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The library is a place of worship, of knowledge in the day and bodies at night. Divinities and obscenities run hand in hand. Although the doors close at 11, for some the gale of lust always manages to move past through the windows.

On that day, it was she and me who jumped our way in. I helped my virgin classmate girl climb, first partly chivalry and partly ogling. As we moved in, we both knew what we wanted but these intense moments are like chess. The first to make a move is vulnerable to the other, the way he/she lets them into their imaginations. That was case with us too.

We moved past sections and after sections but none of us could muster the courage. Perhaps because this wasn’t a decision well thought. Perhaps this was just raw hormones and desire leading us towards each other.

By the time we made it to the last section, the erotica section, it was almost certain we would have no choice but to confront our wants! It was time to let go.

To let go of any hindrance that came in between the moment, I made the first move. Seems I was wrong about the vulnerability. The one who gets caught off guard is the one who’s most vulnerable and so was my virgin classmate girl Tessa.

It was as though she expected it to happen but still couldn’t process it. It was as though every touch of mine sent chills down her body as I hugged her from behind.

She melted right in my arms as I felt her breathing starting to get heavier. I held her tighter and she responded by grinding her ass harder against me. That was all the sign I needed to turn her around and back her against the wall.

I gently caressed my classmate’s lips with my hands as I went down slowly until I got a hold of her ass – coming back up to rest them on her waist. Then I moved in closer until every ounce air we shared was ours. It was only us in that moment. And our lips met – soft as cotton and sweet like candy.

Our lips rubbed as the kisses started to get sloppier and slower and then I couldn’t process what struck me. I held her hands and put them up against the wall. My classmate girl definitely liked it judging by the way her kisses grew faster. I knew she was feeling the anticipation.

We made out as I explored every inch her body. I was tempted by her hourglass. I wanted her. I couldn’t fathom the rush I was having.

All this time, I felt like I was the one in control, until Tessa grabbed it. I felt the world pause for a moment. In that moment, I went from being the one who had her against the wall to the one who was just thinking with his dick. I let her have control I wanted to see how wild she could get. Perhaps, the quietest ones are the freakiest.

My classmate girl’s hands started rubbing and I was hard in no time. I couldn’t let her hands steal the show so I made sure she knew how good my fingers felt down there. But before that, I wanted her to crave it. So I teased her.

I caressed her thighs I slid my hand in simply curved where she wanted it to go. I could feel her getting restless. Her breathing was heavier now. She finally spoke up, “Fucking put it inside me!”

I wanted to but then I grabbed her neck instead and whispered to her, “If you really want it, tell me what are you willing to do for it.”

I could hear the desperation in her “anything” as I gave her what she wanted.

I started with my classmate’s clit as I gave pinches to her tip. I made sure I had graced every part of heaven before I went past the gates. I felt her drip on my fingers. Perhaps, she needed this more than I did. And she rested, her body relaxed a little bit but suddenly she felt a jolt of energy through her. It was as though something suppressed inside of her had just found its way out.

Once she was out of the cage, there was no way I was stopping her. Tessa pushed me on the table and got on my lap. I could feel the heat coming out of her. Our tongues wrestled this time, rougher. Then my horny classmate girl set her gaze on my bulge and looked in to my eyes with a devious smile as she grabbed it again and unzipped my pants.

Tessa slid her hand in and pulled it out. Her hands were soft but her grip was hard. She held on to it like her life was on it. And every stroke she did added flame to my fire.

When she finally opened her mouth, she seemed nervous. But cowards and braves alike fall before the lust. My classmate girl licked the tip of my dick and tried to fit it all in. Only to her dismay!

I was satisfied with her trying until she tried to go deeper until I hit her throat. So warm. So wet. And then she took it out. There was no way I wasn’t going back in again and this wasn’t gonna be the last time.

I grabber her and stood up dropping her to her knees. The sight of her looking up to me anticipating what was to come next was scintillating. I started to fuck my sexy classmate girl’s mouth. Hearing her gag on my dick was such a turn on.

I was expecting her to stop me but she was surely a fighter. Tessa didn’t let me stop. She couldn’t tell the difference between pain and pleasure. I held head and thrusted harder, until the thought struck me. If her mouth felt so good, I wondered what her pussy felt like. And I couldn’t help but notice her wet spot getting larger.

I made her stand up picked her up and laid her on the table. Her skirt made it pretty convenient for me. I felt sorry for her pants as I ripped them apart with my teeth. I started and gently caressing her thighs. But the scent of her was simply irresistible. But I had to make sure I pushed her to the edge.

After a few minutes of beating around the bush, I finally gave my classmate babe what she wanted. The first lick tasted so good. Although I had planned to be gentle, I was drifting away from it. I was getting hungrier with each taste I got.

I circled her clit and slid down as I broadened my tongue to make sure I got all of it. Tessa thought this was the best she could get until my tongue kept her clit happy as I inserted my fingers into her, getting in the rhythm as I ate her out.

After a few minutes of this, I felt something oozing down. I knew what I wanted and made sure the college library table didn’t get messy.

My classmate girl relaxed again and caught her breath. I came up. By then, I was too turned up to let her do that. She read that too and said, “What are you even waiting for? Give it to me already!”

I slowly slid in. As I locked onto her eyes, I could see her eyes rolling up as I went. I was more than halfway in until she gasped. She sighed, “I hope that’s it” until I pushed all the way in.

I waited for her get herself together until I started going in and out. Tessa bit her lip as I thrusted harder. Her doing this was only provoking me to go harder. Her moans and gasps were pleasing me to the core.

Suddenly, it was as though she woke up and told me to lie down. Just as she got up, I picked her up and held her up against the wall. My virgin classmate girl then wrapped her legs around my waist, convenient enough so I could nail her against it.

Although the sight her top still being on was not ideal, I made sure she felt every inch inside her.

I then put her down let her get on top of me. She seemed eager to get on as she said, “You are gonna thank me for this ride later 😉 ” and she was true to her word. Her ass clapped as she rode me until I asked her to turn around.

The view of my classmate girl’s ass was one I won’t forget. I pulled her hair back with one hand and grabbed her tits with the other. She then arched her back to perfection

We got up and started making out again as she got on my lap. She positioned herself well to sit right on top of it. I could feel it getting so much better as she lowered herself. I now had her tits right in front of my face as she rode me again.

Her long messy hair, sweat dripping down her body, and loud but muffled moans were a perfect way to define our encounter. I never knew how well she could ride as she increased her pace I could feel myself getting closer.

I turned her around with initial resistance from her but once she understood what I was doing, she played along well. I pushed her on to the library table as got it going. Her ass was a real treat for the eyes. I was already close so my strokes were much faster and deeper.

I then moved my hand over my classmate girl’s throat and grabbed it. It was surely a gamble that paid off. Tessa most definitely loved it as I got closer. Giving backshots to her was turning me on to the limit until I knew it was the moment.

I told her I was almost there. To my surprise, she said I should do it in her mouth. There’s no better way for it to go considering out situation in the college library. And I happily obliged as I let my load down my sexy classmate girl’s throat.

Author’s note:

Excuse the mistakes! This was the first attempt. Names were changed for privacy. I hope you like it. Email: [email protected]

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Let’s get into the story.

Simmi Kapoor, 32 is a chirpy and bubbly desi woman from the city of Chandigarh. She is tall at 6 feet 1 with fair peachy skin tone, long curls all the way up to her lower waist with a perfect hourglass figure 36-26-36.

Simmi’s 36 inch bust with deep cleavage is perfect for pleasing men by making sure they can’t stop staring. She has a waist size of 26 inches and men can’t stop thinking of grabbing her from behind. Her 36 size hips allow her to be irresistible for predators in public who can’t stop admiring her booty.

Her steep arched eyebrow, flirty curved eyelashes, and downturned eyes make her the perfect blend of a stunning punjaban seductress with jaw-dropping beauty traits.

Brought up by a traditional Punjabi family, western clothes never fancied her attention. Today in the evening, Simmi is standing in front of a dressing mirror admiring herself.

She is dressed up in a red semi-transparent chiffon saree with 6-7 pleats tucked into her petticoat edge. She is also wearing a handcrafted blouse with a deep front neck that comes with a board U-neck and a center slit.

One of this sexy desi woman’s hands teasingly is moving along the edge of her blouse toward her center slit as she looks at the mirror flirtatiously biting a portion of her bow-shaped moist lips. There is a subtle chime of her bangles when she lifts both her hands to grab hold of her curls and shift them in front on one side against the curvature of her breast.

Looking against the side of the shoulder, the desi beauty stretches back both her hands against her arched spine as she manages to tighten her stringed backless padded blouse.

Simmi is enjoying the subtle traces of a leftover salty flavor in her mouth, most of which was immediately swallowed to fulfill a week-long craving.

She leans slightly forward, providing a peek of the exposed deep cleavage visible through the mirror as she holds the pallu kept against the edge of the table, draping it right after against her left shoulder fully covering her chest.

Simmi is getting hold of a tissue and wiping off a layer of white sticky substance on the middle part of her black beaded thin 18K gold mangal sutra which is hooked around her neck and kept above the draped pallu.

For a moment, she is thinking about the benefits of being married for more than four years to a husband with a high salaried position at a banking company and who travels a lot to other cities and a mother to two boys who are sent away to a boarding school, which provides her with ample free time she has always craved for.

Being a shrewd no-nonsense desi wife, she has never been an easy catch for men who usually fail with all their tactics to impress her at parties or other places. She still remembers the time she met her husband for the first time when both families were in the process of getting them hooked up.

It was a brief meeting but it made her realize the guy is only worth it when it comes to his wealth, nothing more. She grabs hold of her phone as she receives a considerable sum of money in her bank account.

Simmi then turns around to smile seductively toward a middle-aged man in his late 40s standing right behind her. The chiseled jawline and rugged face with a considerable beard, a broad well-groomed chest, big muscular hairy hands which now have locked around her waist as their tongues immediately collide once again for a few minutes.

She breaks the kiss right after looking towards him, “I will be waiting for the video upload today on our channel online on the adult site, finish the editing by tomorrow morning”.

Walking out towards the door, the last glimpse she sees of him is that he is zipping up his trousers.

While walking walk out of the premises, she hands over a tip to the watchman who is aware of these discreet weekly visits. There is a subtle exchange of flirty expressions right before she comes out of the building to sit in the cab.

The moment she sits inside the cab, the driver in front mesmerized by the scent of her perfume, adjusts the back view mirror to make sure he can see the treats. Enjoying the attention being given to her, she instead flicks out her second mobile to see a few missed calls appear on the lock screen.

Looking at the phone sheepishly, she decides to return the call placing her phone to the ears.

Simmi: What is it? Can’t you wait for me to call back? Stop behaving like a kid, I have another meeting, I will call back when it’s over.

Not able to listen on the other side of the conversation, he keeps listening to what she says.

Simmi: You know what? No need to come back home from your business trip, Do one thing, just go for a honeymoon with your fucking boss.

She cut the phone as speaking to herself, “Idiot”. The phone rings a couple of times but she ignored it blatantly.

The driver meanwhile keeps checking the back mirror for glimpses of the sexy desi woman’s irresistible assets which now are making him impatient with his trouser being stretched with throbbing bulge growing inside.

He identifies a roadblock ahead due to which he decides to take a detour through a less-traveled route through a forest. When Simmi realizes that, she immediately springs into action shouting, “Don’t act smart, no detour from here, take the main road” to which he replies, “Madam, if I go from here, you will reach fast instead of reaching after 2-3 hours due to traffic on the main road”.

He stops the car for about 10 minutes and finally, a decision is made to go by what the driver thought was right.

When the car takes the detour, an immediate difference can be felt as the smoothness of the highway is replaced by the bumpy semi constructed uneven road. To balance herself sitting, she decided to get hold of the handles placed above the mirror on the side with one hand, while the other glued onto her mobile texting.

All of a sudden, the car tire sinks in a pothole before coming back up, creating a strong jerk that makes her pallu fall off against the side of her arms, making the cleavage slightly more visible. In no time, she puts it back in place but gives enough to have a glimpse of a portion for him to release within his boxers.

An hour later, she finally reaches her destination.

As the car enters the premises of the 7-star luxury hotel, at the entrance a familiar hunk at 6 feet 1 height stands patiently for her to step out.

The moment she steps out, he stares at Simmi’s perfect curvaceous waist, ogling at her slightly visible cleavage as he wastes no time to give her a firm hug making sure those abs press against her bosom. Together they head towards the entrance.

After collecting the keys to the luxurious penthouse, both of them head towards the elevator trying to keep their hands off each other until they reach the room.

A few minutes later and while walking towards the corridor, they can feel the urges increasing every second as they walk in the room, locking the door behind. The man grabs hold of Simmi’s waist pinning her back against the wall next to the door.

He places both his hands on either side of her exposed waist after slightly slipping that pallu on the side exposing her navel. He can feel his rough fingers placed against the soft and sensitive waist of hers gripping just enough to tantalize her senses.

One of his hands then starts trailing down towards her lumbar region on her lower back, making sure the finger flicks against the waistline of her petticoat. He starts pressing his hands against that region and pulls her towards his chest with a jerk.

Meanwhile, Simmi with her head slightly arched up, slips her hands against his trouser, exposing her neck to licks and smooches from his lips. Her hand unzipped his trousers to get hold of his thick 8-inch sinful meat in her hand through his boxers. It certainly feels bigger as compared to the one she took care of earlier in the evening.

Feeling that pulsating shaft, her palm can sense the textured surface conquered by the veins. She begins stroking it and trying to reach the base and pleasure those textured balls.

Pushing the man in front a little, she uses both her hands to slip off that leather belt, throwing it on the ground along with his trousers. She gets down on her knees to flick the base of her tongue against his massive irresistible shaft. Both her hands grab his hip as she swirls her tongue around the circumference of the shaft.

Looking up at him, the sexy desi married woman pulls the pallu completely away, trailing the tip of her tongue back and forth the entire surface of the shaft. She keeps it choked between her lips for a few minutes before she slips it out slaps it over her lips and cheeks.

Taking the shaft fully inside her mouth once again, Simmi gags on it for a few seconds before slipping it out. The excess saliva drips down her neck while some remains in the form of strings between her lip and his dickhead.

Pulling her up in a few minutes, he grabs the edge of the tucked saree, pulling it out and pulling it towards him. He watches her rotate on the spot till the saree is stripped fully.

Using both hands to cup her hip above that petticoat, he pulls her towards him for a tight wet smooch. He makes sure those firm nipples rub against his chest.

He lifts her and carries her towards the bed keeping against the pillow, making sure the petticoat too is removed and thrown away on the floor accompanying the crushed saree. Spreading both her legs on either side of his shoulders, he drowns in-between, biting the edge of her soft lacey panties, and stretching it on the side.

His hands take the support of her thighs while his eyes keep in contact with hers to let her watch his tongue sticking out swirling along the surface of her warm and delicious vagina.

Later, slipping back getting into missionary, he flicks his dickhead against the tip of that clit of hers and begins thrusting it deeper making sure my hands are cupped against those lovely breasts, squeezing and fondling, in sync with the deep thrusting.

Just after a few minutes, he begins plunging that throbbing shaft, way deeper making sure that dickhead hits the hot desi woman’s G-spot multiple times.

To be continued.

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Before we start, let me remind everyone that this story is a real-life experience of one of my old readers, Anusha. I am writing it down for her.

“It felt so good. I closed my eyes and started imagining my future husband/bf while my cousin, touching my body. For a second, I felt guilty. I felt I’m using my Anirudh to pleasure myself it’s as if…as if….”

“As if he’s your sex toy,” Prabhu voiced my inner feeling while looking at me straight in my eyes.

“Yes, just like that. Because I never gave Anirudh permission to kiss me or have sex with me. I never even gave him a handjob, even though he practically begged me.”

“I love and care for him as my little cousin, but I never felt the need to please him. Unconsciously, I started treating him like a sex toy whenever we did it.”

“Even when he was touching me, we never spoke. Even if we did, they were never in sentences, just words like, please, and such.”

“I always imagine some guy in my mind when he was touching me, a guy with no facial future. I used to imagine that faceless man as my future hubby.”

“I know, this is weird and, it’s unfair to Anirudh but, that was how I felt and, I couldn’t force myself to change it. I never told ani about this because I knew he’d be upset. Honestly, we never talk about our little sessions. We pretend as if it never happened.”

“There were few times he tried to bring up the subject but, I always either ignored it or avoided it. I have to admit that Anirudh is a good guy. Despite all the unfairness, he never complained or made things difficult for me.”

I looked at Prabhu as I felt nervous that he’d judge me.

“So, a boy toy for your pleasure? It seems that you were in control of the situation all the time with him,” Prabhu said with a sly smirk.

“You could say that,” I smiled as I understood that Prabhu wasn’t judging me. I felt relieved.

“Did you let him go down on you?” Prabhu asked.

“Yes, I did,” I said.

“How was he with his mouth?” Prabhu winked as he asked.

“He was alright. I was his first and, he never had any experience before me so, he was just enough.” I said.

“Just enough to let you orgasm?” Prabhu asked.

“Well, he never made me orgasm, to be honest. He used to hump on my ass or top of me. He used to cum while humping or grinding against me. I, on the other hand, touch myself imagining the feel of his touch. He wasn’t that great in foreplay. We were doing it for the experience of it all.”

“This continued for a few times, but eventually, I felt this was pointless so, I ignored his pleadings and went back to being normal cousins. It was hard at first because he wanted to do it and, I didn’t.”

“I used to ignore him initially but, eventually, he understood and stopped asking me about it. Now, we are how we used to be back then.”

“Do you like my grip on your boobs or his?” Prabhu asked as he gripped my naked boobs hard.

I moaned and said, “Of course yours, he can never come close to you.”

“I like the sound of that. Explain more,” Prabhu asked.

“The way you handle my boobs is like magic. You know how to play with them, unlike Anirudh. He was a novice compared to you. You know how to maul them and suck them. I get turned on every time you play with my boobs.”

“Is it now? I know how much you love playing rough with your boobs and nipples. I bet Anirudh could never play with them as I do,” Prabhu said as he twisted my nipples while biting my boobs hard.

I gasped and moaned loud. I always get turned on when my husband goes crazy with my boobs. He loves giving love bites on my boobs and twisting my nipples. It was something I realized as Prabhu and I explored over the years.

“Of course not. Anirudh was like a noob compared to you. Your touch is manly while he plays with my boobs like a child,” I agreed.

I realized that describing how good Prabhu is and how much of a novice Anirudh is turning my husband wild. I don’t know what kind of weird kink he’s got in his brain. But, as long as it gets Prabhu worked up, I know for sure I’ll have a good time.

I realized that sometimes satisfying a man’s ego works wonders. Even more so than giving a blowjob. Of course, it’s only good as long as the man doesn’t start acting cocky and disrespecting you.

“It’s such a pity for him that he never got to fuck you. Anirudh would never know how you taste. Only I get to taste you and enjoy you. Your beautiful body is mine to enjoy,” Prabhu said as he moved on top of me.

Prabhu spread my legs and lay his whole body over me, kissing my lips and neck. His dick is over my pussy, rubbing against each other.

“Even if he did get a chance, I don’t think he’s as good as you in bed. Your control over me is not something that no one can replicate,” I said.

Although I’m exaggerating my words and making my husband sound like a sex god, it’s working great. He’s getting more wild with my words.

Hey, as long as you are getting it good, anything works. Right?

With our new weird kink, things started to get more steamy and, my husband was ready for another round.

I can’t believe that in just one day, my husband is going for round three. It never happened before. I guess exploring new kinks and fantasies can get things to jump-start.

This time Prabhu went straight for fucking. There was no foreplay, nothing. I guess my story got him riled up pretty good. Another round ensued, but this time there was a lot of dirty talking.

He fucked me in doggy, pulling my hair and spanking my ass. He said Anirudh could never get to see me in this position. I could tell that my husband was very pleased that he got to fuck me whenever he wished. But my cousin could barely touch me.

I went with the flow. Prabhu started fucking me rougher the more I complimented his sex skills. I have to say those exaggerated compliments of my husband’s sex skills didn’t go wasted.

Prabhu fucked me for 20 minutes this time around and, during this session, things got so heated up. Due to my husband’s heavy spankings, my ass is red and, my boobs with love bite, and they felt sore. Just touching them felt painful.

But, I don’t regret it at all. I love the pain and pleasure I am experiencing at the moment. After fucking, Prabhu and I lay on the bed naked, cuddling each other. Now that our hormones are cooled down, it’s time for some real talk.

“Do you find this weird or, are you feeling uncomfortable that we did this?” Prabhu asked.

I knew that he was talking about this new kink of him getting turned on listening to my escapades.

“It’s not weird. We are just exploring. In this journey, as long as things aren’t going out of hand, then anything works,” I said.

Even though I felt this was weird, I didn’t voice it out, as I think it’s okay to broaden our horizons with new experiences.

I would do this all over again if I could make Prabhu worked up like this. He turned into a beast after my confession and the dirty talk after that. I never thought my little story would rile him up.

“Prabhu, what made you get so excited when I was narrating? I could tell you were completely different from before I confessed,” I asked as I couldn’t help but be curious to know the trigger point.

“I honestly don’t know. I felt weirdly aroused when Anirudh was touching you. It’s not just arousal. It’s more like anger, arousal, jealousy, and competitiveness in me all flared up together. It’s complicated as I still can’t figure it out myself.” Prabhu said as he looked at me. His face filled with confusion.

“That’s okay, love. Let’s figure it out together. Whatever it is will face it together.” I said and kissed his lips while I pinched his cheeks.

“Thank you, Anu. I’m so happy that you are very understanding and supportive. I couldn’t ask for a better wife.” Prabhu said, kissing my forehead.

I burrowed in his chest and thanked him for giving me a wonderful time.

“You know, I realized that It turns me on when a guy craves for your body but, he can only imagine it but can never get it. I bet Anirudh must have dreamed about you a lot. Don’t you think?” Prabhu said with a sly smile.

“I think so. Anirudh did get a little bit of the taste before,” I said as I smiled back.

After that, Prabhu suddenly fell silent. He was looking at the ceiling as if in deep thought.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked, noticing his absent-mindedness.

“Don’t take me wrong, but I just imagined how it’d be if you seduced Anirudh and made him crave for you after all these years,” Prabhu said with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

“What? But I told you that I’m not sexually attracted to him. That’s the entire reason I stopped getting involved with him after a couple of times,” I said with furrowed brows. I don’t know what is even going on in his mind at this point.

“I know. I know. It was just a random thought,” Prabhu said.

“I think I know one of the reasons why I got so aggressive in bed after hearing your story,” He said.

“You do? Why is that?” I asked.

I’ve been thinking about it for some time and, I couldn’t figure it out. Maybe this can give me some idea of what is going on in that brain.

“When you were telling me how Anirudh touched you as you enjoyed it. I suddenly felt a mixture of emotions bombarding my brain. I felt the sudden urge to reclaim you back. I want to tell myself that you are mine and, other guys can only get to drool while I enjoy you.” Prabhu said while looking at me.

“So is that the reason why you go aggressive and the reason why you made me say how good you are in sex, compared to Anirudh?” I asked with an odd expression.

“Yes. Also, I got aroused when you enjoyed Anirudh’s touch. I wanted to show I’m better in every way. So, I started copying whatever he did according to your narration,” Prabhu confessed with his head hung low out of embarrassment.

“Awww, my love. How weirdly cute you are. You should know that you have nothing to be afraid of,” I said as I moved to kiss him.

“Remember that I am yours. Although I don’t fully understand your logic and emotions at the moment, I wish to understand and help you sort it out,” I said.

“Really?” Prabhu asked.

“Yes, we are partners in crime. If not me, who will, right?” I said as I smiled at him.

Prabhu kissed me. I saw happiness on his face at that moment. I meant every single word I said, “So, do you get turned on if I seduce someone and they crave for me?” I asked out of curiosity.

“I’m not exactly sure. I still haven’t figured it out yet. But I love the idea of a man looking at you yet cannot taste you very arousing,” Prabhu said with gleaming eyes.

“Interesting,” I commented as I, try to understand his logic.

“You know, Anirudh is coming home soon,” Prabhu said with a sneaky smile.

“So?” I asked, even though I knew where he was getting at.

“Maybe we can mess up his mind? I mean, you can mess up his mind?” Prabhu said with a devilish grin.

“I am not sure. I will see,” I gave a coy laugh and got down from the bed and walked away.

I am still processing this whole new kink. I knew what my husband wanted me to do. But, I couldn’t stop thinking about how aggressive this new kink is making Prabhu. He was so good. I wanted to experience more of it.

If things go out of hand, I’ll say: My husband made me do it.

With that, I put this thought back in my head and moved to the washroom to take a bath.

To be continued.

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I looked around the hall. Every conscious party member pulled out a zip lock bag from under their sofas. They each pulled out a large vibrator, condom, and a bottle of lube. 4 of the men were already passed out drunk. Now 8 men were clumsily getting their condoms on.

Mike was already nude and walking towards me, twirling the vibrator. It was a bright purple rubber 10-inch battery vibrator, and others were the same in different colors.  Mike looked the least drunk among the men. Shobha, Suzy, and I were sitting spread eagle on loungers.

Within minutes we each had 3 drunk men on us. The men were rubbing us with the vibrators all over. They wasted no time, and soon I had a vibrator in my ass, pussy, and cleavage. All the vibrators made my whole body shake. The men loved it as they pushed in the vibrators further up my pussy and ass.

I felt the vibrations in both my holes shaking my insides. When almost the full 10 inches were in, I had my orgasm squirting out the vibrator in my pussy as my womb tensed.

The men loved it. The man who had the pussy vibrator was licking the dildo clean. He passed out with the dildo still in his mouth. The man with ass dildo was yapping at my pussy while twisting the dildo in my ass. The 3rd guy pushed back the lounger and got his 6-inch cock in my mouth.

As I gave the blowjob, the pussy licking stopped. My legs were lifted, and the ass licker pushed his cock into my pussy. The thrusts in my pussy were more arousing due to the dildo still in my ass. In minutes in a final thrust, he cum.

As he pulled out his full condom, the one getting the blowjob went down and started fucking my pussy. He was soberer than the other 2, who were already passed out at my feet. He took his time fucking my pussy in missionary, all while kissing me and squeezing my boobs.

But soon, he too cummed thanks to my vibrating ass and passed out on top of me. I pushed him off of me, and he fell with a thud. I looked around at some interesting sights. Suzy had made a sex chain with two men. One was fucking her ass standing up while she was fucking another man’s ass with a vibrator.

And the man being fucked seemed to be enjoying the most. There was another fag who was happily sucking the dicks of all the passed-out men on the floor and the couches. He’d even give a face fuck and anal to some of them. When he saw me noticed the fag crawled up to me on his knees.

F: Please, madam. Humiliate this useless faggot.

Even though such kinky stuff was Suzy’s specialty, I enjoyed it too. I pulled him to my wet pussy by the hair and wrapped my legs around his head. He got the clue and quickly started sucking at my pussy. He was an expert in sucking.

The one fucking Suzy cummed and passed out. She pulled the one she was fucking to me and pushed in his cock into my faggot asshole. And as he was fucking the shit out of my faggot I had a piss. The faggot drank it up all while getting his ass pounded.

By the time the 2 faggots cummed, my groin was dripping with saliva, and they passed out. Suzy had moved to Shobha’s group, where a man lifted her by the thighs and was fucking her pussy vigorously, standing up. The lounger was pushed back into sleep position.

Shobha was laying on top of a man who had his cock up her ass. Mike on top of her fucking her pussy while gorging at her big juicy boobs. The most impressive was the man in the bottom. He was still giving the most forceful and quickest strokes despite taking the whole weight.

I crawled between Shobha’s legs And started slurping up the juicy cocks fucking her holes. The men loved it as they moaned. These 3 men seemed to be the least drunk. Soon I felt Shobha cum on my face.

Mike pulled Shobha up, got her on all 4s on the floor, and entered her ass. I was left sucking at the monster cock of the man on the lounger. He was young in his early 30s and had a chiseled, muscular body. My tongue could feel his cock throbbing from inside the condom.

He lifted me onto the lounger, lifted my legs, and started pounding my wet ass. I moaned as the monster screwed in my ass. The hall was filled with the moans of us women being thoroughly ravished by the three brutes. I loved it. He had the lust of a wild animal and unbelievable stamina.

My ass was ravaged for more than 20 minutes before he cummed. I felt his snake pulsing in my ass, thoroughly pleasuring me inside out. I even cummed at least twice. As I looked around, the others were finished too and waiting for us to finish.

The hunk coolly pulled out of me and bent to pick up something from a gym bag while I ogled at his tight ass. He pulled out a camera from the bag. This was nothing new to us girls. Most of the men who hire us usually like to keep such souvenirs.

We do not mind as long as we are properly compensated. And it seemed like Mike was already getting the cash ready on Suzy’s instructions. The hunk was a real pro with the camera. First, he stacked us up in doggy-style Suzy over me over Shobha.

He took pics from all angles, even those of the three brutes entering us individually. Next, Shobha and I hugged tightly as we French kissed each other, which was hard because of our combined boob size. Suzy was on her knees, licking our pussies.

Next, they took shots of each man with all 3 of us girls in sensual poses. Then the shoot went berserk. We went to the passed-out guys and took weird pics. Most of them being Suzy fucking their asses with the dildos. My pics were just me sitting on their faces.

Shobha wasn’t into this, so she left to freshen up. Jose, who was back from taking Kenny home, followed her into the back room. I slipped my number to the hunk photographer. I want to feel him again in me.

Mike: Jose will take you to where you want to go. And make sure Jose gets something in return. Help yourself to the dildos. You can freshen up in the back room. I will see you girls more.

Suzy was collecting all the dildos from the floor. She left the ones up the men’s butt alone. We knew a guy on the net who could help us resell such kinky stuff for a high price as long as we gave him proof of them being used. It was a cash cow with old or cheap undies. Dildo would fetch a higher price.

So as the men went to sleep, I went to the back room. There Jose was fucking Shobha on the bed in missionary. I could see she was done, so I got in front of them exposed my wet pussy. Jose took the bait and started screwing me instead. Shobha finally got up and went for a shower.

The sex was just average because I was tired. Soon I felt him cum into me. He fell back on the bed. Shobha came out, and I went in for the shower. I was barely wet when kinky Suzy joined me. We gave each other a proper wash cleaning each hole and fold.

Suzy: Told you this job would be worth it.

Hello beautiful people. I hope you are in a good state of health. I hope you got both your vaccine shots done.

Thank you so much for showering your love on my previous story. If you haven’t read it, you can read it here.

Let me quickly re-introduce myself to people reading my story for the first time. I am Aryan, 26 years old, from Delhi. I hail from a well-to-do family and am a qualified professional. I am 5’8” tall with a 6” long tool and 2.5” in thickness. I have fair color, an athletic body, and looks that you can’t ignore!

I am very thankful to ISS for giving people like me a platform to flaunt our writing skills.

This is a story of one of my readers, and I am just penning it down for him. I always believe that details are always necessary. Further, the story shall be his emotions, but words are mine.

Let me introduce you to the characters of the story first. Names have been changed for obvious reasons.

Shaline: My reader friend from Baroda. He’s a 21-year-old guy who just graduated from college. He handles his dad’s business of manufacturing ladies’ undergarments.

Vicky (Shaline’s Dad): He is the main lead of the story. Forty-four years old, 6’1’’ tall gentleman with a 5’’ long tool and well-maintained body. He used to flirt with every woman who he talked to.

Roopal (Shaline’s Mom): A 42 years old shy, fair-colored typical Gujju lady. She always wears a traditional Gujarati saree with 5’6’’ height. She is 34C-28-33.

Wondering how Shaline knows the exact measures?? Well, the boy manufactures undergarments. Give this motherfucker some credit, for fuck’s sake, guys!

Now, coming to the story, only me, Mom, and Dad are in our house. My younger brother studies in London. My room is on the house’s first floor, and my parents’ room is on the opposite side. On the ground floor, there’s my brother’s room and kitchen.

Everything was going smoothly before April 2020. I mean, Dad and I used to go to the factory together in the morning and come back home together in our car. We didn’t have much time to talk. I bet my parents’ sex life was shit as well.

Like any other typical family, while watching movies, I would turn my face away if any intimate scene came. My father used to whisper something in Mom’s ears, and they both would giggle. I used to get some idea but ignored it.

And then came the lockdown in April 2020, and things changed rapidly. Our factory was shut, so there was nothing to do. All three of us were forced to stay at home.

The initial days of lockdown were fun. We used to cook new recipes, do Yoga, gardening, sleep, play online games, chat with friends, video call our relatives and friends, etc. But as the lockdown kept extending, we started getting bored. I used to sex chat with my girlfriend and masturbated.

I read the ISS story and masturbated, imagine a hot girl on my Instagram account and masturbate. My father must also be frustrated with not getting any action, apart from my Mom. So must be with Mom (I learned later that even my Mom is cheating Dad).

As I told you earlier, a lot has changed since the first lockdown. Our routine also changed. We woke up early and did Yoga and other stuff, as mentioned earlier. We used to have our dinner by 19:30, watch Ramayana and other regional serials together. Then go to bed by 20:30-21:00.

On one of such nights, it was around 2 AM, and I woke up to drinking water. But (as you guys must have predicted), my bottle was empty. So I went downstairs to fill up my water bottle. As I was climbing stairs, I heard some anklets and moaning from my Dad’s room.

Those voices started getting louder as I approached nearer to their room. I understood that Mom and Dad were having a good time. I should’ve respected their privacy and gone into my room to sleep. But the motherfucking devil inside me asked me to stop and hear for a while.

As I kept my ear on the door, the door opened a little bit. And guess what I saw? Yes, I saw my Dad laying over Mom and Mom’s legs crossed on my Dad’s butt. Needless to say that they both were completely naked.

Dad was thrusting his dick inside Mom’s pussy with all that he had got. I could see Dad’s naked butt moving to and fro in a rhythmic manner inside Mom’s pussy.

Mom: Do it slowly. You are hurting me.

Dad: Just a few minutes ago, you asked me to pace up.

Mom (buried her nails on Dad’s back): Please, go slow, naa. Twenty-three years of our marriage, and you still go crazy in bed.

Dad (Panting): You are the most beautiful woman in this world. You deserve to be fucked like that. Now, will you shut up and close your eyes and enjoy.

Saying this, he placed his lips over Mom’s and started to smooch her. Mom bit his lips in pain, and he screamed, “Aah, you wild tigress, now I’ll tell you who I am.”

Until now, I was just able to see Dad’s butt and a few flashes of his dick. Mom’s legs and head were visible, nothing else. Suddenly, Dad flipped Mom to get into cowgirl position while his dick was still inside her. Oh boy, there she was!

I could see the bareback of Mom, her sexy bubble butt, and her breasts. Her fair skin glowed in the night lamp, and she looked more beautiful. Her breasts were jumping up and down, but she looked exhausted. She was hardly doing any efforts.

So my Dad pushed his dick up and down from beneath. After a few minutes, my dad reached a climax. Mom just rested her head on his shoulder, panting badly. Now they both were lying beside each other. Dad just removed the condom and threw it out of the window.

Now I realized why the cleaning staff used to curse so much every morning while cleaning the road (Wink wink). Now, Mom lay on her side, but Dad was not done yet. He hugged her from behind, grabbed her boobs, and started playing with them while rubbing his dick over Mom’s ass.

He was kissing her neck from behind, and Mom was like:
Mom: Ah, Bas karo naa. Main thak gai hu (Stop it, I am tired now).

Dad: I told you, you are going to get punished for biting my lips.

Saying this, he wore another condom. He lifted Mom’s right leg, adjusted his dick over her hairy pussy, and started ramming her in the ‘scoop me up’ position. His one hand was lifting Mom’s thigh, and his left hand was kneading her breasts very roughly.

He was fucking my Mom so vigorously that I could see her ass cheeks turn red.

Mom: Ahh, dard ho raha hai jaan. Dheere karo naa. Mujhe lagta hai ki meri chut sooj gaye hai shayad. (It’s hurting, honey, please go slow. I think my pussy has got swollen.)

Dad just ignored her and was drilling her pussy. I must tell you, that night, my respect for my dad multiplied. He has amazing stamina. It was around 15 minutes in that position, but he didn’t cum. Mom got uncomfortable in that position, so he suggested doing it in the doggy style.

Watching such scenes made me hard. I was standing there with one of my hands in my boxers, stroking my dick slowly. The other hand was carefully holding the door, so it didn’t open.

My Mom just obeyed Dad like her little bitch and got herself in the doggy style. The scenic beauty of that moment was out of this world. Her ass cheeks and pussy were visible to me. I felt like fucking Mom right away, like there’s no tomorrow.

But I controlled my emotions. Unfortunately, my dick couldn’t control, and I ejaculated within my boxers. It was the biggest load of cum I ever ejaculated. Dad went behind Mom, adjusted his dick on the entrance of Mom’s pussy. He started stroking it with full energy.

He did it for good 20 minutes before he ejaculated. Mom was exhausted and panting and thanking God that it got over. After that, Dad threw the condom away on the road. Mom was about to get dressed in her nighty. Dad didn’t let her wear it. And after that, they both dozed off naked in the arms of each other.

That’s all for this one, guys. Do let me know if you enjoyed the Mom and Dad show! Your comments, your texts would motivate me to write more. Your suggestions and feedbacks are welcome on [email protected]. I’m also available on Google Hangouts!

Hi all, this story is about Sumit – a tall 6’2″ guy, who recently got an accountant’s job at the Kharagpur railways. Since railway quarters weren’t available for the new joinee, he had to find a place to rent. That was how he got in contact with Pranab Pal.

Pranab was a little old compared to his wife, Diya. Pranab’s wife Diya was a beautiful lady, with adorable assets. Naturally, Pranab had been quite possessive about Diya and did not allow her to be outside frequently. All of this meant, when Sumit rented the place, he and Diya would constantly cross paths.

Every morning when the beautiful landlady Diya would be putting out her wet clothes, the tenant Sumit would be working out. In the evening when Diya would sweep the verandah, she would run into a hot Sumit coming out of the washroom, flexing his abs. And even at night, a drunk Sumit would grab a good view of Diya in her nighties.

Now, since the landlord Pranab was tired and timid, Diya didn’t complain about the attention. She was rather happy and excited. Gradually, this allowed Sumit to be physically closer to his beautiful landlady, and at times, engage in some mischiefs.

One morning, while Diya was putting her clothes out, Sumit sneaked up behind her. Then he suddenly pulled her towel from her hair! This caused her wet hair to fall all over her shoulder. Diya looked back at Sumit, with a little annoyance and shock.

“Thank me, it’s just the towel and not your pallu,” Sumit smirked, wiping his sweat with that towel.

“Don’t you dare! And go away, Pranab might hear,” Diya said in a slower voice.

“Let’s go somewhere, away from your controlling husband,” Sumit smirked.

“When did I ever say no? I would love it.” Diya replied, taking the towel back and escaping from Sumit.

The next morning, Sumit sneaked up to his young landlady. He grabbed her by her hand and pinned her to the wall. Diya’s breath met Sumit’s chest and her boobs met his abs.

“You. Me. Digha,” Sumit whispered in Diya’s ears.

“Really?” Diya almost jumped, clashing her body with Sumit.

“But you need to learn all about it,” Sumit said holding her hand again.

“Yes, I will, do whatever it takes,” Diya was too happy.

“Come to my room, at six then,” Sumit was now pressing his sexy landlady against the wall. He could feel her nipples erecting up. Sumit left her hand and casually walked away.

Pranab used to return late, around 8 in the night. This gave Sumit two hours to spend with the naive Diya. So he came from the office with a gift packed for Diya. Diya however was a bit late. Around 6:30, Diya knocked on the door. She was visibly tired from sweeping. The sweat had soaked into her blouse and petticoat.

Sumit opened the door, with strict displeasure on his face.

“Thirty minutes late, so you don’t want to learn?” Sumit said with a stern face.

“Sorry Sumit, you know I was..” the naive Diya was trying to defend when Sumit started again.

“But your offense deserves punishment, don’t you agree?”

“Yes,” Diya nodded in agreement.

“Go to the table and bend over,” Sumit said firmly.

The landlord’s wife went to the table and hesitantly bent over it.

Sumit came from behind and grabbed both her hands, placing them both on the table. Diya was now perfectly bent. Her round ass came out in the wet saree. She had a big booty for sure.

Sumit ran his fingers over his innocent landlady’s round ass, squeezing first the left and then the right one. He then stroked a little to see how they bounced. Now, he slapped her left ass cheeks hard. “Ahhh” Diya reacted in pain.

“No sound, else you will be spanked harder,” Sumit said raising her hand to spank her right asscheek. Then he bent over to kiss her assets. Diya was relieved.

“Come to the sofa, and I have a gift for you” Sumit took the packed gift out. Diya had by now forgotten the pain already.

“What’s in it?” an excited Diya asked.

“Wait for the end of our teaching,” Sumit replied switching the TV on. It was a sultry show of women on the beach, with bikini girls and nudists.

“This is how people dress for a beach,” Sumit affirmed his shy landlady.

“But I don’t have a bikini” Diya framed an excuse.

“Why don’t you unwrap the gift?” Sumit smiled. In the gift was a red bikini top, with a short skirt. Diya was shocked and worried.

“Go wear it for me,” Sumit persuaded.

Diya had no option she went into her bedroom. And first compared the tops to her size. It looked a bit smaller. Then she started to disrobe herself. She took the saree off and put it on the bed. Then she proceeded to remove her blouse and put on the bikini top. Her boobs were pushing out of the cloth and she could not tie the knot at back.

Sumit, entered the room, surprising Diya. He had been watching over her since the whole time. Diya was a bit shocked. She had been a bit careless, exposing her naked breasts, when she took off the blouse. But the damage was done.

“Let me help you,” Sumit said in a lustful tone. His eyes were undressing his landlord’s naive wife. She felt helpless and happy.

Sumit grabbed the loose straps of the bikini top and constricted them. Diya’s boobs were crying for space. Diya looked at herself. She had never been more sluttier. She felt excited about herself.

“Sumit, I can’t wear this top, it’s too small,” Diya complained.

“But everyone wears it,” Sumit tried to convince.

“It’s a bit too much, let’s get something bigger,” Diya reasoned.

“That’s not cool. Okay, I will but you another top to wear with that skirt. But under one condition,” Sumit looked mischievous.

“What?” Diya was getting nervous.

“A kiss.”

A shy Diya was a bit uncomfortable, but Sumit grabbed her waist, bring her face close to his. Her perky nipples rubbed against those strong abs. Their lips touched, and Sumit invaded her mouth. He sucked in some breath from her. Diya was getting turned in.

Meanwhile, Sumit’s hands moved down, through his cute landlady’s ass cheeks. Diya wanted to distract him, so she joined with her tongue. Her nipples pressed harder and so did Sumit’s growing dick pressed against her crotch.

His hands were still moving, splitting her ass and reaching out for her pussy. Diya tried to push Sumit onto the bed, to save her pussy.

Sumit pulled her by her waist again. This time, he quickly loosened her petticoat. And made her land on his lap. Diya started to kiss him again, vigorously this time. But she was sitting on his lap, but above a throbbing penis.

Sumit now slid his hand under the bikini top, freeing her boobs that he continued to press aggressively. Diya was getting far too anxious. She tried to free her mouth, but Sumit moved into her boobs, sucking gently at first.

As the naive Diya tried to speak, he sucked hard on her milky boobs, making her moan. She could feel a massive dick now.

“Pranab will see us” Diya uttered, still moaning from the wild sucking. There was a horn in distance. Sumit stopped and released his grip, liberating Diya.

“Wait for my package tomorrow,” he said before he went out of the room.

***

This is an ongoing story and the next part will have their steamy sex during the Digha ride. Please comment on what fantasy you would like in the next part.

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

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

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

Ab main shuru karti hu apni ‘Complaint Karne Jaane Se Leke, Chudai Ki Class Tak’ ka agla part. Is part ka maza lene ke liye pichle parts zaroor padhe.

Pichle part mein aapne padha tha, ki Raman ki wife ki death ho gayi thi aur main aur Ghosh Babu uske antim-sanskaar ke liye gaye the. Raman bohut dukhi tha. Aur usne apna saara dukh apne lund ke raaste meri chut aur gaand mein nikaal diya. Ab aage-

Main aur Raman neeche aa chuke the. Fir Pandit ne saari rasme ki aur Priya ki body ko waha se leke jaane lage. Bahar gaadi khadi aur unke sab rishtedaar us gaadi mein baith gaye. Main aur Ghosh Babu bhi gaadi mein baith gaye.

Shamshaan-ghaat ka raasta sirf 10-minute ka tha. Waha pahunchte hi sab mard dead body ke saath andar chale gaye aur aurate baahar ruki. Main ab ek side mein khadi hui thi aur Ghosh Babu aur Raman ka wait kar rahi thi.

Tabhi mujhe kisi unknown number se call aayi. Maine phone uthaya aur “Hello” bola. Saamne se awaaz aayi-

Anjaan Aadmi: Kaisi ho jaaneman?

Main thodi hairaan hui, ki kon hai jo mujhe aise bula raha tha. Fir Main boli-

Main: Kon ho aap?

Anjaan Aadmi: Tumhara hi koi aashiq hu.

Main: Seedhe-seedhe apna naam batao, warna Main phone kaat rahi hu.

Anjaan Aadmi: Main tumhe chodna chaahta hu bas. To tum ek baar mere lund ki pyaas bujha do.

Main: Ye kya bakwaas kar rahe ho. Tumhe baat karne ki tameez nahi hai?

Anjaan Aadmi: Haa, jisse abhi-abhi chud kar aayi ho, tameez to bas usi ko hai.

Main uski ye baat sun kar hairaan reh gayi. Main soch mein pad gayi, ki phone par kon ho sakta tha. Fir maine anjaan bante hue poocha-

Main: Chudai? Kis chudai ki baat kar rahe ho tum?

Anjaan Aadmi: Wahi jo abhi-abhi Raman aur tumhaare beech hui thi.

Ab meri awaaz thodi dheemi pad gayi aur main boli.

Main: Mujhe nahi pata, ki tum kya baat kar rahe ho.

Anjaan Aadmi: Maine tumhe WhatsApp par ek video bheji hai. Phone kaato aur zara us video ko dekho.

Fir maine jaldi se call cut ki aur us video ko download karke dekhne lagi. Haye Ram! Us video mein Raman meri gaand maar raha tha. Wahi hua, jiska mujhe darr tha. Kisi ne mauke ka faida utha liya aur hamari video bana li.

Ab meri gaand fatne lag gayi thi. Lekin honsla is baat ka tha, ki woh bhi meri chudai ki karna chaahta tha. Tabhi usi Aadmi ki call firse aayi. Woh bola-

Anjaan Aadmi: Dekha apni hi chudai ka nazara?

Main: Haa dekh liya.

Anjaan Aadmi: Ye to bas ek clip hai. Mere paas to poori film recorded hai.

Main: Kya chahiye tumhe?

Anjaan Aadmi: Jaisa ki maine kaha, ki main tumhara aashiq hu aur tumhari chudai karna chaahta hu.

Main: Dekho, tum ye galat kar rahe ho.

Anjaan Aadmi: Galat to tab hota, jab Main ye video seedha tumhaare Pati ko bhej deta. Ya Main is video ko internet par daal deta. Lekin maine aisa kuch nahi kiya. Main to bas tumhe pyaar karna chaahta hu.

Anjaan Aadmi: Aur tum konsa doodh ki dhuli ho. Tum bhi to apne padosi ke saath lagi hui ho. Agar thode pyaar ki baarish mujh par kar dogi, to tumhara kya jaayega.

Main: Mujhe jagah batado, main aa jaungi. Lekin uske baad tumhe ye video delete karni hogi.

Anjaan Aadmi: Haa bilkul delete kar doonga.

Main: Aur jagah?

Anjaan Aadmi: Jagah yahi hai, jaha tum khadi ho.

Main: Kya! Shamshaan-ghaat mein?

Anjaan Aadmi: Haa yahi par. Main tumhaare peeche hi hu.

Maine jhat se peeche mud kar dekha, to meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Peeche Naresh Uncle khade the. Unko dekhte hi main boli.

Main: Naresh Uncle aap?

Naresh Uncle bhi hamaare ghar ke paas hi rehte hai. Unki family mein bhi bohut saare kaand hue hai. Woh main aapko aane waale parts mein bataungi.

Naresh Uncle: Haa main, Nikita beta.

Main: Aap to mere baap ki umar ke ho. Aapse mujhe ye umeed nahi thi.

Naresh Uncle: Umeed to mujhe bhi nahi thi, lekin tumhara ye gadreela jism kisi se bhi kuch bhi karwa sakta hai. Nikita main kab se tumhe dekh-dekh kar muth maarta hu. Lekin aaj mujhe tumhe chodne ka mauka mila hai.

Main hairaan hoke dekh rahi thi. Jis Naresh Uncle ko main itni izzat bhari nazro se dekhti thi, woh saala buddha itna haraami niklega.

Fir unhone mujhe unke peeche-peeche chalne ko kaha. Main waise bhi side khadi thi. To kisi ki nazar mein aaye bagair Main unke peeche-peeche chali gayi. Naresh Uncle mujhe waha paas ki ek band factory mein le gaye.

Woh factory kapda banaane ki mill thi aur waha abhi bhi kapde ke dher pade hue the. Jaise hi hum andar gaye Naresh Uncle ne mera haath pakda aur mujhe apni taraf kheench liya.

Naresh Uncle ek 60 saal ka budhha hai. Uske baal bilkul safed ho chuke hai aur muh bikul clean-shaved hai. Unki height 5’8″ hai aur shareer patla sa hai. Unka rang saaf hai aur unka apna kaafi bada business hai.

Maine unko hamesha apne Baap ki nazar se dekha tha. Mujhe apni taraf kheenchne ke baad unhone mere gaalo aur gardan ko choomna shuru kar diya. Woh mere gaalo ko chaatne lage aur mere poore muh par apni jeebh firaane lage.

Main unko apne hontho par kiss karne nahi de rahi thi, kyuki mujhe acha nahi lag raha tha. Fir unhone meri saree ka pallu side kiya aur meri cleavage mein apna muh daal liya.

Aisa lag raha tha, jaise woh bohut der se kisi aurat ke jism ke liye bhookhe ho. Woh mere stanno ko blouse ke upar se kaat rahe the. Fir woh mere peeche gaye aur mere blouse ka hook khol diya.

Unhone mujhe peeche se gale lagaya aur mere mote-mote stanno ko dabana shuru kar diya. Ab mujhe bhi dheere-dheere garmi chadhni shuru ho gayi thi aur main aahen bharne lag gayi thi.

Naresh Uncle ne ab meri bra bhi utaar di aur mere stanno ko aatte ki tarah masalne lag gaye. Woh mere nipples ko kheench-kheench kar mujhe garam kar rahe the. Fir unhone meri saree ka pallu pakda aur apne se door dhakel kar meri saree nikaal di.

Ab Main unke saamne sirf petticoat mein thi. Unhone mujhe firse apni taraf kheencha aur mere upar ke saare jism par kiss karne lage. Ab mujhse raha nahi jaa raha tha aur maine unka sir apni chaati mein dabana shuru kar diya. Woh bhi samajh gaye the, ki ab Main garam ho chuki thi.

Fir unhone mere baal pakde aur mera muh apne muh ke paas le gaye. Unhone pehle mere hontho par apni jeebh feri aur fir mere hontho ko paaglo ki tarah choosne lag gaye. Mere paas unka saath dene ke alawa koi aur raasta nahi tha.

Woh bade maze se mere dono hontho ko choos rahe the. Unki poori jeebh mere muh ke andar jaa rahi thi aur woh meri jeebh pakad kar choos rahe the. Main bhi unka saath de rahi thi aur maza le rahi thi. Mere honth choosne ke saath-saath woh meri gaand bhi daba rahe the.

Unhone mere petticoat mein apna haath daala aur naada khol kar mera petticoat neeche gira diya. Ab Main sirf panty mein thi. Mujhe panty mein dekh kar maano woh pagal ho gaye the. Unhone mujhe apni baaho mein uthaya aur peeche pade kapde ke dher pe mujhe lita diya.

Fir unhone meri taango mein apna muh daal aur meri jaangho ko choomne-chaatne lage. Woh meri chut ko meri panty ke upar se choomne lage aur main unka sir apni jaanghon mein dabaane lagi. Fir unhone meri panty neeche karke meri taango se nikaal di.

Unhone apne bhi saare kapde utaar diye aur bilkul nange ho gaye. Unka lund mere andaaze se kahi bada tha aur mujhe kaafi maza aane wala tha. Unka lund takreeban 7-inch lamba hoga. Fir woh neeche hue aur meri chut chaatne lage. Main aahh aahh ki siskiya bharne lagi.

Woh bade maze se meri chut ka swaad le rahe the aur meri chut ke dono hontho ko ek-ek karke choos rahe the. Aisa lag raha tha, jaise woh meri chut ko khaa jaayenge. Meri chut ki aag ab bhadak chuki thi aur Main chudne ke liye betaab ho chuki thi. Fir main boli.

Main: Ab aur naa tadpao aur lelo meri chut ka maza.

Naresh Uncle: Pehle mere lund ko geela to karde.

Ye bol kar woh mere muh ke upar aaye aur unhone apna lund mere muh mein thoos diya. Woh zor-zor se mere muh mein dhakke maarne lage aur meri saans rukne lagi. Main kapde ke dher par thi aur hil bhi nahi paa rahi thi. Aur woh mere muh ko kutiya ki tarah chod rahe the.

Thodi der lund chuswaane ke baad unhone apna lund mere muh se baahar nikaala. Unke lund ke saath mere muh se bohut saara thook bhi baahar nikal aaya. Unhone woh saara thook mere muh se choos liya aur neeche se mere chut mein apna lund daal diya.

Ab woh apni gaand ko aage-peeche karke meri chut ko chodne lage. Mujhe bohut maza aa raha tha. Woh mujhe chodne mein apna poora zor laga rahe the. Fir chodte hue woh bole.

Naresh Uncle: Maine sahi socha tha. Tumhari chut bohut garam hai. Meri Bahuo se bhi zyada garam. Aaj tak maine kitni baar apni Bahuo ko choda hai, lekin itna maza kabhi nahi aaya.

Ab meri chut sikudne lagi thi aur main jhadne waali thi. Maine Naresh Uncle ko bola-

Main: Mera nikalne wala hai.

Naresh Uncle: Aahh, mera bhi nikalne wala hai meri jaan.

Aur ye bolte hue unhone apni speed badha li. Maine apni taango mein unko jakad liya aur zor-zor se apni gaand hilaane lagi. Unhone bhi zor se dhakke maarte hue meri chut mein hi apna paani nikaal diya.

Ab meri chut se mera aur unka paani mix hokar baahar aa rahe the. Chudai khatam hote hi mera phone bajne laga. Maine check kiya to Ghosh Babu ka phone tha. Main khadi ho gayi aur maine call pick ki. Tabhi Ghosh Babu bole-

Ghosh Babu: Yaha sanskaar ka kaam khatam ho chuka hai aur hum baahar aa rahe hai.

Main: Ok.

Maine jaldi se apne kapde badle aur waha se jaane lagi. Tabhi Naresh Uncle bole-

Naresh Uncle: Abhi gaand pending reh gayi.

Maine unko ek smile paas ki aur waha se nikal gayi. Fir hum waha se wapas aa gaye. Iske baad kya hua, woh aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega. Aur mujhse baat karne ke liye mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye mujhe call kijiye.

Pichle part mein aapne padha tha, ki Raman ki wife ki death ho gayi thi aur main aur Ghosh Babu uske antim-sanskaar ke liye gaye the. Raman bohut dukhi tha. Aur usne apna saara dukh apne lund ke raaste meri chut aur gaand mein nikaal diya. Ab aage-

Main aur Raman neeche aa chuke the. Fir Pandit ne saari rasme ki aur Priya ki body ko waha se leke jaane lage. Bahar gaadi khadi aur unke sab rishtedaar us gaadi mein baith gaye. Main aur Ghosh Babu bhi gaadi mein baith gaye.

Shamshaan-ghaat ka raasta sirf 10-minute ka tha. Waha pahunchte hi sab mard dead body ke saath andar chale gaye aur aurate baahar ruki. Main ab ek side mein khadi hui thi aur Ghosh Babu aur Raman ka wait kar rahi thi.

Tabhi mujhe kisi unknown number se call aayi. Maine phone uthaya aur “Hello” bola. Saamne se awaaz aayi-

Anjaan Aadmi: Kaisi ho jaaneman?

Main thodi hairaan hui, ki kon hai jo mujhe aise bula raha tha. Fir Main boli-

Main: Kon ho aap?

Anjaan Aadmi: Tumhara hi koi aashiq hu.

Main: Seedhe-seedhe apna naam batao, warna Main phone kaat rahi hu.

Anjaan Aadmi: Main tumhe chodna chaahta hu bas. To tum ek baar mere lund ki pyaas bujha do.

Main: Ye kya bakwaas kar rahe ho. Tumhe baat karne ki tameez nahi hai?

Anjaan Aadmi: Haa, jisse abhi-abhi chud kar aayi ho, tameez to bas usi ko hai.

Main uski ye baat sun kar hairaan reh gayi. Main soch mein pad gayi, ki phone par kon ho sakta tha. Fir maine anjaan bante hue poocha-

Main: Chudai? Kis chudai ki baat kar rahe ho tum?

Anjaan Aadmi: Wahi jo abhi-abhi Raman aur tumhaare beech hui thi.

Ab meri awaaz thodi dheemi pad gayi aur main boli.

Main: Mujhe nahi pata, ki tum kya baat kar rahe ho.

Anjaan Aadmi: Maine tumhe WhatsApp par ek video bheji hai. Phone kaato aur zara us video ko dekho.

Fir maine jaldi se call cut ki aur us video ko download karke dekhne lagi. Haye Ram! Us video mein Raman meri gaand maar raha tha. Wahi hua, jiska mujhe darr tha. Kisi ne mauke ka faida utha liya aur hamari video bana li.

Ab meri gaand fatne lag gayi thi. Lekin honsla is baat ka tha, ki woh bhi meri chudai ki karna chaahta tha. Tabhi usi Aadmi ki call firse aayi. Woh bola-

Anjaan Aadmi: Dekha apni hi chudai ka nazara?

Main: Haa dekh liya.

Anjaan Aadmi: Ye to bas ek clip hai. Mere paas to poori film recorded hai.

Main: Kya chahiye tumhe?

Anjaan Aadmi: Jaisa ki maine kaha, ki main tumhara aashiq hu aur tumhari chudai karna chaahta hu.

Main: Dekho, tum ye galat kar rahe ho.

Anjaan Aadmi: Galat to tab hota, jab Main ye video seedha tumhaare Pati ko bhej deta. Ya Main is video ko internet par daal deta. Lekin maine aisa kuch nahi kiya. Main to bas tumhe pyaar karna chaahta hu.

Anjaan Aadmi: Aur tum konsa doodh ki dhuli ho. Tum bhi to apne padosi ke saath lagi hui ho. Agar thode pyaar ki baarish mujh par kar dogi, to tumhara kya jaayega.

Main: Mujhe jagah batado, main aa jaungi. Lekin uske baad tumhe ye video delete karni hogi.

Anjaan Aadmi: Haa bilkul delete kar doonga.

Main: Aur jagah?

Anjaan Aadmi: Jagah yahi hai, jaha tum khadi ho.

Main: Kya! Shamshaan-ghaat mein?

Anjaan Aadmi: Haa yahi par. Main tumhaare peeche hi hu.

Maine jhat se peeche mud kar dekha, to meri aankhen khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Peeche Naresh Uncle khade the. Unko dekhte hi main boli.

Main: Naresh Uncle aap?

Naresh Uncle bhi hamaare ghar ke paas hi rehte hai. Unki family mein bhi bohut saare kaand hue hai. Woh main aapko aane waale parts mein bataungi.

Naresh Uncle: Haa main, Nikita beta.

Main: Aap to mere baap ki umar ke ho. Aapse mujhe ye umeed nahi thi.

Naresh Uncle: Umeed to mujhe bhi nahi thi, lekin tumhara ye gadreela jism kisi se bhi kuch bhi karwa sakta hai. Nikita main kab se tumhe dekh-dekh kar muth maarta hu. Lekin aaj mujhe tumhe chodne ka mauka mila hai.

Main hairaan hoke dekh rahi thi. Jis Naresh Uncle ko main itni izzat bhari nazro se dekhti thi, woh saala buddha itna haraami niklega.

Fir unhone mujhe unke peeche-peeche chalne ko kaha. Main waise bhi side khadi thi. To kisi ki nazar mein aaye bagair Main unke peeche-peeche chali gayi. Naresh Uncle mujhe waha paas ki ek band factory mein le gaye.

Woh factory kapda banaane ki mill thi aur waha abhi bhi kapde ke dher pade hue the. Jaise hi hum andar gaye Naresh Uncle ne mera haath pakda aur mujhe apni taraf kheench liya.

Naresh Uncle ek 60 saal ka budhha hai. Uske baal bilkul safed ho chuke hai aur muh bikul clean-shaved hai. Unki height 5’8″ hai aur shareer patla sa hai. Unka rang saaf hai aur unka apna kaafi bada business hai.

Maine unko hamesha apne Baap ki nazar se dekha tha. Mujhe apni taraf kheenchne ke baad unhone mere gaalo aur gardan ko choomna shuru kar diya. Woh mere gaalo ko chaatne lage aur mere poore muh par apni jeebh firaane lage.

Main unko apne hontho par kiss karne nahi de rahi thi, kyuki mujhe acha nahi lag raha tha. Fir unhone meri saree ka pallu side kiya aur meri cleavage mein apna muh daal liya.

Aisa lag raha tha, jaise woh bohut der se kisi aurat ke jism ke liye bhookhe ho. Woh mere stanno ko blouse ke upar se kaat rahe the. Fir woh mere peeche gaye aur mere blouse ka hook khol diya.

Unhone mujhe peeche se gale lagaya aur mere mote-mote stanno ko dabana shuru kar diya. Ab mujhe bhi dheere-dheere garmi chadhni shuru ho gayi thi aur main aahen bharne lag gayi thi.

Naresh Uncle ne ab meri bra bhi utaar di aur mere stanno ko aatte ki tarah masalne lag gaye. Woh mere nipples ko kheench-kheench kar mujhe garam kar rahe the. Fir unhone meri saree ka pallu pakda aur apne se door dhakel kar meri saree nikaal di.

Ab Main unke saamne sirf petticoat mein thi. Unhone mujhe firse apni taraf kheencha aur mere upar ke saare jism par kiss karne lage. Ab mujhse raha nahi jaa raha tha aur maine unka sir apni chaati mein dabana shuru kar diya. Woh bhi samajh gaye the, ki ab Main garam ho chuki thi.

Fir unhone mere baal pakde aur mera muh apne muh ke paas le gaye. Unhone pehle mere hontho par apni jeebh feri aur fir mere hontho ko paaglo ki tarah choosne lag gaye. Mere paas unka saath dene ke alawa koi aur raasta nahi tha.

Woh bade maze se mere dono hontho ko choos rahe the. Unki poori jeebh mere muh ke andar jaa rahi thi aur woh meri jeebh pakad kar choos rahe the. Main bhi unka saath de rahi thi aur maza le rahi thi. Mere honth choosne ke saath-saath woh meri gaand bhi daba rahe the.

Unhone mere petticoat mein apna haath daala aur naada khol kar mera petticoat neeche gira diya. Ab Main sirf panty mein thi. Mujhe panty mein dekh kar maano woh pagal ho gaye the. Unhone mujhe apni baaho mein uthaya aur peeche pade kapde ke dher pe mujhe lita diya.

Fir unhone meri taango mein apna muh daal aur meri jaangho ko choomne-chaatne lage. Woh meri chut ko meri panty ke upar se choomne lage aur main unka sir apni jaanghon mein dabaane lagi. Fir unhone meri panty neeche karke meri taango se nikaal di.

Unhone apne bhi saare kapde utaar diye aur bilkul nange ho gaye. Unka lund mere andaaze se kahi bada tha aur mujhe kaafi maza aane wala tha. Unka lund takreeban 7-inch lamba hoga. Fir woh neeche hue aur meri chut chaatne lage. Main aahh aahh ki siskiya bharne lagi.

Woh bade maze se meri chut ka swaad le rahe the aur meri chut ke dono hontho ko ek-ek karke choos rahe the. Aisa lag raha tha, jaise woh meri chut ko khaa jaayenge. Meri chut ki aag ab bhadak chuki thi aur Main chudne ke liye betaab ho chuki thi. Fir main boli.

Main: Ab aur naa tadpao aur lelo meri chut ka maza.

Naresh Uncle: Pehle mere lund ko geela to karde.

Ye bol kar woh mere muh ke upar aaye aur unhone apna lund mere muh mein thoos diya. Woh zor-zor se mere muh mein dhakke maarne lage aur meri saans rukne lagi. Main kapde ke dher par thi aur hil bhi nahi paa rahi thi. Aur woh mere muh ko kutiya ki tarah chod rahe the.

Thodi der lund chuswaane ke baad unhone apna lund mere muh se baahar nikaala. Unke lund ke saath mere muh se bohut saara thook bhi baahar nikal aaya. Unhone woh saara thook mere muh se choos liya aur neeche se mere chut mein apna lund daal diya.

Ab woh apni gaand ko aage-peeche karke meri chut ko chodne lage. Mujhe bohut maza aa raha tha. Woh mujhe chodne mein apna poora zor laga rahe the. Fir chodte hue woh bole.

Naresh Uncle: Maine sahi socha tha. Tumhari chut bohut garam hai. Meri Bahuo se bhi zyada garam. Aaj tak maine kitni baar apni Bahuo ko choda hai, lekin itna maza kabhi nahi aaya.

Ab meri chut sikudne lagi thi aur main jhadne waali thi. Maine Naresh Uncle ko bola-

Main: Mera nikalne wala hai.

Naresh Uncle: Aahh, mera bhi nikalne wala hai meri jaan.

Aur ye bolte hue unhone apni speed badha li. Maine apni taango mein unko jakad liya aur zor-zor se apni gaand hilaane lagi. Unhone bhi zor se dhakke maarte hue meri chut mein hi apna paani nikaal diya.

Ab meri chut se mera aur unka paani mix hokar baahar aa rahe the. Chudai khatam hote hi mera phone bajne laga. Maine check kiya to Ghosh Babu ka phone tha. Main khadi ho gayi aur maine call pick ki. Tabhi Ghosh Babu bole-

Ghosh Babu: Yaha sanskaar ka kaam khatam ho chuka hai aur hum baahar aa rahe hai.

Main: Ok.

Maine jaldi se apne kapde badle aur waha se jaane lagi. Tabhi Naresh Uncle bole-

Naresh Uncle: Abhi gaand pending reh gayi.

Maine unko ek smile paas ki aur waha se nikal gayi. Fir hum waha se wapas aa gaye. Iske baad kya hua, woh aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega.

Hello everyone. It’s great to be back again, especially after receiving so many comments from different parts of the country. I’m Daksh, aged 30, staying in Mumbai and working in Delhi. Requesting to please read the previous story before reading this story.

I am requesting not to ask for pics due to privacy reasons. I believe earning the trust of a woman is one of the most precious things. I am not the type of guy who will break it for sure. So, bring your imagination to the fore and let your mind do the rest!

I am pleased to share the continuation of the story.

Hearing my mom, I sneaked out from Riya aunt’s house and joined my friends in the society premises. Later, I went to my house, and mom started asking many questions. I had to lie about it for obvious reasons.

Days passed by. We were not getting time to have our private sessions due to the presence of my mom and her child. We were regularly chatting on WhatsApp and sexting each other, seeing each other nude stimulating our genitals.

Frustration was creeping onto me. Thinking I had such a sexy neighbor next door inviting me to fuck but was unable to do it.

I was looking out for every opportunity to fuck my sexy neighbor. My door was opened. I was keeping an eye on my Riya aunt’s door. After a few minutes, I was delighted to see her kid, Riyan going out to play. I just told ‘hi’ to Riyan, and he left. My mom was working in the kitchen.

I closed my door and told my mom I was going to my friend’s house. Her door was open. I sneaked into her apartment, closing the door without making any noise. As I entered her flat, my eyes were wandering to locate Riya aunty.

I moved towards the kitchen, and she was busy cleaning utensils. She was wearing a loose top and a short. I caught hold of her boobs from behind. She let out a husky moan. I whispered to her, saying, “I missed you.” She replied, saying, “I had been feeling you inside since morning.”

I was feeling her boobs from her top and pressing them hard. I slid both my hands inside her top, feeling her boobs directly as she was not wearing any bra. I removed her top completely to squeeze both her melons, fusing them to bring them together.

She turned her face to her right, and we kissed passionately. She leaned back a bit onto me and kept her left hand caressing my hairs at the back of the head and her right hand massaging my dick over the shorts. Our kiss was very intimate, locking our tongues as deep inside as we could.

I was biting her lower lips, and she was responding nicely to the kiss. We kissed for 7 minutes, and I was continuously massaging her boobs softly. I broke the kiss and started kissing her neck. Those kisses around the neck send mild shivers all around the body.

The neck groin is one of the most sensitive parts of the body. I reduced my intensity of hard pressing to light touches now. I was running my fingers slowly to cover her entire boobs.

I used ice cubes from her refrigerator to gently graze on her nipples. She was shrieking with joy, and my fingers on her boobs coupled with an ice cube and my gentle kisses around her neck groin area were doing the trick. I started blowing hot air around her neck, giving her goosebumps on her entire body.

I could feel them. She slid her right hand directly inside the undies, feeling my dick completely. She began to stroke me slowly. Still, I was not touching her nipples directly. I was encircling her nipples area, solely focusing on her breast. Her nipples started getting too erect.

I began to pinch her nipples, twisting them gently. I gently pressed the nipple using my index finger. I massaged the breasts in a circular motion to make it harder. I made her turn towards me and started sucking on one nipple, placing my hand on the other breast, massaging it completely.

I used a few of my teeth sliding through her nipples. I was switching boobs reciprocating actions with the other boobs too. She was becoming more sensitive, making the act pleasurable for her. She was getting wild with my erotic techniques.

I was continuously making eye contact and was experiencing it, keeping her eyes closed biting her lips. I slowly started sliding my right hand inside her panty. The panty was already wet with cum, and it was quite evident that nipple erotic techniques had made the whole panty wet.

I could feel the bush of her pussy as I had requested her not to shave it. I went down on my knees, and the bush was clear. The aroma of the bush was making me go mad. Within the bush, I was locating the sweet hole for which all men crave.

I parted her pussy lips. I could sense the beautiful inner lips and outer lips of the pussy. I started using my two fingers to gently brush her inner lips in a circular motion around the clit. I massaged around her clit, increasing my pace slowly. I was continuously gauging her expressions.

She was madly pinching her nipples and cupping her boobs on her own, trying to lick her nipples. I used the same technique as I used for nipple stimulation. I was encircling and massaging continuously around her clit, not touching it.

I introduced gently back and forth motions combined with small circular motions around her clit. Slowly, I started tapping gently. My slow tapping on her clit started giving her soft moans, with her expressions changing.

I made her sit on the kitchen platform. She widened her legs, giving me full access to her pussy. I started licking her clit and used my fingers to encircle around her clit as well. With just a few licks to her clit her moaning started to intensify.

I started to combine the effect of my fingers and mouth to pleasure her. “You make me so wet. Don’t stop. Please continue till I don’t drop down.” These words made me go mad. I used my fingers to insert her pussy.

I started three fingers moving to and fro and equally stimulating her clit with my mouth. I was trying to locate her G-spot. Locating the right G-spot takes a hell of a time sometimes and varies from woman to woman. I encircled my fingers around the walls of the vagina.

I tried with a few minutes to locate it, and finally, I could hit it. Her expressions changed. She whispered, gasping for breath, saying, “Right there, baby, don’t leave that spot. You make me mad.”

Her voice inside the room was reverberating now. I tried to stimulate her G-spot (the most pleasurable part of a woman) more often. I started speaking dirty, seeing her go wild. “I want to taste your cum. I missed your body so much. Cum over me.”

Hearing my words, she cried out in joy, moaning, “I need your dick right inside.” Saying this, she removed my shorts, gently feeling my dick over the undies. My dick was already erect with the foreplay. She removed my undies, holding my dick in her hand, saying, “What should I do to you, baby?”

I answered a perfect blowjob that can blow me out of proportion. She started kissing my crotch and groin, gently massaging my balls using her tongue. She used her fingertips to tickle my testicles, kissed the tip of my dick. She pushed the foreskin back and started to deep throat, almost choking herself.

She started stroking my dick, swiftly gauging my expressions. With the precum and her saliva, the lubrication was enough to stroke it harder. She was sucking it diligently, twisting her fingers off the dick, going to and fro into her mouth like a pornstar.

My tool was fully erect around 6.2 in. She requested me to fuck me now. “Daksh, enough of it.” But I didn’t listen to her. I realized that I hadn’t touched the most beautiful part of her, Her big ass.

Suddenly I turned her back, making her lean onto the kitchen platform. Keeping her right leg on the platform gave me a clear view of both the holes. I started kissing her armpits and her back, slowly moving towards her ass cheeks. I bit her ass cheeks, kissing the whole of her ass.

I separated her ass cheeks and then inserted my tongue inside her hole. I was letting my tongue in and out of her pussy. I poured a few drops of coconut oil inside her asshole.

I started with one finger increasing up to three fingers as oil was doing the trick. Within a few minutes of finger fucking her hole grew in size. I spat inside the hole, lubricating it even more. Now I used my right-hand fingers to finger fuck her pussy.

My left-hand fingers were going inside the anus hole. I used both my hands to perfection to hit her G-spot and pleasure point of her anus hole. I started increasing the pace of finger fucking both her pleasure points. I was using my mouth to bite her clit in tandem as well.

She was moaning in pleasure with three stimulations. She began to sway her ass in excitement and was getting in sync with each moan. I increased the pace a notch higher.

She started gasping for breath, saying, “This is the best feeling ever, boy. Fuck me. I’m uncontrollably wet. Please don’t tease me now. Park your dick in. Make me your bitch. My cunt is wet, and I’m going to explode.”

Her moans were reverberating, but I was not stopping. Within minutes she experienced an orgasm and exploded cum all over my face. Now she was breathing heavily. She was taking her time to come back to her senses with what had just happened.

She bent down, cupping her boobs, and started to massage my dick, keeping it in between her boobs. She started massaging it with her cupped boobs. She was ramping her tit fuck. My dick was feeling the pressure. I caught hold of her hair, pulling her towards me, inviting her for a hot and steaming kiss.

She was tit fucking me as fast as she could. I oozed a lot of cum, and she requested to drop all the cum in her mouth. We just laid down on the floor. She collapsed on my top, kissing each other. She was feeling my heartbeat. I grabbed both her ass cheeks, separating and playing with it out of my urge.

I whispered, “I want your ass first.” There was something with her ass that gave her a lot of sex appeal. In a slutty voice, she said, “Fuck me there, first.” As we were getting ready for a fuck now, somebody started banging her door. Out of fear, she moved towards the bathroom, picking all her clothes.

I dressed up and checked from the peephole if it was my mom. I opened the door to see Riyan. I took him in quickly, thinking if mom saw me in her flat, it would be a big problem.

I will continue with the final part of the story where the widow Milf opened up when I sprayed my cum on her. The final part will include a lot of fucking sessions in detail and anal as well.

Any woman who wants to explore her G-spot, different sex positions, orgasms, sexual fantasies to spice up a boring sex life can contact me. Any couples looking to make their sex life interesting or looking to add more horizons can hit me up too.

Each of the women/couple’s privacy would be guaranteed. You need to trust me upfront else we will never meet up. Please don’t forget that each acquaintance has its spice! Kindly send in your valuable feedback to [email protected]. Please take care of yourself. Be safe and respect women.

Hello readers, this is Ayush here. This is the first story in my incest series and I hope you will like it. It was more of an incident rather than just a story.

First of all, let me introduce the queen of my life and my story – my gorgeous mother. Her name is Deepthi and she is everything a man could ever ask for. She is 40 but looked nothing more than 25-30. She has perfect measurements and an hourglass figure, all thanks to her daily workouts and dieting.

Whenever my mother went out, men would stare at her with lust and would sometimes pass cheap comments about her body. Our neighbors were always ‘hard at work’ just to catch a glimpse of her glorious figure.

Ours was a small family that consisted of me, my mom and my dad. My dad worked for an IT company and had a lot of work. He was hardly at home. My mom was a housewife. I was in college senior year and mostly studied from home as I had exams in just a few months.

I never had any sexual feelings for mom. We met only during breakfast and dinner. So, we barely got any chance to get any closer. I mostly stayed out partying with my friends. She never complained and was instead content since I was happy. These were all about to change in just a matter of a few days.

Coming to the story now. This happened way back in November of 2019 when the pandemic was yet to hit the country. My mom was happily married to my dad for the last 15 years. They dated for 3 years before marriage and were pretty intimate until the last few months.

She was perfectly happy with her life and family until she came to know that my dad was having an affair with a colleague.

He started avoiding my mom and returned late at night, drunk, most of the days. My mom suspected his behavior and so she decided to check my dad’s phone one night. She went through his chats and it was my dad’s junior colleague, whom he was banging!

However, mom did not confront him as she still loved him and did not want his family name to be harmed. So, she carried on as if everything was normal. She suffered both mental and physical loss. Little did she know, that she would get everything back through her own son.

It was Christmas of 2019, we had a small get-together as we did every year. As always, my dad was not there as he had some really important “meeting” that night. Mom had to manage the entire party alone and naturally, she did so even with all that pain.

No one, not even me knew then, what was going on inside her. She put on a mask of smile and managed everything like nothing ever went wrong. When everyone left, it was around 11:40 pm. Mom crashed into the couch and stared at the sky through the window. Tears were slowly rolling out her eyes.

I was never too close with my parents, especially not with mom. However, that night when I saw her I knew she needed someone. I sat right next to her, put my hand on her hand, and asked, “Ma, what’s wrong?”

She was shocked by the touch and immediately pulled herself together and said, it is nothing. I knew she was hiding something and so I said, “Ma, I am not a kid anymore, tell me what it is, I promise I will solve it.”

I made her sit facing me, held her hand in mine and looked straight into her eyes, and demanded to know what bothered her. She told me everything at once and I was left completely surprised and dumbstruck.

My mom was about to get up from the couch. But I grabbed her arm, looked into her eyes, and said, “Hey Ma, it is not your fault and you must stay happy without him now.” I added, “You are free to do anything now. Explore your desires. For once, think about your happiness.”

We then looked into each other’s eyes for about a minute when we both leaned a little towards each other. I leaned a little more and our lips were just inches away from each other. Just as our lips were about to touch, the clock started ringing, it was midnight!

We regained our senses and immediately got up from the couch. I was so ashamed and started apologizing. My mom was could not look into my eyes. She somehow managed to say, “It is okay beta, it was my fault too. We should not be doing this, it is wrong.”

Saying so my innocent housewife mom rushed back to her room and locked it from inside. She was crying out of shame. I could hear her weep, through the door. I was too afraid and ashamed to say anything. I came back to my room and crashed into my bed. I fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, I was ashamed to get out of my room and face mom. However, mom acted normally as if last night never took place. She came to wake me up at 9:30 just as she does every morning. She then asked me to have breakfast and handed me the shopping list for the day. I could feel a little tension between us.

I asked mom where dad was. She answered that he did not come home last night as he had extra work and he would be late today as well.

I was a little worried as it would be just mom and me alone the whole day. To my surprise, I kind of felt a little excited about this too, I felt as if I will finally be with my love. This feeling of excitement immediately gave me an erection and I immediately rushed towards the bathroom.

I released my cock and started masturbating. Normally, I would watch some porn while thinking about my girlfriend. However, instead of my girlfriend, my mom flashed before my eyes! She was naked right in front of me and asking me to nail her. That image immediately got me to ejaculate!! That was the best feeling I ever had.

Right from that moment, I knew that I need to have my mom. I knew I had to carry on from last night. I decided to seduce my mom and make her long for my dick.

I took a shower and came out wet in my towel. I went towards the kitchen and asked mom where my clothes were. She was stunned to see me in a towel and kept staring without answering me. She immediately gained consciousness and asked me what I was saying.

I dressed up and went slowly towards mom who was still busy cooking. I went really close to her neck and said, “Ma, I am really sorry about last night.” She was startled by my voice and turned towards me. We were once again inches away from each other but she did not push me away.

Staying just inches from me, she said, “It’s okay, we both were a little drunk. Don’t worry about it.” Saying this, she continued with her cooking.

I knew she was too emotionally hurt to make any further move. However, she had her physical needs which will eventually make her give in.

A few days passed on with this tension building up and I was getting more and more eager to get my mom into bed. Just then, when I almost thought of giving up, a window of opportunity came towards me. Mom needed to go shopping. Previously, Dad took her out for shopping.

However, to no one’s surprise, he rejected as he had an important meeting or so he said. Dad ordered me to take her out and get her what she needed. I got really excited and horny, but I managed to hide it somehow, and said, “Okay Dad, I will.”

It was around 5:30. I asked mom whether she was ready and she came out of her room. She was a pure Goddess and dressed like one. She was wearing a chocolate brown colored silk saree and a semi-transparent sleeveless blouse. I was completely mesmerized by the way she looked.

My mother noticed that I was checking her out so she smiled and said, “Aren’t we getting late??”

I came back to my senses and immediately said, “Wow, you look stunning.” Even though it was her son commenting, she was so happy to hear a compliment after so long as Dad barely noticed her these days. She looked down, getting a little ashamed, and said, “Thank you dear, but let’s go now.”

We went out on my bike and set off for the mall. We had to stop at a traffic signal. A car was standing right beside us and a middle-aged man was sitting in the passenger seat. He constantly kept staring at my mom as she was wearing a backless blouse. I was a little angry but proud to have such a bomb on the backseat.

We reached the mall. Mom went straight towards the saree section and was selected a few. I said, “Ma, I think you should try western too.” She was a little hesitant but I somehow managed to get her into the western section.

My mother was a little ashamed to see such clothes with her son. I said, “No one knows us here and besides these are way more convenient than Indian.”

I picked up a yellow top for her along with a pink skirt and asked her to try them on. She was too ashamed but I pushed her into the trial room. She came out and I was stunned once again. She looked way more hotter and gorgeous than she did in the saree.

The mall-helper there complimented her too and said, “Your husband sure has great taste.” To this, we both were surprised and looked at each other but before we could correct her, she had moved on towards the next customer. My mom was ashamed and rushed back into the trial room.

After about five minutes, she gave me a slow call from inside, “Ayush beta, please come inside, I need a little help here.”

I don’t know what was happening and I went straight inside. The room was too small for even a single person but there were two of us. Naturally, our bodies squeezed each other.

I asked my mom what’s wrong and apparently, she couldn’t unbutton the skirt and was asking me to do it for her. At first, I thought she was genuinely in trouble however, now I knew that it was her way of saying she was ready for her son!

I tried to unbutton her skirt while her boobs got squeezed at my chest. Those were some soft and huge pair of boobs. I got an erection right then, and it was clearly visible as I was in tracks. Mom saw it too as it poked into her.

I was ashamed and scared as hell but mom reacted casually and waited for me to unbutton her. I was able to finally get it done and there she was, standing in front of me in just her white push-up bra and panties. We stared at each other’s eyes just like that night.

Just then I don’t know what played in my mind, I pushed my mom onto the wall and kissed her lips passionately. To my surprise, mom responded to that kiss! I took that as a green signal and grabbed her by the ass with my tongue still inside her mouth.

Just as I was about to untie my mom’s bra, we heard a few shoppers coming towards the trial room. We immediately separated ourselves and I came out of the trial room.

Mom came back after she got dressed back. We knew we can’t let that passion die and immediately rushed back home. The entire way she held me tightly as if she was my girlfriend. I held her hands with one hand and drove with the other.

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This was the beginning of my sexual adventure with my mom. There is still a lot to come. I hope you found it interesting. This is my first story, so please pardon my mistakes, if any. Email me: [email protected]