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Hi, this is Rahul. This is my story where I get to drink milk from the most beautiful lady in the world. I am an orphan staying in an orphanage. I have never seen or heard anything about my parents. So I don’t know anything about my origin.

I had a regular childhood life in the orphanage. No one chose to adopt me. Maybe I am not fit for adoption or unlucky to find a family. Nevertheless, I had a good childhood and enjoyed my stay in the orphanage. I was good at my studies.  I excelled academically and performed well in sports too.

In the orphanage, I had many friends. But among all, I was close to Rajesh. He was also an orphan, plus he was a cancer survivor. We shared our sorrow and happiness. He was never adopted by anyone, unlike others. So we both shared a close bond with him.

From the last few weeks, I noticed that Rajesh was going out all weekend to some house. Whenever I asked him about it, he would ignore my question and always change the topic. He used to be happy, and I could see a change in his lifestyle.

I thought that he might have got a new family for himself, lucky fellow.

Everything was going as usual. Then one day, I got a severe headache. I was admitted to the hospital, where I was diagnosed with cancer. I was told that I had only a few weeks to months left in my life. I was devastated upon knowing it, but I had accepted the fate and dealt with it.

I was admitted to a hospital where cancer patients were admitted. They had started various treatments on me. Every day Rajesh would bring me food from the orphanage. Whenever he could come, I would cry in front of him and express my feeling towards him. He would console him and take care of me.

One day when Rajesh was with me, I shared my last wish with him. I said, “I always wanted a girl in my life and also a family before I died. But alas, it would just be a wish and not reality.”

Hearing this, Rajesh felt bad for me. I don’t know what happened. He revealed his secret (Milky Adventure) to me. He told me that he goes to a home every weekend. The home belonged to his friend Shreyas where he stays with his mom. He revealed all his secrets to me.

I was shocked listening to him and couldn’t believe him at first. But listening to him, I could believe him. He told him how Shreyas mom Riya would breastfeed him. Deep down inside, I felt very jealous of him and wanted to have her too in my life.

She could fulfill both my last wishes, so I pleaded with Rajesh to help me. Looking at my condition, he agreed to help me out. He introduced Shreyas to me, and we three became close friends soon.

Once Shreyas bonded well with us, I shared my last wish with him and begged his support. He didn’t agree at first. But looking at my condition, he too agreed to help me out.

Now we three somehow had to convince Shreyas’s mom Riya. We thought a lot. Finally, we planned that we would slowly keep informing Riya about me. We would introduce a thought in her head that breastmilk could cure cancer.

Daily, Rajesh and Shreyas would keep telling Riya about me and my condition to make her feel pity for me. I waited and waited for days together. My prayers were finally answered one day, and Riya agreed to meet me.

I was very happy after hearing that news. I felt healthy after many days. Rajesh and Shreyas told me that Riya had just agreed to meet me and not breastfeed me or anything. But it was enough for me, and I was very happy.

The day finally came when Riya mom came to meet me. I took a bath and wore the best dress I had. The moment arrived, and Riya mom entered my room. She was one of the most beautiful ladies I have ever seen.

She was in her late twenties and could be easily mistaken for a college girl. She wore a blue saree with a white blouse and was gorgeous in it. She left her hair open. With minimum makeup, she looked like an absolute goddess.

She also had a peculiar feminine scent which made me go crazy. Her face and figure were almost that of Kajal Agarwal (a south Indian actress).

She smiled at me as soon as she saw me. I was so stunned at her beauty that I was staring at her. She had to snap her fingers to bring me back to my senses. I greeted her with a smile and asked her to take a seat beside me. We had some casual chats for a while.

Nothing happened during that time. So I made a face to Shreyas to make a move. Suddenly Shreyas told us that he read in an article that breastmilk could cure cancer. There was silence in the room for the moment after this. Rajesh then intervened, saying that he, too, read it the same.

Riya mom didn’t comment anything on it but just said, “Hmmm.”

I had to say something now. So I opened my mouth and suddenly blabbered, ” Why can’t you feed me breastmilk, Riya maam.”

There was a moment of absolute silence in the room. No one spoke, and there was pin-drop silence with me looking at Riya mom eagerly for her reply

Shreyas, “Yes, mom, why can’t you feed him once and see him once? Who knows, it can make him cure too.”

Riya mom was deep in her thoughts and didn’t utter a word for a while. I was very nervous at that time. I didn’t know what the future had for me in the next few hours from now.

After a while, Riya mom looked at me smiling. She asked both Shreyas and Rajesh to go out and guard the door for us. I was elated in joy and was on cloud 9. it was like God had granted me my wish, and I felt like the king of the world

Riya mom, “See Rahul, I know you have cancer and above that, being an orphan is too much to bear. even I have read that article, so I feel no harm in feeding you my milk and try my luck.”

She continued, “But at the same time, I want you to be strong and fight your war as a warrior.”

I replied, “Sure, ma’am,” in response waiting for Riya’s mom to feed me.

Shreyas and Rajesh then closed the door from outside, guarding anyone coming inside.

Riya mom then started to tie up her hair. It was a scene for me to visualize. I could see her round full breasts, and I was even more eager to feed on her boobs.

Riya mom, ” Rahul, come and sleep on my lap.”

Saying this, she opened her blouse and exposed her bra. It was a blue-colored cotton bra. It was the first time I saw women in bras. Yes, I have seen many ladies in bras and also nude on the internet. But in reality, it was the first time

I then laid my head on her lap and waited for heavens to come on me. Riya mom then slowly opened her bra hook and slid her bra hooks. My breath was getting heavier, and my heart was pounding. Slowly she exposed her breast. It was a sight to die for.

Riya mom exposed her right breast first. Her nipples were pointed with a small droplet of milk attached to them, indicating that her breast was full for me to drink.

Her breasts were plump and round. Her breast was very fair, topped with chocolaty brown areola and pointed juicy nipple. It was the most amazing sight I have ever seen in my life

I knew by this time I was in heaven and would drink the holy amount of nectar soon. I opened my mouth and took all of her nipples in my mouth, and started to suck.

It was a dream come true for me. I was sucking on that nipple with milk coming to my mouth. It was just heaven for me, truly heaven.

The next part to be continued soon

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It was right after checking out of our hotel. Prerna was ready to go back when I brought up the topic of honeymoon. Prerna was excited and suggested a few places. That’s when I showed her the plane tickets to Shimla.

She couldn’t believe it and threw her arms around me, hugging me. I put my hands on her back and my nose in her bob. My hands roamed her back down to her narrow waist and shapely ass. She had washed her hair with a fruity shampoo. The more I smelled her head, the more it attracted me.

A plan formed in my head to get her fucked. My prick went up like a pole. She thought I must be horny, but it was my fetish. In the flight, she kept her hand on my cock and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. She didn’t know what I had in store for her.

On reaching Shimla, I asked Prerna to remove her bangles. She wanted to keep them for a few months, but I wanted to see her smooth arms. She had something tattooed under her left forearm that looked sexy. The contrast between her golden-white arms and the dark ink was turning me on.

Prerna: I have another tattoo on my neck.

Amol: How did I miss it?

She moved her thick hair aside to show me. It turned out Prerna had a small faded tattoo on her neck, which she kept covered with makeup. I rubbed my cock and decided to call Gagan when she told me that she’d called Gagan already. I was overjoyed. I wanted to see a dick going into her hole.

We had lunch and decided to take a nap while Gagan reached our hotel. In an hour or so, there was a message on my phone from Gagan. He was on the same floor as us. I kissed Prerna to wake her up. She looked fresh as a flower.

There was a message on her cellphone (from Gagan) to meet downstairs. I watched Prerna get ready while I was rubbing my cock. She offered to make love, but I declined.

“Sweetheart, I’m enjoying it for the last 10 minutes. I’ll continue masturbating for another half an hour. No reason we should end this in a few seconds,” I told her, and she agreed reluctantly.

I admired her as she wore figure-hugging skinny jeans and a top that reached past her waistline. Her silky smooth arms and legs were hairless like a baby’s butt. She had been getting laser treatment for the last 10 years, the most recent being just before marriage.

Every feature of hers was sexually charged. The previously red (with ‘Sindoor’) center parting in her thick hair was now an off-center part. We took the elevator to go down and meet Gagan.

An idea came to my mind. I asked her to walk in front and followed a few feet behind. As promised, Gagan was waiting for Prerna in the corridor. On seeing each other, they hugged like lovers. The place was packed with honeymooners, so no one seemed to notice.

Prerna held Gagan’s face with both hands as he fondled her boobs and ass. Soon they started kissing with tongue in the other person’s mouth. This was the first time they were meeting in broad daylight.

Prerna was impatient and checked Gagan’s cock for hardness. Just then, I jizz in my pants and went upstairs to clean up. By the time I came down, Gagan and Prerna had disappeared. With nothing else to do, I went back to my room to sleep it out.

Someone was shaking me gently to wake me up. It was Prerna. There was no sign of being married in her entire attire. Sitting up, I saw the telltale signs that she’d been screwed royally. Her lipstick was rubbed off, and her face was moist with sweat. I asked her if she’d been intimate, and she simply nodded.

I wanted to make out with Prerna as she had done with Gagan. I lifted her chin with my hand. She wanted to oblige and parted her lips to allow my tongue into her mouth. We liplocked for a long time, and I fondled her sexy body from top to bottom. She massaged my cock and sucked my nuts to make me hard.

After only a little bit of stimulation, my cock was ready for a fuck. Prerna immediately showed my coco into her cunt. I was enjoying her silky body. But I felt some stubble around her clit. I tried to read the tattoo on her neck. I made a mental note to shave her pussy and to get her tattoo deleted.

“Sweetie, how long did Gagan make love to you this time?” I asked Prerna. “We did it for almost 5 minutes before he came, but not long enough for me to orgasm,” she said.

On hearing about her ‘making love,’ I filled her womb with what little semen I had. It had taken me over three minutes to climax this time. Since I was cumming in spurts, it triggered Prerna’s mini orgasm. I was relaxing with my head in her cleavage when her phone rang.

There was a message from Gagan. “Are you with Amol?” It read. I told her to message Gagan that I was asleep. When she did, he wanted to take her out. I told her to go out and have fun. I told her that I had been without her all my life. One evening more or less would make no difference.

The thing I did not tell her was that my balls were drained, and I couldn’t pleasure her before the next day. She texted Gagan to meet outside the pub downstairs in half an hour and stepped into the shower.

On her behest, I joined her there to shave her cunt. After I was done, she asked me to shave her neck. I shaped her hairline following the natural shape of the hairline by going up a few mm and down till her shoulders. She left me to get dressed. I continued bathing in hot water for another ten minutes.

As the evening progressed, I went down to have a drink before dinner. They allowed me into the pub because I was staying in the same hotel. But there was a hard stop at 10 pm for ‘stags,’ i.e., single men.

Inside, the pub was overcrowded as usual. I quickly gulped my drink and got ready to leave the bar counter when Prerna spotted me. She was barely recognizable as she appeared out of nowhere.

She was wearing a backless mini dress with the unmistakable croissant-cross bands of a sports bra. Five-inch stilettos made her look taller than me. Her golden complexion stood out in the black attire, especially her shiny thighs.

She hugged me and said something. Her voice was drowned in the blaring music, but I nodded nevertheless. She turned around to show me her hair makeover. Nothing major, except her hair, was dark brown and angled towards the back like a concave bob.

I realized that my cock was loving it. Then she sat in my lap to tease me. That’s when I saw that her neck tattoo was refreshed. It was just an infinity sign in green ink. She turned around to show me her jewelry. Apparently her conch stud was fake. It was glued on.

Suddenly, I felt like rubbing my cock, plus it was almost time for me to go. I bid farewell to Prerna with a brisk kiss on both of her cheeks.

Going upstairs to my room, I took out my phone. I’d missed several messages in the din of pub music. There was one from Gagan. I smiled to myself as I read it.

“Can I keep her tonight?”

Narrated by Swati

Hello, main Swati. Episode 76tak aap logone padha ki kaise main aur papa maa ke ghar pe naa hone ka poora fayda utha rahe the. Par hamare liye ab ek nayi musibat thi.

Papa ke dost Ashok uncle jo unhe club lejane ke liye aaye the par ab yahi ruk gaye the. Is beech papa ko bahar jaani padi. Main aur uncle akele the jab mujhe unke sath kuch masti karne ki sujhi.

Hum dono tash ke khel ke naam par apni hade par kar rahe the. Fir maine unhe ek bar jhadwa bhi di. Iske baad main aur uncle mere bathroom gaye. Jab darwaze par khat-khatahat hui aur humdono ki ghabrahat ke maare halat kharab hone lagi.

Ashok uncle: Oh teri! Tere papa hai kya?

Main ghabrati hui uthi aur boli: Shayad par itni jaldi? Uff, aapko boli thi ki kapde mat nikaliyega.

Ashok uncle: Are yaar ab kya?

Main fir unhe shaant karti hui boli: Aise aap ab ghabrao mat.

Ashok uncle: Aur nahi to kya karu, woh mujhe maar dalega.

Main: Offo uncle shayad koi aur bhi to ho sakta hai. Aap aise ghabraoge to sab theek ho jayega kya?

Darwaaze ki ghanti firse baji.

Main: Aap yahi rukiye, mere baatroom mein. Mere room se bahar mat aayiyega. Main jaakar dekhti hun.

Uncle: Agar woh hua to, poochegana ki main kaha?

Main: Haan to main bol dungi ki aapko baathroom jaani thi to mere bathroom mein ho.

Uncle: Par mere kapde?

Ek aur baar ghanti baji to main boli: Uff kapde main laake dungi main jaati hun warna papa hue to sachme shak hoga unhe.

Uncle firse kuch bolna chahte the par main bina sune apne kapde theek ki aur bathroom se nikal gayi. Uncle ke kapdo ko laat markar sofe ke neeche dhakel di aur fir jaakar darwaaza kholi. Samne papa hi khade the.

Papa: Kya hua, itni der lagadi?

Papa andar aate hue living ko dekh pooche: Ashok kidhar gaya?

Main: Aaa woh ha-ha-ha woh mere bathroom gaye hai.

Papa: Tumhare bathroom? Waha kya karne gaya?

Main: Are papa, woh unhe toilet jana tha shayad, abhi abhi hi gaye hai.

Papa: Hmmm itna time kyu lagaye darwaaza kholne mein?

Main: Woh uncle ko apna bathroom dikha rahi thi, usi waqt aap ghanti bajaaye.

Papa hath mein pakde thaele ko mujhe dete hue bole: Ye lo kitchen mein rakh do. Aaj apni nanhi ko apne hatho se biriyani banake khilaunga.

Main: Oh, to aaj aap cooking karoge?

Papa jhole mein hath daalkar ek badi wali dairymilk nikalkar bole: Aur ye tumhare liye.

Main use leti hui boli: Wow thank you papa!

Main mudkar kitchen ke taraf jane lagi ki tabhi papa mujhe peeche se apni baanho mein pakad bole: Bas thank you?

Main: Papa uncle hai andar.

Papa mujhe chor bole: Offo ye kambakt aaj club jaane ke jagah yaha kyu aa gaya.

Main kitchen ko jaati hui boli: Aap hi ke karan unka phone utha lete to woh yaha nahi aate na.

Papa mere peeche-peeche aate hue mere kapdo ke upar se meri gand par cheeti kaat bole: Tumhare karan bolo tumhare karan mein phone nahi dekh paaya.

Hum dono kitchen mein the ab, counter par jhola rakh mein mudkar boli: Achchaa ha-ha-ha jaise aapto kuch kiye hi nahi naughty papa mere!

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! naughty?

Main: Haan ekdam naughty. Waise maa kya boli?

aPapa: Yahi ki Mishra aunty ke bacho ko Austrelia se aane mein abhi 2 din lagenge. To tumhari maa unke aane tak hospital mein hi unke liye rukegi.

Bhale maa se main chidti hun lekin aise waqt par mujhe maa par taras bhi aa rahi thi. Woh bechari insaniyat ke naate Mishra aunty ke liye hospital mein jo baithi hui thi.

Main fir poochi: Aur maa ka khaana wagayra?

Papa: Ghabrao mat, waha hospital mein canteen hai. Maine jakar dekha, khana bhi achcha hai waha ka.

Main: Hmmm tab theek hai waise bhi hum dono ko maa se thodi fursat bhi to chahiye thi.

Papa: Ha-ha-ha, haan bas wahi ek karan main kisi chinta mein nahi hun.

Main hath aage badhaayi aur papa ke pant ke upar se unke lund ko sahlati hui boli: Wahi to ab jab tak maa wapas nahi aa jati tab tak iss nevali ko iss saamp ka shikaar karna hai.

Papa fir kitchen se jhaank kar mere kamre ki taraf dekh bole: Waise is kambakt ko kaise bhagaye jaldi?

Main: Offo papa aise nahi bolte, kabhi kabhaar hi to aate hai.

Papa shirt ki button kholte hue bole: Haan par aaj sachme galat waqt par aaya.

Main: Koi baat nahi thoda intzaar kar lenge hum.

Main papa ke bache hue button kholti hui boli: Aur fir aap aur main poori raat taash ka naya khel khelenge.

Papa: Woh kaisa khel?

Main: Woh uss khel mein agar aap jeet gaye to aap mujhe chodhoge aur agar main jeeti to main aapse chodhwaungi!

Papa pahle hase aur fir bole: Ha-ha-ha ohh to dono mein main to baat barabar hi hai.

Main: Ha-ha-ha! Wahi to kyu ki mujhe aapke sath abhi bohut sara masti karni hai.

Papa: Ufff tum mujhe uttejit kar rahi ho, chalo main kapde badal kar aata hun.

Papa kitchen se nikal gaye aur main dekhti rahi ki woh kab apne kamre mein ghusenge. Unke kamre mein ghuste hi main living ko bhagi. Aur sofe ke neeche se uncle ke kapde nikal apne room ko bhagi.

Room ke andar ghuskar main darwaza band ki aur fir bathroom ke darwaze ko khol andar dekhi. Bechare uncle bathroom mein nange thand mein thithur rahe the. Mujhe dekh unhe aisi rahat mili maano jaise unke jaan mein jaan aa gayi ho.

Main unhe kapde deti hui boli: Uff thand lagi kya lijiye jaldi se pehan lijiye.

Uncle kapde lete hue bole: Lag to rahi thi par ab tumhe dekh garmi aane lag gayi.

Uncle itne bure waqt mein bhi flirt karna nahi chore, main boli: Ha-ha-ha, lijiye aur pehan lijiye warna aisa naa ho ki kabhi garam hi na ho paaye woh.

Mera ishara unke sikude hue lund par tha aur ye dekh woh bole: Ha-ha-ha, aisa nahi ye to jab chahe garma jaata hai waise kaon tha?

Main: Papa hi hai, woh apne kamre mein kapde badalne gaye hai, aap jaldi se apne kapde pehno.

Woh jhat se mere hath ko pakde aur apne paas kheech liye aur baanho mein lekar mujhe bole: Itni jaldi kya thi tumhare papa ko aane ki kambakt galat waqt par aa gaya.

Main sochne lagi ki waha papa inke liye yahi bole aur yaha ye papa ke liye.

Main unke baah se chutne ke sangharsh mein boli: Uff uncle abhi choriye papa kabhi bhi apne room se bahar aa sakte hai.

Uncle samne se apna ek hath neeche le gaye aur meri choti dress ke andar hath daal meri jangho ke beech ghusane lage. Main apni janghe dabali lekin unki ungliyo ki nok jaise hi meri choot ke daane se takraayi. Main naa chahti hui apni janghe khol gayi.

Main: Mmmm uncle abhi nahi please!

Uncle meri choot ki honto ko komalta se sahlate hue bole: To kab?

Main: Mmmm baad mein abhi jane dijiye!

Itne mein bahar living se papa ki awaaz aayi: Swati! kaha ho?

Main yaha uncle ke hath ko pakad rok boli: Ufff papa jane dijiye.

Uncle mujhe chor diye aur main boli: Main bahar jaati hun. Aap kapde pehankar 1–2-minute baad aayiye.

Main jhat se nikli aur kamre se bahar nikalte hi samne papa khade the, main apne peeche darwaza band kar di aur poochi: Aap yaha kyu khade?

Papa: Main tumhe dhoond raha tha. Woh kaha hai? So gaya kya bathroom mein.

Main: Woh woh ab bhi andar hi hai pata nahi bole ek minute mein aa rahe hai.

Papa mujhe mere kamar se pakad bole: Usko bolo jaldi se nikal kar bhaag jaye yaha se.

Main: Papa shhh woh sunn sakte hai!

Papa mujhe apne banho mein kheech bole: Are woh to andar bathroom mein hai waha tak awaaz thodi jayegi.

Main bol chuki thi ki uncle bathroom mein hai. Par shayad woh ab mere kamre mein apne kapde pehan rahe the aur ye papa nahi jaante the. Mere andar ghabraahat hone lagi ki kahi papa aur meri baat uncle na sunn le. Aur unhe hamari baap beti ki raaz ka pata chal jaye.

Main: Offo papa unko jane dijiyena uske baad.

Papa apne ek hath ko mere peeche le gaye aur meri dress utha kar meri gand ki daraar mein haath le gaye. Main gand ko dabati hui unhe rok boli: Papa nahi abhi nahi please!

Papa: Kya karu beta ab mujhe tumse door rahne ka mann hi nahi hota.

Ye kahte hue woh apni ungli mere gand ke ched par satakar khujlane lage. Main buri phass gayi thi. Pata nahi kahi darwaaze ke peeche uncle sachme kuch sunn na le.

Fir main papa se akhiri baar boli: Papa please yaha nahi, uncle kabhi bhi bathroom se bahar aa sakte hai. Hame sunn lenge aur hamare bare mein jaan jayenge.
Papa mujhe chor diye aur tab maine rahat ki saans li. Papa bole: Theek hai-theek hai jaldi se use bhagate hai aur fir hum apna mazedaar khel shuru karenge.

Main kuch na boli aur papa ko dhakelti hui aage badaayi taaki woh mere darwaze ke paas se door hokar aage kuch bole. Hum dono jaakar living room mein baithe.

Waha papa daru ki bottle dekh bole: Ye bewada itni der mein itna pee gaya? Kitna peeya usne?

Main: 1, nahi-nahi 2 peg.

Papa: 2 peg mmm 4 peg ke barabar pee gaya woh.

Tabhi peeche mere room ka darwaaza khula. Uncle kapde sab pehan bahar nikle. Hum dono peeche unhe dekh rahe the. Mere mann mein yahi darr thi kahi woh papa aur meri koi baat sune to nahi.

Papa uncle se bole: Kyu kya hua daru zyada ho gayi? Ulti to nahi maara?

Uncle mere tafa dekhe, kyu ki papa ke alawa sirf mujhe pata tha ki asal baat kya thi. Uncle fir papa se bole: Are nahi-nahi, utna thodi piya ki ulti maar doon bas paet thoda gadbad kar raha tha.

Papa: Paet kharab hai fir bhi daaru daba kar peeyo tum.

Tab tak uncle hamare paas aa chuke the aur hamare bagal wale sofe par baith bole: Kaha yaar, main kaha utna piya?

Papa: Bottle dekh ke dikh raha hai kitna gatak gaye.

Uncle: Are woh to Swati beta ne peg banake di, usse pata nahi na, woh poora glass bhar ke dedi.

Papa: Haan tujhe to bas bahana chahiye ki kaise zyada peene ko mile.

Papa tab TV on karne lage to uncle bole: Haan to ab kya plan hai?

Papa: Kya plan? Iski maa nahi hai ghar pe to kuch khakar sone jaunga aur kya?

Main unki baat sunn rahi thi. Papa TV ke taraf dekh rahe the aur uncle mujhe dekh bole: Aise kaise, itna achcha maoka mila hai tumhe, tum sone ki baat kar rahe ho?

Mere aur papa dono ke kaan khade ho gaye ki woh kya kahna chah rahe the. Papa unse pooche: Matlab, kaisa maoka?

Uncle: Are yaar, bhabhi ji ghar pe nahi hai. Kyu na aaj hum yahi taash aur daaru ki peg lagale. Waise bhi kal parso to chutti hi hai yaar.

Papa: Nahi-nahi, fir tumhari biwi ki daant mujhe bhi sunni padegi. Tum jaldi nikal jana aaj. Agar unhe pata chala ki tum mere yaha ho aur ghar late pahunche peekar to poori daant mere sar hogi.

Uncle: Are yaar, maine pahle hi bata di, ki aaj main tumhare yaha hun aur shayad late aunga.

Main uncle ko dekhne lagi ki aisa kab hua?

Papa: Tu jhoot mat bol!

Uncle: Are, jhoot nahi bol raha, poochlo Swati se, kuch der pahle usne call kiya tha?

Papa mujhe dekh bole: Haan kya beta, aunty ne ise call kiya tha kya?

Main tab sochne lagi ki inko inki patni ne call kiya tha jab main aur uncle yaha sofe par baithe taash khel rahe the.

Main: Haan call aayi to thi.

Papa mere taraf dekh rahe the to uncle ne sahi maoka dekh turant meri baat kaati. Aur mujhe aankh maar kar aage bole: Tabhi usne poocha aur maine kah diya tha, haina beta.

Pata nahi uncle ke kya iraade the lekin main bina aage soche unke haan mein haan mila gayi.

Papa chidte hue pooche: Are tum mujhse pooche bhi nahi, kya hua bhabhi ji ne ghar se nikal diya kya?

Uncle: Are nahi, woh use kisi shaadi waadi mein jaani thi. To woh boli shaadi mein der hogi fir main socha ki ghar mein khana bhi nahi hoga khane ko.

Papa: Hmmm theek hai-theek hai ab kare bhi kya? To ab kya?

Uncle haste hue papa aur mujhe dekh bole: Ha-ha-ha, daaru hai, taash hai, samne TV hai to aaj yahi mana lete hai club ki sham.

Papa: Uff hmmm jo chahe karo.

Uncle fir mujhe bole: Swati beta.

Main: Haan uncle?

Uncle: Apne papa ke liye bhi ek glass le aaona.

Papa: Haan ab le hi aao aur fridge mein soda aur pani hoga woh bhi le aao.

Main uth kar boli: Ok ok par aap logo ke sath main bhi khelungi.

Papa: Tum?

Uncle: Haan haan, khelne do use bhi. Woh fir kyu bore maregi waise bhi bhabhiji hai nahi jo use taash sikhane par hame daant pade.

Main: Offo uncle, ab main bachchi nahi ke maa aise baato par mujhe daante.

Uncle: Haan haan ab to tum badi jo ho gayi ho.

Main samajh gayi ki woh kya kah rahe the. Isse pahle ki woh papa ke samne kuch aur bole main kitchen ko chali gayi. Kitchen jakar sochi ki uncle jhoot kyu bole ki aunty se unhone aisa kaha. Kahi aisa to nahi ki uncle aaj yahi rah kar mere sath kuch karne ki soch rahe the.

Waise ye baat soch mujhe halki uttejna bhi hui. Par sath hi papa ke rahte kuch hona naamumkin si lag rahi thi. Khair mujhe iss baat ki bhi tasalli thi ki uncle ne papa aur meri koi baat suni nahi.

Main soda, pani ki bottle aur ek glass lekar wapas gayi. Papa ki nazar TV par channel badalne mein lagi hui thi. Par uncle papa se nazar bachakar mujhe hi ghoor rahe the. Main unhe dekh bhawro ka ishara ki to woh bhi muskura diye.

Sare cheez table par rakh mein wapas papa ke sath baith gayi. Papa TV ki remote mujhe dekar bole: Lo kuch laga do.

Papa apne glass mein apne liye peg banane lage. Aur main TV ki channel badalti hui kabhi uncle ko dekhti to kabhi papa ko. Koi kuch bol nahi raha tha to main boli: Kya dekhoge aap log?

Uncle: Kuch bhi laga do beta, waise bhi koi dekhega to nahi.

Main: To band kar deti hun na.

Papa: Nahi-nahi rahne do warna ajeeb sa sannata sa lagega. Gaane wane hi laga kuch, club jaisa mahol ho jayega, ha-ha-ha!

Main: Hmm to chaliye uncle aap patte daliye, aap logo ke sath main bhi khelungi aaj.

Uncle haste hue bole: Ha-ha-ha, pahle jaise khel rahe the? Maza hi aa gaya mujhe to.

Papa: Kyu? Woh kyu?

Main uncle ko dekhne lagi ki woh kya bolenge, kahi ye na bolde ki woh mujhe nachwaye aur sab jo hum kiye.

Uncle: Are kya bolu ha-ha-ha, ek baar bhi nahi haara main.

Papa: Hmmm-hmmm bechari ko aati nahi theek se ye bolo.

Main: Wahi na papa, upar se ye baar-baar mere patte bhi dekh rahe the, imaandari se khel hi nahi rahe the.

Uncle: Achca-achca ab dekho main yaha baitha hun. Theek hai ab batana zara, imaandari se khelta hun ya nahi.

Iske baad uncle patte dale aur hum sab tash khelni shuru kar diye. Agle 10–15-minute aise hi khel chalta raha. Jab main sirf khel rahi thi to uncle mujhe yoon yoon karke hara rahe the. Par ab papa aur uncle to mano gambheer ho kar koi antarastriya khel khel rahe the.

Yakeenan woh dono tajurbekaaro ke tarah khel rahe the ab aur main bore maarne lagi. Na hi main papa ke rahte uncle ke sath kuch masti kar paati na hi uncle ke rahte papa ke sath.

Kuch aur 5-minute hui jab papa bole: Rummy!

Aur fir papa uncle ko dekh bole: Dekha, pahla hi khel haar gaye tum mujhse.

Uncle: Are yaar ab woh main…

Uncle apni glass uthaye aur usme bachi poori daaru ek baar mein gatak gaye aur neeche rakh bole: Ek aur peg dalo dimaag kaam nahi kar raha mera.

Main hasti hui boli: Ha-ha-ha, achcha jab main thi to bada aapka dimaag kaam kar raha tha.

Uncle: Haan tab josh tha khelne ke liye.

Papa: Josh kaisa josh?

Uncle: Woh woh aise hi bola bas, ha-ha-ha.

Papa bhi apni glass khatm kiye aur dono glass mein peg banate hue ghadi mein time dekhe aur bole: 6:30 hone wale hai.

Uncle bottle ki aor dekh bole: Haan ek aur lani padegi kya?

Papa: Haan ye to tumhare liye bhi kaafi nahi hogi, piyakkad kahi ke.

Main nahi chahti thi ki papa zyada peekar talli hokar so jaye. Agar aisa hua to fir raat ko mujhe kaon maza dega.

Main boli: Offo kitna piyoge aaplog itna kafi nahi hai kya?

Papa: Ha-ha-ha, are beta, kabhi-kabhi to peeta hun.

Main papa ko aankh dikhati hui boli: Par papa…

Woh mere aankh ke ishare ko samajh gaye aur bindaas bol baithe: Are beta ghabrao mat. Aisa nahi hai ki main zyada peekar so jata hun, aaj to main jaga rahunga raat bhar.

To be continued.

Hi guys, I am Rohan from Chennai. I am 23 years old. I am in a Relationship with Neha (23 years old). So, speaking of us, we are madly in love with each other. And we lost our virginity to each other(a story for another day).

My girlfriend Neha is a very shy Indian girl. I was the one who taught her about sex. Even though she is shy and innocent, she has a perfect body. She looks so damn hot and beautiful.

Her boobs are 34 and they are perfect. Men would stare at them pretty hard! Her hips are 26 and omg, her ass is 34, but they are huge. My gf has the most perfect ass.

Our sex life was good. But we had a dry period due to our works and time shifts. Neha joined a work firm that was really far and had night shifts. Initially, it was hard for us but we got used to it.

As Neha was new to the office, she didn’t talk to everyone there. There was a guy named Akshay. He was the head of the department in which Neha worked. He was a playboy and always flirted with girls.

Since he was the head, Neha had to daily report to him before leaving. Neha has said to me that he used to make moves on her.

One day, he allocated the night shift for Neha even though she didn’t do night shifts. Unwillingly, she went to work that day.

Neha was the only girl that night who went to work. My hot girlfriend became uncomfortable and she went to a separate room to work. Akshay went to her room to allocate her work. She was sitting in her chair.

While explaining things, he went behind her to take a file or something and he placed a hand on her shoulder. Neha pushed his hand away from her. Again, after some time, he touched her hands. Neha stood up. He pushed her toward the wall nearby. His face was close to her face.

Neha pushed him and slapped him. She collected her things and left the office that night.

It was a Sunday the next day, so she didn’t go to work. She was upset that day but didn’t tell me what had happened.

On Monday, my girlfriend went to the office. Everything went normal. At the end of the day, she had to report to Akshay. So, she went to his room. He asked her to say sorry to him because she had hit him. Neha shouted at him angrily and she left the place.

Neha hated him a lot and he was waiting to take his revenge. Since Neha stopped reporting to him after completing the work, she marked Neha as incomplete and this went on for some time.

At the end of the month, Neha didn’t receive her salary because he marked that she didn’t do any work last month. She was helpless. She didn’t want to tell anyone what happened to her.

My lover was depressed that day and still, she didn’t want to tell me what happened. The next week, she received a notice from her office that she will be terminated and blacklisted if she did not complete her work in the following week. They gave her a time of 7 days.

She wrote a letter of complaint against him and mailed it to the office. Her bad luck, it was Akshay’s work to read the complaints. He got angrier. Neha became even more helpless. She was determined that she will complete her work in the following week.

Monday came. Akshay had allocated twice the work for Neha. But she stayed late that night and completed everything. It was 1 am that night. She went to him to report. He again demanded a sorry. Neha apologized. But he was not satisfied. He asked, “What will I get in return?”

My girlfriend was silent. Immediately, he started to unzip his pant and he took out his dick. He said, “You should look at my dick till I am complete, otherwise I will not sign your report” and he started masturbating.

My girlfriend decided to accept it. His dick started growing as she was watching. He was stroking his dick fast. His cock was 7-inch long.

After a long time, he finally cummed on the floor. He unzipped his pants and took a tissue and came near Neha and told her to clean his cum. He took his pen and her report and said, “Clean it, I will sign this now.”

Neha took the tissue and cleaned it. He signed it and she took all the things and went home.

The next day again, she had twice the work to do and she stayed late night to complete it. She went to him to get his signature. He said, “Neha babe, you know what to do. Get in and close the door.”

He started masturbating. Neha stood and watched. He gave her tissues to clean. After finishing, she cleaned the cum and got her sign, and went home. This went on for three days.

On the fourth day, when she went to his room to get his sign, she was shocked to see Rashmi, her co-worker who is also the office slut, giving him a blowjob. She immediately tried to leave the room. He said, “Neha, as usual, your job is to stand and watch.”

My girlfriend stood in the corner and watched Akshay getting a blowjob. During the blowjob, Akshay was only looking at Neha. She was watching him getting his cock sucked by her co-worker. He became rough and pushed his cock completely inside Rashmi’s throat. She was choking. Neha didn’t know what to do.

After a very rough session, he cummed inside Rashmi’s mouth and she spat it on the floor.

“Neha, you come and do your usual work,” he said. She took a tissue and cleaned it. And she left.

The next day, Akshay told Neha to look at him while he was fucking the office slut Rashmi. This time, he was completely naked and he had a well-built body. This happened for nearly 10 days.

On the 11th day, Neha had completed all her work and she had relief. She had a night shift that day even though it was a government holiday. She was surprised when she went to the office and saw that only she was there that day. Yes, Akshay was also there waiting for her.

My beautiful lover became nervous and she decided to leave the office and she went inside the lift. To her surprise, the lift stopped on the next floor and Akshay got inside it. He closed the door and moved toward Neha.

He started to touch her hips and immediately unzipped his pants and took out his erect cock and moved toward her.

“Look at this, please,” he said and hugged my hot girlfriend. Akshay kissed her neck and he took her hands and placed it on his dick. He grabbed my hot girlfriend’s boobs and pressed them. He touched her perfect ass too. She left out a sexy moan. Neha was not resisting this time at all.

Akshay left his hands inside her pant and started rubbing her pussy. Sneha closed her eyes. Akshay became rough and started rubbing my gf’s pussy hard. Suddenly, she had an orgasm!

He then pulled her top hard and removed it. He pulled her bra too and it tore. My sexy girlfriend’s boobs were now hanging outside and Akshay started to suck it. She had another orgasm there. He bit her ear and asked, “Do you have a boyfriend?” She gave out a moan and said, Mmm.”

He said, “I want you to be my mistress” and he pushed her head down and made her kneel. He then placed his dick on my gf’s face and requested her to open her mouth. Neha opened her mouth in the heat of the moment.

Akshay mouth fucked my hot girlfriend very hard. He had her saliva all over her. This was the first time for her to try mouth fucking so she didn’t know what to do.

After a very hard fucking, Akshay cummed inside Neha’s mouth. Neha had never tasted my cum. He closed her mouth and said, “I want my mistress to drink my cum” and Neha swallowed it.

After that, Akshay fingered my girl and made her leak very hard. Then he took her bra and her panty with him and put them in his pocket.

“Hereafter you should not wear bra and panty whenever I am around you. Be my mistress and you will have a good time.”

Neha nodded and wore her dress. She cleaned her face and went home.

Will she be an obedient mistress? What did he do next? A lot happened next and it is much more erotic than this. Stay tuned. I will continue this in the next part.

HarDick69 is back yeah. Thank you guys for your feedback and suggestions for my story. In the last part, me and my mallu milf teacher Beena were chatting on WhatsApp.

Beena: I believe it’s that girl you sit next to in the class, right?
Me: She was my crush at first. But..

Beena: But what happened, da?
Me: Then I saw this cute girl.

I sent the profile picture of Beena I had saved earlier! She was online but still, was not responding. And my best guess was that she was surprised to see her picture.

She stayed silent without sending any texts.

Me: I am sorry ma’am if this feels inappropriate but you are so sexy if I am being honest.
Beena: Da, you are my student but I have to thank you for the compliment.

I sent her a heart emoji.

Days went by and exams were nearing. It was nearly impossible for me to learn something from her special class. After all, you guys know what all have been happening. I couldn’t stop my lust for my sexy mall teacher.

She wore bright red lipstick and a silky black sleeveless blouse that day. That day was when she started to tease me. The blouse was backless. There was a single string tied across her back holding the blouse in place. And there wasn’t even a bra strap. That meant she wasn’t wearing a bra. It was as if she enjoyed teasing me during the special class.

She would wear the overcoat during the regular class and obviously nobody noticed her sexy attire which she hid underneath.

I really had to adjust my cock by putting my hand inside the pants while she sat next to me so that she wouldn’t see my boner. I did it when she was looking away. Her tummy was sweaty and I was getting tense worrying about myself losing control and crossing the line with her.

I accidentally knocked her pen off the desk. She bent down to pick up the pen. It was then I noticed her waistline.

Oh my god!

My milf teacher wore her saree below her waistline. She caught me staring when she looked up after kneeling to pick up her pen that fell on the floor right between my shoes. I had to widen my legs for her to pick up the pen.

My hard cock was released from the adjusted position it was kept in and came poking through the pants. Beena ma’am looked at me and my big cock. She repeated her confused, jaw-dropped stare.

She took a while to collect herself from the trance she had from that steamy situation. She then tried pulling her saree up to her waist after realizing that it was exposing her hip bone.

In the hurry, instead of grabbing the saree, Beena grabbed her panty and pulled it up! It was a heavenly sight to see that she was wearing some kind of expensive panty unlike most women I know. It was like a scene from a B-grade movie portraying the slutty female protagonist.

It made me so horny that I really wanted to whip out my dick and fuck my Kerala milf teacher right then and there with the evening rays of sun falling on her silky smooth hair. She felt the material of her panty and realized her sexy mistake. She looked at me and caught me staring at her panty exposed in the sides.

She adjusted her saree and said, “Let’s end today’s class here. We will continue in the next class. Call me later in the night. I want to talk to you about something.”

(Yeah baby! You have given me enough to jerk off for the entire weekend.)

Me: Ok, ma’am. I will call you.

I ran to the washroom after walking to the door. I had to get my thick cum out of my dick and plaster it on the bathroom wall. In the rush, I didn’t care about the fact that I had run into the girls’ washroom instead of the boys’ washroom! The intense smell of the sweat of the women who had been there reeked in the air making me kinky.

I loosened my belt, unzipped my pants, grabbed my balls, and brought my dick out. My cock was ready to burst from all the temptations it was facing earlier.

I realized the fact that I was inside the girls’ washroom and my horny self made me take out my pen from the pocket, go inside a bathroom stall and write inside the bathroom’s door these words in a legible but not in an obviously big size handwriting – “Beena is mine. I splash my cum on this door to seal the deal.”

I really wanted some naughty girls to find it and get kinky about the writing and the smell of semen inside the bathroom door. I then masturbated on the door on top of the writing.

Then I heard someone enter the washroom and enter one of the stalls. I heard a soft humming of a song which was joined by the trickling sound of pee. I was curious to know who it was.

Then the sound of a video playing from a smartphone echoed in the washroom. Some kinky girl was watching stepdad porn! I understood that it wasn’t my mallu milf teacher when I heard the voice moan, “Yes Daddy! Aaahhh! Fuck me.”

I was familiar with the voice. I just couldn’t remember. I wanted to get out of the girls’ washroom without getting caught. The intense huff puff continued and I sneaked out in the meantime.

I waited inside a classroom next to the girls’ washroom. I wasn’t surprised to see Ameya coming out of the washroom. This final-year student was the bombshell of the whole college. I will tell you guys about her in my upcoming stories.

Back home, I was massaging my balls thinking about Beena. Aaah! The balls were moving on its own, working on the next batch of cum.

I saw my phone which reminded me of Beena asking me to call her.

I quickly got up and dialed her number. She took the call immediately as if she was waiting for my call.

Me: Good evening, ma’am.

Beena: Evening da. I wanted to ask for your confirmation about conducting special classes at my home. You seem to not learn much from the special classes I conduct in college. Your parents are okay with it. You can come on the weekends. Saturday is fine for me. What about you?

Me: Ma’am, I’m okay with attending the classes. I will come by.

Beena: I really want my big boy to pass in flying colors. I want my big boy with that big D – I mean my big boy with that big potential in you to prove to your classmates that you are nothing less than them.

I was rubbing my cock when she called me ‘big boy’ and I was turned on when she was about to say that I had a big dick.

Me: You motivate me too much, Beena.

Beena: *silence*

Me: Sorry! I meant ‘ma’am’. I am not sure about passing with flying colors but I am sure you will help me like you have been doing all the time.

I ended my sentence in a slightly flirtatious tone.

Beena: You really have a lot to learn, da.

Uff, my mallu teacher was so sneaky when she was teasing me. Oh my god!

She sent me her location in WhatsApp. I arrived at her home on Saturday at about 8:30.

The door was opened by a very sexy petite young woman in her late 20s in workout clothes.

“Hi! I am Remya. I stay here with Beena. Come on in.”

I went in and took a seat, waiting for my Queen Beena. Remya continued her exercising in the living room.

Beena came after a short while in a red nightie with her hair rolled up in a towel. She was out of the shower and dried up. Her fresh fragrance was reaching into my senses. Her swaying walk captured my eyes onto her hips. She reached near me sitting on the sofa.

Beena: Remya, stop your workout and freshen up. My student is here. *turning to me* I will be back with some tea for you.

Remya stopped working out and sat near me. She was in her purple sports bra and matching leggings. Her underarms were sweaty. I could see that her pussy was also sweaty. Her leggings were tight and exposed her pussy lips. It was as if she wore no panty.

Remya: Hi! You must be the student she has been taking special care of. You see, she is unmarried and so am I. I work in a corporate company as a data analyst.

Me: You don’t appear like one to me.

Remya laughed.

Remya: She told you that she was single. Right? But did she tell you about me?

I looked at her confused. It took me a second to dawn upon me and my eyes widened as a response to her reveal.

To be continued in the next part.

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My fingers longed to play with that brown hair. But I didn’t know the person it belonged to. Even if I did, it wouldn’t be appropriate by any means. She was standing with her back to me. It certainly wasn’t my first sex with my maid!

What differentiated her from the rest of the crowd was her trim schoolgirl-like figure and her above-average height. Although only a couple of inches taller than other ladies (5’6”), coupled with her narrow figure (34-26-36), she looked modelesque.

The on-call chauffeur didn’t wait long enough for me to see her face. Plus, my house was just around the corner, so he hurried as soon as the traffic cleared. I went straight up to my room on the upper floor after a quick hug from my mother.

I’d come for the 3rd time in 2 years, this time for good. My assignment was over, so was my work permit, and my girlfriend had bailed 6 months ago. There was nothing left for me in Gibraltar. So I was back in Dwarka to take care of my family.

My wife would join me eventually. But I needed someone to hold my attention. Basically, a girlfriend to keep company while I got acclimated to local conditions. A stirring in my loins reminded me of the petite bird I’d seen earlier. I finished supper and quickly opened a beer before hitting the sack.

Two days passed like a flash. On the third day, I decided to go out and ventured into the kitchen to have some tea before going. The same silhouette as the other day was standing right in front of me.

The small tapering back was dressed in a white blouse. The white cotton saree failed to hide her slim figure. I asked for some tea, and my angel turned around briskly.

It was a vaguely familiar face. She said something, and I instantly recognized her from the voice. It was Yukta. She had been my household maid. I remembered her as the girl with short hair. Snapping back into the present, I addressed her:

Vikas: Yukta! What a nice surprise.

Yukta: I wanted to tell you on the first day, but you had jet lag.

I sat on the kitchen counter drinking a cup of sweet tea while she made evening dinner. Time flew by as we exchanged notes, and she finished her cooking. Yukta was our old driver’s daughter. My family had sent her to school.

At 19, she had an abortion, and at 21, she completed a degree from IGNOU and got married. Nowadays, Yukta has a day job at the Metro station, selling tokens. She cooked at peoples’ houses in the evening to supplement her income.

Vikas: As far back as I can remember, you had a bob haircut.

Yukta: Ya, we went to a streetside barber, and I colored my hair with henna.

So that explained her hairstyle. But I still wanted to know why she had a scarf around her thick, shiny, shoulder-length curls. I realized that I was staring at her. She let me touch her hair.

It felt silky and curly, bringing back memories of how we had puppy love for almost a month during the lockdown. I got goosebumps and tried to shake off the feeling.

She finally told me about the short hair. She’d fried her hair trying to do a global color and eventually got a machine cutting. Since then, she has been getting a haircut now and then to maintain the shape of her hair. Hence the shoulder-length hair with natural layers in the end.

Listening to her story gave me a boner. It had been ages since I had laid a chick, so I was nervous. She took the lead in foreplay and playfully brushed her soft palm on my erection. I was super horny after 6 months of living without sex. It was only a matter of time before I bedded her, I thought.

On impulse, I asked her out. “I can go on a date, but I must warn you that I’m already married,” she said happily. She told me that her husband really didn’t mind her whereabouts as long as she returned home at night. “Yaar, he was in the early 40s when we got married,” she confided.

I got it. Her husband couldn’t satisfy her physically, so he spent as much time away from her as possible. After finishing my tea, I got down from the counter and asked Yukta to come. “You go first. I’ll follow after telling your mom,” she said, adjusting her saree.

By the time I’d reached the colony gate, Yukta had caught up. She had made a ponytail and wrapped a string of white lilies around it. “Your mom gave me the flowers,” she said.

Taking advantage of the darkness, I pressed my nose against her ponytail and smelled the lilies. My cock rose in attention at the silky touch of her hair. She took a back step at the very moment and bumped into me.

We were aroused and called a cab to get to cp. We sat next to each other in the back seat. The driver started driving, and we made out after a long period of separation.

Yukta hadn’t changed a bit since we were together last time. Her ears had one small ring in each earlobe and ‘Yukta’ inked in Hindi behind her left hand.

Vikas: Who did this?

Yukta: A street tattoo artist.

Before I knew what was going on, she wore a black shirt and removed her saree to reveal a denim skirt. She carefully folded her removed clothes and kept them in her handbag. Looking at her svelte figure, no one could say that she was a maid.

Stroking her smooth thighs I offered to pay for a hair spa. On reaching Connaught circus, we left the taxi and went to the nearest salon. Yukta told them to do a concave bob haircut with curtain bangs.

My jaw dropped as she walked out with a bob hanging above the shoulders and curved under her chin. I inserted my hands between her hair and cheeks to hold her pretty face while kissing her.

Vikas: I hope your husband doesn’t find out.

Yukta: He’s too overwhelmed with me to notice anything.

We went home to find my parents asleep. We quietly went up to my room and stripped. Yukta gave me the best blowjob ever while I supported her silky head with my hand behind her occipital bone. We made love like a couple who was meeting after ages.

I don’t know when she left, but she woke me in the morning with a cup of tea, wearing a cotton saree and lilies around her ponytail. Her ponytail was only a couple of inches shorter. Getting up to accept my bed tea, there was only one thing on my mind:

Vikas: I love you Yukta.

She smiled, ruffling my hair with her long fingers.

I’m Kavya, 23 years old, working as a teacher in a public school near Faridabad. Along with that, I also give home tuition to some students. One evening while tutoring one of my students, I saw someone in his house, which shocked me.

The boy I was tutoring his older brother was Rishav. Rishav used to be my classmate for ten years in the school. He used to be a basketball player and was quite a popular kid in his school days. But most importantly, he was a spoiled brat who was always mean to me. He was my bully in school.

There was so much bad blood between us. One day I was in the school bathroom changing for sports practice after school. I came out of the bathroom in my bra and undies and found Rishav was there in the girl’s bathroom.

Rishav was changing in the shared area of the girl’s bathroom. He was completely naked, and I saw his non-erect dick swinging between his legs. This was the first time I saw a boy completely naked. I screamed and went back into the bathroom.

He said the boy’s lavatory was crowded, so he came here thinking nobody was in the bathroom. He did not bother to apologize to me. Instead, he asked me not to scream because he would not tell anyone I had a flat chest. Since then, I started hating him.

After the tuition class, while I was leaving for my home, Rishav saw me and came to talk. I wasn’t interested in saying anything to him, but he was very polite. So, we talked for a while, and we exchanged numbers. I still didn’t trust him, so I had kept my guards up.

We started chatting and sharing our childhood memories. When we started sharing the things we used to fight, I realized how silly most of those things were. Rishav started to walk me home after I tutored his brother.

One day while walking back to my home Rishav asked me about the bathroom incident. At first, I hesitated, but then I told him that he had changed a lot since his school days. He replied that I had not changed a bit, and I still had a flat chest.

I hit him in his hand and pushed him away. He started laughing and said that he was kidding. But I started walking away from him, acting all mad. Rishav came from behind and grabbed me by my waist. His mouth was near my ears, and he whispered and said sorry.

He was so close to me. At that moment, I felt something I hadn’t felt for a long time. I turned around, and his arms were still around me. I grabbed his head and gave him a tight kiss. He did not respond to my kiss, so I stopped.

I felt ashamed, so I said sorry and ran away from him. He didn’t say anything, nor did he follow me. We used to chat every night before sleeping, but that night he didn’t text. I was thinking about that kiss and was unable to sleep.

At 11 PM, Rishav texted me and asked me to come out of the house. I looked out of my window to find Rishav standing outside my apartment. I sneaked him inside my flat before my landlord could see him.

Me: What happened? What are you doing here?

He was looking at me with those big black eyes without uttering a word. He came close to me and grabbed my face, and gave a tight kiss on my lips. It was very erotic. I started kissing him back and sticking my tongue in his mouth.

We fell on the bed and started kissing while lying on the bed. He was touching me all over my body. I could feel my pussy getting wet. After making out for a few minutes, we laid down on the bed, looking at each other’s eyes.

Rishav then stood by the bed and took off his shirt. His abs were looking as if they were carved on his body by a sculptor. He grabbed my hands and made me touch his naked body. Feeling his body was giving me nipple chills.

I opened the button of his pants and slid it down. I saw that his dick was semi erected. I took it and kissed the tip of his dick.

Rishav: Do you want to taste it?

I took his dick in my mouth and started sucking it. In no time, his dick was completely erect. I managed to take only half of his dick in my mouth. Rishav then grabbed my head and shoved his entire dick deep inside my mouth.

I could feel his dick reaching up to my throat. He was gagging and choking me with his dick. I was unable to take a breath, so I pushed him away. I saw that he was smiling and enjoying it.

Rishav: Did you like the taste of my cock? Do you want me to choke you again?

Before I could reply, he again shoved his entire dick in my mouth. He kept on fucking my mouth. When he was done, he asked me to suck his balls too. So, I did what he asked for. I was also giving him a handjob, along with taking his balls in my mouth.

Rishav then made me lay down on the bed and started undressing me. He took off my pants and found out that I was not wearing any undies. My pussy was clean, shaved and was already wet. Rishav got excited with that, and without wasting any time, he started eating me out.

His tongue was going in every direction inside my vagina. I started squeezing my boobs in excitement. I couldn’t manage to handle Rishav for long and squirted my vaginal fluid right on his face.

After I cum, I laid down and closed my eyes to catch my breath. But Rishav was at the peak of his excitement and didn’t want to stop. He slid between my legs and started rubbing his dick on my vagina. I knew he was going to fuck me, so I grabbed him by his waist.

Me: I’m a virgin. I can’t take your dick. It’s huge.

Listening to that, Rishav got a huge smile on his face.

Rishav: I love virgin pussy. Don’t worry, baby. I will be gentle.

Rishav pinned me down on the bed with his weight and slowly started penetrating his dick inside me. I started to feel a little pain. His dick was huge and was not penetrating inside my tight pussy. So, he applied little force, and half of his dick slipped inside my pussy.

It was so painful that I screamed. I grabbed his waist and tried to push him away, but he was stronger than me.

Me: Take it out! It’s very painful. I will die.

Rishav shut my mouth and stopped me from screaming.

Rishav: It will hurt for the first time. I’m going to release you from this pain.

Rishav didn’t stop. He kept on penetrating until his entire dick was inside me. Then he took out his dick and again penetrated it inside my vagina repeatedly until his dick started to slip smoothly in and out of my vagina.

I was in a lot of pain, and I could see my vagina was bleeding. My mouth was shut, but I was crying in pain. That was making him even hornier.

Rishav: You don’t know Kavya, but I wanted to fuck you for many days. Tonight, I will not stop until I’m completely satisfied with you.

Rishav kept on increasing his speed with every stroke. He was continuously sucking my nipples and biting on my boobs. After some time, the pain was gone, and my screaming had turned into moaning.

His dick was penetrating deep inside me, and I could feel his dick touching my womb. Soon I felt a current running through my body. My eyes rolled back up, and it felt as if my soul was coming out of my body through my vagina. With a blast, I squirted my cum all over Rishav.

Rishav: Yes, baby. Cum for daddy. I want to make a mess on daddy’s cock.

Rishav started fucking me like a mad bull. After a few seconds, I cum again even harder. Rishav looked incredibly happy, but I was completely exhausted. Rishav had not yet climaxed and was still going on.

Rishav: I want to cum inside you, baby. Daddy wants to breed her little girl.

Me: No, not inside.

I wanted to resist, but I was exhausted, and Rishav was stronger. He did not listen to me. He cum inside me and filled my womb with his seeds. After he climaxed, he laid down on me. I was pinned down on the bed by his weight. His dick was still inside me, and I was feeling his hot cum flowing inside me.

That night we slept together, completely naked in each other’s arms. In the morning, I saw my pussy was swollen and was covered in dry cum. I didn’t wake up Rishav and went for a hot shower. I came out of the shower and found that Rishav was awake.

When he saw me, he took me in his arms and kissed me. He was still naked, and I could feel his morning wood brushing on my legs.

Rishav: Why didn’t you wake me up? I would have joined you in the shower.

He took off my towel and made me naked. He penetrated his dick inside my swollen vagina and started fucking me in a standing position. Then he picked me up and took me back to the bathroom. I gave him a blowjob while he was taking a shower, and then we had shower sex.

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Narrated by Swati

Main hairaan rah gayi papa aise kaise bol gaye uncle ke hote hue. Tabhi uncle bole: Ha-ha-ha, haan, aise kamzor na samjho hum uncle logo ko, ki do glass piya nahi aur ludak gaye.

Main: Hmmm, aap logo ka to theek hai par main bore maarungi na.

Uncle: Are woh kyu? Khel rahi hona tum bhi.

Main: Aap log to aise khel rahe hai jaise ki cricket ka khel ho jaldi se jeette haarte bhi nahi. Aur mujhe nahi lag rahi ki main ab iss khel mein jeetne wali hun.

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! To aisa karo tum biriyani banane ke liye pyaaz mirchi wagayra sab taiyaar kardo.

Main papa ke kandhe par hath maarti hui boli: Oho! Aap log yaha taash khelo, daaru piyo, maze karo aur main khana banaun, huh! Aapke sapne mein!

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! Theek hai theek hai, to tum batao kya kare?

Main: Koi aur khel nahi jo jaldi khatam ho aur mazedaar ho?

Uncle: 3 patti khele kya?

Main: Usme kya hota hai.

Aur fir uncle mujhe 3 patti khelne ke niyam batane lage. Kuch 5-minute hue jab papa apni glass khatm kiye bole: Achcha ek kaam karo tum ise batao khel ke niyam. Main jakar ek aur bottle le aata hun.

Ye sunte hi uncle ke chehre par ek muskaan aa gayi aur main samajh rahi thi ki woh kyu. Unhe ab mere sath thoda waqt jo milne wala tha.

Papa uthe aur apne kamre ko gaye. Uuncle papa ko dikhane aur sunaane ke liye aur bhi dhyaan se mujhe khel sikhane lage. Papa kamre se nikle aur fir mere paas aakar bole: Beta tumhe kuch chahiye?

Main hasti hui boli: Ha-ha-ha, haan 4 bottle vodka le lijiye!

Papa mere kaan ko pakad bole: Woh nahi badmaash kuch aur chahiye kya poocha!

Main: Aaa. mazaak kar rahi thi papa! 2 can x-y-z drink le lijiyega.

Papa: Chalo theek hai main aata hun.

Papa ghar se nikle aur darwaaza band kar chal pade. Kuch palo ke bad uncle bole: Waah ab jakar gaya tera baap.

Main gusse wali shakal banati hui boli: Hmmm kya?

Uncle: Are matlab tumhare papa, ha-ha-ha!

Main: Hmmm waise aapne jhoot kyu bola papa se?

Uncle: Kya?

Main: Ki aapne aunty se kaha aaj late honge aap.

Uncle uthkar mere paas aakar baith bole: Kyu ki main soch raha hun ki aaj main yahi time kaatu tumhare sath.

Main: Woh nahi ho payega, papa ke rahete bilkul nahi.

Uncle meri jangh par hath rakh bole: Kyu woh kya tumhare sath akele maza karne ki soch raha hai?

Ye sunn main hairaan rah gayi. Ek pall mein samajh gayi ki woh mere aur papa ki saari baat sun liye the. Fir bhi main anjaan hoti hui boli: Kya kya bol rahe hai aap?

Uncle: Sab sunn liya tha maine mujhe bhagakar poori raat maza karne ka irada hai baap beti ka hmmm!

Aur fir unhe dekh boli: To kya chahte hai aap?

Uncle apne hath ko meri dress ke neeche se andar le gaye aur main unhe rok na paayi. Woh apna haath meri choot ke upar ke halke baalo par sahlate hue bole: Wahi jo tumhare papa tumhare sath karne ki baat kar rahe the.

Main: Par papa…

Uncle: Woh tum tension matlo tumhare papa ko main sambhaal lunga.

Main: Waise unhe in sabke bare mein pata chala to woh ye bottle se aapka sar phod denge.

Uncle sahlate hue apni ungliya meri choot ke upar le jaane lage aur bole: Ha-ha-ha! Aisa kuch nahi hoga. Bas tum rasta khol do apne taraf se baaki main dekh lunga.

Main: Par kaise?

Uncle apni ungliya meri choot par ragad kar bole: Rasta kholo to sahi pahle.

Main samajh gayi. Aur kyu ki unki ungliyo se mujhe bhi maza aa rahi thi to main dheere se apni janghe kholdi. Woh apni ungliyo se ab meri choot ki honto ko sahlate hue bole: Aise hi Swati bas aise hi tum raasta khula rakhna baaki sab main dekh lunga.

Ye kahkar woh apni ek ungli meri geeli hoti choot mein dheere se dhakelne lage. Meri choot khulti hui unki ungli ko apne andar lene lagi. Mere chehre se ghabrahat hat gayi aur honto par masti bhari halki muskaan aane lagi.

Uncle: Maza aa raha haina?

Woh agle 2–3-minute meri choot mein apni ek ungli dheere-dheere andar-bahar ghusate nikalte rahe. Main maze leti hui sofe par peet tika kar baith gayi. Fir woh apni ungli bahar nikale aur mujhe dikhate hue ungli chaat kar bole: Mmm, daaru ke sath sabse badhiya chakhna hai ye.

Main unki baat par muskura gayi aur boli: To fir ungli se kyu le rahe hai?

Main ek hath se apni dress uthayi aur dusre hath ki ungli se choot par ishara kar boli: Yahi se chakh lijiyena.

Uncle daant dikhate hue hasne lage aur bole: Ye hui na baat.

Woh meri tango ke beech floor par apne ghutno par baith meri jangho ko pakad phailaye. Fir meri aankho mein aankhe daal apne muh ko meri choot ke paas le gaye. Main unhe dekhti rahi aur woh meri aankho mein dekh meri choot ke dane ko jeeb ki nok se tatolne lage.

Masti ki lahar mere choot se meri paaw ki ungliyo ke kone-kone tak daud gayi. Main halki siskar marti hui apni janghe aur faila gayi. Uncle samajh gaye ki mujhe kaafi maza aane lag gayi hai. Woh apni jeeb meri choot ki dono taraf ki honto par daudane lage.

Mere neeche ki honto se apne hont milakar meri choot ko choomte hue mujhe woh madhosh karne lage. Kuch hi palo mein unki jeeb meri choot ke andar apni raah banane lagi. Main apni ek hath neeche le gayi aur ungliyo se apni choot ke honto ko unke liye failakar dene lagi.

Woh apne jeeb ko jitna andar le ja sakte the le kar chaatne lage. Choot se masti nami bankar unke liye nikalne lagi. Woh meri aankho mein dekh use chaat-chaat kar mere kaam rass ka swaad lete gaye.

Kuch der uncle aise hi karne ke baad meri jangho ko neeche se pakde aur upar uthane lage. Woh choot ko chaatte hue aur neeche jana chahte the aur main unki madat karne ke liye apni janghe upar uthati gayi.

Woh dheere-dheere apni jeeb ki nok se rekha kheechte hue meri choot se neeche meri gand ki ched par pahunch gaye. Main masti mein choor hoti hui unhe apna sab kuch dene ko vivash ho gayi.

Main unhe chidane ke liye boli: Aap sachme kitne gande ho uncle.

Uncle apna muh hata liye aur bole: Offo aise mat bolo na.

Main: Ha-ha-ha kyu? Aapko sharm aa rahi hai?

Tabhi ghar ke bahar kuch halchal sunaayi dene lagi aur main jhat se unhe door karti hui wapas theek se baith gayi aur boli: Papa aa rahe hai shayad uthiye!

Uncle uth khade hue aur hadbadate hue wapas apni jagah ja baithe. Bas 2 pal hi hue ke darwaaza khula aur papa andar aane lage. Main chain ki saans li ki baal-baal bach gaye.

Papa andar aate hue bole: Chalo jaldi ho gaya, aur sham hoti to time lagta counter par.

Fir papa mujhe dekh bole: Tumhare maathe par itna paseena kyu hai? Ha-ha-ha, teen patti seekh ke haalat kharab ho gayi kya?

Uncle: Ha-ha-ha haan uske dimag mein theek se ja hi nahi raha thi.

Main: Nahi nahi aisa kuch nahi main samajh gayi.

Papa jhole mein se bottle table par rakhe aur meri batayi energy drink mujhe dekar bole: Lo tumhara.

Main use lekar boli: Ye hui na baat ab aap logo ke beech main pyasi nahi rahungi.

Papa aur uncle dono mujhe dekhne lage, aur fir papa bole: Ek kaam karte haina. Khana bana lete hai, uske baad baaki ki sham shuru karte hai. Warna mujhe peene ke baad zyada kaam karna pasand nahi.

Main: Hmm theek hai. Waise biriyani to aap hi banayenge na?

Papa: Haan tum pyaz wagayra sab kaat do beta.

Main apni drink table par rakh uth khadi hui aur kitchen ko jaati hui boli: Ok papa aap uncle ke sath baitho main tab tak sab kar dungi.

Papa uth kar apne room ko gaye aur main kitchen ko. Kitchen ko aati hui apni choot aur gand mein ragadti geelepan ko mehsoos kar main palat kar uncle ko dekhi. Woh bhi mujhe dekh rahe the to maine aankh maardi aur kitchen ke andar chali gayi.

Main jald hi apne kaam mein lag gayi jab papa apne room se nikal aaye. Woh ab shirt aur lungi pehne hue the, unhe dekh uncle bole: Are waah, tum to madrasi ban gaye, ha-ha-ha!

Papa unke bagal wale sofe par baith kitchen ke taraf mujhe dekh bole: Ha-ha-ha! Isme zyada raahat milti hai.

Uncle samajh gaye papa kya kahna chahte hai. Par papa nahi jaante the ki ab uncle ko hamare bare mein sab pata hai.

Uncle bole: Haan woh to sahi kaha ek dam khula khula sa.

Papa: Ha-ha-ha! Haan, waise tumhe bhi chahiye kya? Hai mere paas.

Uncle ek bar mujhe dekhe aur fir papa se bole: Haan kyu nahi, waise bhi shayad aaj der ho jaye yaha.

Papa uncle ko lekar apne kamre chale gaye. Main khadi sochne lagi ki ab kya, mere papa aur uncle dono hi lungi mein bindaas mere samne. Ye to khatre ki baat thi mere liye. Lekin isi baat se meri choot mein uttejna ki gudgudahat bhi ho rahi thi.

Kuch der baad papa aur uncle bahar aaye. Main kitchen se dekhne lagi to uncle mujhe dekh Sharmate hue lungi pehan kar aa rahe the. Papa aur uncle wapas apne jagah baith gaye aur taash khelne ke sath yaha waha ki baate karne lage.

Kareeb aadhe ghante baad main apna kaam khatm ki aur papa ko awaaz lagayi: Papa hogaya!

Papa uthkar mere paas aagaye aur bole: Chawal bhi dho dhena na, uske baad baaki sab main kar lunga.

Main mudi aur neeche ke shelf se chawal nikalne ke liye jhuki. To papa mere peeche aakar khade ho gaye aur meri dress uthakar meri nangi gand par hath rakh sahlane lage.

Main jhuki awastha mein hi mudkar deemi awaaz mein boli: Papa, uncle!

Papa peeche dekhe aur bole: Nahi waha se use nahi dikh raha.

Main: Uff abhi nahi papa unhe dikh gaya to?

Papa meri baat na sune aur apni ungli chaat kar geela kiye. Aur wapas meri jangho ke beech se meri choot ko peeche se geelepan ke sath sahlane lage. Mujhe maza to kafi aa rahi thi par seene mein ek ghabrahat bhi thi.

Par papa bindaas daant dikhakar muskurate hue meri choot ko sahla rahe the. Kuch der baad woh hate aur apni ungliyo se meri choot ka swaad chakhte hue bole: Jaldi se use pilakar sula deta hun.

Main: Haan par khana bhi bana dete hai, khakar araam se so jayenge. Fir main aur aap…

Main ye kahti hui chawal nikal kar dhone lagi aur papa apne kaam mein lag gaye. Kuch hi der baad main chawal dhokar khatam ki aur boli: Hogaya papa ab?

Papa: Ab tum jakar baitho. Nahi to woh yaha aa jayega.

Main muskurati hui papa ke gand par hath maar kar waha se nikali aur wapas living mein jakar baith gayi. Mujhe dekh uncle ke chehre par kisi bachche jaisi muskaan aa gayi. Woh turant bole: Ab hum khele kya?

Main: Haan chaliye.

Uncle turan uthkar mere bagal aakar baith gaye. Main papa ke taraf dekhi aur fir uncle se boli: Aap wahi rahona, papa kitchen mein hi hai.

Uncle: Are koi baat nahi, woh to wyast hai apne kaam mein, hum kyu na apna khel khele.

Ye kahte hue woh apna ek hath meri jangh par rakh diye. Main firse papa ke taraf dekhi aur fir uncle se boli: Uncle abhi nahi.

Woh apna hath meri dress ke andar le jane lage to main unke hath ko pakad hatakar boli: Papa dekh sakte hai samajhiyena.

Ispar woh papa ko dekhe aur fir apna wahi hath mere peet ke peeche le gaye aur bole: Ab nahi dikhega.

Ye kahte hue woh meri dress ko peeche se pakde aur kheechne lage aur bole: Thoda sa utho.

Main papa ko dekhti hui apni kamar thodi si upar ki. To woh peeche se dress ko kheech kar upar leliye aur apna hath meri gand ke neeche legaye. Main jaise hi kamar wapas rakhi.

Unki ungliya meri gand ki daraar mein chali gayi. Woh iska fayda uthakar apni ungliyo se meri gand ke ched ko choone lage. Ek taraf papa aur yaha ye uncle in dono mardo ke harkato se main pareshaan to thi hi. Lekin sath hi ek alag si maza bhi thi in sabme.

Uncle neeche apni ungliya hilate hue meri gand ki ched par sahla rahe the. Main unse boli: To kya aap ek hath se tash kheloge?

Uncle: Haan, tum bhi. Tabhi to khel barabari ki hogi.

Ye kahte hue woh apne dusre hath se mere hath ko pakde aur apne lungi ke choor se andar lekar apne khule lund par rakh diye. Unka lund firse tann chukka tha aur use hath lagate hi mere hath use apne aap hi jagad li.

Main: Uncle… papa!

Uncle: Shhh kuch nahi hoga, ghabrao mat.

Ye kahte hi woh apni ugli meri ched mein dhakelne lage. Main halki dard aur maze mein sihar uthi aur unke lund ko kass kar dabagayi.

Uncle: Thoda dheel dona.

Main: Nahi.

Uncle: Are beta ghabrao mat woh nahi dekhega.

Unka lund mere hath mein dhadak raha tha aur ye jaan mere andar bhi uttejna umad rahi thi. Main thodi si aage uthi aur unki ungli ko aur andar jaane ka rasta mill gaya.

Unki ungli jitni ho sake mere andar ko dhass rahi thi. Main maze aur papa ke dekhne ke darr ki uttejna mein unke lund ko dheere-dheere hilane lagi. Uncle ki ungli mere andar chubh rahi thi. Main unke lund se khel rahi thi.

Agle 1–2-minute yahi hua jab papa kitchen se awaaz diye: Swati zara idhar aana.

Main apne hosh sambhali aur isse pahle ke papa hamare taraf dekhe main uncle ke lund ko chor uth khadi hui. Aur papa ke paas chali gayi.

Papa apne kaam mein lage hue the to main unke peeche pahunch poochi: Haan papa?

Papa mudkar mujhe dekh bole: Zara woh chicken dho dhoge kya?

Main: Haan ok papa.

Main fir apne kaam mein lagti hui sochne lagi ki chalo uncle se filhaal chutkara mila. Par aisi baat nahi thi ki mujhe in sabme maza nahi aa rahi thi par bass papa se pakde jaane ki baat thi.

Kuch 5–10-minute lage aur main apna kaam khatm karli aur boli: Papa hogaya.

Papa bhi apna kaam khatm kar apne hath dhone lage to main poochi: Hogaya kya?

Papa mere taraf mude aur fir living ki taraf dekhe. Fir dabe paaw mere paas aate hue mere hath ko pakad kitchen se lage store room ke taraf le jate hue bole: Kyu na ek choti si break lele?

Main muskurati hui boli: Par papa…

Main aage kuch bolti isse pahle hi woh meri hont par ungli rakh mujhe chup kiye aur store room ke andar le gaye. Main store room ki light on karne hath badayi to papa mere hath ko pakad bole: Nahi band hi rahne do.

Store room kafi patli hone ke karan zyada jagah nahi thi par itni thi ki chup kar hum dono maze kar sakte the. Bahar kitchen se aati roshni ke karan andar thodi bohut dikh rahi thi.

Par tabhi papa darwaza band kar diye aur bole: Band kar deta hun kahi woh aa gaya to dekh na le.

Ham dono ab andhere mein the aur mere hath mein unke hath the. Na main unhe dekh pa rahi thi na hi woh mujhe.

Main unse poochi: To ab kaisa break chahiye aapko?

Mere kandho ko woh apne hath se dbate hue mujhe neeche baithate hue bole: Aisa.

Kuch dikh nahi rahi thi. Main neeche baithi aur fir papa kuch karne lage aur fir mere gaal par unka tanna hua bhari lund takrane lagi. Main aage kuch na poochi aur unke lund ko apne muh mein lekar khane lagi.

Kabhi choosti to kabhi apne sar ko aage peeche hilati hui use apne muh mein chudwane lagi. Kuch der baad papa bole: Kitna mazedaar hai ye, Ashok bahar baitha hai aur hum yaha chup kar aise.

Main lund ko muh se bahar nikal hath mein hilati hui boli: Hmmm aapko ye soch zyada maza aa raha hai na papa?

Papa: Haan bohut.

Main unhe aur uksaakar maza dilaane ke liye boli: Sochiye agar woh abhi hame dhoond kar aa gaye to kya hoga?

Papa ko ye sunn kafi maza aa raha tha. Meri baat par unka lund mere hath mein halke jhatke de raha tha.

Papa: Haan pakde jayenge hum dono.

Main unke lund ke muh par jeeb pherti hui boli: Sochiyena papa, kitna khatra hai isme, samaaj mein hum dono ki izzat girr jayegi.

Papa ka lund poora tann kar loha banne laga meri iss baat par aur fir woh bole: Nahi aisa nahi hoga!

Main unke lund ko achche se hilati hui boli: Kyu uncle boldenge sabko ki aapki beti aapka lund choos rahi thi.

Papa: Nahi woh ye sab kisi se nahi kahega.

Main: Kyu?

Papa kuch na bole. Par agle hi pal awaaz aayi ki papa store room ke darwaze ko khol rahe the. Aur uske khulte hi darwaze ke uss taraf uncle muskurate hue khade the.

Main uncle ko dekh chaok uthi aur fir papa bole: Agar hum use bhi shamil karle to shayad woh kisi se kuch nahi kahega!

To be continued.

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I was surprised to learn that my mallu milf teacher Beena was actually a lesbian! Wow! It became more sexy to me. Beena masturbated thinking about me and my dick even though she was a lesbian. All that time she was flaunting her navel and cleavage to me in the class, she was a lesbian all along.

I might have turned her to liking men. I can’t tell Remya any of that.

Remya continued.

Remya: She was always like a mother to me. We both have been in a relationship for about 4 years. Don’t misunderstand me. But recently, I notice her changing. Even small changes like wearing fancy panty to college.

She paused.

Remya realized that she was with Beena’s student. She laughed and continued.

Remya: You get what I am saying, right? I don’t know what is happening to her. It’s not that she is becoming a bad partner but she is changing. That’s all.

I wanted to yell to her face that I was the reason Beena has changed. But I didn’t want their relationship to break. I had already pictured a threesome with Beena and Remya!

I had to interrupt her and make her jealous in some sort of way.

Me: She has been so nice to me for the past couple of months. She is very patient with me and teaches me very effectively. If only all the teachers were nice and caring like Beena was.

The facial expressions on Remya’s face changed for a second. She tried to change the topic and asked me about my relationships. I replied that the one I had broke off and that it didn’t even cause any sexual events between me and my girlfriend at that time.

Remya drank from her bottle of water and continued about her relationship with Beena. It was clear that now she saw me as some kind of threat to her relationship. She whispered in my ear that Beena was awesome in bed with all the scissoring and pussy-licking.

Imagining my mallu Queen Beena doing it all to Remya made me hard!

Beena came back from the kitchen with tea and Remya went to freshen up. Beena asked me to follow her to her room with the books.

Beena: Remya would be doing her work on the living room table. We shouldn’t disturb her. I sat next to her and she started teaching me.

That day, I wore my pants a bit lower to my waist exposing the elastic on my underwear saying “JOCKEY” out loud. And I purposefully wore a tight t-shirt that barely reached till my waistline.

In between the class, I raised my hand as if I was stretching and exposed my underwear and abdomen to my milf teacher. I saw her taking a peek when I faked closing my eyes when stretching.

Suddenly, things took a turn. It was as if Beena had decided to start teasing me. She grabbed the nightie with a whole palm at the crotch and crumpled it. She pulled it hard and made her butt cheeks clearly definable through the nightie. She gave me a question to solve and said that I would be rewarded if I solve it within five minutes.

I was engrossed in the question and in finding the answer. Through the corner of my eye, I saw my unmarried lesbian teacher rubbing her pen in between her legs. She cannot be more obvious that she wanted me.

I stopped solving the question and placed my hand on her inner thigh. Beena looked at me and was speechless. I rubbed the inside of her thigh gently.

Me: Ma’am, do you know something?

Beena: Tell me.

She was getting turned on.

Me: I didn’t write notes during your class. All I ever thought about was your sexy butt. Do you remember the first special class? I rushed to the bathroom. Do you want me to tell you what happened?

Beena was not surprised. She was getting horny by me rubbing her thighs. I continued to tell her.

Me: I masturbated in the washroom that day. To be honest Beena, every day after the classes, I rush to the bathroom to masturbate imagining the ways I would fuck you. (My voice got lower and lower as I spoke.)

Me: Beena, did you know that I followed you that day to the teacher’s washroom and I cummed on your panty? Did you know that I was enjoying every second alone with you?

My Kerala milf teacher blushed and her hips started to move in a similar way when a woman’s pussy gets pleasured by a cock. My pinky finger touched her pussy through the nightie. And played along the length of her pussy lips.

Beena moved the chair back and stood up. She turned away from me. I thought she was upset with what I did but she was up to something. She bent over and removed the panty she was wearing. She crumpled it and brought it to my nose.

Beena asked, “Do you like it, da?” I nodded. The wet red panty she was wearing was actually a thong. My horny teacher stood next to me, with her breasts towering over me. She asked me to open my mouth. I obeyed. She put that thong in my mouth.

Beena: Oh, my big boy. Do you want me to tell you something?

Me: Yes.

I mumbled through the panty in my mouth.

Beena: Remember when you went to the washroom in between the first special class? You were taking too long, so I came to check on you and all I hear was you moaning my name and masturbating.

Remember that day I was sweaty when you returned? I had to rush back before you came out from the washroom. The same day I gave you a problem to solve and went outside with the excuse that ‘I wanted to stretch’. Guess what happened? I actually went to the physics lab and locked myself in.

I lifted my saree and removed the panty I was wearing and saw that I got wet after listening to you masturbate thinking about me. That was when I realized that you actually had a crush on me and you loved helping me.

(I didn’t expect that these many events would have happened. Beena unbuttoned my t-shirt.)

She didn’t stop. She continued.

Beena: I knew you would follow me to the teachers’ washroom. I knew it was your cum on my panty. I actually licked it clean before putting it back on. I wanted you to know that I wanted you so bad when I said that ‘I am gonna get that big boy’ in the washroom. It is because of your attention I started to take care of my beauty in a better way.

(I slid my hand under her nightie and traced her inner thigh.)

Beena: Do you know how hard it is to hold back with a hard cock in front of you? I was fed up with your teasing and wanted you and your cock all for myself.

I was beyond turned on. I unzipped my pants with my left hand and stroked her ass. I reached into her ass cheek and spanked her.

I noticed a pair of eyes spying on us through the crack in the door. It was Remya. She was watching the whole thing. My eyes went down on her and saw that she was rubbing her pussy through the shorts she was wearing.

To be continued in the next part.

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