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Raj hadn’t come out of his room for more than 2 hours and skipped breakfast, which worried Anita. She knew she had seduced Raj willingly but was unsure of the repercussions. Raj was questioning their relationship status, and that made her worried.

She knew that she had to talk to Raj about all facts to avoid confusion in his mind. So she went to his room with the breakfast plate and saw Raj peeping out the window with concentration. She asked what he was seeing.

Raj, “Nothing. Just wondering that this day and all other days would have been as normal if I hadn’t caught you guys up fucking each other’s brains out. You would have been still my Mom and I, your apple pie. ”

Anita, “You are still my son and the only one dear to my heart.”

Raj, “No, Mom, you know everything is not the same anymore. So let’s stop pretending.”

Anita, “It’s still the same, but just some perspectives have changed.”

Raj annoyingly, “Same? Mom, we just fucked each other. I saw you and Prakash banging each other. Not only perspective but also relationships, bonds, belief systems, and trust have changed. You don’t know what’s going inside of me.”

Anita, “I know exactly what you are going through, and I will answer all your queries, but please have breakfast. I made your favourite egg toast.”

Raj, ” I am not hungry.”

Anita pleadingly, “Please.”

Raj relents and unwillingly has his breakfast. He then admits that it was quite delicious. This puts a big smile on Anita’s face. She then replies.

“I know what you are going. I went through this feeling twice in my life, questioning everything I stood for. Once when your father left me and the other when Prakash and I had sex for the first time.”

Raj now listens attentively. “What happened, Mom? How have you adjusted to it?”

“I was the ideal wife any husband could get. I cooked for him whenever he was hungry. I made the bed for him when he was tired. I cared for him 24*7*365 and had sex with him whenever he wanted. I didn’t see whether I was sick, tired, or having my periods when I used to serve your father. I saw it as my duty. I fulfilled it without complaints and with a big smile. But still, he left me for another bitch,” with anger in Anita’s voice and eyes.

She continued, “I did whatever was expected from me by my parents, in-laws, society, and probably even the almighty. But still, I got betrayed. I was very angry and felt like destroying myself. Then, I saw you, my little angel, who held my hand, wiped my tears from my face, and hugged me.”

“You told me not to worry as you would take of me. You were just 9 years old, but you were rock solid. You gave me the courage to stand up and fight the world again. That’s how I adjusted the betrayal of your father. I promised that my entire world from now onwards revolves around you.”

She continued, “But Raj, I was just 30 when your father dumped me. I had my needs. I couldn’t sleep at night. I used to finger myself and masturbate, sometimes the whole night. You used to sleep beside me. I should have controlled myself. You could have woken up to my moans. But I was helpless. My body wanted a manly touch, and my mind provoked me to have sex.”

Raj then interrupted, “So it wasn’t only me who used to wet the bed?”

Anita said, “No, you were not the only one,” they started laughing.

Raj, “And then, Mom.”

Anita, “I wanted to engage in 1-night stands, but this town is very small. Everyone knows everyone, and what if someone knew about my sexual escapades? I would have been labelled a whore. They would have made your life hell. So I suppressed my feelings and continued to be a loving mother.

“But when Prakash arrived and made the first move, I surrendered to him immediately. I still don’t know how Prakash got the courage to move to his masi, but I probably gave him some cues. I started wearing low-cut blouses displaying my cleavage, applied red lipsticks, smiled a lot, and wore knee-length satin nighties that ample shape of my goods when Prakash was around.”

“I still don’t know whether I did it intentionally or not. After my first sex with him, I was destroyed mentally. I couldn’t believe what I had done. I kept cursing myself for indulging in such sin and even dragging my innocent nephew into it for self-pleasure.”

“But then I realized what I got on being such a romantic woman. My husband dumped me. My in-laws blamed me for it, and society still cusses’ me for being a divorcee. Young boys look at me as some dessert that is available freely.”

“So that is why, instead of being guilty, I decided to explore my sexuality more freely, satisfy my deepest desires, and even explore my dark kinky side. And Prakash became my willing partner. So when Prakash banged my innocent asshole, I wanted him to fuck me like that.”

“Prakash was treating me like a slut as I wanted to be treated like that on that day. So, Raj, I am not apologetic for my behaviour. Society treats women like us as sluts and man-eaters as we are divorcees at such age, despite no fault of ours. And the prime example of that is you.”

Raj replies, ” No, Mom, I don’t see you as a slut….” He pauses as he remembers what he said last evening to Anita.

Anita shrugs, “I cared for you day and night, suppressed my urges and feelings so that no harm comes to you. I was the mother that any son would desire. And what did you do? Just one scene changes everything. I become a slut to you, a woman with no dignity and who is even cheap than a 500 rupee whore.”

Tears start flowing from her eyes. She continues, “If my son treats me like this, then forget about society. Yes, I seduced you because I love you more than anything else. I wanted to give you the pleasure that you were deprived of. I wanted to be a complete woman and mother.”

“And you still don’t believe in me and think of me as slut. It’s ok, son. Probably, I am a slut. But it was this slut who still cares for you and will continue to do so.”

Saying this, she proceeds to leave the room when Raj suddenly holds her hand and embraces her. “I am sorry, Mom. I made a grave mistake. You are the one due to which I am standing on my feet, and I called you slut. Please forgive me, Mom. I will never judge you. It was my gravest mistake, and I promise never to repeat it.”

Anita, now smiling, “So you have forgiven me?”

Raj, “You never committed any mistake. It was me who misjudged you.”

Anita, “Son, I should have been open to you, then probably this would not have occurred.”

Raj smilingly, “You have already opened up to me a lot, including your clothes.”

Anita teasingly, “Hmmm, I can open up again. Does my son want it?”

Raj, “Hmmmm…”

Anita laughs, “Ok dear, your wish is my command.”

Saying this, she completely undresses’ herself, revealing her big boobs and ass. She then turns to Raj and says, “Not fair that my son is dressed.” He proceeds to remove his tees and shorts, thus revealing his erect cock. She looks and Raj and says, “May I?”

Raj, “You don’t need any permission.”

Anita immediately goes down and starts gently stroking his dick. She turns and takes the tip of the dick in her moan leading to Raj giving a soft moan. She then takes the dick entirely in her mouth and starts blowing him. She then instructs Raj to move his dick to and fro in her mouth.

Raj does it as told. He fucks Anita’s mouth gently. He remembers Anita’s words about surrendering to pleasure and making sex memorable. He is thus able to last long as compared to the previous night. Out of a sudden, Anita starts pressing Raj’s balls gently.

She then takes his dick out, inserts his balls in her mouth, and keeps sucking it. Such action makes him mad, and he is on the verge of climax. “Mom, I am going to cum,” he groans.

Hearing this, Anita immediately takes his dick into his mouth and instructs him to cum. Raj requires no second permission and dumps his load inside his mouth. He pushes his dick more inside Anita’s mouth during orgasm, though involuntarily.

Anita, just like the night before, drinks it all without a drop being wasted. She gets up and says teasingly, “That was intense.”

Raj, now panting, “Yes, it was, Mom,” and they both smile.

They then engage in passionate kissing as if there is no tomorrow. During this, some traces of cum goes into Raj’s mouth. Anita then breaks the kiss and teases, “How’s the taste? Isn’t it yummy?” Raj laughs aloud, and then they engage in lip-lock again.

After some time, they break their kiss. Anita whispers, “Your turn.”

Saying this, she lies on the bed and instructs Raj, “Son, see that pussy and see that clit jutting out. You need to lick and kiss it and stimulate it more. That is my feel-good zone. But remember, don’t bite it with your teeth. Imagine just like you are smooching me, but instead of my lips. It is my clit.”

Raj then proceeds accordingly and starts licking her clitoris. This makes Anita horny, and she moans, ” Oh, that’s it, Raj, you are doing well. Keep doing it. Make mommy happy.” She moans in a hushed tone.

She then replies, “That’s excellent, Raj. Now use your fingers and insert them in my vagina, but keep licking my clit.”

Raj does it exactly as told. Anita feels like herself in seventh heaven. No one had licked her clit with such passion. She was nearing her orgasm quickly.
She grunted, “Raj….”

Without warning, warm gushes of vaginal fluids come out of Anita’s pussy and splash Raj’s face. He is overwhelmed by such a reaction but then adjusts himself. He gets up and looks at Anita’s face. She has a gentle smile and calmness. She looks at Raj and whispers, “Sorry.”

Raj immediately kisses her and says, “Loved it, Mom.” Saying this, they both giggle and fall into each other’s embrace. After some time, Anita replies, “Ready for round 2, dear.” Raj nods affirmatively.

Anita, “then rush to my room and bring the lube from my drawer. It’s time for you to take my final hole.”

Raj does it as she says. Anita now moves in her all four, resembling a doggy-style position. She instructs Raj to take some lube and wipe it in her asshole.
His hands tremble as he rubs it in her asshole.

Seeing this, Anita jokes, “Don’t worry, dear. My ass will not eat you up,” and giggles.

She now instructs Raj to insert his dick in her asshole gently. She tells him not to rush as her asshole might get bruised or worse, his dick may break.

Anita, “Proceed slowly. Once we get comfortable, then increase your pace gradually.”

Raj does it exactly as told and starts gently. He finds it difficult to penetrate her initially but finally starts hitting the mark. Despite the ass-pounding Anita last afternoon, she was still tight. Raj increased his pace gradually and periodically asked about Anita’s well-being.

Anita laughed, “I am fine. My ass took a lot of dick beating yesterday. I can manage this.”

Raj,” Yes, Mom. You can.”

Saying this, he increases his pace further and goes much deeper. His balls are now touching Anita’s ass. The sounds of their hitting fill the room.

Anita moans, “That’s it, Raj, that’s my boy. Keep on pounding it. You are doing it good.”

Raj, “Oh fuck, Mom, this is better than pussy. Now I know why Prakash went mad yesterday.”

As Raj kept pounding, he was nearing his orgasm. He moaned, “Mom, I am cumming.”

Anita, “Don’t cum in my ass, son. It becomes messy after that.” Saying this, she lies in a missionary position and guides his dick in her pussy.

After stroking it inside for some more time, Raj finally releases all his semen inside her. Anita also simultaneously orgasms. Both now lay in each other’s embrace.

After some time, Raj replies, “Thank you, Mom, for making me a man. I will forever be grateful to you.”

Anita, “That’s what mothers are for. Saying this, she takes some dripping cum from her pussy and taste’s it. “Mmmhhhh, tasty fruits of my son’s hard work.”

Seeing this, Raj breaks into laughter, and so does Anita. Then Raj replies, “Mom, I don’t want you to stop your relationship with Prakash. I don’t want to be a controlling freak like the society and desire to continue exploring your sexuality with Prakash.

Anita smiles, “Thank you, son.”

Raj, “But next time, please keep the door locked.”

Anita breaks into further laughter. Then she replies, “Son, always remember, I love you the most in this world. No one can take your place.”

Raj, “I know that.”

Saying this, they once again embrace each other and fall asleep.

Everything changed in the coming days. Raj and Prakash made up and once again became the brothers they were, with Anita being the common bond.
Anita and Prakash made out in the afternoon, as they used to do before. Her nights were reserved for her son Raj.

She deservingly got the love and sex she needed from not one but two persons. They lived as a happy family after that with anticipation that more and more joys would come in the future.

Did they ever engage in a threesome? No, this would have turned Raj as just some pervert who was looking to dig holes and Anita into another slut.

This is the end of the story. Thank you for all the comments that you gave. It helped me to improve my story, I guess. I made some name mistakes as I got confused with the character names from other stories. I am sorry for it.

Hi friends, I want to share this story with my co-worker. I hope everyone reading this story will get a co-worker like I got, fingers crossed.

I joined a startup company in Hyderabad last year. Unlike other companies, my company requested WFO in a hybrid way. We must go to the office for 3 days a week. One good thing about working from the office is meeting girls in your company. But still, office romance is always tricky. It’ll cost you your job.

Initially, I had no interest in girls in our team. One of them is married. The other girl is not married but is 2 years older than me. The last girl is a year younger than me. Among the boys, another guy who was younger than me by two years and I quickly became friends.

Swathi, the youngest of the girls, used to talk with us more and took help from us in her work. It’s the starting days of our friendship. We three of us used to talk about the stuff all the time. We also became Instagram friends, and we used to share reels all the time.

Slowly these reels went from normal to adult reels and posts. She hadn’t reacted to them at the start. But she slowly understood them and gave reactions to each post and reels I shared. We also started casually talking about sex and girls. Every day at lunch in our cafeteria, we talk about interesting girls.

One day when I was working from home, I called her regarding a task.

Me: Hi, on leave or working today? You aren’t online.

S: I just had a bath. I’ll be on my way to the office. What’s the matter?

Me: You just had a bath. Are you naked?

S: Yes!

Me: Can I video call you?

S: No, why?

Me: I’ll help you get ready for the office.

S: How are you going to help?

Me: You dress up. I’ll tell you if it’s good-looking or not.

S: No need. I’m not shopping now. I need to go to the office. It’s already late.

She cut the call, and she left. From that day, I used to call her every morning to check if she was ready for office. If she misses my call, she’ll call me after her shower, and I’ll request a video call. To make this fun for her, she started teasing me one day.

We’re working from home on this day, and I got a call from her after 9 am.
Me: Hi, good morning. What’s up?

S: You haven’t called me today. Is everything thing okay, or are you having a hangover?

Me: I started working on unfinished tasks from yesterday. What are you doing?

S: Just came out of the bath and called you.

Me: You miss me in the morning?

S: Yes! I miss you begging me for a video call.

Me: And I’m not tired of begging you for that.

S: I know you won’t stop even if I say yes to your request.

Me: That’s the plan. You know me well.

She started a video call. I hadn’t noticed it as I was staring at my work screen. I noticed after when I heard the notification sound. I immediately accepted her call and couldn’t see anything but her ceiling fan.

Me: Where are you? I can’t see you.

S: You asked for a video call. I did.

Me: But I can’t see you. I want to see you as well.

She switched the angle of her mobile, and now I can see her. Her body is wrapped in her towel. Only her neck and shoulders are exposed. Her towel ran down further her ass, covering most of her legs.

Me: Thanks for the video call. But your towel is blocking my view.

She laughed and made no comments. Her skin is so white, which I haven’t noticed before. She started applying moisturizer to her armpits.

Me: Your skin is so white I haven’t noticed, and you have nice armpits.

S: You haven’t noticed. It’s hard to believe how you look at other girls in our office. You must have checked me by now.

Me: I have checked your body several times but having such a cute face, who cares about your body?

S: You should write a book on how to flirt.

Me: Sure. I’ll write something about your beauty.

S: That sounds good. I’ll enjoy reading it.

Me: But I haven’t seen half of your beauty. How can I write about it?

S: Write from what you saw and use your imagination.

She finished taking care of her armpits and moved out of the frame. Now she sat next to the phone. I can only see her ass at the side of the screen. She lowers her towel to her waist and is naked on top. I can see her side hip with no extra fat.

Me: Why are you out of frame again?

S: I’m applying moisture to my chest.

Me: Can I watch it?

S: No.

Me: You let me watch when you are doing your armpits.

S: My mistake. Anyhow I’m done.

She started covering her top, and now she started applying moisture to her legs which I can see as they are closer to the frame. Her skinny long legs are so sexy she has model legs. She dropped her towel on her phone, making me blind. She was dressed in a T-shirt and shorts.

She continued teasing me daily in video calls showing me nothing. But I enjoy our morning video calls. A few days later, we sit beside each other in the office in our bay. We always talk while we work.

Me: Swetha, you feel cold?

S: Yes, AC is too much today.

Me: Yes, it’s raining outside, and the temperature is down.

S: Yes! How do you know I’m feeling cold?

Me: I can see your nipples hard and making an impression on your dress.

S: You’re an idiot. I should dress carefully around you.

Me: You are in a normal Punjabi dress. How much careful are you going to dress?

S: I haven’t worn a camisole inside because it’s hot in the morning and I don’t have a scarf to cover it. I Ubered here and left the scarf in my room.

Me: It’s okay, don’t worry, no one notices.

S: Yes, but I look like Rachel from Friends.

Me: I’m sure you are better than her.

After a few minutes, she went to the girls’ room and sent me a snap. I opened her snap. She took a picture in front of the mirror, and her nipples pointed out of her dress. I immediately saved her snap.

She came back and asked me to delete it. I replied their nothing to be worried about in that pic. But she insisted on removing it.

Me: Can I save it in my personal gallery?

S: What personal gallery?

Me: My personal gallery in my phone, which is locked.

S: No, delete it. It has my face on it.

Me: Send me one without a face next time. I’ll delete it.

S: So you have a private album? What’s on it?

Me: It’s mostly pics with my ex-girlfriend.

S: Can I see them?

Me: No, those pics were taken when we were intimate together.

S: Atleast one?

Me: No, those are for my eyes only.

We left the office that evening before I reminded her not to forget to send the pic. As promised, she sent the pic. I didn’t open it because I was outside. I reached my room after 7 and opened my WhatsApp to check her pic. I opened the, pic she took it from her face down.

One thing that shocked me is she wasn’t wearing any bra under her dress. Her nipples are making a good impression on her dress. My dick is hard watching her nipples.

Me: Wow, nice pic and without the bra.

S: Enjoy. Happy now?

Me: So far, it’s good.

We talked for some time about my ex and work. After that, we dropped the call to have dinner. Later in the night, she called me. We talked about random things, and suddenly, the conversation shifted to my previous relationship.

I said, “We talked about this in the evening. What else do you want to know?”

S: I want you to tell me how you both lost your virginity.

Me: We had sex, that’s how.

S: I need to know every bit of detail on how that night went.

Me: Why are you suddenly interested in my sex life?

S: Can you tell me with no questions asked? I’ll do what you ask some other time with no questions asked.

Me: Okay, deal. Masturbate to my story.

S: What?

Me: Don’t you know how to masturbate?

S: I do. But do you want me to do it over the phone while you tell your story?

Me: You said you’d do a ‘no questions asked’ favour.

S: Okay, carry on. Hopefully, my roommate went to the movies. We have until 1 am midnight.

Me: Okay, get naked under a blanket.

S: You tell your story. I know how to masturbate. I’ll do my thing. I don’t like telling me things how to do.

Me: Okay, sure, enjoy my story like audio sex stories.

S: Yes, that’s the plan. With a voice like yours, it is more interesting.

One day we went to the movies. It was Saturday. We were closer that day and couldn’t take our hands off each other. Once the movie was done, we roamed around the city on my bike. She sat closer to me in the evening, resting her chest on my back. My dick was hard all the time that day.

S: What’s your thing size?

Me: 6 inches.

S: Is it big?

Me: Big for 1st timers, if that’s what you want to know.

S: Is it hard now?

Me: No, I’m busy remembering every detail of what happened that night.

S: Where is your hand?

Me: Holding my thing.

S: Okay, continue.

I drove to her hostel to say goodbye. She asked what’s my plans for the night. I said, “Nothing. No one is in my room. I’ll watch Netflix or PubG for some time.” She said her roommate is also not in town. She wants to stay with me for the night.

I took her to my room, and we chatted on my bed. I hugged her and started kissing her. Now I came on top of her, and we started to smooch. She stopped the kiss and pulled my shirt off. I asked her to help remove my pants as well. She did.

I’m in my boxers now, with my dick making a tent in front. I grabbed her and started to kiss. Her hands touch my dick, but she hesitates to hold it. I took her right hand to my dick, and she kept holding it. I took off her top and looked at her momentarily, noticing how beautiful she was on that black camisole.

I kissed her neck and came down to her right shoulder. I gave kisses on her shoulder, moving her straps. I then took out her camisole and her pant. I quickly grabbed her boobies on her bra and kept kissing her tits and her nipples over her bra. She stopped me, took my head in her hands, and started kissing me.

I’m kissing her with my tongue inside and pressing her boobs. She unhooked her bra, and I removed it and started sucking her left breast. She started moaning while I was sucking her left boob. With her right hand, she rubbed my dick on my boxer.

I immediately took my boxer off and gave her hand access to my dick. She slowly started stroking my dick. But she hasn’t kept enough pressure on my dick. I came on top of her and sat on her tummy. I rubbed my dick on her boobs. I kept my dick between her boobs and rubbed between them.

She kept eye contact with me. I took my dick near her mouth. She sucked the tip and stopped looking into my eyes. I started kissing her, pressing her boobs, and running her fingers through my hair. I crawled down to her boobs and gave her a few kisses. She pulled me back to her face and started kissing me.

I ran my hand to her panties while kissing her. She stopped me from doing that. I took back my hand and started pressing her boobs. I took her hand and placed it on my dick. She stopped kissing and came on top of me, sitting on my thighs. She started giving me a handjob with both hands.

I was pressing her boobs. She stood up and removed her panty with my help. While on her knees, she rubbed my dick over her pussy lips and kept my dick inside. Only my dick head went inside. I asked her if it was going in. She said no and took it out.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and I went in front of her and kept my finger in her pussy. I started fingering her pussy, and she started masturbating, rubbing her clit with her right hand. I leaned in and gave a lick to her clitoris with my tongue. She held my face close to her pussy.

I started licking her pussy while moving my finger inside her pussy. I started licking and sucking whatever I could find in the dark. Based on her moan, I kept doing the same when she moaned. Her pussy and clit became fully wet. She took my head and started to suck my underlip and kiss me.

She again pushed me onto the bed and came on top of me and her knees. This time she kept my dick near her pussy opening. She let it enter slowly. I held her hips when I started to feel the resistance of her pussy on my dick. My dick went half inside her.

She started moving her hip up and down my dick, giving me eye contact. She bent over me and started kissing me. I held her hip and began to thrust slowly. She kept kissing me hard. I switched her to her back and got on top of her. She covered us with the blanket and guided my dick into her pussy.

I started thrusting my hips while kissing her. She kept hold of my butt with her hands and arched her hips towards me. We now started fucking in a rhythm. We both stared at each other while thrusting our hips. She asked me to go fast, and I increased my pace in fucking her.

With a few fast strokes, my balls hit her. I dropped on her and kept fucking. I’m kissing her ears and neck. She’s moaning in my ears. She was ready to orgasm. I could feel her pussy gripping my dick. She started rubbing her clit with her right hand. She had her orgasm. I’m about to have mine.

She’s still rubbing her clit. She grabbed my dick while I was fucking. I took it from her pussy, and she rubbed it against her clitoris. I started to cum. My dick is spraying hot cum on her pussy. She moaned when my cum hit her. I made pussy and her hand dirty with my cum.

We were in the same position for some time giving small kisses and talking before we washed up and went to bed.

Me: I’ll tell you what happened in the morning later.

S: Sure. (With a low humming voice)

Me: Did you finish?

S: Two times, you?

Me: Not yet.

S: Okay, watch some porn and relieve yourself. I’m sleeping.

Me: Okay, good night.

I went to the washroom and took my dick out. I started masturbating to Swathi’s pic she sent me earlier.
I hope you enjoyed this part. Please give your feedback to [email protected] and help me write better.

Hello friends! First, thanks to all ISS readers for your heartwarming responses to my previous stories. It encouraged me to share another sexual adventure of mine.

To those reading me for the first time, I am Shraddha, a 29-year-old housewife from Bangalore. I look fair and beautiful, like a typical Indian woman. 5.6″ tall and had a perfect figure of 34D-32-36.

My boobs are also attractive. I had a great pair of booty round ass which attracts men at first sight. I was a fitness freak and maintained myself well.

Today I will share one of my sexual adventures that happened very recently, which I never thought would happen. It was in April I had a very great experience of lovemaking after attending my cousin’s sister’s marriage in Chennai.

My husband and I were returning to Bangalore on a train. After five hours of our journey, we reached Bangalore railway station. We got down from the train with our luggage. We started walking towards the metro station through subway paths connecting the metro station.

The subway was crowded, and there were a lot of vendors on both sides of the subway. It was very dirty, and the crowd was pathetic! Mostly guys and men and all drunk. They would shamelessly stare at all the girls and women. We kept walking.

I then came across a few girls and transgender people wearing short dresses standing on the subway. There were a few guys who stopped near them. After a few minutes, they all went together.

That’s when I realised that those girls and transgender people were prostitutes. We were uncomfortable now and chose to ignore them and quickly left the subway.

After a few days of this incident, I developed a strange fetish for low-class men. People from slums, the labour class, dirty cheap men. This crazy adventure was thrilling and was also making me horny. I desperately wanted to explore some naughty sides of myself.

One particular night, I decided to get a bit bold. Once my husband left for work. I had a quick shower. I changed to a Pink coloured crop top over my black push-up strapless bra. I can tease them by exposing a deep cleavage of my boobs and belly button.

The bottom was a very short black skirt covering my ass, nothing else. Afterwards, I applied dark lipstick and a little makeup on my face and kept my hair open. Finally, I gave one last look over in the mirror. I looked sexy enough to make people cum just by looking at me!

I started driving towards Bangalore railway station. I reached the railway station, which was always very crowded. I parked my car in a railway parking lot and decided to walk to the underground subway with a confused mind and an uncontrollable pussy.

I noticed a lot of men staring at me. Some walked very close to me to touch my butt and boobs. I got scared, and I tried to avoid them. I entered the subway. As it was the middle of the night, the crowd was less on the subway and most of the vendors were closed. The subway was filled with prostitutes.

Those women were not even half as hot as me. I then walked to the secluded place near the subway stairs. I stood there smoking cigarettes like a professional prostitute. My heart was pounding, and my mind had so many thoughts. What if the police arrest me for illegal activities, or what if some criminal kidnaps me?

But nothing was stopping my pussy which was leaking like hell. I was looking at the men passing by. I noticed a lot of men staring at me. Some of them were shameless enough to pass dirty comments. I became quite nervous. After a few minutes, I noticed a middle-aged guy approaching me.

He was drunk and was not good-looking. He was wearing a dhoti with a white kurta with pan stains. He smelled like he never had a bath and was chewing something filthy. He gave me a look from top to down and gave me a lustful slimy smile, and asked for the price. But I had no idea about the price yet.

So I asked him how much he paid regularly. He said, “1000/- if you give good service, I will pay double.” I agreed and asked for a 50% advance payment. He gave it immediately and asked me to come with him. I put the money in my purse and started to apply lipstick.

It was like his dream that came true that he got the princess of the kingdom for his pleasure tonight. He then took me to a nearby local cheap lodge, and we got checked in. It was the most shady lodge I had ever seen. It was like a fifty-year-old building that didn’t look like a lodge.

It was one of those dirty and creepy lodges. We found that the lift was not working when we got into the lodge. We had to take the stairs. When I walked up the stairs, I noticed a few strange things. The corner of the stairs had a few condom packets and empty liquor bottles.

And there were a few drunk room boys. They all looked at me lustfully while my ass moved like anything. They commented on my ass indirectly. I noticed those and moved up silently without uttering anything. I later asked my customer what was happening in this lodge and if this place was safe.

He replied, “Yes!” I then walked into the room. It was a very small room with a wooden bed, maybe thirty years old and a dirty-looking bed sheet over it. The room also had a small wooden sofa set and a small plastic table. There was a small little bathroom where I could see cockroaches crawling.

It had cobwebs over the windows and a termite-infested door. A tube light lighted the room, giving it a very gloomy look. The entire place smelled of urine, and I was nauseated.

Soon a waiter came with a bottle of whiskey, soda and a packet of cigarettes. He knew this guy always used to come to this lodge. Then he asked me to make drinks for him and myself. I sat opposite him on the bed, made drinks for him, and served him while I lit a cigarette.

He quickly gulped down half a bottle of whiskey. He took the bottle in his hands, asked me to open my mouth, and soon poured some whiskey into my mouth. He abused me, “Sali randi standing on the street to get fucked.” I was wondering where the hell I was.

I was rethinking what I was doing. I thought many times to just run out of there but didn’t have the guts. While I was in the middle of these thoughts, he got up and said, “Shall we start?” I got up immediately and said I had to go to the bathroom. I locked myself in there and just stared in the mirror.

I didn’t know what to do. But then a part of me wanted to do it with him. I knew he would fuck me like an animal. A part of me wanted that. So I decided to go for it. I removed my skirt and my top. I was left in a black bra, and panties clung to me in the correct places, making me look irresistible.

I took a deep breath and unlocked the door, and walked out. He was now staring at me with his greedy eyes, and I could see him drooling. He started to scratch his crotch more and then squeezed it nicely. I guess he wasn’t wearing anything under his dhoti.

He gulped down more of that alcohol and then came close to me. Immediately he squeezed one of my boobs and then both of them. He pulled me towards him, kissed my neck, and worked his way to my mouth. He pushed his tongue in.

I could taste his pan masala and alcohol in my mouth and tongue when he moved his mouth to my neck again. I still had a little bit of his pan masala in my mouth. I spitted it out, and my mouth was all red too. I wasn’t even interested in kissing him. He then pushed my bra down and started caressing my boobs.

He started getting wilder and started to pinch them. I started screaming in pain as it hurt and asked him to be slow. Slowly, I felt his hands moving behind me and unhooking my bra. He then removed my bra and threw them away, and my perfectly sized olive-coloured boobs were all in front of his eyes.

By that sight, his eyes popped out in excitement! He was admiring my boobs. I asked, “What? Are you going to stand there and stare at me? Or are you going to fuck me?” He said, “Of course, I need to fuck you.” I said, “What are you waiting for?”

I stretched myself such that my nipples reached his lips. He kissed all over my boobs, dug his face into my cleavage, and kept licking me there. He then caught hold of my hands. He started to suck on my boobs one after the other taking in as much as he could, making them completely wet with his saliva.

He kept sucking, licking and biting me on my nipples. I just stood there and kept moaning like a street whore enjoying his actions. My nipples have become very hard and reddish with all his teeth pulling and biting them. I held his head and pressed it on my boobs due to immense pleasure. I was on cloud nine!

He then took off his kurta and dhoti. I saw the most disgusting thing in the world. His dick was so ugly and surrounded by so much public hair. It looked like a dense jungle. He was fully erect and had the biggest dick I could imagine. It was a good eight inches long and thick, twice that of my husband.

Now he was completely naked and asked me to suck his dick. It was a huge dick! There was no way I could engulf the entire thing in my mouth. But he just held me by my hair, positioned my mouth before his dick, and pushed my head towards it.

But I stopped him and pulled out a condom packet from my purse. I rolled the condom over his dick. I leaned forward and took his massive dick in my mouth, and my jaws started hurting like crazy. Unsurprisingly, it smelled like urine, and I started spitting back on his dick.

Now I was taking his dick fully into my mouth and pulling back out while gently squeezing his balls. I was taking them in, spitting on them, taking them deep into my throat, and it was looking just amazing. He then grabbed my ponytail and pushed his dick deep inside my throat.

I was getting choked, and I couldn’t breathe. Tears were coming from my eyes, and my saliva was dripping all over his dick and floor. I was showing off my deep-throat skills like a professional whore. Then he pulled his dick from my mouth and asked me to suck his balls.

He lifted one leg, placed it on the bed, and pushed my head under his dick and on his balls. I immediately swallowed his hairy balls in my warm mouth and started sucking and rolling on them. I was sucking on his balls, and at the same time, I was stroking his dick.

I kept switching between his dick and balls every five to six strokes. I was sucking his dick and balls together. It was now so exciting and a pleasurable experience for me, and my hand went to my cunt which was gushing with juice and was begging for more. He then picked me up and threw me on the bed.

I felt like a little lamb in front of a hungry lion. He then got down on his knees between my thighs while I was lying on the bed. I felt him stretching my panties from the front with his hand the next instant. It was obvious he wanted to take it off. Before I knew it, he tore open my panties and threw them to the side.

I was truly excited at this action of his. He then pulled out a whiskey bottle from the nearby table. He took a few sips of whiskey from the bottle, and then he splashed some whiskey on my pussy which instantly gave me a warm feeling. It was something new to me!

In a flash, he buried his face between my thighs and started licking my pussy vigorously. I went extremely mad the moment his tongue touched my divine place. It was so erotic! I had never felt so turned on. He shoved his tongue on every corner of my pussy region, giving me the ultimate pleasure I wanted.

I was screaming in joy and uncomfortably twisting and turning on the bed, begging him to lick more. He then shoved his two long fingers inside me while eating my pussy. Next, he drilled my pussy! I started shivering like a fish and was moaning like some cheap whore.

This made him even more excited. My pussy started overflowing with my juices. His slippery fingers were vigorously sliding into my pussy, hitting my G-spot. I had my eyes shut due to the intensity of the sensation. I could hardly resist more than five minutes.

My pussy exploded with juices, and I reached my orgasm. To my surprise, he did not pull his hand from my pussy. But rather, he continued drilling my pussy with his fingers. This time, he inserted all her four fingers inside my pussy while rubbing my clitoris with his thumb.

Then in another five minutes, I reached the biggest, wildest and most satisfying orgasm a woman can ever experience. This time it was more intense than the last one. It was so amazing that I lost all my senses and couldn’t even feel my body for a while.

He gently pulled his hand from my pussy and licked his soaked fingers. They were all covered with my hot juices. Now he got up and asked me to come to the edge of the bed. I knew what was coming, and I couldn’t wait. I moved to the edge of the bed and spread my legs apart.

I showed him my wet pussy waiting for his dick. I struck the pose like a pro. He then came on top of me in the missionary position and looked at me. He said, “Hey bitch! I’m going to tear your pussy” He then started pushing his dick into my pussy. Ahh! I moaned slowly as his thickness made my wall stretch.

But due to wetness, he could slide it easily without any struggle and fill the entire length of my pussy with his huge dick. He held on to my legs and started fucking me. His thrusts were slow initially. But gradually, he increased the speed and started fucking hard, fast and deep into my pussy, the way I liked it.

My whole body was shivering in excitement. I was screaming like a mad bitch with immense pleasure. I was sure whoever passed the room would hear my scream. I then wrapped my legs around his waist and his neck. Our intense intercourse was interspersed with passionate kisses and love bites.

By now, I could feel an orgasm building in me. My ass muscles tightened, and my eyes were shut tight. I bit the flesh around his shoulder when I couldn’t take it anymore. The faster he fucked me, the deeper I bit him. I couldn’t hold it any longer as I had another round of orgasms and shuddered with force.

I stopped moving my body now, but he wasn’t done yet. He understood that I’d cum, so he changed my position. He made me kneel in a doggy-style position and slapped hard my gentle brown sexy ass. I started moaning and shouting in pain.

He then entered me from behind and started fucking and making it deeper and deeper with every thrust. I had closed my eyes and opened my mouth for every thrust. He sat on my ass and started fucking me ruthlessly. By grabbing my hair and spanking my ass cheeks frequently for his every stroke.

The sound of his balls banging against my ass filled the room. I enjoyed his hard fucking by scratching the bedsheet in pleasure and moving my ass in rhythm for his every stroke. He then approached me and started squeezing my boobs and kissing my back from behind while fucking me.

His weight was so much that I couldn’t take it anymore. I fell on my chest with him on the top. But he continued fucking me harder and harder with me screaming. After a few minutes of hard fucking, he asked me to ride on top of him in a cowboy position.

So, I got up and saw my pussy. It was completely drenched with my cum. He then lay on his back. I climbed over him and placed my ass on his fat dick. I moved so that his dick was getting rubbed between my pussy lips. I then slightly lifted my ass, held his dick and slowly guided it into my pussy.

He was about to experience the best part of his life. I started riding on his dick vigorously, and my body bounced up and down the length of his dick like an unstoppable machine. My boobs hung and swung each time I bounced on his fat dick. He grabbed my ass and made me bounce harder on his dick.

To entice him further, I raised my arms as my hips and pussy worked on his dick. He pulled me towards his mouth and started biting my nipples while fucking shit out of my pussy. It was too much for him to control beyond a point and reach his peak.

Spurt after spurt of his semen ejaculated from his dick, spewing it deep into my pussy with a condom. Both were breathing heavily with immense pleasure. We both got exhausted and collapsed on the bed. The whole room smelled of sex. Next few seconds, I went blank with the intensity of my orgasm.

I had never experienced something so intense before when I got fucked. There I was, lying down like a cheap, used, trashed whore in front of this disgusting guy. I managed to get some energy. I went to the bathroom to clean my face and body. I saw the time, and it was 2 pm already.

I should have been on my way back home by now. While inside the bathroom, I heard him talking to someone on the phone. As I was in the bathroom, I could not hear much. I could understand something he was explaining to someone about the mind-blowing sex he had just had with me.

I felt proud of myself and happy that I fulfilled my fantasy too. I cleaned my face and came back outside. I then dressed up and told him I had to go. He was very happy with my service and put 2000/- in my bra as a tip. I thanked him. He hugged and kissed me before bidding bye.

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Hey friends, my name is Veer (name changed). My physique is normal. Main ek Punjabi family se belong karta hu, aur mera dick 7.5 inch ka whitish colour ka hai, jisme ki topa red colour ka hai. Agar koi ladki mere lund ke darshan karna chaahe, to mujhe mail kar sakti hai.

This story is starting of a series. Aur uski heroine Jazz hai, jiska figure 32-28-34 hai. Uska rang brownish, boobs chhote par firm, aur ass ubhri hui hai. Ye series tab ki hai, jab main chhota tha 19 saal ka. Ek ladki jo meri family friend thi, to ek baar main uske ghar gaya tha kuch kaam se.

Jaise hi maine uske ghar ka gate khola, wo mere saamne khadi thi panty aur spegaty (bina bra ke) mein. Mujhe to uski sexy legs ke, aur uske chhote boobs ke darshan ho gaye. Boobs uske chhote isliye the, kyunki hamari tab growing age thi. Wo bhi meri age ki hi thi.

Maine jaise hi use dekha, to mera lund khada ho gaya, aur hum dono 2 minute ke liye still wahi khade ho gaye. Uske baad hum dono hosh mein aayi, aur wo andar bhaag gayi. Ye incident ke time tak hum dono ek-doosre ko itna ache se nahi jaante the. Par family friends the ye pata tha.

Maine apni life mein pehli baar kisi ladki ko semi nude dekha tha, to wo mere liye indescribable moment tha. Ye to thi us din ki baat. Mujhe nahi pata tha, ki usse fir kab milna hoga, par life mein kab koi kaha mil jata hai, kisi ko nahi pata hota.

To aage hum mile, par mere chacha ke ghar mein. Kyunki unki beti ki shaadi thi, aur Jazz ka us ghar mein bahut aana-jana tha. Main bhi apne chacha ke ghar kaam karwane jata tha, kyunki ghar ki shaadi thi, to sab kaam hame hi karne the, aur wo waha aayi hui thi.

Pehle to hamari nazre mili, aur maine use aankhon hi aankhon main wink kiya. Usne bhi us wink ka jawab positive diya, aur main us cheez se baut khush hua. Haalaki mere mind mein uske liye itni naughty feelings nahi aayi thi, par main usse attracted tha. That was pehla pyar kind of a feeling.

Fir main aage badha, aur uske sath kaam karwane laga. Fir dheere-dheere hamari dosti ho gayi. Itni gehri nahi par theek-theek. Uske baad maine apni pehli aur new bike li R15. And use dikhane ke bahane main us bike ko apne chacha ke ghar gaya, jaisa ki mujhe pata tha ki wo mujhe wahi milegi.

Aur wahi hua bhi. To maine sab ko baahar bulaya chacha, chachi, aur apni behno ko, aur use bhi dheere se bulaya. Wo bike dekh ke bahut khush ho gayi, aur main use dekh kar, kyunki usne us din bahut hi tight top pehna tha, aur neeche tight lower.

Isse uski figure ek-dum tarashi hui murat lag rahi thi. Isi beech wo meri bike ke curves aur shape dekh rahi thi, aur main uske curves dekh raha tha. Fir uske baad sab andar aa gaye, aur hum bhi.

Mere chacha ke ghar par 3 room the, jisme se last wala room bilkul separate tha. Kyunki beech mein ek lobby, staircase aur bathroom aata tha. Is wajah se wo thoda isolated rehta tha, and wo usko as a storeroom use karte the.

Haalaki usme kaafi space thi, and ek bed bhi laga hua tha, to Jazz us time waha gayi kuch samaan uthane. Peeche-peeche main bhi chala gaya. Fir waha jaake main uske bilkul peeche khada ho kar uske baalon ki, aur uski body ki fragrance feel karne lag gaya.

Main to us feeling mein madhosh ho gaya, aur pata hi nahi laga kab wo meri taraf mud gayi, aur meri taraf dekhne lagi. Jab mujhe hosh aaya, maine dekha ki wo mujhe ghoor rahi thi, and I was like expression less.

Usi time usne mujhe dhakka mara, aur kehti: Chalo yaha se.

To maine poocha: Kaha chalu?

Wo kehti: Bike ride.

And I was like wow, my first bike ride with you, cool yeah! Fir usne mujhe peeche wali gali ke end par wait karne ko kaha, aur main fatafat se waha uski wait karne laga. Ye sab kuch itna jaldi-jaldi ho raha tha na, ki mujhe kuch samjh nahi aa raha tha.

Par main darr bhi raha tha ki kuch gadbad na ho jaye. Fir finally wo waha aayi, aur mere peeche baith gayi. Main usse embrace nahi karna chaahta tha, isliye usse chipak ke nahi baitha tha. Par thoda aage jaane ke baad wo khud se aage aa gayi, aur mere se thoda se close hoke baith gayi.

OMG! It was a wonderful feeling, because meri pehli bike aur uske peeche ek faadu si bandi baithi thi, wo bhi itna close. Us time tak main nahi jaanta tha ki uske mind mein kya chal raha tha. Apne aap ride ke liye bolna. Fir mere itna close aana.

Bas fir kya tha. Maine bhagayi bike, aur wo mere se aur chipak ke baith gayi. Uske baad hamne street food khaaya, kyunki agar kisi ladki ko samajhna hai na, to use apna dost banao. Aur street food mein jo gossips hoti hai na, wo kisi fancy coffee shop mein nahi ho sakti.

To hamne waha bahut sari gossips ki. Ab main use thoda bahut to jaan chuka tha, aur wo story ko aage badhane ke liye bahut tha. Hum fir ghoomte-ghoomate chacha ke ghar wapas aa gaye, aur waha hamara eye contact and smile pass karte hue kaam karna shuru ho gaya.

To ye meri series ka ek chhota sa trailer tha. Main aap sab ko bata du, ki meri series kaafi lambi hone wali hai, aur interesting bhi. Kyunki ye real life story hai meri.

And tab se ab tak meri life mein kitni ladkiyan aayi aur mujhe kitno ne dhokha diya. Ye sab main is series mein include karunga. Ye story kisi-kisi ko thodi boring lag sakti hai, kyunki ye real story hai, aur itni hawas nahi bhari hui is story mein.

Kyunki ye story tab ki hai, jab hum naye-naye jawan hote hai, aur hame pyar ki zaroorat hoti hai.

So guys, see you in the next story. Please meri story ka review mujhe zaroor dena. Till then, bye-bye.

“I feel like I wanna know you more. Probably I shouldn’t say this, but I got a connection with you that I never got from my wife. I feel like I want to see you again, talk to you again, so..” I was hesitant.

“Hey, hurry up”, Raj called.

“Coming…”

“I wanna be in touch with you, Neena. Get to know you. Can you at least share your phone number with me?” I asked her, looking into her eyes.

She became silent, her face changed from excitement to sadness all of a sudden and she turned around, took her phone from the table and said, “I need to think about it, give me your phone number and I’ll call you if I feel like it”.

“Sure that’s fine..” I felt like she was interested, but the fear of betraying her husband might have gone through her mind.

“Bye, Neena”, after giving my phone number, I went back with Kriti and Raj.

“What took you so long?” Kriti asked me.

“I was in the bathroom”, I didn’t make eye contact and sat on the driving seat. I saw Neena in the side mirror. It was evident that she was sad.  But I don’t know if it was because I was leaving. After I went back home, all I could think about was her.

It was a Wednesday, it had been 2 days since that incident and Neena did not respond. Meanwhile, Kriti and Raj continued to have sex while I was at the office.

At 4 pm, I came back to see Raj and Kriti naked in the kitchen making food. They weren’t wearing dresses at home anymore, I assumed. After she saw me, she came to me and kissed me on my cheek, and said, “Go change, I’ve made tea for you.”

Then I removed my shirt and looked into the mirror, then closed my eyes and remembered how Neena kissed my lips. Suddenly, I snapped out of it and changed my dress.

“I need to somehow meet her again,” I thought.

Then I decided to ask Kriti and Neena about meeting them again. I went outside my room and saw Raj eating my wife’s pussy. Raj’s cock was hard and dripping precum. He held my wife’s boobs in his hand tight and put his tongue inside her pussy. He was eating her like a hungry dog and she was moaning with her panties in her mouth. I went near her and grabbed her boobs. I then kissed her cheek and went down to suck her boobs. While sucking her, my mind was on Neena. I imagined sucking her sexy boobs and closing my eyes.

I wanted to kiss Neena so badly, so I moved up and kissed Kriti, imagining Neena. That was so passionate! Then I kissed a lot and she suddenly stopped kissing me and opened her mouth. So I opened my eyes and saw her have an amazing orgasm with eyes rolled upward.

“Wow, you never kissed me like this before, what has gone into you?!” Kriti asked.

“I.. I.. just wanted to.. kiss you so much”. Raj then came up and started kissing her and rubbing her pussy at the same time. I felt a little weird and stepped a little back, and saw her kiss Raj passionately.

After some time, he put his cock slowly inside my wife’s pussy. She broke the kiss to open her mouth to moan, but Raj had Kriti’s bottom lips still inside his mouth. While he continued to fuck my wife, I went outside and looked at random things like roads, trees, vehicles, and our small flower garden. Even though my eyes were looking at them, my mind was looking at Neena’s face. The kiss I had with Kriti, even though it was not even near to what Neena gave me, reminded me of how Neena kissed me that day.

So I decided to go in and ask Raj to set us up for another fun group. I went inside and saw Raj fucking my wife in the doggy style. I have to admit that he had so much stamina! He was continuously fucking her even if he had cummed inside her. He just picked up the pace within 2 to 3 minutes of cumming.

Raj told me to give her a kiss like before as it turned her on so much. The truth is, I learned how to kiss like that because of Neena and I just followed how she kissed me that day.

I went near my wife and held her face. I lied down in front of her and kissed her upside down while Raj continued to fuck her dripping hole. I was kissing her so passionately that she came again with another powerful orgasm. By that time, Raj also filled her pussy with cum. He didn’t like to wear condoms so they just have birth control.

Just after Raj took his cock out of my wife’s pussy, she was dripping a lot of cum. Then he went to the bathroom and cleaned himself. While he was ready to leave, I wanted to make him get another meeting with Neena. I had some trouble asking him, but I finally did it when he was about to leave the house.

Then I went near Raj and asked, “Hey Raj, can we arrange a meeting with Sanjay again? Are they free anytime soon?”

My wife’s face changed and Raj seemed casual about it and replied, “Haven’t talked to him after that day. I think he is busy at work.”

“Still can we call, I like that family”, I highlighted.

“That family? Or..Neena?” I smiled and Raj teased me with her. But I don’t think Kriti liked that. When Raj was about to leave, he said, “Don’t worry, I shall contact him, and let you know”. That made me feel good.

After that scene, Kriti seemed to be disturbed. I could feel a small hatred or discomfort or, I don’t know how to explain that. That night, while I was outside the house looking at random things, I got a message from Raj that Sanjay was ready for another meeting and it would be coming Sunday at their old house at A Nagar (Name changed).

I was surprised that they have a house near us. That was when he told me that the house I saw was their new house which they bought for Sanjay’s convenience to work as he was doing some business there.

I then went inside and saw Kriti in the kitchen. I went near her and asked what the food was. “Chapathi and chicken curry”.

After a small silence, she said, “Raj planned a meeting with Sanjay this Sunday.” “Yeah, Raj messaged me also”. The talks between Kriti went awkward. I felt a weird energy from her that she was jealous.

“Frankly speaking, she shouldn’t be jealous. She fucked my friend in front of me several times without any shame. So why would she feel jealous? I guess what they say about women and how they are complicated, are all true. Whatever,” I thought.

It made me think so much and at the same time, I couldn’t wait to see Neena again.

The next day, as usual, I went to work, Raj might have come home and my wife and Raj might have fucked, but whenever I was at work, I used to think about what they might have been doing and might masturbate sometimes. But this day was different. I was thinking about meeting with Neena. All kinds of scenarios and feelings went into my mind and body.

As usual, I came back home at around 6. But what I saw was a little unusual. Kriti and Raj were lying naked in bed. Usually, he would be gone or would be ready to leave when I arrive.

“Raj… What happened to you?” I asked him.

“Oh.. you came… Damn! your wife is so hardcore. She was on fire today. She didn’t let me rest today.”

I looked at Kriti and she gave me an odd expression. I understood that they did a lot. So I did not wait any longer, I switched on the computer to see what they did.

To be continued.

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Hello guys, and pretty ladies. Let me briefly summarise the story before I begin this part. I wrote this story 2 years back, and I could compile 10 parts of the story. After that, I got too busy with my professional life. Finally, I have got some time to continue my story.

You may start reading the story from this part. But I suggest you read all the previous 10 parts of the story to maximize the pleasure. I am sure you will find the story to be thrilling and hot. Anyway, I am providing a little synopsis of the story here.

This is my story. I am a software professional from Delhi, working in Dubai for the last few years. I got married to Nisha. Ours was an arranged marriage, but we soon fell deeply in love. In our marriage’s initial days, we made passionate love almost every day.

We moved to Dubai and continued our passionate lovemaking. A few years passed, and we were blessed with 2 kids. I became a project manager, and life was all set. But with time, the spark of the bedroom got lost. I decided to find some way to ignite that fire again.

I researched and found this genre of sex called cuckolding. I was so thrilled by this fantasy that I soon found a bull for my wife- an Indian guy named Sameer. He was an experienced bull with great reviews.

I hesitantly conveyed my fantasy to Nisha. She refused to be a part of it. But with continuous persuading, she finally agreed. When she learned about Sameer’s past experiences and performances, she got ready for the adventure.

Finally, the day came when Sameer made passionate love to my wife for 3 hours in my presence. After the session, Sameer quickly said goodbye and left. Nisha was too tired even to get up. I somehow brought her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed.

That was the story up to the 10th part. Now we will move ahead. Now let us get ahead in the story with this fresh 11th part.

The next morning I woke up around 9 o’clock and heard the kids getting up. Nisha was still in a deep sleep, and I didn’t want to disturb her. So I prepared breakfast for the kids and some tea for myself. The kids had their breakfast and got busy with the TV.

I also got busy with some pending office work as I finished my tea. Almost 2 hours had passed, but Nisha still didn’t come out of the bedroom. I thought of checking her. She was still sleeping. But as I opened the door, her sleep was broken. I went ahead and sat near her.

She came closer and laid down on my lap. I caressed her hair. She hugged me while still laying in my lap. As I caressed her more lovingly, I realized she had started sobbing. I realized that she was upset due to last night’s events and was kind of regretting it.

I laid down on the bed next to her and took her in my arms, hugging her tightly. As I hugged her, Nisha started sobbing even more. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. I tried to wipe her tears off her cheeks. I kissed them.

I said – No, jaan, no, please don’t cry. There is no reason for you to be ashamed or regretful of anything. Whatever we did, we did it together, with my insistence and full approval and involvement. So why are you feeling bad about it? I am not.

She looked at me and said – You have no bad feelings about it, janu?

I replied- No, jaan, not at all. I can understand how you might feel, but trust me. You don’t need to feel that way.

She stopped sobbing and said -, But I feel like I have committed a big sin, jaanu. Like I have betrayed you.

I replied – No, sweety no. Before actually doing what we did, I was worried about how I would feel after experiencing it. Will I feel guilty, sinful or regretful? I am feeling perfectly fine. I am happy that I could fulfil my fantasy of seeing you enjoying extreme pleasure, which I believe you did. I am so thankful to you. You are the best wife in the world.

Nisha finally smiled and stopped sobbing.

I asked her again – Tell me, jaan. Didn’t you experience the extreme pleasure that you have never enjoyed before?

She didn’t say anything.

I insisted again – Please tell naa sweety. Didn’t you?

She looked up into my eyes for a second and shyly smiled. She nodded her head and lowered her eyes and face again.

I kissed her cheeks again and said – Oh, jaan, I love you so much.

She then looked at me and asked – And how about you, jaanu? You enjoyed it, naa.

I replied – Oh, jaan. I can’t describe in words how much I enjoyed it. It was better than I had thought in my fantasies.

She smiled and teased me – You are such a bad man. Enjoyed seeing your wife getting loved by someone else!

I said – That is because I love my life beyond all limits. I want to see her enjoying the best pleasures of life.

She hugged me and said – I love you, janu. Now you have seen me enjoying it, and I have fulfilled your fantasy. Hope you are happy and satisfied now.

I said – Yes, jaan, but….

She asked – But what jaanu?

I said – I want to see more jaan.

Nisha exclaimed – No way, jaanu. This was the first and last time I had done it. You will never ask me to do anything like this again.

I said- But Jaan…

Nisha – No ifs and buts, jaanu. If you insist, I will never talk to you. Promise me you will never ask me to do it again. You will also not talk to me about whatever happened last night.

I said – Ok, jaan, ok, but at least listen to what I am saying.

Nisha- What?

I said – I will never ask you to do it ever again. I will not even talk about it.

Nisha- That’s better.

I said – But …

Nisha- But what jaanu?

I said – You also have to promise that you will let me know if you feel like inviting Sameer and doing it ever again.

Nisha smiled- Please don’t bring up his name in our conversation, jaanu. And trust me, jaanu, what you are saying will never happen.

I said – That is ok, jaan. But still, you promise me.

Nisha- Ok, jaanu. I do.

Me- Ok, jaan. I will keep my promise, and you keep yours.

Nisha- Hmmm. Done. But until then, we will forget this whole episode as it never happened. We will not talk about it at all.

Me- Ok, jaan. As you say.

I desperately wanted to talk to Nisha about last night’s adventure. But I had no option but to agree to her demands. After all, she had been such a good wife and given me what I wanted for a long time. We hugged and kissed each other once more, and then Nisha got up from the bed.

She got fresh and got busy with household work. I noticed that Nisha looked calm and was behaving normally. I was relieved to see that she was not upset or down. The rest of the day went fine and as usual.

The next day as soon as I came to my office, I got a call from Sameer.

Sameer- Hey Prashant, what’s up?

Me- Good morning, Sameer. All fine, bro. How are you?

Sameer- I am doing good, yaar. Tell me about Nisha. How’s she?

Me- She is also fine. However, she was upset when she woke up yesterday morning. But now she is fine.

Sameer- What happened? What did she say?

Me- She was feeling guilty. Regretting that she committed a big sin.

Sameer- Did she tell you whether she enjoyed that night’s session?

Me- Yes. She indeed confessed that she enjoyed it very much. But she thinks it’s sinful to do such a thing. So, she does not want to continue it.

Sameer- Hmmm…ok.

Me- But I made her understand that there is nothing like that. I am happy, and she should not feel any regrets.

Sameer- Yeah, right. I am hopeful everything will be fine.

Me- I hope so too. But she said this was the first and last time she did something like this. She does not want to talk about it. She even forbade me to talk about that night or about you.

Sameer smiled- And what do you want, bro?

Me- Of course, I want to see that heavenly scene once again. But I am helpless. She has taken a promise from me. I gave her my word but also took one promise from her.

Sameer- What is that?

Me- I told her that if she ever feels like repeating that experience again, she will let me know.

Sameer- That’s amazing. You are a pro at dealing with ladies.

Me- Sorry, I didn’t get you.

Sameer- Well, by experience, I can tell you that there is a 100% probability that Nisha will be fulfilling her promise soon.

Me- Oh my God. Are you sure?

Sameer- 101%

Me- Man, it will be even more thrilling if she asks me to bring you back.

Sameer- Absolutely, bro. But until then, we need to be patient. It may take a couple of weeks to a couple of months.

Me- Sure. I will be desperately waiting for that moment.

Sameer- Me too, bro. Me too.

Me- But what if she doesn’t do what we are thinking?

Sameer- She will. Trust me on this. You need to be patient and keep observing her emotions. Especially while making love, you need to look for hints. If she misses that night’s adventure, you will sometimes find her lost in her thoughts, especially during lovemaking. Meanwhile, keep your promise to her and do not talk to her about your fantasy at all.

Me- Fine, bro, I will be vigilant about it.

Sameer- Ok then. I hope we will meet again soon.

A couple of days passed as usual. I desperately wanted to talk to Nisha about that night and wanted to hear her experience in her words. But I kept my promise and didn’t talk about it. Rather, I used to watch the video that I had secretly made that day without telling Nisha or Sameer.

I recorded the whole 3 hours of that lovely session that day with the help of hidden cameras. Sometimes I used to feel that Nisha could see what was going through my mind. However, she never asked me anything about it.

Then one evening, as I came home from the office, I hugged Nisha and winked naughtily at her. I asked her to put the kids to sleep early today. She smiled and nodded her head.

Earlier, Nisha didn’t use to get ready for sex so fast and easily. But today, she agreed instantly. I thought that after that night, Nisha looked more active towards sex. Our lost bedroom’s spark was coming back. The trick had worked.

Kids slept soon after having dinner. Nisha finished the remaining house chores fast. I was waiting for her on the bed, and she came soon to me. I spread my arms to hug her.

She smiled and said- Jaanu, I have a surprise for you.

Me- Wow. What is it, jaan?

Nisha- You need to wait for a few minutes for it. I will be back in half an hour. You need to be here.

I smiled and said- Ok, sweety. No problem.

She left and closed the door from outside so that I could not follow her to spoil the surprise. I lay there and started to think what kind of surprise it might be. But the surprise Nisha had planned for me did not even come close to my imagination.

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Hi guys, I hope you enjoyed the previous parts and hope you enjoy this one as well.

As I was involved with thoughts on my sister, I heard a notification ring on my phone. I checked, and it was my sister.

S: Hi bro, just checking everything is ok in the house.

Me: Everything is just normal like it used to be apart from the covid and social isolation.

S: Ok, cool. Just stay indoors.

Me: Yes! That’s the plan.

S: Miss you, wish I was there and will join as soon as travelling is allowed.

Me: Sure! But stay safe.

S: Yes, you too. I miss your cock. Now that I have seen your snap, I want to taste it and feel it grow in my hands. The fact that it cannot travel now makes me crave your cock.

Me: Sure, you can have it. But I should make sure Mom doesn’t find out. I don’t want her to feel sad that her kids committed sin.

S: Mom is cool, bro. She already knows she doesn’t care if you don’t get me pregnant.

Me: I have no intention to do so. And we never fucked. Let’s keep it this way. What do you mean by Mom knows?

S: Yes, my big brother never fucked any girl, and he sure doesn’t fuck her little sister. I told Mom about the things that happened between us.

Me: I’m not in a rush to lose my virginity. I like my first sex with the person I love. You should also not rush to lose it. And why did you tell Mom about that?

S: Too late, big brother, I lost mine. Girls talk, that’s why. And you don’t need to worry about it.

Me: WTF? When?

S: It’s a big story I’ll tell you later in a call. It’s already late.

Me: Do you have a BF? Or did you lose it in a random hookup?

S: I’ll explain later. You had your chance to deflower me. You didn’t use it.

Me: I’m not going to deflower my sister. I hope you found the right person for it.

S: I don’t know, but I’m happy I did it.

Me: Good to know.

S: Ok, big brother, good night.

After hearing shocking news from my sister that she is not a virgin anymore, I just wanted to know how it happened. I always knew she was going to have sex sooner or later. As her brother, I’m concerned that she is having safe sex or not. With all these thoughts, I slept that night.

I woke up with a boner, as usual. When I checked the clock, it was 10 am. I’m late for breakfast again. I went with my morning routine and had my breakfast. While I was having my breakfast, Mom went to my room to pick up the laundry.

She replaced her panty, which I used last night, with a new one. I took a snap and texted Mom.

Me: Thanks for the new pair, Mom.

Mom: It’s not the fresh pair, sweety.

Me: I prefer used panties, Mom.

Mom: So you like smelling women’s panties?

Me: I’ve only smelled yours.

Mom: Do you like the smell of it?

Me: Yes, Mom.

Mom: Ok, enjoy, sweety. I need to wash those stains you made last night on my panties with my hands.

Me: Can’t you throw them in the machine, Mom?

Mom: The machine is not removing those stains, Son. Your cum is so thick. How is your cum thick even though you masturbate every day?

Me: Beats me, Mom. Maybe I’m still young and with high testosterone.

Mom: That could be the reason. But be careful. You might get anyone pregnant.

Me: No way, Mom, I’m still a virgin. Even though I don’t need to worry about it, I know when to pull out.

Mom: Says every man who has existed on this planet. Ok, so you carry on with your assignments. I’ll wash these strains. It smells good, by the way.

Me: Thanks, Mom. Maybe I have got the same genes as you do.

Mom: Yes, son. Hope I won’t get pregnant watching these stains.

Me: Good one, Mom.

I was working on my assignments all day, classes being online professors dumping so many assignments on us. I’m hearing something good about covid. I can’t wait to go back to university. I feel I’m wasting my young adulthood here.

I hear rumours about my friends staying with their girlfriends who had to break up, and a few others got theirs pregnant. Some cheated on their partners. Things will be interesting when we all go back to college. I chatted with Mom about this. We had a fun conversation together.

She can’t believe that Hailey, our neighbour before their family moved out, got knocked up by her friend. She’s not even in love with the guy. But her parents told her to keep the child. It is too risky to go to the hospital, and she’s in the 4th month of her pregnancy.

I called her to check if she was doing fine and wanted to know who the father was. I’m surprised by her answer and can’t wait to share it with Mom. She’s busy preparing our dinner. After having our dinner separately, I texted Mom.

Me: Mom, you won’t believe what I heard from Hailey. She got pregnant by her black neighbour, and her parents don’t know she’s carrying a mixed-race child.

Mom: She really outdid herself this time. At least she got to experience being with a black man.

Me: As they say, once you go black, there’s no coming back.

Mom: Sure, son, life is about exploring. You explore in your 20s, fail in a few, and settle in your 30s.

Me: That sounds so good to be a true Mom. I feel like I’m stuck.

Mom: Give it time, son. Let’s wait for everything to be normal again. Until then, you have a supply of your Mom’s panties to occupy you.

Me: Yes, Mom. These feel great. I don’t need to use lube all the time.

Mom: I hope you’re making good use of them, and I don’t mind cleaning your cum of them.

Me: Thanks, Mom.

Mom: Son, I was thinking. Because you need to masturbate regularly, and you haven’t got to feel how it feels being inside a woman. Are you inclined to the toys?

Me: Yes, Mom. I have been looking them up online. Since we will be in this pandemic situation for some more time, I think toys will help from the boring same old masturbation.

Mom: Yes, son! I’m tired of rubbing my thing with my hand. I’m going to buy some vibrating toys for myself and will also purchase something for you. Will you help Mommy shop?

Me: Sure, Mom.

After hours of online shopping and reading the review of the products, we finally selected a few products. Mom ordered a realistic thrusting dildo and a rabbit G-spot vibrating dildo. For me, she ordered a masturbater for my shower and a Fleshlight of my favourite porn star, Riley Reid’s pussy replica.

These products are costly from the best brand. I don’t have any money to buy them. I’m super happy Mom saved some money and bought these things.

Mom: Son! About Haley. I talked with her Mom. She is ok with the baby and looking forward to welcoming a new member to their family.

Me: Good to hear it, Mom. Haley dodged a bullet on this considering how strict her Mom is.

Mom: She’s not strict, baby. She is overprotective of her only child. She and her husband are among the most open-minded people I’ve met.

Me: Never knew this side of them.

Mom: Yes, son. She is the one who introduced us to nudism. And by the way, we know what happened between Haley and you when you were teens.

Me: Wow, Mom, you guys are nudists? It looks like you have a story to tell. How do you know about us? I thought we were careful.

Mom: You spend more time with her. We have seen wet patches in your underwear.

Me: Sorry, Mom, you need to see that.

Mom: It’s ok, son. Every Mom will face that situation.

Me: Thanks, Mom. I need to hear about your nudism journey.

Mom: Not until I hear about what happened between Haley and you, and I want to know every detail.

Me: Sure, Mom, it’s a deal then.

Me: This happened in our late teenage years. I used to go to her house in the evenings. Her Mom usually made us some snacks, and she would leave the house for us. One day Haley wanted to show me something. She went to her room and came back by changing her clothes.

Me: She asked if I noticed any difference other than the obvious change of clothes. I said not everything is the same as before. She asked me to look at her chest and tell again. My heart skipped for a moment. This was the first time any girl asked me to look at her chest.

Me: I started staring at her chest and asked did they grow bigger? “I don’t know. You tell me,” Haley replied. “Ok, you tell me what changed,” I asked her. She lifted her t-shirt to her neck. I could see her flat belly and her small perky boobs covered in her sports bra.

Me: She looked at me, staring at her breasts. She replied, “I started wearing bras, and these feel comfy. Now my breasts won’t move when I walk or jump. See.”She started to jump, and her tits didn’t move much. I replied, “Yes, they are uptight in their position.”

“Do you think my breasts look good? My friends say they’re small and haven’t grown with my age.”

“I think they’re perfect on you.”

She then came closer, hugged me and said thanks. She could feel my boner. She slowly released her hug and stood one step further away from me. She is looking at the bulge on my pants.

“Can you show me your penis? I had never seen one before,” She asked sheepishly. I don’t know what to say. I just nodded my head. I’ll show you my tits in return she replied. She removed her t-shirt and reduced her bra straps down her shoulders. She pointed at my pants with her eyes to open them.

I removed my pants and was in my briefs. My erect penis makes quite an impression on them, and a little wet spot is visible. I looked at her, and she gave a smile slowly. She lowered her bra, and her small tits were visible with her tiny hard nipples. I lowered my briefs and my dick, standing straight, pointing at her.

She rubbed her chest, looking at my dick. She came closer and took my dick into her right hand, her cold soft hand touching my penis. Hot blood ran through my penis, making it more sensitive to her touch. I grabbed her waist with both of my hands. She’s admiring my cock.

She has never seen a penis before. Now she is grabbing one with her right hand and inspecting it. I reached to her right breast with my left hand and squeezed. She looked at me and let out a soft moan. I started gently pressing her left boob. She was breathing heavily now we were very close to each other.

My face is close to her face. My lips and nose are lightly touching her face. Her lips are closer to mine. I was hoping to touch her lips with mine. She came closer to mine, touching them slightly. I kissed her lips, and she didn’t respond. We both are standing still and breathing heavily.

I kissed her lips again. This time she responded, and we started kissing, sucking and biting each other’s lips. We paused for a short breath and continued to kiss again. She left my dick and held my head with both hands. I started pressing her boobs with both my hands.

We stopped for a minute. She asked me to get naked while she was getting undressed. We both undressed quickly. Her pussy is visible now, with little pubic hair around it. We both hopped on her bed. She was below me, and I started sucking her breasts. She is moaning slightly.

She pulled me towards her. We started kissing, my dick rubbing her waist and sometimes touching her pussy. We kept kissing each other, and meanwhile, I was pressing her boobs. Our hips kept moving. She kept rubbing her pussy to my right thigh. My dick rubbed on her belly between us.

After a few minutes, my thigh became wet with her pre cum from her pussy. When I was about to cum I kissed her deeply and ejaculated on her body. My hot cum flooded her navel and her breasts. I laid on top of her for a while. She said that it was so hot and we needed to clean up.

We went to her bathroom, and we cleaned each other’s bodies. I was kissing, pressing her wet boobs. My dick is hard again. I kept stroking it while sucking her breasts. She took the cock from my hand and started stroking it. I kept my focus on playing with her boobs.

I released my cum after 2 minutes of her stroking. We both came out and dressed. We couldn’t keep our hands together when no one was around.

Me: I just came in your panties, Mom. Remembering those days with Haley got me excited.

Mom: I could understand, honey. My pussy is dripping wet hearing you. Ok, son, it’s already late. Let’s talk tomorrow.

Me: Sure, Mom. Good night.

Mom: Good night, sweetie.

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Hello guys, this is Vivaan from Lucknow. Main 29 saal ka hu, aur meri family mein 6 log hai. Father – Mr. Sunil Singh, aged 60, Mother – Mrs. Ketki Singh, aged 50, my sister – Shweta, aged 21, my wife – Neha, aged 25, my grandmother and my pet.

Main aur meri behan Shweta dono engineer hai, aur hum dono ek MNC mein kaam karte hai, main Lucknow mein, aur Shweta Noida mein. Meri wife govt job mein hai. Lekin uski posting kisi doosre shehar mein hai, jiski wajah se hum bahut rarely mil paate the.

Job mein rehne ki wajah se 2 months se main Neha se milne nahi jaa paaya tha. Lekin meri wife ki cousin ki shaadi thi, jiski wajah se hum sab Lucknow mein gather hone waale the on 21st December 2022. Main bhi kaafi khush tha ki itne din baad Neha se milunga.

Shaadi ka din aaya, aur workload zyada hone ki wajah se mujhe free hone mein late ho gaya, aur mummy papa pehle hi chale gaye function attend karne. Main aur Shweta mere free hone ka wait kar rahe the 11 pm tak. Hum khaali hoke car se shaadi mein pahunche, aur mummy papa ghar ko nikalne waale the tab tak.

Saare cousins se mil kar, fir relatives se mil kar bahut acha laga, aur finally main Neha se mila. Usne saare in-laws se milwaya. Bahut se logon ko hum jaante the, bahut se ko nahi. Sabki nazar mein hum bahut ache couple the. Saare in-laws ko bhi main bahut pasand tha mere maturity level ki wajah se.

To hum sab ne mil kar khoob baatein ki aur finally 2 am pe sab sath mein khaane ko baithe open area mein, jahan ons bhi pad rahi thi. Fir jab free hue, tab maine Neha se chalne ko bola to usne kaha ki subha usko vidaayi mein wapas aana tha.

Ye sun ke mere saare plans pe paani fir gaya. Main Shweta ko leke wapas aa gaya ghar at 3:30am. Main aur Shweta ne jaldi se kapde change kiye, aur wo mere room mein aa gayi discuss karne ki kisne kya pehna tha, kisne kya baatein ki, aur kaun-kaun mila, jo uski hamesha se aadat thi.

Wo bachpan se hi mujhe apni saari baatein batati thi. Blanket odh kar hum baatein karte-karte kab so gaye pata hi nahi chala.

Hectic day hone ki wajah se main bahut gehri neend mein chala gaya. Tabhi mujhe ek pyara sa sapna aaya, jisme main Neha (wife) ke sath uske sheher mein room mein tha, jo hamne rent pe liya tha.

Meri hamesha aadat hai ki main uske top ke andar hath daal kar uske boobs pakad kar sota hu. Itne din baad milne ki wajah se main use pyar se pakde hue tha. Thand bahut thi, aur maine usko cuddle karna start kiya. Uske earlobes ko maine halke se bite kiya, jo use bahut excite karte hai.

Fir uski neck pe butterfly kisses ki. Uske womanhood ki mehak uski neck se aati hui mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Itne din se mil na paane ka malaal tha mujhe, jo main poori tarah nikaal lena chaahta tha. Wo sapna itna real itna pyara tha, ki laga hi nahi ek pal ko ki main koi sapna dekh raha tha.

Finally maine hamesha ki tarah uske top ke andar hath daal kar uske boobs pakad liye, aur uski neck pe kiss karta raha. Fir maine uske boobs baahar nikaale, aur pyar se unhe suck karne laga. Wo itna acha itna pyara moment tha, ki tabhi mujhe aisa laga jaise koi mujhe hila raha tha.

Maine ignore maarte hue uske boobs ko peena jaari rakha. Ki tabhi mere kaano mein awaaz aayi –

Awaaz:  Bhaiya! Kya kar rahe ho? Main bhabhi nahi Shweta hu.

Kabhi aap bahut thake ho, aur gehri neend mein so rahe ho, aur achanak se koi utha de, to 4-5 seconds samajhne mein hi lag jaate hai ki kya ho raha hai. Wahi mere sath hua. Jab meri aankhen halki si khuli, to mere hosh ud gaye. Mera ek hath Shweta ke boobs par tha, doosra boob baahar tha, aur uske nipple ko main suck kar raha tha.

Jab maine samjha ki maine kya kar diya, main chup-chaap doosri taraf muh karke let gaya. Magar mujhe regret se zyada is baat ka gussa aa raha tha, ki mera itna pyara sapna ek sacchai nahi sapna tha. Kuch 30 seconds maine apne mann ko samjhaya.

Fir pata nahi kaha se itni himmat aayi, ki main palta, aur Shweta ko pakad kar use lip kiss karne laga. 4-5 seconds hue honge, ki Shweta ne mujhe khud se alag kar diya.

Shweta: Bhaiya, kya kar rahe ho? Hosh mein aao. Main Neha bhabhi nahi hu.

Me: Pata hai (aur firse kiss start kar diya passionately).

Is baar mujhe resistance thoda kam laga.

Shweta: So jaiye. Aap bhabhi ko miss kar rahe hai, unhe kal le aana.

Me: Main 2 maheene se intezaar kar raha hu. Ab kal tak nahi kar sakta.

Aur maine firse use paaglon ki tarah choomna shuru kar diya. Shweta ka koi bf nahi tha. Uske gale ko choomte hue uski aankhon mein dekhte hue uske kaan mein daant kaat liya. Uski halki se cheekh mujhe aur pagal bana rahi thi. Aur is baar ki kiss mein mujhe ehsaas hua ki uska ek hath mere sar par tha, aur wo mere baalon mein hath fer rahi hai. Is baat ne mujhe aur zyada turn on kar diya.

Shweta: Bhaiya, kya kar rahe ho? Main mummy papa ko bata doongi.

Me: Jao bata dena, lekin abhi mat roko.

Shweta: Bhaiya please. Ek baar soch lo, kahi hum galat to nahi kar rahe.

Me: Mujhe nahi pata, bas mujhe itna pata hai agar abhi maine nahi kiya kuch, to main pagal ho jaunga.

Shweta: Bhabhi ko pata chala to? Bhabhi ko cheat karna hua ye to.

Me: Tum batana mat, pata nahi chalega. Cheat karna tab hota jab kisi baahar waale ke sath sex karte hai. Tumhare sath ye cheating nahi hui.

Shweta (Mere bakwas se jawaab pe use hassi aa gayi): Ouch! Daant to mat kaato at least.

Maine uske dono hatho ko pakad kar uske sar ke upar kar diya, aur uske poore badan ko betahasha choomne laga. Uski ek-ek kiss ke sath uske poore badan ka jerk kar jana mujhe pagal bana raha tha.

Tabhi uska top maine ek jhatke mein sar se nikaal diya, aur uski aankhon mein main saaf padh paa raha tha confusion thi ki mana kare ya enjoy kare. Tabhi mera uske chhote-chhote boobs jo ki 30b the, us par dark pinkish brownish nipple par dhyan gaya.

Maine uske dono hath pakde hue the sar pe, aur uske nipples ke chaaro taraf main apni jeebh fer raha tha, aur choom raha tha.

Shweta: Bhaiya kya kar rahe ho. Ya to poora karo, ya mat karo. Aise pagal kyun kar rahe ho?

Me: Itni tadap to maine kabhi tumhari bhabhi ke sath bhi mehsoos nahi ki.

Shweta: Acha, aisa kya paa liya hai?

Me: Wahi to dekhna chaah raha hu.

Aur isi ke sath uski aankhon mein dekhte hue ek nipple muh mein bhar liya aur choosne laga.

Shweta: Pee to aise rahe ho jaise dudh nikal raha ho.

Me: Mujhe dudh peene ka bahut mann hai, jab niklega tab zaroor piyunga.

Shweta: Aaahhhhh, kaisi baatein karte ho aap? Mujhe nahi pata tha ki itne gande ho. Bhabhi ka hi peena.

Me: Piyunga to tumhara bhi. Ek apne bachhe ke liye rakhna, aur ek mere liye.

Shweta: Acha? Bade aaye!

Isi ke sath uske badan pe har ek til ko choomte hue main neeche aata gaya. Uske pair par shaadi mein jaane ki wajah se usne anklet pehna hua tha. Maine us anklet pe kiss kiya. Fir uski aankhon mein dekha ek sawaal sa tha, ki ab kya karenge. Tabhi main uske pair ke angoothe ko muh mein bhar ke choosne laga.

Shweta: Aaahhh, chhee bhaiya. Kya-kya karte ho aap?

Main aankhon mein dekhte hue bas choosta gaya. Pehle ek fir doosra. Saaf samjh aa raha tha Shweta ne iski ummeed bhi nahi ki thi. Kahi na kahi hum dono ko pata tha ki hum jo kar rahe the galat tha. Magar bachpan se jise hum sabse zyada pyar karte hai, uske sath sex karna ek pagalpan jaisa tha. Umeed se baahar.

Do jism ek jaan kya hote hai, aaj jaake samjh aa raha tha. Mera ek-ek kadam uski aatma ko choota jaa raha tha, aur main usme samata jaa raha tha. Hame pata tha ki hum sage bhai-behen the, to ek jagah pe jaake hum ruk jayenge.

Par hamare badan ki aag ne aur aatmaon ke milan ne hame ek hone diya ya nahi, ye jaanne ke liye mujhe mail kare, jisse main apni story ka next part la pau. Usme main bataunga kaise hum dono bhai-behen ek-doosre ki aagosh mein khote chale gaye, aur kaha jaa kar ruke.

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Hello ISS readers, this Vivek from Delhi. I am an IT professional and rarely find time to go on dates. But one time, I was on a date with a girl Amrita I met online. We were walking around a park at night and talking and we lost track of time. We wandered far from the nearest street and sat on a park bench. We were laughing and our hands were touching.

Amrita: This was a fun night. You’re fun.

Me: Fun? Yea, well I can be more than fun.

Amrita (putting her hand on mine): Yea? Can you?

Amrita suddenly leaned in and kissed me! Our lips stuck to one another as we inhaled each other’s air. She pulled off my jacket as we kissed and grabbed my crotch.

Amrita: I wanna suck your dick.

Me: Whoa! Why so fast?!

Amrita: It makes me wet! Look!

My date opened her legs and lifted her skirt. I touched her pussy and it was moist! Amrita pulled my cock out in the dark and put my jacket on the floor. I held her hair back as she opened her mouth wide and swallowed me whole. My eyes went wide and my hand reached out instinctively to make her choke on my cock. I felt her slobber drip down my shaft and soak my jeans as her audible gags sounded in the darkness. Thank God for all the trees!

Amrita (stroking me and reaching into her panties): Mmm…taste my pussy now! Please? I am dripping down there! Your cock is sooo good!

The horny girl jerked me off as she said it and I gasped out loud as my body tightened. As I groaned, Amrita pulled out one tit and grazed my fingers with her nipples and I burst my load onto her chest. Her expression softened as she slurped up what was left on the tip of my cock and sighed loudly.

I sat her on the bench and opened her legs. She lifted her dress and pulled off her panties. I buried my face in her pussy. Her vagina was moist and it dripped like honey as I slurped on her clit and fingered her. I felt her grab my face and squish it deeper into her moist cunt. I didn’t resist and slurped on her pussy until I felt her body stiffen.

I felt her body shake as my nose buried deep inside her musty pussy. I breathed heavily on it as she held my face down and continued panting breathlessly. I wiped my mouth and sat beside her as she adjusted her dress and she kissed me. She blushed and kissed my neck before getting up to leave.

I tried texting and calling her for days after that, but I got no response from her. So I went back to watching porn while high or drunk. On one of those lonely nights, I came across this website called “dscgirls.live” and it blew me away. It had a huge library full of sexy Indian girls with their tits hanging out. I couldn’t get enough of it as I scrolled.

Without a second thought, I signed up and bought some credits instantly using my phone and clicked on one of the models. Her name was Neha and she was from Dehradun.

Her lips and her neck reminded me of the girl who sucked me off and left. I wanted to feel that adrenaline rush again. I texted Neha and told her about my experience and she thought it was hot. She set up a time for us to meet and we got down to it.

I logged on and she was waiting for me. She wore a black top that hung off her shoulders and her make-up was done up well. She was chewing gum between her plump lips as she smiled at me and adjusted her top.

Me: Stand up and show me all of you.

Neha: Ooh, I like doing that. (twirl) Like what you see?

She was wearing only the top and a pair of black lingerie panties and her big ass jutted out perfectly as she turned around and showed it off. She smiled as she bent over and showed her cleavage to the cam before sitting back down. I pulled my cock out and started stroking it as I stared at her tits. She saw me do it and pulled her top down farther to tease me with her cleavage.

Me: Show me more…(stroke)

Neha: I want to….

She pulled out one tit. Neha wasn’t wearing a bra. Her fingers twirled around her stiff nipples as she breathed deeply and looked into the webcam. Her breathing turned into sighing as she watched me stroke myself. She touched herself more aggressively and pulled out her other boob. A soft moan escaped from her lips as she bit down on it, enjoying the pleasure of touching herself.

Me: Your moans sound so hot!

Neha: Fuckk…watching you stroke is making me so wet!

She reached into her wet panties and moaned as her hand moved up and down. I stroked faster as she looked into the curvy maal’s camera with her fingers deep inside her panties. I told her to take them off, so she stood. Neha pulled off her panties, bending forward. Her nipples were inches from the camera. I wanted to be able to reach out and lick them because they were so close.

Me: I just wanna lick those nipples right now! (stroke, stroke, stroke!)

Neha: Say that again!

I said it again and she brought the camera down to her pussy. Her juices dripped out of her wet snatch as she stuck 3 fingers inside herself, moaning wildly. I could clearly hear the squishy sounds of her wet fingers thrusting in and out of her. Her nails glistened with residue as she watched me pull my boxers off. I stood close to the cam, so that she could watch me jerk my hard, stiff cock as she slid her fingers in and out.

Neha moaned as her body twitched. She bit her lip and her head fell back. Her tits shook as she pulled her fingers out and showed them to the camera. Cum oozed down her fingertips as she breathed heavily and sat back down.

She took off her top and rubbed herself softly as she watched me stroke.

Me: Open those fucking legs for me and turn around!

She got on all fours on the bed and turned around. She split her legs open and spread her ass cheeks for me to look at. I could not resist what I saw.

Neha: I want your tongue right here! Eat me out, you bad boy!

I grunted at her naughty talk and felt my balls tighten as I sprayed cum onto the floor. She looked lustfully at the screen as I shot some onto my hand to show her. She stuck her tongue out at the camera.

Neha: I wish that was in my dirty mouth.

Me: Damn girl, you are naughty! We should do this again.

Neha: Just hit me up when you are free! I will be here waiting, baby!

She touched her body softly from top to bottom and I saw the sweat glisten on her body. She rubbed herself a few times and blew me a kiss before she logged off from the session. I fell in love with this website from that day. Thanks to their long catalogue of dirty, hot models chicks like Neha.

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Let’s continue from the last part, folks!

Nisha left and closed the door from outside so I could not follow her to spoil the surprise. I lay there and started to think what kind of surprise it might be. But the surprise Nisha had planned for me did not even come close to my imagination.

It took her a while to come back. She opened the door, and from there, she whispered- Jaanu!

I was scrolling through my mobile. I turned my head towards the door, and what I saw completely shocked me. There she stood near the door, all fresh and beautiful, smiling and shyly looking at me. She had taken a bath. Her hair was open and still semi-wet.

She was looking like an apsara as she was on that night. She had prepared herself all the same way. She bathed, put on similar light makeup and left her hair open the same way. But as far as her looks were concerned, that was not the most striking similarity between tonight and that night.

What left me shocked and speechless was that she wore the same nighty that Sameer had brought her that day. I was amazed to see that just a couple of days back, she even forbade me to call Sameer’s name in front of her. Now she was wearing the same nighty he had brought her just last week.

Again ‘Wow’ came out of my mouth, looking at her stunning beauty. She slowly walked towards me. As she approached me, I took her hands and kissed them. She was smiling and giving killing shy looks.

Jaan- You look stunningly beautiful and hot.

She blushed and kept smiling.

I said- Jaan, you are looking so similar as you were looking on that night.

Nisha still didn’t say anything and kept smiling shyly. I stood up and pulled her towards me, and hugged her hard. Her hot and soft body felt like heaven in that satin nighty. I tried to kiss her lips and looked into her eyes.

She naughtily said- Jaanu, you may kiss my lips as much as you want today. Today I have put all makeup just for you and nobody else.

I smiled and hugged her again, and we locked our lips in a passionate smooch. We kept smooching, reaching the bed, and laying on it while still smooching. We broke the kiss after a few minutes. I hugged her and looked into her eyes.

I said- Jaan, can I ask you something?

Nisha- Sure.

Me- Why did you wear this nighty tonight?

Nisha- Why jaanu? Isn’t it good?

Me- Of course it is.

Nisha- Yes. It’s high quality. It feels so soft and comfortable.

Me- That’s fine, but…

Nisha smiled- But what, jaanu?

Me- Jaan, it was gifted to you that night by Sam…

Nisha put her finger on my lips and stopped me from taking Sameer’s name.

Nisha smiled and said- Jaanu, I told you not to take his name. Remember naa?

I said- yes, jaan. That is why I am amazed. You have even forbade me from taking his name, and here you are wearing the same nighty that he gifted you.

Nisha- I stopped you from taking his name because I am your loyal wife. I love you and you only. So during normal day-to-day life, I don’t want to talk about him. But this restriction I have put only on you. I want to be free to think and talk about him whenever I am horny, especially in the bedroom. I hope that is fine with you.

I smiled- I am fine with that, jaan. It is even more erotic for me when you want to talk about him.

Nisha smiled- I know, jaanu. That is why I want it to be like this.

I said- But tell me why you are wearing that nighty right now, jaan.

Nisha- Because I felt like creating an ambience similar to that night.

I said- I want to ask you something.

Nisha- I know what you want to talk about. I have been seeing you and feeling like you want to talk about that night. The first day I was not feeling comfortable talking about it. But I have been dying to hear what you want to talk about that night for the last couple of days. You are so bad, jaanu. I just told you not to talk about it once, and you didn’t try even after that.

Me- Oh, jaan. You are as desperate to talk about it as I am.

Nisha- I want to confess something.

Me- What is it?

N- I am missing that night, jaanu. Everything that happened. it is on my mind 24*7 for the last couple of days.

Me- Oh god, jaan. Really? Did you enjoy it so much?

N- Enjoy is a small word, jaanu. It was like an ocean of pleasure, and I was drowning in it for hours. It was heaven, jaanu. It was heaven.

Me- Oh god, jaan. If it is so, let us call him once again.

N- No, jaanu. I am not feeling comfortable doing it again, at least not as of yet. If I do, I will let you know.

Me- You know, jaan, I wish I had recorded the whole session that day, and we could see it together.

N- Oh, jaanu, it would have been awesome.

Me- Would you have enjoyed watching that recording with me, jaan?

N- Of course, jaanu. Like hell.

Me- Won’t you feel shy?

N- Yes, I would have. But that wud have made it even hotter, right?

Me- Absolutely. Jaan, I want to ask you something.

N- What is it, jaanu?

Me- That night, what did you like most in that 3 hours session?

N- Please don’t ask me such questions.

Me- Please tell me naa, jaan.

N- Oh, jaanu. Everything was such a pleasure. It isn’t easy to single out one special act.

Me- Ok, tell me a few best moments from start to end.

N- Hmmm, when he held me for the first time and kissed my lips.

Me- Was it so good?

N- I can’t describe it in words, jaan. This was the first time my lips were kissed by someone other than you. That too by someone like Sameer, such a handsome and powerful man.

Me- Oh god! You were so overwhelmed by emotions that you took a break and started crying, jaan.

N- Hmmm, I felt like I have betrayed your love, jaanu. I couldn’t believe I was doing it.

Me- And how was the 2nd kiss after the break?

N- You assured me of your love and comforted me so well that I let myself free and decided to enjoy everything fully.

Me- That’s why you 2 smooched so passionately after that?

N- Oh, jaanu, that smooching was out of this world. He hugged me so tightly. I felt the touch of his body and manly hands all over my body while we were almost eating each other’s lips.

Me- Even I could see how much you had enjoyed that kiss, jaan.

Nisha just shyly smiled, and we hugged each other and started smooching hard. Nisha asked me to remove her outer gown as she was getting hotter. I removed her outer gown. Her beautiful white flashy arms, huge cleavage, and boobs were exposed.

I started kissing her all over. On her bare arms, cleavage, and neck, she hugged her tight and locked my lips with hers again.

After 5 minutes, I asked her- Tell me more, jaan. After that, what did you like the most?

Nisha- Oh, God, jaanu. I am feeling too shy to talk about it. I wish you had recorded it. We could watch it together.

Me- You know, jaan, I also have a surprise for you.

N- Really? Show me jaanu.

Me- Ok, close your eyes.

Nisha closed her eyes. I opened my phone and started the video recording I had made that day. I asked her to open her eyes. She got shocked to see the video recording. She hugged me and shyly hid her face in my chest. I asked her to watch it with me. She put her head over my right hand and lay with me.

I started the video from the point where Sameer first took Nisha’s hands in his hands and kissed her hands. I looked at her face, and she looked at me. Her cheeks turned red, and she shyly lowered her eyes and smiling face.

N- Jaanu, please don’t look at me while you play the video. Otherwise, I won’t be able to watch it.

I said ok, and we started watching it again. One by one, more romantic and passionate scenes were playing. Nisha was getting hotter and hotter with every moment while her shyness faded. I used to see her occasionally through the corners of my eyes.

Her eyes were glued to the screen, and her cheeks were turning apple red with shame and excitement. Suddenly she paused the video.

I asked- What happened, jaan?

N- Jaanu, I am feeling hot. Remove my night, naa.

I smiled and removed her nighty and also my t-shirt and pyjamas. We both were in our undergarments now. She hugged me, took the phone from my hand, and placed my hand over her panty. She wanted me to rub her pussy from over the panty as she was getting hornier every moment.

She started the video. I started rubbing her pussy. Even from over the panty, I could sense that her pussy was very wet. The video played the scene when Sameer had removed the upper part of Nisha’s nighty. Nisha suddenly asked me to come closer and remove her bra.

This was such a kinky scene. I looked at Nisha and said- You know, jaan. Your kinky behaviour was one of the most arousing things for me that night. I never expected that kind of kinkiness from my shy traditional wife in front of another man.

Nisha smiled and said- Didn’t you like it, jaanu?

I replied- Oh jaan, I just loved it. It made the whole session so erotic.

N- How did you feel when I asked you to remove my bra, jaanu?

Me- I felt so thrilled, jaan. My lovely beautiful hot wife asked me to remove her bra so that someone else could eat and suck her big natural beautiful boobs.

Nisha smiled- I knew it would be thrilling for you, jaanu. That’s why I kept doing such things.

I kissed her cheeks and played the video again. As the video progressed, Nisha was getting hotter, and her pussy was getting wetter. Her lips were releasing light moans, which she was trying to control.

In the video, Sameer was fondling, eating and sucking Nisha’s beautiful big boobs like a mad dog, and Nisha was laying there enjoying her beautiful boobs, being loved so wildly. She was also smiling at Sameer’s condition. It looked like Sameer had seldom seen such a big, beautiful pair of boobs.

The way he was looking at those white boobs and dark black nipples was in itself big evidence of that. He was amazed to see Nisha’s boobs, and Nisha was all smiling, seeing how he appreciated the beauty and hugeness of her boobs.

Off-screen, Nisha suddenly took my hand and inserted it inside her panty. My whole hand got wet in no time. Her pussy was releasing juices like anything, and due to heavy rubbing, it had made her pussy wet all over. I immediately spread her pussy lips with my fingers and started rubbing her clit.

Nisha was moaning and breathing heavily, but her eyes were still glued to the screen. After a few minutes into the video, we reached the point where Sameer had removed her panty. But she was hiding her pussy with her hands, frustrating Sameer. She was teasing him and enjoying his desperate condition.

He was begging her to show him her beautiful rosy pussy. He asked me for help, and then I held her hands and removed them from over her pussy. Nisha’s legs were wide open, and her pussy was fully exposed before him as I forcibly removed her hands.

At that scene, I looked at Nisha. Nisha’s cheeks turned red with shame. She shyly smiled and said- You are so bad, jaanu. I wanted to tease him more.

I said- Do you remember his condition after I exposed your choot before him?

Nisha was already reaching the limits of arousal. Hearing Hindi words for her pussy took her to another level of wildness.

She just said- Oh, jaanu, please don’t use such words. I am already going mad.

In the video, Sameer looked at Nisha’s rosy pussy like someone stuck with a thunderbolt. He was stunned and kept looking at Nisha’s pussy before Nisha again closed her legs. She kept teasing him for a few more minutes. Sameer moved his face forward and kissed her inner thighs.

Nisha could not wait anymore and took his face in her hand and put his mouth on her pussy. She filled her pussy in his mouth. Sameer immediately started eating her pussy wildly and passionately. Nisha was going mad with pleasure in the video and reality as well.

To be continued. Stay tuned for the next part, which will be published soon. Please send me your feedback at [email protected].

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