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Hello all, I am Madhan. I hope you all are doing good. Today I will share how my erotic desire with Simran was fulfilled.  She was my office mate with a waist of 27, a bra size of 34, and a back of 36.

Simran and I joined the company on the same day, and it was a special moment for us as we both were freshers. Simran is more intelligent than me and very focused. In short, her performance is better than mine.

I accept the fact that she is better than me at work. But it is not a roadblock for me to grow in my organization. I always think about the long-term.

I got the training from Vedika Mehta (The first name changed). She is a Gujrati girl and married. Her training is not good because her focus is on the stock market, and she messes with the training. On the other hand, Simran got training from other guys. They support Simran in training because of her sexy figure.

I don’t want to raise my voice on Vedika because I have been seen huge profits in the stock market. She knows about technical analysis. She is earning from the stock market, getting a monthly salary. That raised my curiosity to learn about the stock market.

I started to learn both things from her. I picked office work a little late because the rest of the team members supported Simran. But they didn’t support me when it was required.

Over a year, I learned the stock market from Vedika, and we both became good friends to fuck buddies. We both used to fuck thrice in a week. I learned many good things from Vedika.

I have seen the corporate culture over a year and understand how the appraisal happens. I realized that working hard in the office can’t earn increments. So I decided to balance my work-life with the office and the stock market.

Vedika used to help me initially. But she left the job because of her pregnancy. Initially, I burnt my fingers in the stock market. But later, I started to see the good rewards over a year. My colleagues started to notice my lifestyle. I started to wear branded dresses, bought a Pulsar, and applied expensive perfume.

I started to attract married colleagues in the office. I used to give good gifts to them. I used to have sex with my female colleagues as I stayed alone in my flat at a good location. I became a brand in the office, and my office mates started to respect me. It’s all because of my secondary source of money.

Over 4 years, I bought a flat with stock market profits, and Simran was surprised by it. She knew my family background was not strong. But she assumed my salary was higher than hers. She started to talk about my salary with my office mates and manager.

She assumed my manager had given me more hikes despite her hard work.
She tried to break my payroll password to view my payslip. My relationship with Simran was bad as she saw me when I kissed Vedika. She was aware that I fucked Vedika and another married colleague.

She didn’t like me, and she always said that I was dirty and unethical. I didn’t take her words seriously because I have studied the corporate culture. Later she married, but still, she is hunting for my payslip.

One fine day she saw my payslip. But her problem is that how come I earn more money and maintain a good lifestyle. I told her about the stock market, but she denied to trust me. Then, I showed her practically how I earn 30K in two days in shares.

She was impressed and started to have a good and respectable conversation with me. I started to flirt with her, and initially, her response was not good. Later she started to feel shy when I praised her body.

She has been my crush for a long time, but she never entertained me. I diverted her mind towards the stock market. But I have wild intentions with her, and I have an opportunity to make with her on the bed. I started to give gifts to her.

One day I gave a bra and panty as a gift. She was surprised by the gift as it’s cost more than three thousand rupees. She never wore expensive lower clothes in her life, and she wanted to try them.  That night, she messaged me.

She: Nice gift. But very expensive.

Me: Nothing is expensive for you. Did you like it?

She: Yes, but how come you know my size.

Me: You are my crush! I know your shape.

She: Haha. I never wear expensive lowers.

Me: Wear it tomorrow and send me the pic.

She: No, I won’t send the pic.

Me: Send the pic without face.

She: No, I can’t do it. Take your gift back.

Me: Ok. Wear it tomorrow. I don’t want a pic.

The next day, she wore the lowers which I gifted to her. She looked happy and said it was comfortable. But she didn’t share the pic with me. But I understand she has a motive for me and accepted my gift. Next time I gave expensive fragrance to her. She was happy about it.

Again next week, I gifted another set of red bras and panty set to her. I demanded Simran send a pic of the red lower set. She said no, and I showed my disappointment with her. But after two days, she sends the pic of her in bra and panty.

It’s a clear message for me to grab her. But still, she is not allowing me and breaking the tone on sex talks. I started to teach her the stock market and helped her in profits. She was feeling good with profits. I started to pressure her for sex. She doesn’t have affairs, but I know she started to like me.

I used to see her cleavage daily, and we used to have dirty chats at night. But she couldn’t dare enough to cross the line for an affair. One weekend we both went to a movie. I kissed and pressed her boobs. Initially, she was scared, but later she allowed me for kisses and boob pressing.

After that, we both started to have dirty sex chat late at night. I used to ask her boobs pics. She used to show her nude boobs. Then I started to share my dick pic with her. I placed her in my comfort zone, but still, she wasn’t ready for action.

I desperately need her in bed because she is my first crush in the office. And I had been waiting for her for 4 years. I started to teach technical analysis like support & resistance, Trend Reversal, Candle formation, etc. She was quick to learn the things, but I was not getting her cunt.

So finally, I asked her to visit my flat for stop-loss theory over a weekend. But she didn’t come to my flat. I started to request her, and finally, she agreed to visit my place.

I was excited and shaved my dick hair. She came to my room in a tee and jeans. But she didn’t allow me to touch her. She was asking me to teach the stock market. I started the training, and I made it interesting. But I couldn’t train her on live data because of the weekend.

I touched her boobs during the training, but she immediately took a step back.
I smiled and said, “You are looking hot. Let’s do the serious action.

She: No, Madhan! I am married can’t do sex with you.

Me: I am going to marry next year. Come, let’s do it.

She: No, don’t ask it. We are good friends.

Me: We can do it. See my bulge. It’s jumping inside.

She bit her lips and started to look at my boxer with lustful sight. I reached near to her and held her hand. She smiled, but she was nervous. Her 27 waist size made me hungry, and I realized the best opportunity. I kissed her forearm. She blinked her eyes. I pushed her towards me and hugged her tightly.

She started to respond and hugged me. I kissed her forehead, but she pushed me back and said, “No, Madhan! It’s not fair.” Then she started to walk towards the door. I don’t want to force her, but I feel like riding her pussy soon somewhere in my mind.

She was close to the door. Suddenly, she turned her head and said, “I am leaving now.” I quickly removed my tee and said.

Me: Let’s think again.

She inhaled and didn’t say anything and gazing at my bare chest. I hugged her and said, “Trust me, I will use protection.”

She: Show me the Condom.

Me: I picked it up in my short pocket and put it in her hand.

Smiled but she gave it to me and said bye. But I know she is interested in me. I decided to push her to the next level. She raised her hand to unlock the bolt at the top of the door. Suddenly, I raised her other hand and removed her tee from the back.

She is looking awesome with a pink bra and jeans. I can see her black panty over her jeans. She was nervous, and I moved her hair aside and kissed her on the neck. I moved my hands on her sexy waist and slowly kissed her neck. Her hands were started to rub my hands, and she started to groan.

I moved my hands down, removed her button, and unzipped her jeans. I touched her panty, and it was wet. She was not stopping me and allowing me to touch her panty.

Her moans were like, “Madhan, no. Please, I am married.” I started to rub her pussy over her panty, and her moans became loud. I intentionally touched my standing dick to her ass and rubbed her pussy over a panty. Then I whispered.

Me: Pussy is wet.

She: Please leave me.

Me: I love to touch your bare pussy.

She: Ah, Leave me.

I moved my fingers inside her panty and touched her pussy.

She: Aah, Madhan.

Me: It’s wet and beautiful. Can I taste it now?

She: No.

I pushed my index finger inside her cunt.

She: Ah! Fuck me.

Me: Not so early, baby! I want to kiss your cunt.

She: Fuck me, Madhan.

Me: I love to kiss your cunt and make you wet.

She: I never experienced it. Will you kiss on my cunt?

Me: Your hubby never kisses on your pussy?

She: No. He never touches my pussy.

I was happy after hearing those words from her. I pushed my index finger further in her cunt and made her moan. Then I removed her jeans and panty in one go. Her shaved pussy is awesome with a pink head. I removed my boxer and stood nude in front of her.

Me: Pink pussy is tempting.

She: Don’t stare. I am feeling shy.

Me: See my dick. It’s uncontrollable.

She inhales.

Me: Touch my dick.

I took her hand and parked on my dick. “How do you feel, baby?”

She: It’s nice.

Me: Only nice?

She: It’s big.

Me: Only big?

She: It’s thick.

She cleared her throat and said, “It’s huge. Will it go inside my cunt?

Me: It will. Why? Are you a virgin?

She: My hubby’s dick is a normal size.

Me: It will go. Make my dick wild with a blowjob.

She: I never gave a blow till now. I don’t like it.

Me: Awww! You can’t escape now.

Then I hugged her tightly, and we both started our lip lock kiss. We both were kissing passionately and exchanging our saliva. Our tongues got twisted, and I unhooked her bra buttons. I slowly removed her bra strap on either side of her shoulder.

She is nude, but we didn’t break our kiss. Her nude boobs touched my bare chest, which boiled my blood to another level. We broke our kiss. Later I started to kiss her neck and chest part. I touched her boob, and it was very soft. I started to press one boob with my hand. I slowly suck her other boob.

She put her hands inside my hair and moaned. Her moaning noise made me hard, and I bit her nipples at one go. She moaned and started to rub my skull hard. I started to suck her boob one after the other. Then I moved down with my tongue.

I reached her pussy and touched her pussy with my tongue. She shivered when my tongue touched her pussy. She pulled me up and locked my lips with her lips. She was kissing me passionately. I started to press her ass cheeks. She broke the kiss and hugged me.

She: Go down and kiss me.

Me: You want it?

She: Yes, I am desperate now. Kiss, lick and fuck me.

Me: Would you give a blowjob?

She: Kiss me first after that.

We both walked into the bedroom. I pushed her on the bed and spread her legs broader. Her pussy is wet with a pink head. I started to press her pussy softly.
I started to lick her upper lips, and she started to moan like crazy. Her hands went inside my hair and pulled my hair hard.

She raised her waist while licking her pussy. I rapidly increased the speed, and she was pulling my hair and pushing me hard towards her pussy. She cum and did not stop her moans. I licked her for some time and stopped it. Then I asked her for a blowjob. She said no, but I pushed my dick inside her mouth.

She was licking and sucking my dick softly. I pushed her head to and fro while she sucked my dick. She couldn’t take my full dick. But she was sucking it nicely. I cum inside her mouth. It’s a huge cum, and she swallows my cum and kisses my dick.

She: Fuck me now.

Me: Wait. Let me cum again.

She: Fuck me and cum on my face.

Me: you love to cum on your face. I am jealous of your hubby. He might cum every day on your face.

She: He never cum on my face. It’s my fantasy.

Me: It’s the first time you taste the cum?

She: Yes.

Me: You love it?

She: Yes, fuck me. Please fuck.

Then I put on a condom and spat on her pussy. I spat hard and started to rub her pussy with my dick. We both were in missionary posture, and I held her palms tightly. I slowly started to put pressure on her cunt. Her cunt is very wet, and my dick is going inside without much trouble.

She was screaming and biting my neck. She holds my palms tightly and raises her legs. My chest was landed on her boobs, and I urged my dick inside her cunt. Her moans were louder, and my dick went inside her cunt. After that, I started to and fro shots in that position.

Rapidly I increase the to and fro shots and enjoy her bad moans. It’s an awesome feeling and worth waiting for her. Her 27 length waist was under my body, and I was crushing her boobs. She started to sweat, but I didn’t stop to and fro shots for close to 10 minutes.

Later I took a break for some time then we both started to fuck in doggy style. I pulled her hair hard and fucked in doggy style for some time. Then she asked me to leave. But I fucked her ass and filled her ass with cum. And later, I fucked in a missionary position.

I cum on her face and boobs. And I cum on her bra and panty. We fucked for 1.5 hours, and she left the room wearing a wet bra and cum. I never thought I was going to enjoy myself with her. Later I thought about the stock market and guided her.

After two weeks, she stopped her affair with me. Later she was pregnant and resigned from the job. But still, she is earning good money in the stock market and doesn’t depend on her hubby.

I hope you enjoyed the story and kindly provide feedback at [email protected]. You can also read my other storyhere.

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Hello ISS readers, my name is Rajat. I am an Indian boy, but I am living in Bahrain. My age is 24, and I am a pure bottom boy, and I always fantasize about being with older and mature men. I don’t like guys who are less than 30 years of age.

Let me first tell you about me. I have a very slim and smooth feminine type of body. I have small boobs and a tiny round ass. Sadly, in Bahrain, there aren’t many decent men available on dating apps. The majority of guys are from the Indian, Bangladeshi, or Pakistani labor class, who are just looking for some ass to fuck.

I always get disappointed by messages from these types of cheap people. But if they are neat and clean, then I don’t mind getting banged by them. So it was valentines evening, just before the pandemic (February 2020), and I was getting very bored and horny.

I was checking all my dating apps but wasn’t finding anyone to date with. Finally, one message popped up on Grindr, and it was from an uncle. The profile said “top with a place” and the age was mentioned 45. I got excited and responded to it. He mentioned, that he was from Pakistan and working as an AC technician.

Further, he posted his body pics, which were just mind-blowing. He mentioned that he stays all alone so he is always at the place. He wanted to date me, and he was insisting me, that I could visit his place and spend a good time together. I was resisting him, as he was Pakistani, and I didn’t know if he would be decent or not.

He kept on flooding my inbox and requesting me again and again. He was asking me about my likes, and said that-

Uncle: I will only do whatever you like, and wouldn’t force you.

After his repeated requests, I finally responded to him and said that-

Me: I need to see you first. Then only I will decide.

He immediately dropped his WhatsApp number. I saved it on my phone and checked his DP. He looked like a typical uncle, just as I prefer. He would be my dream uncle, with a beefy hairy body. Then I dropped a ‘Hi’ message, and he made a video call.

He looked more rough in the video than in the picture, which made me turn on. Then he mentioned his name, which was Lala. He started speaking in Hindi/Urdu-

Lala uncle: Dear, please give me one chance.

His voice was making me go to him. Then he dropped his location. I asked him if he could pick and drop me. To which he refused, as he wasn’t having a car. His place was about 5-6 kilometers from me, and I had a direct bus from my area to his place.

He requested to me that I could take the bus. After his repeated requests, I fall for him and told him that-

Me: We can meet in the evening.

The evening was very beautiful and cold weather, which was making me horny. Lala uncle was continuously messaging me, asking when would I reach there. I was so upset, but very excited also. Around 6:45 I boarded the bus, and told him,

Me: I am on the bus.

Around 7:10 I reached the bus stop and called him. He was so happy, and he guided me where to come. His place was just 2-3 minute walk away from the bus stop. Then he mentioned his building number, and he was waiting down there. He looked much beefy in real.

He was wearing a typical Muslim/Pathani white kurta. His room was on the second floor. It was an ordinary apartment (slum kind), and I was scared. He kept walking the stairs without saying anything, and I kept following him. Then he unlocked his door, and it was just a small room with a mattress spread on the ground.

Lala uncle seemed clean and decent on video, but in reality, he was just a labor class guy. But I had no choice, and I knew, that I was going to be banged. Then he closed the door and gave me a nasty smile. I was feeling scared, as this could be the biggest mistake of my life.

Lala uncle dragged me towards him and started kissing me. I requested him to kiss only below the neck, and he politely accepted my request. He started kissing my neck and gently started to chew and bite it. Slowly and steadily, he started moving his hands over my boobs and back.

I was enjoying it now. The way he was caressing my boobs and back, was just amazing. Then he removed my t-shirt and went mad looking at my smooth chest. He also removed his kurta, and his hairy beefy chest was just the way I like.

He was huge taller than me, making me feel feminine. I removed my jeans, he removed his pajamas, and now he was fully naked in front of me. I was in my undies. His dick was sleeping, but still too much thick. I was scared that, when it’ll get erected, I won’t be able to handle it.

Then he started chewing my nipples and started biting them. I was loving the way he was playing with my boobs. I moved my hands down and took his dick in my hands. It was so thick, that I was facing difficulty in handling it.

This was the first cut dick I ever saw and handled in my life. I had sex with Indian uncles till now, all with uncut dicks. Lala uncle slowly started moving down, and he was becoming a hungry animal. He started kissing, chewing, and biting my whole body.

Then he again turned to my boobs, gave a quick bite, and again went back to my navel. He became crazy and was roaring while biting me. My chest was already red, and my boobs were fully covered with his love bites. He then turned me and started kissing my neck and back while pressing my butts hard.

By this time I was giving him a hand job, and his dick was turned to a monster snake. His dick was at least 8 inches long and very thick. I was nervous, and I thought of not allowing him to do anal. He started crazily kissing and biting my back while pressing and spanking my butts.

I then asked him to lay down on the mattress, and he followed my order. Then I went down and placed a kiss on his dick head. I slowly started taking his big dick in my mouth. I couldn’t believe, what I was doing. His dick was so thick, that I had to open my full mouth, and even then only half of it was going in.

I sucked his cock for 5 minutes, and then I sat on his chest. I was sitting on his chest with my ass straight in front of his mouth and reached again to suck his cock. Now I was sucking his cock, and Lala suddenly kissed on my ass hole.

This was unexpected for me. I was thrilled with his kiss on my hole. He started licking my hole, while I continued sucking his cock. His licking and biting my butts made me go mad, and I was ready to become his bitch.

He didn’t hesitate to continue licking my hole for a longer time. None of the earlier sex encounters gave me this feeling, and I was so thankful, that I met Lala on valentines eve. After around 15 minutes, I stopped sucking him and asked him to get a condom.

He was surprised as he wasn’t having a condom, and I was so stupid that I also didn’t carry one. He was so polite and gentle, that he was fine if I didn’t allow him to fuck me. But I was so horny and slutty, that I became a doggy in front of him and asked him-

Me: Lala, aa jao, aur chadh jao mujh par. Ab meri gaand maaro please.

He smiled and happily made my hole wet with his saliva. I was so scared, as this was going to be very rough. Lala pointed his dick right on my hole. Then he spanked my butts with his dick, and gave my hole a gentle massage, as he was a pro in fucking ass. He gave a stroke, and his dick got inserted inside my ass.

I shouted out loudly, as it was so thick dick. Then I said-

Me: Arre marr gaya. Nikaalo isko please.

Lala listened to me, and he removed his dick from my ass. I was crying, but still, I wanted to satisfy Lala, and get banged like a bitch. I breathed for a while, and then Lala asked-

Lala: Koi sex film dekhni hai kya? Mood ban jayega.

I nodded yes. Then he switched on his old tv, and it was having an old-fashioned CD/DVD player connected. Lala put one of the CDs from his collection, and it started a gay movie. It represented a similar submissive boy, with an older daddy. I was laying in Lala’s arms while watching the movie.

After around 15-20 minutes, I started again feeling naughty, and Lala knew he had played well. Then Lala said-

Lala: Jaanu neeche let jao, main tumhare upar chadh jaata hu.

I was eagerly waiting for it. I slept with my stomach down and ass up. Then Lala pointed his dick again on my ass-hole, and he slept over me. In this way, I knew, that I had no way to escape. Lala applied some force, and this time his dick head easily entered my ass.

I again cried in pain. But Lala had no effect on him this time. I shouted again-

Me: Please isko nikaalo.

Then Lala replied: Jaanu dekho kuch nahi hoga.

He gave one powerful stroke, and his half dick went inside my ass. I started feeling blackout in front of my eyes, but Lala had no plans to stop. Lala gave another stroke, and this time I think his full dick entered my hole. Then he slowly started giving strokes, and I was biting the pillow in pain.

To reduce my pain, I was trying to watch the gay movie going in front. But Lala’s strokes wouldn’t allow me to look anywhere. In 2-3 minutes the pain started reducing down, and I started enjoying Lala’s dick in my ass. Lala was in full rhythm and increasing his pace.

I also started pushing my ass on Lala’s dick, as we were syncing up. Lala loved the way, I was letting him use me. After around 5 minutes, I moaned-

Me: Lala mujhe kutti jaise chodo. Randi hu main teri, tum gaand maaro meri.

Lala knew, that now I was enjoying. So he happily got away from me. I got up and became doggy in front of him. Lala again pointed his dick towards my ass-hole, and this time more than half dick went in my ass in the first attempt. It pained a lot, but I really wanted to be banged in the doggy style.

Then Lala started increasing his pace, and I was moaning in pain and pleasure. Lala was roaring crazily like a lion. I couldn’t believe, that I became a bitch for that pathani guy. After a few minutes, Lala stopped. I thought he was done, but I was wrong.

Then Lala told me: Jaanu peeth pe let jao, mujhe tumhara chehra dekhna hai gaand maarte time.

I felt shy but obeyed him. I slept down with my back down and face up. Lala took my legs on his shoulders, and this time his dick could easily enter my hole. My hole had become like whore with his huge thick dick. Lala fucked me in that position for another 5 minutes and then asked me-

Lala: Jaanu paani andar chodh du kya?

I was already his bitch, so I nodded and said-

Me: Lala teri randi hu main. Meri gaand tere paani se bhar de.

Lala increased his speed rapidly and moaned heavily as he released deep inside my ass. He slept over me for a while, and then gave me a satisfying smile. I then got up and grabbed some tissue papers to clean my body and ass.

Then lala told me: Jaanu main yaha pe akela rehta hu. Tumhara jab dil chaahe, tum aa sakte ho. Mere sath pasand nahi, to apne dost ko yaha laa sakte ho, koi masla nahi hai.

I was feeling so embarrassed. My hole was stretched like anything, by his thick dick. Then I got dressed, adjusted my hair, and Lala gave me a bye-slap on my butts.

After that, I met Lala many times, and also many other uncles. I hope I can post all my stories, and hope you guys liked my story. If you liked the story, and you are a mature uncle, and you want to meet me, then you can contact me at:

[email protected]

Hi friends, indru tamil kathaiyil nanbanin amma udan nadantha kama kathaiyin thodarchiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, aunty en veetil soli ennai aval veetile thanga vaika thitam potal.

Pinbu en veetilum ivalavu kenju ketkiraargale endru ennai vinoth veetile thanga vaithu vitargal.

Indru iravu sema matter iruku endru enninen, aunty ennai kama paarvaiyil paarthukonde irunthaal. Naanum avalai kama paarvaiyil thaan paarthukonde irunthen, engal iruvarukum naduvil irukum kama uravu vinothku theriyaathu.

Iravum mutton thaan sapitom, en kotaiyil vinthu nirambi irunthathathu. Mutton sapital moodu athigamaaga irukum, kanjum athigam varum.

Ungalaal antha vithai veli etramal oru mathiri irukum epozhuthu neengal vinthai velieatrugireergalo appozhuthu thaan nimathi kidaikum. Irandu velaiyum mutton sapituvitu naan sema bothaiyaaga irunthen, vinothku soli koduthukondu irunthen, appozhuthu nanban amma engal roomku vanthu vanthu sendraal.

Pinbu paal koduthaal, naan antha paalai suvaithukonde auntyai paarthu rasithukondu irunthen. Aval mulaiyai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukondu irunthen, auntyum ennai kathal seivathu pola paarthukondu irunthaal.

Pinbu vinothku meetham ulla irandu unit mudithuvitu iruvarum paduthu uranga aarambithom.

Epadiyo iru unitum mudithu vitu avanidam nee athigam practice panathe ithu varai practice panathu pothum paduthu nandraaga thungu appozhuthu thaan exam nandraaga pana mudiyum endru soli avanai thunga vaithen. Enakum tiredaaga irunthathu athanaal sirithu neram padukalam endru paduthen, antha padukai enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu.

Ithil auntyai paduka vaithu oothal eppadi irukum endru ninaithukondu irunthen, ipadi ninaithukondu irukum pozhuthe apadiye asanthu thungi viten.

Nal iravu 2.30 irukum appozhuthu yaro ennai ezhupuvathu pola irunthathu. Naan kangalai thiranthu paarkum pozhuthu athu nanbanin amma, enai kai pidithukondu vinoth roomil irunthu veliyil azhaithu sendraal.

Aunty en kaiyai pidikum pozhuthe en sunni nangu viraithu vitathu, ennai neraga motai maadiku azhaithu sendraal. Angu yarume ilai mani iravu 2.30 maniku yar vizhithukondu irupaargal anaivarum urangikondu thaan irupaargal. Angu sendru aunty vaa chelam endru ennai kati pidithu ithazhil oru kiss seiya aarambithaal.

Naan auntyai irukamaaga kati pidithu ithazhil oru kiss seithen, ippozhuthu mathiyam ennai kiss seithathai vida nandraaga kiss seithaal. Iruvarum kathalargal pola kiss seithom, pinbu aunty aninthu irukum nightyai kayatinen. Nanban amma ullle ethuvum aniyamal iruthaal, nila velichathil aunty udambu sexiyaaga therinthathu.

Auntyai paduka vaithu aval mulai kaambai sappa aarambithen, muthalil mulai kaambai sutri sutri naki vitu pinbu sexiyaaga mulaiyai urinthu sappa aarambithen. Haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa aunty mulai perithaaga pazhuthu irunthathu, paduthu irukum pozhuthu innum perithaaga mulai irunthathu. Iru mulaiyaiyum pidithu thadavikonde sappinen.

10 nimidathirkum mele mulaiyai sappinen, pinbu angu irunthu thopuluku vanthen. Thopulil oru kiss seithu vitu keezhe vanthu thudaiyil mutham seithu nakal nakikonde kuthiku sendren.

Pundaiyai neraga nakamal ootaiyai sutri sutri nakiviten. Pinbu pundaiyai naka aarambithen, athil neer athigamaaga suranthu irunthathu athai muzhuvathum urinthu kudithen.

En naakai pundai ootaikul vitu vitu eduthen, pinbu aunty pundai mun sathai irunthathu athaiyum urinthu sapinen. Aunty moodu thangamal haaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmm haaaaaaaaaa chelam haaaaaaaaaaaa endru munarikonde irunthaal. En thalai mudiyai pidithu kothivitukonde irunthaal, naanum kuthiyai nakuvathai viduvathaaga ilai.

Auntyum kuthiyai nakuvathu pothum endru sola vilai, athanal 20 nimidamaaga aval kuthiyai nakinen appozhuthu moodu thalaiku eri aunty pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu. Pundai vinthai muzhuvathum vaaikul urinthu kudithen.

Pundai kanju muzhuvathum kudithu vitu mendum athai naki viten, aunty pundaiyil vinthu varum pozhuthu en thalaiyai irukamaaga pundaiyil vaithu azhuthikondaal.

Pinbu aunty ennai kiss seithu ithazhai sappivitu ennai paduka vaithaal, en ithazhil irunthu kiss seithu konde keezhe sela aarambithaal. Naanum dress muzhuvathum kayati vitu nirvaanamaaga paduthu irunthen. Aunty en maarbu kaambai vaaiyil vaithu uriya aarambithaal, haaaaaaaa haaaaaaa maarbu kaambai sapinaalum sugamaaga thaan irukirathu.

Iru maarbu kaambaiyum sappi sugam koduthaal, iru kaambaiyum naakal nindi nandraaga sappi suvaithaal. Enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu puthu vitha sugamaag irunthathu, iru kaambaiyum sapi vitu avalum en thopulil vaai vaithu nakinaal. Haaaaaaaaa kusuthu di endru solinen, avalum sirithukonde mendum thopulai nakinaal.

Pinbu naan seithathum polave thudaiyil irunthu naakal nakikonde vanthu suniyai mutham seithaal. Kotaiyai nandraaga nakinaal, pinbu sunniyai neraga oombamal porumaiyaaga sunni munaiyai vaaiyil vizhungi oomba aarambithaal. Naan mutton saptu irunthathaal sema moodu irunthathu, aunty sunniyai vizhungi munaiyai naakal nakinaal.

Sunniyil vinthu varum ootaiyai enaku ithu thaan piditha idam endru soli naakai sunni munaiyai naki vitu urinthukonde oomba aarambithaal.

Inbamaaga irunthathu oombikonde irukum pozhuthu sunniyil vinthu varum sugam vanthathu. Iyo ena athrkul moodu eari vinthu vara pogirathe endru ninaithen, aunty enaku azhaithen aval oombuvathai niruthi ennai paarthaal.

Naan kiss vendum endru keten? Aval udane sirithukonde en ithazhai sappi kiss seithaal. Pinbu mendum sunniku sendru vizhungi oombinaal, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa sugathil ena seivathu endre theriya vilai aunty thalai meethu kai vaithu thadavikoduthen. Sunniyai nangu vizhungi oombum pozhuthu moodil suniyil vinthu aunty vaaikul sendrathu.

Aval vaai muzhuvathum en vinthu thaan irunthathu, anaithu vinthaiyum aunty urinthu kudithaal. Pinbu en arugil nirvaanamaaga paduthaal, naan aunty arugil paduthu natchathirathai paarthu rasithen, naan intha nalai marakave maten di chelam endru sonen. Aunty naanum maraka maten da ammu endru aunty solinaal.

Sirithu neram rest eduthom mendum en sunni viraika aarambithathu, athanaal naan auntyai meendum sex seiya aarambithen.

Aval mulaiyai pidithu thadavinen pinbu aunty mendum en sunniyai sappinaal, sirithu neram sapinaal pinbu aunty meethu eari paduthu kuthiyil sunniyai viten. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ena sugam ithu, autny methu paduthu ooka aarambithen

Aunty en soothil kai vaithu sunniyai kuthi meethu vaithu azhuthinaal, inbamaaga irunthathu auntyai oothukonde thaan irunthen. Pinbu aunty ennai paduka vaithu en meethu eari sexiyaaga guthithu ooka aarambithaal. Aval soothai naan pidithukondu ooka viten, guthithu oothu aval pundaiyil vinthu vara vaithaal.

Enaku eppozhuthum irandam murai vinthu varuvathu kandinamaana vizhayam, sexiyaaga avalai oothukonde irunthen. Enaku cow nilaiyil ooka aasaiyaaga irunthathu, aval idam soliyathum cow nilaiyil kuthiyai ooka kanbithaal. Aunty kuthiyil miga sexiyaaga oothu sunni vinthai kuthiyile irakinen. Cow nilyil hardcore sex seithen.

Apadi hardcore sex seiyum pozhuthu aunty haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa hmmmmmmmmm endru veriyaaga munarinaal. Kanjai kuthiyil irakuvathum oru thani sugamaaga thaan irunthathu. Vinthai vaaiyil irakuvathai vida kuthiyil irakuvathu thaan athiga sugamaaga irukum.

Kanjai irakivitu iruvarum dress aninthom, naan ethum satham kanbikamal auntyai kiss seithu vitu vinoth arugil sendru paduthu uraninen. Nalai kaalai vinoth ezhunthu examku sendru vitan, ennai aunty avanai collegeku anapivitu pinbu ennai ezhupi bed coffee koduthaal. Bed coffee kodukum pozhuthu ennai kiss seithaal.

Hey vinoth enge avan collegeku sendru vitan, apaidye auntyai ezhuthu padukai meethu paduka vaithu suniyai udane kuthiyil vitu matter adika aarambithen.

En sunni udane hulk pola viraithu vitan, athai aunty kuthiyil vitu verithanamaaga oothu vinthai aunty kuthiyil oothu iraki avaludan paduthukonden. Andru matume auntyai 5 murai vinthu vara oothen. Aduthu vaaipu eppozhuthu kidaikum endru kathukokndu irukiren, enathu kama kathaiyai padithatharku nandri, vanakam.

Hello, It’s not unusual for me to get emails, especially from hot horny Milfs. People care to write a few lines to me when they enjoy reading about my experiences. Some ask for tips to seduce. Some very unknown lame ones even ask if they can join me to fuck the lady in a threesome.

However, only a few contacts escalated, asking for my phone number. I don’t have issues with providing it. I know when and how to get rid of them if those contacts turn troublesome.

But the one I’m narrating today is one of the rare cases. A guy asked for my phone number, but our communication got disconnected from the other side after that. This is not uncommon, and hence I didn’t bother.

But one fine evening I got a call from an unknown number. I heard a woman on the other side saying that she had asked for my number. But from the ID, it sounded like that of a male.

However, her voice seemed to be a bit feeble and husky, as if she was mimicking someone else. Hoax calls, too, aren’t surprises for me, so I didn’t bother much. I talked over to see how and where it shall lead to.

She introduced herself as Shahina, a mom of two, aged 5 and another grownup aged 15. What was surprising was her age. She told me she was still 34. As she belonged to the Muslim community, she was married at 18 and gave birth to her first child at 19.

Her hubby was 45 years old, and she told me that he was a pathetic fucker. He fucks her once in three-four months. Even then, he ejaculates within three minutes. We chatted and video called for around two weeks.

One day, she asked me to visit her home as her kids had gone to her mom’s place. I visited her residence. She was in anticipation wearing a nice tight-fit churidar. I opened my arms. She gave me a welcome hug crashing her massive 38DD boobs onto my chest.

I caressed her neck, and she started to go into the mood zone immediately. However, she managed to get back and told me to prepare tea. Meanwhile, I freshened up, washed my face and looked for her. She was in the kitchen making tea.

I went in and grabbed her waist and stood closely for my dick to feel her ass. I felt her firm and round ass. She turned back, wearing a killer smile. She looked so cute that I couldn’t resist kissing her lips. I kissed all the while when the tea was boiling out there.

It also made her get boiling. It was evident how she sucked my lips as if she would eat it all. By the time I started to knead the boobs she had sensed, she could no longer go on and broke the kiss. “Oh. You fired the woman within me. It’s been a long, long time since I kissed like this.”

“Is just the kiss enough?” I asked her with a smile.

“Let’s have tea, and then we shall start,” she said.

We started to have tea. I gulped a sip and went towards her lips to pass on the tea from my mouth into hers. She had it and said, “Wow, you seem to be very romantic.”

“Not just romantic, I’m also erotic,” I said. “Is it so?” She asked.

In reply, I put my hand into her chudidar and started to feel her boobs. Hers was one of the softest boobs I’d ever felt. But the nipple was already as hard as groundnut.

“Ssss. Aah,” her moans already started, and her hands started to search for my dick. She felt my dick over the pants for a few seconds and then put her hand into my pants.

“It seems you are hiding a nice piece of meat,” she said.

“See it for yourself,” I replied. She immediately unbuttoned my jeans, and there was it, my dick in her hands. She started to stare at it.

“What are you staring at? Haven’t you seen a dick in your life?” I asked.

“Never an uncircumcised one. It looks so complete,” she said while pulling and pushing my foreskin up and down. And then she ran her palm over my balls, saying, “It’s so firm, I love it.”

She looked at me with a wicked smile when I said, “It’s all for you, my babe.” I then bent down to give a couple of licks to my balls. And then, with a single stroke, she ran her tongue from the bottom to the tip. She chuckled, pulling my foreskin up and down.

Her tongue again got into play by circling my foreskin and then took my dickhead into her warm mouth. I grabbed her head, pushed my dick deep in, and started the facefuck, guiding her head for each stroke. She started to hum with each stroke and in between said, “I like it, it like it.”

I shifted my hands towards her boobs and started to press those melons pinching her nipples now and then. It had been around three minutes, and her body started to shiver while she exclaimed, “Aah.” With the same killing smile, she said, “I already got my first one. I’m wet.”

I pulled her pants down, saying, “So let my dick enter your wet cunt.” But she said, “No, no, I want to taste you first. Shoot your first load in my mouth,” and continued to suck me.

Meanwhile, I bent a bit so that I could finger her pussy. It was already leaking wet, and my finger slid in. Starting with slow strokes, I increased the pace of my fingering. She continued sucking as if she had a target to achieve.

After about 10 minutes, her pussy started to flood again. It was also time for me to shoot my load. “Mmmmm,” she let out a moan when I shot into her mouth. She gulped it all and licked my cock once again, and said, “That was a nice load. I was longing to taste such an amount of cum”

She then started to lick my body and reached up to my nipples. She licked it for a while, which made my dick hard again. I pushed her onto the sofa and started to eat out her massive boobs. She grabbed my head and pulled it more and more towards her. “Eat me. Eat me. Bite my jugs. It’s all for you,” she was talkative.

And later, I kissed her, simultaneously spreading her legs. She lifted her legs to my shoulders and held my dick to guide it into her pussy. As my dick slid in, she let out a loud moan. She was very vocal. I heard her moans in different tones with each of my strokes.

After banging her like that for 10 minutes, I took out my dick. “It was good,” she said, panting. Surprised me, I asked her, “You mean it’s enough?” She looked down at my pulsating dick. She said, “I thought you cum.”

“Not this soon bitch. Turn around. Let me enter from behind.”

She turned back, displaying her round ass. I couldn’t resist spanking those. After spending her well making her scream and the body shake. I entered her pussy from behind.

Then I bent forward to access her boobs. Within a couple of strokes in that position, I felt her pussy flooding. The ‘phat phat phat’ sounds filled the room.

I again changed the positions to continue fucking that bitch. After making her pussy leak a few more times, I emptied my balls in her cunt.

And finally, when I pulled my dick out, we both were drenched in sweat, and she was panting heavily. She pulled me to hug me and smooched my lips, and kissed my cheeks and forehead to say, “Thank you. It was wonderful.”

I hope you liked to read this experience of mine. If it provided a few minutes of joy, you could mail your appreciation to [email protected].

Hello friends, I am Rahul, back with another exciting erotic story. Those of you who haven’t read my previous story series, ‘Shivani and Rahul,’ please do read it.

A big thank you to those who read the story, liked it, and commented. I appreciate the responses. Let’s begin the trip.

Due to Corona, the government of India had imposed a nationwide lockdown. Roads within city limits were mostly empty. Highways also had a deserted look. But still, a few vehicles were plying, mostly commercial vehicles. Trucks, tempos and taxis were the only vehicles that one would find on a highway.

If some were carrying goods, others carried people to their villages for money. On 30th March 2020 evening at 6 PM, Rahul started from Pune with his truck carrying medical supplies. His first stop was Satara which was about 115 km away from Pune.

It was one hour since he started his journey from Pune in his new Bharat Benz truck. He played loud music and enjoyed driving on an empty highway with a cool evening breeze hitting his face. That is when he spotted a Taxi with its bonnet open by the side of the road.

Rahul knew that there was a problem. He stopped his truck approximately 60-70m away from the taxi and got down. He approached the taxi to help the driver who was checking the problem.

Rahul: You need any help?

Driver: Yes, I have been fiddling with it for half an hour and still can’t find the problem.

Rahul took a look and tried his best to help the driver.

Rahul: Where are you coming from?

Driver: Mumbai. I was going to Bangalore.

Rahul: Got any passengers?

Driver: Yes, just one. Do you know this route well? Is there a mechanic shop nearby that can help?

Rahul: Due to COVID, everything would be closed. You would find one only in Pune or Satara, that too if you’re lucky. Ask your travel agency owner to send another vehicle.

Driver: I spoke to my owner. We got only 4 vehicles and all of them are booked. A replacement vehicle would come only by tomorrow evening.

Rahul: You informed the passenger?

Driver: Yeah, She got a bit scared when I told her about the situation. She insisted that I keep trying to fix the vehicle. I didn’t even know what was wrong.

Rahul: Let me talk to her. I will help her out. Close the bonnet.

The driver closed the bonnet and called out to the lady sitting in the backseat. Rahul was stunned by her beauty at first glance. She stepped out and walked towards them clad in a blue cotton saree.

She looked fit, fair-skinned, with a small red bindi on her forehead. Her hair was in a braid coming in front of her left shoulder and settling on top of her left boob. She had a pretty face with innocent-looking eyes and a sweet voice.

Passenger: What happened? Who is he?

Driver: He is a truck driver. He saw us as stuck and came to help us out. I don’t know what is wrong with the car, ma’am.

Rahul: My name is Rahul, ma’am. That is my truck. I am on my way to Mangalore. Your driver told me that you’re going to Bangalore. I am happy to help you, ma’am. Just pay me for the trip from Mangalore to Bangalore. I will take you to your destination.

Passenger: No, it’s not needed. I am trying to find a taxi from Pune. Why don’t you call for another taxi? Or, if you know anyone from Pune, you can call them.

Driver: As I told you before, ma’am, a replacement vehicle will be available by tomorrow evening. I have a friend in Pune who drives a taxi, but he refuses due to COVID. There is no chance of finding a mechanic. You can wait till tomorrow or go with him if you are comfortable.

Rahul: Trust me, ma’am, I will drop you safely wherever you want. If the situation were normal, I wouldn’t have even stopped my truck. These are desperate times, ma’am. People need to help each other out. If you need my help, let me know.

After 15-20 minutes of deliberation and with Rahul and the driver explaining the situation, the lady finally agreed to travel with Rahul.

Passenger: How much money do you want?

Rahul: Mangalore to Bangalore is around 350-400kms, you pay me 7000/- ma’am

Passenger: 7000/-! That’s too much

Rahul: I am not trying to make money, ma’am. It’s a truck, and mileage is low. Diesel alone will cost about 10000/- but I genuinely want to help you out, ma’am. That is why I reduced the amount.

Passenger: How much should I pay you?

Driver: You can pay me till here, ma’am. That would be around 4000/-.

Passenger: Ok, fine. Can you help me move the luggage to your truck?

Rahul: Sure, ma’am, you pay him, and I will take care of the luggage.

Passenger: Thank you. How will you go back?

Driver: I will wait here till tomorrow, Ma’am. If you find any mechanic shop on the way that is open, send him to help me out.

Passenger: Sure. Tell me your Gpay number. I will transfer the money.

As the lady was making payment, Rahul had taken her luggage out of the car and was on his way to his truck. The truck’s cabin had two seats, a driver’s seat and one for the navigator/cleaner. Behind the two seats was a bed, 6ftx3ft in dimension.

Rahul placed the luggage, a suitcase, and a bag between the navigator seat and the bed. The lady started walking towards the truck. She got to the midpoint between the truck and the taxi when it started to rain heavily all of a sudden. It drenched her from top to bottom.

She started to run towards the truck, and as she reached the truck, she found it hard to climb. Rahul saw her difficulty and extended his hands for help. She reluctantly held his hand and pulled herself up. Rahul felt like a shiver ran through his spine as her soft silk hands touched his rough hand.

She got on to the navigator seat and closed the door. The rain continued to pour as Rahul started the truck and made a move. A few minutes in the rain had drenched her completely.

Rahul: Ma’am, please change your clothes, you might catch a cold.

Gayatri: It’s ok. I am fine, drive.

Rahul: Ma’am, if you catch a cold, I might get it from you. I can’t afford to get sick. Please change your clothes.

Gayatri: How can I change my dress in front of you? This is why I refused to come with you. Clearly, you want to take advantage of me.

Rahul: I am sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean to offend you. You can trust me. I wouldn’t even touch a prostitute without her permission. I know to respect women. Like I told you, I genuinely want to help you.

Gayatri: I am sorry this is one of the worst days of my life. How can I change?

Rahul: Just above our seats, there are handles. You can tie your saree on either side and make a barrier between the bed in the back and me. Your saree will essentially be a curtain. You can change at the back.

Gayatri agreed and did as she was told. She took off her pallu and tied one end of it on the handle above the navigator seat. Gayatri slowly slid towards the driver’s side while she kept removing her saree little by little.

The cabin wasn’t high enough for a person to stand. So she had to bend a little, and in the process, her soft and heavy boobs hit the back of Rahul’s head. She immediately moved back as she felt her boobs collide. But she still had to tie the saree at the other end.

She again bent forward with her boobs touching the back of his head. But this time, Rahul ducked his head and avoided contact, providing room for her to tie the saree. This small gesture was enough for him to gain a little amount of her trust.

Gayatri settled at the back and opened her suitcase to take out a fresh set of salwaar kameez. She started to remove her wet clothes one by one. The saree was tight enough to act like a cloth hanger. She removed her blouse and placed it on top of the saree.

The sweet smell of expensive perfume hit Rahul and made him involuntarily steal a glance for a brief moment. He saw the silhouette of her shapely breasts with erect nipples. Gayatri had removed her bra and placed it on top of the saree.

Rahul again started to look ahead and drive. Gayatri wore a new bra and then changed into dry salwar kameez. She stayed at the back for another 20-25 minutes, drying and redoing her hair into a braid and then came back in the front.

Gayatri: When did the rain stop?

Rahul: 10-15 minutes ago, ma’am. I opened the windows so your clothes could get dry.

Just then, Gayatri received a call from her husband. She didn’t know what to do. She knew her husband wouldn’t like the idea of her traveling by truck. He would ask her to look for some other mode of transport.

But Gayatri had started to feel a bit secure with Rahul. She was just too tired to look for other options, which were close to none.

Gayatri: My husband is calling. I can’t tell him I am traveling by truck. God! When will this day start to get better?

Rahul: If you want, I can give you an idea.

Gayatri: What is it?

Rahul: Does your husband know that your car broke down?

Gayatri: Yes.

Rahul: Then tell him that you found another taxi taking people to Satara, and you’re on your way to Satara.

Gayatri: Then what?

Rahul: Tell him that you will stay in a hotel as the taxi company would send a replacement taxi only after 3-4 days. So you could reach Bangalore by the 3rd or 4th of April. Or you can tell him the truth that you are traveling with me. Give him my details and say that I am a trustworthy person.

Gayatri: No, I can’t tell him that I am with you. I will use the first idea. By the way, why do you say 3-4 days?

Rahul: Well, that’s the time it will take to reach Bangalore.

Gayatri: What the fuck! You didn’t tell me that.

Rahul: I told you, ma’am, I have to make drops on my way, and my destination is Mangalore. Only after that will I be able to take you to Bangalore.

Gayatri: You didn’t say it will take 3-4 days. I thought we would reach by tomorrow.

Rahul: Ma’am, my truck is at full load at present. It won’t go beyond 40 kmph. I have stops at Satara, Kolhapur, Belagavi, Hubli and Mangalore. It will take time, ma’am.

Gayatri: You should have told me earlier. I would have waited for the taxi and reached home by tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Rahul: I am sorry, ma’am. I thought you would know how long it would take for trucks to travel long distances. By the way, it wasn’t going to be safe to spend an entire day on the highway in the middle of nowhere, and you know that too.

Gayatri agreed to his last comment and proceeded to call her husband. She again followed Rahul’s advice. She spoke to her husband at length and assured him about her safety before she cut the call.

Rahul: Thank you, ma’am.

Gayatri: For what?

Rahul: You went with my first idea. It proves that you trust me a bit now.

Gayatri had a sly smile but didn’t respond to the comment and changed the topic.

Gayatri: So, are you married?

Rahul: Yes, ma’am, it’s been two years now, but no children yet. What about you, ma’am?

Gayatri: I have two kids, one daughter, 9 years old and a 6-year-old son.

Rahul: You have a nine-year-old kid? Unbelievable! You don’t look that old, ma’am. If you don’t mind then can I know your age?

Gayatri: I am 37, and I know I look old.

Rahul: No, ma’am, I thought you would be in your late 20’s. You look young.

Gayatri: Thank you. You look pretty young too. How old are you?

Rahul: I started driving a truck when I was 24. It’s been 7 years now.

They spoke and got to know each other, which helped Gayatri with her trust issues. She started to feel a bit secure in that truck cabin. Rahul was a gentleman but was a man after all. Like every other man, he, too, had a weak heart.

Whenever he looked at Gayatri, his eyes would settle on the small amount of visible cleavage. Gayatri didn’t wear a dupatta. Gayatri had nice big boobs. Rahul would unconsciously have his eyes transfixed on them for brief moments.

She never seemed to notice his glances. But Rahul was a gentleman and stuck only to admiring the beautiful lady that sat beside him. He didn’t flirt, nor did he try to make any moves.

By 10:30, they reached Satara. Rahul stopped at the drop-off point, and two workers started to unload the earmarked items for Satara. It took them 20 minutes to unload. After signing a few papers, they were back on the road.

Gayatri: Aren’t you hungry? I feel like I am starving. Every restaurant seems to be closed due to COVID.

Rahul: Don’t worry, ma’am. I know a dhaba (roadside restaurant). The owner is a good friend. I have spoken to him. Nowadays, he only opens at night and serves only his regular customers.

Gayatri: He is not open for all?

Rahul: No, ma’am, due to COVID, police aren’t allowing him to open. But still, he and his wife are keeping a low profile and catering only to their regulars.

Gayatri: It’s sad how COVID has affected businesses. How long till we reach there?

Rahul: 10 minutes more, and we will be there.

They have been traveling together for close to 4 hours now. Gayatri had removed her saree, which had dried off and placed it in her suitcase. As they reached ‘Rajesh Da Dhaba,’ they could see just one other truck there.

Rahul led Gayatri towards the dhaba. There was a house adjacent to that on the left side was the dhaba. It had a tin roof and was covered by a blue tarp. There was no light outside, but a faint light was visible from the inside, indicative of it being open.

Rahul: See the effect of COVID, ma’am. During a normal day, there would be at least 10-15 trucks lined up here.

The owner’s wife, Dimpy, greeted Rahul and Gayatri. Dimpy was a good-looking brown-skinned plump woman. She was wearing a red and black colored saree.

Dimpy: Finally, you made it. I was waiting for you, and you got company as well. Have a seat.

Rahul: This is Dimpy, and that over there in the kitchen is my friend and her husband Rajesh. This is Gayatri ma’am.

As they sat, Rajesh came out to greet them. Rahul introduced Gayatri to him and told them how they met and how he was helping her reach home. Their 7-year-old son was also there, along with two other men who were just about to leave.

Rahul: What do you have for dinner?

Rajesh: Customers are very few, so I have made a fixed menu. Roti, Paneer sabzi, jeera rice, dal and buttermilk.

Rahul: Ok, you take care of ma’am. I will come in sometime.

Gayatri: What?! Where are you going?

Rahul: Don’t worry, ma’am, you are hungry. You eat. I will check the truck and come. Dimpy, bring a bucket of water.

Rahul went out with the other men who got on their truck and left. About 5 minutes later, Dimpy came with a bucket of water. She placed it near the truck and started to climb the truck. She entered the cabin where Rahul was waiting for her on the bed.

Rahul: How long has it been?

Dimpy: Too long. Shut up and fuck me!

Dimpy got on the back and started to smooch Rahul. As their lips were locked, their hands began to undress each other. As soon as Rahul opened her blouse and bra, he shifted his mouth to her boobs and sucked on her big boobs. He would alternatively suck her boobs.

Dimpy pushed him down and got rid of his pants. She was about to get on top of him when he stopped her and ordered her to suck his dick first. Dimpy reluctantly agreed. She fisted his dick a few times, applying his precum all over his dick.

Then she took the dick’s head in her mouth and sucked on the tip without going any further. Rahul’s 7″ long and 4″ thick cock had become rock hard and was itching for pussy. He gave Dimpy a condom, who placed it on his dick. He pulled Dimpy on top of him.

He lifted her saree to her waist, inserted his dick in her warm wet cunt. He began to bang her from below as he grabbed onto her big ass cheeks with both his hands. Dimpy’s boobs bounced up and down with every shot. Dimpy like pornstar Sabrina Violet had nice massive boobs with large nipples and a big ass.

Rahul had grabbed her ass so tightly that it had made a mark. He fucked her for a while from below, and then Dimpy took over. She moved her hips up and down, allowing his dick to slide in and out of her pussy while she gave her boobs to Rahul for sucking.

Five more minutes later, Rahul had Dimpy pinned down as he kept fucking her at a steady pace. Occasionally, he would stop playing with her boobs, lick her neck, and kiss her delicate lips. They were sweating like a batsman batting on 100 on a hot sunny day.

Rahul kept going for another 6-7 minutes and came into the condom. Dimpy also had her third orgasm. They lay there resting for a while in that tiny truck cabin, breathing heavily with the stench of sweat and pussy juice filling the space.

Dimpy cleaned the bed with her saree pallu. As she needed air, she started to get down the truck in a hurry. She hadn’t buttoned her bra or blouse and had covered her boobs with just her pallu. Rahul was still on the bed, removing his condom.

Dimpy: Hello ma’am, you had your dinner? How was it?

Rahul immediately threw the condom outside and started to get dressed. Dimpy, without any shame, dropped her pallu in front of Gayatri, exposing her wonderful boobs. She started to wear her bra and blouse as Gayatri responded.

Gayatri: The food was very good. I came to take my mobile charger.

Dimpy: Thank you, ma’am. I will help my husband. Rahul, come to have your dinner.

Rahul was a bit embarrassed as he got off the truck only to face an angry stare from Gayatri.

Gayatri: What the fuck are you doing? You fucked your friend’s wife. You bastard, I thought you were a decent guy.

Rahul: Calm down, ma’am. Everything was consensual, and her husband also knew about it. Rather he was the one who suggested it in the first place.

Gayatri: WHAT?!

Rahul: I will explain later. Let me have some food. I am hungry.

Gayatri: Yes, have dinner. You have done a lot of hard work. Huh!

Rahul went to the dhaba and was followed by Gayatri. She came back to the dhaba after 5 minutes with her charger and put her phone on charge. Dimpy served Rahul dinner as Gayatri kept giving angry looks towards Rahul.

After dinner, Rahul spoke to Rajesh briefly and bid farewell to the couple. Gayatri and Rahul got back on the road by 12:30 AM.

The story of Gayatri’s highway fun with the truck driver will be continued.

Hi All. Today I am sharing a short story where I had a one-time fling with a woman I met on Tinder.

This happened during lockdown where there was nothing much to do. So I installed Tinder to pass some time. My profile read “Explorer, avid reader and a good writer.” After a few failed swipes, finally, there was a match. It was Anjali from Mangalore.

We started chatting and talked about our lives. She asked me what I write, what I read, and about my adventures. We talked about the places we visited, the common books we read.

She asked me about my writings. Finally, I confessed my interest in sex stories, and I am an author of sex stories. There was no reply, and I thought Anjali would block me.

A couple of days passed, and there was no reply. Finally, one evening she messaged, “Can you share with me a story you wrote?” I was relieved at least she replied. I shared a couple of stories I wrote, and again there was no reply.

After a couple of days, at around 10 in the night, I got a message from Anjali.

Anjali: Are your stories true?

Me: Some of them are, some of them are fantasy. Did you like it?

Anjali: They are good. I really loved it. Are you as good as your stories?

Me: Do you want to find out?

Anjali: No way I am going to sleep with you.

A few days passed, and our conversations became more sexual. I started sharing my writings and asked her for her feedback. She gave me some honest feedback which helped me to improve my writing. Our friendly chats turned into sex chats, and we were sexting almost every night now.

I learned that Anjali was not a virgin and had few experiences of her own. She had her first sex at 19 and currently had a boyfriend working abroad. They were in different time zones, and the long-distance relationship took a toll on her.

Finally, the lockdown ended, and we decided to meet in a local pub one day.
I met Anjali for the first time, and she was more beautiful than I expected. My heart skipped a beat when I first saw her.

Anjali was 22, studying law and just out of college. She was preparing for a master’s to study criminal law. She was of average height, around 5’7″ and slim. She was wearing skinny blue jeans and black shoes. Her buttocks looked good. She was wearing a sleeveless pink top and a strapless bra.

Her breasts were neither too big nor too small. Her hands were cleanly waxed, and her armpits were cleanly shaved. Her eyebrows were sharply trimmed, and her hair was perfectly cut. Overall she was pretty and well maintained and showed that this girl knew how to look beautiful.

Talking about me, I am Rahul and 5’10. I have an athletic build as I hit the gym regularly. The conversation with Anjali was casual as we had spoken so many times. We both had a beer and were talking about the stress of lockdown.

We spoke for about an hour. I asked her if she enjoyed our sex chats. She playfully replied that I was at least good at sexting. I asked her, “Do you want to find out for real?” She didn’t respond and changed the topic.

After 5 minutes, I told her that I didn’t get a response to my question. She just responded, saying that her parents were home. I knew Anjali was up for it, and I had to make a quick plan. I asked Anjali where she wanted us to meet.

She again dodged the question and said that a so-called experienced person should know all about this. I couldn’t take her home. I was staying at home as well due to a lockdown. I quickly checked if there were any hotels available nearby.

I was able to book a 3-star hotel at the heart of the city. Luckily, I also had a Bangalore address, so getting a room was not a problem. We both had a shot of vodka and spoke for 30 minutes, and once the reservation was confirmed, I asked her if she was ready. She nodded.

I knew Anjali was a confident, headstrong young woman who could make her decisions and knew what she wanted in her life. I liked that quality. We both checked into the room. So here we were, having sex for the first time after lockdown. Anjali quickly undressed and was in her inner-wear.

She proceeded and unzip my jeans and remove my T-Shirt. I knew this was a lady who knew what she wanted. I was in trouble if I didn’t live up to her expectations. We both were in our inner-wear.

Anjali guided my hand towards her breasts. She had her hand around my waist and was smooching me. She was dominant, and I was ready to play second fiddle.

We kissed for some time, and I squeezed her breasts and buttocks. She was moving her small hands on my back. I unhooked her bra. She immediately removed her underwear and my underwear too.

My erect penis was out. I had brought a condom with me. She saw me wearing it and just said, “Good, so you planned this. ” I replied I always have a condom with me. She replied that she had brought a condom with her anyways. I just appreciated how confident, bold and clear Anjali is in her thoughts.

I had her in bed and first had sex in a missionary position. Anjali was guiding me all the while. It was a passionate few hours we had with one another. We both were properly lubricated and tried different positions like doggy style, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl etc.

We had to use 5 condoms after each position, and each time the sex was more passionate than the previous session.  In the end, both were exhausted and refreshed after a long lockdown. We both relaxed for some time, took a shower together and checked out of the room.

She told me she would be taking the morning-after pill to be extra sure. I agreed as our sex was very passionate. We went to the medical store to buy it. I dropped her home and asked her if I was as good as my stories.

She turned towards me and replied, “Honestly, you are better.” I was happy and asked her if I could share this experience. She agreed. I wished her good luck with her law exam.

I wrote this story. She gave her feedback and suggestions, which I am sharing with you. Please let me know your thoughts on the same and write to [email protected]. Please don’t ask for Anjali’s contact which I will not be sharing.

You can read my other story here.

Hi all, Simple boy is here after a long time. Main Hyderabad se hu. Gym jaane ka shaunk bahut hai mujhe, aur main bahut saari ladkiyo aur auntiyo ko chod chuka hu. Lekin ye story thodi alag hai.

Ye story meri aur meri cousin Saba, hum dono ke beech hui chudai ki hai. Saba meri khala ki beti hai, aur uski age 21 saal ki hai. Bahut sundar hai wo, aur ek-dum kareena kapoor jaisi maal hai. Rang ek-dum gora hai uska, aur tight boobs aur tight gaand hai.

Ye baat 2 maheene pehle ki hai, jab hamare ghar mein mere bade bhai ki shaadi thi. Shaadi ke liye sab rishte-daar ek hafta pehle hi ghar aa gaye the. Shabana aunty aur unki beti Saba bhi aayi thi, aur ghar mein sab normal chal raha tha.

Ek din main naha kar apne bathroom se baahar aaya. Main towel mein tha, aur apne kamre mein chala gaya. Usually main door lock nahi karta, aur koi mere room mein without knocking nahi aata.

Mera lund us waqt semi erected tha. Fir maine underwear pehan-ne ke liye jaise hi towel nikala, utne mein Saba andar aa gayi, aur mujhe dekhti hi reh gayi. Maine darr ke maare jaldi-jaldi towel uthaya, aur pehan liya. Wo bhi darr ke maare peeche mud ke bhaag gayi.

Fir shaam ko mujhe WhatsApp pe message aaya-

Message: I am sorry.

Mere paas Saba ka number save nahi tha, to maine socha, ki itni raat ko kon hoga. Fir maine poocha-

Main: Who is this?

Saba: Guess.

Main: Can’t guess, sorry.

Saba: It’s me, Saba. I am sorry for today. I should have knocked the door.

Main: It’s okay, no problem. Agli baar kisi ke door ko knock karna mat bhoolna.

Saba: Okay, Mr. Khan.

Main: Chalo so jao ab. Raat bahut ho gayi hai.

Saba: Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi, baat karo na kuch.

Main: Kyu neend nahi aa rahi?

Saba: Aaj maine jo dekha tha, wahi mere dimaag mein chal raha hai.

Main: Ohh! Wo sab bhool jao. Kisi se share mat karna, aur so jao ab.

Saba: Kisi se share nahi karungi. Lekin tabhi share nahi karungi, agar aap mujhse pyaar karenge.

Main: Kaisa pyaar?

Saba: Waisa hi, jo sab karte hai.

Main: Tum pagal ho gayi ho kya? Tum meri behan ho.

Saba: Main tumhari saggi behan thodi hu. Aur jab ek ladki chance de rahi hai, to tum peeche kyu ho rahe ho?

Main: Aisi baat nahi hai. Kya tumhara koi boyfriend nahi hai kya?

Saba: Boyfriend to hai, lekin uska aapke jitna bada nahi hai.

Main: Acha, tumhe bada wala chahiye? Behuda ladki!

Saba: Haa bada wala chahiye. Maine thaan liya hai, ki pehli baar kisi bade lund se chudwaungi. Warna nahi chudwaungi.

Main: Ye tum kaisi baate kar rahi ho. Hosh mein to ho tum?

Saba: Kyu naatak kar rahe ho tum? Mujhe sab pata hai, ki tum aur Rukhsaar aunty dono chudai karte ho.

Maine meri Rukhsaar aunty ko kayi baar choda hua hai. To ye Saba ke muh se sun kar main bola-

Main: Ye kisne kaha tumhe?

Saba: Mujhe sab pata hai. Wo sab chodho, aur asal mudde par aao. Main kal tumse chudwana chaahti hu. Tum chodoge ya nahi?

Main: Ab tum itni free ho hi gayi ho, to zaroor chodunga. Kitno se chudwaya hai ab tak?

Saba: Chut mein nahi liya abhi tak, sirf oral kiya hai. Lekin chut mein lene ki ichha bahut hai.

Main: Wo to main doonga tumhe kal.

Saba: Wahi to lena hai mujhe.

Main: Kal sab ke sone ke baad mere kamre mein aa jaana. Bra aur panty mat pehan-na, usse time waste ho jayega. Aur mujhe time waste nahi karna hai. Aur yaad rakhna, pehli dafa bahut dard hoga tumhe, to uske liye taiyaar rehna.

Saba: Ohhoo! time waste nahi karna janaab ko. Tum kaho to nangi hi aa jau saiyaan ji? Hum dard bhi bardaasht kar lenge aapke lund ke liye.

Main: Ab zyada romantic matt ho tum, aur so jao. Mujhe bhi sone do, warna kal performance pe asar hoga.

Saba: Acha mere saiyaan ji, so jao aap. Ab kal milenge hum.

Agle din main subha 11 baje uta. Fir main nahaya, aur neeche ke saare baal saaf kiye. Ab mera lund chamak raha tha, aur Saba ki chut ko chodne ke liye betaab tha. Dopahar mein lunch ke liye sab saath mein khaane ke liye baite the.

Saba ab mere saamne thi, aur hum dono ki nazre mil rahi thi. Mera lund tann gaya tha abhi se. Lunch ke baad main thodi der baahar jaa kar dosto se mil kar aaya, lekin mera dhyaan poora raat par tha.

Main virgin chut pehli baar chodne wala tha, aur plan kar raha tha, ki kaise chodu. Maine condoms bhi khareed liye raat ke liye. Ab raat ke 8 baj rahe the, aur sab log dinner ke liye ready the. Sab log saath mein dinner kar rahe the, aur is baar bhi Saba mere saamne thi. Uski aankhon mein alag si hi khushi nazar aa rahi thi.

Lunch ke baad sab rishte-daaro ne thodi der baate ki. Tabhi ammi ne meri shaadi ki baat chedh di. Unhone kaha, ki agla number mera hi hai. Ye sun kar Rukhsaar aunty ne kaha-

Rukhsaar: Isko koi jaldi nahi hai, ye abhi rukega.

Saali Rukhsaar ko lund chahiye tha, isliye aisa kaha tha usne. Fir raat 11 baje sab sone ke liye chale gaye, aur uske baad Saba ne mujhe message kiya.

Saba: Saiyaan ji! Abhi bardaasht nahi hota. Aa jau kya?

Main: Thoda sabar karo. Sab log nahi soye abhi tak. Tum 1 baje mere room mein aa jaana, sab ke sone ke baad. Aur dekh lena, ki kahi koi jaag naa raha ho.

Saba: Theek hai saiyaan ji.

Itne mein mujhe Rukhsaar aunty ka message aaya –

Rukhsaar aunty: Kya kar rahe ho?

Main: Aapko yaad kar raha hu.

Rukhsaar: Haath dard hone lag jayega, isliye zyada yaad mat kar lena.

Main: Aaj nahi hoga haath dard, kyuki aaj ke liye intezaam ho gaya hai.

Rukhsaar: Kya matlab? Kaisa intezaam?

Main: Tumse matlab? Uncle so gaye hai kya?

Rukhsaar: Haa so gaye hai. Wo nahi aate, to aaj main tumhare palang mein hoti.

Main: Aaj nahi hoti meri jaan. Aaj to main kachhi kali ki lene wala hu.

Rukhsaar: Kya matlab?

Main: Saba ki lene wala hu aaj main, sab ke sone ke baad. Saali ki chut mein bahut aag hai. Aaj poori aag bujha doonga main uski.

Rukhsaar: Ya allah! Bachhi hai wo, zara sambhal kar.

Main: Main sambhaal loonga usko. Jaise tumhe sambhaal raha hu naa, bilkul waise hi. Chalo so jao aap ab.

Theek 1 baje mere room ka darwaza khula, aur Saba andar aayi. Aaj hum dono pehli baar private mein mil rahe the. Hamne pehle kabhi ek-doosre ko aankh bhar ke nahi dekha tha, aur aaj bhi nahi dekh sakte the, kyuki sirf night bulb on tha.

Dheemi roshni mein meri Saba ka chehra vaasna se bhara hua tha. Uska chehra keh raha tha, ki main kha jau usko. Fir maine Saba se poocha-

Main: Taiyaar ho naa?

Saba: Isiliye to aayi hu tumhare paas.

Fir kaise maine Saba ko choda, aur uski chut faadi, ye main agli story mein bataunga.

Agar koi aunty ya ladki mujhse chudwana chaahti ho, ya sex chat karna chaahti ho, to mujhe mail kare. Meri mail id hai: [email protected] .

Story kaisi lagi, iski feedback zaroor de please. Agla part jald se jald upload karunga, aapki feedback ke baad.

I hope you all liked the previous part of the story. Continuing from where I ended the first part.

Gayatri: Where will we sleep?

Rahul: There is a toll gate ahead in 30 km. We will be there in an hour. You can sleep on the bed, ma’am. I will park there and sleep on the seat itself. It will be safer there. There are washrooms and bathrooms we will need in the morning. I am sorry, ma’am, you had to see that.

Gayatri: I didn’t see anything. I just heard. Thank god Dimpy was loud, or I would have climbed the truck and seen you two in action. Don’t you have any shame? How can you fuck your friend’s wife?

Rahul: I had given him a loan of 30 thousand ma’am, he couldn’t repay me as his profits are less. He was the one who offered his wife as repayment. I didn’t accept it at first. But then there was no objection from Dimpy as she offered herself to me. For every fuck, I reduce 1000/- rupees.

Gayatri: That’s so fucked up. What if your wife comes to know about it?

Rahul: Ma’am, truck drivers are mostly away from home, sometimes 20-22 days in a month. We have fun outside to satisfy ourselves. It’s a basic need. I have told my wife that I, too fuck outside.

Gayatri: And she agreed?

Rahul: Yes, ma’am. I have also given her full freedom, ma’am. I love her a lot, but like me, she too has needs. I must respect her urges as well. I have allowed her to have sex with whomever she wants when I am not around.

Gayatri: Hmmm. I haven’t seen a man who would allow his wife to be with someone else.

Rahul: She also deserves to be happy. If we both love and trust each other, then whom we have sex with doesn’t matter. It’s just a physical thing. By the way, when did you come, ma’am.

Gayatri: I came when Dimpy was screaming, “Oh fuck! Rahul! Your cock feels so good in my pussy. Fuck me harder, Rahul! I am so glad my husband suggested we fuck. Your such a great fucker.”

Rahul: Wait, so you knew we were having sex with her husband’s knowledge. Then why were you angry with me?

Gayatri: Well, I needed to hear the full story.

Rahul: So you probably heard us having sex for at least 5 minutes. Could you have gone back to the Dhabha?

Gayatri: I needed my charger, so I was waiting outside.

Rahul didn’t push the topic further. He asked her to sleep if she wanted. She went back and lay on the bed.

Gayatri: Did you clean the bed?

Rahul: Yes, ma’am. Did you like the food?

Gayatri: Yes.

Rahul: So the day didn’t end in a complete disaster.

They continued to chat, and in about an hour, they reached the toll gate where many trucks were parked. Rahul reclined his seat and tried to sleep. Gayatri’s head was toward the navigator side door. So when he turned left, he got a bottom-up view of Gayatri, who was lying on her left side.

They chatted for a while. Just as they were about to fall asleep, they heard a bang on the navigator side door. Gayatri got startled and immediately decided to go and check it through the window.

Rahul: Ma’am, wait, let me check.

Rahul knew who it was and tried to stop her. But Gayatri had her head out of the window and saw a lady probably 25-26 years of age. Rahul, too joined her near the window as Gayatri asked the lady what she wanted.

Gayatri: Who are you, and what do you want?

Lady: Who are you? I have never seen you here. Now you guys started bringing girls along with you.

Rahul: Shut up and leave. I am not interested.

Gayatri: What nonsense is she talking?

Lady: How much is she charging? Whatever she is charging, I will charge less. What do you say?

That is when Gayatri realized that the lady was a whore. Rahul again asked her to go away. Rahul and Gayatri came back to their initial positions.

Gayatri: Is she a prostitute?

Rahul: Yes, ma’am, I told you truck drivers are away from home a lot, and they tend to have fun.

Gayatri: She thought I was a whore too. Didn’t she?

Rahul: Leave it, ma’am. Go to sleep.

Gayatri: If I weren’t here, you would have fucked her, right? She would have earned some money.

Rahul: Forget it, ma’am, go to sleep. It’s close to 1:45 AM.

All this was so new to Gayatri. She knew such stuff existed but never experienced this world. She has led a safe, secure, struggle-free life, and here a woman is selling her body for a living. Gayatri became sympathetic to the lady.

But then there was another thought in her mind. The lady was having sex at that moment when she was thinking about her. It started to make her cunt a bit moist and sleep eluded her even when she was dead tired.

Gayatri was now lying on her right, which meant Rahul got a good view of her ass. He admired the beautiful piece of work for a while before drifting off to sleep.

Gayatri’s sex life was almost non-existent, especially after the birth of her kids. She had a job that she quit after her second kid’s birth. Once both her kids started to go to school, she would be alone in her house.

She enjoyed sex. But with her husband being busy with work most of the time, sex had reduced to once or twice a month. Even though her husband was good in bed, he didn’t have time for her. She was starving for physical pleasure.

With no option, she would watch porn whenever she would be alone at home and masturbate herself to satisfaction. Considering her current situation, along with a strange man and knowing a whore probably just a few trucks away getting fucked, made her pussy ache for action.

The wetness increased with every minute. But there was no way for her to release the urge that was building up in her loins. She fought hard to think about other things. Even that didn’t help as her other thoughts were about Dimpy moaning as she was getting fucked by Rahul.

After a lot of struggle and half an hour later, she managed to put a lid on her sexual urge. She went off to sleep only to be woken up by another constant banging sound at 5 AM.

Gayatri woke up and found that another lady had caused the banging. It was still dark. But Gayatri could see her clearly, wearing a shiny saree with heavy make-up and red lipstick while her hair was strewn, indicating she had a few customers. Gayatri woke up Rahul.

Gayatri: Rahul! Rahul! Wake up.

Rahul: What happened?

Gayatri: There is another girl.

Rahul: Ok, wait, I will talk to her.

Rahul came near the window, spoke with the girl, and refused her service. As the girl started to walk away, Gayatri called her back.

Rahul: What are you doing?

Gayatri: Wait! I am sorry. If I weren’t here, he would have enjoyed it with you. I will pay you for the loss. Tell me your rate.

Lady: You are a very strange woman. I charge 1000/- but I don’t want any charity. If you’re interested, say it now or go for the next truck.

Gayatri: Ok, wait, Rahul fuck her and pay her.

Rahul: Are you crazy?

Gayatri: No, you don’t have to change yourself because of me. In the night, you said you would have fucked that lady if I wasn’t there. Go on, have fun. I will wait outside.

Gayatri stepped out. As she got out, she deliberately moved the side mirror inward. The lady went up, but Rahul was still half asleep with a limp dick.

Gayatri’s move had worked, and she could see inside the cabin through the mirror as she stood close to the door. The lady removed Rahul’s pants and started to fist his limp dick and massage his balls.

Rahul: Show me your boobs.

The lady removed her blouse and continued to fist his dick. Rahul reached out and grabbed her right boob, and started to squeeze it. Three minutes in, and his dick had gained full strength.

Lady: Do you have a condom or need one? If you need one, it will cost you extra.

Rahul: I have one. Just lay down.

The lady got into missionary and had her legs spread as Rahul got a condom and started to wear it. He got on top of her and penetrated her. He fucked her hard and fast while holding on to her boobs. Gayatri was watching the entire show and was loving it.

She liked Rahul’s big cock and the way it was sliding in and out of the whore’s cunt. The woman hardly moaned even as Rahul kept banging her hard. It was all mechanical. There was no passion. It was just another dick for the lady.

Rahul moved her sideways, placing her one leg on his shoulder and continued to pump her barely wet pussy. 10 minutes of intense fucking later, Rahul noticed the side mirror, and he could see Gayatri standing outside. Their eyes met through the mirror.

Both knew they were looking at each other. Gayatri had a seductive look as she stared at Rahul, who kept fucking. The thought that Gayatri was enjoying the show excited Rahul further. It became evident by an increase in pace in his shots.

The sound of fucking increased and could be heard clearly from outside. Gayatri’s pussy juice secretion went on overdrive, drenching her panty completely. Their eyes were glued on each other as Rahul continued to fuck the whore for another 5 more minutes. He emptied his load into the condom.

The lady got up and wore her dress as Rahul got rid of the condom. Rahul paid the lady and sent her away. Gayatri climbed onto the truck and went back to sleep without saying a word.

Rahul was perplexed as he expected a conversation. But after a satisfactory fuck all he needed was some rest and fell back into a deep sleep on his seat.

They woke up at 8 as the sun started beaming and the cabin started to heat up. Gayatri just wished good morning to Rahul and went out to use the public restrooms to get ready. Rahul checked his truck and cleaned it. Gayatri came out fresh from the restroom after a bath and wearing a new pink-colored saree.

But unlike yesterday, today, she had her saree tied below her navel, exposing more of her sexy midriff and belly button. Rahul admired her beauty as she walked towards him. He asked her to wait as he went away to use the facilities, and by 8:45-9 AM, they were again on the road.

Their second stoppage was at Kolhapur, 90 km away from their current location.

Gayatri: I am hungry? Where is the next restaurant?

Rahul: There is a place about 15-16 km away just outside Karad, but I don’t know if it will be opened. We will be there in the next half an hour.

This was the only conversation they had had since they woke up till they reached their next stop for some breakfast. In the morning, Gayatri had got a call from her husband while Rahul was in the restroom. She lied to him, saying she was in a hotel in Satara waiting for a replacement cab.

The sexual desires that had crept in since last night had taken a back seat. The realization of her being a mother of two made her feel a bit ashamed of her sinful fantasies. She decided to keep them hidden.

The restaurant was closed as most of them along their journey were. But there was a small convenience store that was open. The owner was an old guy in his mid 50’s. Gayatri bought a lot of biscuits, chips, a couple of bread packets, jams, water bottles, bananas etc. Rahul got himself a few packs of cigarettes.

Gayatri and Rahul ate a few slices of bread and had a banana each sitting inside the truck. A couple of dogs barking grabbed their attention. Both looked out together to find one dog getting on top of the other and starting to fuck.

Rahul: Animals are lucky when it comes to sex. They have no fear of society or anyone else, can fuck anyone and anywhere. If only humans had their kind of sexual freedom.

Rahul thought that after what had happened this morning, Gayatri wanted some action. But he found her a bit distant and deliberately made a provoking statement. It did affect Gayatri as she started to contemplate her sexual desires, which started to resurface.

Her needs kept eating her from inside. They finished having their breakfast and were about to get going. She finally made up her mind that she would break all the shackles and enjoy the trip. As Rahul started the truck and placed his hand on the gear, Gayatri kept her hand over his and looked into his eyes.

Rahul: What happened, ma’am? Do you want something else?

Gayatri: Fuck me!

To be Continued.

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I had just graduated from junior college, and it was summer. I had dated a few times in college, but nothing major. I had never gotten past first base. I had just started a job at the local drive-in, working in the concession stand.

Several girls were working there that summer. But Muskan was the best looking. She had long dark black hair, beautiful black eyes, a gorgeous smile that lit up the room, very pretty facial features, and a very, VERY sexy body. She was also one of the kindest, nicest people you could ever meet.

I enjoyed working with her and secretly lusting after her through most of the summer. She had been dating a guy for over 2 years, and they were very serious. One night, she comes to work, crying her eyes out and very upset.

I asked what was wrong. She told me she had just found out her boyfriend had cheated on her with a girl he had met at some party. She was sad and hurt, and the more she talked about it, she was pissed off! I told her to go back and collect herself, and I would cover for her.

She came out about 20 minutes later, looking a little calmer. We worked our shift, and I tried to console her during the slow times. I liked her as a friend, and I hated seeing her upset. After work, she thanked me for covering for her and talking to her about the situation.

She asked if I was in a hurry to get home, and I said no. She asked if we could talk some more. So we went to my car and talked for over an hour. I had no hope of anything ever happening between us. I fulfilled my typical role as the nice guy who all the girls talked to about their guy troubles.

As the conversation started to wind up, Muskan was not as sad as she was mad. I had told her that no way was his infidelity her fault. She was beginning to feel better and more secure about herself again. That’s when the idea hit her.

She got real quiet and then asked, “Usman, I think you are a nice guy. I don’t want you to get the wrong impression or get hurt, but, well..”

“What is it, Muskan?” I asked.

“Well, I want to get even with Asif and hurt him. I was wondering, would you help me?” She asked. I was a little confused at this point, being in completely uncharted waters. I wasn’t sure what she was asking. So I asked her, “What exactly do you have in mind?”

She said, “Usman, I want to have sex with you. I think you are a great guy. But I have to be honest. I’m not attracted to you in that way. It would only be a one-time thing, and I would be using you in a sense. I know a lot of guys who would have sex with me under those conditions.”

“But I don’t need another asshole, or I’ll feel worse about myself. With you, I know you aren’t consoling me just for a chance like this. So doing it with you wouldn’t make me feel like I was being used. At the same time, I think you do like me and maybe wouldn’t mind having sex with me?”

She was grinning as she said that last sentence. I couldn’t help laughing and saying, “Yeah, I guess I could suffer through that.” She laughed along with me. Then she got real quiet. She looked me in the eyes and started moving her mouth towards mine.

I’d only kissed 2 other girls, and neither one was anywhere near as beautiful as Muskaan. I was so excited and a nervous wreck. We kissed for a long time, and it felt wonderful. But it was a toss-up as to which was throbbing more, my dick from excitement or my stomach from butterflies.

Anyway, she eventually took her top off, as I just stared in disbelief. I really couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Then, she took off her bra and helped me with my shirt. She took my hands and led them to her perfect breasts, rounded and firm but soft and warm, with perfect little nipples.

Her nipples hardened quickly when touched. I caressed her breasts for a long time as we kissed. Then I finally got up the nerve to lick and suck on her nipples. After doing that for a while, it excited me as I had never been before.

She finally started taking off her slacks and panties all in one movement. She then reached over and undid my pants. She pushed them and my briefs down to my knees. Then she suggested that we move to the back seat. I pulled my pants the rest of the way down.

We climbed into the back seat, both of us naked. Muskan immediately asked me to put it in her. It being my first time, I started trying but couldn’t find the hole. I was freaking out, thinking, “Oh god, she must think I’m a total geek.”

But she just smiled at me, took my dick in her hand, and gently guided me home. That first inward stroke was the greatest feeling of my life until then. I was staring at a gorgeous naked girl, with my virgin dick buried inside her to the hilt.

Finally, my fears and butterflies subsided, and I just felt great. For about a second. Then, after just one stroke in, I realized I was on the verge of cumming. I just stayed there, trying not to move or even breathe. Her slightest motion caused me to shoot right to the verge.

I must have been making a horrible face in my fight to hold back because she asked, “Usman, is something wrong?” So I told her that I was trying not to cum yet. But she was so incredibly good-looking and sexy. She felt so good that I was having a hard time.

In her usual wonderful way, she just laughed a little and said, “It’s ok, I feel flattered.” Then she giggled and said, “But I want you to enjoy it. So you take all the time you want.” With that, she started thrusting her hips up at me.

She somehow contracted her soft, wet, hot, velvety cunt around my throbbing, aching, supersensitive cock. I lost total control and started shooting cum over and over into her. When I finished, still buried insider her, she giggled again and said, “I thought you were going to try to take your time.”

The fact that she winked at me and grinned made my lack of control ok to me, and it had felt wonderful. That was the only time we did it. Muskan got back with her boyfriend. He realized he’d been a jerk, and a few years later, they got married.

He held no grudge against me, and I never mentioned that night to anyone until now. However, I started getting more attention from the other girls at work. After we’d been dating a while, one even told me that Muskaan had told everyone what a sweet, gentle guy I was.

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