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Hello guys, this is my first time writing a story, so bare with me, please. Let me tell you about myself first. My name is Raj (name changed) and I am from Mumbai. Some of the events are true and the rest of the story is imaginary. I hope you will like it.

In my family, there are a total of 4 members. Me (Raj, 19), my father (Suresh, 45), who is working in an MNC, my mother (Anjali, 42), who is a housewife, and my sister (Shraddha, 23), who is doing a master in IT. I am the youngest person in the family.

Now, let me describe both ladies of my family. My mom’s figure is the same as actress Mrunal Thakur, but with a little belly. Her boobs are a treat to watch even if she’s wearing clothes.

My sister’s figure is the same as actress Ananya Panday with Janvi Kapoor’s boobs. No wonder my sister is very famous in her college.

Now, about me, I am 6 feet tall with an athletic body because I workout every day. My dick size is 5 inches and 3 centimeters but thick. I am an average male. Now, let’s begin, I’ll be posting this story in parts, so stay tuned.

So, this adventure started a few months back. I had a very bad addiction, addiction to watching porn every day. But even if I watch porn every day, I don’t masturbate daily. I masturbate once a month. I have controlled the urge to masturbate every time I watch porn.

And I always prefer watching milf and incest videos over the others. That was why I started developing a crush on my own mom and my sister.

We live in a 2 BHK flat. 1 bedroom is for dad and mom, and the other one is for me and my sister. So I have seen my sister in her inner sometimes. She had also watched me in my inner as we shared the same room, but it never crossed my mind to fuck my mom or my sister.

One day, I was watching porn as always in my room and the door was slightly open. I never thought that my mom would come into my room at that time. But she did and caught me red-handed. I was so terrified and ashamed at the same time. She scolded me for half an hour. Then I begged at her feet because she was going to tell this incident to my dad.

I said: I’ll do whatever you ask, just don’t tell dad and I’ll never watch this shit again.

She said: I am letting you free this time only and you will do whatever I say at any time.

I just nodded my head and then she left my room. And that whole week went like nothing had happened. So I was relieved. Then next Tuesday, I was getting ready to go to college. But my mom told me to stay at home for some work. So I bunked my college that day and I was chilling in my room. My dad went to the office and Shraddha di (sister) also went to her college. Then around noon, mom called me into her bedroom.

When I went in, I was dumbstruck by the view. My mom was wearing a transparent nightie. I was able to see her red bra and red panty clearly. I immediately closed my eyes and said –

Me: Why did you call me here?

She said in a teasing voice: Why are your eyes closed? You don’t want to see your mommy? Am I not “Hot” and “Sexy” like the MILFs you watch in those videos?

I thought I was dreaming or something. But no, it wasn’t a dream. I was totally confused about what to do or what to say. She came near me, held my hand, and started walking toward the bed. She made me sit on the bed and sat on my lap. I was so terrified and I was in shock that I passed out for 15 minutes.

When I woke up, I saw my mom lying in bed beside me and was playing with my tool. My tool was rock hard. After seeing this, I immediately got up from the bed and wore my pants, and ran into my bedroom. My mom also came into my room quickly.

Mom: What happened?

I said: What were you doing with me? This is wrong!

Then she said: You are the one who watches MILF porn every day. That means you like older women more than young girls.

I said: That is the other thing, but you are my mom. How can you think it can happen between you and me? It’s disgusting!

Then she said: There is nothing wrong with this.

She asked me: Do you have a girlfriend?

I said: No, why?

Then she again asked: That means you are a virgin?

I was like, “What the hell is happening with me?” Then she asked me the same question again.

I said: Yes, I am a virgin.

Then she said: Shame on you. You are in your 20s and still a virgin. Let me teach you how to satisfy a girl or a woman.

And she winked at me. All the time, her voice was naughty. Suddenly, she said –

Mom: You have to listen to me. Otherwise, I will tell your dad about your porn addiction (she said this in an angry tone).

I gathered myself together, looked into my mom’s eyes, and kissed her on her lips. This time, she was surprised by my actions. For a few seconds, she didn’t understand what happened. But then she also responded to my kiss. We were exchanging our saliva and biting on each other’s lips. Now we both were in the mood. Mom had taken all the control over me.

She said: Do as I say.

She ordered me to remove her transparent nightie. I did the same. Then she literally ripped off my t-shirt with force.

I said: Mom, take it easy. I am not going anywhere.

She slapped me and said, “Shut the fuck up.”

She was cursing in front of me and that thing turned me on more. Then she asked me to rate her body.

I said: It’s a perfect body. You are an angel, mom.

She blushed and said: Ohh my dear baby, thanks.

And then she ordered me to remove her bra. I did the same and I was starstruck by seeing those beautiful, soft, perfectly round, milk-dripping boobs. I jumped on those boobs without even looking at mom. She slapped me again and this time, it was way harder than the last time. I was about to cry as it was that hard.

Then I said: Why are you slapping me all the time? You want this to happen and now you are the one who is keeping me aside.

My mom said: Sorry baby, I know you want to make me happy, but you have to learn how to treat a woman first. If you respect women, then they will give their pussy with joy.

I said: Sorry mom, teach me how to do things.

She kissed me again and placed my mouth on her left boob. This feeling is hard to explain. But I was on cloud nine. I was sucking my mom’s left boob and drinking mom’s milk. At the same time, she placed my one hand on her right boob to press. I was doing the same.

My dick was again rock hard and it was hurting because it was in my shorts. My mom saw my struggle in the shorts and asked me –

Mom: Let me help it.

She slid her hand into my shorts and brought out my dick. To my surprise, my dick size had increased by a little. My usual dick size in my boner was 5 inches 3 cm and now it was something around 5 inches 8 cm.

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We’ll continue the story in the next part. Stay tuned. I’ll post the next part shortly.

Meanwhile, send me your comments or thoughts on my writing or storytelling in my email: [email protected]

Hello, all ISS fans. I hope I got your cocks hard and pussies wet by telling the story of my visit to Mumbai with Barkha Aunty. Here is the concluding episode. I hope you will enjoy this one too.

Continuing from where I left the last part. We fell asleep after steamy sex under the shower, followed by sucking off each other in 69 position in Barkha Aunty’s room. We hardly slept for 2 hours. The alarm on my phone went off at 6.00. I got up, put on my clothes, shifted to my room, and slept again.

It was the wedding day. The rituals would start at around 9.30. The ceremony would go on till 1.30 in the afternoon. I had nothing much to do except sit there witnessing the ceremony. So I started to look for a suitable transport for returning to Ahmedabad.

Barkha Aunty and I had decided to leave once the reception started in the evening. I checked on the IRCTC portal for trains departing after 9 pm but had no luck there. So I started looking for the buses. I also found no seats or berths on seater or sleeper coaches were available.

I called Barkha Aunty, took her to a corner and explained the situation. She thought for a while and asked me to check for flights. I told her that it would be expensive. She told me not to worry and assured me she would take care of it.

“You can sleep over at my place and then go to your place in the morning,” she said with a wink. A seductive smile appeared. I got a hard-on instantly. Before I could reply anything, she went back to where she was.

I found a flight departing from Mumbai around 10.30 pm. Mumbai to Ahmedabad takes just one hour by flight. We bid goodbye to the host and left the reception venue at 8.30. The airport was not very far, so we could easily make it in time.

We were both quite tired, so we fell asleep and dozed off throughout the flight. It felt like just 5 minutes had passed when the announcement was made about landing at Ahmedabad. We booked an Ola and reached Barkha Aunty’s place by 12.15 or so. Her kids were away at their grandparents’ place.

Barkha Aunty resides in a penthouse of a 17-storey apartment. It’s a lavish 3 BHK apartment with exclusive rights to an open terrace of 600 sq. ft. It’s the tallest building in that area. We kept our bags down and sat on the sofa in the living room, relaxing for a few minutes.

Barkha Aunty asked, “Care for a cup of coffee? I need it badly. I have had a headache since this afternoon.”

“Sounds good,” I replied. She took her bag and went inside the bedroom. I used the common bathroom to freshen up myself and changed into a boxer. I remained topless as it was quite hot even at that time. When I came out of the bathroom, Barkha Aunty was in the kitchen.

I was stunned to see her when I peeked inside the kitchen. She had put on one of those flimsy nighties, which reveal more than they cover. It was made of lavender-coloured satin fabric with noodle straps. It fell nicely over her body, projecting her every curve beautifully.

It stopped just below where her humongous butt ended. I could see her ass cheeks jiggling while she moved around in the kitchen. Yellow bra straps were visible on her shoulder alongside the noodle straps of her nighty. Her panty line was also clearly visible through her nighty.

I kept ogling at her for a few seconds. A tent was already formed around my crotch. My cock got fully erect inside my boxer in no time at all.

“Who needs a coffee when such a hot Aunty is around,” I said. I entered the kitchen and stood right behind her. I held her by her waist, locking my hands on her stomach. I buried my face in her freshly shampooed hair and inhaled deeply. The mixed fragrance of her shampoo and her deo was exhilarating.

“Oh, Barkha, I think I have got addicted to you.” I pushed my pelvis forward and ground my hard-on into her ass. She moaned and threw her head back on my shoulder. Her right hand moved behind, and she caressed my hair. She pulled my face to her front from her side.

She turned her head towards the right to kiss me full on my mouth. I ground my cock harder into her ass. At the same time, I slid my hands upwards and took possession of her massive globes over the sheer fabric of the nighty and her bra.
We kissed while I played with her boobs for a min or so.

Then she broke the kiss, turned around and pushed me back, saying, “Go and wait outside. Otherwise, the milk will spill, and I’ll send you to look for milk now.” I went back to the living room and waited for her. She brought two mugs of coffee along with some cookies after a while. We sat there sipping the coffee.

“Looks like I’ll have to take some painkillers,” Barkha Aunty said. “Why painkillers for headaches? Disprin should suffice,” I said. “No. It’s not only a headache. My whole body is in pain. It’s the combined effect of all the action we had over the last 3 days and lack of sleep,” She said.

“I have got a better idea,” I said. “What is it?” She asked. “Let’s finish coffee first,” I said. Once cookies and coffee were taken care of, she kept the mugs and plate in the sink. I asked her where she kept extra mattresses. She showed me the place.

I took one mattress and took it out on the terrace. Then I asked her for a plastic sheet. I covered the mattress with the plastic sheet and told her to lie on her stomach. “Come let me take care of your pains,” I said. “What is all this, Ronak?” she asked.

“I’m going to give you a full body massage. I’ll drive the pain out of your body.” I told her. The night was bright, and the moon shone brightly. Full moon night was still two nights away. But the sky was clear, and not a single cloud was there, so it looked like a full moon night.

Since we were on the top floor of the tallest building in the area, there was no chance of being observed by anyone. A cool breeze was flowing, and the cool rays of the moon brought the temperature down slowly. I asked Barkha Aunty to fetch a bottle of coconut oil and a bottle of moisturizer.

She brought them and handed them over to me. I sat on the mattress and extended my hand. She held it, and I pulled her towards me. She let her body loose and let it fall on me. I held her and slowly made her lie on her back. I placed my phone on the floor and played a playlist of soft romantic songs.

I kept the volume comfortable, i.e., not too loud or too low. I lifted one leg of Barkha Aunty and started pressing the joints of her toes one by one. After a while, I repeated the same treatment on the second leg. Then I pressed her both feet with both my hands, particularly focusing on the palms of her feet.

Then I took some oil and mixed some moisturizer into it. I started massaging the upper side of her feet. I applied pressure with my thumb while spreading the mixture. She moaned as she felt relaxed. Then I shifted my attention to her sheen and calf muscles. Her freshly waxed skin felt so good on my palm.

I gently pressed her calf muscles and also massaged them. She bent her legs from the knee and lay raising her knees to facilitate me in massaging her calf muscles. In doing so, her nighty slid to her stomach. I could see her yellow silk panties that matched perfectly with her bra.

She reminded me of Bipasha Basu’s yellow bikini in Dhoom 2. Her milky shapely thighs came into full view. I moved further up and started massaging her thighs. I also shifted my sitting place. I moved to sit beside her near her right thigh and massaged her thighs expertly.

“Oh, it’s feeling so good. I needed this,” she said in a sexy voice. I kept working on her thighs quietly. I would slide my hands from just above the knee and end on the upper thigh. I would end the stroke a little closer to her groin area with every stroke. I could sense her breathing becoming heavy.

Her moans of relaxation gave way to moans of arousal. In the last two strokes, my fingertips grazed the fabric of the crotch of her panty. She jerked a little both times as if some electric current had passed through her. Then I asked her to turn and made her lie on her back.

I told her to spread her legs wider, and I settled between her knees. I sat on my knees and massaged the backside of her thighs simultaneously. After a few minutes, I moved up and kneaded her sexy ass. I mauled her butt by inserting my hands inside her panties.

I traced her butt crack with my fingers up and down. I even poked her asshole with my finger a couple of times. Still, I did not remove her panties and moved further to massage her waist. Now I told her to put her legs together. I sat on her, keeping both my knees on either side of hers.

I sat on her upper thighs and slid her nighty further up to her upper back. I started applying coconut oil and moisturizer to the waist area. Her yellow bra came into view. I massaged starting from the tailbone and moved upwards along the spinal cord.

I would end just below the bra strap and then would trace back. I slid my hand up and down. My cock would press on her spongy ass when I stretched to slide my palm upwards. Her mouth released erotic moans whenever my cock rubbed on her butt. Then I moved up further.

I unhooked her bra and raised her nighty to her shoulders to massage her upper back. I also shifted a little more and settled exactly on her ass. Feeling her spongy ass on my ass was a very pleasing experience. I kept my thumbs along the spinal cord on both sides.

I covered the other parts with my open palm and fingers. Then moved both hands together up to the nape of her neck. Then I moved to her shoulders from there and back to her lower back again. After doing her upper back, I switched my attention to her hands.

I took her left hand in my hand and massaged her fingers one by one. I didn’t miss a single joint on her fingers before moving to the back of her palm. Then I moved to her arm, then her elbow and upper arm. I also inserted my fingers in her armpit while massaging her upper arm and shoulder.

I repeated the same treatment to her right hand. She lay there stretching both her hands to her sides. I went back to massage her upper back and shoulder. Along the way, I slid her bra straps down from her shoulders. She removed her hands from the straps and completely discarded the bra without removing the nighty.

I would slide my hand from her shoulder to the fingers with each hand. While doing that, I would stretch fully on her. Whenever I did that, my cock would be pressed to her ass and slid inside her ass crack. My chest brushed against the velvety skin of her back.

I reached her nape, and my hot breath touched her earlobes. Her breathing got heavier. After doing this 6-7 times, I massaged her upper body’s sides. I moved my hands further on the sides till I could feel the sides of her boobs. A moan left her mouth whenever my fingers touched the sides of her breasts.

It was not out of pain but from the anticipation building inside her. I moved further down. My cock was hard pressed inside her butt crack. I was freely massaging the sides of her breasts. She released a deep moan and raised her upper body. It was an open invitation to move further down, and I had to oblige.

I stretched once more over her and inserted my hands between the bed and her breasts. Both my palms covered her boobs, and I pressed them gently. A loud moan came out of her mouth. I was lying flat on her. My cock into her ass crack. My mouth was at her neck, and my hands were on her breasts.

I pressed her breasts from the base while giving wet kisses on the nape of her neck. She was enjoying the attention I paid to her body. Then I turned her around. She lay there looking at me in anticipation while I mixed oil and lotion on my palm. I sat at her side now, close to her waist and upper body.

I carefully applied the mixture to her breasts, leaving the nipples untouched. “Oh, Ronak, from where did you learn this art of seduction? It’s feeling wonderful, simply magical!” I didn’t say anything and kept working on her boobs quietly. Her moans grew in both frequency and intensity.

I would bring my fingers on her areola and circle around her nipple, leaving them untouched. They stood tall and hard over her boobs. She extended her hand and started caressing my hard-on over the boxer. A loud moan escaped her mouth as she felt my hardness.

She gently stroked it up and down. Then I left her breasts and asked her to turn around. She again lay on her stomach. I spread both her hands on both sides and held them tight with my hands. I lay on her so that every part of our body was pressed as if we were one. My hard cock was pressed in her ass-crack.

I started kissing her from above. I began from her neck and planted wet kisses all over her upper back. Then I traced her spinal cord with my tongue inch by inch. I would bite her gently while licking her back to where the curves or ass cheeks started.

Then I took the waistband of her panty between my teeth and slowly pulled it down, exposing the perfectly round globes of her ass. She raised her body slightly and lowered her panty from the front. I moved further down with her panty in my teeth.

I looked up when I reached her knees, and there it was. The outer lips of her pussy were clearly in sight, and drops of her fluids were sticking out of them.

It’s getting long, so I’ll have to stop here. Watch out for the concluding part. It’s coming soon. Meanwhile, let the feedback come in the comments section or write to me at [email protected]. Love you all!

In Part 5, published seven years back, we had the two couples making out furiously on the same bed. This was loved by many of our readers, who said that swapping means doing it on the same bed. Seeing each other’s spouse doing it to a different person gave them a new high.

But the reality in the next episode was a little different. Shyam suggested that we retire into each other’s rooms with the other wife. We all agreed and went into separate rooms.

This episode is, in Gayatri’s own words, how Shyam screwed the daylights out of her. Thanks to Seema for helping Gayatri write this.

I entered the bedroom along with Shyam. He said, “Gayatri, let’s chat over a glass of red wine for some time. Shall we?’ I gave my consent with a smile. We both made ourselves comfortable sitting across each other in the chairs, a little away from the bed.

The red wine began to flow down our throats gently, warming our bodies to generate an experience of a lifetime. After admiring me silently for a few seconds, he said, “I like your name Gayatri but what would suit you the most? Rati, the goddess of lust and sexual pleasure.”

His compliment bowled me over, and for a few seconds, I actually felt I was a sex goddess. To celebrate this charmer’s accolade and company, I merrily guzzled some wine.  “Thank you, Shyam. You make me so special.”

“That’s because you are.” His eyes penetrated my saree and began to touch my nipples. After glancing at my big breasts, I could see him pausing at my stomach while his eyes widened out of joy. He took a large sip of the red wine and spread his legs while shifting uncomfortably in the chair.

‘His cock must have caused that discomfort,’ I thought. True to my guess, I could see a huge bulge on his groin within no time.

“Wow! Gayatri, I love the folds on your stomach. It can make any man insane. Can I count them? Almost three, you seem to cause them to fold at your will. Sometimes flat stomach, and sometimes these nice love handles.”

I could feel my satin panty getting damp because of the intense desire in his eyes. The bulge between his legs became very evident now. I decided to tease him further. So while placing the glass on the table, I plunged the saree pallu to reveal my low-cut blouse carrying my milk pots and the white folds below.

“Gayatri, Gayatri, look at you.” He sat straight at once. “Your melons are bursting out of the blouse. Damn, lucky Ishaan. He must be drinking you three times a day. What? Four or five litres?”

My nipples became erect immediately. “You are right, Shyam. He needs my milk every day. But he wants to fondle them right through the day. I find that uncomfortable and irritating at times. It’s not like this romantic setting with you, wine in hand, you admiring and not pouncing on me against my intent.”

Shyam’s light grey trousers slowly developed a wet patch on his groin. Obviously, he was delighted with what he was hearing. “I will make love to you only when you are ready and want to, Gayatri. So do tell me. I am feeling sticky inside.”

To which I hurriedly had to state, “Even I have a dam bursting forth below, Shyam. Eagerly anticipating that your long penis will invade me once again today. So shall we? What do you say?”

“I can’t wait to undress you. Let us finish this wine quickly so we can drink the juices from each other in the bed.” I followed his suggestion and finished the entire glass of wine at once. His glass got emptied at the same time.

“Now let us have the drink from one glass. Why don’t you sit in my lap, my baby?” Shyam modulated his voice to seduce me further. The next moment, I was in his lap to sip the wine from his glass. The wine gave us more than the required heat and the heady feeling.

I was in my senses to realize that my saree’s pallu had abandoned me long ago to display the boobs in my blouse. But I didn’t bother to cover myself. Instead, I adjusted myself in his lap so my breasts rubbed his face. Giving him a brief chance to gently grip my right boob with his teeth.

“What a tease you are, baby. My cock is desperate to settle deep inside your tight pussy. Oh, how I enjoyed myself fucking you last time. Let’s finish the wine and get into the bed.” He emptied half the glass and passed the rest to me.

He started mauling the folds on my stomach lustfully. I always wondered why my folds turned men crazy. I asked him, “Do you play with Seema’s love handles like this often?”

“Oh, Seema does not have such prominent love handles. She has two, so good but not as good as you.”

While taking the glass from him, I tactfully tilted to spill a bit on my blouse. I must say, a perfect drop it was. The white coloured blouse got wet exactly around the nipple on my right. While I gulped down the drink, Shyam saw my dark brown nipple getting erect under the wet, white blouse.

Like a wild animal, he ripped my blouse’s buttons to suck me like a baby. We both went out of control. My moan was getting louder with each passing second. “Ahh, Shyam, suck me. Suck me, my baby. Drink my milk.”

While sucking me like crazy, Shyam whispered, “Yes, I am drinking your milk mixed with some wine. And what an awesome drink this is!”  Almost five minutes we spent enjoying the moment immensely. Then he immediately grabbed my lips, throbbing his tongue deep into my mouth.

The saliva flowed freely from his mouth to mine and my mouth to his. And down below, too, the juices began to flow. We got ready to touch the insides of each other.

Next, Shyam lifted me in his arms to place me on the pristine, soft bed. He then saw me sinking into the softness of the bed with my saree now displaced. “This has no place now. Let me get rid of it.” In no time, he untied my saree, leaving me in just a blouse and a petticoat.

“You know what? I make love to Seema, fantasizing about you very often. Believe me, I ejaculate a lot more semen when I do so.” He removed his shirt and pulled his pants down. Out popped his long lock, dripping and swaying a bit.

“Ah, what a lovely dick you have, Shyam,” I admired his tool. “It is fucking perfect for my hole. Come, get inside me.” He had a naughty smile. “Not till I get you naked, baby. I want to see your brown, protruding nipples and then drink the juice from your pussy.”

I can never forget the glint in his eyes while stripping my clothes, especially my maroon, laced bra and panty. “Your choice of lingerie is too good always, Gayatri. You like seducing a man, don’t you?”

I nodded, lying naked with my legs parted and ready to take his long cock into my wet pussy. Without wasting time, he gently rolled his warm tongue around my nipple. “Ah, Shyam, this feels so good,” I hugged him tight.

“But suck me, darling. Like a hungry baby. Drink my milk, please, Shyam, please.” I think my desire and desperation had turned him on immensely. He shoved his mouth with half of my breast at once to drag my nipple slowly.

I cried in pleasure, “Oh, baby, what a beautiful sucker you are. I was born to feed you all my life. Go on, Shyam, keep sucking me.” After obliging me for a while, he sucked my other breast too. My ear began to resonate with the subtle, rhythmic sound of sucking.

I moaned uncontrollably. He then kissed me all over my body till he reached my wet pussy. It has a craving to take him over again and again. His tongue was amazing. I wanted to get licked by him all day long. He knew where exactly on my clit to roll his tongue, stressing the right pleasurable points.

When his tongue touched my clitoris, I went totally out of control. He pressed his head against my pussy while my legs looped him to capture the moment. He had become my slave to give me ecstasy and obediently accept my command.

“Shyam, lick me. Slurp me. Shove your tongue inside my pussy. Eat me up.” I went on and on. My temporary lover followed all my instructions. With his hard, wet tongue, he rubbed me back and forth, back and forth. His fucking tongue gave me such a mind-blowing orgasm.

I went into a trance which left me numb. When I recovered, I pulled him up to kiss his forehead, cheeks and lips. “Oh, Shyam, that was simply beyond words. Will you be my slave forever?”

Shyam loved the fact that I was completely besotted with him now. “Sure, baby! I will be your slave lifelong, but only after we do a 69 position.”

I was a bit hesitant. “But I just cum. How can I come so easily again?” He whispered in my ear. “All you have to do is to trust me. Will you?” His words in my ears gave me a tickle in my pussy and made me say yes. The next minute, he was on my top.

His fuckable cock was in my mouth while my clit was under his face. I could feel his warm breath on my pussy when he smelled it. “Gayatri, your smell is such a bloody turn-on.”

Aah, I pressed his face against my pussy. I said, “Stop talking and lick me, you fucker. I want you to keep licking me with your fucking tongue.” I began to get aggressive, but he didn’t seem to mind. He obeyed me and licked me breathlessly.

I kept sucking his long cock. Oh, how I loved sucking him. In and out, in and out. I was pushing his foreskin back and forth, licking the insides systematically. There was a lot of froth being generated from the wetness.

This is a rare elixir. A rarer taste that comes from sustained foreplay and resisting the final orgasm. So, my tongue started doing things I had never imagined I would do a few months back. I let my tongue slide along the length of his cock.

In an acknowledgement that he is longer than my husband, all the way to his balls, I took one at a time in my mouth and rolled around. I could hear him moaning in ecstasy and launching a stronger attack on my G spot with his rough tongue.

He was moaning in pleasure while licking my clitoris with his warm and stiff tongue. My vulva was bulging with the pleasure he gave me endlessly. I couldn’t wait to cum. So, I started sucking him to squeeze all his juice out to give him the best orgasm of his lifetime.

Wow, the lollipop felt so good in my mouth that it created a non-stop flow in my pussy. He moaned a bit louder now. “Oh, Gayatri, the canal has burst open. Come, my baby. I am ready to come as well. Let’s leak in each other’s mouths.”

‘Ah, this man is born to pleasure me,’ I thought, spreading my legs wider. Catching the hint, he immediately pushed his tongue into my fuckhole. “Shyam!” I screamed loud, ready to come into his mouth. Seeing me excited, he began to leak slowly into my mouth.

“Gayatri, my baby, my love. I am about to cum. Ah, I am ready to ooze.” Hearing him so excited, I could not control either. I was on my way to ecstasy. However, I would have loved to prolong the journey to paradise. I wanted to be with this man as long as possible, but some things are beyond our control.

So I let myself lose, and I allowed myself to orgasm. “Shyam, lick me, drink me up. I am ready to come. Let us fill our mouths with our special juices.” For two seconds, there was no reaction from Shyam. Then suddenly, he ejaculated in my mouth. A warm, thick juice which instantly gave me an orgasm.

I could immediately feel him licking off my cum. Fuck, fuck, the juices overflowed to give us the best time ever. When it was over, we remained in the same position. I was rolling his semen over in my mouth and feeling the taste. It is different from Ishaan. The load was good, thanks to the foreplay.

He was over me, and me under him! Smelling and feeling each other, exchanging semen between our lips. When we came back to our senses, he came and slept over my breasts like a long-lost baby. I loved him being in my arms. We slept in each other’s arms. I don’t know for how long.

I suddenly felt a hard tool jabbing into my semi-dry pussy. “Ouch,” I woke up abruptly. Shyam pacified me, saying, “Love, it’s me. With you next to me, how can I sleep? I want to screw you as many times as possible.” So, I spread my legs and, at the same time, parted my lips to allow his tongue in my mouth.

Fuck, he caught my clue immediately and pushed his tongue deep inside my mouth. What an understanding we have! And wow, what horny stuff! His tongue inside my mouth and his cock in my pussy. Suddenly he got a call on his mobile.

I could hear him telling Ishaan his cock was in me, and he disconnected quickly. He then started fucking me like there was no tomorrow. His saliva poured into my mouth. God, his long dick went deep inside my uterus.

Perhaps, to sow his seed inside me or perhaps to just give me pure fucking pleasure which my husband could not give me. “Come on, Shyam, fuck me harder.” My words provoked his manhood so much that he got aggressive and ripped my pussy apart.

I loved his long, thick dripping cock tearing my insides. “Aah, I am ready to cum, Shyam. Fill me up with your semen. Come on, use me. I am your slut.” My excitement created sexcitement in Shyam, and his tap burst open, filling my pussy.

I cum at the same time to fill the room with the smell of orgasm. Ufff, what an earth-shaking orgasm that was! “Shyam, my dear Shyam, you are the best,” I said, hugging him super tight. He embraced me with much love and affection, unwilling to let go of me.

But we need to separate since we do not belong to each other. So, after relaxing for about half an hour, we got dressed. We went into the room where our respective spouses were done with their share of fun and sex. Life can’t get better than this!

If you have experiences or questions on wife-swapping or orgies with each other’s wives, please write to me at [email protected].

Hi, readers welcome back to our world of 5 nights of cruise story. To remind you all readers, this is a real story of me and my newly married wife. It has 5% fantasy just to spice up the story. And I am very happy that all readers, be it guys or girls, all are liking the story and are predicting the ending. But just to let you guys know, our cruise had an amazing ending. You all will love the ending which is not far. Till then, keep showing your love to Rahul and Anju in the comments and my email.

Now, coming back to our story.

It was the second night of the cruise and Rahul and Anju were sleeping on the balcony of their cabin. Anju woke up in the middle of the night at around 2 am. She was still in the effect of the drink which she had last night. She wanted to go to the washroom to pee. So, she got up from bed and moved toward the washroom.

She opened the door and closed it behind her. Then she turned and realized that in the effect of drink, by mistake she had come out of the room and closed the door behind her! And now, she was in 2 problems.

First – At 2 am, she was fully naked and locked outside her cabin without her husband Rahul knowing that she was outside. Her nipples were erect because she was feeling very cold.

Second – She wanted to pee so badly.

Anju looked here and there and walked toward one side of the corridor. She hid her boobs and pussy with her both hands while walking. While walking she luckily found room of the housekeeper. The door of the housekeeper’s room was open and she walked inside to look for the washroom. By good fortune, she found one. Then Anju rushed and went to the washroom and pee.

While she was peeing two housekeepers walked in the room and closed it behind them.

Housekeeper 1: Bhai, upar pool pe kya mast party chal rahi hai (Bro, what a rocking party is going on upstairs). Mast maal-maal ladkiyan hai, wo bhi thodi geeli-geeli (Hot girls are there with wet bodies).

Housekeeper 2: Haa bhai, ek do ne to mere se aake towel maanga tha (Yes bro, one or two of them asked for towels from me). Jab wo apne badan ko ponch rahi thi, tab maine bahut photos click kar liye (When they were wiping their bodies, that time I clicked many pictures). Kapde pehne hue the unhone, par bahut hot lag rahi thi (They were in clothes, but looking very hot).

H1: Waah bhai, dikha-dikha (Wow brother, show me).

Then they both looked at the pics and started to say horny words for the girls in the photos. Anju was already very horny and listening to their words she got more horny and started touching her pussy.

Listening to them, she kept on rubbing her clit and controlling her voice. One of the housekeepers left by saying that he was going to his deck to sleep. The other one closed the door behind him and took out his dick and started to masturbate looking at those pics. Anju also kept on rubbing herself till she flushed out a stream of love juice in their bathroom.

The housekeeper then started to sleep after he finished his imagination and stroked his dick. Anju then quietly came out of the washroom. She found many washed bathrobes in the room. She picked one and wrapped it around herself and left the room. Now her one problem was temporarily solved and her naked body was not exposed to the public. Still, her second problem was there, and she was locked out of her cabin.

She tried to knock on her room, but she was fully aware that Rahul was in deep sleep and won’t wake up. By her knock, Abhi from the room beside woke up and came out to look who was knocking. He thought that it was his room that was being knocked. Abhi looked out to find that Anju was in the bathrobe outside her room knocking for Rahul to open the door.

Hr immediately took out his phone and clicked photos of her in that position and even made a small video of her knocking. He then came out of the room and came near her.

Abhi: Hi Anju, what happened?

Anju (adjusting her bathrobe so that he doesn’t know that she was naked from inside): Amm.. Actually Abhi, I locked myself out of the room by mistake.

Abhi: Oh, but why are you in this dress?

Anju: Actually, I was sleeping like this. Then I felt someone was knocking on the door and came out to see who it was and locked myself out.

Abhi: So, what are you going to do now?

Anju: I have been knocking for a long time, but I think Rahul is in deep sleep. And I don’t want people to see me in this way. Can you help me in someway?

Abhi: Amm.. Sure, but I am only getting one idea to let you sleep in my room till morning. But what will happen when Rahul wakes up and doesn’t find you in the room?

Anju: That we will see tomorrow. Now, can we go inside? People are coming after the late party.

Then they both entered Abhi’s room. Neha was sleeping on the bed. Abhi told Anju to sleep in the bed and that he would sleep on the sofa. Anju was damn tired and was still under the influence of the drink which she had last night. She fell on the bed and went inside the blanket on which Neha was sleeping and went off to sleep.

While covering herself with a blanket, she looked at Neha. Neha was wearing a night dress which was transparent from the top. Her nipples were partially visible from it. The dress was purple in color and was silky. She had nothing below. Anju got a feeling that they also must have fucked each other before Neha slept. She then turned around and slept. Abhi slept on the sofa.

The next morning (3rd day of the vruise) came. The cruise was hitting the Cochin Coast at 8 am. The mobiles started to ping as they all came on the network. Rahul woke up with continuous messages on his and Anju’s Phone. He found himself alone naked on the balcony. Then he went inside and called for Anju and found her nowhere.

He quickly put on clothes and found out that Anju’s clothes were still in the bed. He looked for her in the bathroom but found nothing. Then he opened the door and looked outside.

Meanwhile, Anju and Neha were both sleeping on the bed. They both were in deep sleep. Abhi woke up first and stretched himself. He looked out that they had reached Cochin. He then turned to the bed and was mesmerized by the view he was seeing.

Both the girls were fully visible to Abhi and the blanket was in the middle covering no one. Neha’s one boob was hoping out of her dress and her pussy was also visible. Her other boob was partially visible through her transparent dress. On the other hand, Anju’s bathrobe was fully open and she was laying in deep sleep exposing her both boobs and pussy to Abhi’s eyes.

Abhi became hard immediately, but controlled himself and took out the phone again and clicked multiple photos and videos on other occasions. He then covered Anju with her bathrobe and quietly woke her up.

Anju woke up and held her head and remembered what happened last night. She got down off the bed quietly and tied her bathrobe and thanked Abhi for letting her stay.

Abhi: You can now go to your room before Neha wakes up.

Anju: Can I ask you another favor, please?

Abhi: Yes, sure. Tell me.

Anju: I don’t wanna go out like this. And also I am not aware that Rahul has woken up or not. So, can you go and knock on the door and if he is awake, then call me and I will rush inside the room.

Abhi agreed and did the same. He went out and found Rahul’s door open. As soon as he kicked the door, he found Rahul standing there. Then he called Anju. Anju rushed inside the room. She then thanked Abhi and Abhi left for his room.

Anju then explained what happened last night (of course, excluding her masturbation part which she told Rahul later for this story on ISS).

He kissed her on the forehead and told her to freshen up. Anju went to the washroom. Rahul then imagined if something happened between Anju and Abhi. He was pretty sure that a guy like Abhi won’t leave a chance to see Anju naked which he has seen many times in his eyes since the magic show, and now that he had her fully naked in the bathrobe, then he must have by somehow seen her naked body which Anju was not aware.

He then asked Anju about going out to Cochin or not. Anju said she wanted to go and see around. Then they both got ready and moved out for breakfast with the day packed to explore Cochin. Anju was wearing a purple flowery gown and purple leggings below. They both hit the 5th deck for breakfast and then planned to go out.

By 10 am, they both left the ship to roam around in the city. (Being an erotic story, we will skip the shopping and exposing the city part.)

They both reached back the ship by 4 pm as the shore excursion was till 6 pm and the ship was to sail for Lakshadweep at 7 pm. Anju had shopped for a sexy bikini to be worn tomorrow at Lakshadweep beach. Rahul bought Red Bull and many more things.

They both entered their room and find everything cleaned by the housekeeper. There was a note on the bed which said –

“WELCOME ABOARD LOVELY COUPLE! – AMRITA (HEAD OF DECK MAINTENANCE STAFF)”

Anju and Rahul looked at each other and smiled. They changed their dress to bathrobes and hit the shower for a sexy shower together. Anju with her open hair walked to the shower and opened her gown and dropped it down near the washbasin and entered the shower. Rahul followed her and opened his gown and entered too.

Then Anju opened the shower and went inside it and got wet. Water dripped from her nipples to her tummy and finally to her pussy. She held her husband’s dick and started to stroke it. Within no time, Rahul’s dick responded to this view and started to salute Anju’s slutiness.

Anju sat down and took his dick inside her mouth and started giving blowjob to him. Rahul held her head and kept pushing her face inside and outside. Anju sucked it well by licking Rahul’s balls.

Then Rahul cummed all over his sexy wife’s face. Anju then stood up and washed her face in the shower. Rahul was done with his part of the shower and left the bathroom leaving Anju to wash her hair and body.

Rahul soon changed into jeans and shirt with sleeves rolled up and got his hair settled with gel. He was all set for sail-away party at Deck 10 near the pool. It was to start at 7 pm. While waiting for Anju to come out from the shower, he opened his phone and scrolled down the photos he clicked today of Anju in Cochin. He then stopped at the photos and videos which he took of Neha in that room. He saw the full videos again and relived the moment again.

Anju: Babe, you are already ready?

Rahul (closed his phone and settled his dick): Aaamm… Yes, baby. What are you gonna wear for the sail-away party? It’s 5:30 pm. Get dressed, we will go at 6:30 pm to the pool.

Anju: I’m thinking of wearing shorts, what say?

Rahul (with a kinky smile): Yeah baby, sure. And I have a perfect top for you.

***

It is the 3rd evening of the cruise and the night was still awaited. What is gonna happen next? A pool party and many events are awaiting at night. What is planned in the destiny of Anju? To know all of it, keep reading the story.

Be rest assured that you will get horny in each part and will live a cruising life with us. If you are a girl, then imagine yourself in place of Anju and if boy then Rahul is you. Also, keep showering your comments below and also in my email [email protected].

Till then, all boys keep getting erect and all girls keep getting wet. See you all soon in the next part.

Hi main Anwar – umar 32, Bangalore se. Meri kahani ka teesre part ka continuation aap sabke samne pesh karta hun. Mujhe umeed hai aap sabko meri kahani pasand aayegi aur aap sab log zarur comments aur mail karenge.

Meri kahaniyon ko na koi mails aa rahe hai na comments. Isliye maine kahani likhna band kar diya tha. Kuch mails aaye jo mujhse request ki kahani continue karen.

Kisi ki bhi request ko ignore nahi karna chahiye. Isliye maine dobara likhna shuru kiya hai. Aap sabko meri taraf se request hai ki please apne feedbacks zarur bhejen, gande comments karen.

Ye zarur batadun ki meri daastan ko shuru se paden is link ko click karke pehle meri pehli kahaniya padhe, ‘2 Betiyon Ki Chudaai’ aur ‘Anwar Ki Dastaan.’

Toa zyada waqt na lete hue chalo shuru karte hain aage ki kahani. Ye continuation part hai. Iska pehla part is link mein hai.

Raat ko jab meri aankh khuli to mere bagal mein Nagma bhabhi leti thi. Main bas ek mauke ka intezaar kar raha tha. Ki main kab Nagma bhabhi se baat karu. Aur unko meri baat ka bura laga ho to unse maafi maang lun.

Lekin Nagma bhabhi ko mere paas sota dekh jaane mujhe kya hua. Dheemi roshni mein bohut haseen lag rahi thi. Uske gulaabi honth, dil mein aaya ki unhe choom lun.

Maine dil hi dil mein apne aap ko daanta. Khabardaar agar kuch karne ka socha bhi. Pehle hi woh naraaz hai. 2 mahino se baat nahi ki. Lekin uske honton mein jaane kya jaadu tha.

Main chupke se thoda utha aur uski taraf jhuk ke uske hoton ko mere hoton se kiss kiya halka sa. Bohut hi accha feel hua aisa to mujhe Sumaiya ke saath bhi feel nahi hua.

Saath hi saath mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Main itna darr raha tha ke mere haath kaamp rahe the. Thodi der tak main chup chaap leta raha. Itne mein woh karwat leke apna haath mere upar rakhdi. Uska haath mere seene pe tha.

Jab main uski taraf mudke dekha to halki si muskaan uske hoton pe thi. Aur meri nazar uske chest pe padi. Nighty ke do button khule the aur mujhe uske safed boobs nazar aa rahe the.

Maine dheere se uske haath ko pakda aur uski taraf karwat li. Ab uska haath meri kamar pe rakh diya. Maine uske seene ko gaur se dekha. Usne Red bra pehni thi, maine dheere se uske boobs ko touch kiya.

Aur apna haath uske kamar pe Rakha. Jahan uski gaand bhi thodi touch ho rahi thi. Fir maine uske boobs pe haath rakhke thoda dabaya. Kitne mulayam the doston aur bohut bade bhi. Fir isi tarah uski gaand ko bhi dabaya.

Itne mein woh neend mein thoda hili. Jise mujhe mauka mila ki main uski nighty ko ghutnon tak kheencha. Thodi der baad koshish karke uski nighty ko aur thoda upar keencha.

Uske jhaange kitne white the dheemi roshni mein bhi nazar aa rahe the. Itna karne ke baad mujhe thodi himmat aayi. Aur mere mann mein khayal aaya ki main uski choot ya panty ko dekhun.

Ye main soch hi raha tha ki woh ulta hoke let gayi. Uski nighty jhaangon tak thi. Maine dheere se uski nighty ko upar keencha. Red color ki panty pehni thi. Uski gaand bhi kitni sexy lag rahi thi.

Main thoda utha aur uski gaand pe halke se kiss kiya aur fir let gaya. Thodi der baad uski gaand pe haath rakha aur side se uski panty ke andar apni ungliyaan daalke uski gaand ko feel karne laga.

Woh jhat se uthke meri taraf dekhi aur main sone ka naatak karne laga. Fir woh mera haath uski gaand se hata ke so gayi. Kam se kam half an hour main chup chaap leta raha. Mujhe neend hi nahi aa rahi thi.

Fir maine uthke uski gori taangon ko halke se kiss karne laga. Woh shayad jaag rahi thi. Usne fauran uthke mujhe daanta, “Sharm nahi aati, Anwar? Apni bhabhi ke saath aisa karte hue?”

Jaane maine kya soch ke ye sab karne laga. Maine kaha, “Please bhabhi main apse pyaar karta hun. Maanta hun maine jo kiya ghalat kiya. Mujhe maaf kardo. Main kasam khata hun dobara aisa kuch nahi karunga. Please mujhe aap maaf kardo. Chaho mujhse aap pyaar karo ya na karo lekin mujhse dosti mat todo.”

Hum ek dusre ke bagal mein let ke slow awaaz mein baat kar rahe the. “Anwar, main shadi shuda hun. Mujhe tumse ye umeed nahi thi. Tumne mujhe pehle I Love U kaha aur ab ye sab kar rahe ho. Kya samajhte ho mujhe? Apni bhabhi ki itni bhi izzat nahi karte?”

Maine unke muh pe apna haath rakha aur kaha, “Please bhabhi aisa mat socho. Main apki bohut izzat karta hun. Apse pyaar bhi bohut karta hun. Ye sab maine gande khayal se nahi kiya. Bas aapko sar se paaun tak kiss karne ko dil kar raha tha. Aaj ke baad aisa kuch nahi karunga.”

Itne mein bhabhi ne mera haath apne muh se hataya aur kaha, “Accha khaao meri kasam aur kaho ki tum aisa baar baar karoge. Kyunki tum mujhse bohut pyaar karte ho.”

Maine bina sune uske sar pe haath rakhke kaha, “Aisa dobara nahi…Ek minute, bhabhi. Apne kya kasam khane ko kaha?”

“Maine to keh diya jo kehna tha. Dekhte hain tum kya kasam khate ho.”

“Accha main kasam khata hun ki apse be intehaa pyaar karunga. Aur apke saare badan ko kiss karunga aur….”

Itne mein bhabhi ne mujhe mere hoton pe kiss kiya ek dum foreign wali kiss. 10-minute tak hum kiss karte rahe. Aaath hi maine uske boobs dabaye aur uski gaand ko dabake touch kiya. Uski nighty ko upar keench ke mera haath andar daala uski gaand aur choot ko panty ke upar se hi.

Fir woh mera lund pant ke upar se touch karne lagi. Maine kiss todke usse kaha, “Pant ke andar haath daalke pakdo, bhabhi.”

“Nahi Anwar, yahan sab hai isliye yahan kuch nahi. Jee bharke mujhe chhu lo. Kal phone pe bataungi aage kya karenge.”

To humne ek dusre ko fir se kiss kiya aur maine uski gaand aur boobs zor zor se dabane laga. Thodi der baad kisi ke uthne ki awaaz se hum so gaye.

Subah utha sab log apne apne ghar wapas jaa rahe the. Main bhi bhabhi aur Sumaiya ko bye bolke wapas aa gaya. Jab bhabhi Bangalore ko 2 din baad wapas aayi, usne mujhe call kiya.

To be continued.

Doston meri kahani bilkul sacchi hai aur sabke naam bhi asli hai. Is kahani mein sex nahi tha. Kyunki meri kahani mein jo kuch hua wahi likh raha hun.

Tension ki koi baat nahi. Meri zindagi mein rangeen karname hue hai jo aane wale stories mein aap sabko bohut maza aane wala hai. Tab tak ke liye Goodbye.

Apne feedback aur gande wale comments zarur dena [email protected].

My wife’s phone beeped at 2 am. I wondered who texted her so late. The notification flashed, “Oh, Shriya Darling, can’t stop thinking about you. Be ready for a hard fuck tomorrow.” On reading it, I felt like confronting her right now, but she was in a deep sleep.

I thought of blasting her the next day. I went back to bed but couldn’t sleep thinking of all the possibilities and who could be this guy. I decided to read all her chats. She had been sexting with this guy for a couple of months now.

Either I was a fool for not sensing this for so long, or she was a great actor in bed. In bed, she used to show such passionate love that I could never imagine this. She was an excellent wife.

The next day, I locked our room and confronted her.

Me: Shriya, what the fuck is this (showing her the texts). You have been cheating on me for so many months, and I could not trust you.

Shriya was shocked by my sudden attack but was caught red-handed, so there was no excuse.

Shriya: Sanjay, I am extremely sorry for this. I never wanted to hurt you. My ex-boyfriend texted me one day, and I couldn’t resist. I loved him a lot.

Her immediate acceptance made me speechless. I had lost my temper.

Me: I didn’t expect this from you, Shriya. I felt disgusted by reading your texts. Looks like you enjoy being his sex-hungry slut?

Shriya: Sanjay, this arranged marriage was always a forced agreement for me. I tried my best to fulfil all the duties of a wife. But I always loved him more than anyone else. And yes, I love being his slut rather than being your well-behaved wife.

I was devastated by hearing this.

Me: It’s over, Shriya. After knowing this, I can no longer accept you as my wife. You are free to leave and go to your boyfriend. Anyways he is dying to screw you today. I am sure he might be treating you like a whore, which you are.

Saying this, I rushed to open the door. I saw my Mom standing in front of the door. She heard everything but didn’t utter a word.

In the evening, I found a letter on the dressing table. Shriya’s mangalsutra was holding it from flying away.
“Dear Sanjay, I tried my best to be a good wife. But cannot give you the love you deserve. I think it would be better for both of us if I left this house forever and we moved on. Good Bye forever.”

I had mixed feelings of anger and sadness. I decided to suppress my feelings and act normal in front of Mom. As you know, Indian Moms can sense the slightest discomfort in their child.

Mom: Beta, What happened? You know you can share anything and everything with your Mom.

After hesitating for a few minutes, I showed her the letter and gave her Shriya’s Mangalsutra. She hugged me tight by her chest. I started weeping heavily.

Mom: Don’t worry, Beta. Everything will be fine. I am always there for you.

My Mom is a fun-loving, open-minded woman who loves to live life to the fullest. After my dad divorced her, she maintained herself with daily yoga. At 45, she managed to slay with her 36-32-36 figure. Sometimes I used to get confused between my wife and Mom. Their numbers exactly matched.

I am sure she might be giving a hard time for many men near her. I hope she is getting the fun she deserves. I masturbated thinking of banging her in my teenage, but later I gave up that idea.

The next day, Mom tried all the ways to cheer me up, but nothing helped. Now she often came to my bedroom to check on me. One day there was a party at her office, and like all women, she was whining, “I have nothing to wear.” I ignored it initially, but looking at her helplessness, I suggested.

Me: Why don’t you try something from Shriya’s wardrobe? Anyways they are getting wasted there.

Mom: Are you sure?

Me: Yes, Mom, saying this, I left the room.

After half hour, Mom came wearing Shriya’s designer Black Shiny Saree with a Sleeveless, Deep Neck blouse which I had gifted her on our honeymoon. Black Saree complimented her fair skin. She wore a saree below her navel, revealing her flat tummy. She looked damn sexy, in fact, hotter than Shriya.

Me: Mom, you look like a ticking bomb today. You are surely going to make men cum in their pants today.

Mom: Shut up, Sanjay. I am your Mom. (slapped my shoulder playfully)

After a long time, she saw the spark back on my face.

Mom: Now, I know what makes you happy. I should wear Shriya’s clothes more often (she winked).

Me: Yes, these clothes would be lucky to get the taste of your body. You look more sexy than Shriya.

She slapped my butt and left for the party. I rushed to my bedroom, lowered my boxers, and masturbated, thinking of how I fucked Shriya on our honeymoon with that saree. After a while, I started thinking of Mom instead of Shriya. I exploded like never before. This ignited the lust in me for my Mom.

I started hugging Mom whenever I got a chance, and I no more looked sad. Mom was happy to see that I was finally moving on. She started wearing Shriya’s clothes more often. One day I encouraged her to wear a short one-piece, but she could not zip it up, so she called me in.

The red bra on her milky skin gave me an instant hard-on. I looked in the mirror. Her toned legs looked sexy, like a girl in her twenties. Any man would like to lick her toe to pussy. I hugged her from behind and started flirting with her.

Me: You look super hot in this dress. Even your son would fall for you today. (I winked).

She punched me playfully with her elbow, but I held her tight.

Mom: I hope wearing her dresses fills in Shriya’s emptiness in your life.

Me: Oh, Mom, who would miss a slutty wife when I have a sexy Mom to take care of me.

Saying this, I kissed her neck. When my lips touched her neck, she started shivering. She could feel my rock-hard cock on her thumping tight ass. She was trying to get out of my hold, but her body was not cooperating.

Mom: Stop it, Beta. I am your Mom. I can understand you have been hungry for a long time. We will find a new wife for you.

Me: No, Mom, I don’t want to get hurt again. I want you. I know even you have been sex-starved for so many years. Let’s help each other. I started gyrating my cock over her ass and kissed her neck harder. She controlled herself, but she couldn’t stop moaning.

Our bodies were burning with lust. I cupped her boobs and started pressing them softly. She held my hand to stop me, but her resistance was too weak to stop me. I lowered the left strap of her dress. I was amazed that she was wearing Shriya’s red lace bra, which I had gifted her on her birthday.

I am sure she was wearing the matching red lace panty. It aroused sex-hungry me more. Her white boobs covered in a red bra looked so fucking delicious. I whispered, “Mom, I will fuck you hard tonight. You will forget all the cock you had before.”

I turned her around in a flip, started kissing her neck, and went down to her cleavage. I was about the pull her left boob out of her red bra when Mom pulled me up by my hair and said.

Mom: Sanju…Sanju…Please listen to me. We must stop her. Otherwise, we will regret this forever.

Me: Mom, fucking you has been my dream since childhood. I would never regret a single moment of this.

Mom: But Sanjay, I am not ready for this. I beg you. Please leave me.

Hearing this, my grip loosened, and she pushed me away and ran towards her bedroom. I ran behind her, but she had locked herself. On hearing her crying, I felt guilty about it.

The next day there was an awkward silence between us. This reminded me of the day Shriya left me. I was again in a sad mood. A couple of days passed, and Mom stopped wearing Shriya’s dresses. Mom could feel that I was back in my damaged state. Mom couldn’t see me like this.

On the third day, after dinner, we both went to our bedrooms. After half hour, I heard a knock on my door. I was shocked. Mom was wearing Shriya’s wedding dress. She looked as if she was about to get married.

Me: Mom…

Mom: Stop. Don’t call me Mom.

I was confused. She showed me the Mangalsutra which she was wearing. It was the same Mangalsutra that Shriya had left behind before leaving.
Mom: Sanjay, I can’t let my son fuck me, but if you want me, please accept me as your wife. Give me the husband’s love I have been craving for many years.

Me: Mom…

Mom stopped me by covering my mouth with her hand.

Mom: Shhh…Call me, Savita.

Me: Savita…Darling, I will be the luckiest to have you as my wife. I will give you all the love you deserve.

Savita: I am ready now, Sanjay, to be all yours, whenever and wherever you want.

To be continued…

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Hello doston, mera naam Monika hai. Aapne meri story ‘Makan Malik Bhaiya Se Chudwaya’ part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 sabhi bhaag padh liye honge. Aage ki kahani batane jaa rahi hu.

Dr ki chudai ke baad main ghar aa gayi, aur itni mast chudai se poora badan toot raha tha. Fir main so gayi. Raat mein Jitendra mere pati aaye, khaana khaaya, aur sex karke hum log so gaye. 2-3 din baad Jitendra ko baahar jana pada office ke kaam se. Main fir bore hone lagi, aur sochne lagi kya karu.

Kyunki Dr sahab ke paas bhi roz jana sahi nahi tha. Aur Rajendra bhaiya bhi nahi aa rahe the. Unke dost ka bhi kuch pata nahi kaha gaya. Shaam ko main baahar gayi, aur chaat khaa kar laut rahi thi. Tabhi makan malik bhaiya ki call aayi-

Unhone poocha: Kaha ho Monika?

Main boli: Bazaar mein hu.

To wo bole: Mere babu ji 7-7:30 tak aa rahe hai. Upar ki chaabi main le aaya hu. Ho sake to apne doosre kamre mein rok lena unko. Wo do din rukenge bas.

Main boli: Theek hai.

Fir main ghar pahunch kar nahayi, aur khaana banane lagi. Main sochi buddha aa raha tha, koi naya mard hota to maze leti. Fir khaana banane ke baad main ache se taiyaar ho gayi. Maine socha gaon ke aadmi the, to maxi mein mujhe acha nahi samjhenge.

To laal color ki saree blouse pehan kar poori maang bhari, aur bindi lipstick laga kar taiyaar ho gayi. Lagbhag 8 baje babu ji aaye, to maine gate khola. Maine dekha 6’2″ ke hatte-katte lagbhag 62-63 ke beech ki age ke the wo. Maine unke pair chuye to bole-

Babu ji: Khush raho, beta.

Aur fir maine unko apne room mein bitha kar chai banane aa gayi. Maine jo socha uska ulta hua. Ye to bilkul mast fit the. Sanskari ban kar maine apni image kharaab kar li thi. Fir maine chai bana kar babu ji ko di.

Tab babu ji bole: Baitho, beta.

Aur unhone poore khandan ki jankaari li.

Wo bole: Beta tum ghar par bhi saree pehanti ho.

Main boli: Abhi bazaar se aayi hu isliye.

Fir wo bole: Chalo, main upar ka taala tod deta hu.

To main boli: Babu ji, aap bagal waale room mein ruk jao. Bhaiya ka phone aya tha.

Wo bole: Acha, theek hai.

Fir maine poocha: Khaana, babu ji.

To wo bole: Main laya hu, khaa loonga.

Maine unke jaate hi half capry aur tight t-shirt pehan li aur khaana khaaya. Fir main sochne lagi babu ji ke sath kaise masti ki jaye. Raat 10 baje babu ji ke room kholne ki awaaz aayi, to maine jhank kar dekha babu ji toilet jaa rahe the. Main turant baahar nikli, aur toilet jaane ke liye khadi ho gayi.

Babu ji nikle aur bole: Abhi soyi nahi?

To main boli: Nahi uncle.

Uncle sirf safed dhoti mein the, aur wo mujhe dekhte hue bole-

Babu ji: Ab achi lag rahi ho.

Aur unhone meri poori body ka xray kar liya. Fir wo mujhe peeche se dekhte hue room mein chale gaye. Main toilet karke nikli to bole-

Babu ji: Tumhare pati nahi aayenge kya?

Main boli: Baahar gaye hai.

Wo bole: Acha main tv dekhta hu der tak, isliye neend nahi aa rahi.

Kyunki tv mere room mein thi, to main boli: Aap mere room mein so jao. Main yaha let jaungi.

To wo bole: Arre nahi, theek hai. Tum so jao.

Main boli: Chalo aap TV khol lo. Main so jaungi. Aap is room mein aa kar so jana jab aapko neend aaye.

To wo bole: Theek hai.

Aur hum log doosre room mein aa gaye. Maine tv khol diya, aur uncle kursi lekar baith gaye, aur main let gayi. Purane geet dheemi awaaz mein chal rahe the, aur mujhe laga ab kuch hone wala nahi tha. Isliye main uncle ki doosri taraf muh karke so gayi. Thodi der baad dekha babu ji kursi par hi let kar so gaye.

Fir maine unhe bola: Babu ji so jao.

To wo bole: Haa.

Aur aa kar mere bed par let gaye, aur sone lage. Maine socha peeche jaa kar sona theek nahi yahi let jati hu, shayad kuch kaam bane. Aur uncle ki taraf gaand karke let gayi. Main sochti rahi kya karu. Ek ghanta beet gaya, lekin main nahi so payi, aur na kuch ho paya. Maine time dekha to 2 baj gaye the.

Fir maine socha ab so jati hu. Tabhi uncle ka pair mere pair par touch hua. Main sakpaka gayi, aur shant padi rahi. 10 minute tak koi harkat nahi hui, to main sochi uncle so gaye.

Maine apni gaand dheere-dheere uncle ki taraf poori tight kar di, aur t-shirt kamar khujlane ke bahane upar kar li. Tab bhi koi harkat nahi hui. Fir maine apni gaand thodi peeche aur sarkayi, aur peeche poori tight karke daba di.

Ab lag raha tha ki halka sa hil gayi, to uncle se touch ho jaungi. Uncle ne apni taang utha kar upar rakh li, aur ab meri gaand mein unki lungi ka sparsh ho raha tha. Tabhi uncle thoda aage sarke, aur apna hath meri kamar par rakh diya, aur unka pet meri kamar par touch ho gaya. Unka hath mere pet par aa gaya.

Main shant padi rahi. Thodi der baad uncle ne pet sehlate hue nabhi ke paas se neeche meri capry ki patti ke paas poora sehlana shuru kiya, aur capry mein hath daal ke meri jhanto ki jagah, jo ki poori saaf thi, sehlane lage.

Main mast hone lagi. Meri poori t-shirt unhon peeche se upar sarka kar bra ke hook ke paas chaatne lage. Ab main madhosh hone lagi. Unka lund meri gaand mein dhansa jaa raha tha, aur meri jhanto se hote hue meri chut tak pahunch gaye.

Wo meri chut sehlane lage, aur main ssshh aahhhh karke mast hone lagi. Meri chut paniyane lagi. Uncle ne mujhe utha ke t-shirt aur bra nikaal di, aur mere saamne aa kar capry aur panty ek sath alag kar di. Ab babu ji mast tareeke se meri poori body nihaarne lage, aur mere upar aa kar mere honth choosne lage, aur boobs ko dabane lage.

Main bhi unka sehyog dene lagi, aur fir wo mere boobs ke nipples ko chaatne choosne lage. Main mast hone lagi, aur aur unka sar pakad ke sehlane lagi. Uncle poore boobs ko nichodh kar, aur daba-daba ke pee rahe the. Mujhe laga kuch raseela padarth nikal raha tha, jo wo choos rahe the.

Boobs ki chusayi se meri chut poori paniya gayi thi, aur ab boobs se sab nichudh chuka tha. Ab saha nahi jaa raha tha. Daba-daba ke unhone poore boobs laal kar diye the. Wo ab hatane par bhi nahi maan rahe the. Main ab sehan nahi kar paa rahi thi.

Tabhi unhone boobs ko chhodh diya, aur chaat-te hue meri nabhi par aa gaye. Wo nabhi par jeebh chalane lage, aur main bistar par chaadar kheenchne ke alawa kuch nahi kar paa rahi thi. Fir nabhi se chaat-te hue meri jhanto se chut tak pahunch gaye, aur mujhe dekhte hue apni zubaan chut par lagayi jo kaafi rass nikaal rahi thi.

Unhone aisa reaction kiya, jaise amrit mila ho, aur chut ko poora muh mein sama liya. Fir jaise honth chooste hai, waise choosne lage, aur mere muh ki taraf mere chehre ka reaction dekhte rahe.

Ab mujhe laga main ab jhadne wali thi. Meri aankhen band hone lagi, aur gaand poori hawa mein ho gayi, aur uncle poora chut muh mein bhar kar chooste gaye. Fir mera laava phoota, aur uncle raftaar badha kar chooste gaye. Meri chut se rass behta gaya, aur wo chooste gaye, aur mere rass ki ek-ek boond pee gaye aur chaat-te rahe.

Hi Guys. This is a real story from a long time, and I would love to share it here. I am a normal guy(25) living in Bangalore with a huge interest in women. Always mesmerized by their intricate curves and bulging boobs inviting us to bite them and suck them whole at once.

I wrote the story in detail. Girls, trust me, you will love it. It would seem like a love story, but trust me. It is wild. You won’t believe this.

Coming to the story, from childhood, my family and I used to live in a friendly colony. Many neighbours always would keep an eye on each other. I used to play with my neighbouring kids as usual.

There was a house beside mine where two sisters, Sharon and Saritha, lived. Names were given according to their personality. Sharon was a wild one, and Saritha was a homely girl. We were 8 kids in our colony in the same age group. We were 5 boys and 3 girls.

As time passed, we became best friends, and life went smoothly.  I used to be close to Saritha, helping and studying with her. As we were in the same class, it added up. But, as typical Indian children, my gang started seeing us as a couple. They constantly used to taunt us using the words gf, terewali, etc.

Sometimes I did notice a smile on her face, just a little one, but it was there. I used to mind my work as it looked normal, nothing unusual. Till our junior college, it went like this. I never thought of her in a bad way, but still, we were beside each other all the time.

By reaching junior college, I had summoned knowledge of porn. I used to look at it whenever I got some time and master-bated. By this time, we all used to go to the same tuition in the colony. One day one of my gang mates came to me and sat by me in the tuition.

They asked me if I had any intentions on Saritha. Casually, I said no, I have a crush on this other girl, “xxx”, in our tuition [one of the friends of Saritha]. So, he said he was happy and asked me if I had any problems if he dated Saritha. I sent him off with my full blessings.

One day, Saritha and I were sitting in her home, doing homework and stuff. Suddenly, she says.

Saritha: Do you know that Guru was hitting on me? He said he wanted to go on a date with me.

She said, laughing.

Me: Yeah, he asked me if I had any problem beforehand. Why would I have a problem? I gave him some courage and sent him to you. So, what did you say?

Saritha: Nothing. Just thought you had to know. [her laughing turned into a smile by now].

Me: I know I should not have hidden it from you. But I thought he would be a nice partner for you. Anyway, I have my eyes on another girl anyway.

Saritha: Hmmm, who is it?

Me: That girl only da. “xxx”.

Her eyes grew wider (she was angry with me).

Saritha: Are you joking?

Me: No, da, I thought you would help me once I establish communication with her.

Saritha: Ok, anything you ask for, I will do.

This went like this. Nothing changed. I went to college with my gang of 8 in the same group. We completed junior college, and it was the holidays. I never noticed Saritha with anyone or dared to ask “xxx” out. She was out of our lives just like that.

I just wanted to make sure she was ok but never did. We grew apart slowly. I started concentrating on BDSM. Pain with Pleasure and showing a girl her sex place. I grew dominant.

Saritha was still the same girl. Shy, blushing, but developed perfect body (28 -24 -26). Her boobs were perfect. Little did I notice that time.

Just 10 days before my college re-opens, our gang went to a restaurant and had a blast. We ate food, chatted, and told stories. They teased me with Saritha’s name as we sat side by side. So I said

Me: Hey Guys, did you know our Guru has a crush on Saritha? Please stop relating me to her. Guru will get hurt. What Guru?

Guru: What? Are you joking? When I asked her out, she said she was in love with you. She could never imagine anyone else but you as her husband.

I was shocked. I looked at Saritha. She was embarrassed. Suddenly, she put her head down, lips shut, and shivered a little. It was pin-drop silence in our booth. Sharon (Sarita’s sister) shook her and asked.

Sharon: Is this true? Do you love him?

Saritha was silent. She did not say a word. She was always like this. She couldn’t face anything and just shut down. I know this. I was with her my entire childhood. So, I just stood up and said, “Let’s go, Sari. I’ll leave you home.” Her sister said, “No, we will go together.”

I said, “No worries, you guys complete the party and come home. She just needs some peace.” Sharon completely trusts me. I paid our share, and we were out of the restaurant.

While walking back home, it was completely silent. I know I have become a Hardcore sex lover. But she was like a flower, a small girl with a beautiful smile. I gathered some courage and asked her.

Me: Hey, how are you feeling?

Saritha: ——————

Me: Saari, it’s ok. I get it. We were friends from the beginning, and it’s common to get feelings like this….

She started crying by this point. I stopped, took her in my arms, and tried to console her. We were close to our home, and I was worried someone would notice us. But she did not care. She tucked her head into my chest by the roadside and said nothing. She just cried for 2-3 minutes, and finally, she said

Saritha: It’s not that I am ashamed or anything. (still sobbing) I loved you, and I still love you. But when you told me you wanted her instead, I thought I was not good enough for you. But that’s ok. I thought you would at least love me once you understood how much I love you.

Saritha: I went to the gym, maintained my diet, and did everything I could so that someday you would come to me on your own. Not because someone mistakenly told my feelings out loud.

I was shocked listening to all this from a sweet, innocent girl. She would feel happy upon just offering a cone of ice cream. I gathered my thoughts and said.

Me: Do you love me? You know nothing about me. I am still your friend, but all this. I have to sit and re-think what happened.

Saritha: No worries, I am ok as long as you are happy. Don’t think about all this. Anyway, within a year, we will continue in engineering. So, never mind. And she walked home from there.

I took the cigarette and started smoking. While all the thoughts ran through my mind, the main one was, here is a beautiful girl who loves me and listens to what I say. Then it hit me how lucky I am and how blind I was all these years, not noticing it beforehand.

A plan started to take shape in my mind. I want sex. She will do anything for me. Here is my answer. Still, I felt bad about thinking all this about my best friend. I went home and took a shower, wet to bed after masturbating, looking at Saritha’s recent pictures.

The next Friday, I went to Saritha’s house and asked Aunt where she was. She directed me to her room. She was sitting there looking at her phone. She seems to have just finished her Pooja (prayer). She was in a red-black saree, facing opposite me.

From behind, her saree was slow dancing with the wind showing her navel occasionally. Her back was smooth like a snow stream in winter. I slowly walked towards her. In the meantime, her mom shouted, “Saritha, your friend is here. Where are you?”

She stopped what she was doing and turned around with a slight innocence on her face. God, I loved that face. I want to wipe off all that innocence and make her mine. I stopped thinking. I walked towards her. She was still sitting and looking at me, wondering why my face was looking at her slightly differently.

I know she will not say a word about whatever I do. I went near her and grabbed her hand, and pulled. She jumped from the bed and stood. I slowly pushed her to the wall, walking with her facing each other. Once she was pinned to the wall, she could go nowhere.

But I did not stop. I went near her and kissed on her lips. It was magical, more magical than rainfall in summer. I started slowly kissing her, but she did not respond. Just in 10 seconds, she pushed me away. I said, “What? What happened?”

She silently walked towards the door, closed and locked it. I am in full form. Nothing is stopping me now, I thought. I ran to her and smooched again on her lips. This time she was uncontrollable. Her breathing increased. She was kissing back like there was no tomorrow.

I inserted my tongue, and she closed her eyes and let me do whatever I wanted with her. Slowly I took one of my hands and put it on her forehead. From there, I guided my hand slowly down. I could feel the breath increase. By the time I reached her neck, she was completely lost.

Her eyes were looking up, slightly open. I started to open my mouth and put a little teeth on her skin. She jumped a little. I held her to the wall and slid my hand on her saree. When I reached her bobs, she was completely in a submission pose.

I squeezed them, and she responded by moaning slightly. That’s all I needed. I lifted her catching her hips, while still sucking each other faces off. We made out for almost 15-20 minutes. I took her to the bed in the same pose and slowly put her on the bed.

We stopped kissing. I looked at her from top to bottom, thinking how stupid I was to waste all this time. She was directly looking at me, wanting more. I did not want to waste the opportunity. I started from the bottom. I kissed her feet, ankles, knees, and thighs.

I paused for a minute, teasing her, asking if this ok. She replies, saying, “This is all yours. You want to take it. No one will ask you any questions.” I was happy hearing this and dug deep into her pussy, licking all the juices. God, she was wet. It still boosted me.

I made circles with my hands on her pussy, kissed it, sucked it, tongue fucked her, and drank her cum. She did cum twice, and not a single drop was wasted. She was lying on the bed, hands by her side, breathing deeply. With every breath, her chest rose and fell.

It was a beauty to withhold. I could not hold it much longer. I removed her sorry pallu and kissed her chest with her blouse still on. She was again getting into the mood. Every touch was passing shivers through our bodies.

Me: Now, come and kneel here. (I said authoritatively).

She, very politely, did what I said. I was in no mood to go slow now. I caught her by her hair and started exploring her mouth. She was gagging perfectly, yet not taking the cock out of her mouth. She tries to take the whole cock on the 1st time. But her reflexes kicked in, and her gagging was heaven.

I put her hands behind her back and asked her to suck my cock. I looked down at her in that pose, sucking on my cock with passion. I removed her jacket and petcock while she was sucking. She is now in a bra and panty on her knees with my cock completely in her mouth.

I could not control it any longer. I caught her head by her hair and gave long, Hard strokes in her mouth for about 5 minutes. I exploded with so much cum in her mouth. It was dripping from her mouth to her boobs, into her bra, and sliding to her pussy.

I got back to my senses, but the sight was too good. I bent down, caught her by the neck, pulled her towards me, and said. “If you waste a single drop of cum, you will never have my dick again. She was stunned, but she stood up, drank all the cum in her mouth, showed me for proof, and with her fingers.

She swept off the cum on her body and drank it to the last drop. I was almost satisfied, but not completely. My dick was still hard. She noticed this and started stroking my cock again slowly. I went behind her and kissed her ears and neck while removing her bra.

WOW, guys, trust me, you should see these boobs. These are the most beautiful, stiff, and white, like milk. I wasted no time. I started squeezing them from behind, pinching them while biting her neck. With my other hand, I started to finger her again. In no time, she was in full swing again.

My dick was still oozing with some cum. So, she bent down and took it again in her mouth and cleaned it, wiping off the cum with her mouth. I put her on the bed completely naked and occupied her bit by bit. We were looking at each other while I put my dick near the pussy entrance.

In one go, I pierced her pussy with my dick completely. She closed her eyes and shooked her body with pain. When I stopped and looked at her, tears rolled down her cheeks. I was sure she had saved herself for me. Slowly I took the dick out and put it all again. This time I hugged her in a missionary position.

She hugged me back tightly. I started to fuck her in her bedroom while her parents and sister were outside. We were exploring each other with our tongues while I was pounding her pussy. With one hand, I put both her hands above her head. With my other hand, I was squeezing her boobs and pinching them.

While my dick was fucking her mercilessly. I was about to explode. But I was sure there was no need to ask her where I should cum. This thought made me even more excited, and I started giving her deeper strokes while she was crying and holding her voice back.

Her boobs shake while I fuck. Her body moved accordingly. Me kissing her. All this I felt once, and I exploded into her womb with running emotions. We slept there for a few minutes, and I looked at her. She was happy. So much happy. She giggled, put her head on my chest, and asked, “Do you love me?”

Me: I…know it will be hard, but I had to be truthful. I like your body. As far as love goes, I am still in junior college. I need to enjoy other girls and see the world. I cannot be tied down. Hope you understand.

She was so understanding.

Saritha: So, you want to have sex with other girls too? No problem, I guess (she said, not looking at me). You should do what you want. So, your wish. But please don’t leave me. I will be beside you. You can have sex with anyone. I will be there to do whatever you say.

I got a little angry upon listening to her constant revilement around this relationship. So, I said, “I am not a good guy Saari. I was planning to fuck your sister, not you. Now tell me, how can I have feelings for her and…

Saritha: You can have her. [I was shocked] You can have anyone. I will help you, stay beside you, and after all your fantasy. If I am still with you, will you marry me?

I don’t know what to say. On the one hand, I have everything a man could hope for. On the other there is nothing. But if I am too quick, it might seem like I am using her. I had to be precise. So, I told her to let’s think about this, and we will discuss it later. First, put on the clothes.

We had lunch together in her home, and I returned with a happy face and a full tummy.

Any girl who likes this story and wants to have fun,  I am accepting messages now at [email protected]. I live in Bangalore.

Hi guys, this is Rahul. I was attending a seminar for my office work which was quite boring. The only thing that excited me about this event was the food. They had an amazing whole buffet system. In the middle of gathering and while helping myself with a ton of different types of foods, I bumped into somebody.

I set my plate down and looked at the person I bumped into. It was one of the speakers at the function.

This speaker lady was a hot milf. In fact, I know all the guys paid attention during her lecture. I did too. Her name was Amira.

I looked at her plate, and it was virtually identical to mine! She looked at my plate and we both laughed.

Amira asked if I would like to sit with her and I accepted her invitation.

Me: Your lecture was definitely one of the highlights of this whole seminar.

Amira: Thanks for that. What did you like about it?

I quoted some things from her lecture and I saw her smile. I looked into her eyes with each word I said. She crossed her legs in my direction and sat back listening to me talk about it. I took as many mental pictures as I could.

She wore a pair of dark glasses that sat atop her cheekbones. It made her jaw look sharp and her lips looked full, plump and juicy. She had light green eyes and her gaze was enticing. Her shirt clung tightly to her slender frame and the top button was unbuttoned in order to accommodate her busty chest. Her curvy hips were smoothed tightly into her formal skirt and her black pantyhose shrouded her freshly shaven legs in mystery.

The milf asked for my name and we ate and talked. At one point, she put her hand on my forearm as she laughed and I let her linger. She took her hand off slowly, and I pretended not to notice.

When we were both done, she got up. Then she looked at me and turned.

Amira: Do you want to have some wine to wash down lunch?

Me: Wine sounds great. Do you want me to meet you at the bar?

Amira: No, the wine’s no good here. I have a nice bottle up in my room.

We headed up to her room. Turns out the hotel gave her a complimentary bottle of wine and we poured from that as we chatted.

I sat on the opposite end of her couch, but as the bottle finished she was inches from my face. I stared down at the hot lady’s cleavage. Amira unbuttoned her blouse and I licked her collarbone. She threw her head back and let me drench her neck and cleavage in my saliva.

Then she unbuttoned my pants and I felt her mouth wrap around my hard cock! I let her go down on me for a few minutes and then I reached inside her skirt and felt her drenched panties!

I pulled Amira’s panties off and laid her on the bed and opened her legs. She opened her top and pulled off her skirt and I started fucking her. Amira moaned like a whore in my ear as my cock drilled inside her until I was close. She bit my ear as I pulled my cock out and exploded all over her chest. Cum stained her juicy tits and her face as she smiled, satisfied, from ear to ear. She wiped herself off and we made out.

Amira (from the bathroom): Hey, do you want to spice things up a bit?

Me: What do you mean?!

Amira: There is this website called DscGirls dot live that has all these hot, young Indian model girls ready to please you. I am bisexual, but I don’t wanna go hunt for a slut at the conference.. I just wanna fuck. Maybe we could pick one girl from there and undress her while you finger me? How does that sound?😉

I was skeptical about this whole kinky deal, but Amira walked over to me and buried my face in her soft tits. I sucked on her nipples as she reached down and stroked my cock.

Amira: Don’t you wanna see what a bad girl I can be?

I couldn’t speak with her hands squeezing down on my cock. What a fucking slut! I loved it. Amira held my face in her hand and kissed me as I breathed into her throat. Her hair fell into her face as she put her glasses back on and got off my thighs.

She opened her laptop and signed in to this DSC website and asked me to grab her purse. She pulled out her card and bought some fresh credits with her debit card as I sat next to her and nibbled on her ear softly. She exhaled sharply and kissed me deeply as my hands squeezed her soft tits. She then scrolled through their list of models until she found one that she liked. Her name was Manvi Singh.

We messaged Manvi about the dirty shit she had in mind and Manvi came online.

Manvi looked over at the naked woman and her eyes went wide. She was dressed in a pair of tight, grey leggings and a black tank top. I sat back and let the milf take control.

Amira: Wow, you are hot!

Manvi: And you are already naked and steamy. Started without me?

Amira reached over and held my cock between her fingers and fondled it slowly. She kissed the tip and looked at Manvi with a naughty smirk on her face.

Amira: You should smell how musty this cock is, and it tastes like my pussy.

Manvi: Ufff, so tempting…

Then Amira sent Manvi some credits and started commanding her to do stuff. She sucked my cock as Manvi lowered her leggings down to her knees. She made Manvi put her ass to the camera and spank it as she moaned and sucked my cock. I had to pry her mouth off my cock before I busted too early in her mouth! I laid on top of Amira and kissed her as the tip of my cock pushed against her clit and she breathed into my shoulder.

Amira: Oh fuck! She’s watching! This is too hot. I love your body on me!

Manvi (touching herself): Fuck! You guys look so good!

Amira pushed me down onto the bed and got on top of me. She faced herself towards the laptop and grinded on my cock without inserting it. I reached around and grabbed her tits and pushed her into a doggy position. Her face went wide as I pushed my cock inside her and it contorted with pleasure as she watched Manvi touch herself.

Amira: Let me see those tits, Manvi. Now!

Manvi ripped off her tank top and twirled her nipples as I fucked deep into the Amira’s pussy. She moaned like a wild slut as she bit her lips and arched her back.

Amira: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I wish you were here to eat me as he fucked me, Manvi!

Manvi stuck her tongue out and moaned for Amira as she grabbed onto the sheets and screamed. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and she grabbed my sturdy hands and squeezed them as she looked at me.

Amira: Put that warm cum inside me! Please! Pleassee! I am cumming!

I felt her body convulse and shake as I fucked her harder as she made dirty eyes at me. I watched the screen as Manvi touched herself and sweat dripped off my forehead as I exploded into this sexy bitch’s womb. Warm cum dripped out of her as she laid on her stomach with her ass in the air and watched Manvi touch herself.

Manvi kept going as she watched us make out and eat each other’s sweaty bodies and soon she came and laid back.

The three of us chatted casually as I occasionally thrust inside Amira and kissed her. We laughed every time she moaned. Manvi finally bid farewell as Amira and I started making out more intensely and we stopped to watch her spank herself once more.

Once she was gone, we fucked a few more times and skipped all the seminar activities for the day. This was a good conference.

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Hi guys. This is Prakash from Bangalore. ( I travel all over Karnataka.) I am here to share my experience with one of my iss readers. I hope you guys enjoy this story.

This incident happened a few months back. I got a text from a lady named Sana (her name changed) after reading my sex story on ISS. She was from Chikkamagaluru. She was in her mid-30s. An unsatisfied married wife who wanted to explore her desires.

From then on, we started exchanging texts. Slowly our texts converted to roleplays. Calls discussing our fantasies. Likes dislikes.  It went on for a few weeks. And finally, she asked me to visit her place for a weekend. As I was also interested, our plan was fixed.

Finally, the day arrived, and I travelled to Chikmagalur to meet her. We planned to meet at her home as her family was out for a few days. She was waiting for me at the station. She was in her saree. (I asked her to wear a saree.)

Fair complexion looking very sexy. Her figure may be 34-30-36. She wasn’t looking like a mother of 2 kids. She greeted me with a hug. Her smell was erotic. I kissed her once we got into the car. She smiled at me and started to drive. We went to her home as we had a weekend to enjoy.

We were not in a hurry. I took a rest for some time. She woke me up and asked me to freshen up as breakfast was ready. We had breakfast and had a conversation about travelling and normal conversation.

She was cleaning utensils in the kitchen. I was watching the movement of her ass from the corner of the kitchen. Slowly, I walked towards her, and I hugged her from back. I started licking her neck while rubbing my dick to her ass over the dress. She tried to push me and asked me to wait for some time.

She told me to wait in the bedroom as she would come once she finished the housework. I told her I wanted to do it now, and that too in the kitchen. I continued rubbing my dick on her ass. “You do your work, and I won’t disturb you.” By saying this, I started kissing her neck.

I licked her earlobes to arouse her. She was moving her head slowly and moaning. She stopped cleaning utensils and started to react to me. I pulled her saree, unhooked her blouse, and licked her back. She was moaning slowly. I took off her blouse.

She was in her black transparent bra, which I had gifted her. I started pressing her boobs from behind over her bra and kissing her bare back. I bent down and slowly lifted her saree, kissing her sexy legs. Her legs were white. I licked her thighs and kissed them. The heat from her thighs was too arousing.

Started rubbing my dick on her ass crack over the saree. She got aroused and removed her saree tuck. What a sight it was. She was only in her black transparent bra and panty. It only covered her pussy and ass partially. I started squeezing her ass cheeks.

Kissing them. Spanking them, her ass cheeks turned red. Kissed her ass cheeks and thighs again. She stopped her work, turned towards me, and locked her lips with mine. I was on cloud 9. Her lips were so soft and juicy. I couldn’t stop kissing her. It went on for a few minutes. We were playing with our tongues.

While kissing her, my hand was running through all over her body. She took off my t-shirt and started licking my nipples. She kissed my bare chest while her hand was on my crotch over my pant. She was rubbing it. She licked my upper body fully and played with my nipple for some time.

I lifted her and placed her on the kitchen table. I started to kiss her, from her face moved to her boobs. I licked part of her boobs which were outside her bra. Her nipples were hard and waiting to see me. Turned her and unhooked her bra with my teeth. Wow, the white boobs were so sexy with erect brown nipples.

I started licking her nipples and squeezing the other one. It went on for some time. I went down, kissing her body. Her body was shivering. I licked her navel. She was moaning and pushing my head towards her navel. I kissed her pussy over the panty and took off her panty.

I was astonished by seeing her in that position. It was clean-shaven. The brown lips were inviting me to eat them. I made her sit on the kitchen table with her legs wide open and started to eat her pussy. She was pressing my head into her pussy, moaning slowly.

After some time, she had an orgasm. We locked our lips again. She pushed me back, came down, took off my pant, and kissed my dick over the underwear. As she took off my underwear, my dick stroked her. She took my dick in her mouth. I was in heaven at that moment.

I can feel her soft lips filled with lust on my dick. I cum after some time, and she drank all the cum. I spanked her face and boobs with my dick and locked her lips with mine. Again I made her sit on the kitchen table and kissed her pussy lips.

I inserted my finger in her pussy and started to finger fuck her. After some time, I hit her pussy with my dick. She was pleading with me to insert my dick. I slowly inserted my dick in her pussy. Her pussy was tight. She screamed. I started stroking her slowly. After some time, drilling was fast.

She was moaning heavily, and the room was filled with her sounds. In between, we were kissing each other. I was squeezing her boobs. I made her bend down with the support of the kitchen table. I inserted my dick from the back and fucking her.

The movement of her ass cheeks was making me more horny.  I was spanking her while fucking. Later lifted her one leg and fucked her for some time. She bent down and again took my dick in her mouth. This time she was licking my dick and playing with my balls.

We both wanted to rest as I had travelled the previous night. We went to the hall and slept on the sofa. Listening to music and cuddling for some time, and hugging each other.

When we woke up, it was already 3 pm. We both were hungry and didn’t have time to cook. I asked her to go to a good restaurant, but she refused as someone could see us. We ordered food from the hotel. She was going to take a shower. I saw the movement of her ass while walking.

My dick was hard seeing it. I followed her and spanked her ass cheek. I asked her to take a shower together. She refused initially. Later she happily welcomed me inside. I started kissing her lips while squeezing her boobs and rubbing her clit with my fingers.

We were feeling each other’s body heat under the shower. She sat down for another nice blowjob. Again she drank all the cum and gave me a naughty smile. Her face turned fully red. I made her stand with the support of the wall. I lifted her one leg and started stroking her again.

After some time, I again made her bend and inserted my dick from the back. I fucked her for some time. Her moans were echoing in the bathroom. Her moans were making me go crazy. I sat on the commode and asked her to come over to me. She sat over me and guided my dick into her pussy, and started stroking it.

After a few strokes, we stopped it as the delivery boy could have come at any moment. We both bathed, cleaned each other’s bodies and came out. I asked her to wear a crop top and shorts for lunch and the next session. We sat on the sofa, kissing and cuddling each other until the delivery boy arrived.

We had sex in each corner of her house. Tried many different positions. We both were very happy for those two days. I will share in the next part if you guys like the story. Now we are planning for our next meeting.

I hope you guys enjoyed the story. Please give your feedback.

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