Author: admin

This is a continuation of the original story Cleverly Planned Wife Swap (15 part series) by author lifeisbeautiful. The characters have been molded to maintain the same traits and characteristics. The author gave a lot of scopes to explore many different areas in the lives of Harini, Swathi, Rajesh, and Vinod.

It is a couple-swap story. But what’s new is that the couple swap happens for an extended period instead of just 1 night of wild sex.

This is my original work from where the author left off (I prefer keeping myself to Mr. X).  Please read the original series before reading this story. The original author can be reached at [email protected]

If you have any feedback for my writing on this continuation story, please direct it to [email protected]. I will be happy to note down feedback, suggestions, and what you would like to see happen in future episodes.

Harini played the act of sleeping and letting Rajesh have sex with her pretending to sleep. The next morning was the ice breaking, and we are continuing the next part.

She caught my ears and said, “Now you idiot are trapped. How dare you lie? I purposefully put this trap to get the truth out of your mouth. Now you agreed.”

We both laughed out loud.

Rajesh continues the story:

We had a good laugh for 20 minutes. Then we both finally realized that we had broken the ice and everything was good now. I thought Harini should feel more comfortable from now on. With this thought in mind, I maintained eye contact with my angel Harini.

She was dressed in a green saree typical Tamil style. I could see her cute waist (kind of like Jyotika’s waist in the movie Kushi). My weak spot is a good-looking waist. So my hand slowly went near her waist.

I could feel the tension between Harini and me. I went and put my hand on her waist and looked her directly in her eyes. I felt the same electric sensation as when I first made proper eye contact with Swathi a few days after our marriage.

Harini also never moved her eyes. This gave me confidence that Harini was finally ready to kiss me. So I proceeded. But for some reason, her hand pushed my hand out of her waist. I could see her backing away a bit. I quickly overcame the animal in me and thought it was best not to proceed further.

Harini realized I was backing away. She asked, “Rajesh, I know you think I will be comfortable now. But for some reason, I still cannot fully give myself to you. Still, some part of me wants to give this sometime. I know this is unfair to you, but please understand,” and she started crying.

I quickly consoled her and said, “Harini ma, it’s ok da. The fact that you and I can converse so much itself is good progress for me. I know why you pretended to sleep because you were shy. But it’s ok.”

“Next time we proceed, it should not be when one of us is sleeping, ok? Now let’s relax and watch your favorite movie. Which movie would you like to watch?”

Harini stopped crying. She looked into my eyes and said, “Thank you, Rajesh. Anything is fine.” Then I set up the home theatre and played Mankatha, and we both sat on the 2 seater sofa. Slowly after a while, Harini held my hand and kept it around her neck.

I felt really happy that Harini was trying hard to overcome her fears and shyness with me. I felt in seventh heaven again. Now you would think that we had sex and spoke about it. So can’t I proceed with Harini?

You need to understand. Harini let me have sex in her pretend to sleep because she thinks it is a deal. Since Vinod gets to enjoy Swathi, I should enjoy Harini. But I intend to feel that closeness with Harini. I cannot just forget that she is also a woman, and she also has feelings.

After having my hand around her neck for some time, she looked at me. I also looked at her and asked, “What happened, Harini?” with a smile on my face. “See, Ajit’s acting is excellent.” Then she slowly proceeded, “Rajesh, do you know any way I can overcome my shyness of being intimate with you?”

I paused the movie and made her sit properly. I told her, “When Swathi and I got married, I always had some hesitation in being completely naked in front of her. Swathi suggested a very good plan. It was wild, but it worked.”

“Now, you may not do the same. It may be too difficult for you straight up, but we can try something like this. So, Swathi suggested that she is not feeling shy to be intimate with me so she can initiate this treatment with me.”

Harini asked, “What was this treatment? Now I am getting scared,” and laughed with curious eyes. I continued, “Swathi would undress in the middle of the house randomly. She would not let me touch her. When she gets naked, I get aroused, but she would not let me touch her unless I am also naked.”

Harini’s eyes rose, “Appo sir enna suggest panreenga?” (So, what is sir suggesting?) She showed signs of smile and fear at the same time in her cute little way.

I started laughing and said, “I cannot control a naked woman, Harini. If you are naked, it will be impossible for me to control myself. So, to touch and get intimate, I will listen to whatever the naked lady says.”

Now Harini gets confused because Harini feels shy to get naked. How is this even relatable? I continued, “Before you imagine any further, in this case, I will take the role of Swathi.”

Harini’s eyebrows went as high as they could. She seemed confused and scared and started saying, “No, this is too much for me to handle.”

I started laughing and said, “I know, I know. Let’s not do this, haha. I just told you that this is what Swathi did. Despite that, I felt very shy in front of her, and it took me several days to get over the shyness.”

Harini smiled in a sexy way and said, “So Rajesh, your plan is not to let me get comfortable. You plan to make me initiate intimacy.” She pinched me and cutely hit me and said, “Hmmm, but this plan is interesting. Let’s see if this wins me over.”

I got super excited and asked her, “So are you suggesting we can try this?” Harini said, “Maybe,” and started smiling away and played the movie again. I kept looking at her and knew she was smiling inside. But she kept looking at the movie.

After some time, she peeked at me and looked away. I knew this would help Harini get over her shyness. I decided to work on a plan on when I would get naked and refrain from letting her near me.

More importantly, this kind of thing is more difficult for me to control than Harini. But a plan was forming in my head. Swathi has taught me meditation tricks that helped her stay calm.

My biggest concern was what if Harini takes a very long time to initiate getting intimate with me. I end up waking the animal in me. But that was for another day. For now, we watched the movie and had a good dinner, and went to bed. I did not want to trouble her too much for today.

The next morning I woke up and saw that Harini was out of bed. She was preparing breakfast in the kitchen with the devotional songs playing in the speaker. I woke up and brushed my teeth, and went to wish her good morning. She gave me a nice cup of coffee.

I told her, “Today, I took leave from the office to be with my angel.”

She knew I was going to start the ‘treatment’ today itself. The next day is the weekend so it will be 3 days of holiday for me. She will have a tough time for the weekend. But I had a surprise planned for her. I was going to get naked after she brought lunch to the table.

That way, she will have to eat with me at the table. But I will be naked, and she will have to choose which meals to have, whether the good lunch that she prepared or the hot piece of meat that I have. So, I did some of the minor office tasks I had pending and then decided to wait until lunch.

Once we brought lunch to the table, I started working on the plan. I wanted to make Harini feel comfortable being naked around me and also me being naked around her. I knew that going straight would be too extreme for Harini to handle.

So, I decided to fake some pain below my abdomen which will draw Harini’s attention. I wanted her to take care of my private parts with her own hands.

Soon after Harini brought lunch to the table, I started, “Harini, today, we will go to Jefferson Park in the evening. There will be a lot of pet dogs there. It will be a nice walk for us too. I know you love dogs and puppies. You will get to see a lot of them today.”

Harini was very happy to hear this. She was probably scared that I would begin the ‘treatment’ today itself. But now, since I said this, she had a huge sense of relief. Harini smiled and said, “That sounds good. Can we also get some Mexican food while on our way back? I have been craving Mexican food.”

When she said this, I thought in my head, “I have been craving you since Swathi devised the couple swap di. When will I get to the feast?” But controlled the emotions and said, “Sure, that is perfect, it will be fun.”

We quickly finished lunch. I asked Harini to sit at the table to talk more about our interests. She readily agreed and sat down, and we were chit-chatting for some time. After a while, I started my acting and showed signs of pain.

Quickly I let out some sounds making Harini ask, “What happened, Rajesh?” I told her, “I don’t know Harini, my abdomen is in pain. Can you please help me lie down on the bed?”

She started panicking but quickly helped me walk to the bedroom. She helped me lie down and sat beside me on the bed. I could feel her fragrance and warmth.

She asked, “Where is it hurting, Rajesh? Can I take a look?” I pointed close to the bottom of my abdomen and started looking away in pain. She was so nice. She quickly lifted my shirt and kept her warm hand on my abdomen, and asked, “Is it here?”

I said, “No, it is even lower.” She kept moving her hand downward, and I shouted, “Yes, yes, that place. From there onwards, there is a burning sensation. This has happened before as well. Ask Swathi what medication she gave me.” Harini quickly took out her phone and called Swathi.

Harini is narrating the story from here on.

Swathi picked up the phone and said, “Hey Harini, how is it going? Are you guys having fun?” I know what Swathi was referring to. My face turned red with shame. But I had to help Rajesh out because he was in so much pain.

So, I quickly reached the point, “Swathi, I am not sure what happened. But Rajesh is saying his lower abdomen is paining, close to his hip. Do you know why this happens to Rajesh?”

Swathi got scared and said, “Oh my god, that problem again? Tell me, Harini, what did Rajesh have for lunch?”

I said, “We had peas pulao for lunch. Why any problem? Is he allergic to something?”

Swathi continued, “Oh shit, Rajesh should not have peas. He gets a burning sensation in his penis and groin area. I have an ointment, though. But you have to apply it quickly and massage the area, or else it will get worse. There are also some tablets on our nightstand. Give him 1 of those, and he should get better. If not, we will come and visit you in the evening.”

I got terrified and asked, “Oh my god Swathi, I am so sorry I did not know about this. Where is the ointment? I will quickly get it.”

Swathi said, “It’s called Boroline. It is in the second drawer of the nightstand. You will have to apply it from the abdomen to the lower area of the penis. And keep massaging the entire area. Once it dries, keep applying and massaging. It will take 30 minutes. But after that, Rajesh will stop getting the burning sensation. Let me know if he gets better. Tell Rajesh to take a rest today.”

I quickly said thanks and cut the call. I rushed to the nightstand and got the tablets and the ointment. Rajesh said, “Harini, it’s ok. I can apply it myself. You don’t have to take the pressure.”

I said, “No, Rajesh, you remain on the bed and take a rest. I will take care of this for you.”

Rajesh resisted for a bit, but he then agreed to take a rest. I was a bit hesitant if I should remove his shorts all the way or just the area that was hurting. But I thought it must be so uncomfortable for Rajesh if I didn’t remove his shorts. His shirt also seemed expensive.

I asked, “Rajesh, is it ok if I remove your shorts and shirt? You won’t feel shy, right?”

I knew I had to fix this problem I created, so I wanted to make sure Rajesh was ok with this. He responded, “I don’t have an issue. But it’s up to you. If you feel shy, don’t remove.”

I had only one thought to make sure this burning sensation went away. I did not think any further and wanted to help Rajesh out. After all, he has taken such good care of me. It was my turn to return the favor.

I quickly removed his shorts and shirt and made him lie down on his back. I could see his penis. For the first time in my life, I saw another man’s penis apart from Vinod.

I was a bit hesitant on how to proceed. But I decided to take some ointment in my hand. I then applied it on Rajesh’s abdomen and penis area and slowly started massaging it.

I asked Rajesh, “How does it feel? Are you getting better?”

Rajesh responded, “Yes, Harini, the ointment feels a bit cold and is easing away the burning sensation. Thank you so much.” At that moment, I felt happy because Rajesh was finally feeling better.

I kept massaging for a while then his penis started erecting. I was not sure if this was normal. Rajesh must be excited that I was touching his private parts, and I smiled. Rajesh quickly saw me and asked, “Please don’t laugh at me, Harini. I am in pain. You are embarrassing me.”

Harini said, “I am sorry, Rajesh. I know I am the reason why you are in such pain. But it is funny that even in this pain, you can get excited like this. But it’s ok, as long as you feel better, I am ready to do anything.”

Rajesh got naughty at this statement and said, “Oh, you are ready to do anything, uh?” and naughtily grinned. I kept doing my job. After some time, Rajesh told me to stop, and then I stopped. He said he felt much better now. And he took some rest.

Continue to read on to explore more sexual tension, build-up of chemistry, and erotic encounters in the next part.

Mom is the first lady in our life. What happens when you get to see the wild and sexual side of your mom? Hold on your breath and read this story that will go down your spine.

Ours is an upper-middle-class family in Delhi. My dad is a government servant and visits home bi-weekly on weekends. I am a single child. My mom is a housewife. She is very beautiful and relatively young.

This story is completely real and genuine. If you are sending me an email about this story, please do mind your language as it is about my mom.

This story dates back to the time when I was at home after board examinations. I was 18+ years old at that time. I was at home for a couple of months before joining college.

My mom has a completely milky white complexion and could easily give a tough competition to a model or an actress. She usually wears a suit or nightie at home. I and mom used to be there 24*7 at home and dad at work.

For me, my mom was an ideal lady, mother, and housewife. I knew that men in our neighborhood always had an eye on her. She was in her early 40s then. When I was in class, sometimes I suspected what she did all alone at home all day.

She was quite friendly with a couple of neighbor uncles. They often visited my home casually. But my mom was such an ideal lady for me that I never doubted anything fishy.

I had never thought about what was going to unfold in these couple of months. A neighbor uncle in mid-30s was quite friendly with mom. He visited us and often passed remarks at mom that she looked beautiful. I ignored those remarks thinking it was normal. Mom also enjoyed his compliments. I was too naive to understand anything.

I knew that this uncle visited my home when mom was alone there. I always thought they must be good friends and mom also got company and got to talk to him. When I returned from class, everything remained all normal, and I never found anything suspicious between them.

Now it was the time when I used to be at home 24*7. Whenever neighbor uncle came home, it was normal for me as I knew he used to come earlier also when I was at class. This was the time when I witnessed how close he was with my mom.

I used to study in my study room and they used to be in the drawing-room. Sometimes it came to my mind that what they must be talking about but then I thought about what I had to do with that and ignored them.

One evening, uncle came and my mother offered him some snacks. He pulled mom’s cheeks lightly and took the plate. I was like, “Is it normal? How can a guy pull a married lady’s cheeks so casually.”

They must have thought I was too young to understand anything even though I was 18. I also behaved very normally. That day, I realized it can be more than a normal friendship between them.

My mind was full of unanswered questions. I decided I’ll keep an eye when my neighbor uncle comes to my home the next day. The next day, I silently went toward their room and opened the door slightly. It wasn’t locked as they didn’t think I would come there at that time.

I saw they both were lying together on the bed and were talking about random stuff. My whole body started shivering by just seeing my mom laying next to a man!

I came back to my room and started imagining many things. After sometime, I again went there and watched them secretly. I was hell shocked to see they were lying side by side and facing each other with no distance between them. My neighbor uncle’s legs were on top of my mom’s legs. They were so close that their lips were almost touching each other.

I went to the washroom and jerked off my dick straight away three times!

After some time, mom came to my room to call me for snacks. I couldn’t get over what I had seen. I wanted to confront my mom that time itself but couldn’t gather that much courage. I went to have snacks.

I became mentally unstable and couldn’t sleep for two nights. I worshipped my mom like a pure and pious goddess and I couldn’t withstand the fact some guy was drilling her pussy regularly! Somehow, I accepted the fact she was also a woman after all and having sex was not a sin, she can do it for her pleasure.

Some days passed like this and this thing had become normal for me by then. One day, I randomly went to check them secretly and saw uncle touching my mom’s body parts including her pussy from above her clothes!

After some time, they closed the door from the inside and I very well knew what was going on inside.

For me, my mom was a perfect lady but now I wanted to see her getting fucked! I started imagining her in his arms. How she looks like while in the act? I wanted to listen to her moans. How wild she is on the bed.

I planned to see my mom and my neighbor uncle on the bed. I gathered enough courage for this. The room in which they used to have sex had a small ventilator that was visible from the outer shade of our roof. I badly wanted to see my own mother holding another man’s dick. Finally, the day came.

The neighbour uncle came to our house in the afternoon. They hugged each other and sat in the room talking. Mom served tea to me and him. We were talking usually.

I had made up my mind to snoop inside when they make out. I couldn’t wait. I behaved very normally and told them that I have to study and came to my room.

After some time, they closed the door. This was what I was waiting for. I silently went to the roof’s outer shade and started seeing inside. That thing was risky but I was adamant to see them.

I made a comfortable position for myself. Mom was wearing salwar suit. The neighbor uncle was on top of my mom and they were smooching wildly. I got an instant boner.

He slowly removed mom’s suit. My god, mom’s pussy was of perfect pink color. She spread her legs wide and uncle was kissing her pussy. He then undressed himself and straightaway inserted his dick in mom’s mouth. It was a divine view for me.

I still couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Never in my dreams, I had thought I’ll see something like this. My mom was stroking my neighbour’s penis inside her mouth. She looked like a slut while doing that.

She drank half of the cum and half of that ejected out on her face and boobs. She didn’t want to leave the dick from her hand. She placed the neighbor uncle’s dick on her pussy and the action started.

Uncle was fucking my cheating housewife mom’s pussy very vigorously. Her moan was awesome as if she wanted it to go even wilder. With his dick inside mom’s pussy, he bit mom’s nipples and she moaned loudly in pain and pleasure.

Now, rather than feeling angry, I was feeling lucky that I had got such a hot and sexy mom. I had completely accepted the fact that apart from being my mom, she was a lady first.

Their sex show continued like this for half an hour. They rested for some time lying naked on the bed and then got dressed. They arranged the bedsheet and pillows properly. They talked a little and opened the door. I immediately rushed to my study room.

After some time, mom called me to have snacks. They looked normal as always. Still in shock, I tried my best to be normal. I had started enjoying my cheating mom’s extra-marital affair.

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Was it my mom’s only extra-marital affair? Did other men also get a chance to fuck her? How did I get to know about her other affairs? All these, I’ll cover in the next part of this story depending on the response I receive in my email. Until then, happy fucking!

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Narrated by Shobha

Hello, main Shobha aur aaj meri kahani. Pichle baarapne dekha ki kaise mere pati ke dost Tushaar unke kahne par bank ka manager bann kar aaya. Isse pahle Naveen aaya tha aur ab Tushaar. Mere pati mujh par apni pariksha chala rahe the aur main apni khel.

Par Tushaar ke sath main ek doosri hi khel khel rahi thi. Jisme main ek seedhi saadhi pati vrata aurat hun aur jise sex ke bare mein kafi jaankari nahi. Mere is naatak ka shikaar Tushaar ho gaya aur mujhe isme maza aane lagi.

Tushaar ki har baat par main uski tareef kar rahi thi. Yaaki woh mann hi mann phulkar aur zyada bole aur mere sath flirt bhi kare.

Ab aage.

Tushaar apna haat mere jangho ke beech le gaya. Meri geeli choot ki honto ko marodta hua sahla kar bola: Agar tumhara pati aise sakt mard bankar choda to kya tumhe maza nahi aayega?

Main: Mmmm… bohut… bohut maza ayega.

Lekin Tushaar ki masti mein pani pherte hue usi waqt darwaaze ki ghanti baji. Woh chidta hua bola: Are yaar ab ye kaon hai!

Main jaanti thi ki ye kaon ho sakta hai.

Main: Jao jakar dekho kaon hai?

Tushaar: Main? Main kaise?

Main: Tumhi to kapde pehne ho, main aise bina salwaar ke kaise darwaza khol sakti hun?

Tushaar: Par… par main is ghar ka nahi hun.

Main mudkar sofe par baithi aur taaw mein boli: Offo, jao bhi, kuch nahi hoga, jakar darwaza kholo.

Mere chehre se sharam aur masumiyat abtak Tushaar dekh raha tha. Woh ab nahi rahi jise dekh woh bola: Tu… tumne kise bulaya yaha?

Main: Police ko.

Tingtong… Tingtong… Tingtong.

Darwaze ki ghanti ab tezi se bajne lagi. Har ghanti par ghabrata hua Tushaar bola: Police?

Main hasti hui boli: Hahaha, haan, main police ko bulayi hun. Unko batadi ki koi bank fraud karne mere ghar aaya hua hai.

Uske chehre ka rang safed pad gaya. Woh ghabrata hua apne lund ko pant mein daal bola: Tu-tum pagal ho kya?

Main: Kyu? Tum asli bank ke manager hona to fir ghabra kyu rahe ho?

Tushaar: Yaar, Shobha… ufff kya sachme police hai ye?

Tingtong- Tingtong-Tingtong-Tingtong.

Main: Haan, main mazaak nahi karti aise maamlo mein. Par tum kyu itna ghabra rahe ho? Tum to bank ke manager hi hona?

Tushaar turan mere samne haat jodte hue bola: Shobha, main nahi hun… ye ye sab tum…

Woh chup ho gaya to main boli: Aage bolo, agar tum bank manager nahi hoto kaon ho?

Tushaar: Yaar Rakesh ne bheja tha tumhare paas.

Main: Jaise kal Naveen ko bheja tha?

Tushaar: Naveen? Haan, woh bhi.

Tingtong-Tingtong-Tingtong- Tingtong

Tushaar mere samne ghutno par aa baitha aur bola: Please unhe wapas bhejdo. Please, I am sorry. Main shadi-shuda hun.

Mujhe uski haalat dekh maza bhi aa rahi thi to wahi tarass bhi. Fir sochi ki chalo iski haalat aur nahi kharab karu aur boli: Jao jakar darwaaza kholo aur dekho ki kaon hai.

Tushaar ek-tak mujhe aur darwaze ke taraf dekhne laga aur bola: Ko… kaon hai?

Main: Offo… police nahi hai… ab jao aur dekho.

Tushaar ghabrata hua utha aur poocha: Sach kah rahi hona.

Main chilaati hui boli: Ab tum jakar dekhte ho ya main sachme bulaaun police?

Tushaar: Ok ok.

Ye kahta hua woh darwaze ke paas bhaga, ghabrate hue woh darwaaza khola aur samne dekh bola: Behan chod, tum!

Bahar Naveen tha aur uski hassi mujhe yaha andar tak sunaayi de rahi thi. Naveen andar aata hua mujhe dekh bola: Phat gayi iski, hahaha!

Main andar baithi hasti hui boli: Hahaha, tumhe dekhna chahiye tha, haat jod raha tha mere samne.

Tushaar darwaza band kar Naveen ki jangh par laath maar bola: Sala mera gand phat gaya tha.

Hum dono hasne lage aur Naveen uski laat se bachta hua mere paas aakar baith bola: Beta kal meri bhi yahi haalat hui thi, samjha sale!

Tushaar: To tum dono kal se hi mile hue ho?

Naveen mujhe dekh bola: Hahaha, haan.

Tabhi Naveen ki nazar mere kapdo par gayi. Woh mujhe bina salwaar ke dekh bola: Mmmm… ho kya raha tha yaha waise?

Main uske kandhe par baanh rakh Tushaar ko dekh boli: Kya Naveen itni jaldi aa gaye tum, hahaha, sara maza khatm kar diye.

Naveen: Tumhi to boli ki jaldi aane, warna araam se aata.

Flash back.

Tushaar ke samne Rakesh se phone mein baat kar rahi thi. Tab phone kaatne par main Naveen ke aaye hue ek message ko dekhi.

Naveen message: Woh Tushaar aaya kya?

Tushaar se baate karti hui main reply mein likhi: Haan, pakau lag raha hai ye to, tum aa jao. Par haan jab aaoge to zor-zor se khatkhatana. Please, iski haalat kharab karte hai.

Abhi.

Main: Are yaar woh to tab boli. Mujhe kya pata tha aage ye aise mujh par bhabhi tricks apnayega, hahaha!
Tushaar ab bhi gusse mein tha aur hamare mazaak par use koi hasi nahi aa rahi thi. Waise aati bhi kaise? Ek to police ke naam par uske paseene choote aur sath hi uske khade lund par chot jo kar di hamne.

Tushaar: Sachme yaar, meri jaan haat mein aa gayi thi. Main to police ki maar, news paper mein meri tasweer sab dekhne lag gaya tha.

Naveen: Oh hello! Kal jo mere sath hua woh nahi ki na isne.

Main: Naah… par haan… Tushaar aadmi bohut mazedaar hai… iss na-khush bhabhi ki class achche se le raha tha.

Tushaar ke chehre par tab jakar ek halki si muskaan aayi. Naveen use dekh poocha: Hahaha, na-khush bhabhi… kaon?

Main: Main, aur kaon…

Main Tushaar ka mazaak banati hui boli: Main abla naari, pati khush nahi rakhta. Jiske kaam-dev bankar Tushaar aaya tha, hahaha!

Naveen mere sath hasne laga. Tushaar apne balo par haat pherta hua bola: Yaar, tum log bhi na. Waise ho kya raha hai? Tum dono aise? Kaise?

Naveen: Woh lambi kahani hai.

Iske baad main Tushaar ko apni baate samjhayi. Kiss tarah mujhe mere pati ke kartooto ka pata chal gaya. Aur ab main uske khel ko apna bana kar khelna chahti thi.

Tushaar: To ye baat hai? Par tumhara sath dene mein hame kya faayda? Hum kyu apne dost ko dhoka de?

Main: Kal yahi sawaal Naveen ka bhi tha, aur ab woh mere sath hai.

Tushaar Naveen se bola: Ye to hai hi dogla, dhokebaaz sala.

Main honto ko kaat boli: Tushaar, fayda ye hai ki tum apne dost ki biwi ke sath…

Main aankh maarkar aage boli: Maze kar sakte ho. Sochlo.

Tushaar ke chehre par ek muskaan aayi aur woh bola: Maze matlab? Kya main sahi samajh raha hun?

Main Tushaar ko adao ke sath dekh boli: Haan, tum dono maze kar sakte ho mere sath. Ab bolo!

Tushaar Naveen ko dekh poocha: Kya tum ispar bharosa karte ho ki ye hame maza degi?

Naveen muskurata hua meri nangi jangh par haat rakh sahlata hua bola: Maine to kar bhi li!

Tushaar chaokta hua bola: Sachme!

Main: Haan, aur aaj tum kar sakte ho. Woh kya hai na ki mere pati ghar pe nahi hai, hahaha!

Tushaar ke chehre par sone jaisa muskaan aa gaya aur bola: Samjho to mein ab tumhare sath hun, bhaad mein gaya Rakesh ki dosti.

Main apni panty kheech wapas pehanti hui boli: Chalo maamla sulajh gaya.

Tushaar: To ab?

Main apne baal sawaarti hui boli: Ab khana banaungi. Aur tumhari class wali nahi sachme banaungi, kyu ki subah se main kuch nahi khayi.

Tushaar: Hmmm aur fir?

Naveen: Aur fir ham maze karenge bro!

Main Naveen ke gal par thapthapati hui boli: Aaj tumhare liye no masti. Chalo utho aur meri madat karo khana banane mein.

Naveen: Mujhe nahi aata cookin-wooking!

Tushaar: Main kar dunga help.

Main: Hmmm theek hai, main jakar kuch aur comfortable pehankar aati hun, Mr bank manager ke liye ye suit-woot pehni thi.

Tushaar: Are yahi pehne raho, sexy lagti ho bina salwaar ke.

Main muskurati hui room ko jati hui boli: Ghabrao mat, mujhe pata hai sexy kaise dikhni chahiye.

Woh dono mujhe ummeedo ke saath dekhte rahe aur main apne room ko aagayi. Apni pehni soot nikal kar pheki. Sochi ki waqt ho gaya is sanskari biwi ko nikal sexy bhabhi banne ki. Aakhir do mard meri taak mein jo baithe hai bahar. Main apni ek satin ki nighty nikali use pehn kar baal sawari aur bahar gayi.

Bahar mere nikalte hi Tushaar aur Naveen mere taraf dekhe. Aur dekhte hi dono ke chehre par tareefo bhari muskaan aa gayi. Jangho tak lambi nighty mein khadi mein adao ke sath poochi: To batao, kya main sexy lag rahi hun, hahaha?

Tushaar: Ek dam pataka.

Naveen: Sexy aur chudakkad maal!

Main hasti hui Naveen se boli: Hahaha, chuddakkad maal, batati hun tumhe.

Main kitchen ko jaati hui aage boli: To kaon aa raha hai ab meri madat karne?

Dono ek sath uth khade hue, sachme kafi uttawle lag rahe the dono. Unke is uttawlepan ko dekh mere badan mein romach daud gayi. Bas ye sochne mein hi meri choot mein khalbali mach rahi thi ki kaise main in dono ko sambhalungi. Woh do mard jo mere pati ke khaas dost bhi hai.

Tushaar Naveen se bola: Tu bola tujhe cooking aati nahi, tu baith idhar.

Naveen: Haan haan bola tha, to kya hua? Kuch aur madat kar dunga.

Tushaar: Tu baith sale kal se maze kar raha hai na.

Naveen: Are yaar, ajeeb ho, bachchwe ho kya?

Main un dono ko tokti hui boli: Hello, hello, hello! Kya kar rahe ho tum dono, hahaha! Pagal log. Filhaal Tushaar tum aao, Naveen tum yahi raho.

Naveen: Are! Maine kya gunaah kar diya?

Main apne baalo ko taaw deti hui boli: Huh, chudakkad bole na mujhe. Ab mere khayalo mein raho yahi, Tushaar aao tum.

Tushaar Naveen ko ghamand bhari muskaan deta hua mere taraf aane laga. Uski muskaan aur khushi dekh aise lag raha tha mano main use kitchen mein usse chudne ke liye bula rahi hun.

Main use zyada bhaaw na deti hui kitchen ko chali gayi. Woh peeche se akar bola: To! Shobhaji, khane mein kya bana rahe ho aaj?

Main kitchen mein idhar-udhar dekh honto par ungli rakh sochne lagi aur uske sawaal ke jawab mein boli: Hmmm, wahi dekh rahi hun. Kya banaun main.

Tabhi woh peeche se meri kamar par haat rakh sahlata hua bola: Tum jo bhi banao, tumse swadisht to nahi hone wala.

Main use mud kar dekh boli: Wapas aa gaye apne asli roop mein. Kuch der pahle to halat kharab ho gayi thi tumhari?

Tushaar: Haan, to ab meri haalat kharab karne ke badle kuch khaas khilana padega.

Main: Kya khana pasand karenge Mr. bank manager ji, hahaha!

Mere chidaane par woh apne danto ko meenchta hua bola: Tumhe!

Ye kahkar woh meri gand par kapde ke upar se haat sahlata hua bola: Khilaogi?

Main apni honto ko kaat boli: Shayad, par abhi mujhe sachme bhook lagi hai, kuch khane ki. Maggy bana doon kya, warna aur kuch banane mein to time lagega.

Tushaar bhawro ko uthakar bola: Haan sahi mein, time kyu waste karna.

Main: Offo… mera matlab ki utni der main bhooki nahi baith sakti, usi liye. Mard, mard hi rahenge.

Tushaar: Hahaha, chalo to fir maggy hi sahi, banado.

Main shelf se maggy ke packet nikalti hui boli: Oho! Banado! To tum kiss liye aaye bade madat karne ke naam pe.

Tushaar: Hahaha, main to bas Shobha bhabhi ji ke sath time kaatne aaya hun.

Main fir maggy ke liye pani rakhti hui boli: Shobha bhabhi, hahaha!

Tushaar: Waise manna padega, acting kamal ki thi tumhari.

Main: Hahaha, pata hai, tumhe dekh kar pata chal gayi thi mujhe, hahaha!

Main kaam kar rahi thi. Woh bato-bato mein mere peeche akar khada ho gaya. Meri satin ke mulayam kapde ke sath meri kamar pakad kar mere kaan ke paas akar bola: Ek baar aur kare kya?

Main sar ghuma kar boli: Kya?

Tushaar: Romance ki class!

Main: Hahaha! Ab aur nahi baba, zyada hui to bore lagne lagti hai.

Tushaar peeche se meri nighty uthta hua meri chikni gand par haat rakh diya. Uske aise achanak se karne par mere badan mein ek kapkapahat daud gayi.

Main: Tushaar, khana bana rahi hun na?

Tushaar: Banaona, pichle bar bas theory class de raha tha, is baar practical karke sikhaun kya?

Woh ye kahta hua apne haat aur andar meri jangho ke beech le gaya. Panti ke upar se meri choot ko sahlata hua aage bola: Is baar sab sachme hoga, khana banana bhi aur…

Uske aise choone se mere andar firse uttejna chhane lagi. Main sar ghuma kar usse boli: Khane tak wait nahi kar sakte kya?

Tushaar apne dusre haat se mere chehre par gire baal ko hatata hua bola: Tumhari khoobsurati ke samne bilkul bhi wait nahi kar sakta.

Main uske muh se apni tareef sunne ke liye dubara poochi: Itni khoobsurat lagti hun kya main?

Par woh kuch na bola aur mere baanye haat ko pakad peeche le gaya. Aur apne pant par apne ubharte lund par rakh bola: Dekho, kya asar kar deti ho tum mujh par.

Uska lund firse sakt ho chukka tha. Pant ke kapde ke sath pakad main uski poori lambayi ko apne haat mein sahlati hui naap rahi thi. Woh bhi jaan gaya tha ki main garam ho rahi hun. Uske dusre haat par meri choot ke garmahat use ye bata rahi thi.

Main kuch na boli aur samne dekh apne daanye haat se apna kaam karne lagi. Aur dusre haat se peeche uske lund ko pakde rahi. Woh meri iss chuppi ka matlab samajh chukka tha.

Woh mere kandhe pe pade balo ko hatakar meri gardan par halke chumbhan dene laga, use pata tha ki kisi aurat ko uttejit karne ka sahi rasta kya hai. Choomne ke sath hi uske haat bhi neeche vyast hone lage.

Ek haat se meri nighty ko upar uthaye rakha ur dusre se meri panti ko ek taraf kheech apni ungliyo ke liye rasta banane laga. Main chup-chaap uske chumban aur uske haat ke harkato ka maza leti hui khana banane lagi.

Ek pall na laga aur uski charo ungli meri jangho ke beech se meri nangi ho chuki madmast choot par aa pahunchi. Apne anghute se meri gand ki ched par lagakar baki ki char ungliyo se meri choot ko masala.

Ab woh meri garden se hota hua mere kaan ko choomne laga. Mere kaan ko woh apni honto mein lekar choomne choosne laga. Neeche main uski chaar ungliyo ke liya apni janghe halki si phailadi. Uski ungliya itne achche se meri choot ko sahla rahi thi ki meri choot se nami umadne lagi.

Main: Kya tumhe nahi lagta ki tum apne dost ko dhoka de rahe ho?

Woh ek pal mere is sawal par ruk gaya. Ye soch ki main is waqt aisa sawal kyu laayi Par fir woh meri choot ki honto ko sahlata hua failaya aur 2 ungli andar dheere se dhakelta hua bola: Kya tumhe nahi lagta ki tum apne pati ko dhoka de rahi ho?

Main uski andar jaate ungli ke maze mein boli: Mmmm, ab to bilkul nahi.

Tabhi hamare peeche se awaaz aayi: Dhoka to Rakesh Shobha de raha hai.

Main aur Tushaar sath mein peeche palat kar dekhe. Kitchen ke darwaaze ke paas Naveen khada aage bola: Akhir Rakesh hi to Shobha par shak kar raha tha, warna ye sab thodi hota.

Tushaar: Wahi to, jiss aadmi ko tum par bharosa hi nahi, uska bharosa tum kaise tod sakti ho Shobha?

Mere chehre par muskaan aayi par fir main Tushaar se poochi: Par tum to apni biwi ko dhoka de hi rahe hona?

Fir main Naveen ko dekh boli: Aur tum apni girlfriend ko?

Mere is baat par Tushaar aur Naveen ek dusre ko dekhe. Fir muskurane lage. Sath hi Tushar ki ungliya meri choot mein dheere-dheere andar bahar hone lagi. Tushaar is baat ka dhyaan rakhe hue tha. Ye sab soch meri uttejna kam na ho jaye.

Par woh meri asliyat nahi jaanta tha ki main apne pati ko har maoke par dhoka deti hun. Yahi baat mujhe aur zyada uttejit karti hai. Tushaar meri choot mein 2 ke sath apni theesri ungli dhakela.

Mere kaan mein bola: Abhi tum ye samjho ki na hi tum aur na hi main aur na hi ham theeno kisi ko dhoka de rahe hai.

Main meri choot mein ungliyo ki ragad ke maze mein aati hui boli: Mmmm, agar tum aise hi karte raho to main sachme ye sab bhool hi jaungi.

Naveen bhi hamare kareeb aa gaya aur apne haat badakar samne se meri nighty ko uthate hue bola: To fir bhool jaona. Ham sab yahi to chahte hai.

Uski ungliya bhi samay barbaad na karte hua samne se meri choot ke dane par ja pahuncha. Mujhe waha sahlata hua madhosh karne laga. Peeche se Tushaar ki aur aage se Naveen ki ungliyo ke samne meri badan tootne lagi.

Masti ki lahar meri paaw ki ungliyo se meri aankho tak utarne lagi. Main inse sabra ki bheek maangna chahti thi par maze mein aati hui mere shabd siskariyo mein badal ja rahi thi.

Tabhi living mein mere phone ki ghanti bajne lagi aur main boli: Uff, meri phone. Ek minute mujhe zara chorna mein dekh kar.

Naveen mujhe aage na bolne diya. Aur apne haat jo meri choot ki bhagnasa ko ched raha tha. Use upar le aaya aur meri baat karti honto mein rakh mujhse use choswate hue bola: Shhh! Tum takleef mat karo main le aata hun.

Ye kah kar woh peeche khade Tushaar ko aankh marta hua waha se nikal gaya.

Main mudkar Tushaar se boli: Tum to mujhe chorna hi nahi chahte ho.

Tushaar: Kya tum chahti ho?

Main muskurati aankh maar kar boli: Bilkul bhi nahi.

Tabhi Naveen mere ring bajte phone ko lekar aaya aur bola: Rakesh hai.

Main: Rakesh! Uff ab woh kyu is waqt?

Tushar meri choot mein ungli marta hua bola: Karlo baat!

Main: Ahh! To choro to zara!

Samne se Naveen bola: Nahi, woh nahi chorega!

Main: Uff, kya matlab, theek hai fir main baad mein baat karlungi.

Tushaar apni ungliyo ko nikaal dubara andar dhakelta hua bola: Nahi, abhi baat karo usse!

Main: Nahi, pagal ho kya, abhi nahi!

Naveen: Kyu? Video cal nahi hai, baat hi to karni hai.

Main: Kya chahte ho tum dono?

Tab jakar call kat gayi aur mujhe rahat mili aur main boli: Lo kat gayi, baad mein baat karungi.

Tushaar: Naveen, Call back kar.

Main palat kar Tushaar ko dekh boli: Pagal ho kya?

Naveen mere phone mein kuch karne laga aur yaha peeche Tushaar apni ungliya mere andar chodta hua bola: Hame dikhao ki tum apne pati se kaise baat karti ho.

Naveen phone wapas lagakar mere taraf badakar bola: Haan, dikhao Tushaar ko kisi aur mard ke sath maze karti hui tum apne pati se kaise baat karti ho, jaise kal ki thi.

Tushaar: Haan waise hi, aaj bhi baat karo. Aaj kal ke jagah tum do mardo ke sath ho. Zara dekhu to.

Main kuch aur bolti ki tabhi Naveen meri aankho ke samne phone speeker par lagaya aur Rakesh ki awaaz aayi: Hello, Shobha!

Rakesh phone mein: Hello!

Naveen ishara karne laga ki main baat karu. Fir mere paas koi chara na thi. Main haat badhayi phone lene par. Naveen diya nahi aur ishara kiya ki woh hi phone pakdega aur main baat karungi.

Main: Haan, hello Rakesh. Haan phone kiye the kya?

Rakesh: Haan, bas aise hi. Woh gaya kya, bank wala?

Main palat kar Tushaar ko dekh boli: Haan gaya, kabka chala gaya.

Rakesh: Ho gaya na sara kaam?

Tushaar meri choot mein ungliyo ko machlane laga aur main masti mein siharti hui boli: Aa… haan… ho gaya.

Rakesh: Kya hua, kya kar rahi ho abhi?

Naveen phone lekar mere paas aaya aur ek haat se phone pakad mere muh ke paas diya. Aur dusra haat meri nighty ke andar meri choot par samne se sahlane laga. Ye dono firse ek sath meri choot mein aage peeche se maza de rahe the.

Par ab main mere pati se bhi baat kar rahi thi. Main apni maze ko kaabu karti hui phone mein boli: Kuch nahi, maggy bana rahi thi. Tum khaye?

Rakesh: Haan haan kha liya. Subah kya khaye the?

Main subah ki baat sochne lagi. Main gym mein uss gym mein mile ladke ke sath maze kar rahi thi aur fir boli: Haan haan, khaya tha, bread omlet.

Tabhi peeche Tushaar apni ungliya meri choot se nikal liya. Main sochi ki chalo ab thodi rahat mili par turant hi woh meri ek jangh ko pakda aur use uthane laga.

Rakesh phone mein bola: Chalo theek hai fir maggy khalena banake.

Main Rakesh ki baat sunti hui palat kar dekh rahi thi ki Tushaar kar kya raha hai. Dekhte hi dekhte woh meri ek tang pakad kitchen counter par tika diya. Main ek tang conter par rakh apni janghe kholkar ek pair par khadi thi.

Mere samne Naveen Tushaar ko muskurate hue aankh mara aur seedhe meri choot mein samne se do ungli ghusa dala. Main Rakesh ko jawaab na de paayi aur maze mein aati hui apni ladkhadati zabaan sambhal hi rahi thi.

Tabhi peeche se Tushaar ne bhi apni do ungli meri choot mein Naveen ki ungliyo ke sath ghusa diya. Main unki do-do char ungliyo ko ek sath apne andar mehsoos kar boli: Mmm… ahh… haan khaaa loongi!

Rakesh: Kya hua Shobha, theek to ho tum?

Main masti mein apni aaho ko shaant karti hui apne hont daba gayi. Fir in dono mardo ne apni ungliyo se meri choot chodni shuru kar di. Main tange phailayi aise inke beech khadi rahi.

Ye dono aage-peeche se meri choot ke andar ek sath ungli ghusate rahe. Main samne khade Naveen ke kandho ko daboch gayi. Woh meri nashe mein choor hoti aankho mein dekh ishara kiya ki main jawaab doo.

Main phone mein boli: Aah, ku kuch nahi. Tumse baat karti hui garm pani mein haat… ahhh dal gayi.

Rakesh: Are pagli, theek hai to baad mein phone karo. Haat pair mat jalao apna.Rakesh ko kya pata tha ki yaha meri poori badan vaasna ki aag mein jall rahi hai. Aur ussi ke do dost milkar mujhe jala rahe hai. Tushaar aur Naveen mujhe aur pagal karte hue meri choot mein taal-mel ke sath ungli maar rahe the.

Jab Tushar ki ungli andar jati to Naveen bahar nikal leta aur Naveen andar marta to tushar bahar kheech leta. Aise inki ungliya lagatar mere andar ragad mar rahi thi.

Main pagal hoti hui Rakesh ko boli: Ah, bohut jalan ho rahi hai, main kuch cream laga leti hun. Baad mein baat karti hun, bye!

Himat juta kar main haat badayi. Naveen ke haat se phone cheen kar call kat kar undono ko dhakka mar kar alag ki. aur unse alag hokar boli: Bastards! Huff! Pagal ho tum dono! Idiots!

Woh dono haste hue apni ungliya chaatte hue mujhe dekh khade rahe. Main sochne lagi ki inn dono ko eksaat main kaise sambhalungi. Aur usme kitna maza bhi aane wala hai.

To be continued.

This is the second part of my story. In the first part, I had quick sex with my friend’s wife. This part will tell you about our first FULL sex session!

The next morning, I got a text from my friend’s wife Maneet regarding our next sex session. My friend Sunny’s parents were going out for a week so it was the best time where Maneet and I can have sex without any worries.

Maneet: Hey, tomorrow morning Sunny’s parents are going out for a week. Can you come home tomorrow night?

Me: Of course, I will.

Maneet: Thank you. Actually, last night after I and Sunny had sex, we discussed this and he said to ask you if you want to stay here the entire week. So, you won’t have to keep going home and coming back.

Me: I don’t mind but are you sure? I mean, will Sunny be uncomfortable with me staying there when he knows we will be having sex?

Maneet: Don’t worry. We have already discussed all that. In fact, I was wondering if I’ll be comfortable with you staying here.

Me: Really?! Why?

Maneet: I mean it will be a little weird having two men in the house and sharing my body with both of them! Both my husbands will be wanting to fuck me and I have to handle that too. I might have to keep switching between the rooms.

Me: Don’t worry. Everything will be fine. I don’t want you be to be uncomfortable in any situation.

Maneet: But there are certain things I decided. These are the rules for this week till you stay here.

Me: What are they?

Maneet:

1. I will behave like your wife but only when the three of us are there and not when any guest comes.
2. Sunny being my actual husband will get priority for everything. Whatever he says, we have to follow.
3. Sunny can watch us having sex but you will not get to see me and my husband have sex. I want to keep my married life private.
4. I will sleep with you at night only if Sunny allows.
5. Before having sex, we will always ask Sunny if we can.
6. We will have sex only when my kid is sleeping or is with Sunny. I don’t want him to see his mom naked with another man.

Me: I agree to all. I am happy that a beauty like you will be loving me. I’ll get to feast on your fair and smooth body.

Maneet: Alright, then see you tomorrow night.

The next evening, I went to their place. Sunny welcomed me and we sat in the hall and spoke about the rules. I said that Maneet has already informed me.

Maneet came and greeted me. She was pretty formal as their kid was also present there. We all had dinner and then started watching a movie. During the movie, my friend told Maneet that if we both want to have sex we can go to the bedroom.

Maneet: But our kid is still awake. He might ask.

Sunny: Don’t worry, I will handle him. There is still 1 and a half hours for the movie to get over. You guys can have a session till then. I will watch the movie with him. Go to our bedroom so that even if you guys are loud, we won’t be able to hear you.

Maneet: Alright. I’ll see you after we are done.

She gave a kiss to Sunny and signaled me to follow her. I followed my friend’s wife and we both entered the bedroom. I asked her what happened, as I did not think she want to have sex then as her kid was awake. But then she replied.

Maneet: Sunny said that if we want to have sex, we can do it now. There is time for the movie to get over and he will take care of our kid.

I felt really nervous. Because all of a sudden, we were there in their bedroom to have a full sex session. Even my friend’s wife was sweating.

We both were quiet. After almost 2-3 minutes, she spoke.

Maneet: We should start. There is not much time. And no point in being uncomfortable as we have already have done it once and we are here to do it again. But I am yet not comfortable removing my clothes in front of you. Can we switch off the lights and do it in the dark? And when we are halfway through, we can switch on the lights.

I agreed to this. She switched off the lights. It wasn’t completely dark. I could see a little bit because of the moonlight coming from the window. My friend’s sexy wife came and stood very close to me. I slowly moved towards her and hugged her. She too hugged me.

We were in a tight embrace and feeling each other’s bodies. We were moving our hands all around each other’s bodies. After 3-4 minutes, I moved out from the embrace and held her face, and started smooching her. We smooched really wild for about 10 minutes and while doing so, she pulled my t-shirt up. I responded by pulling her top up.

Maneet wasn’t wearing a bra. My friend’s partner had huge boobs. We hugged again. My bare chest pressed hard on her bare boobs. They were so damn soft.

I again started smooching her and while doing so, I moved to her neck and sucked around her neck, and then moved to her boobs. I started eating her like a wild dog. I was biting her nipples too. My friend’s wife was moaning really loud because of the pain and pleasure. I kept eating her boobs for a good 10 minutes.

Then I stood up and held her by her shoulders and made her sit on the bed. I moved close to her so that my crotch was in front of her face. I held both her hands and put them on my abs. She understood what I want.

Maneet felt my abs for a few seconds and then was moving down till she reached the waistband of my track pant. She held my underwear and track pants together and pulled them down completely. My dick sprang out and hit her lips!

My friend’s wife held my ass with one hand and with the other hand, she held my dick and moved her mouth over my dick, and started sucking it. She was such a pro at blowjob, just ten minutes and I was ready to cum.

I didn’t want to cum in her mouth as I didn’t know if she was alright with it. So, as I was about to cum, I tried moving my ass back to remove my dick from her mouth but just then, my friend’s wife held my ass with both her hands and pulled me towards her, and deep throated me!

Now, it was too late for me. I came directly in her throat. She started gagging a bit but did not let me remove my dick and drank the last drop of my cum.

Maneet then pulled me to her and started smooching. While doing so, I pushed her on the bed and while her legs were still hanging down from the bed, I held her waistband and pulled her leggings out of her body. She wasn’t wearing a panty either.

I knelt and moved her legs up, bending from knees, and got my face close to my friend’s wife’s vagina. It was smelling so good and sexy. Her pussy was dripping wet. I gave a small lick to her clitoris and she moaned, “Ahhhhhhhhh..” That was such a turn-on!

I then started eating and sucking her pussy. My tongue was going as deep as it can in Maneet’s pussy and I was sucking her clitoris at the same time. The married woman kept moving her head left and right, moaning loudly. Her hands were moving on my hair and pushing my head deeper towards her pussy.

Then I inserted a finger in her pussy. While licking her clitoris, I was finger fucking my friend’s wife. After around 9-10 minutes, her body stiffened with a loud moan and a gush of her juices started flowing from her pussy. I drank it all.

Then I moved on the bed and signaled her to adjust on the bed. She moved up and then I got on top of her. She understood that I was ready for intercourse. My friend’s wife spread her legs wide to accommodate me between her legs and gave access for my dick to enter her.

I adjusted myself in between her legs and then lay on her and started smooching her. While doing so, she held my dick and guided it to her pussy, and pulled it slightly into her vagina which gave me a signal to push my dick into her. As soon as my dick entered her, we just hugged tight and both let out a moan.

Maneet: Ohhhhhh baby! I so love you!! Your dick feels so perfect.

Me: I love you too, babe. Your pussy is so warm.

I started moving slowly in and out. We were enjoying this slow-fucking. Then I raised my upper body, taking support of my hands, and started fucking my friend’s wife fast. The sound of our bodies banging “thap thap thap” was very audible in the room. I was wondering if Sunny was hearing it. We continued that for 15 minutes.

Then I got down from the bed and asked her to get down as well. I turned her over and made her bent over the edge of the bed. I adjusted myself behind her. I held my dick and entered her pussy from behind. Again, I was banging my friend’s wife hard and fast from behind.

Suddenly, the light in the room came. We both were startled and then we saw Sunny at the door. We didn’t know what to do or say! We both felt embarrassed as I and his wife were naked together and from where he was standing, he could also see my dick was in his wife’s pussy.

Sunny: Sorry, don’t stop, continue. I just came to get the remote control of the living room AC.

Maneet (while in the same position): It’s in the drawer next to the main door. Do you want me to come and give it to you?

Sunny (smiled): I want you to CUM, but here (he winked and he left).

As soon as Sunny closed the door, we realized he had left the lights on. Now, to switch it off, I will have to remove my dick from my friend’s wife’s pussy which I didn’t want to. So I asked Maneet.

Me: Should I go and switch off the light?

Maneet: No, that’s alright. We can continue like this. You have already seen me now. And now that we have done so much, there is no point in being shy. You are my pseudo-husband.

I continued banging my friend’s hot wife again. This time, even faster. After about 20 minutes, I was close to climax. By then, Maneet had already climaxed thrice.

I removed my dick and made her lie down on the bed on her back as such that her pussy was at the edge of the bed. So, while standing, I inserted my dick in her pussy again and started fucking her very fast. I yelled.

Me: I AM CUMMINGGG, BABYYY..

Maneet: Yes baby, cum cum cum. Cum in me. Fill my pussy!

And I came with a huge grunt and emptied my balls in my friend’s wife’s pussy. I immediately fell on her and lay motionless on her. My dick was still in her pussy.

We were kissing each other softly. It was a very romantic moment. It didn’t feel that I was with a married woman whose husband was sitting outside and I was just there to satisfy her sexual needs. I felt as if we were really husband and wife. I felt how lucky Sunny was to get such a beautiful and hot wife.

Maneet: Why are you looking at me like this?

Me: I am just feeling lucky that a beautiful woman like you is with me.

Maneet: But I am somebody else’s wife.

Me: That’s why I feel even luckier that even though you are married, you are here in bed with me naked having sex with your husband’s permission.

Maneet: But I feel I am a bad woman. I am married and yet I am sleeping with my husband’s friend on the same bed where I and my husband have sex for many years. I never thought I will be in the same bed having sex with another man while my husband is sitting outside. I am being shared between two men.

I have to get naked in front of both of you. And today, my husband saw me naked with you while your dick was in my pussy. I don’t know how will I face him now. In a way, I have two husbands now. One legal and one illegal.

Me: I can understand what you are feeling. But this ain’t cheating because your husband suggested this. And fulfilling your sexual needs is not wrong. And I respect you and love you like my wife. So, don’t overthink.

We both hugged. Then we got up because it was time and the movie would finish anytime. So we both walked naked hand in hand to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves and wore our clothes and went outside.

Sunny was still watching the movie whereas their son had slept. Maneet asked Sunny why he didn’t tell her their son was sleepy, she would have put him to sleep in the bedroom.

Sunny: I had actually come to tell you that, but then you were already in the middle of sex. So I wanted you guys to finish first.

Maneet: I’ve become such a bad mother. My son was sleepy and I was in the bedroom, bending naked in front of my husband’s friend with his dick inside my pussy and getting fucked.

Sunny: Don’t overreact. It’s absolutely fine. He slept while watching the movie.

Maneet moved to pick up her son to take him to the bedroom. But Sunny stopped her saying that he will wake up so might as well let their son sleep here and Sunny too will sleep with him in the living room. Sunny asked us to sleep together.

This is a novel erotic story of how two couples in Canada exchanged their partners for 2 months. I am extending the original story. You can provide your feedback, suggestions, and thought by email to [email protected]

I hope you enjoy it!

In the evening, he woke up. I made him coffee and asked him if the pain was gone. He said, “Yes, the pain is gone, but I have something to talk to you about.” I was worried if there might be some after-effects. Maybe we need to see a doctor or something.

Looking at me worried, Rajesh continued, “Did you realize that I was completely naked in front of you? You did not feel shy or anything. You were ready to touch my penis just because you wanted me to feel alright.” I thought to myself that I did not feel shy or anything after some time.

It was ok for me. I nodded and said, “I cannot let anything happen to you, Rajesh. After all, I have accepted you to be my loving husband for the entirety of our swap.”

Rajesh smiled and said, “If you would like, we can try Swathi’s treatment today. I can go naked, and you can reciprocate the day you want to show yourself to me willingly. This time not while sleeping, ok?”

I felt very happy that Rajesh was still so nice to me. I know I have to open up at some point, so I agreed to it. I asked Rajesh, “But are you feeling ok now? How is the pain?”

Rajesh said, “The pain is gone, dear. All I want is my angel to feel more comfortable being in how nature presented us to this world. What do you say?”

I agreed with Rajesh at the moment and said, “Ok Rajesh, your wish. You are the boss now, I do not get aroused easily. But you can try your luck,” and chuckled. Hearing this, I don’t know what Rajesh felt. He quickly went to the bedroom to pick up something.

I also followed him on his way. Unfortunately, there was some oil on the floor, and I slipped and fell with a thud on my head. I screamed in pain and quickly saw Rajesh running back to me. He quickly picked me up, started massaging my head, and quickly ran and got some medicine to relieve the pain.

I could not think about anything and kept laying on the floor. After a while, I noticed that my ankle also twisted, and that was also paining. Rajesh tried to make me stand but couldn’t. So he quickly lifted me and took me to the bedroom. He applied some cream on my ankle as well as the balm on my head and asked, “Why were you running so fast?”

I could not say anything to that. He continued, “It’s ok. It seems like common pain. It should go away in a few hours. In the meanwhile, I can take you to the nearby clinic and get you checked. If you are unable to walk, no worries, I will figure out something.”

I said to Rajesh, “I am sorry, Rajesh, every time something or the other is happening. No need to go to the doctor. I will be alright.” Rajesh quickly told me that we should have the pain quickly tested or develop into something serious. He told me to rest for some time.

I thought that every time Rajesh tried to be intimate with me, something bad was always happening. Maybe it is my fault. Even after this, Rajesh is so kind and nice to me, not expecting anything in return.

His nature really touches me. When he lifted me without hesitation, I felt like I was a very lucky girl. But then again, I am only going to be with him for 2 months. So maybe I am not all that lucky. After all this, what is needed for me? I must give myself fully to Rajesh. A lot of things crossed my mind.

And quickly, I fell asleep. Rajesh woke me up after a few hours and told me he had confirmed an appointment with the general physician. I tried to stand up to wash my face. But my ankle was swollen, and I could not get up at all. Seeing this, Rajesh quickly held me like a baby and made me sit on the chair.

He brought some water and a bowl as well as some wet wipes for cleaning up my face. And after that, he carried me to the car, all this while I felt very happy to be with him. He was taking such good care of me.

We went to the doctor, and the doctor suggested 2 days of bed rest with some ice therapy for the foot. For 2 days, Rajesh did all the housework and also took care of me. I thought that he took leave to enjoy it with me. But I wasted the whole weekend. I should do something to make up for this.

Monday morning, everything was normal. Rajesh got ready for work. I decided to plan a massive surprise for his unconditional love. I was falling in love with him. I decided to call Swathi to talk about how things have been so far. I hoped not to hear too many details about Swathi’s sex with Vinod.

I called Swathi. She did not pick up on the first try. After 20 minutes, I got a callback from Swathi. She asked how everything was and what we had done over the weekend.

I told her everything that had happened. She got upset and asked if I was ok. I heard Vinod’s voice in the background. Swathi told Vinod everything, and Vinod quickly wanted to talk to me.

He said, “What happened, Harini? Is everything ok? Should I visit you to check on you?” I said, “No, Vinod, it’s ok now. Everything is fine. Rajesh took very good care of me. How are you doing?”

He said everything was fine there as well. I know Swathi must have been wild with Vinod but did not want to ask anything about that. After speaking for some time, Vinod said he would continue his work and gave the phone to Swathi.

I started talking about how Rajesh took care of me. I said that I might be falling for him. I know I should not have told her that. But Swathi is the only friend I have. I have to tell her.

But Swathi was not angry. She was supportive. She said that it’s a 2-month swap. Anything can happen. At the end of 2 months, we will return to our normal lives. It’s not like we hate our current husbands. Why can’t we have 2 loves?

I was not convinced with this because, in my opinion, it should always be 1 love. I told Swathi that. She suggested that we do a temporary marriage if I was having sentimental issues. We could go back to our original marriage according to the swap oath.

It was childish at first, but then I thought, why not completely change our lives for these 2 months. Swathi did have a point, and I also wanted to do something nice to Rajesh. I asked Swathi if she was ok. She did not have an issue as long I felt much better.

Hi, I’m Rajesh, and I am back.

I was very glad to be home to be received by Harini. As usual, she looked very traditional in this modern world. It gave a warm feeling to me. We had coffee and were talking about the day when Harini started opening up to me.

She was blabbering about the negative vibes in the past few days. I said, “Harini, you are here. There can be nothing more positive than that for me. Forget about negative vibes,” and held her hand. She felt better.

I could see tears in her eyes, and she continued, “Rajesh, I want to give myself fully to you, not as Vinod’s wife but as your wife. Can you accept me fully as your wife for these 2 months?” I did not know what to say.

I know I am lawfully wedded to Swathi. But what was she implying? I asked her, “Why Harini, ma? What is making you so upset?” Harini said she wanted to find an auspicious time to unite, and Swathi is ok with that.

She wanted to be married to me for these 2 months, and then she will give me back to Swathi. I was perplexed. I see the point in this. I know this will make Harini feel better. If Swathi is fine with it, I did not see the point in saying no to that.

So, I asked, “So what do you want to do, Harini?” and smiled. She said she wanted me to tie her thaali and accept her as my wife. This will let her give herself fully to me. This touched me. She is going to such an extent means how much she loves me.

I was flattered and said, “Ok, Harini, I will accept you as my wife. When do you want to get married?” Harini found an auspicious day on Friday at 10 am and wanted me to tie a new ‘mangal kayar’ (yellow thread thaali) to her in the puja room.

She also wrote on a paper that she would give me back to Swathi after exactly 2 months and signed her name. I did not know what to say. On the one hand, Swathi is an amazing wife.

On the other hand, Harini wants to fully take up my wife’s position for our swap for two months. Still, I wanted to do as Harini wished because I wanted to accept her fully as my wife.

Harini then quickly said, “Rajesh, one more thing. I cannot be completely naked until we are married. I understand as a man. You need to have sex. Can I ask Swathi to spend some time with you?”

I quickly said, “No, Harini, I am not looking for lust in this relationship. All that I care about is your love. I am getting plenty of that from you. This is more than enough.”

“But in the meanwhile, can we listen to Love FM? We can also tell Swathi and Vinod about our plan of temporary marriage and can suggest the same for them?”

Harini thought for a bit. After a while, she said, “Ok, Rajesh. But please don’t embarrass me by asking Vinod to narrate the action they are having.” I said, “Ok, but we will at least get some trailer of the action. It will be fun,” and called Swathi and Vinod.

Hi, I’m Swathi, and I am back.

It was 9 pm, and we were just done with dinner. Vinod and I are having a gala time. I forced Vinod to take me to my favorite pub, and we had lots of vodka shots. It was a big fiasco getting home, but Vinod and I enjoyed it a lot.

I was a little worried about Harini and Rajesh, though. Harini was getting too sentimental, and Rajesh was trying some wild things on her. I should talk to them in person. Also, Harini wanted to marry Rajesh for two months, which must have been pretty serious talk in Rajesh’s place.

Suddenly got a call from Rajesh and decided to speak out of Vinod’s view since he does not know about the marriage talk. “Hi Purusha (husband), how is everything?”

I knew Rajesh had agreed to the plan to console Harini. But he would make this fun for themself. I was shocked to hear that Harini was ready to let me enjoy myself with Rajesh for some time because of Rajesh’s needs.

I continued talking about Vinod when Rajesh kept bugging me to give the phone to Vinod. I warned Rajesh that Vinod does not know about all this marriage stuff, so don’t tell him. But Rajesh insisted, so I gave the phone to Vinod.

Rajesh and Harini together broke the news of their temporary marriage. Vinod seemed a little perplexed at first. But after Rajesh explained everything in detail, he felt more relaxed. He said, “Rajesh, you are going on love track. Here we are on a highway to lust.”

I found that funny. Only last day did I tease Vinod about that older treatment I used to do on Rajesh. I wanted us to both be naked for 2 days during the weekend without sex. We can touch each other and kiss but nothing more than that.

Vinod found it very easy to do. I know I won’t make it all that easy. Rajesh continued on the phone, “Vinod, why don’t you and Swathi also get married on the same day and time as us? But remember you cannot touch your bride until the marriage is ok?” and he started teasing.

I thought, well, we can pull off the naked plan for the entire week, and since marriage is just on Friday, it will be fun. Vinod also seemed excited and looked into my eyes, waiting for my agreement. I quickly told Rajesh, “If Vinod takes me as his wife, I am ready, Rajesh.”

Vinod quickly showed all his teeth and told Rajesh, let’s get married together. I thought this would be a great reunion as well as a fun ceremony. It was also very kinky. Who would’ve thought this would become the best wife swapping experience for us? simple wife swap could have turned into something this wild that too with Harini involved.

Hi, this is Gladstone (my pen name), working at a reputed organization in Gujarat. A bit of my appearance: I am an average built guy, toward the heavier end, with a 4-inch long and 3-inch thick tool. You can call it a micro size, but that does not affect my interaction with the ladies around, especially those who are thirsty for some young tools.

Being of the age bracket from 25 to 35 years makes it easy to hang out with all kinds of ladies.

Rushing forward, let me introduce you to the heroine of this session: Hemal (name changed).

Hemal was around 30 to 32 years old in appearance (34, after confirming), with a deep tanned face and bulged up assets. She was a Senior manager in the Sales division of our organization.

Her hair was slightly curly and long up to her waist, with proper fat deposition around her waist and legs. Her assets were as 37-32-34 ish (with 32C cup size), which was sufficient to turn on anyone who saw her.

Being from a traditional family, she considered shaving and waxing as beyond her sleeve, though quite often, she used to get herself an upper lip (as she was in the Sales department).

The first time we met was during the quarterly get-together of the department. Her appearance was not in a manner that would strike out of others. In fact, I was so engrossed in clubbing out with my colleagues, playing foul and mimicking about the seniors there that I hadn’t realized her presence behind us.

By the time realization dawned onto us, it was too late. My boss’s eyes carried a deep sense of anger, that would justify our indecency.

We apologized for the issue and had left the venue. The situation at that time never took a good turn, rather my meeting with her always resulted in the hurling of abuses, and tense environments. Further, the appraisal seasons were approaching, and this made me all the more tense, as a result of my conflicts with her.

A week before the release of appraisals, I was called to her office and since it was a Saturday, most of the cabins were vacant.

When I had entered my boss’s cabin, I was dumbstruck. The Hemal I had met last night was completely transformed into a diva.

Her curly hair was dripping wet with shampoo, and an aroma was spread out in her cabin. Her 32C cup-size boobs were struggling inside her shirt, which was drenched with her sweat, resulting in her bra becoming almost visible.

HEM: What are you staring at? (in an angry tone) Am I one of your muses for mimicry?

Me: Nothing. I have come here on your instructions. (My eyes still beading on her boobs and drenched shirt).

HEM: Don’t try to hide. I know you and your intentions very well (following the direction of my eyes). YOU WRETCHED MAN! STARING AT MY SHIRT. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM? I CAN TERMINATE YOU UNDER SEXUAL OFFENCES, GET IT?

Me (returning to my senses): Please do not do so, as my career will be affected (as I didn’t have any option at that time, since it was the onset of CoVID). I shall do anything you wish for, but please do not terminate me.

HEM: Are you sure of doing anything I would say? Remember, you are making a deal with the devil (while unbuttoning the top button of her shirt).

Me: (with a lowered head): Yes ma’am, I would do anything.

My boss Hemal locked her cabin door (with a DND board outside), grabbed my hand, and took me inside her storeroom (For your information, the storeroom is kept attached with the cabin of senior managers, for keeping records of files and inventory).

She shut the door and approached me, opening her shirt by one button per step. By the time she had reached close enough for her breath to be visible near my mouth, she had completely opened her shirt and tied it on my face, such that the wetter portions were close to my nose.

Me: Fuck! I cannot breathe properly. But the aroma is exotic. Is it eau de cologne?

HEM: No, it’s de Silere. Now listen, I want you to satisfy my hunger for sex, such that I shall consider keeping you as my personal assistant. Fail to do so, and I shall kick you out with the tag of a pervert. Now, do you agree to my proposal? (With a smirk of superiority on her face).

Me (panting and gasping for breath, trying to adjust to her odor): Yes ma’am, as you wish.

HEM: Not ma’am, Mistress. You will address me as ‘Mistress’ inside this room and anywhere you meet me alone. Get it?

Me: Yes, mistress.

HEM: Now, start satisfying me, else think of your situation.

After seeing my boss in the morning, I had an urge to fuck her brains out, but now, this is a fuck for my career!

I had emptied the large table present inside the storeroom and requested her to lay on it, with her back on the top. From the outside cabin, I had brought an after-burn gel and started applying it on her bareback.

Since there was no fan inside the storeroom, drops of sweat were appearing on her midrib. With every movement of my hand over her midrib, her moaning increased in intensity. I could see her twitching her lips, and that became a turn-on for me as well. My tool began to become rock hard.

A few minutes later, I had shifted the massage point to her bare shoulders and had started massaging her upper side. With every intrusion of my fingers into my female boss’s underarm mound, her twitching increased. It seemed that she had got a high voltage shock.

ME: Mistress, your straps are making it difficult to continue, shall I remove them with your consent?

HEM (already moaning): Yesss..remove them.

I had unhooked the bra clamp, and let them drop down to the table. Similarly, I had removed her heeled shoes and panty. Now, my sex goddess was lying inverted in front of me, her ass crack inviting to feast upon.

Little drops of gel, sweat, and her pussy juice were already visible on her pubic and ass hairs, which had increased my urge to suck them out.

Losing my control over my senses and boundaries, I bent down and started munching my lady boss’s pubic mound and ass, taking turns to lick them equally. The moment my tongue touched her clitoris, she shrieked loudly, “FUUUUCCKKKKKKK! Munch on it..yes, suck it out hard, ahhh..”

I remained consistent, pecking her ass crack with my nose, and licking out her mound and clitoris with extra pace. The smell of her pubic mound was intoxicating, which drove me further crazy.

Taking a step further, I opened her handbag, and was surprised to find out a but plug within that. Taking that butt plug, I wetted with her cocktail of juices and pushed into my boss’s ass crack. She screamed her ears out, pushed me down onto the table, and jumped on my tongue, locking my nose and mouth between her thighs and pubic hairs.

The dampness of her pubes (glistening with her juice and sweat) was increasing the tension around, reinforced by her stroking of my tool over my pants. Now her holes were blocked (one with my tongue and the other with her butt plug).

I started to caress her boobs while keeping my eyes on her pussy. Using my thumb, I reached the location below her boobs and started to caress them. Her moans increased in intensity, as well as her boobs became slippery. My sexy boss began to arch down, tightening her fist onto my tool.

A warm gush of saline sticky fluid dripped down continuously, filtered from her pubes onto my face. This was the first orgasm she had encountered.

She fell on my face, with her boobs touching my head, wet. But now the animal within me was released. I turned her onto the table, stretched out her arms, and tied them to the top with her bra. Slowly, I put an ice cube on each of her brown nipples, navel, and her pubes. This sent a shiver down her spine.

HEM: Go on, do not stop, ahhh. The ice feels good.

Her entire body was shining, and I was wondering from where to start feasting upon her. My eyes locked upon her underarms. They were slightly bushy but now were in a thick clot due to the sweat generated. I used my tongue to lick around her bushy part, and slowly bit into her underarms. Her moans were still on.

Slowly, I started to eat out her underarms, from her right to her left, often pausing on her lips to make her taste her odor. She rose and engaged herself in a deep kiss, such that her tongue was exploring every part of my mouth and lips, trickling down the last scent of her body from my mouth.

The kiss went on for more than 5 minutes, while I used my hand to caress her navel and pubic mound.

Suddenly, I broke the kiss, and jumped onto her boobs, encircling my boss’s nipples with my tongue without touching them. I licked out her boobs (from the top to her under boob skin folds) dry, but not her nipple. This made her desperate and she screamed, “CHEW OUT MY NIPPLES, I CANNOT HOLD IT FOR LONG.”

Me: No way mistress, let me make this more satisfying.

Saying this, I took some of the gel and placed it on the tip of her nipples. Following the gel, I placed an ice cube and started blowing air onto them. She started to squirm and wiggle, while I took the time to munch upon her underarms once again (as I have an underarm fetish, especially for wetter ones).

My fingers were playing along with her clit, and there she let out her second orgasm. The entire table, with her pussy and ass hair became wetland dripping due to the orgasm.

We both fell upon each other, with lips locked, and were gasping for breath. Meanwhile, I opened the shirt tied onto my face and gave it to her.

Want to know what happened next? Stay tuned for the next part.

Any horny, unsatisfied ladies wanting to get themselves satisfied anonymously can message me on [email protected].

Sayonara!

Hii everyone, how are you all keeping up. Ready for my blast from the past? Rather hope all of you are getting wet now that the pandemic restrictions are somewhat relaxed. Your very own Rohit is here with yet another real-life (s)experience.

God, I love this site because of the responses I receive from my lady readers after my stories are published. Do keep sending your love and more of – well, you know what I mean. If you are a new reader, please read my other stories here.

So straight to my story. This is just some 9 months old incident that happened in Madikeri. As you can understand from the title of the story, it will not revolve around someone new. But someone whom I had already made love long back in Delhi.

So yes, here’s my stars bringing back Nisha from Nagpur for a night in Madikeri. We were both invited there for a grand function from our work front at a posh resort. We both were aware of that, though.

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon in January. I, along with my colleagues, reached the resort and checked in. I was strolling around the balcony. There she was in a white top and blue jeans chitchatting with a colleague of hers. I immediately called her out loudly enough for all the passers-by to notice.

It felt a bit absurd, actually, but we just exchanged smiles. She signaled me to come down. A gush of adrenaline went through me. Just the mere glance of her sent me 3.5 years back to that training room and the balconies. The time we spent, the kisses we exchanged.

And suddenly, I was horny with the thought of sleeping with her all over again. I just had one single night to do that. We were kind of in touch all these years, how two normal friends remain in contact with that on-off type. I straight away rushed back downstairs and greeted her with my cutest smile.

She introduced me to her female colleague, who was also her roommate for the night. We started to get along as normal friends. I saw the brightness in her eyes when she introduced me. She said how she was excited to meet me after such a long gap.

She said we both had kept in touch and discussed meeting today (a big lie that was). I had my moment then and so badly wanted to hug her tight. “Nah, let’s not ruin things now, or else I don’t stand a chance at night,” a voice said in my mind.

It was evening, and we got ready for the function. I went to Nisha’s room so that we could go together. I called out her name and knocked.

“I know you would come. The door is open. Come inside.”

Ok, this girl has not changed a bit, I thought. I went inside, and there she was, looking all glam in a blue salwar with open hair. I was staring at her for a minute or so.

“Hello there, pretty lady.”

“Shut up and don’t start flirting again,” she smiled.

“I want a hug so bad, please.”

“No way my makeup will get destroyed as I know how closely you hug,” she laughed.

I made a sad face. She hit me on my head jokingly. We started towards the function having a good laugh about other persons whom we didn’t even know.

Fast forward to dinner. Drinks were arranged, and me, Nisha, and three of our known people were all seated together. Nisha had 3 pegs of vodka and was half out. It was almost midnight, and we decided to leave.

One of my male colleagues was hitting on Nisha’s roommate. So I let them be and was walking with Nisha by keeping some distance from those two. Nisha felt a bit dizzy and held my hand hard.

“Don’t worry. I am here.”

“That is why I drank to get wasted, or else by now, I would have fallen asleep if you’re not there.”

“Ah, is it?”

I held her hand firmly. All kinds of naughty thoughts started coming to my mind. The night was cold, and those thoughts made my dick rise slowly. I glanced at Nisha while she kept saying something which I wasn’t even listening to. We reached her room and went inside.

The other two also came, and we sat to breathe as it was a long walk. Nisha went to get changed while the other two went to the balcony to get a bit cozy. I wanted to be with Nisha, alone. That was the only thought coming to my mind all this while. These two flirts have given me that opportunity for sure.

Just when Nisha was about to come out of the washroom, I stood there and stopped her from coming out.

“These two need the room, I think,” I winked at her.

“Ok, please put these dresses and my bra inside the cupboard, then we will go outside.”

I immediately obliged. It was nothing new for me to be holding Nisha’s bra, though.

We silently made our way out. The moment I slowly closed the door behind me, Nisha grabbed my shirt, pulled me towards her, and kissed me hard. Ok, wait, so here’s what she also wanted. We had such a good mental connection. It was that gap of 3.5 years.

I pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard, and held her waist. Nisha pushed me back as we heard some footsteps above the stairs. We made our way to the stairs and sat there. Nisha kept her head on my shoulder with one hand around mine.

We started discussing the old days, our present gf and bf, how life is going on, what misunderstandings we had in the past and stuff like that. By this time, the other guy came out of the room and wanted to go to our room (he was my roommate). I gave him the room card, and he made his way out.

Nisha called her roommate and told her it would take some time to come. I landed a kiss on her forehead. Nisha brought her head up and looked straight into my eyes. I guess we both saw the hunger in each other. We were both committed to two different persons.

I guess that thought kind of reduced the guilt in both of us. I stood up and pulled her close to me, and held her around her waist.

“I need a wall to lean on.”

And I remembered these were the exact words she had said 3.5 years back when we first kissed on the balcony.

I obliged and pushed her against the wall. It was late, so nobody was there. I scanned the lobby for any CCTVs and ensured we were in the blind spot. I ran my fingers through her hair around her face.

“I missed you all these years.”

“I miss………..”

No, she didn’t complete as our lips were already locked in a passionate smooch. My hand went down her spine, over her waist and ass. I came up and ran my fingers over her two-round beauties while we continued our smooch. I bit her lips. I pinched her nipples over her top.

“Ah, that hurts” she smiled and bit her lips.

“I know it hurts,” I smiled. I turned her around so that my dick touched her ass over her trousers. I started kissing her neck with both my hand pressing her boobs hard. She was moaning softly, and I slowly licked her earlobe and gave a soft bite.

She turned towards me and held my hair. We were kissing again with our tongues, finding their way wherever possible. We broke the smooch to take some breath.

“Let us go up,” I don’t know why I said that. Maybe because I wanted to get out of the lights. She held my hand, and we started going up the stairs barefoot to avoid making any noise.

It was cold, and her nipples were erect as they were very much visible over her top. I so badly wanted to rip open her bra and suck them hard, literally. Nah, those were just thoughts from too much of watching porn. I am not that aggressive.

We reached the roof, and how gladly I thanked my stars for being there. There was a mattress lying on the final stair just beside the roof door. It might be dusty, but we didn’t care. We were out of any CCTV surveillance, and we were on our own now.

We both sat down, and I pulled her over me. I removed my shirt. She sat over me, literally placing her pussy over my hard dick. I removed her top and let her boobs bounce out from beneath her bra. Ah, that is what I was waiting for. I started pressing them hard, and we started to kiss again.

I licked and sucked on one of the nipples while my fingers pinched and pressed the other one. Now her moans were a bit louder as she knew no one would come, neither would hear us. This continued for quite a long time as I juggled between one boob and the other.

She held my head hard against her nipples when I sucked on them like a baby. I let her lie down, and her trousers were off. Along came her panty in an instant. Her pussy was already leaking, and I happily wiped it off with my tongue.

I was always good with my fingers and tongue. Many ladies, including her, have complimented me. I started to act on that wet pussy. She pressed my head hard and was moaning with pleasure. I was licking her pussy and finger fucking her at the same time.

She lost all control over her body and was enjoying what was happening. She was about to cum when she suddenly pulled me over and kissed me hard with all her juices around my lips. Her hands went down to my pants. She felt my dick over them.

“Open it immediately!”

I obliged, and the next moment she was taking my dick in her mouth. We were two young adults naked near the roof of a posh resort, but we felt free. We forgot how embarrassing it would be if someone came up at 2 a.m.

We only wanted to feel each other and forget what the whole world was doing. It was just us. After a good round of sucking, I placed my dick where it was supposed to be. I bent over her and slowly went inside. She let out a moan and scratched my shoulder as I increased my pace.

From missionary, we went to doggy and finally finished back at the missionary again. I fell on her satisfied while she hugged me tight as we both were panting for breath. Before getting up, we kissed as she smiled and got dressed. She asked me to stay the night with her.

I would have done that as who would again walk quite a distance to my room. We went to her room. The other girl was fast asleep at one corner of the bed. We both adjusted ourselves at the other corner, and we cuddled and slept.

No, the night was not over yet. We had another session of slow sex and lots of kisses and nipples suckings (as there was the other girl). As I finally slept at 4 in the morning holding her, I felt both happy and sad.

Happy as I had Nisha beside me though we had just some hours left before we again part ways. And sad because how I wished the other girl would have woken up and we could have had a steamy threesome. Well, you don’t get everything, do you?

The next morning we left for our respective places. I bid her goodbye without knowing if we would meet again like this. In fact, if we would even meet again someday. We both know that we share a bond that we don’t want to define. But we would definitely want to enjoy till time and luck permits.

So guys hope you enjoyed it. I hope my ladies are already wet and feeling as if my tongue would lick that off. Feel free to connect with me over mail or hangouts via [email protected].

I would be patiently waiting to hear and get along ‘specially and only’ with all the hot lady readers out there. If there is a scope of a threesome or foursome, I and my gf would be happy to help out.

It was almost a year since I’d seen her. She looked sexy in a tight black skirt and sky blue shirt. Big hazel eyes behind cat eyeglasses. Bra strap length hair in layers.

I was putting one week’s worth of clothes in the washer when she came in. Instantly recognizing the sweet smell, I turned to see her. She was none other than Manvi. She had long hair, but it was unmistakably her.

I’d completely forgotten about her after moving to the east coast. She’d lost a couple of pounds and taken out the nose ring since we met last year. Yet, she exuded the same sexy aura as before. She saw me at the exact moment and greeted me:

Manvi: Hello stranger!

KK: I can explain…

Manvi:  Says the guy who disappeared.

KK: How exactly was I supposed to inform you? Without a phone number even.

The point was made, plus she didn’t look upset because she had asked for this. I pulled her into the innermost laundry room to have a more intimate conversation.

Her arms were silky smooth like she’d waxed them recently. She felt surprisingly light sitting on my leg, with 4-inch heels, that made her look almost as tall as me.

KK: What’s with the oversized eyeglasses?

Manvi: Don’t they look sexy? To correct axis difference.

She had completely shaved her brows beyond the irises and redrawn them with an eyebrow pencil. Her sideburns were unnaturally straight, like they’d been trimmed. The neck had stray hair, though, and I remembered trimming it last year.

Our kiss happened on its own. Her chiseled features and picture-perfect body ensured that I was hard in no time. She had retainers in her belly button and second earlobe piercings.

She rubbed her soft palm on my crotch to confirm my erection and asked me to insert it. I explained to her that people might come there and the sauna, as it was still warm. Plus, I had something in mind. Without asking, I took her to the underground barbershop.

We were in luck – the girl barber was in. She’d just finished someone’s haircut and was sweeping up. Without wasting any time, I explained what I wanted. She asked Manvi to take a seat in the big barber’s chair.

She made a triangular section on Manvi’s crown, from the corner of one eyebrow to the other corner of the other eyebrow. Then she cut Manvi’s bangs above her eyebrows with a trimmer.

Then shaved the baby hair on her neck with the same trimmer turned down. As soon as the barbette dusted her, Manvi took off the cape and got down. I paid the barbette and adjusted Manvi’s eyewear over her sharp nose.

In the elevator going up to the 10th floor, we were in an inseparable embrace. Manvi had nothing to worry about as no one knew her in this building. On reaching my floor, we quickly entered and took off our clothes.

I slapped Manvi’s bottom hard to make it red. Manvi shrieked with pleasure and started sucking my cock. I put two fingers into her shaved slit. She was dripping wet.

I noticed she had new tattoos – a ring on her left forearm, under her elbow, and an arrow behind her right arm, close to the right shoulder blade. She’d used the winter months to get inked.

KK: It’s a wonder that you didn’t grow cobwebs in your pussy.

Manvi: You forget I have a husband.

Entering her, I wished to last at least 5 minutes the first time. I was super excited, and I hadn’t seen (let alone met) any chick as hot as her in the past year. As if reading my mind, she said:

Manvi: It’s ok if you jizz early. Hubby comes at 6, remember.

KK: Hmmm. Love me.

I started cumming as soon as she said the words. Sometime during our lovemaking, I bit her on the neck. It was apparent from the hickey on her collarbone.

When the jerking stopped, I asked her if she’d like me to drain her jugs. She said that I could try. I put my mouth to her right breast but soon realized that she had stopped producing milk. She directed my head to the other side, and I obliged.

Manvi took a shower and combed her thick hair. It was as if the blunt bangs didn’t make her hair volume thin at all. A Golden stripe that once ran from front to back was now part of the bangs in front.

She came back at 11 pm after her husband had slept. I inquired if he’d banged her. She had asked him to dry hump her, citing periods as the reason. I played with Manvi’s thick hair, trying to hold it back like her banana clip.

Our foreplay lasted almost one hour before we decided to fuck. She came this time, evident from her rolling eyelids and clutching my shoulder in ecstasy. She kissed me ‘good night’ and left before midnight.

At 4 pm the next day, my cellphone pinged:

Manvi: Are you at home?

KK: Yes.

Manvi: Can you come to the Laundry room?

KK: See you in a bit.

Her shift was 8-4, while I was working from home till summer. I wrapped up and signed out early to meet her. After a good night’s sleep, I was ready for some action. She was in a pencil skirt with a white shirt and a brown merino sweater.

I caressed her round ass while hugging her and pinched it lightly. “Ouch!” She said in mock anger. “Take your clothes from the dryer,” she instructed and walked out fast. We had left our Laundry overnight in the machines. She was in the barbershop by the time I caught up.

Seeing the old barber, I took a seat as if I didn’t know Manvi. Without looking at me, she told him to even out the bangs and trim her hair to remove split ends.

He used a round brush and narrow ceramic tongs (specifically used for short hair) to smoothen Manvi’s hair. Then he used sharp scissors to trim her bangs and blunt-cut hair.

All this while I struggled to hide the tent in my pants. He looked at me and spoke, “This might take a while.” I knew he wanted to go for a smoke break after doing Manvi’s haircut. “I’ll be back,” I mumbled and went up to my flat.

As soon as I was done hanging my clothes in the closet, she knocked on the door. My princess stood in front of me. She peeled the netted stockings from her creamy thighs. I couldn’t wait any longer and folded up her skirt, pulling her panty to the knees in the same motion.

She thrust her tongue into my mouth and opened my belt. Pulling down my pants, I pierced her slit with my boner like a hot knife through butter. She gasped and left her stilettos on the floor before wrapping her legs around my torso.

I pulled her thick hair back to kiss her cleavage and planted a kiss on her slutty lips. She smiled with her neatly lined and shining teeth. All this happened within the span of a few seconds.

It was time to have raw sex. I fell on the bed with her. After what seemed like an eternity, I felt the pressure building up in my ballsac. She closed her eyes and climaxed. I stopped pumping and placed my cock between her melons.

Soon enough, my cock shot cumshots on her face. She didn’t get a chance to catch my semen with her mouth but licked it clean with her tongue. After milking my shaft of the last few drops of cum, Manvi lowered her skirt to go home. I checked the time. It was almost 6 pm. There was one thing I had to ask:

KK: What about the love bite mark on your collarbone?

Manvi: Nothing bb cream can’t take care of.

Satisfied, I held her jaw and kissed her on the lips. As she picked up her basket and left, I called out behind her:

KK: Love you, my sugar babe.

This is a novel erotic story of how two couples in Canada exchanged their partners for 2 months. I am extending the original story. You can provide your feedback, suggestions, and thought by email to [email protected]

I hope you enjoy it!

So, I told Vinod we should refrain from sex until we are married on Friday. But I dropped my condition that we must be naked from now until we leave on Friday morning. Vinod’s face showed some fear and happiness emotions which was fun to watch.

He asked, “But why should we be naked, Swathi?”

I replied, “Then the consummation sex will be so much better. Just follow my lead, and you can touch me if you want. If you want to kiss me, you can. But it will not be easy because I won’t let you. Let’s see who gives up earlier. If neither of us gives, I will give you a big gift after the marriage, what say?”

Vinod got all excited and asked, “Ok, madam, when do we start this little game?” Upon hearing this, I quickly undressed Vinod. First, by removing his shirt while keeping my lips close to his without letting him kiss me.

We kept feeling each other’s breath. Slowly my hands went to his shorts and then his underwear. I moved my face close to his neck and whispered in his ear, “Will you undress me, or should I undress?”

Vinod was frozen in this already cold Canadian weather. He was buck naked in front of me, and he knew he could not have sex this time. This torture will continue for 4 more days.

He came back to his senses and ripped my nighty apart, and in 1 swift motion, opened my lacy bra. I was topless, and he was naked, and we could not go intimate beyond a certain point.

This was going to be difficult for me as well. But let’s overcome this because the reward will be so much sweeter. He reached out to my panty when I held his penis and whispered, “Remember, touching is allowed, but you will not get a blowjob or a handjob. You also should not masturbate, understood?”

Vinod quickly nodded his head and continued to pull my panty down. He knew he could also play games and slowly rubbed over my clitoris and made me go crazy. I let out a quick shout. I badly needed something inside my vagina, but I could not get it.

So, we both stopped touching, looked at each other, and hugged like there was no tomorrow. I could feel his warmth, and it felt very nice compared to the cold temperature. I again took my lips close to his lips and looked deeply into his eyes.

This time he tried to kiss me, but I backed off and started giggling. Vinod knew the next 4 days would be very difficult. I quickly pulled away from Vinod and signaled to the clock. It was already 10:30 pm, and we had to sleep (naked).

Tomorrow morning, it will be an excellent sight for me to see Vinod working naked. I also got excited that I would get to perform household chores and cook naked. The thought made me feel more and more aroused, but I tried to concentrate on sleeping.

Vinod cleverly turned the other way of the bed and tried hard to sleep. I also did the same, and we managed to sleep properly. The next morning, I woke up early and took a shower, and dried myself up. When I reached the wardrobe, I remembered that we must be naked.

I giggled and went to the kitchen to prepare coffee. Once Vinod woke up, I gave him coffee and told him to get ready for work. I prepared breakfast.

It was funny to see him attend calls at work with his camera off. I also felt excited to be naked all day long. In the evening, I decided to ask Vinod what all ritual things we need to get for the marriage on Friday.

Since we could not be wearing any clothes, I called Rajesh and informed him of all the ritual items we would need for the marriage. I asked Rajesh to buy some bridal sarees for Harini and me. Rajesh said he would take Harini to choose the saree from an Indian textile store.

Hi, I am Rajesh, and I am back.

I got a lot of instructions from Swathi on what kind of items to get. Why not put in some ritual surprises for Harini? Then tell Swathi to convince Harini that this is also part of the ritual.

I wanted to think of some kinky ritual like showering together before the first night, so the couple gets good luck or something. I knew this would be fun. Harini wouldn’t mind agreeing to this since she promised she could be naked after the marriage.

I got very excited. Harini was busy preparing dinner in her usual costume. This time she was wearing a blue nylon saree which made her skin color pop out. In 2 days, she will be my wife, and I was very happy because of that.

I slowly went near her and moved her hair from the back. I kept my chin on her shoulder in a cute way and talked about the marriage preparations.

Harini said, “What is sir thinking? Remember we should not do anything intimate before marriage.”

I replied, “I know da Harini ma. I am just happy that you will be my wife fully, and that is getting me excited. Are you happy for Vinod as well?”

Harini wanted to be married to both me and Vinod at the same time. But since the call, she has been thinking way too much but finally got to terms with it. Now she was finally ok that Vinod was getting married to Swathi.

I continued talking about the ritual-related things we should buy and thought of getting the marriage done in the puja room itself. After marriage, Swathi and Vinod will go back to their house. We will remain in this house and come evening we can have the first night.

But Harini and I never talked about the first night so far. I thought this would be a good time to open that topic.

I said, “Harini, what about our first night? We need to buy new clothes for that as well, right?” Harini thought for a moment, and her face turned all red with shyness and said, “Hmmm,” and smiled.

Slowly, I also said that showering together as a couple before the first night is a common tradition in our village. We must also do that as it adds good luck to the couple.

She hesitated for a bit and asked, “What kind of ritual is this? I don’t think this is true, wait, I will ask Swathi,” and giggled.

I had already texted Swathi about this. So I knew she would take care. Harini finished the dinner preparation. Then she called Swathi and enquired. Swathi lectured about this for a few minutes, saying it was good as it cleans the genitals.

She started giving scientific explanations to her and made Harini believe this was essential. Harini kept saying a lot of ok ok and finally cut the call. I knew Swathi had completed the job. Harini returned to the dining table and told me that she understood the importance of this ritual and that it was ok to do that.

To double-check, I asked Harini if she was finally ok being naked around me. She said, “I told you this before, Rajesh. You have been very nice to me, and you have taken such good care of me. I have never told you this before but let me say it now, I am really in love with you. I will do anything for you.”

I reciprocated with “I love you too” and gently kissed her forehead. I felt satisfied at that point. We quickly finished dinner, and in the meantime, I had planned a surprise thaali for her. I got our initials H and R engraved in the thaali and kept it ready for the marriage on Friday.

Thursday came, we did our usual work. I took Harini along with me to do the shopping for the big day. Then we dropped off Swathi’s saree and Vinod’s veshti at Vinod’s place. We told them to pick it up from the front door because Swathi told me about their naked all-day plan.

I did not want to disturb them. We went back home. I asked Harini on our way back how excited she was about her second wedding day? She kept quiet but was smiling, probably enjoying the Ilayaraja songs playing in the background.

I naughtily pinched her waist. She cutely hit my fingers with her hand and looked away. We went back home, freshened up, readied the puja room for tomorrow. We finished dinner and quickly went to bed.

Tomorrow morning we must start getting ready at 6 am. Swathi and Vinod said they would also bring their clothes and get ready here only. So, Swathi and Harini will dress up together, and Vinod and I will dress up together.

First, Vinod and Swathi will get married since their combined age is higher than ours. So we thought of the elders first. During the first marriage, Harini will hand over their thaali to Vinod. They exchange the maalai (garland), and I will hand Swathi over to Vinod.

Once their marriage is over, the same will be repeated for Harini and me. After that, we will have lunch together, with the traditional feeding their respective bride and groom. And finally, head back to our homes for the traditional first night.

Hi friends, aaj main apni mummy ki chudai ki ek aur kahani le kar aaya hu. Aap sabne meri pichhli kahaniyon ko padha aur dher saare mails kiye, uske liye thanks. Aap sab jante hain ki meri mummy ek chuddakar lady hai aur unke kai mardo ke saath shaaririk sambandh ban chuke hain.

Aap sab ne meri pichhali kahaniyon mein padha ki kaise meri mummy ko unhi ke devar Sibu chacha ne gaon mein choda. Uske baad woh meri mummy ko barabar chodate the.

Yahi nahi, unhone gaon ke hi do mardo se meri mummy ko chudwaya. Meri last kahani mein aapne padha ki kaise main aur meri dadi shaadi mein rishtedaaron ke ghar gaye hue the aur ghar par mummy ko raat bhar Sibu chacha aur Aslam chacha ne choda.

Subah uthne ke baad meri mummy mujhe ghar mein dekh kar thoda dar gayi thi. Shayad unhe laga ki maine unhe Sibu chacha ke saath dekh liya hai aur woh din bhar dari dari si thi. Shaam ko main chowk par nikala hua tha. Waha mujhe Sibu chacha mile aur mujhe dekh kar muskuraye.

Puchha, “Kaise ho beta?” Maine kaha, “Theek hu.” Unhone puchha, “Aur mummy?” Maine kaha, “Haan, theek hain.” Unhone pucha, “Kaha hain?” Maine kaha, “Ghar mein hi hain” Unhone kaha ki theek hai aur yah kah kar woh waha se chal diye.

Main kuch der baahar rahne ke baad ghar wapas aaya toh dekha ki Sibu chacha ki bike bahar lagi hui thi. Main samajh gaya ki Sibu chacha ghar mein hi hain. Maine andar jakar dekha to woh aur meri mummy baith kar chai pi rahe the. Main wahi ruk gaya aur chhipkar unki baaten sunne laga.

Mummy Sibu chacha se kah rahi thi ki abhi kuch din hume ruk jana chahiye. Sibu chacha ne kaha, “Kyu, kya hua?” Mummy ne kaha, “Mujhe lagta hai ki Vicky ne sab dekh liya hai.” Chacha ne pucha, “Kaise?” Mummy ne kaha, “Aaj subah pata nahi woh kab ghar wapas aa gaya. Main subah uthi toh woh ghar mein hi tha.”

Sibu chacha ne kaha, “Aisa kuch nahi hai bhabhi, tum bekar mein dar rahi ho. Agar use sab pata hota toh kya tumse kuch kahta nahi?”Aur ye kah kar woh meri mummy ke paas aa gaye aur unhe gale lagate hue kaha ki daro mat kuch nahi hoga.

Chacha ne mummy se kaha, “Aaj raat chalogi na mere saath?” Mummy ne kaha, “Nahi, aaj nahi.” Chacha ne kaha, “Chalo na, ghar mein koi nahi hai. Maza karenge.” Mummy ne kaha, “Nahi, aaj nahi.” Chacha ne kaha, “Kuch din ke liye hi to yaha aati ho, usme bhi natak dikhati ho.” Mummy ne kaha, “Aur Vicky bhi yahi hai.”

Chacha ne kaha, “Use kaho daadi ke paas jaye. Woh akeli hai na wahan.” Mummy ne kaha, “Theek hai.” Tab chacha uth kar jaane lage aur main bhi andar ki taraf jane laga. Chacha ne mujhe dekha aur kaha, “Are Vicky! tum aa gaye.” Itna bol kar woh nikal gaye.

Main andar gaya to mummy ne kaha, “Vicky, tumhe daadi ke paas chale jana chaiye. Woh akeli hogi wahan.” Maine kaha, “Nahi maa, koi problem nahi hai daadi rah legi.” Maine aage kaha, “Mummy tum bhi toh akele ho jaogi aur tumhari tabiyat bhi theek nahi hai.”

Mummy ne kaha, “Main theek hu aur waise bhi koi problem hogi toh main Sibu chacha ko bula lungi.” Maine man hi man kaha ki uski koi jarurat nahi hai, waise bhi woh raat bhar yahin rahenge. Mummy ne zor diya ki main chala jaun. Bahut kahne par maine kaha theek hai main chala jata hu aur main waha se chala gaya.

Raat ke karib 9 baj rhe the. Main ghar ke hi paas tha. Mujhe pata tha ki Sibu chacha jarur aayenge aur aisa hi hua. Chacha aaye aur ghar mein chale gaye. Mummy ne saree pahen rakhi thi. Chacha ne puchha, “Kya woh chala gaya?” Mummy ne kaha, “Haan.”

Mummy ne pink colour ki blouse panhi thi. Mummy ne us blouse mein astar nahi lagwaya tha, jisse woh bilkul transparent thi. Mummy ke boobs aur bra saaf dikh rahi thi. Chacha ne mummy ko apni god mein utha liya aur kaha, “Aaj toh raat bhar ke liye tu meri hai.” Aur mummy ko bed par patak dia.

Mummy ne kaha, “Kuch der ruk jao, main nahakar aati hu.” Chacha ne kaha, “Tu bina nahaye mast khusbu deti hai.” Tab mummy ne kaha, “Bahut garmi hai.” Aur yah kah kar woh nahane chali gayi. Unhone sath mein apni nightie le li aur chacha wahi bed par baithe hue the.

Main bikul mummy ke room ke peechhe ki gali mein khada tha jaha se sab saaf-saaf dikh raha tha. Chacha bed par let ke phone par baat kar rahe the. Kuch der ke baad mummy nahakar aa gayi. Woh white nightie mein thi. Unki nighty bahut transparent thi. Jisme se unki panty aur bra saaf dikh rahi thi. Mummy ke baal poore binghe hue the.

Chacha ke muh se awaaz nikli, “Aaahhh bhabhi! kya lag rahi ho.” Uske baad chacha mummy ke pass gaye aur mummy ko gale laga liya. Mummy ne chacha ko alag karte hue kaha, “Aaj toh kisi ko nahi bulaoge?” Chacha ne kaha, “Nahi meri jaan.

Aaj tu sirf meri hai. Mera bas chale toh main teri chut kisi aur ko na chodne du, par kya karu woh Aslam ne jab se tujhe dekha hai shadi me, tujhe chodana chahta tha. Agar main uski madat na karta toh woh jabardasti tujhe chod deta isi.. Aur woh meri mummy ke gale par kiss karne lage.

Chacha ne apne haath meri mummy ke chutad pa rakh rakha tha. Woh mummy ko kiss karte hue kabhi unke chutad ko sahlate, toh kabhi unki chutad ko ragad dete. Mummy ne bhi chacha ke gale ko pakad rakha tha aur chacha ka sath de rahi thi.

Ab chacha ne meri mummy ko apne god mein utha liya aur sofe ki taraf le gaye aur uhone mummy ko sofe par mummy ko bitha diya. Chacha ne apne bag se daru ki bottle nikali aur do glass leke aaye. Mummy ne kaha ki nahi, aaj nahi man nahi hai. Chacha ne kaha, “Pi lo bhabhi.” Chacha ke zor dene pe mummy ne bhi 2-3 peg pi liye.

Thodi der mein mummy nashe mein aa gayi. Chacha ne unhe apni taraf kheech liya aur unhe chumne lage. Aur apne haatho se nightie ke upar se meri mummy ke dono boobs ko maslane lage. Mummy dheere-dheere siskariya lene lagi. Chacha ne apne haath pichhe le jaate hue mummy ki nightie ki chain dheeli kar di aur use kheech kar neeche kar diya.

Jisse bra aur unki cleavage dikhne lagi. Chacha dheere-dheere mummy ke chhaati ko chumne aur chaatne lage. Mummy bhi, “Aaaaaa..aaaa..aaaaaahhhhhh..aaaaa” ki siskariya le rahi thin. Ab chacha khade ho gaye aur mummy sofe pe baithi hui thi. Mummy ne chacha ka pant unki jhang tak kheech kar neeche kar diya.

Unke underwear se unka tana hua lund dikh raha tha. Meri mummy ne apne haathon se chacha ka underwear kheech ke neeche kar diya. Chacha ke lund ke paas bahut baal the. Chacha apna hath peechhe le jaate hue meri mummy ke baalon ko pakad liya aur unke muh mein apna lund dal diya aur apni kamar hilane lage.

Chacha ka pura lund meri mummy ke muh ke aaander bahar ho raha tha. Chacha ne mummy se kaha, “Waah bhabhi! kya lund choosati hai tu.” Ab mummy ne apne ek haath se chacha ka lund pakad liya aur chacha ka lund apne jeebh se chatne lagi.

Beech-beech mein woh chacha ke aande ko bhi apne muh mein leke choos rahi thi aur chacha apni aankhe band karke maza le rahe the. Ab chacha ne apni pant aur underwear nikal liya aur apni shirt khol ke meri mummy ke samne nange khade ho gaye.

Chacha ne kaha, “Bhabhi aaj raat tujhe waise hi chodunga jaise pahli bar choda tha akele. Aaj tere aur mere beech koi nahi aayega.” Aur ye kah kar unhone meri mummy ka haath pakad kar kheech liya aur apne se chipka liya aur unhe chumne chaatne lage.

Ab chacha ne meri mummy ki nightie kamar tak utha di aur mummy ki kamar pakadte hue unhe apni god mein utha liya. Mummy ne apne haath chacha ke garden pe rakh rakha tha aur apni dono taango ko round karke chacha ki kamar ko jakad rakha tha.

Chacha apne dono hatho se meri mummy ke chutad ko pakad rakhe the aur mummy ko apne god mein uthaya hua tha. Ab chacha, mummy ko kiss karte hue sofe ki diwal ke bagal mein le gaye aur mummy ko apne god se neeche utaar kar ulta ghuma diya. Jisse mummy ka face diwal ki taraf ho gaya aur chacha mummy ke peechhe khade the.

Chacha ne mummy se haath upar karne ko kaha. Mummy ne waisa hi kia aur apne dono hath upar kar liye. Chacha ne mummy ki nightie neeche se uthaate hue use mummy ke body se alag kar dia. Ab meri mummy chacha ke samne sirf ek kachhi aur bra mein thi. Mummy ki kachhi unki gand ke ched mein ghusi hui thi.

Chacha apne ghutno ke bal zameen par baith gaye aur apne dono hathon se mummy ke jhangho ko pakad kar chumne lage. Mummy ne apne dono haath deewar par rakh rakhe the aur sisikariya le rahi thi.

Chacha ne aage badhte hue apna naak meri mummy ki gaand ke ched ke pass le gaye aur smell karte hue bole, “Bhabhi! teri gaand se ek maadak khushboo aati hai. Jab bhi teri gaand dekhta hu bas sochta hu ise sungh lu.”

Aur ye kahte hue mummy ki kachhi kheech kar jhang tak khiska di aur do ungliyo se unki gand ki chhed ko faila diya aur apni naak usme daal kar soonghne lage. Chacha beech-beech mein apni jeebh mummy ki gand ke chhed par rakhkar chaat rahe the, jisse mummy ki gand ki chhed geeli ho gayi thi.

Udhar mummy dheemi-dheemi awaaz mein apne hothon ko dabaye aahen bhar rahi thi, “Aaaa.. aaaahhhhh.. ouiiiiiiiiii..offff.. offff..aaaaaaa.” Mummy ke siskiyon se chacha ka hawas aur badh raha tha. Woh beech-beech mein meri mummy ki chutad pe thappad maar rahe the, jisse mummy ke chutad paani ke dhaar ki tarah hil rahe the.

Mummy ke dono chutadon par chacha ke hatheli ke nishaan chhap gaye the. Mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki shayad chacha aaj raat meri mummy ki sirf gaand maarenge par aisa nahi hua. Chacha ne kuchh der aisa karne ke baad mummy se jhukne ko bola. Mummy ne bhi waisa hi kiya. Ab meri mummy ki choot chacha ke samne aa gayi.

Meri mummy ki choot par bhi bahut saare baal the. Chacha ne mummy ki jhaant ke baalon ko chusa aur apni ungliyo mein pakad ke kheecha. Mummy dard se cheekh uthi. Chacha ne puchha, “Dard hua kya?” Mummy ke aankhon mein aansu aa gaye aur boli, “Haan.” Chacha ne kaha, “To saaf kyu nahi karti?”

Mummy ne kuchh jawaab nahi diya. Chacha ne fir se mummy ki jhaant kheechi, mummy ki cheekhh nikal gayi. Ab chacha ne apni do ungliyaan meri mummy ki choot ke andar daal di aur aander bahar karne lage. Mummy poori tarah se garam ho rahi thi. Unhe bas intazaar tha ki kab chacha apna mota lund unki chut mein gusha denge.

Mummy fir se, “Aaaah..aaaaaa…aaaah….mmmm…aaa” ki siskariya lene lagi. Chacha ne ab meri mummy ki kachhi nikaal di aur khade hokar mummy ki bra bhi nakal kar zameen par fek diya. Ab meri mummy poori nangi ho gai. Unke boobs pe bra ka nishaan dag laga hua tha.

Chacha ne apne ek haath se mummy ke ek boob ko pakad liya aur dusre boob ko apne muh mein lekar choosne lage. Mummy chacha ka pura saath de rahi thi. Ab chacha kabhi mummy ke nipples ko apne muh mein lekar chooste, toh kabhi unke boobs ko choomte aur beech-beech mein meri mummy ke arm pit ko bhi smell karke use chatate.

Chacha ne mummy se kaha, “Bhabhi, kal main naai bhej doonga. Woh asture se tere baal nikaal dega.” Mummy ne kaha, “Nahi, din mein nahi. Vicky aur Maa ji ghar mein rahenge.” Chacha ne kaha, “Toh kya hua. Auraten apne baal nahi nikalwaati kya. Woh room band karke teri jhaanten bhi saaf kar dega. Yahan ki kai auraten usse saaf karwati hain.”

Mummy ne kaha, “Kya aurate naai ke saamne apni choot dikhati hain?” Chacha ne kaha, “Haan, kyu nahi. Kisko pata chalta hai? Woh teri choot aur arm pit sab saaf kar dega.” Mummy ne kaha, “Nahi, mujhe achha nahi lagega.” Chacha ne kaha, “Theek hai, main saaf kar dunga. Tum ghabrao nahi.”

Aur ye kah kar chacha ne mummy ko bed pe dhakka dekar gira diya aur saamne aakar baith gaye aur meri mummy ki tange khol di. Mummy ne chacha se kaha, “Condom laga lo.” Chacha ne kaha, “Nahi, tujhe main bina condom ke chodunga.

Mummy dari hui thi unhone kaha, “Tum teeno ne itne din apna sperm andar giraya hai, kahin bachha thahar gaya toh?” Chacha ne kaha, “Tu ghabra mat, main girwa dunga.” Aur itna kahte hi meri mummy ke bur mein apna lund daal diya aur aandar bahar karne lage.

Chacha ne apna haath meri mummy ke jhang pe rakh rakha tha aur unhe chod rahe the. Chacha ke har dhakke pe mummy ke boobs hil rahe the. Mummy ne apne haath peechhe ki taraf karke bed pakad rakha tha.

Chacha ke har dhakke par mummy dheeme-dheeme, “Aaaaa….aaaaahhhhh….. ouiiiiiiii…. maaaaaa……ouhhhhhhh ….ouiiiiii….maaaaaa……nahhiiiiii…..dhireeeeee…….dhireeeee……offfffff.. ….oofffffff…. oouuuhhhhhhhh” ki awaaz nikal ke chacha ka hausla badha rahi thi.

Chacha ne mummy se kaha, “Bhabhi tu sach mein bahut garam hai. Kisi budhhe ke bhi bed par aag laga degi. Uska jhuka hua lund bhi teri choot dekh ke khada ho jayega.” Aur ye kah kar chacha jor-jor se mummy ki choot maarne lage. Mummy ka poora badan hil raha tha. Maine chacha ka stamina pahle bhi dekha hua tha.

Pahle bhi chacha meri mummy ko ghanto tak chodte the. Mujhe malum tha ki chahe mummy ro-ro kar mar jaye par chacha apni hawas shaant karke ki mummy ke bur se apna lund nikalenge. Mummy dard se cheekh rahi thi. Mummy ne chacha se request kiya ki kuch der ke liye lund nikal le par chacha ne aisa nahi kiya.

Woh meri mummy ke upar let gaye aur mummy ko jor-jor se chodne lage. Mummy jor-jor se awaazen nikaal rahi thi. Chacha ne mummy se kaha, “Saali itna kyu chilla rhi hai? Aslam ka mota lund raat bhar le sakti hai tu, toh mujhse itna kyu dard ho raha hai?”

Aur ye kah kar apna hoth meri mummy ke hoth mein fasa liya jisse unki cheekh band ho gayi aur jor-jor se mummy ko chodne lage. Poore room mein bed ke hilne ki chu chu chu chu aur, “Thap……thap…..thap….thap” ki awaz aa rahi thi. Kuch der tak chacha ne mummy ko aise hi choda uske baad woh shaant pad gaye.

Chacha ne apna virya mummy ke bur mein hi gira diya aur woh wahi mummy ke bagal mein let gaye. Dono ki saanse tez chal rahi thi aur dono hi pasine mein bheege hue the. Chacha kuchh der lete rahe uske baad unhone mummy se kaha, “Bhabhi, ab main jaa raha hu, fir milta hu.”

Baad mein mummy unse kahne lagi, “Aaj yahi ruk jao na, koi nahi hai ghar me.” Par chacha ko shayad kuchh kaam tha. Woh nahi ruke aur chale gaye.

Friends, aage ki kahani main agle part mein bataunga ki kaise meri mummy ko aur bhi mardo ne choda jisme gaon ke ek bujurg bhi shaamil hai.

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