab maa kuch din nahi hai… hamare paas bohut time hai.

Papa muskura diye ye sunkar to main aage boli: Full day and night wali match khelenge, hahaha!

Papa: Shhh… chup… jakar aata hun.

Papa jaldi se nikal pade aur main darwaza band ki aur andar living room ko chali gayi. Uncle ke bagal wale sofe par apni tange achche se dikhati hui baith boli: TV dekhenge aap?

Ashok uncle: Haan… laga do.

Main TV mein kuch gane wale channel laga kar chor di. Kuch der baad main uncle se boli: Waise uncle aap log club mein kya khelte ho?

Ashok uncle: Rummy khelte hai, kabhi kabhi teen patti.

Main: Woh kya hota hai?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, ab woh kaise samjhaun bina taash ke patto ke.

Main: Haina, papa ke paas hai. Aap sikhaoge mujhe?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, tumhare papa mujhe laat marenge.

Main: Offo… aisa kuch nahi hai, main choti thi to papa ke sath khelti bhi thi.

Main uthi aur unke samne se hoti hui papa ke kamre ko jane lagi. Papa ke kamre se taash ke patto ki 2 gaddi nikali aur uncle ke paas wapas gayi.

Main wapas apne jagah baith boli: Ye lijiye uncle.

Ashok uncle: Lao, tum yaha aa jao na beta mere paas, samjha deta hun.

Main uncle ke paas baith gayi, apni gori chikni janghe unke pant ke upar se unki jangh se sata kar.

Ashok uncle: To kya seekhna hai, rummy ya teen patti?

Main: Hmmm… jo aapko sahi lage.

Ashok uncle: Achcha chalo to rummy jo hum aksar khelte hai woh sikhata hun.

Iske baad agle 10-15 minute uncle mujhe rummy khel ke niyam kaayde sikhane lage.

Ashok uncle: To ye ho gaya set… raja, rani aur ekka!

Main: Par pahle to aapne kaha raja rani mantri hai set.

Ashok uncle: Haan woh bhi hai, ise line se dekhona aise.

Main: Hmmm theek hai theek hai, matlab ye raja sahi aadmi nahi.

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, kyu?

Main: Dekho na kaise apni rani ko mantri aur ekka ke sath chipakne deta hai, hahaha!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, ye to bass taash hai beta. Chalo to ab ek khel khele?

Main: Haan chaliye daliye patta.

Uncle mere aur apne liye tash ke patte dalne lage. Par woh ye nahi bole ab tak ki main ab door baithu. Hamne apne patte liye aur fir rummy ka khel shuru kiye.

Main: Hmmm… mere paas 3 patte 10 ke hai uncle, kya woh set hai?

Uncle: Hahaha, are beta batao mat mujhe, haan woh triplet hai.

Fir kuch der yoon hi hum tash ke patte dalte aur kheechte rahe. Aur fir beech mein woh ek baar mere patto ki aor dekhe to main boli: Hey! Cheater uncle, aap mere patto ko kyu dekh rahe hai.

Ashok uncle: Maine nahi dekha, sachme.

Main: Aap jhoot bol rahe ho, apne dekh liya.

Ashok uncle: Ab itne paas baithi ho, main to sar bhi ghumaun to tum yahi kahogi.

Main ise achcha maoka samajh sofe ke ek kone par peet tika kar unke taraf dekh baith gayi. Isse 2 baate hui, ek ki woh ab mere patte nahi dekh sakte the. Aur dusri ki woh mere taraf dekhte to mere samne se woh mere choti dress ke andar jhaank sakte the.

Ham khelne lage aur kuch der main apni janghe chipka kar hi baithi. Aur fir anjaan banti hui khel ke beech apni jangho ko thodi si khol di. Kuch hi second baad uncle mere taraf dekh bole: Mera to khel khatm hone wala hai, bass ye ek…

Achanak se woh bolna rok diye. Main unhe apne hath mein pakde patto ke upar se dekhi to unki nazar neeche meri god ke taraf thi. Main patto ke neeche se apni god ke taraf dekhi to pata chala.

Mere baith ke hilne dhulne se ab meri dress ka nichla hissa kafi upar aa chuki thi. Kyu ki maine andar panty nahi pehni thi to saaf pata chal gayi mujhe ki kya dekh kar unki bolti band hui hai. Main apni jangho ko thodi aur kholti hui boli: Haan uncle kya bole aap?

Ashok uncle: Aaa… woh… woh mein kya bol raha tha?

Main hasti hui boli: Hahaha! Kya hua uncle aap aise ghabra kyu rahe hai, lagta hai ki aap haarne wale ho!

Uncle turant nazar hata liye, kuch bole nahi bas muskurate hue khelne lage. Main waisi hi unke taraf hokar baithi rahi. Jab main chup kar dekhi to unki tatolti nazar kabhi udhar kabhi idhar aur fir meri jangho ke beech dekhti.

Unko aise mujhe chup chup kar dekh mujhe bhi halki uttejna ho rahi thi. Ashok uncle mujhe kabhi is tareeke se nahi dekha karte the. Par aaj shayad woh pahli baar aise dekh rahe the aur ye baat soch mujhe kafi maza aa rahi thi.

Thodi der aur aur fir uncle card rakh kar bole: Rummy!

Main: Kya?

Ashok uncle: Ho gaya mera rummy, jeet gaya main, hahaha!

Main apni janghe thodi aur kholti hui boli: Hmmm, woh aap dekh rahe the meri, warna main jeet jaati!

Ashok uncle: Tu… tumhari kya?

Main: Mere patte aur kya, dekhe the na, warna main jeet jaati.

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, nahi nahi, maine nahi dekhi thi.

Main: Achcha, chaliye ek aur baar.

Uncle patte samet kar phetne lage aur bole: Waise jeetne par mujhe to kuch nahi mila.

Main apni janghe kholti aur band karti hui hilati hui unhe dekh boli: Kya chahiye… boliye!

Woh mujhe dekhe aur fir meri band aur khulti jangho ke beech aur fir turant mujhe dekh bole: Hahaha, nahi… kuch nahi chahiye abhi.

Main: To kya aap log club paise lagake khelte ho?

Ashok uncle: Nahi nahi bilkul nahi. Club mein paise laga kar khelna mana hai. Par daaw lagti hai. Jaise agle din office ka chai, khane ka kharcha haarne wala uthata hai.

Main: Aur aap kah rahe the ki aap papa ke bina haar jaate ho. To fir abhi kaise jeete… matlab aapne mere patte dekhe the… haina… tabhi jeete aap!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, nahi nahi. Woh club mein thodi peene ke baad main bahak jata hun, hahaha, fir 6 mujhe 9 dikhte hai.

Main hasti hui boli: Hahaha, tab to aapko kuch pilana padega mujhse haarne ke liye.

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, tumse to peekar bhi jeet jaunga. Tum is khel mein mere samne bachche ho!

Main: Oh! Challenge kar rahe hai aap?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, agar kiya to kya? Drink kaha se laogi?

Main: Agar laadi to?

Ashok uncle: Kaha se?

Main uth kar khadi hui aur boli: Aisa hai to aap card dalo main abhi laati hun.

Woh mujhe hairani se dekhne lage ki main kaha se laungi. Main papa ke kamre mein gayi aur unke halmari mein scotch ki bottle e lekar bahar aa kar boli: Ye dekho uncle?

Uncle sar utha kar mujhe aur mere hath mein bottle dekh khushi se bole: Ye kaha se?

Main: Papa ki halmari mein mili, hahaha.

Ashok uncle: Are baba, woh gussa to nahi karega.

Main bottle dikhati hui boli: Offo, khuli hui bottle hai, thodi nikal ke utna pani bhar ke rakh dungi, hahaha!

Main kitchen ko gayi aur ek glass mein aadhi sharab daali aur aadhi paani aur uncle ko jakar dekar boli: Ye lijiye, ab zara peekar mujhe hara kar dikhaiye.

Uncle glass lekar ek sip piye aur aankhe nechod kar bole: Are baapre… ye tumne kitna daal diya!

Main: Woh mujhe nahi pata kitna milate hai.

Uncle: Huff… koi baat nahi…

Uncle fir patte bante aur main wapas apni jagah par baith gayi waisi hi apni janghe failakar unhe dikhati hui. Waqt ke sath dheere dheere unka aankh laal hone laga aur unki nazar kuch zyada hi mere taraf aane lagi.

Ye dekh main turant apne haato mein pakde taash ke patto ko dheel di aur sare paate meri god mein gir padi.

Main: Uff… aap kaise itne patte ek sath pakadte ho?

Patte seedhe meri phaili jangho ke beech meri choot ke aas paas giri hui thi. Aur woh us taraf dekhne lage jab main apne hath se apni choot dhak kar boli: Hey, aap kya dekh rahe ho?

Uncle achanak se ghabra uthe aur bole: Nahi, maine nahi dekha main bas…

Main: Mere patto ko mat dekho, cheater.

Tab jakar shayad uncle ko rahat mili ki main tash ke patto ko dekhne ki baat kar rahi hun. Woh nazar hata liye aur main jhoota gussa dikhati hui apne paate sameti kar sofe par aur peeche hokar baithi.

Apni janghe is baar poori khol di, tango ko mod apni god mein patto ko chupati hui boli: Hmm ab jitna chahe dekho aap… mere patte nahi dikhenge.

Ispar woh mere taraf dekhe aur apni nashe mein laal aankho ke sath mere kapde ke andar meri khuli choot ko dekhne lage. Main unhe is tarah dekhte dekh sochne lagi ki dekho aur jee bhar ke dekho meri choot.

Woh choot jise mere papa subah se aapke aane tak bar-bar chod rahe the. Aur maa ke naa hone ke karan kya pata ab aaj aur kya kya hone wali thi.

To be continued.

Hi! You can call me V. I am 21 years old, 5’11 in height, well built, a 6″ dick, black hair, and brown eyes. I wear specs.

This is the story about how I lost my virginity to my hot and fat tuition mate.

This was back when I was in college. I had taken commerce, so naturally, I was enrolled in a class. It was a small batch of about 8 people in a small room. On my first day, I saw a familiar face. The heroine of this story. Her name was Nidhi (name changed).

Nidhi truly was a bombshell. She was 5’4, her figure was 34-32-38. She was nice and curvy, enough to make any guy hard. She had long brownish-black hair which reached her lower back, and it was always in a bun. She wore round specs and used to wear tight jeans (or yoga pants when it was the evening batch) and t-shirts which highlighted those big boobs. She had curves and fat in all the right places.

Coming back to the story, she was a familiar face as we were in the same division in our college. Although we never spoke or anything, I felt relieved that there was someone from my college. I sat next to her and introduced myself. (My hot tuition mate was wearing tight jeans, a purple long-sleeved t-shirt and her hair was in a tight bun.)

V: Hi! I am V, I am pretty sure we are in the same division, right?

Nidhi: Hey! I am Nidhi, and yes, we are. Good to see someone from the college.

V: Haha yes. And you are the accounts topper, so I have got extra help!

Nidhi: Haha sureeee.

In days to come, we became good friends. I never thought of her in any other way. She was brilliant in studies, funny, and no doubt, sexy as hell.

One day in the evening batch, she sat down next to me, and I noticed that her hair was open in a bun, covering her neck.

V: Open hair ha today? Not the usual bun? What’s the matter, haha.

Nidhi: Noo nothing. Acually, I guess I can tell you, nobody’s here right now.

My beautiful tuition mate moved her hair back, and I saw a big hickey on her neck. I was shocked! This nerdy girl turned out to be a complete freak.

V: That’s..who gave you that??

Nidhi: You know Anubhav? Well, we’re kind of seeing each other. Not exactly dating but..we made out before I came here.

V: Oooo got a boyfriend then.

I teased her a bit.

A few days later, she didn’t come to the class. I called her up. She didn’t pick up the first 2 times. On the third time, she picked up but was crying. At once I went to her society and called her down.

Nidhi was wearing her yoga pants and a sweatshirt. We were sitting on her garden bench and I asked, “What’s the matter, did something happen?”

She told me that Anubhav had a girlfriend already, and was just using her. I put my arm around her and held her close. I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine. No one said anything.

All of a sudden, my hot tuition mate came on to me and kissed me. I pulled back. I never thought of her in this way. But right then, she felt like the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I hesitated, but then held her face and started kissing her passionately.

After about 10-15 minutes, we broke the kiss. “I know a place,” she told me and guided me to an old abandoned room in her society. It was hot and she was sweating. I hugged her tightly. Our heartbeats were in sync. I licked her neck, tasted her sweat, and bit her tightly.

“Aahhhhhhh..you asshole, why did you bite me” she exclaimed.

“To show everyone that you’re mine, and mine alone” I replied. And kissed her again, with force, my hands were in her bun, and I loosened it. I was squeezing the hot college girl’s big ass. She kissed me back with equal passion. We then broke the kiss, because both of us were getting late to go home.

We texted that night, we confessed that we liked each other. I was looking forward to the next day.

When we met in college the next day, she looked gorgeous, with long open hair, covering the big hickey I gave her. We sat on the last bench, and all day long, she kept her hand on my crotch, edging me, giving me a slow but pleasurable handjob!

We made a plan to bunk the class that day. It was a Friday and my house was free for the weekend. We directly went home after our college ended at 11:00 am. All the while in the rickshaw, I was squeezing Nidhi’s big tits. I was excited to finally see them.

Even in the lift, we were kissing each other.

When I closed the door, I pushed Nidhi against the wall. I held her hands and kissed her like crazy. I turned her around, moved her long hair aside and licked her nape and neck. “Uffff ahhhhhhh” she was moaning a lot.

I lifted her, made her wrap her legs around my waist. We sat on my bed, looking into other’s eyes. She removed my t-shirt and I removed hers. And then I saw those big boobs. I buried my face in them, I sucked them, licked her sweaty cleavage, bit her big boobs, and finally tore off her bra. She was moaning very loudly. Her long hair was covering me.

“You love them, don’t you?” she said coyly. My only reply was biting her hard stiff nipples. I licked her boobs, then made my way to her navel. I licked it, bit it. And finally removed her yoga leggings. She was feeling shy.

I took a step back and admired my fat friend. She was gorgeous, curvy, sweaty, her long hair all messy and damp. She walked to the edge of the bed and removed my pants. She looked at me as my hard dick came out. She bit her lips.

My hot tuition mate kept on looking into my eyes as she pulled the foreskin back, and licked the head. Fuck, it was a sight to see.

Then she took my cock inside her mouth. I was moaning. Her mouth felt so good. Her tongue was swirling around my cock, she was spitting, and sucking. I held her hair tightly and deepthroated her as I came inside her mouth.

Her eyes were watering and she was choking. I took my dick out. She was a pro for someone who gave a blowjob for the first time.

“Mmmmmm that was tasty honey,” she said. That drove me crazy and I pushed her onto the bed. I parted her legs and stuck my face in between them. I bit her inner thighs, then her clit and then finally entered my tongue in her warm wet pussy. She held my hair and was moaning uncontrollably.

I licked her pussy faster and faster, I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I licked her. She closed her legs and suffocated me with her big thighs as I licked her faster and faster and finally she came hard, she quivered, moaned loudly but I kept on licking her.

Her love juices were tasty. I came up and kissed her again. I turned her, moved her damp hair ahead and licked her sweaty back. I hugged her and kissed her forehead.

As we were sweaty, we decided to have a hot shower. She tied her hair into a loose bun and my sexy curvy babe stepped into the shower. I started the shower and we started to get wet. The sexy college babe took the soap and started soaping me up. She held my cock in her hands and cleaned it. She washed my chest and kissed my nipples too.

Now, It was my turn. I turned her around and opened her bun with my mouth. “Ufffff..” she moaned as her hair came down. I got her wet. And boy, it was a sight to see.

I hugged her from behind as I soaped her boobs, I squeezed them, pinched her nipples and kissed her ears. I moved her hair ahead and washed her back. I was getting hard and I kept my big cock on her ass. I squeezed her ass tightly.

“I want you in me..” she said. Without another word, I rubbed my cock on her pussy. “Mmmmm..What are you waiting for baby, put it innnn..”

I grabbed her by her long wet hair and kissed her, and I tried to enter her. She was very very tight. I applied more force, and I went all in. She screamed hard, I waited, and that was when I saw the blood. She was a virgin..like me.

I looked at my fat friend and kissed her. I started fucking her slowly, squeezing her boobs, kissing her, licking her. She started to moan as well. We were looking at each other, enjoying each other as I started to thrust harder. She held me tight and moaned loudly.

I grabbed her hair and spanked in that big ass. She was moaning and moaning until I had to kiss her to shut her up. I turned her around and picked her up. I hugged her tightly and I entered her again. She screamed. But I kissed her.

We hugged tightly, her boobs getting crushed against my body. I thrust harder and harder. Her hair was covering us both completely. “Babyyyy, I am closeeee” she said. I increased my speed, I was close too. I

laid her down on the bathroom floor. We started fucking in missionary. Her legs were wrapped around me. Her hair was a mess, but I held it tightly as I fucked my hot tuition mate. I pumped her pussy faster and faster, tore it apart. I whispered in her ear, “You’re mine and only mine. You’re my bitch.”

“Yes ye-es fuckkkk, I am yoursss” she screamed.

We looked into each other’s eyes as we both came, I kept pumping till I emptied all my cum in her, and she kept on quivering.

We then hugged tightly, we got up, kissed each other. We washed each other in the warm shower and just held each other. I caressed her wet body, kissed her wet hair, licked it, then we hugged each other again under the shower.

“I love you..” Nidhi said to me. In reply, I kissed her again.

And that was our first ever fuck. We fucked many times after that. She was my long-haired, curvy little bitch.

I hope you enjoyed this one and I’ll tell you guys more about our adventures in the stories to come. But, for now, bye! And stay fucking.

This is my first ever story, so if you have any feedback or want to connect with me, [email protected] is my address.

Hi everyone, this is Romil again with another BDSM story. This story is about a girl who read my story and sent me an email giving feedback. She is submissive and wanted to try something new. Her name is Cherry.

So, let’s start with the story.

I got an email from a girl named Cherry and she introduced herself as a 20-year-old girl studying in Hyderabad. We talked for a week, shared pictures and I told her about my dominating nature. She was happy and wanted to try different things. She had fantasies of getting tied up on the bed and receive pain along with pleasure. We decided to meet and booked a hotel.

Present Day:

I saw her getting out of a cab and she was nowhere looking like a college girl. Her figure was not perfect but she had the body of a 30-year-old woman with big hanging boobs and a huge ass. She was fair in complexion and was wearing red lipstick. I was stunned and already started imagining her without clothes.

My submissive female reader came to me and stood in front of me and her big boobs were in front of my eyes. Without caring about the surrounding, I grabbed her boobs and gave a hard press!

She tapped on my hand and said, “Everyone is already watching me and you are touching me in public?! Let’s go to the room and you can use my body as you like.”

She was right, everyone was staring at her body. I stood up, grabbed her waist and went to the counter. We took the keys and went to the room.

As soon we entered the room, I pulled her hair and pinned her towards the wall. She was smiling and wanted to hug me but I slapped her hard and took her hands up in the air. I went near to her neck and started running my tongue around her neck. She started breathing heavily and was biting her lips.

I cupped her face and told, “Your lips are mine to bite, I’ll chew them until they are swollen.” She kept looking at my face and replied, “Yes sir, I’m all yours”.

I went back to her neck and started giving gentle bites and in no time, I was able to see marks around her neck. She was such a delicate beauty.

I moved back and sat on the bed. I asked her to strip and do a dance for me. She didn’t utter a single word and started stripping by moving her hips and hands in the air. I was so mesmerized by seeing such a beauty in front of me.

I asked her to crawl towards me and lick my feet. She did the same and started crawling like a dog with her tongue out. She came near to me and licked my feet and started sucking my toe. By seeing her sucking skills, I was pretty sure that she will make me cum in few minutes.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her on the bed. She was lying on the bed completely naked watching me with lust in her eyes. I ordered her to turn back and tied her hands and legs to the four corners of the bed.

I removed my shirt and pulled a cane from the bag. I climbed on her and started kissing her back. Cherry was moaning slowly and was shivering as I was coming down from her back to ass. I gave a bite and started eating her ass.

I licked my hot story reader’s ass for 10 minutes while fingering her pussy. Now she was moaning loud and trying to free her hands from ropes. She was begging me not to stop and finger her ass as well but I denied it and continued eating her ass.

After a few minutes, she came with a huge load and my hand was dripping with her thick white cum. She was calmed down and was breathing heavily. I took my hands near to her face and asked to clean my hand.

She started sucking my fingers and licked my hand completely like a hungry dog. She said, “No one ever licked her ass and gave her an orgasm like this before.” She was thanking me and kissing my hand. I told her, “It was just a start and now when you have experienced pleasure, let me take you to through the pain.”

I climbed down from the bed, grabbed my cane, and gave a hard hit on her ass. The whole room was echoed with her cry. I asked her, “How many hits do you want on her ass?” She was still in shock from the pain of a single hit.

I raised my voice and asked her again, “HOW MANY HITS YOU WILL TAKE ON YOUR ASS BITCH?” She turned her head towards me and asked for 20 hits on her ass and 20 hits on her back. She wanted her whole back and ass covered with marks so that every time she sits or leans towards the wall, she should get my picture in her head.

I asked her to keep her head straight and get ready for the spanks. I started hitting her ass and she kept on shouting more harder, “Mark your territory on my body, I am all yours.”

With every shot, I used to increase my force and she kept on counting each spank loudly. After 20 hits on her ass and back, I went to her and kissed her forehead.

“You are such a good obedient slut”. She turned her head towards me. She had long tears in her eyes but a big smile on her face.

“Thank you, sir, you are the best. I want to serve you permanently, don’t let me go anywhere and use me as you like.”

I kissed her lips and untied the hands and legs. I pulled her towards me and gave her a warm hug. She was holding me like a little child.

I don’t know when I slept but when I woke up, I saw her between my legs. She was sucking my dick and I had no idea since how long she was doing it.

When I started moaning, she understood that I was awake and she took my dick completely to her throat while staring at me. I closed my eyes and started enjoying the warmth of her throat. Cherry was such a pro in sucking dick that without a gag she kept my dick in her throat for a minute.

I was about to cum but I didn’t want to cum in her mouth so I pulled her towards me and started kissing her lips. We kissed for 5 minutes and she said, “I want to taste your cum, please cum in my mouth.” I said no and turned her around.

I climbed on her and started sucking her nipples and pushed my dick into her pussy with one stroke without giving her notice. Her eyes were wide open and a loud moan was left from her mouth. She dug her nails on my back and held me tightly.

I started moving my hips and started fucking my submissive female reader’s pussy. She grabbed my hair and started kissing and biting my lips. She was an early-cummer, she came within a minute of fucking.

I pulled her legs up in the air increased my speed. Now I was fucking her hard and she kept on moaning and every other minute, she was shouting, “I’m cumming..I’m cumming..”

After 10 minutes of fucking her in the missionary position, I was about to cum and told her, “I will cum in your pussy.”

She stopped her moans and saw me with a shock. To my surprise, she held my face tight and said, “CUM IN ME, BREED MY PUSSY WITH YOUR CUM.”

I was so happy hearing these words and increased my speed. I started fucking her like a bull and she was scratching my back. Her hips were jumping with my every stroke.

After a minute of hard fuck, I came and released a heavy load of sperm in her pussy. I was out of breath and fall on her. She held me tight and said, “This was the best fuck of my life. Thank you for breeding me, I will never forget this.”

She fell asleep holding me and I was watching her beautiful face. She was such a beautiful creation of God. I kissed her forehead and went to take shower.

After my shower, I woke her up and asked her to get ready. We went for dinner and came back to the room. That night, I fucked her 3 times and gave her another 60 spanks on her ass and feet. Her whole body was covered in marks but there was a big smile on her face.

I hope you liked this story. I would be happy to get feedback from you all and if you want to have a session with me, you can write me on [email protected]

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

Ashok almost passed out while jogging with Savita. He only joined her this one time, but what he saw was enough to drive him mad! Savita had too many fit and athletic young men around her at all times.

They sniffed around her, and it made him feel self-conscious about his fitness. He kept picturing their young cocks penetrating Savita’s tight body, and it was too much for him.

He needed to find a way to keep Savita at home. But also give her a new routine for her daily workout. Savita was busy talking to another one of her fellow ‘admirers,’ so she didn’t even bother to look at him while they were running together.

Ashok was furious, but as he got up to leave, a swift wind blew something right onto his sweaty face. It was a flyer about yoga fitness. Ashok read the flyer out loud.

Ashok: Couples yoga. Get fit from home!

Ashok was excited. He knew exactly what to do for once. He turned around, smirked at the muscular douche Savita was talking to, and silently walked away.

The next day rolled around. Savita was at the door getting ready to leave for her jog. Ashok eyed her body. Her tight frame was squeezed into constricting athletic wear. Savita’s lips looked as full as always, and her eyes betrayed a dissatisfied longing for something more.

Savita: Ashok, are you going to join me today?

Ashok: Actually, Savita, I have a surprise for you.

Savita: A surprise? What’s going on?

Ashok: Well, you don’t have to go jogging today! I’ve arranged for in-house couples yoga with a yogi.

Ashok handed her the flyer. Savita’s eyes widened when she saw the price! She was stunned. But Ashok kept insisting that she stay because he had already arranged for their class. Savita reluctantly canceled her jog and waited with Ashok for this ‘Yogi’ to arrive.

Savita could sense that it was a bad idea, and she couldn’t shake the feeling. Soon the doorbell rang, and Ashok opened it. The yogi was a young man around the age of 25. He didn’t seem old enough to be a yogi. Savita was suspicious. She observed him suspiciously as Ashok showed him the living room.

Ashok: Yogi ji, I have moved the furniture in the living room to create space for our workouts.

Yogi held his palm up to silence Ashok as he talked.

Yogi (inhaled deeply): My dear Ashok, they are not workouts. They are called Asanas.

Ashok: Yes, of course. Yogi ji, what type of Asanas are you going to teach us today?

Yogi eyed Ashok, knowing full well that he was too unfit to attempt even the most basic Asanas. His eyes then wandered over to Savita. They lit up as he studied her healthy physique. He knew from a single glance that he wanted to touch her body with detailed, hands-on instruction.

Yogi: I offer three different forms of Asanas. There are basic poses, then intermediate, which is a bit tougher. Then, finally, the professional level with more hardcore poses.

Ashok answered immediately without thinking.

Ashok: Hardcore! We want hardcore!

Savita (almost speechlessly surprised): Ashok! Yesterday you couldn’t keep up with me during some light jogging! I think we should slow down a bit!

Yogi eyed Savita’s body longingly, knowing full well that the hardcore workout would be too much for her chubby hubby to handle. Yogi ji nodded in agreement to Ashok’s decision to partake in hardcore asanas.

Yogi: Alright! Get into position!

Ashok and Savita were put in poses where they had to support each other to hold the poses. Ashok was exhausted almost immediately. Yogi ji instructed Ashok to hold Savita in the air using his arms and legs during one pose. But Ashok trembled uncontrollably and dropped Savita.

Savita fell with a heavy thud on top of a sweaty Ashok. The yogi pulled Savita off of Ashok, who seemed too exhausted to continue.

Ashok: Yogi ji, I hope it’s alright if I take a quick break before we continue.

Yogi nodded his approval. Ashok promptly crawled up on the couch to catch his breath and fell deep asleep. It was now just Savita and the Yogi, face-to-face in the awkward silence.

The yogi couldn’t take it anymore. Sweat glistened on Savita’s tight body. It made him want to lick every inch of her fondly. He wanted to coax Savita into doing what he wanted. So he pretended to pack his things to leave.

Savita: Wait! Are you leaving?

Yogi: Yes, unfortunately, it looks like your husband will be out for a while, so we cannot continue the session anyway.

Savita: Wait! Aren’t there any Solo Asanas that I could try on my own?

Yogi: Unfortunately, that’s against company policy.

The yogi packed slower, hoping that Savita would take the bait, and before he knew it, she did. Savita asked him to do the Asanas with her. Since the class has already been paid for, she didn’t see the harm in completing it. The yogi was pleased, and he agreed to her request.

He could not wait to run his hands all over her tight body, feeling every inch of her soft skin as it melted under his rugged yet experienced arms. As the Yogi stretched Savita’s tight body, she felt a wave of calm wash over her body. She did everything as he instructed.

The yogi took his time feeling her soft flesh as he put her into various poses. Savita couldn’t help but feel aroused as his rugged arms pushed and pulled her tight frame into a dozen yoga Asanas.

At one point, he pushed Savita’s legs into the air and split them wide apart. She gasped as the cool air hit her wet pussy. She was thirsting for his touch now.

The yogi brought her legs back together and pushed her hips up higher. Savita bit her lip as his hot breath hit her throbbing cunt softly. She was almost at her limit now, yet she silently wished he wouldn’t stop.

The yogi had no intention of stopping either. He stood behind Savita and sat her up. As she stretched her shoulders, his cock popped out from beneath his shorts and rested on Savita’s sweaty shoulder. Savita was surprised to see how huge it was. It made her insanely thirsty.

She arched her back as the yogi instructed her to stretch her abdomen in front of his feet. Her face was centimeters away from his python cock. The hot, musty smell of his sweaty cock and balls drove her mad. She stared intently at the tip of his cock.

The yogi waited breathlessly as he instructed Savita to stretch her sexy abdomen. Savita was too curious for her own good. She looked out over at Ashok, who was passed out cold on the couch and glanced at the Yogi’s cock once more.

Lust overtook her as she opened her juicy lips wide and licked the tip of the Yogi’s giant cock. The yogi smiled to himself as Savita gave him a sultry look and choked on his python, just like he had hoped she would.

Savita breathed hard, trying not to moan as she looked over at Ashok. But the Yogi grabbed her neck and fucked her face as she gagged on him. He held her silky hair back as he watched his cock dive in and out of her soft mouth.

He pulled her up higher and fucked her tits. She bit her lip and eyed him madly, dripping with unspoken lust. She enjoyed the thrill of it, but she was also deathly afraid of waking her sleeping hubby. The yogi laid on the floor, and Savita straddled his face with her leaking cunt.

She looked over at Ashok, who snored without a care, and decided to continue. She bit her lip as the Yogi’s tongue dipped inside her wet pussy. Her juices ran down the sides of his thirsty mouth as she fought back the urge to moan like a slut. The yogi bent her in doggy style on the couch next to her snoring husband.

Savita: Yogi, we have to be quiet!

Yogi: Damn! Your pussy is tight!

Savita: Shut up and fuck me!

Savita bent over as his cock penetrated her horny cunt. She swallowed her urges to moan as he thrust into her aggressively. Savita breathed heavily as the Yogi’s sweat dripped onto her writhing body. She grabbed the couch cushion and squeezed it tightly as he penetrated deep into her wet pussy.

Yogi grabbed Savita and put her on top of him. She yelped in surprise but tried to control her volume. She locked eyes with the Yogi as she laid atop his hot, sweaty chest and kissed him deeply. She moaned like a slut into his mouth as he fucked her raw.

The Yogi laid her sideways as they tongued, and he smacked her juicy ass gently.

Savita: What are you doing?

The Yogi didn’t answer. He teased the rim of Savita’s asshole as her eyes rolled into her head. She bit her lip as she prepared for the sturdy yogi to thrust his hot, sweaty meat into her asshole.  He had loosened her up so well with the Asanas that her tight asshole gave way and welcomed his python.

Savita panted as she felt his monstrous cock pounding into her sweaty asshole. The Yogi’s legs stiffened as he came inside Savita’s sweet asshole. She stroked his face and tongued him pleasantly as Ashok snored away next to them. The Yogi licked her neck and armpits and bit her chin.

He smacked her ass gently as she chuckled before he pulled out his sticky cock. Cum oozed out of her asshole as their bodies stuck together.

The two of them got dressed, and the Yogi left with haste. When Ashok woke, he found Savita passed out on the couch from her ‘workout.’ He suggested they cancel the idea of couples yoga.

Savita: Ashok! You already paid for it!

Ashok: What? No, I didn’t. This was just a free trial.

Savita was shocked. She couldn’t believe that the Yogi was so cunning. Savita was furious, but she relaxed when she realized that Ashok had no clue. Plus, the class was canceled, so she wouldn’t have to worry about that horny Yogi ever again! Win-win for everyone.

To read Savita bhabhi episode # 123, ‘Yogasutra,’ click here.

Hi friends, this is a fictional take on the fictional ‘Tarak Mehta ka Ooltah Chashma.’ This story involves affairs with older ladies and even incest. I hope you will like it.

During Holi, the Gokuldham society organized a massive fest, with colors, sweets, and yes, bhang. However, due to a racket of hooligans, heavy dosages of viagra slipped into the bhang packing sites. And this bhang got mixed up in Gokuldham’s lot.

On the day of Holi, all members, Iyers, Bhide, Gadda, Haati, and Sodhi, played with colors in the morning. Then around noon, the ladies had a bit of lassi (with bhang) and went to their respective houses to make lunch. The men were still playing Holi.

Suddenly the viagra starts to kick in, giving massive sex urges to Tapu. He wanted to pound Sonu hard this time. So he went to the Bhide house. By this time, his lust had risen too high.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard a moan. Someone was masturbating hard on the dining table. Tapu took his penis out. He put some spit on the top and then went straight into the living room.

But it wasn’t Sonu. It was Madhavi bhabhi. She was pushing her fingers into the unshaved pussy. Oil from her aachar had spread over her body. She pulled Tapu towards her. Tapu saw a bit of aachar on her blouse, and he wanted to taste that.

But as he reached her breasts, Madhavi pulled a boob out of her blouse and put it in Tapu’s mouth. It tasted like heaven. Tapu decides to return the favor by pushing his fingers into Madhavi’s wet pussy.

But then he suddenly realized it was not his girlfriend but her mom. So he pulled out and ran across to the other house.

It was the Iyers place. But there was no sign of Mr. Iyer. Rather, the hottest ladies of Gokuldham, Babita, and Anjali. They were already naked on the sofa. Their salwar was lying near the door.

Tapu couldn’t resist joining two ladies fucking one another in scissors position. They, too, welcomed Tapu with a fancy blowjob. Babita started teasing Anjali about how deep she could take Tapu’s massive penis. Anjali looked red-faced, seeing the deep throat of Babita.

Babita was surely getting more of that juicy dick. Anjali tried hard but choked at half the length. Her mouth was too small for a load of cum. It started leaking out, and she couldn’t swallow it all.

Meanwhile, Babita was a natural, taking the full length in and not wasting a bit. Angry at losing the game, she declared to Tapu and Babita, ” You are good at the mouth. Do you know what I am great with? ANAL!” Both Tapu and Babita were shocked. Anjali quickly brought some vaseline and spread it over her hole.

Now Tapu was ready to push it in. But just as he started, he realized it was a small one. Tapu asked Anjali if she was cool. Anjali looked teary-eyed, but she wanted to beat Babita. She shouted, “Yes, you put it all in me, not an inch outside.”

Tapu looked at Babita for help. Babita said, “Don’t worry, I am there for you. I will lick that small asshole so that your meat can go in. But then Anjali has to lick my pussy.” They all agreed.

Now Babita laid on top of Anjali, putting her pussy in Anjali’s mouth. While she rubbed Anjali’s pussy and licked her asshole as Tapu put the whole of his dick in. They had a great session.

After a while, a hungry Tapu returned to his home, still expecting to fuck Sonu. He went directly into the kitchen. He found his mom’s saree and blouse in the way. In the kitchen, Daya was looked hornily at his son. Tapu had also never felt the same about his mother.

But today, seeing her backless and in a soaked saya (the inside garment of a saree), he couldn’t resist. He approached her from behind, asking what he could eat. Meanwhile, his dick rubbed against the panty. Daya said she has nothing ready. The only thing she can do is to breastfeed him.

Tapu slowly ran his hand into the undergarment touching her pussy. Daya let out a soft moan. Tapu took note of her approval and pulled up the saya, exposing her silk panties. Daya turned at Tapu, with her pointed boobs now touching him.

Tapu now lifted his mother into the kitchen slab, made a small gap in the panties, and put his fingers through it. Daya let out a bigger moan. Tapu slowly slid his dick in. Daya was getting hornier every moment, asking Tapu to ram her harder.

Tapu lifted her again. This time with the dick in her and fucked in the air for a while before taking her to the sofa for a doggy style fuck. Their horny adventure was cut short by Champak chacha entering the room. “Go find your father. I will take care of your mom now.”

He was concerned about both Sonu and his father, Jethalal. Tapu now went to the Sodhi’s. From a distance, he could hear not one but two women moaning simultaneously. He was excited as well as scared. So he silently entered the room, not making a single noise.

The sight there was wonderful. Both Roshan and Sonu were getting full action. Roshan was enjoying her husband in her mouth. Iyers BBC was in her pussy and Bhide in the asshole.

Meanwhile, Sonu was treating the old friends Tarak and Jetha. Surprisingly they weren’t touching her pussy. Jetha, lazy as usual, was enjoying a blowjob and Tarak ramming the soft pussy.

After a while, they all noticed Tapu. Roshan laughed, and cum started flowing from all her holes. “You have got a nice girlfriend. She took one in the ass but wanted to be a virgin for you.”

Sonu now rushed into Tapu’s arms. She whispered, ” Join me in the shower, darling, gonna make this Holi memorable.”

Sometimes life throws an unexpected situation at you. It is how you react to it that determines how the situation plays out. This story explores the slow build of emotions, sexual energy, and attraction towards Nisha, my friend’s wife, a sexy HR.

I just ended the last sentence without using any adjective for Nisha, and there is a reason for it. I want you to feel what I felt when I saw her. I will go back in time and start the story.

Characters:

Sumit: My friend from school, currently working as a Sr. Manager for an MNC Consulting Company

Nisha: Married to Sumit. She did her MBA in Human Resources from XLRI and is currently HR Manager for a Top IT Company

Rohit (Me): Sumit’s school friend, working for a Hedge Fund company creating financial models for them, and single.

Few months before this encounter, I got a message from Sumit.

Sumit: Dude, you alive?

Me: Who is this?

Sumit: Fucker, it’s me, Sumit!

Me: Lol, fuck, where have you been?

Sumit: I have been here on Earth. Which planet have you been on?

Me: Same one! Haha.

Sumit: You just forgot everyone.

Me: No yaar, life happened, and here I am.

Sumit: So married?

Me: Nope, what about you?

Sumit: Yup, it’s been a year.

Me: Wow! Congrats! What does Bhabhi do?

Sumit: She is an HR Manager

Me thinking: Fuck! Married to an HR. Lucky bastard.

Me: Nice.

Sumit: So which city are you in?

Me: Mumbai, You?

Sumit: Dude, I am in Bangalore.

Me: Aah, Tech City.

Sumit: Why don’t you visit us?

Me: Really?

Sumit: Yes, you can meet your bhabhi, and we can catch up. Stay at our place. It will be fun.

Me: Wow, sounds fun. Let me see when I can get leave. My manager is a mother fucker.

Sumit: Lol! Whose manager isn’t?

Well, this is how the conversation started with Sumit. We continued to chat over WhatsApp and calls. I don’t want to bore you with the usual shit two guys talk.

Anyways, coming to the story. After a few months, I managed to get the leave and told Sumit I would visit them for a couple of weeks. I finally reached the Bangalore airport and met Sumit at the arrivals.

Me: Hey.

Sumit: Dude, finally we meet after ages. Now let’s go and give your bhabhi a surprise?

Me: Surprise?

Sumit: Yeah, I didn’t tell her that you are coming today. She thinks you are coming tomorrow.

Me: Dude, she will kill you.

Sumit: Chill, it’s ok.

We finally reached his Apartment building. We got down. He got a call and started talking, and I was waiting for him.

Sumit: Dude, why don’t you take the lift and go to Floor 12, Apt 1203. Here is the key. I will get your luggage.

Me: You sure?

Sumit: Yes, don’t worry. I will finish my call and come up with the luggage.

I got in the lift and reached the 12th floor. I started walking towards Apt 1203. As soon as I reached it, I entered the key and opened the door. I wasn’t sure what to expect as the idiot just sent me up alone. So I entered after opening the door, and it appeared to be the living room or hall.

I looked around. It looked amazing. Far better than my bachelor pad. But nobody was there. I stood there, hoping someone would turn up. Suddenly I heard, “Sumit if you are going to just disappear without telling me, at least let me know when you are coming back.”

I was so surprised to hear a soft but angry female voice. I turned my head left to see who it was. As I moved my head to the left, I was shocked to see a young woman wearing tight blue jeans walking towards the sofa and picking up stuff from it.

Well, that’s not the shocking part. I mean, the jeans were so tight that I could make out the shape of her sexy ass. The jeans were just above her ass, hanging on her hip bone, giving a perfect tight round shape to her ass. But the problem was that the milky white body was just covered with jeans down.

But on top, I could see her complete white silky smooth back. Only the hidden parts were those that were covered by the black bra straps. Yes, she was wearing tight blue jeans and a skimpy black bra. As her back was towards me, she had still not seen me.

But I had already gotten a sexy shock to see a woman with such a sexy figure. She continued to work with her back towards me. She thought it was Sumit and continued to speak.

“And where the hell did you even go? When I ask you to go somewhere, you have your stupid work all the time. And now you leave without telling me.”

She kept on yelling, and I was like, “Shit, do I just stay quiet and admire her figure or interrupt her to say it’s me and not Sumit.”

As she wasn’t getting any response, she finally turned around. She said, “Now why the hell are you not talking.”

That moment when she turned, I saw her full front side for the first time. It was like in my brain and my world, time had come to a standstill. Let me explain to you why.

Now here is a reality, don’t ask me why it is like this, but that’s how it is. Whenever you talk about HR Executives and Managers, the first thing that comes to your mind is extremely beautiful fair cock raising sexy women. They will get you so close to getting fired.

When you go to these HR ladies, you cannot control your eyes scanning their entire bodies. When you have completed checking her out, your eyes finally land on those huge gentle soft sexy warm tits. They are either covered in a tight white shirt or giving a slight glimpse of cleavage through those low-cut tops.

Now I am not talking about HRs in these government offices or other shitty companies. I am talking about MNCs and high-end Banks. These HR women are like sex bombs.

They are meant to drive you sexually crazy and forget about any bonus, increments, promotion, or appraisals you want to talk about. The only thought in your mind is, should I kiss her lips or let those lips kiss me down. Because either way, I will cum loads and loads of thick cum.

So coming back to the moment she turned around, and I saw her, I was like, “Fuck, what the hell is she.” Such a beautiful cute, and sexy face. Big eyes, perfect-shaped pink lips, sexy red cheeks, and the slight anger on her face made her look cute yet fucking hot.

I wanted just to let my eyes enjoy her beautiful face. But what was down was going to make this encounter even more interesting. Remember I said above that her back was only covered by black bra straps. Yes, the front part of her upper body was covered or barely covered by half cupped black bra.

It had pushed her huge milky white boobs almost out of her bra, making her look seductively hot. I slowly zoomed out and admired her. There she was, standing in tight blue jeans hanging just on her waist. The jeans ended on her waist.

Then there started the sexiest flat abs I have ever seen. In that flat soft abs, a navel was going to make her stomach/abs more than just sexy. I mean, I can keep writing sexy repeatedly. But trust me, standing there are looking at her navel was heavenly.

I can’t explain it in words. Somethings you have to experience because women like her are not just meant to be described on paper. They are meant to be seen for real, for starters, and much more if you get a chance. My eyes moved up from her navel, going up towards those heavenly boobs.

I realized that from the moment her jeans ended on her waist, the distance to reach the bottom end of her bra was considerable. I could see a lot more of her milky body. Also, the bra she was wearing was really small. I mean, it was a half-cupped bra.

But even then, it was so small that her boobs were almost jiggling out. And when I saw her completely again, I realized that my friend had married an almost replica of Neha Sharma. The same beautiful, expressive, seductive eyes.

Milky white body as Neha, Amazing boobs, and fucking hot figure. Finally, when my eyes reached her eyes, I could see her looking at me then came.

“Who the hell are you?”

Me: I am Rohit.

“Wait, are you saying you are the Rohit?”

Me: Yes

“The Rohit who is supposed to come tomorrow?”

Me: Yes

“Then why the hell are you here today?”

Me: Well, I was always supposed to come today. I guess Sumit wanted to give you a surprise. So perhaps he didn’t tell you the real date I was coming on.

“Well, I am Nisha, his wife, and I am not going to leave him.”

In all this, perhaps Neha finally realized she was not wearing anything over her bra.

Nisha: I am not wearing anything over my bra, right? (She asked in a sweet, shy way)

Me:(Smiling) I guess not.

Nisha: Shit!

What happened next made me realize that those big boobs were just not big. They were soft too.

Neha realized she was not wearing anything over her bra. She immediately moved her right palm over her left breast. Perhaps in a way to cup and cover them. But her hand, in excitement, just hit the bottom part of her breast. That created a small wave moving her left breast ever so slowly.

I could see the softness of her breast as it moved. Her hands slowly moved up, cupping both her boobs, and she smiled.

Nisha: Well, you got to excuse me. I better get dressed. Your room is towards the right.

Saying this, Nisha left. I just stood there picturing her beautiful boobs, barely covered by her bra. I slowly walked towards my room and closed the door. I went straight to the bathroom after seeing my best friend’s wife!

Following is a creative work of fiction about an obsession. It involves intimate moments of both physical and psychological nature between mother and son, intended for fun. All the names, characters, and incidents are works of pure imagination. They do not resemble any real-life names, characters, and incidents.

Being the first kid, my mom loved me more than my other two siblings. I enjoyed a special pampering while getting punished for the naughty things, which I used to do. As a kid, my mom was the most beautiful and sexy woman I was surrounded by.

I used to spend most of the time going back and forth around her. I don’t remember exactly when it has started – my fascination for my mother. However, I remember a night distinctly.

It was a usual night. Since dad was out of the station, my siblings and I were sleeping with my mom. But I never in my wildest thoughts could have imagined that night would be the first night ever to experience it. As I slowly gained my consciousness, I realized that my left hand felt something soft and smooth.

I liked the feeling of it. The more I liked the feeling, the more conscious I gained. I opened my eyes and realized that my hand touched my mom’s waist over her sari. I never got a chance to hold it, nor did I think to hold it ever before. But I loved the feeling of the waist on my hand.

Something primitive in my mind told me that I am doing something wrong and feeling something very wrong. This culture was rooted in my DNA from my ancestors. But that did not stop me from pursuing my thoughts further. I groped around and made my way inside the blanket.

Then after going through a few layers of the cloth, which is the sari, I could feel the naked skin of her waist. It was smooth and felt like cheese. My manhood responded to the touch making my pajamas tight. I kept my hand still and intact with her waist. But there was a monster brewing inside me, prodding for more.

My thoughts swung back and forth, trying to figure out the desire of the monster. And as they settled down without my knowledge, I pulled back my hand. The desires inside me welled up. I got up and opened my shirt buttons.

Placing a hand in the space between my mom and my brother, who is now sleeping between mom and me, I moved over and kept the other hand in the space between my mom and my sister. Then I slowly lowered my body over her.

As I lowered my body, I could feel the air between us becoming thin. In seconds, I can feel the chilled, smooth, and soft mounds of her. I lingered there without putting much pressure over her mounds and enjoyed the heaven. My mind cannot figure out how much time I was lingering over there.

Then I receded to my place and put my shirt buttons back. But still, my manhood is not satisfied, and I wanted more. I again passed my hand over my brother to reach to her beautiful waist. The moment I reached and touched the naked waist, she jumped off the place and went to the switches.

Guided by instinct and a moment while was reaching for switches was enough for me to pull back my hand by adjusting my brother’s hand. When the light switched on, I could feel my mom looking at us. After a moment, I can hear her moving my brother’s hand and coming back to bed.

I somehow managed to go to sleep without lifting a finger in silence and the darkness. After that night, my eyes started to prey on her body, feeding my lust. My mind started to give some closer attention to it. My mind, eyes, and body started to give more attention to her waist. It soon became an obsession.

My mind started to fantasize about her waist, like how I would touch it and play with it. It became almost impossible to shake off the thoughts about her. I wanted to be with her more than anything. After that night, I almost lived in my mind while fantasies broiled about my mom’s beautiful midriff.

And nothing much eventful happened for many months. Also, I, too, was clueless about proceeding further in my escapades. It was almost a year since the last encounter with my mom. I was living the leftovers of the experience, scratching my memory.

And then it happened. We had to shift our house as the owner wanted to build a new home in its place. We didn’t have enough time to search around in the small town. So we had to move the available one. It is not much compared to our last house, but it is something we could manage.

I did not like the house but could not do much about it. In a few days, I joined college after the summers. Sometimes I felt mundane with my life and wondered if it would ever change. But with a new class and new books, I was indulged with studies. But that was only for a certain period.

Soon my devious mind was back at work. All the while, it is not like I wasn’t attracted to any other woman. I was attracted to many women whom I would see regularly. I fantasize about them. In all this, I realized that I was more attracted to older women than younger women.

The girls of my age never appealed to my tastes. With college, and studies I had little time to give attention to my mom. However, she was never out of my mind. But soon, with my dad devoting more time to his work, we are left more time with me, my mom, and my siblings.

I got a little more chance to be alone with her and, of course, along with my siblings. In recent times, my mind constantly went towards my mom and the experience I had with her. I longed to have it one more time. One day, my lecherous mind has found an opportunity.

She would wake me up for studies early in the morning. Sometimes these early mornings could be as early as 4 o’clock. It was one such fortunate morning. I was studying while she dozed off to a nap and was soon in a deep sleep. I stopped studying and started to look at her closely.

That was the first time I could see her so close. I started scanning her from toe to head. But the squatting position did not give me ample opportunity to examine the curves. Her lips got my attention, and there was an urge to kiss the lip in a moment.

I am not sure what came to my mind. I just moved my face close to her and looked at her for a second before placing my lips over hers. I squared my lips slightly over hers, especially my lower lip touching her lower lip. It was enough for a deluge of blood to rush towards my male hood.

It was only a few seconds. I pulled my face back, devouring the experience I shared with her, and got ready for the next one. When I placed my lower lip on hers again, she suddenly opened her eyes and caught me red-handed.

“What were you doing?” she said in a curt tone.

I was silent, my head buried in the book with embarrassment. I could not look at her. I was scared that she might tell dad, or she might beat me black and blue and create a scene early in the morning. I just sat there awaiting my fate.

“I asked, what were you doing?” she said now in a curt and pressing tone. I understood that she would not leave me until I spit something from my mouth. I was unsure what to say. But I managed to blurt out something like ‘nothing’ with my head still buried in the book.

She looked at me for a few seconds and left into the kitchen for her morning chores. That was the beginning of a new chapter of my adventures with my sleeping mom. Over the year, a very few times, I got a chance to be beside her while she is asleep and touch my lips to her.
After the summer of next year, it was decided that I will be home tutored. I was disappointed that I will miss college and aunties. I was feeling happy that I could now be close to my mom and enjoy the proximity. Days started passing, and we set ourselves to a routine.

Dad has left for his work, and when my siblings leave for school. It was now literally mom and me at home. Mornings used to be lessons, and post-lunch is my study hours. My mom goes for an afternoon nap after completing her household chores.

It was in that nap I found a chance for my misadventures. It was hard to track the days of my misadventures with her. But most of my afternoons are horny. I confine my adventures to the waist and lips. Any man would immediately make a note of the beautiful waist first.

I will start by touching the waist with the tip of the finger. Then slowly move to keep full finger and then slowly to two fingers. I could hardly reach a complete hand or 4 fingers. Sometimes, I get a chance to touch the lips. Rarely did I use to get a chance to touch the waist and lips at a time.

I remember such an instance a couple of times. But I immediately rushed to the bathroom to relieve myself. It is not rosy all the time. There is a time when my adventures took the wrong turn. There were quite a few times that I was caught red-handed doing my adventures, and somehow I escaped.

Maybe she thought I was still a kid and doing what I am doing is out of being naïve. But I was too naïve to pass it as a naïve act. I know practically what I am doing. There are instances where I was caught, and dad came home. However, somehow it got passed as I was not studying properly.

In those moments, I could feel my heart pounding. My mom time and again saved my ass. But she never told anyone about my little misadventures with her, nor did she keep me away from her. I think she loved me too much, and I took complete advantage of it.

But soon, it was clear for her that for her elder son, she is more than a mom. I was not at all looking at her as a mom. That became clear as an acknowledgment that summer with an incident.

It was summer, and since dad was not at home, we siblings used to sleep with her. I was sleeping next to her, enjoying the proximity. Suddenly, when not expected the most, there was a knock on the door, and it was dad. My brother switched on the lights and rushed to open the door.

My mother, who was sleeping next to me, smiled a naughty kind of smile and said, “Your time is up now, babu. Go sleep with your grandmother in the next room.” And I could sense the kinkiness in her smile and an acknowledgment that ‘I know about you, son. But that’s enough.’

I had to leave to sleep in the next room with my grandmother. There are few such incidents where she made it evident that she knew my intentions and enjoyed them. Those were some sprout of moments, and immediately or the next day, she is my strict and loving mother.

After that, the whole summer was uneventful, although I wanted some adventures with her. Every day, I prayed for a chance to hold the tight, smooth, fleshy, cheese-like waist that does not have any folds. Her waist was my object of fantasy and obsession.

I started to go to college again. My private moments with mom were confined to weekends and, at times, evenings on some days. I hardly ever got a chance to touch her. My raging hormones are waiting for a chance to explore her assets. It was a month into college.

On a fine day as I was doing my homework suddenly there was a power cut. Both my siblings are playing outside, and I could hear their voices. I didn’t want to go out as I didn’t want my mom to get up to light the lamp and use the break. I was lying beside her and playing with my pen.

Suddenly my mom, out of the blue, said something that shocked me, “What would you have done if you are not my son?” she said. I was a bit confused, and I could sense that there was an underlying meaning to it.  I tried to look at her face in the dim light coming from the ventilator above.

She had the same naughty smile on her face. Again I don’t know what came to my mind. My hand went over mid-riff and rested it on the smooth waist. I waited for my mom to react. But to my surprise, she did not react. I looked into her eyes and returned a smile holding her mid-riff.

Now tightening the grip on the mid-riff, I moved closer to her and almost reached over boobs. I was moving my face close. When I was an inch away from her face, the lights came back. Our eyes lingered, looking at each other for a second before we left each other.

There was a sound of footsteps in the next room approaching the room. As my brother entered the room, she got up, adjusting her sari. I jumped back, picking my book and trying to rummage through pages. He rushed into the kitchen, and she followed him.

I looked at her raising my head. Before she disappeared into the kitchen, she flashed a seductive, naughty smile at me, which I reciprocated. I got down to complete my homework for the day. A few minutes later, my brother also joined me, followed by my sister.

To be continued.

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Athai ninaithu oru kaiyil mulaiyai pidithu pisainthu maru kaiyil kuthiyil vegamaaga viral poten. Appozhuthu sugathil enaku kangal sokiyathu, kathalan pen kuthiyil poolai irukuvathai ninaithu viral podum pozhuthu enaku muthal muraiyaaga vinthu vanthathu. Ippozhuthu thaan naan vayathirku vanthen endru ninaithen.

Nalai college sendru en thozhi idam enaku vinthu vanthuthu di endru sonen, ini thinamum viral poda vendiya avasiyam vara aarambithathu. Naan thinamum kama padam paarthu vitu athai ninaithu veetil iravil viral potu vanthen. Oru naal en thozhi hey kama padathai vida kama kathai thaan di semaya irukuthu endru soli enaku kama kathaiyai padika vaithaal.

Athil naan paditha muthal kathaiye annan thangai kathai thaan, athai naan padika aarambithen muthal muthalil paditha kathai athai naan enaalum marakave maten. Athil thangai kuthiyai annan nakuvathu polaiyum pinbu thangai annan sunniyai oombi kanju kudipathu polaiyum ezhuthi irunthathu. Antha kathaiyai paditha naalil irunthu enaku en annan meethu kama ennam vara aarambithathu.

Oru tharunathil en annan eppozhuthu en kan mun irunthaalum naan avan sunniyai matum paarthu moodagave irupen. Avan sunniyai suvaika aasaiyaaga irunthen, oru naal annan room sendru naan indru unudane thungugiren endru solinen. En annanum sari thungu endru solinaan, ithai soliyathum naan oru mani neram amaithiyaaga irunthen.

Pinbu vendum endre kaalai thuki neraga annan sunni meethu vaithu en mulaiyai avan kaiyil vaithu idithen. Ipadi irunthaal kandipaaga avan sunni viraikum endru ninaithen, en annan ennai vida 3 vayathu thaan periyavan. Aanal naan thaan avanuku akka pola irupen, annan oliyaaga irupaan aanal avan sunni viraikatha pozhuthe perithaaga thaan irunthathu.

Sirithu nerathil annan sunni viraika aarambithathu, appozhuthe therinthukonden annan vizhithu thaan irukiraan endru. Avan sunni nangu viraithathu, naan kaiyai nenju meethu vaithu irunthen, kaiyai angu irunthu porumaiyaaga keezhe eduthu sendren. Annai kati pidikave sema moodaga irunthathu, en mulai kaambu viraithu irunthathu.

Miga sexiyaaaga avan sunniyai pidithu thadavinen, sunni 6” viraithu irunthathu, athai azhagaga pidithu thadavi avan drowserai kayati suniyai veliyil eduthen, athai pidikum pozhuthe en vaaiyil echu ooriyathu. Naan neram athigam eduthukola vilai neraga sunniyai vaikul viten, athan suvai nandraaga irunthathu. Sunni munaiyil konjam velai paal suranthu irunthathu.

Athai naki suvaithu urinthu sunniyai sappi vaayil surakum echiyai kudithen, sunni suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Kama padathil pengal oombuvathu pola nandraaga sunniyai kaiyil pidithu adithukonde porumaiyaaga oombinen. Oombikonde irukum pozhuthu en annan sunniyil velai paal vanthathu, athu muzhuvathum en vaaikul sendrathu.

Muzhu paalaiyum naan oru sottu kuda vidamal sappi kudithen, sunni paal suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Annan sunniyil vinthu vanthum sirithu neram oombi vitu pinbu drowsarai mele thuki aninthu vitu naan paduthu urangiviten. Adutha naal en annan ennai en roomile indraikum thangu endru solinaan, naan avanai paarthu sirithen.

Pinbu adutha nalum avan udan paduthu irunthen, indru avan vizhithu irukum pozhuthe avan sunnniyil kai vaithen. Anan en mulai meethu kai vaithaan, iruvarum kiss seiya aarambithom, enakum epadi kiss seivathu endru theriya vilai avanukum eppadi kiss seivathu endru theriya vilai, aanal iruvarum kiss seithu vaaiyai sapinom.

Kama padathil ithazhai nandraaga sapinaargal athu pola naanum annan ithazhai sappinen,  annan en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinaan. En mulai perithaaga irukum athanaal avan jollyaaga en mulaiyai pidithu thadavinaan. Naan en mulaiyai veliyil eduthu viten, udane athai thadavi vaai vaithu kaambai sappa aarambithaan.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ena oru sugam itharku munbu en mulaiyil ivalavu sugathai paarthathe ilai. Nandraaga mulaiyai sappi vitan, pinbu naan sunniyai veliyil eduthu sunniyai vaaikul vitu sappa aarambithen. En thalai meethu kai vaithu thadavi vitan, enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu. Poolai sirithu neram oombi vitu mendum kiss seithen.

En kuthiyai kutai pavadaiyai kayati katinen, annanai naka sonen, naan ithai soliyathum avan kuthiyil vaai vaithu naaku poda arambithaan. Haaaaaaaaaaa sugathil naan sokipoi viten endru kuda solalam, avalavu inbamaaga irunthathu. Pinbu avan sunniyai en kuthiyil vida aarambithaan, muthalil sunni kuthikul irangum pozhuthu lesaga valithathu.

Ooka ooka sugamaaga irunthathu, en meethu paduthu kuthiyil poolai vitu nandraaga ooka aarambithaan. Haaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmmmmm endru ennai meeri naan munara aarambithen. Enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu matter poduvatharku, oothukonde irukum pozhuthu en pundaiyil moodu athigam aagi vinthu vanthathu.

Vinthu vanthum enai oothukonde irunthaan, moodil avanai irukamaaga kati pidithukonden, apozhuthu avanukum moodu eri vinthu vanthathu. Vinthai muzhuvathum en vaaikul vitu irakinaan, naan sunni paalai urinthu kudithen. Ini thinamum annan sunni paalai naan kudipen, enathu kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku nandri, vanakam.

Hi all Indian sex story readers, this is Madhan here with a story of a curvy hot Bangalore girl. First of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for my stories. I am a story writer with many stories published.

About Me: I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with skills of tasting a body erotically. I belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which has all varieties of chicks/aunties).

Horny unsatisfied housewives, sexy young baby dolls, and wanna have fun ladies (Bengaluru) can reach me on my Hangout and mail [email protected]. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Telegram @msarsstr

The story will be narrated in the footsteps of Komal Chandel (Real name).

Coming to the story, I am Komal, originally from Akola, and was staying with my parents and a younger brother. I am 24 years old cute girl. I am a very regular reader of ISS stories. I always enjoyed the thrill and pleasure of the words in the story. A few situations drove me crazy.

I had two boyfriends, obviously the second one after the breakup with the first guy. Both of these boyfriends never fulfilled me. They never gave attention to satisfying every bit of my body as it happens in ISS stories. The encounters were mostly a quickie, and my body craved and needed more wilderness.

I wanted my body to be dominated by a strong male partner. I messaged few guys after reading their stories, and I felt a strong connection with Madhan. I reached him after reading his story where he banged two cousin sisters in a wild threesome.

Every time I read his story, I was getting wet between my legs. We exchanged pictures and chatted on hangout.

After hearing his fantasies, I wanted to give my body to him to be tasted. His sexy chats left my body yearning and void. Another reason to have connected with Madhan was that I would stay in Bangalore for two years to finish the MBA.

I got selected for MBA from a well-known college in Bangalore. Due to COVID, the joining date was delayed repeatedly. I was very excited to be finally out of the grasp of my controlling parents and enjoy the hornier side of my life freely in Bangalore.

When the second wave of COVID had subsided, the college had sent a mail with a date for joining. The moment I told Madhan about the joining date, he asked for the meet. I agreed instantly.

I reached Bangalore on Wednesday and planned to meet Madhan on Saturday the same week. He had booked a five-star hotel which was around 10 Km from my hostel.

Let me describe myself. I am milky white fair-skinned, and around 5.2’ in height. I wore Madhan’s recommended, netted dark red saree with a matching red colored sleeveless and bareback blouse. My body stats are 34c-28-32.

I applied matching red lipstick on my soft thick lips and red nail polish on my sharp lengthy nails. I wore a red-colored designer ring on the middle finger of my right hand and dangling silver earrings on my ears.

I had a long sharp nose and medium-length dark hair. In the saree, the skin of my milky white hips, bare shoulders, and bareback was noticeable and eye-grabbing.

The moment I left the college hostel. On the way to meet Madhan, I could see the hungry awestruck eyes of the 50 years old hostel warden scanning me. The old-aged hostel watchman stared at me with his popped-out eyes. Even my roommate looked at me with her mouth wide open.

The Ola driver had his eyes transfixed on me through the mirror, forgetting the roads. He spoke so softly when he asked where to drop. I enjoyed the dirty stares of these hungry men. I was thinking how I would be feasted by Madhan, with huge expectations.

I stepped down the taxi to see a high-raised hotel building which was around 15 floors. My eyes searched and caught Madhan. He was waiting for me since I had messaged him when the cab was about to reach. Madhan froze with a blank stare, and his eyes scanned me from head to toe.

I noticed a slight movement inside his pants, and a smile crossed my lips with a blush. My cheeks turn pinkish when I blush. He winked at me and gave me a wide lusty smile. My heart started racing with an increased heartbeat. He took my handbag and walked me to the lift, which took us to the 9th floor.

The hotel was tidy and clean, with a carpeted corridor to the room. He walked me inside the cool room with a queen bed with white covers, a white comforter, and a wall-mounted TV. He closed the door once we both were inside and looked at me with those hungry eyes.

He was a tall guy. I was breathing heavily. A shiver ran through my body, standing here with my body waiting to be feasted. Madhan was waiting to cool the lava hotness of my body. He, without any hesitation and shyness, pushed me to the wall near the door. He cupped my face and moved his face close to mine.

I wanted to push him away. His touch made me allow Madhan to do whatever he wishes with my body. His touch gave me a feeling that he is the guy who will fulfill the desire of dominatingly being eaten away every bit. I closed my eyes tight. His lips gently touched my lips.

I was about to push him away when his lips started sucking my lips. I wanted him to continue. His hands grabbed my hips while his lips were tasting my lower lip, then my upper lips. He pulled my tongue through his lips and sucked them dry. I was already wet between my sexy thighs.

I continued tasting his lips. He tried to lift me and continue kissing. My saree did not allow him to do that. After he broke the kiss, I opened my eyes, looking into his lusty eyes. His eyes scanned all the corners of my body. He then left his stronghold.

I was confident that this day would be the wildest and unforgettable. I walked into the carpeted room. Madhan pushed the curtains of the see-through mirror, which showed the view of the beautiful city.

The room was chilling with a centralized AC. The room had beautiful art painting hangings over the bed and walls to the side. Madhan removed his shoes, belt, and shirt. I removed my high heel sandal and stood near the see-through mirror.

Madhan was standing two feet away with eyes scanning me, which made me shy and horny. He stood very silently for few minutes, enjoying my beauty. I was a hot bomb from my teenage, with hungry men craving all along in my life. There was something different about Madhan.

When he walked slowly towards me, I had a butterfly feel inside my stomach. I am skipping the talks between us. He took my hand, kissed the back of the hand. He continued kissing and sucking through to the shoulder. When his lips were nibbling the elbow area, I had goose-pimples on my body.

He then turned me around pushed me to the see-through mirror. He pushed me with my boobs pressing on the see-through mirror. He pushed the hair which was covering the bareback. He spread my shoulders with wide-open arms.

He ran his fingers touching feather touch from the one hand to the shoulder, then the back and other hands shoulder back to the hand. His lips kissed and sucked my ears from behind. I gave a sudden ‘Ahhhhh’ moan when his strong hands squeezed my ass cheeks hard.

He sucked my ears with his rod positioned and pushed between my ass cheeks over the silky saree. He said, “Komal, what a hottie you are, seeing from the back your curves are shapely, honey.” His strong, firm hands were holding my hips strong.

His lips sucked all around my back. When reached just behind my neck, his lips felt a tingling sensation and moved my head with the sensation. My body was never submissive like this ever. His mouth reached my navel area, and he sucked all around my slim navel.

He tasted my hips very slowly, bit by bit, enjoying every bit of my sexy navel. My face was pushed against the see-through mirror, which was fogged because of the warm breath from my mouth. After feasting the complete back, he turned me around.

He pushed my saree slightly, held my hips with both of his hands. He dug his face into my navel with his tongue moving in and out of my belly button. I was already on cloud 9, thinking about what is awaiting.

Guys, lengthy stories are always boring to read. Please review the story. In the coming part, I will explain his tearing off my panty and his rod piercing my wet pussy from behind in a standing position.

Thank you, all the ISS readers.