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

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

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

Coming to the story, Sameena was a middle-aged businesswoman. She was aged 36. Her sales representative position for a multinational company made her travel a lot. She was earning well and was living with her husband and in-laws.

Sameena was married with two kids. Sameena’s husband owned a company by himself. They were living a high-class life with workers managing all the household duties. Life was lavish and happy with no complaints.

Sameena and her husband spent very little time with each other because of the nature of their work. Their kids were almost under the care of her in-laws. 3 to 4 days a week, she was out of town traveling to different parts of the world.

Sameena had no complaints about life. She had cultivated a reading hobby due to her travels. She was a regular reader of ISS stories. She always enjoyed the kinky stuff writers narrate in their stories.

Sameena never believed that these kinky kinds of stuff are real in India. Life was very easy going with access to anything or everything she needed. It created a feeling of boredom over time.

Sameena was traveling to Bangalore for a week’s conference and meetings. She loved Bangalore city among all the other places she had traveled. She checked in the five-star hotel located in the center of the city. With marathon meetings, she ordered wine to her room at the end of the day.

After a few pegs of wine, she jumped over the bed, scrolling through ISS stories. She read a few stories and touched herself in self-pleasure. She chatted with some ISS Authors in the kick of the alcohol. I was one among them.

She messaged me on Telegram, and we had chatted till 1 midnight. After seeing my picture, she told me all about herself. She wanted some wild fun with total anonymity and no strings attached. She had messaged me that we would meet two days later. She did not turn up to text later.

A month later, she checked in the same hotel again. She was craving hungry for sex and messaged me again. I asked her about the last time ignorance. I did not like when she fixed a date and never bothered to inform me of cancellation.

She told me that she felt very guilty and wrong. So she did not respond to me. She fixed the date for the next evening at 5 in her place. I agreed with no expectations.

She shared the address of the hotel the next day morning. I walked to the hotel, and they asked me to wait in the lobby until the said guest came to pick me up. My eyes caught her when the lift moved from the top floor through the see-through glass of the lift.

Let me describe Sameena. She was a very hot, shapely, and sexy lady. She was of a medium height of around 5 ft tall and had fair-toned skin. She had huge breasts and an ass.

I loved her huge tankard boobs instantly. The shape of her boobs and ass was observable. She walked out of the lift to greet me and wore a cream-colored single-piece sleeveless dress that hung just above her knees.

She introduced with a warm hug, “Hi, I am Sameena, come.” She walked me to the lift and pressed 11 on the keypad. She guided me to her suite room which had a guest room and the master bedroom. The see-through mirror in her room gave an extensive view of Bangalore city.

She asked me, “Do you want to eat or drink something?” I shook my head, saying, “No.” She excused herself and walked to the washroom.

The washroom had a see-through mirror. The inside of the washroom with shower and commode was visible from the see-through mirror. She shut the view by pulling down the curtains of the see-through mirror in the washroom.

I waited for her to come back. I heard the sound of the splashing of water from the shower. A sudden idea crossed my head. I removed my shirt, banyan, and pants. I walked to the washroom and knocked on the door. She replied from inside, “What happened?”

I positioned my mouth close the door and spoke in a hushed romantic tone, “Open the door.” She stopped dead silent, and the sound of the shower stopped. After a minute, the door of the washroom was unlatched open.

I walked slowly inside the expanse washroom to find Sameena standing in her panties. She covered her huge milky boobs with both of her hands. Her body was drenched wet from the water of the shower. I walked into the shower and yanked open the curtains of the washroom.

The washroom smelled great of the aroma of the soap. I stared into the lusty eyes of Sameena. She was awestruck, and her face was expressionless. I closed the hole in the bathtub with the holder. I opened the hot water tap allowing it to fill the tub.

I extended my hand, requesting Sameena’s hand. She covered both the boobs with one hand and extended her other hand into my hand. I pulled her soft wet hand. She stepped into the bathtub, which was getting filled slowly with hot water.

I gave her a wink and pushed her to the wall under the shower. I turned the knob switching the water from the tap to the shower. Medium hot water started drizzling from the shower nozzle over the sexy body of Sameena.

I cupped her face with both of my hands and started kissing her wildly with water falling from above. She was hungrily eating my lips, my tongue with her breath running out. She was breathing heavy, and the kiss was drenched with water and our salivas.

Heavens! she was a great kisser. I like being kissed long, especially a single long breathless kiss. She was kissing me wildly, holding her breath with our noses colliding with each other.

The water of the shower was flowing through our bodies. The bathtub, too, was getting filled up. She placed her hand inside my underwear and started stroking my wildly erect cock. I eased my underwear low, helping her to continue stroking my cock.

She was moving the foreskin of my cock in rhythmic up and down motions. She hurriedly lowered her panty and continued kissing me. I pressed my hand over her pussy and rubbed them, which were neatly shaved. To my rubbing, she started kissing all over my face like a hungry bitch.

I massaged her pussy continuously. My hands moved to her huge tankard boobs and started squeezing them hard. She had wide nipples. Oh god, she had soft spongy pair of huge boobs which were milky white.

The moment was so wild. I parted her legs, bent down to start licking her pussy. She was moaning louder with each passing of my tongue over her wet pussy. She stopped me from licking and dragged me to a standing position. She held my cock with a hungry look on her face.

I understood her eagerness, parted her legs wide in the standing position. I bent low, positioned my dick to the pussy opening and drove them high into her pussy.

She held my shoulder hard and gave a loud moan. I adjusted the balance of my position and again drove hard into her pussy. The shower continued pouring from the top nozzle.

I drove my cock hard into Sameena and pulled out very slowly. I repeated this at a rhythm. She was sweating profoundly with heavy breathing. I continued pounding her pussy.

As her moaning increased, I increased the pace of my drilling. I am banging her at a top speed now. She held my shoulder hard and released the loads with a relaxing breath. I was still high, so I continued pounding her.

I got the urge to cum and pulled out my cock. She instantly knelt in the water-filled tub spreading her boobs. I understood her intention and shot loads of cum over her milky boobs. We took a shower and rested nude on the bed. We started discussing our lives.

We were nude, resting inside the warm comforter with chilling AC temperature out. Our hot bodies were sticking onto each other. She gave me a blowjob. I licked her pussy again. She rode me in a cowgirl, and both cummed again.

I bid goodbye with an unforgettable wild kiss. I hope you remember my treat, Sameena.

Thank you, all the ISS readers, for the support.

Hi ladies with wet pussy and gents with Thor hammers, this is Nighthunter from Jorhat, Assam.

This is my first story in ISS even though I have been an active user of ISS for at least 7 years.

Let me introduce myself, I am an average-looking guy 5.7″ and have a decent 5.8-inch long dick. The heroine of this story is my Assamese neighbour bhabhi who is around 34 years old. But looking at her, you would not take her as a day more than 27.

She has a son of 6 years and her husband works for a tea estate.

Coming to the story, this happened in 2017 Diwali when we were bursting crackers. Suddenly, her mekhela (Assamese saree) caught fire and I was the first to go help her. None from my family knew about this and I pushed her to her house and in one shot, I pulled out her saree and started stamping it with my foot to put out the fire. While this was happening, both of us were unaware that she was standing half-naked in front of me.

Suddenly, I looked at her and Assamese neighbour bhabhi was in her blouse and petticoat. I couldn’t stop but keep staring at her 32D boobs. They were firm.

I stopped and looked around. She was alone at her house and her son who was around 3 years and was sleeping. She couldn’t make eye contact due to shyness. I told her she looked beautiful and she blushed.

I held her hand and said, “Kya main ye doodh pee sakta hu?”

And she said, “No.”

I again insisted by pressing neighbour bhabhi’s boobs slightly and she said, “Kya kar rahe ho? Koi dekh lega, munu hai next room me, bad me karenge please jaane do. Khul ke dungi avi jaane do naa. Ufffff chut wet ho gayi meri haaayee.”

It was my green signal and I started unhooking my neighbour bhabhi’s blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra as she didn’t like to wear it at home.

I lifted the Assamese bhabhi’s petticoat and started feeling her wet hairless pussy. She was going nuts, trapping her hand on my hair. I lifted her and put her on the bed beside us and started to fully undress her. Halfway through that, I was scared thinking, “What if someone comes looking for me? What happens if her husband comes from work?”

These were the questions killing me from inside but on the other hand, the thrill and the excitement of getting this sexy horny Assamese bhabhi was the kick that I was looking for.

Finally, I was able to undress her fully and was praising her beauty. She was white like milk and even her pussy area was clean and milky white. (Guys, honestly speaking, if you are even lucky enough to get to see a milky white pussy like that, you can die peacefully!)

Then, without any delay, I undressed myself and was standing in front of her. She was not able to make eye contact with me the whole time. I held her hand and put it on my already hard dick. A current went through my spine as my neighbour bhabhi’s cold hand touched my penis. She instantly removed her hand as she was shy.

I again took her hand slowly and put it on my dick and slowly started to move it to and fro. This time, she started to move my dick on her own and I became busy with her boobs. I was licking and playing with it as if I was a small baby getting his favorite toy. She started moaning slowly and I was enjoying it.

I slowly moved down to her navel and liked it for a minute or so. (Honestly guys, you will not be able to hold yourself after getting a look at a pussy and working on other things.)

I went down on my neighbour bhabhi’s glory hole and started inserting one finger, moving in and out. It was getting damn wet.

I again took 2 fingers and with some trouble, I inserted my fingers into her pussy and was finger-fucking her. She was pulling the sheets and whispering that her husband never did these kinds of things with her.

I just said, “Enjoy this feeling, darling” and started inserting my third finger but I was unable as her hole was not big enough. She then had her orgasm and hugged me tightly.

I again went up and started kissing her neck, ears (girls go crazy when they are kissed and licked near the neck and ear region).

My married neighbour then took my dick and started giving me a handjob. I asked her for a blowjob but she denied. Then I positioned her in the missionary position and started to put my meat inside her.

We were unprotected and she brought out a condom from her cupboard which apparently her husband brought for their good time.

I finally penetrated and fucked my sexy Assamese neighbour bhabhi in missionary position for about 10 minutes. Then I asked her if she had tried doggy. She said that she had not been fucked in any other position other than in missionary.

I said, “Let me show you the true pleasure of sex.”

She got down in her fours and I started to penetrate from behind. It was painful for her as I was getting more access to her pussy and she said that her husband’s dick was just 4-inches long and she was not happy with it.

I was fucking my neighbour’s Assamese wife hard and she was moaning like, “Aaaaaaahhhh, maaarooo aurr jorrrr sseee maaarrrrrooooo, faaaadddddd deeee meri chuuuttttt.”

This got me more excited and I started to drill her harder. I was nearing my climax while she had 3 orgasms by then. And after another 3 minutes, I came with a huge load inside her and she took out the condom fearing it would leak, and hugged me tightly.

We slept for around 10 minutes, hugging each other and then dressed up. I left her place because it was time for her husband to come back from duty. I kissed her and left.

Now, we have sex whenever we get a chance.

In the next part, I will tell you how I fucked my Assamese neighbour bhabhi on her son’s 6th birthday.

If any girl/woman is unsatisfied and want some fun and you are from Assam, then contact me at [email protected]

Till then, scratch your pussies.

Love you, take care.

Please read previous parts to understand the chemistry.

Let’s continue.

Every time she gave Anil’s hard-on some relief, her underwear went wet by her juices. She would seduce Anil as much as she could now. Her final chance.

The rest of the evening went normally. They went out for dinner now. Malini was keeping her hand on Anil’s crotch every chance she got. She also had worn a more revealing saree. Her husband had asked her to pack it, but he wasn’t there. But his son was here who had an even better cock!

That kind of saree has a sleek sleeveless blouse and reveals the waist. Anil’s Mom looked like Katrina Kaif from the ‘Gale lag jaa’ song, an absolute Goddess to give you guys an exact image. Anil had seen that song so many times and even jerked off to it.

He imagined himself in place of Akshay Kumar. But now, he could do it in real life. They were about to leave tomorrow evening by train. So they decided to return their scooty tonight. They will take up for packing and resting the whole day.

When they returned to their hotel in a cab, Anil sat beside his Mom. He saw the cab driver adjusting his rear-view mirror to eye his Mom. But Anil glared at him from the back seat, and the cab driver budged.

Anil couldn’t keep his hands off her. It was cold in the cab due to the AC. Anil took this opportunity to put his hand around his Mom’s waist. As the saree she wore was revealing, Anil could feel her curvy waist. He let a few moments pass and put his palm was right on her navel.

He let his palm rest there and moved his fingers around to feel the skin there. Occasionally he would put his middle finger in her belly button and then move on to feel the rest of her smooth stomach. Malini let him do this. She had realized that Anil was feeling desperate now, just as she wanted.

She had wanted him to take the initiative for so long, and now he had finally done it. Malini had left out a soft moan when Anil had placed his palm on her navel and also smiled at him when he put his finger in her belly button. She just realized how common a taste could a son and a father have.

His father had a fetish for her navel, and so did her son. But she quickly wiped away the thoughts of her husband now. Anil’s palm was now climbing higher than her belly button. Now his palms were so close to the hem of her blouse. He even let the tip of his finger in now.

His hands then moved above her blouse now, over her right boob and just squeezed it through her blouse. At this, his Mom glared at him with her eyes. Giving him looks that this was too obscene to do in a cab. Malini wondered whether this could deter Anil from his mood and intentions.

So to smoothen things, she kept her hand on his crotch and felt his cock.
Then on their journey back to the hotel in the cab, Malini felt her son’s cock throb in his jeans under her palm.

“I will take care of that when we reach our hotel,” She said with a smile. Anil was jubilant after hearing this. He just wished he would see his Mom’s boobs and waist in full glory while she blows him. In other words, he wanted to see his mom topless when she blew him. Audacious thought.

But he didn’t know that more was written in his fortune today. When they reached home, they both changed into their sleeping attire. Which now meant that Malini was in her sexy robe with only that knot concealing the curvy body.

Anil was only in his underwear, failingly taming his monstrous cock. They are both sharing the bed for the last night. At least in Goa.

Malini had changed herself in the bathroom. Anil didn’t know whether she had worn anything under the robe. He was expecting things to go smoothly. Anil just lay on the bed. His boner was trying to get out of his skimpy underwear as usual.

Anil expected his mother to lay next to him, keep her head on his chest. Then stroke his cock until he cum or took his cock in her mouth and revealed her breasts. “At least one of these things should happen. A king’s life,” Anil thought to himself.

But Malini slept beside him and played Candy Crush without speaking or looking at Anil. Anil didn’t know what was happening. She had said that she would help him in the cab! But she wasn’t now. He had to ask her as this handjob had become normal between them.

“Uhh, Mom, weren’t you going to help me with this, you said in the cab.” Said Anil pointing to his boner in his underwear. Malini smiled to herself as she knew her plan was working.

“Oh yeah, I told you that I would, but now I am very tired today. I will help you with that tomorrow.  Is that okay?” said Malini trying to sound exhausted. Anil didn’t know what to say. He wanted his Mom to play with his cock, but he couldn’t force her. He just had to say yes, and so he did.

Anil woke up around midnight. He glanced at the clock, which said it was 1 A.M. He realized he still had a boner and suddenly looked at his mother. Her robe had ridden up above her waist during her sleep, and her butt was completely naked now.

“Oh My God!” though Anil. This was the first time he saw her butt completely naked. Her butt was nice and plump. It looked like a sweet ass. Now Anil had to see her pussy. To do that, first, he made sure that she was asleep. He did so by leaning over her body to look at her face.

He leaned over and found her eyes closed and was asleep. He then fetched his phone and turned on its flashlight. He was careful that the light should not wake her up. He then flashed the light on her butt to get a clear view of it in the dark.
Her butt was perfect, he thought.

It was round and still tight. It had some stretch marks over it, but that made it look even sexier. He had the urge to feel it with his hand, spank it and squeeze but didn’t want to wake his mother up. At least now. He then thought that now he could even look at her pussy. He gathered the audacity.

This was the first opportunity to witness how a pussy looked like, and his Mom wouldn’t even know about it as she was asleep. Anil moved slowly in the bed to look between her legs. He flashed the light there and witnessed those brownish pink lips there.

It looked exactly like the one he had seen in the porn. He thought it would be hairy, but to his surprise, it wasn’t. Malini had hairs just above her pussy, a landing strip. That made it so sexy.

What was the next step now? Anil thought. Should touch it. Should he slide his finger in? Or should he slide his dick in instead? He went ahead with the first option. His hand moved slowly now towards her pussy. He extended his finger and placed it on her pussy lip. He felt wetness there.

But Malini’s legs moved. Scared, Anil jumped back into his sleeping place and pretended to sleep. But there was no further movement from Malini, so he became normal again. She felt wet. From watching porn, Anil knew this meant that she was aroused.

His lusty brain started calculating like Doctor Strange calculating every possible scenario in the endgame. She wants this. He knew that. He had seen her fingering herself while blowing her. Which mother does that?

Today, in that cab, she encouraged him while he touched her. He had to do this. But take a calculated risk. Anil started his actions now. His plan was to be executed now. He moved towards his sleeping mother, turned towards her and put a hand around her.

He then waited to check if she woke up or not. She didn’t. If at any point his mother wakes up. His solution was to pretend to be asleep and answer her that he didn’t know what he was doing in his sleep. He decided he would bluff that he saw an erotic dream in his sleep and didn’t know what his body was doing.

After waiting for a minute, his hands now untied the knot of her robe. He put his palms on her belly now. The skin felt so cold and smooth at night. He again waited for a minute and moved his hands to feel her breasts. Her nipples were already hard now, hard as a stone.

He squeezed her breasts for pleasure but not so hard that it would wake her up.
He felt her boobs for a few minutes. Till then, he calculated whether he should put his penis in her pussy. He decided he should do that. It was all his lusty brain overcoming his conscience.

Besides, the erotic dreams excuse was a good one, he thought. He slid down his underwear and tossed it off the bed. Now he was naked, cuddling around his naked mother. He hadn’t ever fucked a woman. And in such dark, it was going to be hard for him to put it in.

He let his left hand slowly wander between thighs, searching for her pussy opening. When he touched her pussy lips, he found that she was even wetter. He wondered whether she was awake or not. But even if she was awake, she wasn’t protesting, which was better.

He then slid his body down the bed to slide in his cock in her pussy. When their bodies were perfectly aligned for penetration. Anil pushed forward his cock in search of that hole. Before putting it in, he had to rub it over her lips to find the entrance. That felt so sensual.

He would have cum there itself from the touch of her pussy on his cock but somehow controlled his feelings. He then found her opening with his cock. He was going slow, trying not to wake up her without realizing that after his huge cock would be in her pussy, she would wake up anyhow.

His cockhead was in now. “Oh my God! This is so good! This is reality. Everything outside this bed is a lie. Thank you, God! Thank you so much for creating humans with sexual organs.” Anil thought to himself, now in a complete ecstatic state of mind.

He had finally lost his virginity! That too to his mother! This was insane.
Her pussy felt so tight. So, he just let his head there be. Before moving, he finally checked if she was awake. She wasn’t.

And now, with one complete movement, he pushed his cock more in. He couldn’t put it in completely, but about 70% of his cock was inside his Mom now. Her juices had acted as a lubricant in the movement. And Anil was completely in a different zone now!

“What are you doing?!” shrieked Malini. “Oh,” and she also moaned at the same time. Anil didn’t stop. He couldn’t have stopped even if he wanted to. Lust was flowing through his veins, not his brain, but his balls were controlling his body.

He pulled out again and pushed his hips further. His cock went inside the welcoming pussy again, reaching the same spot again, “Bro, this is 100 times better than a blowjob!” he thought to himself.

A moan along with an “Ohh” escaped from Malini’s mouth. Anil took this as a green signal and continued thrusting. At once, he entered into her and stopped there, feeling her pussy muscles against his cock. It was so warm and wet it was just unbelievable.

His brain swallowed the whole scene into itself and stored it as an unforgettable memory. He continued thrusting it into her. Malini wasn’t asking any questions now. She was enjoying what was happening, finally.

A moan left her mouth now and then. She couldn’t believe that her body could moan involuntarily. It hadn’t moaned, not even once whenever her husband fucked her. But this huge cock was real ecstasy into her pussy.

Anil put his arm below his mother’s ribcage and put it across her chest feeling her boobs. He started pressing them harder while fucking her. His other hand was on her hips, helping him to fuck her. He was in a perfect Side-Fuck position!

With every thrust, he felt like he was getting close to heaven inch by inch. He knew he couldn’t last long. He told Malini that he was about to cum.

“Oh yes, don’t worry, just cum inside me!” blurted Malini and putting her arm back and holding onto his ass as if stopping him from pulling it out.

“What if you get pregnant?” said Anil, hardly able to speak.

Malini was annoyed at her son and found him cute at the same time for caring for her. “Don’t worry.  I won’t get pregnant,” said Malini, gasping for air.

Then she found Anil thrusting even more powerfully. She felt him kiss the side of her neck. It sent even more shockwaves. He was also pinching her nipples simultaneously. Then he felt him explode inside her, spurt after spurt.

The cock she had felt expanded even more while cumming in her hand. Her mouth was now at its fullest size cumming inside her pussy. Her son was moaning near her ear as he came.

For, Anil it wasn’t any different experience. Shockwaves originated from his abdomen and traveled all his body as he came. His eyes went blind. It was after some seconds that he realized that he was moaning.

Everything was quiet now. None of them spoke. Anil’s cock was semi-erect now. But it was still inside his mother’s pussy. He didn’t want it to take it away from there. His other hand was now on her navel, and the first one was cupping one of her breasts.

“Are you okay?” asked Malini sounding concerned. “Yes, I am. Are you okay?” replied Anil in some God-like voice. He felt like a God now.

There wasn’t any reply. Anil realized that his mother hadn’t orgasmed yet. “Every day, she had been helping me orgasm, and I couldn’t do it to her even once,” he thought.

“Mom, but you haven’t orgasmed yet. ”

“Yeah, I know,” Malini broke Anil off mid-sentence.

Then she put her hand behind her and started stroking his cock again, trying to make it hard again.

“I know you can be hard again, be hard for your mom and make her cum!” she said to her son.

With that said, Anil focused on being hard again. He felt her curvaceous hip with his palms touching her ass, her breasts and started kissing her again. Soon he was hard and ready to enter.

Malini led his cock to her entrance and ordered, “Fuck me hard and make me cum!”

Anil obliged. Anil held her hip bone and started thrusting into her like a fanatic. He couldn’t get his full cock inside her at first, but he wanted to do that now. With each thrust now, he was filling her up more and more than at once. He felt his cock hit some spots.

When he pushed, again and again, he seemed to touch that spot more. To that, he felt his mother’s body twitch in his arms. He knew this was it. He thrust more and more. He felt his mother dig her nails into his forearm. She was close to orgasm.

Anil wanted this to be good, so he continued fucking her and kissed her neck. And there it was, Malini’s pussy spurted juices, and she felt her body wind and unwind herself. Anil felt the sheets below him go wet from her juices, but he didn’t give a damn about those sheets.

He paused until she was done spurting her juices and then resumed fucking her. Now he wanted to cum so bad. His mother’s body was dormant in his arms now. He saw her eyes were closed and happiness on his face. He just kept on going and exploded for a final time that night.

They were cuddled up while catching breath. Anil turned on his back to catch some more air. Malini rolled onto his chest, gave a kiss on his cheeks, thought about it and kissed him on his lips as well. She looked at him. His eyes were closed now.

She lied on his chest and went to sleep. Anil put an arm around her on her hip, and they cuddled up like that and went to sleep. The son’s lust for his mom was fulfilled.

To be continued.

Hello All, myself Ravi from Hyderabad back with a new experience of a cuckold husband.

Moving into the story. This started when I got an email from Akhil (name changed). He complimented my stories and asked about my experiences and some suggestions. These multiple conversations made him feel comfortable. He started to share his details and the actual reason for contacting me.

His age is 35, working for a software company. His wife Neetu (name changed), aged 33, is a teacher. His wife is very committed to him, and they have sex regularly. They are leading a happy family life. They have not planned kids so far.

He initially started that the couple is planning to swap partners. But he is worried about how to convince his wife of this. When I asked for more details, he told me that he wanted his wife to be fucked in front of him. This was his fantasy to swap his wife with others and group sex.

I was surprised to hear such a request. That, too, a husband is requesting to fuck his wife. I was excited to accept his offer. I asked for his wife’s photo. I was delighted to see such beauty and get an offer to seduce her and sleep with her.

She was a stunning beauty looking like a film heroine. I thanked Akhil for providing me with such a wonderful opportunity. Neetu is stationed in Mumbai, and Akhil’s job keeps him traveling depending on his projects. I asked Akhil about her likes and dislikes, her stats etc.

Akhil was friendly enough to share all the details with me. I asked Akhil if he would support me while building a relationship with his wife.

He was more than happy to support. We discussed the plan and then decided to execute it. He shared his wife’s email ID and created a group in Hangouts introducing me as his colleague. I started interacting with her formally. Then started to praise Akhil for having such an understanding, beautiful wife.

She thanked me for that. I asked to chat with her directly instead of a group chat to express what I wanted to share with her. She agreed to that. I pinged her directly, and she responded. She was eager to know what I would talk to her in her husband’s absence.

I started praising her beauty and thanked God for giving such curves to her. I said Akhil is lucky to have her as his wife. I started telling her that Akhil always talks about her and am obsessed. I could see that her responses were harsh. She told me, “Are you mad? How can you tell me this?”

I also told her that her husband explained how he spends his time with her in bed, which drives me crazy. She lost her cool and started sending me enraged responses. She asks me how dare I speak to her like that, knowing that she is friend’s wife.

I told her that her husband had described her beauty during our regular discussions. Based on the information shared by her husband, I started praising her beauty. I also told her that her husband had shared her pics and that beauty has driven me crazy.

I told her what I felt like doing if I was with her in place of her husband at that time. She told me that she was not interested in chatting and blocked me. I anticipated that she was going to unblock me later.

I updated the same to Akhil about this conversation, and he was worried about what would happen next. These updates were shared so that there is no mismatch of information when Neetu calls him. He agreed to that. As expected, she called him, yelling at him to have such a friend.

Akhil tried explaining to her that I am a good person to interact with. She was not ready to listen to anything. Neetu told Akhil to block me and not talk to me any further. Temporarily he blocked me.

We were chatting in regular intervals to check Neetu’s state of mind. He told me that she was angry, but it came down day by day. After 3 days, I got a message from Neetu at around 9.30 PM asking if I could chat with her. I was happy to chat with her.

I asked her whether Akhil knew that she was chatting with me. She replied, “No.” Akhil doesn’t know about this, and she told me not to tell him. I agreed to that. I was eager to know what Neetu was going to ask for. She asked me about my details. I shared with her.

I know that she cannot be kept in suspense for a long time. Then as expected, she asked me why Akhil showed me her pics and what we spoke about her. I understood her anxiety. I told her that Akhil was talking about how he had sex with Neetu, how she was enjoying sex with him in bed.

Neetu was confused why Akhil told all this to me and asked me what pics were shown to me and why. Neetu asked me to share those pics. I told her how Akhil took my suggestions to do romance with Neetu. She asked me what the discussions were and what I suggested to Akhil.

I told her that I could tell her as if I were in place of Akhil to make it easy for me to explain her. She told me to go ahead.

Then I started explaining to her. “I would hold her waist when she was cooking. I shall place hands around her waist and press gently. Go close to her from behind and smell her perfume around her neck, letting my breath tickle her. I place a kiss there and lick her neck till her earlobes.”

I saw that Neetu was reading my messages. She was getting hot by now. I continued. “I shall bite her earlobes gently and lick them. Take the hands below her arms, place them on her soft boobs, and feel them. I unbutton them and feel the softness. I turn her towards me and look at the boobs.”

“They were so sexy and pink in color with light brown color nipples. They were tempting. I took them into my mouth and sucked them passionately. Bite the nipples. I press her other boob and keep sucking them for a few minutes. After a few minutes, I shall sit and lick her navel and make circles around it.”

“During this time, I keep pressing her butts and try to insert a finger between the butts above her shorts.”

After some time, she asked me why I was seducing her and making her horny when her husband was not with her. She asked me to tell her what my plan was. She said that she could not control herself and was so horny that she needed that in real.

She doesn’t want to chat anymore and cannot stop as Akhil never did those things to her. She was very happy with how I explained her and could imagine it. She was confused about how she would face her husband after doing this with me. I told her that I wanted to be honest with her now.

She was waiting to hear from me. I explained to her that I wanted to seduce her and fuck her. This was her husband’s fantasy to see her fucked by a stranger. Given a chance, he shall sit there and watch us when I fuck Neetu. She was shocked by this, asking me what her husband asked for.

How can her husband share her with another man? How can Akhil see his wife fucked by another man? She was completely confused now and didn’t know what to do further. She took some time and started asking what her husband wanted me to do.

I said that he wanted to invite me to her house. When I fuck her in Akhil’s absence, he wants to step in and catch us ‘red-handed.’ Also, he wants to sit there and watch how his wife enjoys having sex with other men. She was speechless and couldn’t talk anything further on that.

I told her not to discuss this with Akhil because it is his fantasy. Also, it could be another person someday to seduce her in my place. Maybe that person may not tell her the truth as I told her today. It could be the fantasy of her husband.

I felt that it was time for me to tell her the truth to gain her confidence and feel comfortable. I explained to Neetu that Akhil could not tell her his fantasy and took my help. Except for this, he is good at all other things towards her.

Even she has to think about whether he has not taken care of her or fulfilled her wishes. She was silent and agreed that he was very good towards her. She said she could think about this further and told me she needed some time. I asked her to have a good sleep for that night. Neetu logged out of the chat.

The next day morning, I saw a message on my screen. I opened it and was surprised to see “Good Morning.” I jumped with joy and wished her back. She couldn’t sleep last night. She was wet and had cummed while chatting with me. She was very erotic as her husband wouldn’t do foreplay with her.

He won’t lick her pussy and do naughty things as I did with her last night. If her husband wants her to be fucked in front of him, she is excited to have pleasure with me in his absence without his knowledge and fulfill her fantasies. Later, when Akhil knows about this, it would be with his knowledge.

I wanted to win her confidence and my promise to Akhil, so I agreed to her proposal. We shared each other’s pics. We were having phone sex regularly almost every day. She shared her nude pic showing her boobs and pussy, to my surprise.

They were around 34 size pink boobs. She had a flat belly with healthy white thighs and a pink line. Obviously, that was her shaven pussy. We had an erotic chat that day. She cummed twice and shown me her pussy with juices dripping out. It was a mouth-watering pic. I felt like licking it and taking all that juice.

She was very excited to meet me and experience this in person. She was at her mother’s place a week after that. She shared her address. I reached her place the next evening and called her. She came to meet me, which was the first time we saw each other in person.

She was a stunning beauty, a sex goddess. I observed that men around were fucking her with eyes. We went to her house. I learned that she had planned my stay at her house, telling her family members that I am her husband’s dearest friend.

She introduced me to her mother and Bhabhi. Her brother worked in Bangalore on some project, and her Bhabhi stayed here with Neetu’s mother. That night, I took a bath and was done with my dinner. During dinner, her Bhabhi was serving food to us.

When her Bhabhi couldn’t look at us, I fingered Neetu whenever possible. That night I was given one room and Neetu in another room. Neetu’s Bhabhi and Neetu’s mother slept in one room. That night around 12.30, I walked out of the room silently and confirmed that all the lights were put off.

I walked slowly towards Neetu’s room and opened her bedroom door. It was kept open for me. I walked in and closed it. The night bulb was on in her room. The lighting was not that much still. I could see the stunning beauty of Neetu sleeping.

She had half slept and was waiting for me. I sat on her bed, placed my hand on her boob, and pressed it gently. They were very soft, like cotton. I unbuttoned her nighty, inserted my hand into it, and grabbed her boob. She was not wearing a bra. Her nipples were stiff.

I pressed her nipple between my fingers. She moaned and took a deep breath. I placed one hand on her feet, slowly touching her legs, rubbing them, and slowly reaching her thighs. Moving up towards her thighs, I could feel the difference in her body temperature.

Her inner thighs were warm compared to her feet. I reached her pussy and felt her netted panty. I placed my thumb finger on it and felt the warmness of it. I gently pressed it on her clitoris. Neetu moaned. I moved further up, made circles around her navel, and inserted a finger into it.

Neetu was biting her lips. By now, her nighty moved till her thighs as my hand was going up. I slowly pulled it up, and Neetu helped me in removing it. Now my sex goddess was only with her panty on. It was a black panty on her white body. She was looking dam sexy.

I bent a bit towards her boobs and started to suck them and lick her nipples. Neetu closed her eyes and moaned. She placed her hand on my hard dick and started pressing it. She unzipped my shorts, inserted her hand into it, and pressed my dick above my underwear.

I stood up in the bent position, sucking her boobs. Neetu pulled my shorts down along with my inner. I placed my hand on her pussy and started rubbing it. Inserted a finger into her panty from one side and explored her pussy lips. They are wet.

My fingers are slipping into her pussy. I am rubbing her clitoris. Neetu was moaning and stroking my dick hard. I pulled her panty down. The pussy was wet, and I could see the reflections of her pussy juices in that night light. I went between her legs and spread them wide, exposing her wet pussy within no time.

I bent down and smelled it first. That was a tempting smell, and I kissed her pussy. The pussy juices touched my lips, and they tasted sweet mixed salt. I placed my tongue on it and started licking it slowly. I inserted my tongue into her labials, reaching and licking her clitoris and enjoying her juices.

Neetu was holding my head and pressing it towards her pussy. I was feeling suffocated as I couldn’t breathe. I was tongue fucking her. We changed to 69 position now. Neetu was giving me a blowjob. Her tongue was running around my glans.

I enjoyed and couldn’t believe that I was with Neetu on her bed in her husband’s absence. Neetu wrapped her legs around my head, pressed it hard against her pussy, and cum. I licked her juices. I enjoyed her blowjob. In a few minutes, I released my cum in her mouth. She drank it and continued to suck it.

My dick has started gaining its hardness. I came on to her in a missionary position, placed my dick at her pussy entrance, and slowly pushed it in. As it was lubricated well, it went smoothly. Neetu moaned with a heavy breath. She spread her legs giving good access to fuck her.

I was on her fucking and licking her neck till her boobs. I sucked them passionately, biting her nipples in between. Neetu was holding my head and running her fingers into my hair. I was fucking her rhythmically, and Neetu was giving reverse push-up towards me.

Both our lower bodies were hitting each other, making sounds in the room. After a few minutes, she reached her climax and released her juices. I, too, cum into her in a few minutes. I noticed that someone was there at the window but couldn’t see anyone.

We went to the washroom and cleaned each other. I came back and relaxed. That night I fucked Neetu two more times. Early morning I went to my room. The next morning, I noticed that Neetu’s Bhabhi hid her smile while looking at me. I understood that it was her who saw us last night.

I was trying to speak to her to confirm my doubt. I was also checking for an opportunity to fuck her as I don’t want to miss such a beauty. When Neetu went to take a bath, I saw her Bhabhi working in the kitchen. I went to drink some water.

Seeing me alone, Bhabhi asked me how my night was, whether I had a good sleep. I could see a kinky smile on her face and understood that she wanted to hear from me. I told her that the night was very good, and it could have been better if Bhabhi had wished.

She never expected this response from me and immediately looked around and said, “How can that be better?” I told Bhabhi what she missed, and I am ready to give her that. Also, I asked her if she saw us having sex. Bhabhi agreed that she saw us and was desperate to have with me.

I placed a kiss on her lips and pressed her boobs and butts. She was surprised and was happy about that. She separated from me and told me that someone would see us. We can do it later.

To be continued. I shall tell how I fucked Bhabhi. Also, how I fucked Neetu in front of her husband.

Anyone interested in having sex with me, please feel free to connect with me by email or hangouts [email protected] or Telegram id ‘rbeeti.’

Hi, I am back with a new story. This happened quite recently. Manisha is a colleague and she works at my office. We didn’t talk much when she first joined the office. We connected on WhatsApp for official work and didn’t talk much apart from that.

One day there was an event where I wore a blue suit. She was in a black dress. She looked really nice but I didn’t say anything.

(This is a long story so if you wish, you can skip a few parts. It’s slightly romantic and slightly wild. Enjoy!)

A while later, we were chatting on WhatsApp about the upcoming presentation we both were working on. The conversation turned quite casual after some time and suddenly, my colleague said, “Waise tu us din kaafi achha lag raha tha.”

I was both surprised and flattered. I also told her that I like her hair (which I really do). She had naturally wavy hair and she use to tie it in one pony in a messy way and I really like it.

The conversation continued and we went on to talk about her relationships and experiences. And after a few months, we sexted for the first time.

Now to the party, it was Nakul’s birthday and he threw a party at the club. There was amazing food and lots of shots. I didn’t drink a lot because I had to drive back home.

During the whole party, I was closest to Manisha, although we had never had anything physical with each other except the sexting. We were just good friends in the office. This was mainly because we didn’t really get a chance to hang out outside the office.

I know I should have asked her out but I didn’t. I don’t know the exact answer to why I didn’t.

Anyways, I wanted to leave as it was 10 pm. I asked my colleague Manisha if she was planning to leave too. She said yeah as she was getting late, although she was having fun. And the party was fun, no doubt. But when I asked her, she too realized that she was late.

So, we came out of the club together. My ears were blown due to the loud music, same with her. We laughed about it. She began booking her cab. I didn’t want her to go just yet, so I asked her if she wanted to take a walk. She thought for a second and agreed to it.

So we began walking and talked about how the party went, drinks and food, and some random stuff. I asked her directly, “Have you ever wanted to just kiss me?” She was surprised by my sudden question. She said, “..maybe” trying to be diplomatic and not answer the question directly.

But I insisted and she was trying to avoid answering the question. So I said, “Do you want me to answer that question first?” She immediately looked at me and said yes.

I looked at my beautiful colleague’s eyes through the shadows in the darkness of the night. I paused for one second and leaned forward to kiss her. We kissed for a couple of minutes and then I broke the kiss and our foreheads touched. We were just breathing heavily.

I did my goofy thing and told her, “Do you know I make great coffee?” She giggled and said, “How would I know?” To which I said, “Exactly, and that’s unacceptable. Let’s go to my place.”

I just grabbed her hand and started walking toward my car. She was a little hesitant and trying to oppose the idea but I wasn’t in the mood to listen. I pulled her closer and placed my hand on her shoulder and began walking together.

I opened the door for her and we both drove off. My house wasn’t far, and it took only 15 minutes for us to reach. We talked in the car. She said, “That kiss was really nice.” I jokingly said, “Yeah? Should I do it again?” And I leaned towards her slightly.

I obviously wasn’t going to kiss her like that while driving. She playfully smacked me on my shoulder and said, “Focus on the driving!” I said, “Yes, ma’am.” I put on the song, “Matargashti” and we sang that song along the way.

We finally reached the flat and the first thing she did was remove her heels and take a breath of relaxation. I said, “Wow, you really hate your heels, don’t you?” And she said, “No, I don’t hate them, I’ve been wearing it for so long so that’s why.”

I asked her to relax on my bed while I make coffee. I went to the bathroom and changed into black shorts and a grey full sleeve t-shirt. I went to the kitchen to make coffee.

I came to the room with two cups of coffee and gave one to my colleague girl. I sat on the other side of the bed and put my legs in the blanket. I asked her to do so too but she said that she was comfortable.

Manisha was using her phone and kept showing me memes and we were just chilling. After a minute, she kept her phone to the side. And we were just sipping coffee in silence. So, I asked her how the coffee tasted. She said that it was good.

We finished our coffee. I took both our cups and went to put them in the kitchen. I came back and as soon as I entered the room, my co-worker looked at me and said, “There’s coffee on your t-shirt.”

I went up to the mirror in my room and looked at it. “Damn it, I have to take this off now,” I said.

“Yeah, you have too many clothes on anyway,” my colleague said. I turned around to look at her. She turned away and laughed.

I took my t-shirt off and walked toward her saying, “Now, who has more clothes on, huh?” She didn’t say a word. I slowly climbed on top of her, without putting any weight on her legs. I got on top, leaned forward, and kissed her. Her hair was untied. I slid my hand in her hair and we were kissing slowly and sensually.

My hands went on to my colleague girl’s thin waist and in a swift motion, I removed her black top. She was wearing a black bra. I pulled the strap off her left shoulder and my hand was on her back, moving around gently and teasing her.

The under-boob area is quite sensitive to gentle touch so I was touching her there and then I unhooked her bra. I pulled it off and threw it somewhere in the room. I kissed her neck. My hands went to her thigh.

I moved a little lower and made my colleague beauty lie down on the bed. I went lower and caressed her boobs with my firm hands. She kept moaning. I kissed her chest and boobs and left a few marks. I sucked on her nipples and pressed her other boob while doing so.

By then, I was really hard under my shorts and I wasn’t wearing any underwear so a huge tent was visible. I stood up in front of her.

I became creative and poured some water on my chest. She was dumbstruck and watched the water rolling down my body. And when her eyes reached the tent, she looked at it for a second and then looked straight at my face!

I signaled her to come near me. She got up. I grabbed her immediately and pulled her close to me till our bodies touched. I grabbed her hair and slowly pulled it to make her look up and poured water on both of us. I made my colleague’s chest and boobs completely wet.

I took her hand and placed it on my dick and we kissed. She was rubbing my dick over my shorts while kissing. I put her hand inside my shorts and she took my dick out, stroking it with her gentle hands.

The cold touch of her hand on my balls was amazing. I said in a low voice, “Let me take care of your hair.”

My cute office colleague went down and I collected her hair in one pony in my hand. She licked the tip and began sucking me. Her mouth felt so warm and wet. It made me so horny that I pulled her up and pushed her on the bed.

I went closer to her abdomen and kissed her below her navel as I unbuttoned her blue jeans. I pulled it down. She was wearing black panties. I pulled it off too and kissed her naked thighs while pulling her jeans and panties off. My colleague girl was now completely naked.

I too pulled my shorts that was hanging at my ankle and threw it away. My dick was hard and wet from her saliva. I stroked my dick looking at her face. Her expressions were sexy.

I slowly rubbed the tip of my dick on her pussy. And then I pushed it in! She gasped hard. I grabbed my colleague girl’s boob with a firm grip and pressed them in the same rhythm as I pushed my dick in her. I was only halfway in.

I was teasing her and she was looking at me while I did things to her. I gradually went deeper and began fucking her in that position. I was pressing her boobs and fucking her at the same time. I pinched her nipples occasionally.

“Fu-uh-uh-ck me,” she said. So I had to go harder. I grabbed her throat and fucked her really hard like that for 5-10 minutes.

I got tired from standing and bending so I climbed on top of her. My balls slightly touched her stomach. I spat on my dick and rubbed it on her boobs with my dick. And then I went closer to her mouth.

Manisha opened her mouth to take it in but I moved my dick away and slowly traced her jawline with my dick before putting it on her lips. Then my colleague opened her mouth and took it in and sucked it for a while. She did it for 2 minutes, stopped, and said, “Fuck me, please.”

I listened to her but not the way she wanted to. I grabbed her hair and placed my dick near her mouth and pushed it in. I pushed my dick as deep as possible. I didn’t go all the way in, the position did not allow that. But she closed her eyes and let me fuck her mouth as I wanted.

When I stopped, Manisha opened her eyes and her eyes were teary. My dick and her mouth were wet from the saliva. She was breathing heavily. I slapped my dick on her lips and she turned to the side to allow me to slap her cheeks with my dick.

I leaned forward and kissed her cheeks right where my dick was and then I whispered, “Ride me, Love.”

Then I got up and lied down on the bed. My horny colleague girl Manisha came on top and put my dick inside her without wasting any time. She was jumping on my dick and I could feel her pussy clench my dick and move up and down.

I was groaning and in front of me, she was there all naked, with open hair and boobs bouncing as she jumped on my dick up and down. That happened for 5 minutes and I really had an urge to go deep inside my colleague girl’s pussy one more time.

So I pulled her down and came on top of her. Without wasting a second, I put my dick in her as deeply as I could. I grabbed her right hand tightly and pressed it against the bed while I fucked her really hard till I felt like cumming.

I fucked Manisha till the very second until I was about to cum. Then I pulled out and just shot all of my cum on her body while stroking my dick really fast. I was groaning loudly, “Ah ahhhh, fuckkk!” Most of the cum was on the office girl’s stomach, a few drops on her boobs as well.

It was an amazing fuck. I was breathing heavily. I wanted her to touch herself, so I asked her to do it and she obeyed. She rubbed her clit in front of me. She put her finger in her pussy. I leaned forward and asked her to make me taste it.

I took her hand and put it in my mouth. I had an urge to taste her. I went down on her and licked her pussy. I licked her for around 5 minutes and my beard was all wet. I looked up and saw that the cum on her stomach was gone. She noticed that I was confused, she licked her finger and I understood that she licked it all.

Manisha went to clean up but I was hard again. But it was late so we had to sleep. We slept in the same blanket naked. I got up the next morning with a huge boner. I didn’t care and got out of bed just like that. She gave me a blowjob after we had breakfast and I came on her chest and hair.

Thank you, guys, that’s all. Tell me if you like my story on [email protected] mail or hangouts.

Hello dosto, kaise ho aap sab? I hope sab sahi salamat honge. Is Covid-19 ke samaya me, aap sabhi apna khayaal rakhe. Stay at home, and read iss stories. Masturbate kare, aur kisi ko chode, aur safe rahe. Chaliye ab main apni kahani shuru karta hu.

Dosto jaisa ki sab jaante hai, ki sher ko sirf meat pasand hota hai. To wo bas apne shikaar ko dhoondta hai, aur apna pet bharta hai. Waise hi chut chodne waale ko bas chut ki talaash hoti hai, aur wo shakal dekh kar hi jaan jaata hai, ki kon kitni aasani se ya thoda mehnat karke chut degi.

Wahi haal mera bhi hai. Aisa nahi hai, ki mujhe roz hi new chut mil jaati hai chodne ko. Story likho, to apni real likho. Kyuki maza usi me zyada aata hai padhne waale ko. Main kaafi time baad ye story likh raha hu. Meri pehle ki jo story hai, wo hai “saamne wali bhabhi ko kaise choda”.

Wo story maine 2013-2014 me likhi thi shayad. Us waqt main bachelor tha, but ab meri shaadi ho chuki hai. Meri wife mujhse bahut khush hai sex ke maamle me. Kyuki main jaanta hu, ki kaise aurat ko khush rakha jaata hai.

Ye baat hai pichle saal 2020 ke march month ki. Main meri wife ke sath Delhi mein rehta tha. 14 march ko mere ghar mein ek family function tha, to maine apni wife ko ghar bhej diya tha, aur main akele hi Delhi mein tha.

Meri wife ki ek friend hai, jiska name Seema hai. Wo apne husband ke sath rehti thi, aur unhone ek society me 1 bhk ka flat liya hua tha. Seema ka husband marketing ki job karta tha, aur kaam ki wajah se kayi baar out of city bhi rehta tha.

Wo apni gaadi se 20 march ko yaha se Mumbai ke liye nikla tha, aur usko kisi client ke paas jaana tha. Sab kuch theek-thaak chal raha tha. Fir 21 ko morning mein mujhe meri wife ki call aayi. Usne mujhe bataya, ki Seema ke husband ko cold jaisa aur khaasi bhi thi, aur is wajah se usko Mumbai mein quarantine kar diya gaya tha.

Usko 15 days ke liye quarantine kiya gaya tha, aur Seema ghar par akeli thi. Fir meri wife boli –

Meri wife: Jaake dekh lena ek baar, ki sab theek hai ke nahi. Wo thodi ghabrayi hui hai.

Fir main us din shaam ko after office unke flat pe gaya. Wo mujhe building ke gate pe recieve karne aayi hui thi, apni ek saal ki beti ke sath. Waise maine pehle unki pics dekhi hui thi, lekin face to face kabhi nahi mila tha. But jab maine usko face to face dekha, to main usko dekhta hi reh gaya.

Uski height 5’5″ ki thi, aur wo ek-dum gori thi. Bhara hua badan, bade boobs, maathe pe ek chhoti si bindi, aur khule baal the uske. Means koi bhi usko dekhta to kehta “Wow! kitni sundar and sexy lady hai”. Kisi bhi mard ka ka dil aa jaata us par.

Maine cab ko rukwaya, aur Seema ko apna intro diya. Usne bhi mujhe namaste bola, and mujhe apne flat tak le-jaane lagi. Wo aage-aage chal rahi thi, aur main uske peeche-peeche chal raha tha. Main unki society ka view dekh raha tha, ki tabhi meri nazar Seema ke chootad pe padi.

Usne leggings aur kurti daali hui thi, aur wo kya mast lag rahi thi peeche se. Mera to mann usko dekh kar hi kharaab hone laga tha, aur mere lund mein bhi halchal hone lagi thi. Bahut kuch sochte-sochte hum flat ke andar pahunch gaye. Hame lift se sabse top pe jaana tha. Fir usne mujhse poocha –

Seema: Aane mein koi problem to nahi hui aapko?

Maine kaha: Nahi. Bas direct job se yaha aa raha hu, to thodi si thakaan hai, isliye pehle main nahaunga.

Usne kaha: Theek hai.

Aur tab tak hum flat pe pahunch gaye. Andar jaate hi main hall mein lage sofe pe baitha, aur usne mujhe paani peene ko laa kar diya. Unki beti jiska naam Nitya hai, wo bhi paas mein hi khel rahi thi. Fir wo paani lekar aayi, aur saamne waale sofe pe baith kar mujhe meri wife ke baare mein poochne lagi.

Maine bataya: Usko maine ghar bhej diya hai, kyuki waha funtion tha.

Fir baate karne ke thodi der baad wo boli-

Seema: Ab aap naha kar fresh ho jao, tab tak main kuch banati hu.

Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the. Fir usne coffee aur snacks banaye, aur hum sath mein baith kar peene lage. Coffee ke dauraan wo meri wife ke baare mein kaafi kuch batane lagi. Usne bataya, ki kaise wo school time mein rehte the, aur kya-kya karte the.

Hamne kareeb ek ghante tak baat ki. Fir meri wife ko maine call karke bata diya, ki main Seema ke yaha pahunch gaya tha. Seema ne bhi apne husband ko bata diya, ki main unke ghar pahunch gaya tha. Fir Seema ne dinner ready kiya, aur hamne sath me dinner kiya.

Sunday ko janta curfew tha, to wo gayi, aur society mein hi shopping karke khaane ka samaan lekar aayi. Raat mein dinner karte waqt usne bataya –

Seema: Neeche ke 3 flat khaali hai, aur sabse top pe hamara flat hai. Is wajah se mujhe raat mein thoda darr tha, isliye mere husband ne kaha tha, ki jo bharose layak ho usko bula lu. Isliye hi maine aapki wife ko call ki thi. Mujhe laga ki aapki wife bhi aapke sath mein hogi.

Fir maine kaha-

Main: Acha koi baat nahi.

Fir hum dinner karke sone lage. Kyuki ek hi bedroom tha waha, to usne hall mein ek single bed rakha hua tha. Main wahi par sone laga. Wo bhi apni beti ko sula rahi thi. Fir maine apne phone mein earphones lagaye, aur videos dekhne laga.

Kareeb aadhe ghante baad unke room ki light off ho gayi, aur shayad wo dono so gaye. Raat ke kareeb 11 baje video dekhne ke baad mera mood thoda swing hua, aur maine porn site khol li. Main porn dekhne laga, aur thodi der baad mera hath mere lund ko sehlaane laga.

Mera lund ab ek-dum tight ho gaya tha. Poore flat ki light off thi, to maine apne lund ko baahar nikala, aur muth maarne lag gaya. Main kaafi der tak video dekhta raha, aur muth maarta raha. Fir jab mera nikalne wala hua, to maine karwat li, aur bed par sath mein pade towel pe apna saara maal gira diya.

Fir maine thodi der aaram kiya. Meri neend to waise hi gayab thi, to main fir youtube pe videos dekhne laga. Kareeb 12:30 pe Seema ke room ki light jali, aur wo baahar aayi. Wo mujhe jaagta dekh kar boli-

Seema: Aap soye nahi abhi tak?

Main to ghabra gaya, ki kahi usne mujhe muth maarte hue to nahi dekh liya. Fir main uth kar baith gaya, aur bola-

Main: Nahi bhabhi, abhi to neend nahi aa rahi thi, to main videos dekh raha tha.

Wo boli: Kon si videos dekh rahe ho aap?

Maine hichkichate hue bola: Main wo you tube pe videos dekh raha tha.

Fir wo sofe pe aake baith gayi, aur boli-

Seema: Mujhe bhi neend nahi aa rahi hai, to socha thodi der tehal lu.

Maine kaha: Kya hua? Koi tension hai kya aapko?

To wo boli: Haa tension to hai. Unko 15 din quarantine kar diya hai, to wahi sab tension hai, ki wo kaise honge, aur kaise chalega itne din. Sab akele kaise sambhalungi main.

Maine kaha: Aap tension kyu le rahi ho bhabhi. Aur main bhi to zyada door nahi hu. Jab aapko zaroorat ho bata dena, banda haazir ho jayenga.

Meri baat sun kar wo thoda sa muskurayi, aur boli-

Seema: Thanks yaha aane ke liye.

Maine kaha: No problem.

Fir main bed pe leta raha, aur wo sofe pe baithi thi. Hum dono baate karne lage. Thodi der baad wo boli –

Seema: Aapki body mein pain ho rahi thi kya?

Maine kaha: Kab?

To wo boli: Jab aap soye the, tab aap halki-halki awaaze nikaal rahe the.

Uski baat sun kar main to ek-dum sann ho gaya. Mujhe laga, behanchod lagta hai isne to muth maarte dekh liya mujhe.

Fir maine sakpakate hue bola-

Main: Nahi to bhabhi, main bilkul theek hu.

Wo boli: Arre hai to bata do. Mere husband to bahane se hi bolte hai, ki unki body mein pain hai.

Maine kaha: Aisa kyu?

To wo boli: Wo hafte mein 3-4 din to poori body massage karwate hai mujhse. Agar aapki body mein pain hai, to bata do. Aapko bhi relax feel hoga.

Pehle to main uski baat sun kar ghabra gaya, aur maine mana kiya. Fir thodi der baad jab wo sone jaane lagi, to wo boli –

Seema: Soch lo ek baar.

Maine kaha: Theek hai bhabhi, kar hi do.

Fir wo andar gayi, aur ek oil ki bottle lekar aayi, jo ek massage oil tha. Ye dekh kar maine kaha-

Main: Arre waah! Sab kuch rakha hua hai aapne to.

Wo muskurayi aur boli: Aap apni t-shirt nikaal do, aur ulta let jao.

Maine waisa hi kiya aur wo dher saara oil meri back pe gira kar maalish karne lagi, aur saath me baate karne lagi. Guys you know she is hot, and wo t-shirt aur pajama pehne hui thi. Usne andar bra bhi nahi pehni thi, jisse uske boobs ek-dum bade the, jo saaf pata lag rahe the.

Uske nipples ek-dum tight the, jo t-shirt pe saaf nazar aa rahe the. Thodi der back ki maalish karne ke baad, wo boli –

Seema: Ab seedhe let jao.

Jab tak main ulta leta tha, mera lund to ek-dum tight ho chuka tha, aur lund ne shorts ko tight kiya hua tha. Main seedha hua to mera khada lund saaf nazar aa raha tha. Fir maine apna hath rakh liya lund par, aur ye dekh kar wo thoda sa sharmayi. Wo mujhe boli –

Seema: Ruko main doosri taraf se maalish karti hu.

Fir wo mere sir ke pass aa gayi, aur waha se maalish karne lagi. Wo maalish karte hue, poora jhuk gayi. Wo apne haatho ko ek-dum neeche tak, lund ke kareeb lekar jaa rahi thi. Ab wo bhi garam ho rahi thi mere lund ko dekh kar. Jab bhi wo neeche hoti, to uske boobs mere muh ke paas aa jaate.

Aaahh.. ek badi hi madhosh karne wali khushbu dekar jaati thi wo. Thodi der baad mujhe laga, ki wo garam ho chuki thi. Fir maine unhe bola –

Main: Bhabhi aap side aao thoda.

Wo side me aa gayi aur boli –

Seema: Kya hua?

Maine kaha: Ab meri maalish to ho gayi hai, ab agar aap kaho, to main aapki maalish kar deta hu?

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Guys, I have a sex fantasy of getting fucked in inappropriate places while someone is watching me and my partner with lusty eyes. Recently, I had attended a wedding reception event in one of my friend’s house where this fantasy was fulfilled.

Not only my sexual fantasy was satisfied but I also managed to taste and teach a BDSM lesson to a spoiled brat’s horny cock.

You guys might want to get that bottle of lube for this story. 😉

I had gone to my friend’s wedding reception and my college time lover was also present at the event. He and I were teasing the bride about the groom’s ability to last all night long and that group sex should take place between us four.

While we were getting naughty with the couple, the groom’s younger brother kept smiling at me whenever my lover teasingly spanked my big curvy ass in tight leggings.

My lover got horny after a few drinks and his desire to penetrate my pussy increased exponentially! Finally, the groom (who had got a hard boner!) became bored of all the people watching my lover grind his cock against my big ass. He told us a place where we could enjoy a quick fuck without making every man in the ballroom shoot cum in his pants.

My lover and I went upstairs but instead of going to the desired place, my lover pulled me inside a closet room stacked with bedsheets and blankets. He pulled my leggings and grabbed my ass cheeks tightly. I too began to kiss him wildly and pulled my hard tits out to increase his arousal.

A few minutes later, I kneeled to suck his cock and when it was hard enough to please my pussy, I stood against the stack and teased my lover by swinging my hips. He rubbed his wet hard dick against my pussy lips and then shoved it inside to satisfy his hunger.

The closet room was hot and the sound of my lover’s cock hitting my ass cheeks became prominent. He was thrusting hard, and I was moaning a little too loudly during our wild sexual act.

I noticed that the closet door had opened up a little and the groom’s younger brother was looking curiously inside. His hand was down so it was clear that the bastard was getting entertained by our performance.

The groom’s brother stayed there till my lover ejaculated on my ass cheeks. We both left with sweaty bodies and giggling about our inappropriately satisfying adventure.

The groom’s brother came and stood next to me. He was giving me a naughty smile that I found a little irritating.

Me: Can’t you stand somewhere else? Go masturbate fantasizing about what you just saw…

Groom’s brother: Cheating on your husband, huh? I wonder whether your husband would spank that big ass with a whip or have anal sex using the lube.

The groom had told me that his brother had a huge crush on his cousin. I thought of using that information to my advantage.

Me: Maybe you should have kept an eye on your cousin sister. You might have enjoyed her anal sex even more (Gave a cunning smile).

The groom’s brother panicked and looked worried for a little while and then he asked in an almost stuttering voice.

Groom’s brother: You… how do you know…rubbish! You’re bluffing…

Me: Well then, come with me after some time. I’ll show you the person with whom she will be having sex. I guess this time she’ll take it inside her pussy.

The groom’s brother left hurriedly and stood near his hot cousin sister. Naturally, she was not interested in him at all because she didn’t even notice his presence.

I went to my lover and told him about what the groom’s brother had seen and what I had planned for him to see next. I observed the cousin sister and found that she was constantly getting cozy with a handsome guy.

After some time, I called the groom’s brother and took him upstairs. My lover had called both the cousin sister and the handsome guy with whom she was being chatty. I stood along with the groom’s brother and pointed forward for the surprise.

He saw his cousin sister and the handsome guy entering a room. What he didn’t see was my lover (his master plan) standing inside the room, directing those two to come his way.

Me: Had enough? Or do you want to see your cousin sister getting banged like a bitch?

The groom’s brother was standing stiff with a cold look on his face. His eyes had become watery, and I had pulled him to the other side of the hallway before he made a scene.

Groom’s brother (almost sobbing): That fucking bitch! How could she… (voice breaks)

Me: Are you going to be a cry baby or will you do something about it?

Groom’s brother: What can I do now? How can I make her fall in love with me?

Me: Why should I tell you that?

Groom’s brother: C’mon! Please help me. At least I am being open about this.

Me: That’s because you are a desperate pervert who stalks people.

The groom’s brother grabbed my hips as I began to walk away and then quickly removed his hands. He was begging me to help him with his impossible love life with his cousin sister.

I took the groom’s brother inside the closet room. He looked confused as he thought I brought him there to have sex. Well, he was partly correct.

Me: If you follow my commands, then I will think about helping you. But this isn’t what you think… (smiled cunningly).

Groom’s brother: Yes, yes, I’ll do as you say. Tell me what I am supposed to do?

Me: Pull my leggings and worship my big ass…

The groom’s brother readily began to obey my orders. But I stopped him from pulling my leggings.

Me: You are supposed to do as I say while constantly praising me and agreeing that you are a loser. If you don’t accept me as your mistress, then don’t expect any help.

The poor boy understood that there was fun but with a price to pay. However, the shameless pervert began to literally drool at the sight of my big ass. He spread my ass cheeks and started rubbing his nose on my ass crack. Once again, my body started sweating profusely in that hot room, but the pervert was having the moment of his life.

I pressed his face and made him breathe on my ass cheeks. He began to struggle after a few seconds because he was not able to breathe. I left him when he started spanking my ass.

Groom’s brother: That was great! I need to control my breathing, but why did you do that?

Me: Aren’t you forgetting something, you asshole? You are supposed to worship me as well.

The groom’s brother understood and once again he began to playfully grind his nose on my ass crack. He kept praising me by saying how round and soft my ass cheeks are. I enjoyed the session when he addressed me as his mistress.

Groom’s brother: This is the perfect ass that I have seen so far, my mistress. I am glad that you allowed a pervert like me to worship it.

Me: Now, you are a pussy more than a pervert. So, that’s that and now move your lips and worship my pussy. It is a bit sticky though.

The groom’s brother followed my orders and within seconds, he began to stimulate my tight sticky vagina. It must have had quite a fragrance after getting fucked and being inside a hot room. I asked the pervert how it smelt and taste.

Groom’s brother: Highly erotic and pleasant, my mistress. I am licking your pussy like a dog.

His tongue on my pussy felt so pleasurable that I pulled his stiff cock and held it between my sweaty thighs. I told him to hold me tightly so that I could grind his hot cock with the base of my pussy.

Me: I want you to press my awesome big boobs and worship them just like you did to my wet ass and pussy.

The groom’s brother moved his palms and cupped my tits that were poking out with tight nipples. He pinched my nipples and began to pull them which sent a passionate chill down my body. My moans grew louder, and my legs began to shiver because of the stimulation.

The groom’s brother was enjoying the feeling of my hot and sweaty ass cheeks on his body. His erection grew tighter as I began to move my ass wildly. By then, he had cuddled me pretty tightly and was squeezing my sweaty boobs like a lust-filled pervert that he was.

I noticed that his hold on my naked body tightened and after a few minutes, he ejaculated hot cock juice all over my thighs.

The groom’s brother was breathing heavily, and he leaned over my body due to exhaustion after a pleasurable session.

Groom’s brother (breathing heavily): Oh… That felt… That felt great mistress. I wish… I wish that I had lasted longer…

Me: Surrender your cock to your cousin sister. She will take good care of it. But make sure you worship her body like a dog.

While we were talking, the closet door opened and poked my lover’s head.

My lover: That girl is amazing. You should have seen her handling two cocks with such pleasure and passion.

The groom’s brother and I both looked at him furiously.

So, that’s how I got to taste a young juicy cock while teaching it how to behave as well. It turned out that the groom’s brother developed maddening cravings for my body since that BDSM sex session in the closet room.

A pervert is what a pervert does as they say!

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Hi friends, my name is Sonia and I am back again with another real encounter of mine. Those who don’t know me, I am a 44-year-old married lady living in Mumbai. My husband and I are very broad-minded and respect each other’s privacy.

I am in my sexual prime and of late my husband’s sexual drive had decreased and hence we were facing issues with our sex life. I am good-looking, have a well-maintained figure and assets, good enough to keep anyone hooked to me.

I have often heard guys around me address me as MILF. I would not deny that even college boys and young guys around me would try and flirt with me. I have a teenage daughter around 18 years of age.

I was open to having flings outside my marriage as I wanted someone to keep my sexual needs satisfied. So, one day something happened which let me embarrassed in front of my daughter which I never expected.

I had a conference in Pune for which I was in Pune from my office side and since my daughter had completed her exams, she wanted to accompany me. I agreed and we both went together to Pune and took a room in a 5-star hotel there.

Since I had a meeting full day, my daughter went to meet her friends in Pune and she told me that she will be back by late at night. She had taken spare keys with her. Post my conference in Pune, I wanted to relax so I went to the bar in the hotel to have a few drinks.

While I was having my drinks, a young guy (around 22, I guess) in the bar was playing music. He was quite cute and I noticed he was giving me a stare every now and then. I was wearing my office shirt and skirt.

Soon, he finished his music and came next to me, and took his drink from the bar. We both were sitting at the bar counter and he was quick to start a conversation with me

Boy – Hey mam did you like my music?
Me – Yes dear, it was nice.

Boy – As nice as you?
Me – Ohh, thanks for calling me nice.

Boy – I could not concentrate on my music because of you.
Me – Why?

Boy – You are so gorgeous lady, I could not take my eyes off you.
Me – Ohh, thanks dear.

Boy – You alone here?
Me – No, my daughter has gone with her friends.

Boy – So that means you are alone as of now. Would you like to have drinks with me in my room?
Me – Hmmm.
Boy – Don’t worry, I won’t bite.

I was quite tempted as he was a nice looking boy and his flirting had made me somewhat excited inside. I took a chance and agreed to his proposal. We went right into his room in the hotel which turned out to be on the same floor as mine.

We started having drinks and he told me his name was Adil and he was studying in a college nearby. I told him my name and what I did.

We both were having talks for some time and he would not leave any chance of flirting with me.

In my heart, I was thinking as to go for the boy or stop it at the moment as I didn’t know how my daughter would react. After a few drinks, he got carried away and he came near me and kissed me on my cheeks. I was surprised and soon, we both got carried away and started kissing each other passionately.

He was the one dominating the kiss. Our tongues were exchanging juices and I was starting to get wet down. Soon, I got into my senses and I broke the kiss and said to him,

Me – I think we should stop it here
Adil – Why Sonia??

Me – I am married and have a daughter. Also, I am twice your age.
Adil – Ohh Sonia, you are so attractive. Don’t you want to have some fun?

Me – No, it won’t be right, Adil.
Adil – Please Sonia, I want to taste a hot milf like you.

His words were making me excited but I controlled myself and ran to my room. As soon as I reached my room, I opened my skirt and threw it on the floor. Damn, my panty was wet. I could not think much.

Suddenly, my doorbell rang. I peeped from inside, it was Adil. I quickly dragged him inside and started kissing him again. He was shocked to see me without a skirt. He smiled and said, “Sonia, what sexy thighs you have! Look at your butts!”

I whispered, “Don’t waste time Adil. My daughter would be here anytime.”

He quickly removed his pants and dropped his underwear. His cock was not hard immediately. He started to open my shirt and I was wearing a black bra inside.

He removed my bra and threw it on the bed. He grabbed my 36 size milf boobs and started playing with them. His hands on my boobs were making my brown nipples hard. He would kiss my neck and pinch my nipples, making me moan.

I was getting excited and was loving his way of foreplay. He was licking and sucking my nipples so nicely that I was feeling so happy inside. He said, “I have now tasted a milf’s boobs for the first time.”

He now slowly went down and started kissing my navel. I was getting excited and he soon pulled my panty and threw it on the floor. My pussy was a bit hairy which he loved and soon he started to finger my pussy.

I lay on the bed and spread my legs for him. The young boy started licking my pussy which made me move my butts in pleasure on the bed. I was loving the way he was licking my pussy. I was having a nice time.

Now I wanted to taste him so I asked him to lie down on the bed. I started my licking his manly nipples and gave him a gentle kiss on the chest and slowly massaged his balls with my hands. I took his cock in my mouth. It got hard like a rock and once hard, it was not less than 7-inch. He was loving the way I was sucking his cock.

Now we both were ready for the action. I asked him if he had a condom. He took out one and wore it on his cock.

I got on top of him and guided it inside my milf pussy and gosh, I was riding this young boy’s cock. He grabbed my ass while I was riding his cock. He was increasing and decreasing his speed of fucking my pussy.

I was moaning, “Aaahh baby..Do it faster..” He then got me in doggy style against the window and started fucking my pussy hard in the doggy style, grabbing my hairs hard and slapping my ass like a slut.

I was screaming in pain and pleasure, “Do it faster Adil, I am about to cum..”

He was fucking me and abusing me, “You are such a hot horny slut, Sonia. You have such big boobs and tight pussy.”

Soon I laid on the bed and he started fucking me in missionary position. I had cummed once but as soon as he was about to cum, my daughter entered the room! It was quite awkward for me as he was still hard. I grabbed a bedsheet and covered myself and he too quickly dressed up and left for his room.

I convinced my daughter to keep it a secret. Adil had taken my number so we did meet again once before I left the next day to let Adil complete his session with me.

Guys, if you liked this part do let me know will share the next part too.

This is the English version of the award-winning story of the TMKOC contest ‘Tapu ki MILF Sena.’ You can read that story if you prefer reading in Hinglish. This story has some changes for English readers.

This story is about Gokuldham society, where everyone is very close, even in ways not expected. Jethalal has his eyes on Babita. He constantly flirts with her and never leaves a chance to stay alone with her.

Sonu, the only female member of Tapu Sena, had grown old. She now enjoyed taking dicks from all the male members of Tapu Sena. Abdul, a total pervert, used to secretly make MMS of the society members and sell them to other perverts.

Popatlal would regularly jerk off to those MMS. He enjoyed watching Babita and Anjali bathe.

It was a Wednesday, the day the society ladies got together for a kitty party. This time, the kitty party was at Anjali Bhabhi’s place. Anjali had made exceptional preparations for the kitty party. She had even requested Taarak to come late from the office.

It’s 3 o’clock, and everyone is at Anjali’s place except Madhavi bhabhi. The ladies have some tea and gossip while they wait for Madhavi bhabhi. Finally, she arrives after an hour. Her hair was messed up, clothes were worn hastily, which shocked everyone present.

Madhavi had a smile on her face which she could not curtail. Looking at this, Roshan bhabhi jokingly says, “Bhide ben, it seems Bhide bhai gave you some extra homework.” Everyone laughs. Madhavi says, “His chalk is always blunt. This is Tapu’s magic….” Madhavi shuts up, realizing she has spilled the beans.

Babita Ji says, “Madhavi, tell us what Tapu did to you? I know he is not a kid anymore and has done much more to me. He is a stud, isn’t he?”

Madhavi smiles and says, “Oh Babita, it’s awkward, but I will say it anyway. You guys are my girl gang.”

[Madhavi starts recollecting her story about an hour before in flashback.]

Bhide had gone to Ratnagiri to deliver a big order of Pickles and Papad. He was to stay there for a few days. So Madhavi and Sonu were alone at home. Sonu was studying in her room.

Madhavi went and said, “Sonu, I am going to a kitty party. You continue with your studies and no fucking around with Tapu Sena.”

Madhavi goes to her room to get ready, but Sonu assumes Madhavi has left. She thinks to herself, “I am alone at home. Whom should I fuck? Goli? No, he is too heavy. Gogi? No, he is a kid and has a tiny dick. Pinku? Yes, but he will take a lot of time to come here. Let me just call Tapu. He is always available for me.”

Sonu calls Tapu and says, “Tapu, come and fuck me ASAP. No one’s home!” Tapu was quick to reach Sonu’s home. Sonu takes Tapu to her room and starts kissing him. Being a pro at this, Tapu quickly removed Sonu’s clothes and started admiring her body, Sonu’s short hair, fair skin, big boobs, big ass.

Sonu jumps onto Tapu and starts riding on him. In the next room, Madhavi, who was just about to leave for the kitty party, gets suspicious and tries to peep into Sonu’s room and is shocked. She bangs open the door and yells at Sonu. Sonu, full of guilt, immediately rushes to the bathroom.

Tapu, too, starts wearing his clothes. Madhavi could not help but notice Tapu’s huge dick. She goes closer towards Tapu and stops him from wearing his clothes. Both of them stare into each other’s eyes. Madhavi comes forwards and starts kissing Tapu.

Tapu uses his hands to untie Madhavi’s hair bun and open her hair. They were still kissing each other when Sonu came out dressed from her bathroom. She yells, “ Aai, what are you doing?”

Embarrassed Madhavi, who did not want to miss out on the opportunity of fucking Tapu, says, “Sonu, let me sleep with him once. You go and have fun with Gogi next door. He is alone right now. I will not tell anything to Baba.”

Sonu smiles and says, “Fine, but do it on your bed. And I am going to Pinku’s place and will return by tomorrow.” Sonu leaves.

Madhavi looks and Tapu and says, “Come Tapu, my room it is. Show me what you got!” Madhavi takes Tapu to her room but keeps the door open. Madhavi removes her saree and throws it on the floor.

Madhavi aunty’s chubby body, long silky hair, fair skin and big ass excites Tapu. He starts fucking Madhavi aunty. While fucking Madhavi in doggy style, Tapu says, “Madhavi aunty, you are an angel. I want to fuck you every day.”

Madhavi slaps Tapu and says, “Tapu, stop calling me aunty from now onwards.” Madhavi pushes Tapu on the bed and starts riding on him.

While riding Tapu, Madhavi looks at the clock and says, “Shit Tapu, I am late for the kitty party. I have to get going. We will fuck later, darling.”

Tapu holds Madhavi and says, “Madhavi, please some time more. I am in love with your body.” Madhavi blushes but still gets ready quickly and comes to the kitty party while Tapu is still waiting.

[Presently at the kitty party]

“This is how I ended up fucking Tapu. Babita Ji, you were saying something about your experience with Tapu. Tell us more!” Madhavi Bhabhi says.

Anjali Bhabhi says, “Hmm, so Madhavi bhabhi, Babita ji and even I have slept with Tapu. Babita ji, tell your story first, then I will say.”

[Babita starts telling her story]

A few years ago, while performing an experiment, some chemicals spilled on Iyer’s dick, and he became impotent. I did not have sex for a year. But I could not control myself. I told Iyer that enough is enough, and I would be restarting my sex life.

One day I went to Jetha Ji’s place for some work. He was alone at his home and lonely because Dayaben was not there. He was flirting with me. I could not control myself and give into him. He offered me his Gujarati Fafda. I offered him my Bengali Rasgoolas.

We would have a quickie at his godown, or sometimes he would come to my house. But one day, Iyer caught us red-handed. He was angry, but I said that I wanted sex. If he could not provide me with sex, I would get it from Jetha Ji.

Iyer was very angry at Jethalal. They had a big fight. Iyer blackmailed Jethalal that he would tell about our affair to Chachaji if we did not stop. Then Jetha Ji stopped seeing me.

I again did not have sex for months and was frustrated. Iyer had been transferred to another location for a few months. I had the chance to find a partner for myself. I was having a smoke on my balcony when I saw Tapu. He was young and energetic.

I thought if he would be a good fuck for me. I called him and asked if he was willing to go out to the mall with me for some shopping. He agreed. We went to the mall, watched a romantic movie. I shopped for some nighties and lipsticks. We even had dinner at a luxury restaurant.

I bought some condoms from the pharmacy on the way back home, hiding them from Tapu. We reached the society. I asked Tapu to come to my place for some coffee. He came to my apartment, and I showed him the coffee-flavored condom.

He was shocked and said, “What is this, Babita aunty?”

“Shut up, Tapu. We went on a date. Don’t call me aunty. I took you to the movies, restaurant. All this was not for nothing.”

“What do you want from me, Babita?”

“Sex! I want to have you as my fuck buddy.”

“But Babita, I have never done sex. And you are much older than me. I can’t do this.”

“Shut up. I will teach you how it’s done.”

I removed my clothes and started kissing Tapu. Tapu starts enjoying it. I then removed Tapu’s clothes and started sucking his dick. I sucked Tapu’s dick and finally swallowed the cum.

“That was quick, Tapu. Here, take some pills,” I said, giving Tapu some delaying pills. I then started riding on Tapu’s large dick. I thought to myself, “OMG, this is much more enjoyable than Jetha Ji’s dick. I can not let go of my hands off Tapu. He’s a gem.”

I keep fucking him, and we slept together that night. I kept calling Tapu regularly for sex. We even went out on dates. Tapu is my boyfriend, who, for some reason, is cheating on me with my best friend, Anjali. Care to explain, Anjali?

[Babita Ji’s story ends]

[Anjali Bhabhi starts telling her story]

Tapu and I have a sweet relationship like a mother and son. I don’t have a son, so I consider him my son. We have had this mother-son thing for a long time, but it got sexual only a year back.

One day, I was alone at home. Taarak had gone to Jaipur for a book fest. Jetha Bhai came to my house hurriedly and said that he and Bapuji had to go to Bachau village for some urgent reasons. He gave me a bag of Tapu’s stuff and asked me to take care of him.

Tapu returned from college in the afternoon, and I took him inside my home. While he freshened up, I saw his phone and went through his conversations with Babita. She was inviting Tapu over for sex. I acted cool and let Tapu go and have some fun with Babita.

Meanwhile, I prepared myself for when Tapu returned home. I had decided that it was no fun acting like his mom. I desperately needed to have a more intimate relationship with him. I wore a nightie, lit some candles and prepared Tapu’s favorite food- Burger.

Tapu returned home at 7 and was shocked to look at me. He said, “What are you wearing, Mom?”

“Shhh… do as I say, son. Come have some dinner with your mommy.”

I fed him well and asked him to take some rest. He was watching some movies on the television. I surprised him by taking off my nightie and said, “Tapu beta, surprise your mommy!”

“What?”

“I know you are fucking Babita. But being your mother, I have the first right on you. Now come kiss me.”

“It seems weird. You are like my mom.”

“Yes, I will remain your mom. But come and kiss me.”

Tapu came closer to me but could not kiss me. I opened my hair and started kissing Tapu. He said, “It’s weird, but I liked it.” I replied, “Let’s do something more extreme.”

I took him to my room and removed his clothes. My son was naked in front of me. He was hesitant to fuck me, so I had to start riding on him. I enjoyed the sex, but he still felt weird having sex with his mother like aunty.

I confronted him. “Relationships have to evolve. You were my son until now, and I enjoyed taking care of you. Now it is your turn to give back as I command. Our relationship will grow even stronger if we start sleeping together. From now onwards, you are my sex son, and I am your sex mom.”

We had sex one more time before going to bed. The next day again, he was hesitant to have sex with me. But I showed him a clip that I had recorded last night and the screenshot of him and Babita that I had stored. I blackmailed him. He gave in, and we had a good fuck. I had to blackmail him for two days, after which he got comfortable with me, and our relationship grew further.

Now, whenever Taarak is not at home, I call him. Or, if he is at home, we do a quickie in the kitchen. Taarak is too dumb to understand anything.

[Anjali Bhabhi’s story ends]

Komal Bhabhi laughs and says, “It seems only Roshan Bhabhi and I are the ones not fucked by Tapu.” Roshan bhabhi refutes, “Actually, I fucked him once a few months ago.”

[Roshan Bhabhi’s story]

Sodhi had gone to Punjab for months, and I was alone. I always saw Tapu going to Anjali and Babita Ji’s place. I was desperate, and I presumed he was available for sex. So I called him at my home after making Gogi sleep. I straight away asked him for sex, which he declined.

I had no other option but to drug him. I spiked his lassi, and when he went unconscious, I took him to my room, and I fucked him like a sex doll. The next day when he came to know what I had done to him, he was very angry at me. But he could not do anything as I blackmailed him with our photos.

I never needed to have sex with him again as Sodhi returned the day later. But Sodhi is again going to Punjab for a month. So I might need Tapu again for my needs. Hahaha.

[Roshan Bhabhi’s story ends]

Everyone is laughing, but Komal bhabhi starts crying. Komal says, “Tapu has slept with all of you but for me. Why? Because I am fat and unattractive! I am going right away and fucking that motherfucker.” Komal Bhabhi storms out of the kitty party.

Anjali says, “Babita, Why don’t we have a threesome with Tapu. Jetha bhai and Chachaji are going out this weekend. What say?”

“Great Idea, Anjali. I can’t wait to see you naked,” replies Babita Ji. The ‘mahila mandal’ then dissolves the kitty party.

Meanwhile, Komal bhabhi had returned home and was angry at Tapu for not approaching her for sex. She was the most sex-starved woman as Dr. Haathi was not fit for fucking. Luckily for her, Dr. Haathi had gone for a patient visit.

She picked up her phone and called Tapu. “Tapu, Where are you right now? At the clubhouse? Ok. Please come to my home. I need some help. No, don’t bring Goli. It’s a surprise for him. You come alone, beta,” Komal said.

Komal started waiting for Tapu to come. The doorbell rang, and in came Tapu. “What happened, Komal aunty? Why did you call me here?” asked Tapu.

Komal was in no mood to explain or request Tapu for sex. She straight away and went ahead, kissing Tapu. Tapu was shocked and did not know how to react.

Komal looked at Tapu and said, “Tapu motherfucker, I know you are fucking Babita and Anjali for a long time. You have also slept with Roshan. Now you will have to sleep with me too.”

“Ok, Komal, aunty. No problem. But in return, you will have to feed me Pizza and Samosas,” replied Tapu. Komal replied, “Done, baby. Now come with me.” and took Tapu to her bedroom.

There she removed her clothes and laid on the bed. Tapu knew exactly what he had to do. He immediately entered his dick into Komal aunty and took her for a ride, which lasted for 15 minutes.

Komal quickly wore her clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare food for Tapu with a smile. Tapu sat on the sofa, waiting for Komal to come with his food. Tapu relished the Samosas and Pizzas and left Komal’s place.

What happened next will be told in another story. This was an English adaptation of my Hinglish story: “Tapu ki MILF Sena.” Please comment below if you want me to continue posting such English versions of my story. Do let me know in the comments how you feel about this story.

Hi, I’m Sarfaraz Khan, back with my next story. It’s the continuation of my previous story of a housewife. Those who haven’t read my previous stories are requested to read them once. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.

So this story was given to me by one of the readers, Laxmi Goel. A 26-year-old newly married housewife involving her kinky fantasy to explore new and thrilling sex fantasies. So read in her own words.

I was getting exciting day by day, thinking what he would think about me? Will he fulfill all my hidden desires? Will he, too, have similar kinky desires to fuck a Hindu housewife? All this made me masturbate 3-4 times every day apart from my regular sex with hubby.

So finally, the day arrived. I was making all efforts to look as traditional and sexy as possible. I wore a grand red saree and a matching black glittery blouse. I wore all my traditional ornaments worn by a woman on her suhagraat. I was wearing a mang tika(a jewelry piece) on my forehead.

And red bangles(Kangan) were making a clank every time I moved hands. I also wore dark red lipstick and makeup. After almost 2 hours of dressing, when I came out, my hubby was almost stunned. He was looking at me with a wide mouth.

“Dear Laxmi, I swear you are looking sexier than our first night. Any man would pay a million to spend a night with you like this. I’d fuck you right now if given a chance. But today is the day to fulfill your fantasy. Imran must be here at any moment. Don’t hesitate to fulfill all your desires today without any guilt. I love you always, and I love your fantasies too.”

Again thinking about the future actions, I was excited and apprehensive. Soon the doorbell rang. I was told to go to the bedroom. My husband was speaking to him about me. Probably he was saying to fuck me like never before. I was counting the seconds.

Soon I saw Imran for the first time though we had only spoken over the phone before. He looked quite charming. At 6 feet height, a wide chest and a trimmed length beard added to his personality. Nobody would believe he was only 24 years and unmarried.

He was watching me from head to toe, unable to digest the beauty of my body which would soon be under him. I was looking such that sexy any man would feel so. My 36D breasts were trying to jut out of the blouse. I was biting my lips, anticipating further actions.

He came and sat beside me. I was looking down. He lifted my chin, slowly brought his mouth close to me, and planted a light kiss. Gosh, he was hot. He continued caressing my lips with his. Then slowly brought out his tongue and pushed it inside my mouth. We were kissing just like Hollywood kisses.

I was amazed at the sync we were making. It looked perfect. I’m sure my hubby was enjoying watching us. (We had planned to record it secretly.) Now he held my face and kissed wildly while his beard tickled me in the neck. We now broke the kiss with a string of saliva running between our mouths.

Soon he unhooked my saree pallu, and my valley was exposed. I had worn all the ornaments, and hence he had to remove them one by one. He planted a kiss (rather a bite) on my upper cleavage each time he removed an ornament.

He started undraping my saree completely. He smelled my body aroma in it before tossing it away. Now I was in only a blouse and a petticoat. He was watching me with all the lust in his eyes.

He now went to unhook my blouse, which I helped him. I was wearing a red lacy bra underneath, giving a clear picture of my dark pinkish nipples. Yes! Even after marriage, I had them like a young girl, which my husband told me is unique.

He quickly went to them, sucking them over the bra and licking near the nipple area. I was moaning in pleasure. Soon he went behind and unhooked my bra and Lo! My 36D buxom boobs were in front of him. He wasted no time taking one in the mouth and another in hand, playing alternatively.

He was treating them as a possessed treasure. He told me that my breasts were the biggest yet firm among all the girls he fucked. A rare combination, thanks to my family. Soon he was biting me over them, mainly on the nipple bud, which was already erect by now almost half-inch elevated.

I couldn’t control the biting and twisting of my nipples. I started moaning, “Imran. Suck them. Very good.” After some time, he proceeded to my petticoat and opened its nada. I was in matching netted panty. I had clean-shaved my pussy a day before.

He now lifted my legs and slid down my panty too. I was already leaking juices there, and a strong smell of my juices was all over the room. Now he started removing his pajamas. I was watching at the surprise I wanted. Soon his cock was out.

It was almost 8 inches and circumcised with purple glans. However, I had watched a Muslim dick in porn but never in reality. I took it in my hands and started making it harder. My bangles were making a clanking sound with my movement. He was enjoying himself with closed eyes.

I spat some saliva and further continued my handjob. Soon he was erect fully, and his cock with the glistening tip looked like a giant lollypop with a strawberry on top. I wanted to taste it badly. Without warning, I just took it inside my mouth as he let a gasp.

I was blowing like a slut. I’m sure nobody had done so perfectly to him. He was enjoying with moans, “Ahhh, my dear Laxmi! Wow. Your mouth is feeling like heaven.” I now deep-throated him, and his cock was almost choking me up to my pharynx.

He now held my head and started pumping like fucking my mouth. His dick started throbbing like a balloon. I knew he’d cum soon, but I wanted to taste and hence started blowing vigorously. He now held my open hair and spurted jets of cum inside my mouth which I had to swallow.

He looked at my mouth, and his dick smeared with red lipstick and smiled. He told me it was the best blowjob he ever got. Now he told me it was his turn. He opened up my thighs and parted my pussy lips. It was already letting juices. He finger fucked for a while and soon was between my legs.

He kept them aside and brought out his warm tongue. The moment it touched my clit, I shook. He started licking its walls. Each time he bit or sucked the clit, I’d lift my hips. I now started feeling heaven. I held his head onto my pussy, tightly crushing my clit against his mouth.

Soon I had a huge orgasm. I moaned as my body shivered. He licked all my leaked juices. We came in 69 position as I was again blowing his monster while he continued licking me. I knew I’d be having another orgasm. But I wanted it with the actual pleasure.

I told him to fuck me now as I couldn’t hold longer. He agreed and laid me on my back while he came in between my legs and put them over his shoulders. I was waiting for my dream to come true. He now started teasing me by rubbing his cock all around my pussy.

I couldn’t hold my pleasure and shouted, “Aur mat tadpao!” I held his circumcised cock and guided me in my pussy hole. It was difficult in the beginning as I was not adjusted to the size. So he started slowly. After about 4-5 slow movements, his cock was fully inside me.

It was a different feeling. Though I had fucked with my husband many times, a cock of a taboo and your darkest fantasy can give another level of fun. Soon he held my waist and started moving in and out. My pussy walls were gripped so tight to his cock like they never wanted to let it go.

Soon he was fucking me like a mad dog. I was enjoying myself like a bitch in the heat. “Chodo mujhe. Poori kardo meri tamanna.” He was moving at full speed now as our pelvis bones hit each other. I wanted to pull him as deep into depths of pussy.

I could so wrap my legs around his waist, pulling his cock more on as my payal was making a reverberating sound. In passion, I pulled his head up and started biting near his ears and shoulder, leaving red marks. Soon I was close to another orgasm. He increased the speed further.

Now it was only ‘thap thap’ sounds heard in the room. I was moaning like a mad animal at the pleasure he was generating. I couldn’t hold, and I shouted, “I’m cumming, don’t stop,” and soon came in spasms. My body looked exhausted at the fucking, but he was going on. I was amazed at the stamina.

He was perfectly making strokes. I knew his wife would be most lucky. Soon he told me he was cumming. I wanted it inside me as I was on pills. I moaned, “Imran give me your cum. My pussy is thirsty. Drench it with that.” He gave a loud cry before cumming gallons of cum inside my hot hole.

His semen seemed never-ending, and he collapsed on my body with pleasure. We rested for some time before another round. This time with me riding his cock facing him. We also tried doggy style. It impressed him very much as my ass bounced with each stroke.

We laid for a while and decided to call it a day. I dressed up again in the red saree. He told this was his best sex ever. My husband was waiting with his cock outside. He told me he came thrice watching us.

We thanked Imran for fulfilling our fantasy, and he promised it’ll always be a secret. All married women with such lucky husbands should enjoy all their kinky fantasies. I enjoyed mine. Sex beyond the usual stereotypes and barriers is always much much fun. You can enjoy more kinky stories here. Goodbye.