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  • Pakathu Veetil Puthithaaga Kudi Vantha Akka – Part 1

    Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en pakathu veetil puthithaaga kudi vantha akkavai sex seitha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, enathu peyar vikram vayathu 27 aagugirathu. Enaku thirumana vayathil inum thirumanam seiyamal vaithu irunthaargal, aanal enaku pengal methu athigam aasai ilamal thaan irunthathu.

    En pakathu veetil vadagaiku vitu irunthaargal aanal yarum angu varamal irunthaargal. Naan niraiya kama kathaigal matum padipen, athil niraiya pakathu veetil irukum auntyai niraiya aangal matter pottukondu irupaargal. Athu polave en vaazhvilum nadantha kama kathaiyai patri thaan indru kathaiyil ungal idam pagira pogiren.

    Intha vayathilum naan thinamum kai pazhakam matum thaan seithukondu irunthen, enaku kai pazhakam seivathu endraal migavum pidikum. Thinamum kai adikamal irunthaal enaku thukame varathu, oru murai en paati veetirku sendru irunthen. Appozhuthu angu niraiya per velai paarthukondu irunthaargal.

    Velai seithukondu irukum pozhuthu enaku moodu vanthathaal naan bathroom sendru kai adika aarambithen. Aanal antha roomil thapal ilamal irunthathu, athanaal suma thaan kathavai sathi vitu kai adithukonde irunthen. Appozhuthu oru velai seiyum aunty naan kai adithukondu irupathai paarthu vitaargal.

    Enakum oru vithamaaga kucham vanthathu vitathu, naan udane en veetirku vanthu viten. Naan veetirku vanthathum antha aunty ennai paarthathu oru mathiri irunthathu athanaal naan kathavil thapal ilatha idangalil kai pazhakam seivathe ilai. En vaazhai kai pazhakam kama kathai endru jollyaga thaan sendrukondu irunthathu.

    Appozhuthu thaan en pakathu veetil oru caril yaro vanthu paarthukondu irunthaargal, athu oru kanavan manaivi iru pilaigal irunthaargal. Antha akkavirku vayathu 35 irukum, kanavanuku vayathu 40 irukum. Antha akka ennai paarthathum urimaiyaaga thambi ingu konjam vaaiyen paa endru azhaithaal. Naan appozhuthu kama kathai thaan padithukondu irunthen.

    En sunni paathi viraitha nilaiyil thaan irunthathu, akka ennai kite azhaithu intha veetu owner engu irukiraargal naangal ingu kudi varalam endru irukirom endru solinaal. Naan udane sari en udan vaangal endru house owner irukum veetirku azhaithu sendru viten. Antha akka nee engu pa irukirai endru ketal? Naan antha veetirku pakathu veedu thaan endru solinen.

    Athai soliyathum ennai oru nimidam apadiye paarthu appozhuthu naam ellam sontha karargal aaga porom endru solinaal. Naanum sirithu vitu kandipa akka sari naan varugiren endru soli angu irunthu kilambinen. Akka paarka sexiyaaga irunthaal aval iru mulaiyum perithaaga pazhuthu irunthathu, aval mulaaiyai neengal paarthaal kandipaaga avalai ooka aasai paduveergal.

    Antha akka en pakathu veetirku kudi vanthaal, engal veetirku vanthu calling bell adithaal. Calling bell adithathum naan thaan kathavai thiranthen, ennai paarthu vazhinthukonde paal kudi paa endru solinaal. Ethuku akka paal endru keten? Naangal puthithaaga pakathu veetil kudi vanthu irukirom athanaal paal kachu ungaluku tharugirom endru solinaal.

    Appozhuthu aval mulai perithaaga pazhuthu en kangaluku therinthathu, en amma vanthathum aval udane aval mulaiyai maraithu adaka odukamaaga irunthaal. Ipadiye sendrukondu irunthathu, naan thianamum aval vasal perukum pozhuthu aval mulai pilavai jollyaaga paarthukondu irupen. Avalum naan paarkiren endru therinthathu nandraaga mulai pilavai kanbipaal.

    Athai paarkum pozhuthu en sunni lesaga viraithu irukum, akka oru naal naan aval mulai pilavai paarthukondu irupathai paarthaal. Naanum thalaiyai thirupaamal avalaiye paarthukondu irunthen, avalum ennai paarthukonde keezhe gunintha padiye perukikondu irunthaal. Adutha naal ennai aval veetirku vara solinaal.

    Slab meethu irukum mixcy eduthu kodu da endru solinaal, naan ule varum pozhuthe aval mulaiyaal ennai idithaal. Haaaaaaaa mulai kaambu perithaaga irunthathu, panju pondra menmaiyana ondru en meethu patu azhunthiyathu. Ithu naal varai enai entha penum idithathe kidaiyaathu, ival mulai en meethu patathum enaku sunni udane viraika aarambithathu.

    Aval veetil veru yarume ilai, naangal iruvar matum thaa irunthom naan annan enge endru keten? Avan velaiku sendru irukiraan mendum thirumba vara neram aagum endraal. Sema matter irukirathu endru matum enaku theriyum aanal eppozhuthu athu endru theriyamal irunthathu. Kitchen azhaithu sendraal, angu sendrathum aval ennai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukonde irunthaal.

    Naanum akkavai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukonde irunthen, akka en pakam nerungi vanthaal aval mulai en meethu patathu. En kanathai pidithu ithazhai paarthu oru kiss seithaal, haaaaaaa nala iruke endru naanum akka ithazhai sappi kiss seithen. Iruvarum nandraaga kiss seithukonde irunthom, aval mulai meethu en kaiyai pidithu vaithaal.

    Ithu naal varai enaku ithu pondru sema moodu eriyathe ilai, akkavai irukamaaga kati pidithu nandraaga kiss seithen. Iruvarum nandraaga kiss seithukonde irunthom, akkavin periya mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu pisainthukonde irunthen. Haa haa sema moodu vanthathu, nandraaga mulaiyai pidithu pisainthen. Akkavaum ennai kiss seivathai niruthaamal kiss seithukonde irunthaal.

    Pinbu akka sothil kai vaithu pidithu pisainthen, haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa akka soothu perithaaga irunthathu. Kama kathaigalai paditha anubavathai vaithu akkavai sex seithen, akka kuthiyil en sunni viraithu patukondu irunthathu. Pinbu akka kutha vaithu en sunniyai veliyil eduthaal, haaaaaaaaa enaku moodu tharumaraka eera aarambithathu.

    En sunni nangu viraithu akka vaaiku neraga viraithu nindrathu, akka sunni munaiyai naakal naki vitu sunniyai oomba aarambithaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa moodil naan sokiviten endru than sola vendum, sunniyai porumaiyaaga vizhungi oombinaal. Inbamaaga irunthathu, nandraaga oombikonde irukum pozhuthu enaku sunniyil vinthu varuvathu pola irunthathu.

    Ena seivathu endru theriya vilai, innum konja neram oombinaale en sunniyil vinthu vanthu vidum pola irunthathu. Aanal akkavirku en sunniyil vinthu vanthu vidum endru therinthu irunthathu, athanaal sunniyai oombuvathai niruthivitu aval mulaiyai veliyil eduthu kanbithaal. Akka mulaiyai vaaiyil vaithu sappi suvaika aarambithen.

    Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ivalavu periya mulaiyai naan itharku munbu sapiyathe ilai muthal muraiye periya mulaiyai sapum athistam enaku kidaithu irukirathu. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaa evalavu periya mulai, ithai sappikonde irukalam endru thondriyathu. Mulai kaambu karupaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, nandraaga kiss seithu sappikonde irunthen.

    Iru mulai kaambaiyum vidamal vizhungi sappi konde irunthen, sappa sappa mulai suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Pinbu akka aval mulaiyai veliyil kanbithukonde mendum kutha vaithu sunniyai sappa aarambithaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaa ennai meendum mendum sorgathirku azhaithu selvathu pola irunthathu, sunniyai kama padangalil varuvathu pola nandraaga oombi vital.

    Enaku sunniyai intha murai aval vaaiyil irunthu eduka manathe ilai, vinthu vanthaalum athai thadupathaaga ilai. Sunniayai nangu vizhungi oombikonde irunthaal appozhuthu enaku sunniyil vinthu varum sugam vara aarambithathu. Poolai urinthu sappum pozhuthu enaku moodu thalai eari vinthu akka vaaikul irangiyathu.

    En sunni vinthai muzhuvathum aval vaaikul vara vaithu urinthu kudithu vitaal. Pinbu ezhunthu ennai kiss seithu vitu aval mulaiyai jakitkul vitu vitu nalai ithe nerathirku veetirku vaa da endru solinaal. Naan mendum avalai kiss seithu kandipaaga vara di endru soli vitu angu irunthu vega vegamaaga veetirku sendren.

    Pinbu akkavum motai maadiku vanthaal, en udan jolllyga oru kathali pola nandraaga pesikondu irunthaal. Enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu aval en idam pazhaguvathu, naangal kathalargal pola pazhagikondu irunthom. Adutha naal aagiyathu naan sariyaaga akka eppozhuthu signel tharuvaal appozhuthu veetirkul pooralam endru kathukondu irunthen. Thodarum.

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  • The Chronicles Of Sonali – Part 25 (3some Leads To Ecstasy)

    The threesome with my husband and son gave indescribable pleasure not only to me but to them also. They were so charged up that within half an hour of emptying their balls in my pussy and ass. They were ready for another round.

    It was a Saturday night. So none of us were in a hurry to wake up early the next morning and not in the mood to go to sleep. I can vouch as a woman that there cannot be a more exciting feeling than having two cocks inside you. Especially in the pussy and ass at the same time.

    Having tasted it once, I became addicted to it. So the whole night, father and son fucked my ass, mouth, and pussy. They also took eager turns in fucking my tits and emptying their balls in my cum hungry mouth. It was like an endless carnal odyssey.

    We all were eager to transcend new sexual boundaries by devising unexplored techniques. I can’t even remember when we eventually dozed off. But they had cum fiercely in my pussy and ass atleast two more times together.

    After that endless night of distilled ecstasy, I woke up with their arms around me. I gently got up without disturbing their blissful slumber. Donning a simple satin robe, I hit the kitchen. I woke them up with a breakfast of sausage, poached eggs, and a mixed fruit milkshake.

    We normally talked as we ate. Both showered praises on my culinary skill, validating my well-established formula of keeping men happy. “Feed them well, fuck them better.”

    “Soni,” Suvendu suggested, “Why don’t we celebrate our historic day with the Bong perennial favorite Hilsa fish?”

    “Ok, boys, get the best Hilsa in town,” I agreed enthusiastically.

    I wanted some alone time to share my experience with Vineeta. As they drove off, I made a WhatsApp call to Vini.

    “Oh, Sonali, I thought you must have eloped with someone.” Her characteristic naughtiness was refreshing to my ears.

    “Why elope when everything is within a hand’s reach?”

    “Is there something more other than your lusty boy?”

    I broke into rapture as I excitedly narrated my first threesome experience. I added the typical feminine sensations which only a woman can comprehend. We shifted to video call as we wanted to see each other’s expressions.

    “Sonali, it is incredible that your hubby wanted your son to fuck you. You just made my cunt water. Damn two hot hard cocks inside you at the same time. The thought of two cocks exploding in your cunt and ass is making me ooze like a smashed watermelon.”

    Her mouth seemed to drool in lust. “Damn, if I could convince Suresh to join Rick and me. He is so conservative. If he knows I have been fucking my son, he might have a stroke or throw us out. Sonali, I’m so horny now, and I admit you’re one genuine dirty slut.”

    “Vini, I realized being a dirty slut gave me the most memorable day of my life. It makes me so complete and fulfilled.”

    “Yes, now you have daily access to two cocks 24×7, really fulfilling. Both my ass and cunt are itching for double drilling. If only I could convince Suresh.”
    I felt the anguish in her voice and decided to do something for her. After all, she is the Guru, and I should offer her a befitting Gurudakshina.

    “Just let your son fuck your brains out for the tie being. Let’s catch up on Monday, and let me find something for your double dick craving.”

    “Ok, dear happy fucking throughout the weekend.”

    I was extremely lucky that at the age of 45 when most women stopped thinking about sex, I was having the best fucks in my entire life. My beloved fuckers returned soon with crates of beer, hilsa, and prawns to go along with the beer. They eagerly stepped into the kitchen to hasten my cooking process.

    I guessed they were gearing up to fuck me as soon as possible. Most women complain that men offer little help in the kitchen and household matters. Start by fucking them so well that they will eagerly help you get you out of there to the bedroom asap.

    Within another one and a half hours, we were ready with fried prawns and super chilled beers. We raised a toast as the Hilsa simmered in mustard paste and steam.

    Suvendu spoke, “To the historic day and many many happy returns of the day.
    “To endless returns of the day,” Joy added, “ And to the sexiest lady on the planet.”
    The compliments made me blush like a teenage girl, which they savored gleefully. We breezed through an hour over two bottles of beer each and two servings of lip-smacking prawns and Hilsa.

    When the third beer started swarming our brains, I could feel the desire to get fucked. Father and son unabashedly started cuddling my soft, firm boobs over my satin robe. I reciprocated by grabbing their cocks over their cotton boxer shorts. They started rising to the occasion.

    Aah, the warmth of two hardening cocks seeping into my silky soft palms felt so refreshing. Only a woman can savor this pleasurable sensation. Though we are not so expressive, every girl loves handling a cock in her hands.

    Within two minutes of foreplay, we were naked and ready and unanimously chose the sitting room plush sofa. Suvendu sat below it. Placing me over his mouth started eating me. Joy positioned himself upon the sofa and started twirling his tongue in and around m ass.

    The sensation of two sloppy male tongues was too much to handle for any woman. Naturally, my pussy and ass squirmed from inside for a cock. “Enough of your tongues, boys. I need your cocks right now,” I announced like a shameless slut. “Let me get them as hard as I can.”

    I knelt on the carpet and invited their pulsating poles in my hungry salivating mouth. Father and son complied by driving their turgidities down my throat in alternate and amazing rhythm. They were getting enlarged in the process.

    While fucking my mouth, Joy asked, “Dad, what do you prefer, mom’s ass or cunt?”

    “To be honest, son, your om’s ass is quite new to me. I want to get more familiar.”

    “I will gladly take mom’s cunt. May I suggest something new for mom?”

    While they fucked my mouth, Joy suggested a novel position. They would lie on their backs on the sofa with their dicks horizontally parallel to each other. I would sit on them in the right/left profile. The dad’s cock will be in my ass on the right profile, and on the left, the son’s.

    After sucking them to glorious erections, I decided to start with hubby’s dick in my ass. Father and son took the position. It felt extremely erotic to watch two raging boners so close together with the balls grazing each other. I couldn’t even put up an iota of feminine coyness.

    I mounted the sofa to assume the right profile. I got hubby’s cockhead firmly at my rectal entrance and my son’s at my cunt. I let my entire weight down on their meaty shafts. I shrieked in unfeigned pleasure as the rock-hard pleasure sausages sank into my lusty orifices.

    Right at that moment, Rick was cuddling Vini’s boobs. He had exploded like a volcano in her mouth a few minutes earlier, which she had gulped down eagerly.

    “Mom, are you not happy with me?”

    “Why are you asking this?”

    “I felt your mind wandering while I was fucking you today. Is something troubling you? Are you regretting this?”

    “Absolutely not. It’s something else, son.”

    “Like what?”

    “Son, now that we are a sexy couple. Would you feel jealous to watch me fuck another man?”

    “That’s odd. My desire to fuck you arose once I saw you fuck dad. It made me rather hard than jealous.”

    “Say you saw me in action with someone else?”

    “Mom, you mean I’m watching you with another fellow. I’m in the scene?”

    “Yes.”

    “Mom, what do you exactly want?”

    Vineeta narrated how she had inspired me to embark on my incestuous journey with my son. Then I graduated to having my son and hubby together. “Rick, I also feel like getting the dual dick treatment.” She rested her case candidly.

    “Damn, mom, Joy is fucking Sonali aunty, that’s hot! Lucky motherfucker, and along with his dad! That’s out of this world. I wish I could fuck you with dad, mom.”

    “Your dad is hardly liberal. He might get a stroke if he learns about us, let alone a threesome. Sonali called us at her place on Monday. She said she was planning to cherish my fantasy. I was wondering what would be your reaction.”
    “Mom, if I am an active participant, I would gladly cooperate to fulfill your fantasy. I think Sonali aunty will gift you Joy.”

    Vineeta’s mouth opened wide. “ Rick, you think so—you and Joy, two hot young cocks!” Her voice wavered as her mind visualized Joy and Rick plundering her mouth, boobs, pussy, and ass.

    Rick gently rubbed Vini’s pussy and exclaimed, “Wow, mom, you’re leaking at the very thought of it. You want to get fucked badly again.”

    “Yes, Rick, yes, shove that fat cock in my mouth. Mom will get it real hard. Promise me, son. You’ll fuck me throughout the weekend. Like a merciless beast.”

    “Your obedient son will fuck you so much that you’ll beg me to stop, but I won’t. I’ll keep plundering you. I love to fuck you so much, mom. You have made me the luckiest mother fucker in this universe. Now let me fuck your hot moth for a while.”

    Vineeta opened her angry slutty mouth wide open to accommodate her son’s pulsating pole. While Vineeta and Rick conversed, I was having the ride of my life. With effortless ease, two cocks plunging in and out of my pussy and ass gradually came to the edge of an orgasm.

    An unmeasurable amount of raw ecstasy was snowballing rapidly inside me. In the throes of uncontrollable rapture, I found myself uttering a plethora of Bengali explicit.

    “Sala bap beta mile amar pod gud mere khub masti lutchish na? Ne ne pran khule masti ne tora , toder dobol chodone amar jibon dhonnyo holo re.” (Father and son are getting the best of my pussy and ass. Take maximum pleasure. Your double fuck has made my life worth living.)

    They reciprocated vociferously.

    “Soni, I never imagined that you would be riding my cock with your supreme ass,” gasped Suvendu, “Joy, thank you so much for getting me your mother’s ass.”

    “Dad, how can I thank you enough for getting me your wife’s cunt. Without you, I would have spent my entire life jerking off to her. Now, mom’s riding me with her cunt! Oh ma go tomakei sudhu chudbo sarajibon dhore.” (Mom dear, I will fuck only you all my life.)

    “Ha ha chudbi, tor ma ke chara r kauke chudte hobe na. Tor ma er gud pod mukh mai jokhon jeta khushi chudish. Ar bap beta mile roj amake chude toder barar utoy jol khosabi. Oh, sala ki chudchish re amar bodhoy jol khosbe re.”

    (Yes fuck me, you don’t need to fuck anyone else other than your mother. Your mother’s cunt ass mouth boobs. Whenever whatever you want. Guys, you will fuck me every day together and make me cum. You guys are fucking me so well. I think I am going to cum soon.)

    “Ha, ma ha, aro koshiye tol thap dite thako amar r babar bara pod gud bhore nao ma. Prankhule amader bara chude tomar chorbiwala gud er jol khosao ma ahhh sonali ma go tomaar guder jole aj amader buk pet bhasiye dao.”

    (Yes, mom, yes, ride harder and take our cocks real deep in your ass and cunt. Fuck us to your heart’s content and spew juice from your lardy cunt. Ahh, Sonali, mom dearest, bathe our stomach and chest in your cunt juice.)

    The raw language of my son got me closer to the brink of an explosive orgasm. Even my hubby joined eagerly, which made matters more intense.

    “Ha Soni prankhule chod amader tor gud r pod diye ki vabe tor pod ta amar bara kamre dhorche re ne ne aro koshiye chude tor guder jole amader chan koriye de.”(Yes, Soni fuck us real hard with your cunt and ass. The way your ass is pumping my cock, yes, ride harder and bathe us in your cunt juice.)

    Hearing my hubby uttering explicit in our mother tongue drove me to a frenzy. I started to pump my squirming pussy and ass over their meaty hard shafts in a wild abandoned manner, achieving a new speed in my life. It made me even wetter.

    The obscenely sweet squelching sounds of their cocks moving in and out of my pussy and ass. It added to the ambiance, and all we three could do was yell in ecstasy. My shrieks were getting loud to submerge their groans of pleasure.  Then it came in a thunderous frenzied manner knocking out my entire senses.

    A huge snowball of unimaginable ecstasy exploded inside me, spiraling down to my clamoring cunt and ejecting a ferocious, almost endless fountain of cunt juice. It was making obscene sinful, sloshing, sloppy sounds. It made me yell out like a primitive wild prehistoric bitch of an indescribable species.

    I buried their cocks in my cunt and ass as hard as I could. The feeling of their pulsating cocks inside me. I came like a fire brigade hosepipe, which made my terrific orgasm even more delicious. My eyes rolled over completely. I kept cumming for over a minute and a half in bursts of cunt juice.

    It was spraying out like a monstrous shower. My growls and yells eventually subsided as the last oozings trickled down over my son’s cock. My entire body felt drained out of the last bit of strength. Being good fuckers, both my hubby and son sat up with their cocks firmly embedded in my pussy.

    They held my body in their strong arms. The strength of their arms and the caress of their chests on my boobs and back made me feel absolutely out of this world. Our bodies can give us so much pleasure. We remained in that ecstatic position for around five minutes,

    Ah, two men with their meat swords in my orifices and their bodies encompassing mine. Only a woman will grasp the level of bliss I was experiencing. That’s why I again recommend that at least once in her life, every woman should try a threesome.

    The thought of Vinita also crossed my mind. Yes, she should also get this treatment. But whom should I offer her? Suvendu or Joy? A pang of jealousy ran through my mind to visualize Joy moaning in ecstasy while fucking her huge melon-like boobs.

    Similar jealousy flooded my mind as I visualized my hubby ramming her bountiful ass. I reasoned that Joy would have to get married one day, and his cock would get shared by another woman. So Vineeta can have my son.

    The two sons with their young cocks would fuck the living daylights out of her as many times as she wanted. But my husband’s cock is my legal property. No wife can tolerate even to think of her husband’s cock inside another woman. So my son would be the best Gurudakshina for Vineeta.

    Finally, when I normalized, I let them lie back. My jaw almost dropped to my knees as I witnessed the mess I had made. Not only their pubic area, but they were also drenched up to their necks in my cunt juices. The less said about the bedsheet, the better.

    “Oh my God, did I cum so much? You guys are drenched.”

    “Yes, darling Soni, this is the first time I saw you cum like a hurricane.”

    “Mom, you have put Veronica Rodriguez to shame.”

    I liked being compared superlatively to the famous Colombian pornstar. Every woman has a pornstar inside her. It takes the right man to bring it out.

    “Ah, don’t flatter,” I feigned my satisfaction.

    “ Mom, no flattering here. You put all the pornstars to shame. After having fucked you, I don’t even feel the urge to watch porn.”

    “I agree wholeheartedly. Your new hot sexy siren avatar overshadows all pornstars put together.” My hubby’s compliments made me glow from inside.

    “Ok fuckers, now what do you want this pornstar to do? How do you want this brand new pornstar Sonali to make you cum?”

    “That furious ride was too hot to handle for any man. But somehow, I managed to hold on. Dad has lots of experience. It might have been easier for him to hold back.”

    “Yes, son agreed about the experience thing. But your mom’s ass was gripping my cock so tightly. During her final frenzied ride, even I was about to cum. With tremendous willpower, I held back. I didn’t want to ruin her massive orgasm.”

    “Same here, dad. I wanted mom to cum hardest.”

    “Oh, you lovely boys, how much you care about me. I must be the luckiest woman on this planet. Now come on, boys, it’s time to get your cocks exploding. I would personally like you guys to fill my mouth. You know how much I have got addicted to the taste of cum lately.”

    “Excellent proposal, Soni.”

    “Dad, let’s fuck mom’s mouth on that alternate manner and try to cum together in her mouth and give her a sperm cocktail.”

    “Wow, that’s a novel idea, sperm cocktail!”

    The mention of the words made my tongue salivate to feel their amalgamated cum down my throat. Yes, no doubt swallowing healthy, thick man mayonnaise does make your skin glow in youthful radiance. The so-called anti-aging creams are nothing but bullshit. The best anti-aging for a woman is a man’s cum.

    They didn’t waste time. The moment I pulled out and knelt on the carpet, their throbbing dicks started plowing my mouth. Ah, the intensity with which their expanding cock heads nuzzled the back of my throat. The alternate degree of warmth of their poles.

    The heat of their cockheads in my throat was so blissful. Within two minutes of alternate fucking their cocks grew fatter. Both groaned and moaned in unison with tremendous appreciation for my mouth in our mother tongue.

    “Oh, Soni tor mukh chude je eto aram paboke janto, ahhh ki darun lagche tor gola obdi dhon dhokate r besikhon dhorte parbo na re.” (Soni never imagined so much pleasure by fucking your mouth. It feels wonderful to put it down your throat. I don’t think I can hold on for long.)

    “Ma go tomar mukh jeno dhon chodon khawar jonnye tairi hoyechilo. Ahhhh ma amaro fyada jhorbe mone hochche.” (Mom dearest, your mouth was tailor-made to get fucked. I feel like cumming too.)

    Their cocks swiveled wildly inside my mouth. I grabbed them with both my hands and stationed their cockheads to my lower lip. Dad and son growled like primitive beasts in unison. Their hot thick loads started to fly from their cock tips and hit my throat.

    I kept tugging and twirling until the last drops trickled on my lower lip. I protruded my tongue, licked off the final droplets from their cocktips. I showed them the reservoir of cum in my mouth. Their joint loads had filled up my mouth almost to the lips.

    They both looked at me in awe and admiration. I expertly closed my mouth, pressed my lips together. Then, a loud gulping sound swallowed down the cum cocktail. As usual, it felt heavenly to feel the sperm load traveling down the food pipe down to my stomach.

    I let out a loud moan of pure satisfaction. It made them smile almost up to their ears. The thought of Vineeta again ran through my mind. Being the cum addict she is, how wonderful would she feel to have Rick and Joy cumming inside her mouth together.

    Vineeta wouldn’t mind fucking Joy. My concern was whether Joy would agree or not. Whether Rick would like to share his mom with another man after his passionate affair with her.

    Well, someday, I will be answering all the questions. Till then, I will be having these gorgeous cocks all for myself and getting fucked in every way possible.

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  • Newlywed Horny Housewife On A Rainy Day – Part 2

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

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

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

    The story will be narrated in the footsteps of the housewife Sindhu.

    He then moved his lips to my slim tummy area and sucked all around the tummy with his hands holding my hips firm. He hugged me with his face pushing on the soft, slim tummy. He then sucked and played with my belly button.

    I had reached the climax and felt that I was about to cum. I shouted, moaning ‘Ahh’ and cum inside the panty. This was too fast. The instant my body shuddered while reaching climax, my hands grabbed his hair tightly.

    I pulled his hair hard with my pussy relieving the cum. When I opened my tightly closed eyes, Madhan’s eyebrow rose to ask me whether I had a blast. I gave the nod, and a shy smile crossed my lips unavoidably.

    I hurriedly walked to the washroom. The washroom was in the corner outside of the main bedroom. I could see my blush through the washroom mirror. While I set foot outside the bathroom, he grabbed me suddenly. Heavens, I was amazed when he hugged me tightly.

    He was a fit guy. The hug was so tight that my delicate boobs were squeezed hard against his chest. I was out of breath in all this excitement. He broke the tight hug and looked right into my eyes and then my lips hungrily. I have full thick lips with red lipstick applied.

    He moved a hand behind my back and another behind the bend of my knee. He hoisted me up deftly with my body pressing onto his body. I was enjoying every bit of it. I rested my face over his shoulder and stared into his eyes, which was romantic.

    He walked slowly, carrying me to the bedroom with one hand squeezing the skin just lower of my boobs. He rested me on the bed delicately. He pulled the wet saree out of my body. He quickly removed his shirt, banyan, and pant.

    I am now lying on the bed with only a blouse on top and a petticoat at the bottom. He held my feet, sucked the toe fingers of my leg. I was moaning since this was a new feeling for me. He undid the knot of my petticoat and pulled them out of my legs.

    He started kissing through the feet to the thigh. When his lips touched the inner of my thigh, I had a unique tingling sensation run through my body. I was wet once again. He was doing it with much patience. While his lips were sucking my inner of the soft white thigh, his hand rubbed my pussy over the panty.

    He climbed over me, kissed my lips which were hungry again. We kissed with our tongues inside each other’s mouths, tasting the saliva of one another. He slid his hand inside my panty. His thumb started rubbing the clitoral hood with his tongue stuck inside my mouth.

    He hurriedly tried to unbutton my blouse. He was struggling to unhook my tight blouse. I helped to undo my tight blouse for Madhan. He then pulled out the white bra. My boobs fell the bra. I have huge, firm, milky boobs with thick broad nipples.

    My husband spends more time sucking my nipples. He loves them. To my utter surprise, even Madhan, too, was staring at my erect nipples with his popped-out eyes. I shyly concealed my boobs with both of my hands. He parted my hands off the boobs.

    He dug his face at the cleavage and pushed both the boobs against the sides of his cheek. He rubbed his face all over the boobs. His lips firmly sucked the part between my boobs.

    Oh god, his strong hands are pressing my soft cushiony boobs strongly against either side of his cheek. His tongue started teasing me. He then sucked my neck. His hard squeeze made me feel pain alongside never before pleasure as well.

    He pulled my panty low and parted my legs apart. His mouth locked onto my thick erect nipples. He dug his middle finger inside my pussy. His mouth started sucking nipples, hungry at the same time. Oh! I took a huge breath. He finger fucked me with his hungry mouth eating my boob one after the other.

    He pulled out his finger of my wet pussy and moved his face to between my thighs. He looked at me with his warm breath falling over my pussy. He then locked his face between my thigh. He rubbed his face over the pussy pressing my thigh over the side of his ear.

    He then parted my pussy lip slowly with his fingers which were already wet with precum. He rolled the tip of his tongue through the lower end of pussy lip till the clitoris. Oh heavens, I was on cloud nine. I held his head with both of my hands and moaned louder.

    He continued to lick my pussy with the tip of his tongue. He then increased the pace of his lick. He then continued with his full tongue moving through the pussy opening. His thumb was rubbing the clitoral hood vigorously.

    I was moaning harshly with my hands pressing his head into my pussy. I was enjoying his tongue job. I was never licked like this. What a feeling! He then suddenly turned me around to a doggy position. He pulled his huge cock out of his underwear which was firm and juicy.

    He made me stoop with my ass raised as high as possible with legs parted apart. He spanked my ass hard. I had a bad craving to feel his cock inside me. I started feeling slutty with his hand hitting my ass hard. I gave a loud moan.

    He suddenly questioned me, “Do you want inside me?” I kept silent and nodded. He spanked my ass hard again and asked me to say it. I wanted his cock inside me very badly since my pussy was deprived for a long time.

    I told sluttishly, “I want you inside me.” He slid on a condom over his dick. He fingered me with two fingers, adjusted my ass, and positioned his cock on the pussy opening which was waiting. He pushed his cock in a standing position over my back.

    Oh heavens, his cock went deep into me like a rod. I was moaning with my face pressed hard against the bed. He pushed his cock hard into me. He banged me hard with his hands pressing hard on my ass cheeks. He banged for some time and pulled out his cock.

    He turned me around. He lied down on the bed. I remembered that I had told him during the chat that I like cowgirl style. He pulled me over him. He held his cock to position it into the pussy.

    I rode him in a cowgirl position with my boobs squeezed and jumping. Oh god! I circularly moved my hips feeling his cock all over the inside of pussy. I enjoyed every bit of this with closed.

    I found the urge and started moving my hips faster. He held me, stopping. Pushed me onto the bed, lifted my legs high, and banged me hard with the bed, making a jerking noise.

    I had a great time with Madhan. He bid goodbye and left. As per the commitment, he never disturbed me by asking me for the next meet or stuff. But I was disturbed and wanted his cock inside me again.

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  • Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 79.1 (Maa Bete Kar Rahe Bharti Ko Taiyaar )

    Narrated by Rahul

    Hello dosto, main Rahul. Pichle baaraaplogo ne dekha kitchen mein Bharti ko dikhate hue main apni maa ki gand chod raha tha.

    Kavita aunty maa ke kamre mein so rahi thi. Unhe kamre mein lock kar hum teeno yaha kitchen mein the. Mujhe aur maa ko dekh Bharti kafi uttejit thi aur abtak jhad bhi chuki thi.

    Main ab bhi jhada nahi tha. Maa mere lund ko pakad muh mein lekar choosti hui Bharti ko dikhane lagi. Fir lund ko muh se nikal haat mein lekar hilati hui mujhe dekh boli: Ise bacha kar rakho, abhi jhadna mat.

    Main: Kyu?

    Maa Bharti ke taraf dekh boli: Kya tum janna chahogi?

    Bharti hairani ke sath poochi: Kya?

    Maa: Ki peeche lene mein maza aata hai ya nahi?

    Maa ki uss baat ko sunn mera lund unke haat mein jhatke maar gaya. Jo baat main Bharti se na kah paaya woh maa kitne sadharan roop se pooch gayi. Bharti bhi hairaan thi par sath hi uske chehre par hairani ke sath vaasna ki ek halki muskaan bhi thi.

    Bharti: Kya… main? Nahi nahi.

    Maa: Kya tumhe sachme mann nahi?

    Bharti: Mmm… par…

    Main nahi chahta tha ki iske beech main kuch bolu. Maa yaha tak baat pahuncha sakti thi to main chahta tha ki maa hi Bharti ko apne tareeke se manaye.

    Maa: Par kya? Bolo?

    Tabhi hum teeno ke armaano mein paani pherti hui Kavita aunty kamre ke andar se darwaaze ko khat khatati hui awaaz di: Saru! Bahar ho kya? Darwaza kholo!

    Maa had-badaati hui uth khadi hui aur sath hi Bharti bhi ghabraati hui apne kapde theek karne lagi.

    Maa mujhe dekh boli: Jao jaakar living mein baitho tum.

    Main poora chidta hua apne short ko wapas pehan kar bola: Uff… ye aunty thodi der aur nahi so sakti thi kya, had hai yaar.

    Maa hasti hui mere gaal par thap-thapati hui boli: Hahaha, bohut ho gaya maze tumhare, ab jao.

    Fir maa Bharti ko dekh boli: Beta tum jao, darwaza khol do. Main yaha khana banati hun. Use tumpar koi shak na ho.

    Bharti kitchen se chali gayi aur fir mujhe kandhe se dhakka deti hui boli: Uff jao na tum bhi, jao… jakar living mein baitho.

    Main jakar living mein baith gaya aur waha se maa ke kamre ke taraf dekhne laga. Bharti ke darwaaza kholte hi aunty nikalti hui boli: Sarika kidhar hai? Woh mujhe aise kyu band kar gayi?

    Bharti kuch na boli aur aunty ke peeche-peeche aane lagi. Aunty ab ek lambe gown mein thi aur Bharti ke samne chalti hui kitchen ko jane lagi. Bharti aunty ke peeth-peeche mujhe dekh aisi muskaan de rahi thi maano chuppam-chupaayi pakde jane se bach gayi.

    Waise sachme agar Bharti kamre ko lock na karti to pata nahi kya bawandar khada ho jata. Main fir living mein baitha unki baate sunne laga. Aunty kitchen pahunchte hi boli: Saru! Kya pehni hai tu?

    Maa ki paardarshi choti nighty ko dekh aunty shayad hairaan thi. Uske baad aunty ki awaaz aayi: Aur tu! Tujhe ye itni choti nighty kaha se mili?

    Ye shayad aunty Bharti se kah rahi thi.

    Maa: Are woh maine hi di thi, uske saare kapde gande the, dhone ke liye daali hun, tab-tak pehanne ke liye maine hi di use.

    Aunty: To kya hua, Rahul se ek pant-shirt mang leti. Ye sab pehan ke…

    Maa: Offo Kavi, tum na bachchi ko aise mat hamesha taane maar… bechari apne ghar mein hi to hai.

    Main mann hi mann ye sunn hasne laga ki Bharti aur bachchi!

    Aunty: Hmmm… theek hai theek hai, ye bata mujhe tune lock kyu kiya andar?

    Maa: Are main sochi tujhe thodi der sone doon araam se, koi pareshaan na kare sochkar lock kar di thi.

    Aunty: Theek hai theek hai, waise saru.

    Maa: Haan!

    Aunty: Main so nahi rahi thi, neend nahi aa rahi thi aur shayad tumhari baat sahi hai.

    Main sochne laga ki konsi baat. Mere kaan kutte ki tarah khadi ho gayi aage sunne ke liye.

    Maa: Achcha… to?

    Aunty: Khana banale fir baat karti hun tujhse.

    Maa: Haan theek hai.

    Main sochne laga ki yaar agar baat hi karni thi to itna kyu boli? Khamakha ab main yahi sochta rahunga ki akhir maa aur aunty kiss bare mein kamre mein baat ki?

    Tabhi Bharti living mein aayi aur mere bagal wale sofe par baith gayi. Woh mujhse nazar nahi mila rahi thi. Shayad woh sharm kha rahi thi. Main kuch bola nahi. Warna kya pata aunty kitchen se sunnle.

    Mobile nikala aur message kiya: Hello, itni shaant kyu baithi ho.

    Par fir pata chala ki phone uske paas shayad nahi hai to main dheemi awaaz mein poocha: Oye, phone kaha hai tumhara?

    Bhharti: Room mein.

    Main: Dekhona.

    Woh muskurati hui uthi aur apne room ko jaati hui mere sar pe haat se maar gayi. Uski iss harkat se jaan gaya ki ab Bharti poori tarah se mere sath mill chuki hai. Ab use bhi khoob maze lene ka mann hai aur ye baat soch mera lund firse koodne laga.

    Kuch hi palo mein woh wapas aakar baithi aur apne phone mein message padh kar muskurati hui reply bheji.

    Bharti: Main kaha shaant baithi hun tumhi kuch nahi bol rahe.

    Main wapas likha: Agar kuch bola to aunty sunn li to?

    Bharti: Aisa kya bolna chahte ho?

    Main: Yahi ki maza aaya, mujhe aur maa ko dekh?

    Woh padkar muskurati hui apni honto ko andar mod kar dabali aur likhi: Nahi bilkul maza nahi aayi mujhe.

    Main: Achcha! To fir dekh kar ungli kyu kar rahi thi?

    Bharti: Woh to bas aise hi, main hamesha karti hun.

    Main: Achcha! Din mein ktni baar karti ho?

    Bharti: Itni baar ki kabhi ginn nahi paayi. Tum?

    Main: Main kya?

    Bharti: Kitne baar nikalte ho?

    Main: Kya nikalna, khulkar bolo?

    Bharti: Ufff… tumhara juice!

    Main: (zor se hasne ki smily) Juice? Muth bolte hai use.

    Bharti: I know, pata hai mujhe.

    Main: Ab itna bhi kyu sharmana, tum sab dekh chuki ho aur hamne bhi kar liya.

    Bharti: To… tumhare tarah characterless bann jaun?

    Main: Kyu characterless banne mein maza nahi aaya tumhe.

    Bharti is par kuch na boli bas sharmati hui apni muskaan dabaaye rakhi. Main chup-chaap uske jaane bina apne short ke zip ke andar se apna khada lund nikala aur uski ek tasveer kheechli.

    Main message mein likha: Ek cheez dikhaun?

    Bharti: Kya?

    Meine use message mein apne tane lund ka photo bheja aur sath mein likha: Dekhona, tumhare karan kya haal hai mera.
    Bharti phone mein photo dekh pahle aankhe khol chaok gayi. Fir kitchen ke taraf dekhi aur fir mujhe dekh muskurati hui reply likhi: Pagal, bahar nikaal ke rakhe ho kya?

    Main: Haan, chahiye?

    Woh apni honto ko kaat wapas likhi: Haan.

    Main: Tum bhi dikhaona.

    Bharti: Nahi-nahi, mujhe pics wagayra bhejna pasand nahi.

    Main: Achcha to dekhna pasand hai, ye to cheating hai.

    Bharti: Uff… mujhe pasand nahi, usi liye.

    Main apne lund ke chamde ko poora neeche kheecha aur chamakte lund ke sar ka ek close-up photo lekar bheja aur likha: Sachme mann nahi dikhane ka?

    Bharti photo ko dekh kitchen ke taraf firse dekhi aur fir mere taraf dekhi. Meri nazar uspar thi ki tabhi woh apni jangho ko kholdi. Uske choti nighty ke andar mujhe woh apni choot dikhati hui baith reply type karne lagi.

    Bharti: Lo dekhlo, ab khush!

    Main: Nahi, nahi khush hun.

    Bharti: Ab aur kya… dikha rahi hun na.

    Main: Mujhe to use chaat kar khane ka mann ho raha hai.

    Meri baat ko padh Bharti apni honto ko kafi zor se kaat gayi aur likhi: Maa khadi hai kitchen mein.

    Main: Nahi to?

    Bharti: Nahi to tumhe apni nighty ke andar kheech leti.

    Sach bataun to sex ka maza to maza hi hai lekin sex chaat ka maza apne aap mein hi alag hota hai. Main use kuch likhta usse pahle hi Kavita aunty ki aanhat sunaayi di. Woh living room ko aa rahi thi, Bharti apni janghe satakar theek se baith gayi aur main turan apne lund ke upar sofe ka pillow rakh liya.

    Aunty aakar mujhe dekh muskurayi. Fir Bharti ko dekh uske pehne kapde ko dekh chidti hui mere bagal aakar baith gayi.

    Kavita aunty jamaayi leti hui boli: Neend bhi nahi aayi kuch bhi nahi…

    Main: Kya hua aunty aap bade pareshaan kyu lag rahe the.

    Aunty: Nahi-nahi… aisi koi baat nahi, bas pool mein tairkar thodi thak gayi thi.

    Bharti: Aap tair bhi rahi thi?

    Aunty: Haan-haan, kyu?

    Bharti: Par aap jab aayi to aapke baal ekdam geele nahi the.

    Main: Are haan…

    Aunty: Are… woh main uske baad bohut der dhoop bhi khayi na… usi liye. Aur Bharti, tu kya idhar aise baithi hui hai, kuch padhna nahi hai kya tujhe?

    Aunty yakeenan kuch chupa rahi thi, aur baat badalne ke liye hi woh Bharti ki padhayi ki baat kar rahi thi.

    Bharti unse chidkar uthi aur apne room ko jaati hui boli: Main chali room khana banne par bula dena.

    Main use jaate dekhne nahi gaya kyu ki aunty bagal mein hi thi. Aur main aisa nahi dikhana chahta tha ki main Bharti ko kisi buri nazar se dekhta hun. Bharti ke kamre mein ghuste hi aunty mere se chipak kar baithi aur boli: Achcha hua woh chali gayi.

    Main: Kyu, woh kyu?

    Aunty mere gaal ko halke se cheeti kaat boli: Ab mujhe mere Rahul ke sath thoda time milega.

    Main mann mein sochne laga ki shayad hi duniya mein mere jitna naseeb wala koi hoga. Beti ke sath maze khatm to ab maa ke sath shuru, aur agar ye dono na ho to apni maa ke sath. Aisi zindagi ke kya kahne!

    Main: Waise main bhi aapko bohut miss kar raha tha.

    Aunty: Achcha! Jhoote kahi ke.

    Main apni god par rakhi pillow hataya aur apne tanne lund ko unke samne uchalne dete hue bola: Dekhiye, agar yakeen na ho to.

    Woh mere daanye-baanye hilte lund par halka thappad maar boli: Badmash, jab dekho ise taiyaar hi rakho tum.

    Main: Auch! Kya karu, aap ho hi itni sexy, ki aapke paas aate hi iska ye haal ho jata hai.

    Aunty ko kya pata tha ki mere lund ka ye haal aisa kyu tha. Ek to unki beti ko dikhate hue apni maa ki gand marne ke karan. Aur fir unki beti ke sath message karne ke karan tha ye haal.

    Aunty apne haato mein mere lund ko lekar sahlaati hui boli: Itna bura haal kar deti hun kya main?

    Main: Aur nahi to kya, agar Bharti yaha na hoti to aapko chainse baithne nahi deta main.

    Aunty haato mein mere lund ko dabakar boli: Kyu, kya karte… agar woh na hoti to?

    Main: Din bhar hum dono ghar mein poore time nange rahte.

    Aunty: Hahaha. Hat, mujhe nahi rahna hamesha nange.

    Woh mere lund ko chor di aur apne baalo ko samet baandhti hui boli: Uff aaj nahana bhi bhool gayi main.

    Main: Kaho to main nahla doon?

    Aunty: Hahaha, rahne do baba, main khud hi naha lungi.

    Ye kahti hui aunty uth khadi hui aur boli: Chalo main nahake aati hun.

    Main: Are rukona aunty, baad mein naha lijiyega.

    Main ye kahta hua unki nighty pakad liya. Woh mere haat ko pakad nighty churati hui boli: Hahaha, pagal, main naha lungi. Tumhare jaisa bachcha nahi.

    Main: Offo… koi baat nahi, soch lijiye ki kal ka bhuktaan karunga, waise maine bhi to nahaya nahi aaj.

    Tabhi maa kitchen se awaaz dekar boli: Kavi… tu jaldi se naha le aur Rahul tum bhi.

    Maa shayad ye nahi jaanti thi ki Bharti ab wapas mere kamre mein ja chuki hai. Maa mujhe apne kamre jakar nahane ki baat kar rahi thi. Aunty mujhe honto par ungli rakh shaant rahne ka ishara ki.

    Aur fir kitchen ke darwaaze par jakar maa se boli: Theek hai Saru main jakar naha leti hun.

    Main shaant baitha raha aur fir aunty maa ke kamre ki taraf chal padi. Main peeche se unhe dekhta raha ki kis tarah se mere haat se aunty ko nahlaane ka maoka nikal gaya.

    Mere chehre par nirasha thi jab darwaaze ke paas phunch aunty palat kar mujhe dekhi. Who muskurakar pahle honto par ungli rakhi aur fir ishara ki ki main chup-chaap unke paas jaun. Woh mujhe ishara kar andar chali gayi.

    To be continued.

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  • Sexual Journey Between Voluptuous Aunt And Nephew

    This is the beginning of the journey between my aunt and me (her nephew). A little introduction about my aunt, she is the wife of my mom’s elder brother and her name is Shruti, age 36.

    My dad and my uncle are business partners and also our families are very close to each other, so we all stay in a lavish 4 BHK entire floor apartment in Hyderabad. Coming to the figure, the stats of my aunt are 36-25-38, she is a voluptuous horny young lady.

    One day, my aunt got a call from her parents that they have found a match for her brother and they want her to come and stay at their house to oversee all the work for his engagement. Since there’s a week before the event date, it was decided that I should drop my aunt at her parents’ home.

    The next day, when we got into my car, it refused to start and the other cars were taken for a business trip. So we took my mom’s Vespa as it was only a 60 km journey and also the majority of the journey will be on a highway.

    We started and I was driving for almost 40 minutes when my voluptuous aunt suggested that I need to take a break and she will drive for the rest of the journey. I reluctantly agreed because I had never driven a bike this long being accustomed to cars.

    I sat behind her and she started to drive, it was 6 in the evening and we still need to cover 15 more km. That was when the sky suddenly went dark and clouds appeared, with a cool breeze cruising against us like trying to freeze its obstacles.

    My young aunt was wearing a red silk saree with a half sleeve matching blouse with hooks in the front. Her saree was tied below her waist. Soon I started to feel the cold and started shivering, while my aunt was used to this coldness.

    My aunt asked me to hold her as her saree can minimize the cold. I immediately slid my left hand from the open end of her saree dupatta and held her waist with my palm tightly. She felt a sudden shiver on her body and I slid my other hand from around her waist from the back as if I was hugging her.

    I tightened my grip around her waist and my aunt slowed down. I could feel her heart beating faster and only then do I realize what I have done. I could feel the warmth of her body and her body was so smooth that I could feel my boner. My horny voluptuous aunt felt my boner poking at her ass and moved a little forward.

    I pulled her back and moved my left hand onto her left boob. I could feel her boob from her blouse, it was holding it tightly and held very firm.

    I kept my hand on her left boob and I can feel her breathing heavily. I could see my aunty’s face in the rearview mirror and for the first time, I saw how beautiful and how sexy she was. I wanted to feel her body and wanted her completely to consume me!

    Shruti: Manav, what are you doing? (shivering)
    Manav: Aunty, it’s very cold and we still need to cover 10 more km. So, as you suggested, I am keeping myself warm under your body.

    Shruti: That I can see. Now, can you please remove your hand from my breasts and keep it onto my waist?
    Manav: Oh, sorry aunty. I will immediately do that.

    Saying that, I removed my hand from my voluptuous aunt’s breasts, and in a jiffy, with my hands, I grabbed both her boobs and started pressing them! We both felt the motion of electric waves passing through our bodies. My aunt immediately brought the vehicle to halt.

    It was dark and on a highway, so no vehicle was in our sight. She looked very angry and tried to slap me when I held her slapping hand and with my other hand, held her face and gave a kiss on her lips! She was shocked and lost her grip.

    Then I immediately took her beautiful face into my hands and started to explore her lips. It was a deep kiss and she was losing her grip to move away from me.

    I then made my beautiful aunt open her mouth and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her mouth felt like chocolate lava. I was sucking her lips and tasting her saliva and I couldn’t stop it. She soon gave in and responded to my kiss with equal passion!

    Our tongues started to explore each of our mouths and saliva was being exchanged. Her mouth was heaven and her taste was a delight to hold back.

    We broke our first kiss after almost 5 minutes when she was running out of air to breathe.

    Shruti (coming to her senses): Manav, what have we done?! It should not have happened. What we have done is very bad.
    Manav: No aunty, nothing we have done is wrong because we never felt it was and that’s why we both gave into the situation.

    Shruti: Don’t talk rubbish. We kissed, I kissed you back for god’s sake. You are my nephew. I cheated on my husband. I am a very bad person.

    And she started crying. I felt guilty and tried to console her. Tears were rolling down her eyes and at that moment, I saw her red juicy lips and couldn’t hold back.

    I again held her face and started a kiss on my voluptuous aunt’s lips. She tried to push me back and to my surprise, she held the back of my head tightly and pressed her lips against mine! My aunt was vigorously tasting me and sucking my lips till my lower lip started to bleed.

    Shruti: I am so sorry Manav, I just lost myself. I don’t understand what I am doing.

    Manav: Aunty, stay calm. I can surely tell you what you are doing. It is your husband who is cheating on you with his secretary and so is my dad. Consider you are just paying it back, but of course, he doesn’t have to know about it.

    Shruti: Still, I feel guilty but I was not able to resist you kissing me. I loved it. Your taste and its aroma, I want to have it all again and again.

    Saying this, she looked into my eyes. It was the most innocent face I have ever seen and there was guilt and a sense of satisfaction on her face.

    Manav: Aunty, I feel the same for you and I want you more than you want me but we are getting late and should probably ride fast to your parents’ home.

    She handed me the keys to drive and I tossed them back, she understood why.

    We again started to move and I confidently placed both my hands on her boobs and started to squeeze them and feel them from above her blouse.

    Shruti: Manav, please stop the squeezing. Your grip is very hard and I am starting to lose control over the Vespa.

    Manav: Aunty, I can only imagine how heavenly feeling I will get when I can hold these big, sexy boobs of yours with my hands and suck the hell out of your nipples.

    Shruti: Ahh, stop talking like this Manav. Your words are making me go crazy.
    Manav: Wait, and see what all I will do to your perfectly sculpted body and explore the universe out of it.

    We almost reached her parent’s home, and I have started pressing her waist and her right boob simultaneously. Stopping the vehicle at the entry, my aunt ordered me to keep my hands away from her body until she says or else that was the last chance we got to move any further in the future.

    Saying this, she took my face and gave a kiss on my cheek, and left a bite mark!

    Manav (holding her travel bag): Will I get to fuck you tonight, Aunty?
    Shruti: Maybe, maybe not (with a sheepish smile on her face).

    We both went inside and greeted everyone. Her family loves me a lot as my aunt always tells them that I was like her own son and I really takes good care of her.

    We had our dinner and when it was time to sleep, I was asked to share her brother’s room. I was disappointed.

    Shruti: No, Manav and I will share the room as he is not comfortable staying at other’s houses, and having me beside him, makes him get accustomed to this place.

    There was a big glow on my face and seeing it, aunty also gave a soothing smile and we all dispersed for the night.

    Shruti (whispering in my ear while moving): I can’t wait to see what all I have in store for me. 🙂

    The story will be continued.

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  • Best Car Sex With My Busty Sister-In-Law

    Hello Friends. This is Kannan with my story of the best car sex ever. I’m 32 years old. I’m here to share my real-life sexual experience with my hot and beautiful sister-in-law, Janani. She is my cousin brother’s wife.

    She is 35 years old, a very beautiful woman with a fair skin tone. She is a mother of 2 kids. She looks busty with figure size 36-27-37. I and Janani both got attracted to each other days after their marriage.

    Janani and I were actually in an affair during the first 3 years of her marriage till 2012 when she was in Chennai. However, we could not meet after 2012 when she moved to Hyderabad with her husband and in-laws. We slowly lost touch with each other.

    After about 9 years, we finally met at another cousin’s engagement in June 2021. Initially, both of us did not react beyond a smile and a Hi. At that very moment when I saw her, it took me 9 years back. But she looked a lot juicier and fleshier now as compared to her slim figure back in 2012.

    She looked busty with broad arms, a big ass, and larger breasts than it was before. I was getting uncontrollable emotions. I desperately wanted to sleep with her again. I sensed she also had the same intentions. I noticed her giving me a staring smile a couple of times as she passed me.

    I could not take my eyes off her even for a second. If this was not enough, my temptations hit sky-high as my eyes caught up with her large boobs. She bent down to apply sandal paste on the bride’s cheeks. The sight of her big boobs hanging down from the side through her saree gap was mouth-watering.

    I kept staring at her boobs, not minding if anyone was watching me. As she turned to get down the stage, she noticed me staring at her. She came down and stood right next to me.

    Looking towards the stage, she asked me, “So what were you looking at?” I smiled and replied, “You.” She then asked, “Hmmm. What in me? My face?”

    I replied, “Nothing to hide from you. Is there anything with you I can keep my eyes away from? I was looking at everything. Your big ass, your much bigger boobs than what I saw 9 years back, and of course, your face as well.”

    She gave a smile and said, “Good. So, you have not forgotten the past. Btw, getting any ideas?” I said, “A lot, but I’m controlling to the best I can because of this crowd here. What about you? Not having any ideas?”

    She giggled and said, “I’ve passed that stage. I desperately want it. After 2 kids, life has become so dry for the last 5 years. We have a past. So I could discuss it with you openly. It’s been what 9 years since we slept with each other last?” I said, “Yes.”

    With a brief pause again, I asked her, “So what do we do?” She said, “We need to plan on another day. I will be leaving for Hyderabad in an hour after the function. First of all, let’s be in touch and see how to go about.” I said ok with a lot of horny emotions ebbing and flowing inside me.

    As the function got over, all of us left for our respective hometowns. But from that day onwards, we started getting in touch through messages and calls whenever we got time alone. Even our chats were mostly erotic and sex chats.

    My cousin’s marriage got fixed on 16th September 2021 at Coimbatore. We discussed a lot to do it on that occasion somehow. But we would be staying in our cousin’s house for a day or two with all relatives around us.

    Janani and her family were to reach Coimbatore on 15th September 2021 morning for the marriage. I had booked tickets for my parents and me in the morning train on 15th September 2021 from Chennai to reach Coimbatore by 2:15 pm.

    But around 10th September, we finally told each other that we needed to go out for sex. So, I convinced my parents that I would come on the next train, which starts in the afternoon and reaches 9:30 pm. However, I took a 6:15 pm flight from Chennai and reached Coimbatore at 7:25 pm.

    We planned that Janani and I could spend 2 hours with each other by reaching at 7:30 pm. Her part of the plan was to take my uncle’s Swift Dzire and come alone to pick me up. Janani managed to do that. As I stepped out of the airport and saw her waiting for me, I rushed to her wanting to hug her.

    But she stopped me and said, “Not here. What if some known person sees us?” She looked red hot in a sleeveless salwar-kameez with a red top and a see-through type of black salwar. I got horny seeing her. We got into the car. She took the driver’s seat.

    I was getting hornier and immediately placed my hands on her thighs. As she started the car, she said, “I’m also equally desperate. But we need to move to a less crowded place. I will drive into the highways close by, and let’s see if we get an isolated place.”

    I could not take my eyes off her big round boobs. I even turned to my right and sat facing her all the way. As I kept continuously staring at her, she slowly turned her head for a moment. She smiled at me and asked me, “What are you looking at?” I replied, “You and everything I could see in you from here.”

    I controlled myself for quite some time. But could not resist beyond a point. I then slowly put my hand on her thighs and tried to slip it between her legs. Janani tightened her thighs, closing the doors for my fingers to enter. Without turning her head towards me, she gave a staring smile at me.

    She asked me, “I am your cousin brother’s wife. I mean, I am your sister-in-law. Do you remember?” I did not bother backing off and told her, “Yes, I remember it for the last 12 years from the day you married my brother.”

    She blushed with a short and loud laugh. She opened the gates for me by spreading her thighs wider. I slowly dipped my left-hand fingers between her thighs. Her salwar material was so thin that I could feel her panty strongly over it. I gently rubbed her pussy over her panty.

    She took a deep breath and blew hot air off her mouth. I then got closer to her. I could not hold myself back anymore. Rubbing her pussy, I kissed her shoulder, slowly came down, and gently chewed her soft white arms. She allowed me to do it for quite some time.

    After close to a half an hour drive, we hit the highways. Within minutes of hitting the highways, both of us were getting more and more desperate. We had 2 hours where we had already lost more than 30 minutes. Not being able to handle the fingering and arm sucking anymore, she shook her body.

    She said, “Fuck. Hey. Now stop this. I am losing control both on the steering and accelerator.” Acknowledging her emotions, I removed my mouth from her wet arms and my fingers from her possibly wet pussy.

    I got back to normal position on my seat with my dick already up and hard. We drove for a few minutes with our desperation mounting with every second, looking for some isolated hide-out place.

    We noticed a narrow mud road to the highway’s left with tall thorny bushes on either side in the next few minutes. We took a left. The mud road was too narrow that the down-hanging thorny bushes on either side were hitting the front glass and windows of the car.

    We did not mind but continued driving deep inside. As we took one final right bend, we hit a dead end with a huge banyan tree in front of us. About a 2-foot concrete slab surrounded the tree.

    She stopped the car right in front of the banyan tree. We were now surrounded by tall thorny bushes on 3 sides, a banyan tree in front of us, and some moonlight on top of us.

    We looked at each other for a second. Without wasting any time, we hugged each other tight across the front seats. We started kissing each other’s faces around our lips. Janani then pulled herself up from her seat and crossed over to my seat.

    We continued kissing as she shifted herself to my seat. She sat over my lap, grabbed the hair back on my head, lifted my head. She continued kissing, digging her tongue deep inside my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders from behind as we kept kissing tight.

    I then slowly rubbed my hands down her back. I pulled my hands across her body, grabbed her large boobs, and started squeezing them hard. We started breathing heavily after close to a minute of sloppy and deep kissing. I started pressing her boobs hard while kissing.

    She slowly withdrew her tongue from my mouth and said, “I missed this a lot. Can we go to the back seat?” Saying that Janani tried getting up from my lap. But I grabbed her waist and pulled her back down, and switched on the dome light inside the car.

    She asked, “What happened?” I stared at her big boobs for a couple of seconds and said, “Take off your top. I want to see your boobs.” She gave a smile at me and asked, “Why? You haven’t seen my boobs before?” I shook my head and said, “No. Not this big. Remove your kameez right here, right now.”

    She tilted her head and gave a broader smile. She then lifted her buttocks, pulled up her kameez, removed it. She threw it on the headrest of the driver’s seat. By opening her arms wide, she asked me, “Happy? What next?”

    I placed my hand on her back and pulled her closer, jamming my face between her boobs. Kissing and licking her moist body between her boobs, I unhooked her tight boob-hugging bra. I then pulled the bra straps down her arms, removed them, and slapped them on the headrest over my seat.

    In just a glance, I could differentiate her boobs 9 years back though it was sagging a little downwards. I looked at her face and said, “This is what I wanted to see. Your boobs used to be big cup-shaped. But now, it’s a complete melon hanging from your body.”

    She again gave a smile at me. Not minding that, I grabbed her big spongy boobs from the bottom, lifted it a little up, and engulfed her big and dark brown mammae into my mouth. I started kissing, licking, and sucking all over her soft and big boobs sensually.

    With every bite and squeeze, Janani started to moan. After wetting her boobs all over, I started circling my tongue around her mammae. I then ended up on her hard protruding and broad nipples. I bit her nipples and sucked them into my mouth.

    I started getting horny, enjoying the combo of spongy boobs and hard nipples at the same time.

    I then started to suck her nipples hard, engulfing her mammae inside my mouth. With every suck, she pressed my head hard over her boobs and started to moan louder. She allowed me to suck her nipples for quite some time. She continued to moan louder and louder with every passing second.

    I could not take my mouth out from her mammae. I kept sucking her nipples harder and harder. She got a little intense and started to pull my T-shirt up, trying to remove it. I immediately recognized it and abruptly pulled my mouth out from her boobs.

    She pulled my T-shirt up in a flash, crushed it in her hands, and threw it on the driver seat window with some force. She pulled herself behind a little and sat almost on my knees. She grabbed the back of my head with one hand and started rubbing my dick over my jeans with her other hand.

    She came down kissing my forehead, my nose, and we started kissing again. I grabbed her waist and then slowly dug my hands inside her salwar. I was grabbing her big buttocks with both my hands as we kept kissing sloppily.

    After a few seconds of sloppy kissing, she slowly went down my body, kissing my jaws, neck, and chest. She sucked my mammae a few times. Then, by raising her head, she slowly whispered in my ears, “Let’s do it. Come.”

    She got down from my lap and went to the back seat. I also turned around, went back, and sat beside her. We looked at each other with a lusty smile as we hugged tight and kissed randomly all over each other’s faces.

    She then grabbed my hard dick over my jeans. She tried shaking it as such a couple of times. I started rubbing her pussy again over her salwar. After a few seconds of random kissing, licking, and fingering each other. She slowly pulled my belt out of the loop on my jeans.

    I allowed her to go ahead as she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She dug her hand into my underwear, pulled hard my dick out, and started stroking it intensely. She was stroking it in so much hurry as if she was expecting my foreskin to go down in a second.

    I loved the way she stroked my dick, staring at it constantly. It looked as if she was threatening the head of my dick to come out of the foreskin immediately. I just loved the feeling of her hand around my dick. I rolled my left arm around her shoulder.

    By lifting her jaw, a little started kissing her. She responded by opening her mouth and kissing me back. I then slowly put my right hand over her big boobs again, pressed it hard a few times taking turns to suck her upper and lower lips one by one.

    I then slowly slid my hand down, digging my middle finger inside her small and tight navel. I tried digging my finger deeper. She removed her lips from mine and gasped, “Aaaah, you are wetting my panty now.” I gave a smile and said, “Let me be the judge of it.”

    I plucked my finger out from her navel and dipped it straight inside her salwar and panty. Her pussy was surrounded by rough hair spots, but her pussy lips were so slippery. Her panty was drenched as the back of my hand rubbed over it. I tried to dip my middle finger inside her pussy.

    I first dipped my middle finger inside her juicy wet pussy and then squeezed in my ring finger as well. To return her favor, I started fingering Janani hard. I was chucking both my fingers hard and fast, completely inside her pussy. She started getting more hornier, slowly losing hold over my dick.

    I finger-fucked her. She started to moan loud. She was pressing the seat hard with both her hands and raising her buttocks. She continued to moan louder and louder every time I drilled my fingers inside her hot, wet, sticky pussy. Every stroke in and out of her pussy was creating a sticky noise.

    After a couple of minutes of hard fingering, she rolled her hands around my neck, saying, “Oh, baby. Come. Let’s fuck.” Saying that, she slowly lay down on the back seat, pulling me also down with her. Lying down over her, we kissed a few times sensually.

    I slowly got up, grabbed her salwar by her waist, and pulled it up along with her panty. She lifted her legs with her knee bent allowing me to remove her salwar and panty. I pulled her salwar and panty down her legs, removed them. I hung it on the headrest of the driver’s seat over her kameez.

    Janani spread her legs wide with her feet hanging in mid-air. My lust hit the roof as I saw her water dripping pink pussy flesh with a curvy little pussy-hole at the bottom. I sat on the other end of the back seat. Looking at her juicy pussy, I ripped my jeans and underwear in a flash.

    I then slowly got between her legs, partially sleeping over her. It was not so comfortable to even start fucking inside the car. But with my raw attraction towards her, I did not think of anything else then. I slowly crept over her with my face in between her boobs.

    Just as my dick kissed her pussy, she closed her eyes, biting her lips, with both her arms raised. She held the roof handle tight, anticipating the intercourse, exposing her rough underarms. Just at the sight of it, I was tempted to lick the narrow oval rough patch over her broad and moist underarms.

    Without waiting a second further, I grabbed my dick, rubbed it over her wet pussy flesh. Just as the mouth of my dick stuck on Janani’s pussy-hole, I pushed my dick hard inside her pussy. She gasped loudly. With the head of my dick fully inside her pussy, I slowly penetrated my dick deeper inside her cunt.

    I started fucking Janani by moving my dick back and forth inside her tight wet, and hot pussy. Her inner pussy flesh was so gripping that I loved the feeling of my dick rubbing against her tight flesh. With every stroke inside, Janani kept moaning louder and louder.

    Hearing her moan, I started getting hornier. I lifted my upper body and started thumping my dick inside her pussy hard and fast, holding her big flattened boobs tight. Within a couple of minutes of intense sex, we started sweating heavily. As I continued to drill her pussy, she started to scream.

    She slipped her hands down from the roof handle and held my arms tight.
    I tucked my thumbs into her underarms. I immersed my dick fully inside her cunt with our waists jammed against each other. I continued crushing her pussy hard with our waists clashing against each other.

    Janani continued to scream out loud with every push and pull. After a few seconds of intense sex, I felt a strong tickling sensation running up the length of my dick from my balls. This time, I started to moan as my semen gushed out of my dick.
    I fell over Janani splashing my semen deep inside her cunt, resting my head over her shoulders. After filling her pussy with my semen, my dick slowly shrunk in size and oozed out of her pussy. Both of us were breathing heavily.

    I slowly raised my head and looked at her. She was still getting her breath back, closing her eyes, and holding the roof handle tightly with both her hands. We were drenched in sweat as if we had just had a shower inside the car.

    As we gained our breath back, Janani got up and started looking out of the car window. That was the first instance we realized that someone could hear us if they were around. Lying down on my side, I raised my eyebrows, asking her, “What?” She said, “Thank God. No one is around.”

    We smiled at each other, looking much more relieved. I grabbed her by the back of her neck, pulled her down. We started kissing each other, lying on our sides beside each other. I could not take my lips out of her soft juicy lips. With Janani also responding positively, we continued to kiss for quite a long time.

    As we finally managed to part our lips from each other’s, she looked at me and slowly whispered with a heavy breath, “I love you.” I responded, “Love you too.”

    I kissed her forehead, and we lay down for some time, with Janani sleeping over me. We dozed off without realizing it. We woke up at around 10:15 pm when her husband called to check if we had started from the station. We got up with a jerk.

    She d told him that the train was about half an hour late and that we had just got into the car. We got up quickly, picked up different dress pieces from all over the car, and dressed up. We reversed the car through the narrow mud road.

    As we hit the highways, I looked at Janani and asked her on a lighter note, “Tell me one thing. We both are smelling the same. The backseat of the car is still wet. How are we going to explain all these?” and smiled at her.

    She smiled at me, saying, “Shut up,” parked the car to the side of the highways. She took a contraceptive pill from her handbag and swallowed it. She then asked me to open all windows in the car, and we rushed back home.

    So, friends, this was how I was craving for my sister-in-law, Janani. Please let me know your feedback on my story. You could also write to me at my mail id [email protected].

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  • Shivani And Rahul – Part 1

    Hello to everyone from Rahul. I hope you are reading this, have taken their vaccine shots, and are doing well. I pray for a quick end to the pandemic. Hopefully, the year 2022 will be a great one for all of us without COVID. Keep reading my stories, and keep pleasuring yourself and sharing the love.

    Tragedy struck Shivani after 3 years of her marriage. She and her husband were lovers in college who married each other straight out of college. She was 7 months pregnant and was traveling from Bangalore to Chennai with her husband, who was driving the car.

    They were going to her parent’s house. A drunk truck driver rammed the truck into their car from the driver’s side, resulting in her husband’s instant death. Shivani ended up seriously injured in hospital with a miscarriage.

    It took two whole months for the 24-year-old Shivani to recover physically, but mentally she was still shattered. She had married the love of her life and had lost her child. It made it very difficult for her to move on. She would sit at a corner and keep crying over what had happened.

    She had a house in Bangalore. But she was living with her parents and younger unmarried brother in Chennai. Her parents and brother suggested that she take up some job and shift her focus to something else.

    She had a month of counseling, but that didn’t help much. She was broken and always sad. She kept to herself and spoke very little. It had been 4 months since the tragedy. To keep her parents and brother from worrying about her, she prepared for the upcoming banking exams.

    The main reason for her sadness was that she was lactating. Every time she pumped out milk, she would remember her child, which would only add to her depression. One day, when she broke down, her mother came in to console her, and she told her everything.

    It was probably the first time after the accident that she spoke her mind and cried her heart out. This worried her parents. After many discussions, they concluded that they would start looking for a groom for her if Shivani agreed. They gave their suggestion to Shivani, who immediately rejected the idea.

    That is when her father said that she needed a purpose in life to continue to live a life. She couldn’t go on like this. He suggested that if she is not getting married, then she should adopt a kid. Her mother immediately supported the idea.

    Shivani said she needed time to think and went away to her room to contemplate in solitude. It took Shivani a week to convince herself to go ahead with the adoption. But it wasn’t easy as she was unemployed and a widow. It took two months for the adoption to happen.

    Shivani would visit an orphanage near her home once in three days. But with her depressed state, she would never get attached to a kid. It went on for a month. One fine day she came in contact with a 16-month-old baby. She felt a strange connection with the child, and she smiled for the first time in months.

    That was it. She immediately decided to adopt the baby. She told her parents, and within a week, all the procedures were taken care of. Finally, they brought the baby home.

    There still was a condition that she had to fulfill to get full custody of the baby. That was to get employed within the year, or the court would make the adoption null and void. The baby would return to the orphanage. So she started to prepare for her banking exams.

    Her mother was right. As soon as Shivani breastfed her baby, the bond was made for life. For Shivani, her son Rahul had become her life. She started to forget about the past and even overcame her depression. Instead of passing every single day in agony, she started to live her life.

    She cleared her banking exam and got placed in SBI as an officer. She stayed at her parents’ place in Chennai and her brother till he got married. Then she decided to move back to Bangalore. Rahul was 5 when she shifted to Bangalore.

    Shivani was a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure. Big ass, sexy curves at the hips, and a big pair of juicy boobs. She looked like pornstar Crystal Swift. She would attract a lot of eyeballs but ignored the advances of every man. Her only priority and the most important thing was her adopted son Rahul.

    Shivani was very protective of her son and would only leave him out of her sight when she was at work.  Even for Rahul, his mother was everything. He had just a few friends, so his social circle was more or less non-existent. Rahul, by the age of 19, had started to watch porn and masturbate.

    He slowly got fascinated with incest porn. He gradually began to masturbate, imagining his mom Shivani. He would stare at her cleavage when she would bend down in front of him. He ogled at her ass when she walked away from him.

    He would never miss a chance to see his mom Shivani change dress. She has no qualms about changing in front of Rahul. He would admire her nakedness to his heart’s content.

    Shivani had replaced Rahul’s porn collection. He would fantasize about fucking her and would pleasure himself. But he never dared to do anything. Shivani would regularly hug him and kiss him on his cheeks. Rahul would do the same, which was a very common thing.

    Shivani still hadn’t told him about her past and that he was adopted. She just told him that his father had died in a car accident. Time passed away quickly. Rahul had completed his junior college and had gotten admission to a national institute in Nagpur.

    Shivani was reluctant at first to let him go to Nagpur and live in a hostel. This would be the first time she would live separately without her son. But she gave Rahul his freedom and let him go. Shivani wanted to live in Bangalore as she still had memories of her husband.

    She would be very happy whenever Rahul would come home for the holidays. She would insist that he sleep with her. For Rahul, his mom Shivani was his soulmate, his first love, and his everything. They would cuddle and sleep very close to each other.

    Rahul would find it very difficult to control his hard-on. But after a couple of days, he gave up on controlling it and tried to rub it against his mom’s body. Shivani would feel it but ignored it, either thinking of it to be an unintentional movement in sleep.

    Rahul’s birthday was on Jan 6. But his exams got over early by Jan 2. For the first time in 4 years, he got the chance to spend his birthday with his mom. Rahul came home on the 4th. Shivani, too, was very excited to be with her son on his birthday. She ordered the cake and surprised him at midnight.

    They cut the cake, fed it to each other. They playfully applied a little on each other’s faces. Rahul started to play songs on his phone and asked his mom to dance with him. Shivani readily agreed, and they both started to gyrate to the music.

    Rahul caught Shivani by her waist. He pulled her towards him and started to swing from one side to another, allowing his warm breath to fall on his mother’s neck. Shivani’s big breasts were now tightly pressed against Rahul’s chest. His hands moved all-around Shivani’s back.

    Rahul was a well-built guy who used to go regularly to the gym and believed in staying fit. He was strong, and so was his grip around his mom’s waist. Shivani kissed her son on his cheeks as usual and started to pull away after 5 minutes. They both talked for a while and hit the bed, and slept cuddling each other.

    The next day for her son’s birthday, Shivani had made his favorite breakfast. Rahul woke up and went straight to the kitchen to hug his mom from behind. His morning wood slid between Shivani’s ass crack above her pink satin nightgown.

    She didn’t move for a while. She stood still to feel the heat of her son’s hard-on against her ass. Rahul kissed his mom on her neck and whispered good morning in her ears, bringing Shivani back to reality. She immediately pushed him away.

    She turned around to give her son a peck on his cheek and sent him to the bathroom to freshen up. To Shivani’s surprise, Rahul returned after 10 minutes and started to have his tea and breakfast.

    Shivani: You took a bath so quickly?

    Rahul: No, Mom, I wasn’t in the mood. I will have a bath later or in the evening.

    Shivani: We have to go to the temple. Just finish your breakfast and have a bath.

    Rahul: Have you taken a bath?

    Shivani: Not yet, but I am going right now.

    Rahul: I am feeling lethargic. Can you bathe me as you used to when I was a kid?

    Shivani: Are you kidding me? No way, finish your breakfast and take a bath.

    Rahul: But it’s my birthday? Please?

    Shivani: You are so lazy. Just finish your breakfast and come to my bathroom.

    Rahul: Thank you, Mom. By the way, this tastes so good. Love you a lot.

    Shivani went to her room and changed. She wore a white petticoat, which started from her boobs and ended a good 4-5 inches above her knees. Her cleavage was visible. She was looking so sexy that anyone who saw her would get an erection.

    She tied her waist-long hair up in a bun and entered the bathroom. She started to fill the bucket with water in excitement. She, too, had wanted something like this to happen. As soon as the bucket was full, Rahul knocked on the bathroom door.

    Shivani let him in. Rahul just stood still for a brief moment and began to admire his mom’s beauty. It had been a while, almost 4 years, since he saw his mom naked or even just wearing a petticoat like she was wearing at present.

    Shivani: Are you just going to stand there, or will you remove your clothes, or do you expect me to do that as well?

    Rahul: Oh, sorry! What should I remove?

    Shivani: I have seen you naked a lot of times. But if you feel shy, wear your underwear and remove the rest.

    Rahul wanted to show off his manhood to his mom. But he was afraid that he might not control it from getting hard. He might end up offending his mom. So he chose to keep his underwear and removed the rest. But he didn’t know that his mom wanted him to get fully naked.

    She could see the thing that rubs against her at night when they are cuddling. Shivani, too had sexual feelings for her son just like Rahul had for her since his teenage.

    For Shivani, it started when her son left for college. She started to miss him a lot. She realized that Rahul had become her soulmate, and she just loved him too much. She never wanted him to be away from him. But her motherly instinct would overpower her lust.

    She would always end up with a debate on morality with herself. She would never do anything to fulfill her lust and express her love for her son Rahul. She, too, had masturbated, imagining him putting his cock in her pussy and pumping it with full force. But she never dared to act on her imagination.

    Rahul was in his underwear. Shivani, in her petticoat, made Rahul sit on a knee-high stool and started pouring water on him. She took soap in her hands, rubbed it, and began applying it on him with her hands.

    She soaped his upper body, both front, and back, along with his arms. Then without any thought, she blurted out something that she instantly regretted at first.

    Shivani: Remove your underwear, Rahul.

    Rahul: Mom?

    Shivani: It’s fine dear, it’s important to clean the privates. I will do it, don’t be shy.

    Rahul stood up and removed his underwear, and exposed his semi-hard cock to his mom. Shivani was impressed with the size but didn’t show any reaction and continued to soap him. Shivani sat on the stool, did his legs first. Finally touched his dick, slowly pulled back his foreskin.

    She deliberately took her time to soap it. She saw his manhood grow to its full size and become hard as a rock. It was easily 7″ long and was thick as well, with nicely trimmed pubic hair. She lifted his dick and started to rub soap on his balls while admiring the veins at the lower part of his cock.

    Shivani could feel her pussy getting wet and getting an urge to take his dick in her mouth. But she stayed strong. Without showing any emotion on her face and not making eye contact with her son, she turned him around. She applied soap on his ass and butt crack.

    Then she made him sit and started to pour water to clean him. Again once she was done with her upper body, she made him stand and took her time to clean his privates. This time, she heard her son give out a moan.

    Shivani’s cunt was fully wet by now and was leaking love fluids for her son. She finished cleaning him and gave him the towel. She asked him to dry himself and go out. But she also dared to say something very naughty for the first time to her son.

    Shivani: Dry yourself, Rahul, and take care of it.

    Rahul: What do you mean, mom?

    Shivani pointed at his dick, made a fist, and shook it up and down, suggesting that he masturbated. Rahul took it as the perfect opportunity to break barriers. He acted as if he didn’t understand what his mom was saying and feigned innocence.

    Shivani: Oh, come on, Rahul, do I have to spell it out? Go masturbate. You are hard as a rock.

    Rahul: I don’t know what you are talking about, mom.

    Shivani: Don’t act so innocent, Rahul. You’re in college and surely know about this stuff. I am sure that is what you discuss with your friends as well.

    Rahul: Mom, I seriously don’t know what you are saying and what friends of mine are you talking about? You are my only friend. Tell me what I have to do, and I will do it.

    He was trying to initiate an incestuous relationship with his sexy mother. Shivani was too clever to fall for such things. But she decided to play along. Even she wanted things to happen with the love of her life, Rahul, her adopted son.

    To Be Continued.

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  • Fucked Hot Bengali Office Colleague At Home

    Hello friends! I’m back with my other story of how I got lucky with a girl and then made her my slut.

    First of all, thanks for liking my previous stories. Now coming back to the story.

    The heroine of my story is my office colleague Pooja. She has a brown complexion, with beautiful eyes, just like any Bengali girl. However, she is not a Bengali. She is quite a hot girl, and many people in our office have a crush on her. Luckily, we became friends as we both had our training together, and then we got the same project.

    We are in the same room, and our cubicles are in such a position that we face each other. So initially, I didn’t have any bad feelings for her as we were good friends. But seeing my Bengali colleague’s beautiful eyes every day can grow lust in anyone’s mind, and so was true for me.

    I also had a fantasy of fucking an office colleague. But as we were friends, I controlled my feelings until one fine day when our fate had thought something else for us.

    It was a Friday in June, and I had to finish some important work on that day itself. My supervisor had told me strictly that no matter how late it could get, if the work is not finished by then, I have to come on Saturday also. And I didn’t want to spoil my weekend. So, I was working late.

    At 10 pm, I finished my work, and I was about to leave. Then I saw that my co-worker Pooja was also there, and she was looking a little worried. So, I went to her and asked, “What happened?”

    She said, “I have to complete some excel work and then have to mail it to the client before midnight. And It looks almost impossible to finish it by then.”

    So, I thought of helping her. I said, “Ok! I can help you with that.” She said, “Thank you so much.”

    We started working non-stop for the next one and a half hours, and we finished that by 11:30 pm. Then finally, she mailed it. We took our things and came out of the office.

    My apartment was within a walking distance of 1.5 km from the office, and I shared it with one of my friends. Pooja stayed in a PG, and it was about 20 km away from the office.

    Then our conversation was.

    Me: How will you go? Have you booked the company’s cab?
    Pooja: No, I forgot to book the cab as I was busy. I’ll take a cab from Uber or Ola.

    Me: Have you gone mad? It’s too late at night, and it’s not safe for a girl to go alone in a random cab.
    Pooja: I have no options. What else can I do?

    Me: Any of your friends live nearby?
    Pooja: No.

    Me: You can come to my place. My roommate has gone out on a trip with his friends. So, no issue with beds.
    Pooja: No!

    Me: Why?
    Pooja: No, I’ll manage.

    Me: Ok, then I will come along with you to drop.
    Pooja: Are you mad?

    Me: Yes.

    (Pooja was thinking for some time.)

    Pooja: Ok.
    Me: Ok for what?

    Pooja: Your place.
    Me: Good decision!

    Then we started walking towards my apartment. We were talking about life, projects, career, my girlfriend, and some other things. It took around 20 minutes for us to reach.

    On reaching, I asked my beautiful colleague girl the change the dress and get comfortable. She said that she didn’t have anything to wear. Then I took one of my shorts and t-shirt, which were clean, and gave her to change. She went inside the washroom. While she was inside, I also changed my dress and wore shorts and a t-shirt.

    After 10 minutes, she opened the door and came out. Oh my god! She was looking even hotter than the Indian actress Amyra Dastur! The Bengali girl’s body was looking sexy in those shorts and t-shirt, and her clearly visible figure of 32-28-32 brought some naughty thoughts to my mind.

    In shorts, her waxed legs and thighs were looking very shiny, and in that loose t-shirt, I could easily see the cleavage of my office colleague’s big juicy boobs. And her open hair was the killing part in the scene. (Actually, I love girls with long open hair). She looked so hot that can beat any actress.

    I was lost for a minute, and I guess she had to call my name 2-3 times to wake me from that daydream. After that, I gained consciousness.

    After that, I started moving the bed from one another because they were joined together as my roommate and I had joined our beds to make our room look more spacious.

    She said, “Let it be.” And then, we both lay down on different beds, facing each other, and started talking about random things.

    After that, my co-worker girl asked me to tell her my love story. Then I told her the whole scenario. After which, she asked, “Have you ever made out with your girlfriend?

    I said, “Yes, of course!” Then I asked, “Do you have experienced sex?”

    To which she replied, “I had a boyfriend in college, and I have done with him a few times.”

    Suddenly, the electricity went off and it was all dark. Due to fear of darkness, she instantly hugged me. And I put my hand on her back and started caressing her back lightly.

    After a few minutes, my scared colleague loosened her grip but was still close to me with her face just 2-3 inches away from my face.

    The hot girl was breathing heavily, and I could feel her hot breaths on my face which were making me excited. So, I moved my face a little forward and touched her lips with mine. I was just touching her lips lightly but not moving closer.

    Our eyes were closed, and we were feeling each other’s breaths. Then, after a few seconds, she moved towards me and started sucking my lips! I also started sucking those lovely Bengali lips and moving over her. It was so intense kissing that we lost control of ourselves.

    Soon, we were kissing aggressively in the dark – sucking and biting each other’s lips like hungry animals. After a long smooch, I made her sit, removed her t-shirt, bra, shorts, and panty. Pooja helped me to get naked. This was so quick that we didn’t say any word to each other.

    She lay on the bed, and again we started kissing and licking each other passionately.

    As soon as we came into the missionary position, the electricity came back, and we saw each other’s faces and naked bodies! Instantly, my hot office colleague closed her eyes, and that was the final green signal for me to go on.

    I started sucking her neck, giving biting marks there. Then I came further down and started licking her cleavage like a dog.

    My both hands were on her firm and soft big boobs. These were a little small as compared to my girlfriend and but they were in the perfect shape. I was pressing them like sponge balls, and she was moaning loudly like, “AAaaaahh……. Hhhhhh…..Aaaah..”

    After that, I went to her boobs and started sucking her boobs and biting her nipples. While doing all this, my rock-hard cock was rubbing against her hot and wet pussy which was oozing so much liquid that my cock was half wet.

    After eating, chewing, and licking my colleague’s big boobs and nipples for 10 minutes. I came down and started licking her pussy. I finished and drank all her pussy juice which was making her pussy wet. When I cleaned it from outside, I inserted my tongue inside her hole, and that made her moan even louder.

    Pooja grabbed my head and forced it to go even deeper. And after 10 minutes, she had an orgasm, and I sucked out all her juices.

    Now again, I lay over her and started kissing. My cock was rubbing against her pussy. After a few minutes, she was ready again and said, “Now fuck me!”

    I came in the position but was not in the mood to fuck her so easily. I touched her pussy with my cock and move it up, and started teasing her.

    She was continuously saying, “Please fuck me! Please insert it!” Then after 2-3 minutes, when I didn’t insert, my horny Bengali colleague started abusing me like, “Bastard, fuck me! You motherfucker, fuck me!”

    But I was still teasing her. Again she said, “You bastard! Motherfucker! Fuck me like a bitch, I’m your bitch, fuck me!”

    Then I asked, “Will you be my slut, my bitch?” To which she said, “Yes! I am you slut! Fuck me whenever you want! But fuck me right now!” And then, I drilled my full cock in one push. My office colleague’s pussy was so tight, and it felt so good.

    I was so aroused that I started banging her aggressively, but then she said, “Go slow! I want to feel you for long.” So, I decreased my speed, and now I was giving her light pushes while pressing her boobs and licking her lips.

    After fucking my sexy office colleague in that position for 1o minute, when I was unable to control I pressed her boobs with full force and again started banging her fast. She started moaning and saying, “Aaah…aaah….aaaah” Come on baby! Fuck me faster! Fuck me like your bitch!”

    Then I released my cum inside her pussy. Now, I was so tired that I lied over her without removing my cock. After a few minutes, when I was taking out my cock, she said, “Keep it there. I want to sleep like this.”

    When I woke up in the morning, I had a morning boner. She was sleeping straight with her legs a little apart, and her pussy lips were visible. So, I went over her, adjusted the tip of my cock in between her pussy lips, and pushed my half cock inside in one force. That woke her up with a big louder moan, and I reduced her voice by smooching her.

    After a few seconds, when she came to her senses, in another push, I penetrated my whole cock and started stroking my colleague. And after fucking her for the next 15 minutes, I released my load again inside her pussy. After that, she came out of the bed and went for a bath.

    Pooja called me inside the bathroom, saying that she needed some help. When I went inside the bathroom, she asked me to help her soap her back. I started soaping her back lightly, then I slightly took hands to her sides and the on her boobs from the back and started massaging it.

    I was hugging her from the back, and my hands were massaging her boobs with the soap. I was licking her back and neck, and my hard cock was between her ass crack.

    Then my hot Bengali colleague turned around, sat on her knees, and started applying soap on my cock. And while applying the soap, she started giving me a handjob.

    After a few minutes, she cleaned it with water and took it in her mouth, and started giving me a blowjob by taking it deeper into her mouth. She sucked me till I emptied all the cum in her mouth.

    Later, we fucked so many times. And now, we spend every weekend together. I dedicate one whole day to our sex sessions. And now, I’m planning to fuck one of my colleague’s busty friends. I’ll tell you once I get her, till that keep stroking.

    Goodbye guys!

    For any suggestions or feedback, you can mail and message me on hangout. Any hot girl who wants to have a hot sex chat can message me.

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  • Pakathu Veetil Puthithaaga Kudi Vantha Akka – Part 2

    Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil akka udan nadantha kama thodarbin thodarchiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, akka vaaiyil mendum sunniyai vida kathukondu irunthen. Akka eppozhuthu signel tharuvaal endru kathu irunthen, aanal indru paarthu aval kanavan velaiku selamal veetile irunthu vitan.

    Athanaal enaku ena seivathu endre theriya vilai, kai adikavum virupam ilai. Indru epadiyavathu akka vaiyil sunniyai vida vendum endru aarvamaaga irunthen. Neengale ninaithu paarungal pakathil ithu pondru big boobs vaithu irukum akka irunthaal neengal kai adipeergala. Naan matum epadi kai adipathu, enaku kai adipatharku virupame kidaiyathu.

    En ninaivu muzhuvathum pakathu veetu akka akka endru thaan irunthathu, akka eppozhuthu enaku signel tharuvaal endru kathu irunthen. En sunni aval vaaiyil ooka thudithukondu irunthathu, kaigal aval mulaiyai pidithu pisaiya kathukondu irunthathu. En vaai mulai kaambai sappiya suvai mendum vendum endru kathukondu irunthathu.

    Ipadi irukum pozhuthu akka veliyil vanthaal, indru aval pudavai aninthukondu our pathini pola irunthaal. Ennai thambi inge vaaiyen konjam endru ennai azhaithaal. Netru engalukul oru vizhayam nadanthathu athu ethuvume theriyathathu pola nadanthukondaal. Naanum keezhe irangi vazhinthukonde akka arugil sendren.

    Konjam kaiyil kasukoduthu ennai kadai varai sendru bakery items vangi vaayen paa endru solinaal. Sari akka endru soli naanum bakery sendren, en veetil ennai entha velaiyavathu vitale athai naan seiya maten aanal ena seivathu akkavirkaaga velai seiya vendiyathaaga irunthathu. Bakery item vangi vanthen, aanal akka veetirkule irunthaal.

    Kathavu ooramaaga sendru akka endru azhaithen, aval udane ulle vaa pa endru solinaal. Haa haa kanavan veetai vitu sendru vitana endru paarthen, ulle sendru paarthen. Aval kanavan sapitukondu irunthaan, akka kanavan oru mokai endru avanai paarkum pozhuthu thaan therinthathu. Kandipaaga ivan sunni sirithaaga thaan irukum endru paarkum pozhuthe therinthu vitathu.

    Avan ennai paarthu vaa pa thambi sapidu vaa endru solinaar, ilai anna paravailai neengal sapidungal endru sonen. Akka vanthaal vaa pa en engal veetil elam sapida mataya endru ketal? Enaku ena solvathu endre theriya vilai, sari akka apadilam ilai naan ungal veetil sapiduven. Neengal ungaluku matum thaan samaithu irupeergal enaku eppadi irukum satham athanal thaan vendam endru solinen.

    Avalin iru pasangalum sapitukondu irunthaargal, pinbu naanum andru sapida aarambithen. Appozhuthu antha annan ennai paarthu nee thaan thambi en pontatiyai paarthukolanum, nan velai velai endru irupen athanaal en veetil sila velaigalai ennal paarka mudiyaathu athanaal nee thaan en veetil irunthu en manaiviyaiyum veetu velaiyaiyum paarthukola vendum endru solinaan.

    Haa haa ithu thaane enaku vendum, ena veetu velai seiyanaum endru solugiraan athu enn veetirku theriyamal paarthukola vendum. Anna neengal kavalai padatheergal naan paarthukolugiren, akkavaiyum ungaluku ethavathu help seiya vendum endraal athaiyum seithukolugiren. Ithai soliyathum akka en arugil vanthu amarnthukondaal.

    En thudaiyum aval thudaiyum ondraaga patu urasikondu irunthathu, nee en sontha thambi pola da. Eppozhuthum intha akkavai neee marakave kudathu endru solinaal, naan apadiye paarthen oru nimidam naan unaku thambiya endru manathirkule sirithen. Kanavan eaku makan pola irunthaan, avanuku avan manaivi oru ooozhu endru theriyave ilai.

    Naan etho antha akkavirku sontha thambi pola pazhaginaal, naan enaku niraiya vaaipu kidaikum appozhuthu elam sunni vinthai akka vaaikul irakalam endru kathukondu irunthen. Pinbu akka idam enaku bathroom selanum endru keten? Udane akka en udan vaa daa endru ennai thotathirku azhaithu sendraal.

    Andru sendrathum akkavai kati pidithu sexiyaaga ithazhil mutham seithu lip lock adithen. Lip lock adithu aval mulaiyai pidithu kasaki semaya enjoy panen. Ipadi oru enjoyment naan seithathe kidaiyathu, jollyaga akka mulaiyai pisithu pisainthu kiss adithen. Haa haa kiss seivathil irukum company iruke, english padangalil varum kiss scenes pola nandraga kiss seithu sapinom.

    Pinbu dei en kanavan irukiraar endru ulle oodivital, ennal moodu thanga mudiyaamal sunniyai veliyil eduthu vegamaaga sirithu neram adithukonden. Pinbu sunniyai jatikul vitu vitu ulle sendru sari akka nan en veetirku selugiren endru soli angu irunthu kilmbinen. Indru akkavai ooka mudiyaathu endru bathroom sendru sunniyai veliyil eduthu akka vaaikul sunniyai viduvathu pola ninaithu kai adithu vinthu vara vaithen.

    Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa itharku munbu ipadi pengalai manathil ninaithu kai pazhakam seithathe ilai. Haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaa ena oru sugam, itharku munbu kama kathai paditho alathu kama padam paartho thaan kai pazhakam seithu irukiren aanal indru thaan manathil namaku piditha pengalai ninaithu kai pazhakam seithen.

    Neengalum ipadi kai pazhakam seithu paarungal nandraaga irukum, ungaluku seikiramaaga sunniyil vinthu vanthu vidum. Aduthu eppozhuthu akka udan sex seiyalaam endru akka veetaiye motai madiyil irunthu paarthukondu irunthen. Appozhuthu akka motai maadiku vanthaal kudave aval kanavanum vanthaan.

    Naan udane phone pesuvathu pola nadithen, ipadi naditha udan akka ennai paarthu thambi ingu ena seithukondu irukiraai endru ketal? Naan ilai akka naan friend udan pesikondu irukiren endru solinen. Girl friend ha endru ketal? Naan amam akka endru soli sirithen appozhuthu thaan aval kanavanuku akka meethu entha santhegamum varathu endru apadi seithen.

    Aval udane sirithu vitu jolllyaga pesikondu irunthaal, naanum jollyaga pesikondu irunthen. Pinbu nalai anathu, kalaiyile akka kanavan velaiku selgiraana endru paarthukondu irunthen? Naan paarthukondu irukum pozhuthu avan velaiku kilambinaan. Haa haa indru sema sex irukirathu endru manathil ninaithukonden.

    Aval kilambiyathum akka ennai paarthu sirithaal, naan aval veetirku 11 maniku sendren. Naan aval veetirkul sendrathum akka aval pasangalai veliyil sendru vilaiyadungal endru soli veliyil vitu ennai ulle azhaithu kathavai thapal potal. Iruvarum vegamaaga kati pidithu ithazhil kiss adithom, naanum aval mulai matrum soothil kai vaithu pisainthu thadavinen.

    Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaa sema moodaga irunthathu, pinbu akka en suniyai veliyil eduthu vaai vaithu sappa aarambithaal. Intha sugathirkaaga ena vendumanalum seiyalam endru ninaithukonden, sunniyai echu seithu vitu aval mulaiai veliyil eduthu kanbithaal. Iru mulai kaambaiyum sappi echu seithu suvaithen.

    Mulai kaambai sappa sappa suvaiyaaga irunthathu, nandraaga iru mulai kaambaiyum sappi mudithu vitu akka keezhe paduthu aval pudavai matrum pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyai kanbithaal. Naan aval kuthiyai naka thaan kandikaralo endru aval kuthiyil vaai vaithu naaka aarambithen. Apadi nakum pozhuthu akka en thalai meethu kai vaithu pidithukondaal.

    Kuthiyai nakikonde irunthen appozhuthu nakiyathu pothum sunniyai kuthikul vidu da endraal. Nanum en sunniyai akka kuthiyil viten, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa sema mooodu vanthathu. Akka kuthiyil ooka ooka aval moodil haaaaaaaa hmmmmmmmmm hmmmmm endru munarinaal. En sunni muzhuvathum akka kuthikul irangi irunthathu.

    Nandraaga aval kuthikul sunniyai vitu matter pottukonde irunthen apozhuthu akkavirku moodu vanthu aval pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu. Aval pundai vinthu vanthathum en sunni innum sulabamaaga aval kuthikul sela aarambithathu. Vegamaaga aval kuthiyil oothu en sunni vinthai akka kuthiyil oothu irakinen.

    Ena oru sugam haa haaaaaaaaa kanjai kuthikul iraki apadiye sirithu neram paduthuviten. Sirithu neram sunniyai kuthikul vaithu irunthen pinbu akka sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu veliyil eduthu aval kuthiyai bathroom sendru kazhuvinaal. Ini eppozhuthu elam akka kanavan veetil ilaiyo appozhuthu ellam akka kuthiyil oothu vinthai irakuven. En kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku nandri, vanakam.

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  • My Husband’s Friend Seduced Me

    Hi Friends, I’m back again after a long time with a story of a lady and her husband’s friend. Thanks for the responses to my previous stories. Those who haven’t can go thru it here and let me know your comments. I love to write stories on behalf of ladies. If anyone has a different experience and wants me to write it for you, I can do so.

    Let’s get back to this story. This story was told to me by a chat friend. (For safety reasons, names are changed).

    I’m Divya, and my hubby is Madhan. We got married in 2017 and have a happy life. The incident I’m going to narrate happened way back in 2018 and went on for about 2 years. I was 25, and my hubby was 31/32.

    My structure was 34-30-36, and any man would love to fuck me. I was 5.3’ and 55 kgs. My hubby had a very close friend named Kumar. He was his best friend during our marriage as well. After marriage, we became family friends too. We often go for tours or picnics with him and his wife.

    At the beginning of 2018, we decided to go to Tirupati and reached early morning. As you all know, the lines in Tirupathi are never-ending and very crowded. That day, my hubby and Kumar’s wife had gone a bit ahead of us, and Kumar and I were 10-20 meters away from them.

    We were sweating because of the heat. I could feel the odor of sweat from everyone around us. I was feeling lost in the middle of somewhere with my hubby not near me. Suddenly I felt something hitting my ass from the back. But I knew Kumar was standing behind me, and he wouldn’t do any such thing.

    After a minute, again, I felt the same, and this time I turned back. Kumar was smiling at me. He said people were pushing him from behind, and he landed on me. But I could feel that he was hard, and it was his cock that was hitting me.

    While thinking about it, he kept falling on me. On the pretext, he even touched my boobs slightly a couple of times as well. After a long struggle, we came out after darshan. Kumar was smiling at me for no reason, and I was looking down in shame.

    My hubby asked Kumar about the darshan. He said today’s darshan was more than what he expected. He is ready to stand one more time in the queue to get that kind of darshan. Only I knew what his intention was. But I didn’t want to jeopardize my hubby’s friendship with him and hence didn’t say anything.

    We came back to Chennai, and the days were going smoothly. In the middle of 2018, my hubby got an onsite offer, and he went to the US. He has told Kumar to help me in whatever possible way without knowing the intentions of Kumar. Kumar got my number from my hubby. I also became friendly with him. He used to help me buy groceries or do odd jobs. This went on for a few weeks.

    He started texting me casually and used to praise my dress and my fashion style. We even used to text late in the night, but it was all normal. One day he asked me to go with him for a movie without informing both our partners.

    I was also bored since Madhan was not with me and wanted to spend some time with someone. We went to Mayajaal theatre. It’s 20kms away from the city limits) in Kumar’s car. We were chit-chatting about general stuff during our travels.

    I went inside the theatre. After a while, he put his arm around my shoulder in the seat. He said he felt comfortable sitting that way. But he was not touching me purposefully. Nothing happened that day, and we returned home.

    After 2 more weeks, he again asked me to go out with him. I readily agreed without hesitating. While going in the car with him, he kept praising my dress, how I look and how Madhan is lucky to have me. I was blushing this time but didn’t say anything.

    This time once the movie started, he took hold of my hands. I tried to resist and remove it, but he begged me to at least hold his hands. So I was allowed to do so. After some time, he slightly touched my boobs with his other hands. I felt bad for what was happening. But I didn’t want to create a scene.

    After the movie had over, we returned home. He kept asking sorry to me, and I didn’t utter a word. I was feeling bad for what I did to my hubby. Once we reached my home, he asked for a coffee. I couldn’t resist and asked him to come inside.

    We locked the doors once we were inside, and immediately he started to hug me from behind. I tried to push him. He was 5.9” and heavily built, so I couldn’t. I was asking him to leave me alone and go. But he was in no mood to listen to me. He pushed me to the walls and started to kiss my lips.

    His hands were playing in my boobs, hips, ass in the meantime. Slowly and sensually, I knew I was losing myself to him. After he knew that, I stopped struggling. He took me to the bedroom, switched on the AC, and started undressing each other.

    My hunger for sex took over my loyalty to my husband, and Kumar succeeded in it. Within minutes, we were completely naked and in 69 position. He had a 7 inch cock that was not too thick but good enough to satisfy any lady.

    He was mouth fucking me in that position. At the same time, he was licking my pussy clean and dry. I surrendered myself completely to Kumar. He satisfied most of his sexual desires that day, and we fucked till night. He had some reasons to tell his wife and stayed at my place.

    After that incident, we started going out like couples and had a lot of fun together. Kumar was the one who taught me many positions in sex and even took my ass virginity. We fucked in theaters, groped in public places. We did a lot of kinky stuff.

    We were in a relationship for almost 2 years, after which Kumar went to the US and settled there. Though I was disloyal to my hubby, I was happy that I got so much to learn in sex from Kumar.

    But that chapter of my life is over now. I live happily with my hubby Madhan now, and Kumar doesn’t even message or call me.

    Thanks for reading the story, friends, and share your comments at [email protected]. I won’t share the lady’s details who narrated her story to me for obvious reasons.

    I have given my fantasies in some places to make it exciting, but the incident was real. I’m staying in Bangalore now (near IIM) and would love to meet like-minded ladies and couples.

    What did you think of this story??