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All the young men always have Savita Bhabhi on their minds. As did the 3 young men at a bar. They were discussing her comics when one of them claimed that the stories were fictitious as such things did not happen. They were suddenly approached by a man who was listening to their conversation.

They looked at him in disbelief when he said the stories were true, as he was the bra salesman from the 1st episode. Of course, the others refused to believe him. That’s when he told them parts of the story that only he could have known.

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Once in Bangalore, Mr Singh and Tasmiya check into the Presidential suite of a 5-star hotel. The other two contended gentlemen go on their way. As they check-in, the hotel’s GM comes to meet Mr Singh.

They talk for a while. Based on this, Tasmiya realises that Mr Singh is well connected and knows the higher-ups of the hotel’s GM. They are escorted to the suite room, and the waiter leaves after ensuring they’re comfortable.

Tasmiya is enamoured by the room’s luxury and space. It’s a suite room with a living room and a bedroom. As they settle down, Mr Singh orders food and goes to shower. The food arrives.

“I’ll shower and come. We’ll eat,” Tasmiya says.

“Eat first and then shower. The food is hot now,” Mr Singh insists.

She steps out after the shower, wrapped in the white towel that the hotel provides. She sees that the bedroom lights are turned off and the curtains are closed. Just the light coming from the living room gives the bedroom visibility.

Tasmiya figures out that Mr Singh is up to something. She’s amazed by his sexual appetite and is excited to see what’s next. “Remove the towel and come and lie on the bed,” he orders her.

She instantly drops her towel, walks to the bed and lies down obediently – as if she was waiting for this. As she lies down, he ties her hands and legs to the four sides of the bed. He then blindfolds her using a black cloth. She can see nothing and doesn’t even know what’s coming.

“No matter what, you won’t shout. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you,” he says.

“I trust you,” is all Tasmiya could say.

He twists her waist a bit so her butt cheek is exposed to him. He then smacks her butt hard.

“Aah,” Tasmiya yells in pain, coupled with excitement and pleasure. A few more hard slaps on her butt follow. Tasmiya begins to enjoy how he treats her. Her butt cheek is red with all the slaps it got.

He then places a pillow under her lower spine and butt. He bends down to kiss her lips. She grabs his lips with hers as if desperately waiting for them. As their kisses become deeper and more passionate, he separates from her.

She’s disappointed for a bit but then feels hopeful as she expects that he will lick her and fuck her now. But she doesn’t know how wrong she was. He takes a feather and runs it down her forehead to her lips.

She initially feels the tingling sensation and asks, “What is it?”

“It’s a feather,” Mr Singh responds.

As the feather reaches her neck and shoulder region, she begins to feel ticklish and her body twitches. Mr Singh now runs the tip of the feather along her right breast, circling it. He holds the nipple between his thumb and index finger and lifts the breast to run the feather under her breast.

The pinch on the nipple, the stretching of her breast and the tingling sensation caused by the feather on her skin make it unbearable for Tasmiya. “Please, I can’t take it anymore,” she hisses.

Mr Singh ignores her words, runs the feather along her right breast areola, and bends down to bite her nipple.

“Aah,” Tasmiya moans.

As he begins to work on her left breast the say way, he constantly pinches her right nipple.

“Untie me. I can’t take it anymore. I want you inside me,” Tasmiya pleads.

Mr Singh proceeds further to her navel. He uses the feather to play inside her navel. That’s the first time Tasmiya realises that her navel is so sensitive. Her pussy is wet and leaking. She’s ready to explode anytime.

He then proceeds to her pubic area and runs the feather there. Post that, the feather explores the inner thighs of Tasmiya before landing on her pussy. Her pussy lips are moist with her juices which also wet the feather and make it impossible to move further.

Mr Singh throws away the feather and bends to blow warm air on her pussy. Tasmiya loves the feel of this. Now she was almost certain that her pussy was going to get the attention that she was so desperate for.

He dips his ring finger into her pussy and takes it out. The finger is wet and sticky with her juices. “You’re bloody wet,” he remarks. He then spreads her ass cheeks and plays around her asshole, using his ring finger to lubricate it. He then inserts his greasy ring finger into her asshole.

“Aah,” Tasmiya shrieks at the unexpected way he handled her. She can’t see anything. She doesn’t know what he is doing till she actually feels it. This makes her get more excited and aroused.

Her body says that she can’t take it anymore. But at the same time, she doesn’t want this to stop. She’s surprised at her state. As she’s in this state of flux, Mr Singh inserts his index finger and middle finger into her pussy.

She’s so wet that they easily slide in. Tasmiya lets out a big gasp. He then presses her clit with his thumb and starts to play with it. As he starts that, he bends down to suck her boobs. He almost has all the sensitive areas of her body fully covered.

This is unbearable for her, and her body is ready to explode. “Aah, yes,” Tasmiya hisses in pleasure as her body convulses into an earth-shattering orgasm.

This was way beyond what she had ever experienced. She could never imagine that she could ever go through this. She’s in a trance.

As she’s steeling down, Mr Singh’s phone rings. He picks up the phone and says, “Hi, where are you?… Is it? OK. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

He disconnects the call and tells Tasmiya, “Honey, I’ll be back in a few minutes. Till then, you’ll be like this and rest. There’s a lot more to come.” And he leaves the room.

In a few minutes, she hears the room bell ring. Though she asks, “Who’s it?” the person outside the door can’t hear as she’s in the bedroom. The doorbell is from the living room door. After another ring, she could hear the door open.

She goes numb. Before she could realise what to do, she heard footsteps approaching her bed and heard a lady’s voice yell.

“Tasmiya! What are you doing here?”

To be continued.

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This series is a little different from other stories. You will find seduction and inclusion of all the members of the families of two sisters, and events unfolded as narrated.

Anita.
Atul – hubby
Rahul- cousin (mom/s sister’s son)
Rekha- Anita’s mom
Arun- Rekha’s hubby, Anita’s Dad
Pratyusha – Rahul’s mom, Rekha’s sister
Sunil- Pratyusha’s hubby
Vani- Atul’s sister
Ravi- Vani’s hubby
Sushma- Atul. Vani’s mom. Anita’s MIL

That Saturday was auspicious. There was a long queue at the temple. Sushma could have bypassed the queue as she was well-known to the priests due to her generous donations. Sushma chose to join the queue since she had no urgent work.

School headmaster Subbu, his wife Renu and daughter Deepa were in front of her. Subbu and Renu didn’t turn back and see her. Subbu knew Sushma as she donated to the school. Sushma also did not greet them since she was busy reciting hymns.

Sushma had seen Deepa many years back when she was a cute girl. Now, she blossomed into a sexy, beautiful young girl. Deepa seemed aware of the effect of her big, tight boobs, slender waist and generous hips on men of all ages.

Deepa seemed to enjoy the attention. Deepa was dressed in a light green saree that covered her assets well. Sushma knew Renu would watch over Deepa’s dress and behaviour like a hawk. Deepa didn’t know Sushma. Sushma was amused to see how cleverly and innocently Deepa was flirting with men.

When teenagers and young men were passing, she was a demure, shy and innocent girl. When middle-aged men with wives passed by, her pallu would slip. Or she would adjust and flash contours of amazing boobs when the wives looked away.

Poor men had to steal glances and act like they didn’t see. Deepa noticed Sushma observed her with an indulgent smile and seemed to encourage her. So, Deepa continued her torment of men.

Suddenly, Sushma realized what Deepa had reminded her of. Her daughter-in-law, Anita. Deepa has the same naughtiness, mischievousness and sexuality. Deepa’s figure, long, thick hair and large sexy eyes were similar to Anita’s.

An exciting idea flashed in Sushma’s mind. This girl was perfect for Rahul, Anita’s cousin. After darshan, Subbu turned and saw Sushma and was flustered.
Subbu exclaimed, “Ma’am. Why were you standing in the queue? I did not see you. I am sorry.”

Renu also greeted Sushma warmly. Deepa was scared that Sushma would inform her parents about her flirting and advise them to keep an eye on her. Sushma smiled pleasantly when Deepa was introduced. She made her sit beside her when seated on the temple steps.

Renu told Sushma that Deepa had just completed graduation. Sushma asked, “Deepa, what next?” Deepa said, “Aunty, I don’t want to be in a rat race of jobs, pressures, deadlines and tensions. I think rearing kids and household chores is a full-time job and more demanding than a nine-to-five office job.”

Sushma smiled and said to Renu, “There will be thousands who want to marry Deepa. I just remembered we are looking for a suitable girl for my daughter-in-law Anita’s cousin, Rahul. I think Deepa will be perfect for him.”

While Renu’s face glowed like a thousand-watt bulb, Subbu’s face was clouded with concern. He sent Deepa to purchase a few vegetables, waited until she left, and said,” Sushma ji, we are honoured and thrilled about your suggestion. But we are a middle-class family, and you are a very rich, affluent and high-class family. We cannot afford to perform marriage extravagantly, befitting your status. Deepa is a small-town girl and may not be comfortable there.”

Renu was about to retort sharply. But Sushma raised her hand to stop her and said,’ “Subbu ji, I assure you that you will not be burdened financially or in any manner. We will have no demands. Deepa will be very happy, trust me. In any case, first, let us cross the first hurdle. Boy and girl should like each other. I will bring Rahul and his parents to your house on Saturday evening.”

Sushma left without giving Subbu a chance to reply. When Subbu and his family were returning, Renu was upset. She felt Subbu could graciously accept Sushma’s offer.

Subbu said, “Renu, you don’t understand rich people. They will say, we don’t want a dowry. We demand nothing. Please make marriage arrangements to suit our requirements. About 1000 guests will attend. All our savings, my gratuity, everything will vanish in that. Then, Deepa has to face taunts and harassment for her middle-class background.”

Renu said, “I don’t know about other rich people. I know Sushma ji. She is kind-hearted, and Deepa will be happy in their house.” Deepa said, “Why are you both tensed up? A simple solution is, I will tell, I don’t like Rahul.”

Subbu told her not to do such a foolish thing. There are other ways to reject a proposal like horoscopes not matching. Deepa went to her room, bolted the door, read her favourite sex stories, masturbated, and slept.

Sushma licked her son Atul’s cock, lapping her juices and his cum and sighed happily. She looked around. Anita, her daughter-in-law, was licking Sushma’s cunt. Rahul was fucking his mom, Pratyusha, in doggy style. Pratyusha was moaning wildly and sucking Ravi’s cock.

Vani, Sushma’s daughter, was fucked by Sunil (Pratyusha’s hubby). His trademark heavy force and vigour were making Vani’s boobs shake wildly.
After a few minutes, all men cum in the holes of the women they were fucking. They were relaxing in the laps of women.

Rekha and Arun were fucking and watching the action on video. One of the couples had to look after Sachin and Divya. (Son of Anita and daughter of Vani).

Sushma asked Pratyusha, “When do you intend to get Rahul married?”
Pratyusha slapped her son lightly, who was sucking her tit. “Every day, I am fighting with him. He says why should I marry when I have six loving, sexy cunts? If I marry, my wife may not allow me to fuck you.”

Now, all were so close. They stopped using relationship names like mom, dad, sister, brother etc. They called each other by names, pet names or darling, sweetheart or love.

Vani was licking and sucking Sunil’s balls, she said.” Sush, Rahul is right. Rahul’s wife will either divorce or run away or go mad or may even commit suicide when she comes to know that he is fucking his mom and all women in the family.”

Anita licked her mother-in-law’s cunt clean and lay next to her. She started sucking her other tit. Atul, her hubby, was sucking Sushma’s other tit. Anita said, “Only option is to find a girl from an incest family?”

Ravi said, “And how will we find a girl from an incest family? No one comes out and declares that they are an incest family.”

Anita said, “The other day, I was talking to Raj. He says Sujata’s group has fifty incest families. Raj says we can find a suitable girl in those families. He said incest families are getting their boys and girls married within the member families.”

Vani was excited and said, “Wow, that is brilliant. Let us go ahead. Ask Raj for Sujata’s mail id.” Sunil asked, “Wait a sec. Anita, are there Kannada-speaking families?” Ravi said,” Uncle, this is the twenty-first century. Why are you still clinging to language, caste?”

Pratyusha said, “No, Sunil is right. We want a Kannada-speaking girl who will understand our traditions and habits.” Anita said,” I already asked Raj. There are many north Indians and a few Tamils and Malayalis. No Kannada families.”
Vani was disappointed.

Sushma said, playing with her son’s cock and daughter-in-law’s cunt with each hand, ” I have a suggestion. We can find a horny, enthusiastic traditional girl and mould her to merge with us.” Rahul laughed and said,” Sush darling, how will you know if any girl is so horny to accept so many cocks?”

Vani said, “Mom is brilliant. I think she already found a girl.” Sushma smiled and told them about Deepa. She said, “My intuition and hunch say Deepa will fit nicely. Rahul, when talking to her, try to sense her horniness without panicking her.”

Subbu and Renu welcomed Sushma, Pratyusha, Sunil and Rahul warmly. They were offered refreshments. Subbu and Sushma talked about school and estate, while others talked about general things.

Renu called Deepa to bring coffee. Rahul fell in love with Deepa at first sight. When she offered coffee, she looked at him and smiled. He knew he found his soul mate. All women had warned Rahul and Sunil not to stare at Deepa and Renu’s tits and hips and to behave well.

Sushma suggested that the boy and girl should be left alone to talk privately. Subbu and Renu looked at each other nervously. They were worried that Deepa would make Rahul uncomfortable with her impulsive, brash talk.

Pratyusha laughed and said, “Don’t worry, Rahul will behave well. Deepa, slap him if he doesn’t.” Everyone laughed. Renu took Rahul and Deepa to the terrace. A table, two chairs, snacks and soft drinks were arranged.

After Renu left, Rahul and Deepa talked about general things. Rahul told her about his education, job and goals. Deepa talked about her college and friends.
There was a few-minute silence since they did not know what else to talk about.

Deepa said, “I want to tell you something. But you must promise me that you will not tell anyone,” and extended her hand. Rahul said, “Sure,” and placed her palm on hers and pressed. A mild pleasant electric pulse flowed through their hands.

She quickly snatched her hand away. Her blushing indicated that she also liked him. Rahul said,” I know what you want to tell me. You love some boy and want me to gently reject the proposal without hurting your parents. No problem, I will do that.”

For a few seconds, Deepa didn’t know what he was talking about. Then, she laughed and said, “No, no. You are entirely on the wrong track. I don’t love any boy, and I don’t have a boyfriend.” Rahul sighed with relief and said,” Good. What else can be there?”

Deepa said shyly, “Rahul. I love fun, excitement and adventure in life.” Rahul said, “That is good. Me too.”

Deepa said,” No. You don’t understand. I think all marriages are a gamble. After a couple of years and after a few kids, the passion goes through the window, and couples lead dull lives. I don’t want that.”

Rahul laughed excitedly,” Oh, you meant that? I also feel like that. But, do you know the major problem is with women? They lose interest after babies. Their world revolves around babies, and they neglect hubbies, and the gap widens.”

Deepa smiled and said, “There can be exceptions to the rule. I am afraid I am one. That was why I took a promise from you. If you are too serious, orthodox and traditional, then I am not the girl for you.”

Rahul almost jumped for joy. He smiled happily, “You know what? I also was thinking the same. A small-town girl will be too traditional and may not like fun. By the way, my hobby is reading erotic stories, and my dream girl is Ishika. I don’t think you read such stories.”

Deepa was excited and said, “Oh, my hobby is the same. In fact, I am also an Ishika story fan and how wonderful life must be for Ishika and her hubby. They are so open.”

Rahul said, “We also can be like them if you wish.” Deepa was excited but also felt very shy. She wanted to change the topic and said, “I am a virgin. Are you also?”

Rahul hesitated. This could make or break – the litmus test. Rahul asked, ” If I am not, will it be an issue?”

Deepa smiled and said, “No. I think one of the couples should have experience. Otherwise, it would be like 2 blind men searching for a black cat in a dark room, which is not there.”

Rahul said, “True or like four blind men feeling an elephant to know its shape.” Deepa laughed, and Rahul joined. Deepa said,” Ok, there should be no secrets. How many women so far?”

Rahul extended his hand and said, “Now it is your turn to promise me that you will not reveal to anyone about our talk whether we decide to tie the knot or not.”

Deepa placed her hand on his and promised. This time, Rahul held her hand and did not leave. Rahul said, ” Six. Five are married women.” Deepa was shocked and said,” My god. Why did you change so many women? Is it because the first woman was unsatisfied and didn’t give you a second chance?”

Rahul laughed and said, “I have not changed. I enjoy being with all women regularly. They all love action with me.” Deepa was shocked, snatched her hand away and said after she recovered, “What will happen after marriage? I… Your wife has to share you with the other six women?”

Rahul said, “Yes, but let me explain. Those five couples are a group. All men and women love each other and share love without jealousy, possessiveness.”
Deepa said, “So, after your marriage, you and your wife will be the sixth couple in the group.”

Rahul said,’ ‘Yes. It is a myth that a man or woman can love only one person. One can love a hundred people equally. But my wife will be free to join or refuse or join later. There will be no force, intimidation or pressure. She can join when she is ready to share love.”

Deepa sat silently, thinking. Though she didn’t reveal it, she was quite excited. She thought, “My God, this is unbelievable. It is better than any sex story I ever read.” They were alerted by footsteps on the staircase and smiled at Pratyusha.

Pratyusha said, “Rahul, it is getting late. What are you doing? Telling her Mahabharat? Wind up your discussion and come down.” Rahul said, “Ok. Mom. Give us a few minutes.”

After Pratyusha left, Rahul said, “Deepa, I enjoyed talking with you. From my side, I love you and would be excited to marry you. But I can understand this must be a cultural shock. Take your time and decide. I will tell my mom that I can wait for six months. Please take your time, think and tell me your decision.”

Deepa smiled and said, “Why six months? Give me six minutes. I will tell you my decision after I complete my soft drink.” Deepa enjoyed Rahul’s anxiety and tension as she sipped a soft drink and told him after she completed, “Yes, let’s go ahead.”

Rahul could not control his joy but hugged and kissed her. When they came down, Rahul told his parents, “I like Deepa. If she agrees, I will be happy to marry her.” All eyes turned to Deepa. She blushed and said, “Dad and Mom, I leave the decision to you,” and ran from the room.

Renu offered sweets to all. Sushma and Pratyusha hugged Renu, and the men shook hands with Subbu. Both families decided to consult astrologers to fix an auspicious muhurta.

Before leaving, Sushma said, “Subbu ji, don’t worry about finances. We will take care of all expenditures. You spend only what you earmarked for Deepa’s marriage.”

Pratyusha said, “Renu, Deepa will be very happy with us. Don’t worry about anything.”

The marriage date was fixed after two months. Pratyusha, Sushma would come once in 2-3 days and take Renu and Deepa for shopping.

Deepa was surprised when Pratyusha took her to Anita’s house. Only Rahul was there. Pratyusha said, “Have fun. I will come back after three hours to pick you up. I will go shopping. Anita and her son will be home at 4.00 pm. We will leave before that.”
After Pratyusha left, there was silence. Deepa’s heart throbbed so fast that she wondered if Rahul could hear. Rahul asked, “Would you like to have tea?” Deepa said,” I will make it. Show me where the kitchen is.”

He showed her, and Rahul talked about general things as she made tea. She knew he appreciated her buttocks, thighs and waist. Her saree and blouse were trying to hide. Slowly, he approached and placed his hands on the curve of her waist. She gasped when his hot hands clasped her waist.

She tried to move away, whispering, “What are you doing? Get away from me.”
Rahul hugged her even closer and tighter. She could feel the heat of his hot cock through her saree. Rahul said, “Why? Mom left us to have fun. We have her blessings.”

Rahul switched off the burner, turned Deepa and hugged and kissed her. Deepa sighed as her boobs crushed against his hard chest. She tried to push him away, saying, “This is not right. We will wait until we are married.”

Rahul shifted one hand and cupped her tit and squeezed, and said, “Why wait? Mom wants us to enjoy it, so we should obey her.” Deepa said,” No, Aunty did not mean that.” Rahul called his mom and gave the phone to Deepa.

Pratyusha said, “Deepa, enjoy without any fear. You have my support. Only make sure Rahul uses condoms. Men can forget or overlook condoms in excitement. You will find condoms on the bed. Good luck,” and cut the call.

Deepa’s passion burst, and she allowed Rahul to lead her to the bedroom, disrobe her, and lay her gently on the bed. Deepa closed her eyes and covered cunt and boobs with her hand. Rahul also quickly undressed and joined her in bed.

Deepa gasped as his warm body pressed on hers. His hot cock felt like hot clothes pressing iron on her stomach. Rahul did not force her hands. But gently kissed all over her face, sides of tits, hand covering tits, stomach, navel, hand covering cunt, thighs and toes.

Deepa could not control herself when he moved again to kiss her lips. She hugged him tight, returned the kiss, and allowed him to explore her mouth. Rahul licked and bit her tongue lightly. While their tongues were twisting like mating snakes, Rahul squeezed her tit with one hand.

She moaned and hugged him tighter, parted her legs and rubbed her wet cunt on his thigh. Rahul expertly sucked one tit while squeezing the other one, and sometime later, he rubbed cunt mound gently and explored her cunt with his fingers.

Deepa was now moaning loudly and writhing on the bed as he kissed and licked her cunt while squeezing her tits. She was breathless and shuddered as an orgasm hit her like a huge wave. Suddenly, she remembered Pratyusha’s warning. She opened her eyes and handed him the condom.

He put it on, applied Vaseline in her cunt and on his cock and kissed her. he said gently, “Relax and enjoy. You will have a stab of pain as your hymen tears, as you know. I will be gentle, don’t worry.”

Deepa was tense as he pushed cock slowly into her resisting cunt. The pain was increasing. She cried out and asked him to stop fucking and remove it. Rahul murmured in her ear how much he loved her and suddenly gave a hard thrust. His cock broke open the barrier and went home.

With each gentle stroke, Deepa found pain reducing and pleasure increasing. She realized he was a very experienced and gifted fucker and why those six women loved him. Deepa felt very happy as he pumped cum. When he removed cock, she was horrified to see his blood-soaked cock and her cunt.

She exclaimed, “My God, what do we do about blood stains on the bed sheet?” Rahul smiled and said, “Don’t worry. Mom has put a plastic and a disposable cloth over the bed sheet,” They went to the bathroom and cleaned themselves.

Rahul removed the blood-stained cloth and plastic sheet and put it in the waste bin along with paper napkins. Deepa made the bed. Rahul looked at the clock and said, “We have time for one more round if you like it.”

Deepa hesitated and said,” If we lose track of time, it would be embarrassing to be caught in the bedroom.” Rahul set an alarm to warn them, and they had one more session. This time, Rahul fucked harder and changed positions. He made her ride his cock when he cum.

Deepa gasped as many orgasms hit her like waves on the beach. As they lay panting, Rahul asked her, “Did you like it?” Deepa kissed him and said, “I loved it. It is amazing. But I am jealous. I have to share with six women. You can’t stop fucking them?”

Rahul shook his head and said, “I don’t want to lie. But I want to tell you I love you a lot, and you will swim in a sea of love and joy. You will not regret marrying me. You have to trust me.”

Deepa thought over. Even if Rahul fucked her two days a week as he did now, it would be better than marrying a man who would fuck her once a month. She smiled, kissed him and said,’ ‘Let us see, for the present, I trust you.” The calling bell buzzed.

“Oh, God. I put my mobile on mute.” Rahul cursed, and they dressed hurriedly and opened the door. Pratyusha, Anita and Sachin were there, beaming. Deepa liked them instantly. Anita and Deepa were surprised. They looked alike in many ways, like twins.

Anita hugged and welcomed them. Sachin sat in her lap and excitedly told her about his school as if he knew her well.

When they went in to freshen up, Pratyusha took Deepa’s hand, pulled her into the room, and asked her anxiously,” Is it ok? Was Rahul gentle? Did it hurt a lot?”

To be continued.

“OYY HUBBY!”, called topless Puja winking at him.

Surya ran into the bedroom with his cage hanging in the air. Surya went close to her and hugged her tightly. Although she wasn’t comfortable, he held her strong and close.

SMACK! Puja spanked him with the hairbrush she was holding behind in her arm. The spank was strong, he immediately let loose of her.

“YOU ARE STILL THE SAME MISCHIEVOUS BOY! No development at all. Shame on you”, groaned Puja. Surya was not happy hearing this and bowed his head down.

Puja smiling inside, raised her husband’s head by holding his chin with her arm and said, “But still there is some change in my boy. So I will give you your reward. But if and only if you let me tie your hands.”

Even though Surya was not happy listening to this, he let Puja tie his hands with her chunni. Then she took him close and hugged him tightly and kept kissing his neck. Surya was aroused and his penis was struggling inside that cage. His groans explained the pain he was facing. After kissing for 5 minutes, Puja sat on the bed and signaled him to sit on her lap. Surya did so.

Then Puja bent her left boob toward him, allowing him to suck on it. Surya kept sucking the boob like a baby. As he was sucking, she played with his hair and rubbed his back just like a mother does while feeding her baby.

Surya kept sucking for almost 10 minutes. Now she kept another boob in his mouth adjusting his position in her lap. Surya sucked the other one too for 10 minutes. Puja was looking at him with her eyes full of love. She kept wondering how good their future would be if he keeps himself being a good boy like this. Surya without noticing all this, kept sucking the boobs.

Surya then shifted his tongue toward the sides of her waist. He knew the weak spot of her wife. It was the sides of her waist. Whenever Surya caressed them with touch or tongue, she immediately got aroused.

Puja tried resisting as she understood that her husband was making some silly plans again. But Surya pushed himself over her making her go down and him being on top of her. He continued kissing and licking the left side of the waist, from ribs to hips.

After some 10 minutes or so, Puja was aroused. She played into her husband’s dirty plan. She tried getting hold of the hairbrush from under. But Surya being intelligent enough, kicked it from the bed. The hairbrush fell on the floor. Using his strength, he let his hands loose and started pressing her wife’s boobs.

“Stop it, Surya. Don’t do it. I didn’t want this. This is not what I want,” she kept screaming. All those screams being unnoticed, Surya continued pressing her boobs.

Although Puja was enjoying it from the inside, she didn’t want to ruin the discipline of her husband.

“Who cares, you bitch. You and that bitch Aparna played it wrong with me. What do you girls think of yourself? Do you know how embarrassing it is for a grown man to be disciplined by women?”, he groaned out in anger.

Then he played with her nipples and then they were erect. “Seems like my wife is enjoying this. Then why can’t you just accept it and take pleasure instead of trying to be a bossy wife?”, he asked.

“I am feeling embarrassed, Surya. Don’t make me go through this,” she said. Surya took her completely in his arms and carried her over to the wardrobe. Pressing his wife completely under his right armpit, he took out a chunni. He threw his wife in bed and tied her hands. Then he took another chunni and tied her legs strongly. He left her on the bed and went out of the bedroom, indeed out of home itself.

So he went outside and returned after some 45 minutes and came into the bedroom. He then removed his clothes and sat beside his wife. Now he took her over his lap and started rubbing her ass slowly.

Surya kept rubbing and pressing her ass.

“Ok then, it’s for you to decide. I will give you two options. One, either unlock me and I won’t spank you. Two, take 20 spanks and you don’t need to unlock me. On both occasions, I will leave the room immediately after completion of what you choose.” said Surya.

Surya knew he would succeed in his plan. If Puja would unlock him, then it was good for him. Or even if Puja chooses to be spanked, she won’t resist more than 3 to 4 of his spanks and would eventually give up and unlock him.

Cursing herself inside, Puja chose to unlock him. “Aparna will be very mad at me if I unlock you. I shouldn’t have shown mercy on you. I made a mistake. My dumb ass love is the reason for all of this,” she told Surya where the key to his lock was.

Surya got himself unlocked and went to Puja and untied her arms and legs. Although her top was naked, she still had her night pants on. Surya slowly pulled it down.

“What are you doing, you son of a bitch?”

Surya pulled his wife’s pants down and started licking her pussy. Puja started feeling the arousal again as he kept licking her. Surya kept licking her until she was wet.

Looking at the fluids coming out of her pussy, he understood the signal and slowly inserted his dick inside her pussy. Surya started penetrating slowly. He let his dick touch feel her wife’s pussy. He was fucking her after 5 days.

Surya started increasing the pace of the thrusts and Puja couldn’t resist anymore and eventually gave in. She laid down there and let her husband rim her ass. Soon, Surya came in her pussy. The act lasted 10 minutes as Surya was doing after a gap. Then he got up and wore a boxer.

“Now, I am leaving this room, I will lock it from outside, Just stay here silent like a tiny little bitch. If you try something silly or try to make a scene, this time my cock wouldn’t be the one to destroy your pussy,” he said showing his cage to her wife (warning that he would insert a cage in her pussy) before locking the door.

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Agle din yojna ke mutabik uncle ne bataya ki 2 din baad hi enquary officer ki team aayegi insurance aur medical report ke liye. Aur is baat pe charcha karte hue uncle ne to sharab pee hi, Anita ko bhi dabaw diya to Anita ne bhi pee li. Main to le hi raha tha thodi-thodi karke.

Uncle ne nashe ke shuru mein aa kar Anita ki chudai ki, aur daaru peene lage. Anita nashe mein bhi thi, aur nangi hi padi rahi bister pe, aur mujhe ek tak dekhne lagi. Main sakpaka sa gaya. Uncle zyada pee chuke the, isliye unko bistar pe pahuncha diya unke hi room mein. Aur Anita ko sahara dekar kamre mein le aa kar bistar pe lita diya.

Anita ne pakad kar mujhe apne upar lita liya, aur meri baniyan utaar ke kass ke chipat gayi. Usne nashe mein khud hi kaha-

Anita: Apni biwi ko chudte hue to dekh liya, ab chudai nahi karoge apni biwi ki?

Maine baaton ko ghumate hue pichle din ke topic pe le aaya, aur Anita ke boobs pet nabhi se chedh-chadh karta hua baat karne laga. To Anita ne aage batana shuru kiya-

Anita: Uncle ne gaand mein lund ghusaya to bahut dard hua. Lekin ab nahi hota. Fir bhi himmat nahi ki tumare bade lund ko gaand mein le saku. Uncle ne pehle din choda tab bahut bura laga tha. Lekin ab wo chodte hai to bura nahi lagta, acha hi lagta hai. Kyunki hum logon ki madad bhi to kar rahe hai.

Me: Uncle se thode din aur chudwa lo. Iske baad to uncle se peecha chhudhwa lenge. Tab main hi chudai karunga kewal.

Anita ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dono ne chudai karyakarm karte hue 2 baar sex kiya aur so gaye.

Agle din pita ji, Alka aur Bina flight se aa gaye, investigating officer ban kar. Pita ji ne jhoothe hi apna card dikhaya, aur parichay diya ki wo jaanch karne aaye the. Alka aur Bina bhi officer hi bani hui thi. Alka aur Bina dono hi jeans top pehan ke aayi thi. Dono ko jeans waale look mein dekh kar bahut acha laga.

Uncle ne aate hi kuch kaagzaat nikaale, kaagaz ko to dekhna bhi nahi jaanti thi Anita. Aur pita ji ne kadak awaaz mein officer style se kaha-

Pita ji: Medical report aur investigation se pata laga hai ki Prakash ki dekh bhal theek se nahi ki gayi, isliye Anita ke khilaf report banegi.

Main aur uncle gidgidane lage. Uncle ne pita ji ko ghar pe hi rukne ke liye hi patta liya. Din bhar main Alka aur Bina se door-door raha. Lekin ek baat Anita ne batayi ki officer (yani ki mere pita ji ) ki nazre theek nahi thi, aur reh-reh kar wo Anita ka pet, nabhi aur boobs ki line ko ghoor rahe the.

Tab maine Anita ko samjhaya: Agar ye officer patt gaya to kaam ban jaayega. Isliye isko to jaise bhi khush karna zaroori hai. Agar ghoorta hai to ghoorne do, balki saree ka pallu hata do, dikhne do pet aur nabhi aur blouse deep pehan lo.

Anita: Iske sath do ladkiyan aayi hai, inki bhi neeyat sahi nahi lagi mujhe. Tumko kaise dekh rahi thi, maano tumse chudwane ki iccha hai.

Fin mein hi papers ke bahane mein pita ji ke kamre mein ghusa, aur darwaza band karke pita ji ke saamne hi Alka aur Bina ko kiss kiya, aur thodi bahut masti hui. Fir baahar aa gaya main. Pita ji, Alka aur Bina fresh hone chale gaye. Pita ji ne ek pajama aur t-shirt pahna tha, jab ki Alka aur Bina ne saree hi pehni.

Lekin dono ki nabhi dikh rahi thi, aur sleeveless deep blouse tha jisse boobs bhi gehrayi tak dikh rahe the. Anita ne akele mein kaha:

Anita: Dekho dono besharm londiyon ko, kaise shareer dikha rahi hai?

Maine kaha: Tum in dono se zyada hot ho.

Aur kiss kar liya. Kuch der baad, uncle, main, aur pita ji baithe the. Waha par Anita ko bula liya gaya, aur pita ji ne kadak ho kar khoob suna diya. Anita rone lagi,  aur main bhi ruwansa sa hua. Pita ji ne Anita ki nangi peeth pe hath ferte hue kaha-

Pita ji: Ab jo galti hui uski saza to leni hi padegi.

Aur kamar pe hath ferte rahe. Mauka dekh kar pita ji ne Anita ki nabhi pe bhi ungli rakhi, to Anita sakpaka gayi. Anita kitchen mein gayi to pita ji peeche chale gaye, aur Anita ko peeche se pakad ke nabhi mein jabran ungli ghusa di, aur dono boobs upar se daba diye. Anita ne akele mein mujhe sab bata diya. Lekin maine kaha-

Main: Majboori hai, naraaz bhi nahi kar sakte. Ab kya kare? Lekin tum shant rehna warna gussa hua to, giraftari bhi ho sakti hai. Isliye hi sath mein dono ladies ko laaya hai, ye pata chala hai.

Ye sunkar Anita ki gaand aur bhi fatt gayi. Wo mujhse lipat ke boli-

Anita: Mujhe bacha lo.

Tabhi uncle ne hum dono ko awaaz di aur pita ji ke saamne hi kaha-

Uncle: Sahab maan gaye hai. Bas ek dikkat hai.

Aur fir unhone mujhe dheere se kaan mein bola.

Maine Anita ko side le jaa kar bataya: Officer tumhari chudai karna chaahta hai.

Ye sun kar Anita bhadakte hue pita ji ke liye gaaliyan dene lagi aur boli: Buddha saala 2 ladkiyon ke sath to ghoom raha hai. Fir bhi mujhe hi chodna chaahta hai. Main koi randi thode hi hu?

Main: Sahi keh rahi ho. Dekhi jayegi jo bhi hoga. Main jaa kar us officer ko abhi ghar se baahar ka raasta dikhata hu. Dekhi jaayegi jail hogi to ho jaye.

Anita: Nahi-nahi, aisa nahi karo. Sab barbaad ho jayega. Kismat mein likha hai us officer se chudna to main taiyaar hu. Waise bhi buddha hai, ek baar karega to kar lene do.

Main: Theek bol rahi ho tum. 2 din ki hi baat hai. Soch lena uncle ne chudai ki. Uncle ne bhi to yahi faida uthaya tha.

Anita taiyaar ho gayi. Aur hum dono muh latkaye bheetar aa gaye, aur kaan mein uncle ko bata diya aur uncle ne pita ji ko. Pita ji ne Anita ko paas baithne kaha to uncle uth ke jaane lage.

Pita ji ne unko kaha: Vikash sahab, aap bhi baitho yaar.

Uncle: Ye mere bhatije ki biwi hai. Main kaise dekh sakta hu?

Pita ji: Chhodho yaar ye sab. Aap nahi baithoge to main kuch nahi karunga. Aapko bhi iski chudai karni hi hogi.

Anita: Maan jaiye naa uncle. Meri zindagi ka sawal hai.

Uncle bole: Theek hai bahu, tum kehti ho to yahi sahi.

Pita ji ne Anita ko baahon mein bhar liya khade-khade hi, aur saree ka pallu utaar ke pet ko masalte hue nabhi ke andar ungli ghusa ke kaha-

Pita ji: Badi mulayam aur gehri nabhi hai iski.

Pet mein muh ghussa ke honth aur gaal ko mulayam pet se ragadte hue uncle ko bhi paas bula liya. Uncle ne bhi kamar aur pet sehlaya. Fir pita ji ne blouse utaar diya Anita ka. Ab uncle aur pita ji dono ne ek-ek boob ka morcha sambhal liya, aur boobs ko choosne lage.

Anita kasmasati hui si mujhe dekh rahi thi ruk-ruk kar. Wo beech-beech mein ufff ouch jaisi bhi awaaze nikaal rahi thi. Uncle ne nabhi mein ungli ghusayi to pita ji ne chut ke daane ko masalna shuru kiya, aur bistar pe le jaa kar lita diya.

Fir mujhe kaha ki main Anita ke hath baandh du. Pita ji aur uncle daaru peene sofe pe baithe, aur main sakpakate hue Anita ke paas gaya. To Anita ne dheere se kaha-

Anita: Baandh do hath paon. Karega kya, chudai hi to karega, kar lene do, budha hai, zyada der tikega bhi nahi aur lund tumse to chhota hi hoga. Dono buddho ko kar lene do.

Maine hath aur paon baandh diye. Tab pita ji uth ke aaye, aur apne kapde utaar ke Anita ki mazboot gadrayi hui peeth pe sawaar hue. Main gidgidate hue bola-

Main: Sir, iski gaand mein mat daaliye, gaand fatt jayegi, please.

Anita ne size to dekha nahi tha, aur boli: Daal lene dijiye, inki iccha poori karne ka vaada kiya hai hamne.

Pita ji ne jaise hi apna mota supada Anita ki gaand ke bheetar kiya to thodi si karahne ki awaaz nikli. Pita ji ne pehle to 5 inch jitna hi lund ghusedha, aur aage-peeche karte rahe. Tabhi ek jhatka zor se diya, aur poora 11 inch lund Anita ki gaand mein andar tak ghus gaya. Anita baap baap chillane lagi, maar daala, bachao. Lekin wo bandhi hui thi, to kasmasa ke reh gayi.

Main Anita ke paas hi baith kar uske chehre ko apne hath mein lekar sehlata raha. Jab ki uncle ne boobs pakad ke dabana jaari rakha. Anita ki aankhon mein se aansu nikal rahe the dard se, aur cheekhen bhi.

Pita ji ne tabad-tod gaand mein dhakke lagana jaari rakha 20 minute tak. Gaand mein se halka khoon bhi nikla, aur pita ji ne gaand mein hi saara maal udhel diya. Anita ke hath paon khole to bechari gaand pakad ke leti rahi.

Pita ji ne fir kaha uncle se: Aap bhi chudai kijiye apni bahu ki, warna mujhe bura lagega.

Uncle ne fir Anita ki aage se chudai ki.

Fir pita ji ne kaha: Bete aaj raat bhar mujhe iske sath hi sona hai.

Anita ghabra gayi thi gaand marwa ke. Lekin naa karne ki himmat bhi nahi thi. Raat ko uncle aur pita ji ne Anita ko sath hi le liya apne room mein, aur kaha-

Pita ji: Darwaza baahar se lock kar do.

Darasal main Alka aur Bina ke sath sex karna chaahta tha. Isliye mujhe koi disturb naa ho isliye pita ji Anita ko lekar room baahar se lock karwa diya. Room lock hote hi, Alka aur Bina poori tarah nangi ho kar mujhe dono ne mil kar utha liya, aur kamre mein le gayi.

Dono ne mere nipple choose, aur maine dono ki nipple aur nabhi choose. Aur ek-ek karke dono ki chudai ki. Ek hi round mein dono ka maal nikal gaya.

Ab maine room ke andar ke darwaze ko chupke se khola, aur almirah ke peeche se dekhne laga. Mere sath hi Alka aur Bina bhi nangi hi khadi thi. Room mein dono buddhe aur Anita baatein kar rahe the. Teeno hi nange the.

Anita ne kaha: Sir, uncle ke alawa kisi ne meri gaand nahi maari. Aur aaj aapne itne bade lund se gaand faad di.

Pita ji: Tumhare pati ne abhi tak gaand nahi li tumhari?

Anita: Sir, wo mere dard se bahut ghabrate hai. Warna unka lund to aapke lund jaisa hi hai. Haa aaj aapne gaand faad di, to ab pati ko mil jayegi.

Aur teeno hi hasne lage.

Pita ji: Tumhara pati to dubla-patla hai, aur tum usse badi bhi. Aur kad-kathi mein bhi tagdi ho. To tumko maza aata hai?

Anita: Uska lund to bada hai, lekin usko chodna nahi aata. Zara si awaaz nikaalti hu to sochta hai dard ho raha hoga. Cheekh jitni niklegi utna hi to maza aata hai. Aur mujhe to aap jitni age waale hi chahiye the shaadi ke liye.

Pita ji: Mujhse kar lo ya uncle se kar lo.

Aur wo hass diye. Is tarah mazaak se baatein shuru hui, aur pita ji ne kaha-

Pita ji: Ek kaam karo, ye dono lady officer widow hi hai. Mere sath hi rehti hai. Inko pataunga ki wo dono tumhare pati se shaadi kar le. To main tumhare pati ko ghar jamayi bana kar le jaunga sath mein. Tum aur uncle bhi aa jana.

Pita ji: Fir jab mann hua, mujhse aur uncle se chudwa lena. Wo to dono biwiyon mein mast rahega, aur is tarah se hum dono ka budhapa guzrega, aur udhar tumhare pati ko bhi chodne ke liye 3-3 ladkiyan. Aur tumhara sab case mita doonga. Acha khaasa paisa bhi milega, aur meri to daulat hai hi.

Saara plan Anita ko pasand aa gaya.

Pita ji ne kaha: To ab shuru kare?

Anita ne pita ji ke nipple chooste hue kaha: Ab to aapki biwi ban ke jaana hai aapke ghar. To biwi samajh ke chod dijiye. Mere pati ko to kal milegi 2-2 biwiyan. Mujhe to aaj hi mil gaye 2-2 pati.

Anita ne josh dila diya to pita ji ne lund ghusedha aur lagataar 20 minute thoka. Anita ki saanse bhaari ho gayi. Wo paseene-paseene ho gayi, aur paani bhi jhad gaya. Fir uncle ne chut saaf ki. Teeno hi ek-doosre se hil-mil gaye. Tab main apne kamre mein aaya aur mujhe Anita ki baat yaad aayi, ki jab tak patni naa cheekhe, chillaye, dard naa ho, tab tak patni ko bhi maza nahi aata.

Main Alka aur Bina ko upar waale room mein le gaya, jaha se awaaze neeche nahi sunti.

Aur upar kamre mein aate hi maine darwaza lock kar diya. Alka aur Bina dono nangi hi thi. Dono ko letne ko kaha, aur dono ke upar belt chalana shuru kiya gaaliyan dete hue.

Main: Maderchod, mujhse pooche bina jeans pant kyun pehni?

Jhoothe gusse ke bahane dono ki peeth aur kamar pe tadatad 4-4, 5-5 belt jad diye. Dono cheekhne lagi. Fir baari-baari se dono ke boobs kaate.

Alka: Kya ho gaya aapko? Pehle to aisa nahi karte the?

Alka ke nipple masalte hue bola: Randi kahi ki, zubaan ladati hai. Teri to aaj chut faad doonga.

Bina: Sun be chutiye, chut hi to fadwani hai. Hai dum to laga na.

Alka: Iske lund mein dum hota to abhi thok naa leta. Dum to iske baap mein hai.

Ye sun kar maza bhi aaya, aur Anita ki baat to sach nikli, dono hi gaali-baaz thi. Ye pata hi nahi tha mujhe. Maine ek patla sa danda uthaya (chhadi type), aur dono leti hui Alka aur Bina ke pet pe ghumane laga. Maine chhadi nabhi ke andar ghusa ke hilaya aur chhadi ko ghumaya. Isse nabhi ki chamdi skin se lipat ke ghoomi, to pet pe bahut saari silwate dikhne lagi, aur Bina ki cheekh bhi nikli.

Pet ki aisi silwate pehli baar dekhi, aur un silwato mein muh, gaal, honth ragadte hue daant gadaye. Yahi kaam Alka ke pet pe kiya. Fir chhadi ko dono ki nipple pe ghumata raha, aur achanak se ek maara chhadi se. Dono ko ek sath hi padi, isliye ek sath hi cheekh padi gaaliyan deti hui.

Alka ke boobs zyada bade the Bina se. Isliye pehle Alka ke hi boobs ke nipple ko chhadi se bheetar ki taraf dhansaya, aur chhadi ko ghumaya, to boobs ki skin chhadi mein uljhi aur boobs pe bhi silwate padi. Fir naram aur gudgudi si patli-patli silwato ko choosta raha, daant gadata raha.

Alka kabhi cheekhti, kabhi Bina, lekin roka kisi ne nahi. Fir dono ki chut pe bhi dande se sehlate hue jaangh pe maara, aur jaangh pe maare hue daag chooste hue daant bhi gada diye. Anita aur Bina ki nipple ko baari-baari choosa, jisse dono uttejit ho chuki thi. Main chup se let gaya, to Alka boli-

Alka: Abbe kutte, humko bhadka ke sone ka naatak. Teri gaand maar denge. Nahi to chut ko thanda kar na bhonsdi ke.

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The sun had barely risen when Riya awoke, her body tingling with anticipation. She recalled her promise to Shreyas the previous night. Vowing to keep Rajesh away and finally give herself to him completely. She couldn’t help but think of all the ways she would pleasure her young lover.

“Today, you’ll experience the depths of my love for you,” she murmured. Her sensuous tone makes even these words sound like a seductive invitation.

Riya knew that to make this day special for Shreyas. She needed to send Rajesh out of the house for the entire day. She hatched a plan to ensure Rajesh’s absence. Her motherly instincts were driving her to protect and pamper Shreyas.

“Rajesh, darling,” she cooed, approaching him in the kitchen as he sipped his morning coffee. “I heard about a new video game store opening up in town. They’re having a huge sale today. Why don’t you go check it out?”

“Really?” Rajesh’s eyes lit up with excitement. “That sounds awesome! Thanks, Riya Mom.”

“Of course,” she replied, flashing her most charming smile. “Enjoy your day, sweetheart.” As Rajesh gathered his things and left the house, Riya felt satisfied. She had successfully paved the way for her intimate rendezvous with Shreyas.

“Shreyas, my love,” she called softly, beckoning him from his room. “Today, I’m all yours. Let me show you just how much I care for you.”

A blush crept across Shreyas’ cheeks. He hesitantly emerged from his hideaway, eager yet apprehensive about the events that were about to unfold. Riya’s heart swelled with tenderness. She saw the vulnerability in his eyes.

Her motherly instincts compelled her to take him under her wing and guide him through this new and thrilling experience. “Come, my sweet boy,” she whispered seductively. Her words were a mixture of lust and nurturing love. “Let me teach you the ways of pleasure.”

Riya closed the bathroom door behind her, locking it with a soft click. She turned on the shower, and hot steam enveloped her in a sensual haze. Thoughts of Shreyas and her promise to him swirled in her head. Fueling her desire to make this day unforgettable for both of them.

She stepped into the shower, letting the hot water cascade over her body. Drops clung to her silky black hair, making it slick and heavy against her back. She lathered her hands with soap and began massaging her voluptuous breasts.

Paying special attention to her sensitive nipples that were already hardening with anticipation. Riya’s fingers lingered over her areolas, tracing their curves as if preparing them for Shreyas’ mouth.

“Shreyas,” she whispered seductively. Her voice was barely audible above the shower’s spray. “You’re going to love what I have in store for you today.”

With her body thoroughly cleansed, Riya wrapped herself in a plush towel and stepped out of the shower. She stood before the mirror, admiring her curvy figure. She envisioned how Shreyas would react to seeing her like this.

Determined to look her best for him, she wore a red saree that accentuated her ample bosom and shapely hips. Riya carefully draped the saree around her body, ensuring each fold and crease was perfectly placed. The fabric clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination.

Her blouse cut low and tight, emphasized her full breasts and the tantalizing hint of cleavage. She adorned her neck with a delicate gold chain, drawing attention to her soft, inviting throat.

“Shreyas, my love,” she called out softly as she left the bathroom, her voice thick with lust and motherly care. “I’m ready for you.”

“Shreyas, come to my room,” Riya called out seductively, her voice dripping with desire and a hint of motherly care. Hearing her call, Shreyas hesitated momentarily before slowly approaching the bedroom.

As he entered, Riya gently took him by the hand and led him to the bed. She could see the nervous excitement in his eyes. She was determined to make him feel comfortable and cared for. “Don’t worry, my love,” she murmured, her words laced with lustful intent. “I’ll take good care of you.”

With a sultry smile, Riya began to undress, first peeling off the red saree that clung tightly to her ample curves. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her standing before Shreyas in just her blouse and bra.

Next, she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her breasts full, enticing swell. They strained against the delicate lace of her bra.

“Here,” she cooed, pulling him close to her body. “Drink from me.” Shreyas hesitated momentarily before drawing one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently as the rich, sweet milk flowed onto his tongue.

His suckling grew more enthusiastic. It caused Riya to let out a moan of pleasure mixed with pain. He occasionally bit down on her tender nipple.

“Ah, Shreyas,” she sighed softly, raking her fingers through his shaggy hair, her motherly instincts taking over as she cradled his head against her breast. “You’re doing so well, my love.”

Shreyas continued to drink deeply from Riya’s body. Their bond grew stronger, fueled by their taboo desires and the tender care of Riya’s motherly embrace.

Once Shreyas had finished drinking Riya’s breast milk, he released her nipple with a satisfied sigh. Riya couldn’t help but notice the hard bulge in his pants and felt a stirring of lust within her. Her sultry eyes locked onto his, and she whispered seductively, “It seems you’re enjoying our time together, too.”

Shyly, Shreyas nodded, his cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. Riya’s motherly instincts kicked in as she tenderly cupped his face in her hands, giving him a reassuring smile.

Slowly, she reached for the waistband of his pants, unbuttoning them and lowering the zipper. She freed his hardened dick with a gentle tug, stroking it up and down with love.

“Riya Mom…” Shreyas moaned, his breathing growing heavier as she continued to touch him.

“Relax, my love,” she cooed, her voice dripping with sensuality as she tied her hair back, ready to take care of his every need. Bending forward, she took Shreyas’s throbbing member into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it like a lollipop.

Her experienced lips enveloped him, taking him deeper inside as she sucked passionately.

“Ah… Oh, Riya’s Mom,” Shreyas gasped, clutching at the bedsheets as pleasure coursed through him. The combination of Riya’s motherly care and her provocative skills drove him wild with desire.

Feeling that Shreyas was on the brink of ejaculation, Riya pulled away just in time. She looked up at him, her deep brown eyes full of mischief, and said, “Not yet, sweetheart. I want you to last longer for me.”

“Shreyas, my love,” Riya purred seductively, her voice a sultry melody that sent shivers down his spine. With her smouldering gaze locked onto him, she slowly began to undress herself. Her delicate fingers unhooked the clasp of her saree, allowing the luxurious fabric to slip off her shoulders and pool around her feet.

Her voluptuous body was revealed in all its glory. Her full breasts, heaving with each breath, her taut stomach, and her curvy hips that led to her shapely thighs. Riya could see Shreyas’s eyes widen in awe at the sight before him. His erection grew even more rigid with anticipation.

“Look at me, Shreyas,” Riya whispered, her voice dripping with desire. “I want you to remember every inch of my body, to crave it when we’re apart.” She arched her back, emphasizing the swell of her breasts. Their nipples hardened under his heated gaze.

“Riya Mom… You’re so beautiful,” Shreyas breathed, his eyes devouring her lascivious display. He reached out hesitantly, wanting to touch her but unsure if he had permission.

“Come closer, darling,” Riya encouraged, her motherly instincts mixing with her provocative nature. “Explore my body. It’s all yours.”

His hand trembled as it hovered over her inner thigh, finally touching her soft skin. “Riya Mom, I can’t control myself any longer,” Shreyas confessed, his voice thick with need.

“Then don’t,” she replied, a wicked smile on her lips. “Give in to me. Give in to this passion that burns between us. Shreyas, my love, don’t be afraid,” Riya cooed, her seductive voice soothing his nerves. “Let me guide you.”

She reached down, taking hold of his throbbing erection, positioning it at her slick entrance. “Now, just relax and let yourself slide into me.” Shreyas felt the tip of his dick contact Riya’s warm, wet folds. His heart raced in anticipation. With a gentle nudge from her hand, he penetrated her, inch by glorious inch.

“Ah… Riya Mom…” Shreyas moaned, the sensation of her tight, velvety walls enveloping him sending shivers down his spine.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” she whispered, her eyes locked onto his. “You’re doing so well, my sweet boy.”

Once fully inside her, Shreyas hesitated, unsure of how to proceed. Sensing his uncertainty, Riya wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “Move with me, Shreyas. Let our bodies become one,” she encouraged, her tone filled with motherly warmth.

With Riya’s guidance, Shreyas began to thrust, each push bringing them closer together. The intensity of their lovemaking grew, as did their passionate moans and cries of pleasure.

“Riya Mom, I… I can’t hold back any longer,” Shreyas gasped, feeling the pressure building within him.

“Wait, my love,” Riya panted, her voice laced with desire. “I want you to last as long as you can. Savour every moment of this connection between us.”

Gritting his teeth, Shreyas fought to control his urge to release, focusing on the rhythm of their bodies moving together. Riya’s encouragement and understanding fueled his determination, pushing him to new heights of passion.

“Riya Mom, I… I love you,” Shreyas whispered, his voice shaking with emotion. He continued to thrust into her. Riya smiled warmly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears of joy and pride.

“Shreyas, my darling, I love you too,” she murmured her words a mixture of seduction and maternal affection. “Now, give me all you have. Let yourself go.”

Emboldened by her unconditional love and support, Shreyas finally gave in to the overwhelming pleasure. Releasing himself deep inside Riya’s welcoming body as they clung to each other. Their souls intertwined in an unforgettable dance of love and lust.

As they lay there, exhausted from their passionate lovemaking, Riya could see the desire still burning in Shreyas’s eyes. She smiled seductively at him and decided to introduce him to another position.

“Shreyas, my love, let’s try something different,” she said in a sultry voice, her eyes full of lustful promises. She moved away from him and got down on her hands and knees, arching her back and presenting her round, inviting buttocks to him.

Shreyas looked confused momentarily, unsure of what she wanted him to do. Sensing his hesitation, Riya glanced over her shoulder. Her deep brown eyes were filled with motherly care and raw sexuality.

“Come here, Shreyas. I’ll guide you,” she purred, beckoning him closer. She explained the technique as he approached, “Just stand behind me and penetrate me from this angle. Trust me; it feels amazing.”

Following her instructions, Shreyas positioned himself behind her, marvelling at the sight of Riya’s curvaceous body offered up to him so willingly. He hesitated momentarily before entering her again. His length slid smoothly into her slick, welcoming depths.

Riya moaned loudly as Shreyas began to thrust into her, the doggy-style position allowing him to reach even deeper inside her. Her large breasts swayed beneath her with each movement, their combined moans filling the room with erotic intensity.

“Shreyas, hold me tight!” Riya urged him, her provocative words spurring him on. “Ride me like you own me, like I’m your little bitch!”

Emboldened by her explicit encouragement, Shreyas gripped Riya’s hips firmly and increased the force of his thrusts. The sound of their bodies slapping together reverberated through the room, a symphony of carnal desire.

“Ah, Riya, Mom! This feels incredible!” Shreyas exclaimed, his voice full of wonder and lust. Riya could not help but smile at his enthusiasm, her pleasure heightened by his enjoyment.

“Keep going, my love,” she moaned, her body quivering with each powerful stroke. “I’m here for you; take everything you want from me.”

As Shreyas continued to pound into Riya, they both felt their climax building once more. Just as he was about to release himself inside her again, the doorbell echoed through the house, followed by someone entering the room.

“Wait, Shreyas!” Riya gasped, her voice calm but urgent. “Someone’s here!”

Their lovemaking came to an abrupt halt as they both held their breath. Waiting to see who had entered their private sanctuary and what consequences would follow.

“Who could that be?” Riya gasped, her eyes wide with shock and concern. Not knowing who had entered the house and how this would change the course of their intimate encounter.

To be continued.

Hello, my dear ISS Readers. I am Esha Shah, female, 36, married. Please read ‘Hot Wife Esha Surprise Hotel Sex’ to know my story.

The next morning, I woke up around 9 in the morning. I was in the arms of my loving husband. Last night I had fucked his client Mr Naidu like a whore to get him a lucrative contract. I was very happy for us.

Suddenly I remembered that Mr Naidu had given me a packet when I left his room. My hubby was still asleep. So, I came out of the room and opened my bag to find Mr Naidu’s packet. It had a note in it.

I read the note and was feeling nice. It said that Mr Naidu had one of the best experiences yesterday. He wished to see me again soon and shared his contact number to get in touch with him. Inside the packet, there were 1 Lakh rupees. He gave it to me for my services which he truly appreciated.

I was surprised how some could pay such a huge fee for just one night. Just imagining yesterday night made my pussy wet. I kept the packet and my stuff on the table. I was still in my office clothes, too tired to change them. But seeing a lakh rupee for me inside Mr Naidu’s packet woke up the slut in me.

Again, I took the condom packet and the dress I wore yesterday from my bag. I went back to my bedroom. My hubby was still asleep on his back. He was just in his knickers and nothing else on him. I kept the condom packet near the bed.

I changed into yesterday’s red-hot dress and put on some makeup and heels. I was horny and ready as a complete slut in no time. I went straight to bed with my sleeping hubby. I removed his knickers. He was completely nude, and I was completely a slut by now.

To my luck, he was having a morning boner, and I was in for a treat. I straight away took his dick in my hand and started giving him a blowjob. Current passed through my hubby’s body as he got a surprise hot blowjob. He was surprised by my sudden sluttiness, but was completely enjoying it and moaning.

He enjoyed it so much that he held my head and pushed me deeper. He was enjoying deep-throating his hard dick. Just then, I backed out and got up from the bed. I opened the condom packet and placed the fresh condom on his fuck ready dick.

He was looking at me, horny as hell. He was getting harder every moment. He got super hard when he saw I was in the slutty dress he gave me yesterday to satisfy Mr Naidu. I started dancing a bit, removing my red panty while throwing it on his face.

He, too, got up from the bed and pushed me onto the glass balcony door. He bent me over that glass balcony door and inserted his dick into my completely wet pussy. He started fucking me from behind in my pussy. I was enjoying it like a slutty porn star.

He was fucking me so hard that we were banging the balcony door hard for someone in the other apartment to hear easily. While doing so, I told my hubby I wanted to ride him on the sofa in the drawing room. He stopped fucking me and removed my red dress.

I was only in my bra and heels. He removed the bra took and lifted me to the drawing room. He just threw me on the adjacent sofa, laid on the large sofa, and called me onto him. I pounced on him and started smooching him. My hands were playing with his dick.

I used it to place my pussy on it, and I started riding him. He held on to my hips to get a sync in the movement. Once we got the sync, he started mauling my boobs with his hands. I was riding him hard. We both were fucking each other harder.

Our eyes met, and we understood that we were going to cum and wanted it to happen together. Just as I was going to cum, I crushed my boobs to his chest and hugged him hard. He was still pumping me hard while lying down. He too cum shortly and hugged me tight and smooched me hard.

We lay there for some time, hugging and smooching each other. My hubby then asked me what had gotten into me and why I behaved so wild and horny. Then I told him what Mr Naidu had given in the packet. My hubby, too, was surprised by Mr Naidu’s gesture.

My hubby asked me whether I was enjoying these random fucks with strangers as a hooker/whore escort/prostitute. Should we be doing it more often just for fun? The glitter in my eyes gave my answer to hubby that I was more than happy to do it.

My hubby said that if he keeps getting sex like that from me, he would be happy to explore more kinkier sex. We then decided to have a bath together, then discuss the further plan in detail during breakfast. As today was a Sunday and we both were not working.

My hubby then ordered some breakfast from Swiggy. Then he lifted me, took me into the bathroom, and placed me under the shower. We were smooching each other and simultaneously applying soap on each other. We had a hot and horny bath and came outside while drying each other’s wetness.

After we finished drying, I went towards my cupboard to take out clothes to wear. But my hubby stopped me. He gave me his long white T-shirt and asked me to wear that. He said that our kinky experiments start today.

He wanted me to lose my shyness completely. He wanted me to take the parcel from the Swiggy guy and make the cash payment to him in this long white shirt only. I gasped for air for a moment but nodded in agreement. We were enjoying all the kinks till this moment.

I dried my hair and wore that plain white long T-shirt. I kept my hair towards my back so that my naked boobs would be visible to the delivery guy.

Enjoy till here. Wait for the next update.

While it poured cats and dogs outdoors, you dear readers, enjoyed these stories in the July 2023. Hope you had your hands on your dicks and fingers in your pussies, inside a cozy blanket while reading these stories!

1) Innocent Horny Son

By: jackking00g

This story between an innocent son and mother happens innocently. The mother, unsatisfied with her husband, now thinks differently about her young son.

‘When I was about to give him a blowjob, my husband told me to go down and stand on my knees. I went down on my knees, and Raj sat on the edge of the bed. I was on my knees near my son. I grabbed my husband’s dick and started to lick his dick.’Read the entire story here.

2) Son Seduces His Vulnerable Mom – Part 2

By: sammas

My lust for my mom was making me crazy. Find out how I fought against my dad to protect my hot but vulnerable mom and finally, I got the chance to fuck her.

‘My face was on her neck. I was hugging her and my arms were over her breasts. Then I started to kiss her on her neck and also keep supporting her saying I would stand for her. I asked her to lie down and sleep. She was now lying on the other side and I was behind her.’Read the entire story here.

3) The Beginning of Incest

By: writerboy76

My Mom caught me fucking my hot neighbour’s daughter. This turned me fucking my Mom as well. She was fucked forcefully by me, yet she enjoyed it the most.

‘I ordered, “Come on bitch, what are you waiting to suck my balls?” She came to me and started to suck my balls. I made sure she took my ball sack completely into her mouth. When I pulled out, my balls were glistening with her saliva. I asked again, “So the bitch is ready?”Read the entire story here.

4) A sacrifice of my Pussy for Husband

By: radhika6cwife

My husband’s friend planned to fuck me, and he was successful. I, too, cheated on my husband and enjoyed fucking his friend’s 8-inch dick to the fullest.

‘I slapped his face while I continued to fuck him. I reached my orgasm after fucking him for a good 15 minutes. I removed his dick and squirted it all over his body. I sat on his face to lick and clean my pussy. He licked clean. I lay beside him, and he asked, “Are you satisfied, madam?”Read the entire story here.

5) My Strict Indian Mother – Part 4

By: tc99

Read how I finally got my strict mother to give me a blowjob! She hesitated. But I told her I knew she used a vibrator, but my cock was better than that!

‘Now my mother has become a bit docile. I pull her back up into a standing position and go to remove her leggings. I move my hand into her panties and touch her pussy. It feels unshaven. She resists and pulls my hand out.’Read the entire story here.

6) Devika Menon And Her Father-in-law – Part 1

By: lovesexaddiction

This story is about my reader Devika from Kerala. Her FIL fucked her young body, and they both had a raunchy foreplay setting the mood right for erotic sex.

‘After a few minutes of kissing, my FIL Raghu moved his face down. He kissed my neck as he knew all the sensitive spots in my body. His hands pulled my saree pallo down, revealing my blouse-clad breasts. He looked at my midriff below my blouse and above my petticoat.’Read the entire story here.

7) Threesome With My Sister And Brother-in-law

By:rajesh4

I got a job in Bengaluru and I went to stay at my married sister’s house. There I was shocked by my own sister who wanted me to fuck her and impregnate her!

‘I started to suck my horny sister’s shaved pussy and within minutes, we shifted to 69 position. We were in 69 position for a good 10 minutes and then she told me to fuck her pussy. We were in a doggy-style position.’ Read the entire story here.

8) Conventional Mom and Incestuous Son – Part 1

By: sunny0312

Read the story of a son whose marriage got cancelled because of his conventional mother. But he overcame his difficulties despite all odds against him.

‘Looking at the big breasts on top of its blouse made Patel’s Dick start pre-cum. He instantly wants to feel his mother’s big boobs in his hand. He wants to make her cry by squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipples.’Read the entire story here.

9) Seducing And Fucking Virgin Cousin Sister

By: rahul9

My cousin sister gave me some liberty which resulted in us having some dirty fun. Then I broke the rules and fucked Veena’s pussy! Find out in this story.

‘After that, she let out a huge load of cum. She was exhausted, and so was I. Then by pressing her boobs and occasionally inserting my fingers in her pussy, I started to masturbate. Seeing this, she asked me to lie down and I did so. Then she did the unimaginable thing.’Read the entire story here.

10) Meri Sali ki Panty ka lock khola- Part 1

By: Coolsurd

Jiju aur Sali ki Prem ki shuruwat hui ek function mein sath photo khichwate waqt Aur dusre function mein Jiju ko mila apni sali ke garm badan ka ehsas.

‘Uski boobs meri chest pe saaf mehsuhs ho rahe the aur meri chest usko mehsus ho rahi thi. Waiter photo kheche jaa raha tha aur main apni Sali ke jism se chipakata jar ha tha. Photo jaisehi clik hui maine dekhi to usme background ki light ki shade aa rahi thi.’Read the entire story here.

We hope you enjoy reading the stories and also share them with your friends.

Chapter 1: The Pack Up

It was 2015, and Damini’s husband Dinesh Naik who is an architect by profession decided to shift to Hyderabad for advancement in his career. Damini had to tag along with him even though she didn’t like the idea of leaving her home town Pune.

While waiting for the packers and movers to come and pack their stuff, the couple decided to have one last sex session in that home before leaving. In no time, they found themselves naked and wet kissing on the sofa. Dinesh inserted his dick into Damini’s warm and wet love hole making her moan with pleasure.

A doorbell rang which seemed to disturb their pace, but Damini didn’t let Dinesh out of her, with her legs tightly wrapped around his waist. Dinesh took the hint and kept fucking her at a varied pace. The silence in the room kept being replaced by the spring sounds of the sofa and their soft moans.

Then the couple heard the bell ring again and yet continued their pleasuring act with increased pace and louder noises. Damini’s husband’s grunts and thrusts aroused her. On hearing the doorbell for the third time, she shamelessly screamed and moaned making sure that the person outside understood what was happening inside. Feeling at the edge of orgasms, the couple cuddled each other tight and Damini felt her husband’s ejaculation fill up her womb and Dinesh felt her walls being flooded with her juices around his dick.

The bell rang again, but twice this time. Damini got up throwing tantrums under her breath as her post-sex private time with her husband was being disturbed. She picked up her clothes and headed inside their bedroom before Dinesh stood up and answered the door after wearing his clothes. It was the packers and movers. The team was visibly embarrassed and irritated. He asked them to start working from the living room and went in to inform Damini about it.

Damini dressed up after taking a bath and guided the workers with the luggage and other things while Dinesh freshened up. All the packing was done, Damini hugged Dinesh in the empty house filled with their memories. They prepared themselves to take their train to Hyderabad that night after laughing at the embarrassing thoughts of being heard by the packers and movers’ staff.

Chapter 2: The Arrival

Meanwhile, Karthik, a quite charming young stud in his 20s, was browsing through YouTube on his computer after completing his homework.

As the early-age YouTube recommendation system did its magic, he kept scrolling and watching random movie trailers. At one instance, the thumbnail of some erotic scene from a 2014 Marathi movie named, “Shutter” grabbed his attention.

He looked around and made sure that the door of his room was closed before opening that video. In the scene was Sonalee Kulkarni in her sexiest avatar wearing a backless blouse with a floral design on it and a saree. The pallu of her saree dropped exposing her navel and some part of her chest while tying her hair up. The young boy was beyond mind blown watching the mouth-watering Marathi beauty in her prime.

Being fiercely aroused and in his personal space, he dropped his shorts down and started to jerk off to that scene like any other average teenager would do when aroused by a hot woman on screen.

He was on heat and started stroking his young cock back and forth imagining himself with the woman on screen. His precum started to ooze over his index and thumb fingers. But to his ill luck, his mother banged on his door thrice and he knew he had to get up and answer the door.

Thinking to continue his session later in peace, he adjusted his foreskin and pulled up his shorts to open the door with an irritated face. His mom Shanti, a teacher by profession, like any other average Indian mother of a teen, questioned him first about what took him so long to open the door and then told him the matter.

Shanti: A new family is shifting into the opposite flat. I just talked with them. Come with me, I will introduce you as well.

Karthik: Mom, please. I have other work. I will introduce myself to them later. You carry on.

Despite his efforts to stay back, he had to listen to his mom and agreed to go with her by leaving his hot actress on screen in his room.

Chapter 3: The First Meeting

The door was open and the mother and son went in while Dinesh was guiding the packers and movers with placing things. Dinesh politely wished Shanti again and Shanti with a smile on her face introduced her son to Dinesh.

Dinesh: Hi, champ.

Karthik: Hello, sir. This is Karthik.

Dinesh: Good to know you, Karthik.

While they were in talks, a sweet smell elevated the room’s ambiance and there came Damini from inside the kitchen.

Dinesh: Oh, here comes my wife Damini.

Karthik’s heart skipped a beat on looking at Damini. She wore a semi-transparent yellow chiffon saree with a floral-designed black blouse. Her slim waist and her blouse which had hooks on the front along with a mangalsutra were on display through that shimmering semi-transparent cloth of saree. He never came across such a beautiful woman in his entire life in his neighborhood. On learning that they were Marathi people, he couldn’t help comparing her with his on-screen lady crush Sonalee Kulkarni.

Damini: Namaste Shanti ji, is this your son?

Shanti: Yes dear, he is the one I was talking about.

Damini put her hand forward to give the young boy a shake hand and Karthik’s entire body shivered for a second. Her touch felt electrifying to the teenager. Thoughts of her touching his cum sticky fingers excited him even more.

Damini: Oh! I completely forgot, can I borrow your lighter to turn on the stove? Our lighter just stopped working.

Shanti was busy talking to Dinesh about his job and their reason to shift to Hyderabad. So she asked her son to get the lighter from their kitchen.

Damini walked to their door with Karthik to look polite and Karthik got her the lighter in under a minute. She took it and as she turned around. Then her pallu got stuck to the door handle and she was pulled back at once. For a second, she thought it was Karthik. But realized that it was the door handle.

It was too late before she could bend a little and adjust her pallu on her shoulder. Karthik got his eyes on her eye feasting cleavage. He was disappointed that the moment didn’t last enough. But the image of her soft cleavage got stuck in the deeper parts of his mind. He thanked his mom inside his mind for bringing him out of his room.

The milk-overflowing ceremony was done and Mrs. Shanti being a friendly and welcoming neighbor invited them for lunch. The couple also got to meet Mr. Narasimha, the husband of Mrs. Shanti at the table.

Even though Damini was a little upset about their shifting to Hyderabad in the beginning, all her worries vanished after she found such lovely neighbors who treated her like their family.

As long as Damini was present, Karthik couldn’t bat his eyes away from her. With his parents and her husband around, he tried his best to stay normal and decent.

Chapter 4: Lighter That Ignited Fire

In the evening, Mrs. Shanti found that the lighter was missing when she wanted to make some nice tea. She searched for a matchbox near the small wooden mandir in their home and luckily there was one match stick and she lit the stove with it. She remembered that their lighter was at Damini’s home and called Karthik to get their lighter from her. Karthik who had been waiting for such a chance readily agreed and headed out.

Just when he was about to ring the bell, the sounds from the living room stopped him. It was Damini’s voice.

“Yes, ah, Yes Dinesh, fuck me. Don’t stop Dinesh, don’t stop. Harder, faster, Give me a baby Dinesh, make me pregnant. Cum inside me. Cum inside me,” moaned Damini.

The couple already started having their first sex in their new home on that same sofa. Karthik standing outside tried his best to peep through the window pane. But his efforts went in vain as he couldn’t see anything.

Fear of someone watching him gripped him and he moved up and down the stairs and in the corridor until the couple finished having their session. His excitement and curiosity hit peaks. He could only imagine and he didn’t back off from imagining his real-life lady crush naked and having sex. His dick started oozing with precum. The sounds ended after about ten minutes and he rang their bell twice in excitement. To his surprise, the sound of the door knob opening came so immediately.

Damini opened the door and said, “Oh! Hi Karthik, what is it that brought you here?”

Karthik fumbled with his words and said, “M… m…my mom was asking for the lighter, So..”

Damini: Oh! So sorry dear, I totally forgot to return it.

Karthik: F… Fine. It’s okay.

Then Damini went to the kitchen and Dinesh from the sofa smiled at Karthik and Karthik gave back an awkward smile. Damini came back with the lighter and closed the door after handing it back to Karthik with a smile. Damini’s moans, her slightly visible bra strap, her face full of sweat, her frisky hair, and her blush-filled cheeks ignited darker feelings for her even more.

The sight of Damini’s panties under the sofa where Dinesh sat, couldn’t stop him from imagining that she opened the door with no panties and with a pussy full of cum dripping down her thighs. He gave back the lighter to his mom and shut the door of his room. He fell on his bed naked and closed his eyes imagining Damini.

Then he gripped his hardened dick so tight and vigorously started to stroke it back and forth. Her thoughts filled his mind and her moans reverberated through his ears. He couldn’t control himself anymore with such dirty thoughts about his sexy, hot, and beautiful neighbor.

Within no time, clenching his eyes and teeth tight before ejaculating thick white strings of youth that flew out of his young dick like a fountain with great force into the air and fell back on his stomach and chest. He felt free from the sweet torture he went through since the beginning of that day. But couldn’t stop fantasizing about Damini.

Then he took a bath and called it a day after he masturbated thrice that night after dinner with his hot neighbor at his home.

The story will continue.

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Hi doston, mera naam Rajesh hai, aur is story mein hum baat karne waale hai mere jeewan ke ek true incident ke baare mein. Jaha mere dost ki innocent maa Sandhya kaise apni bhookh mitati hai, aur kaise meri virginity loose hoti hai.

To story start hoti hai ek suhane safar se jaha main aur mera dost Sanjay uske ghar jaate hai, uske gaon mela dekhne, aur ghoomne ke liye. Mela ghoomna to bahana tha, par Sanjay ko to uski nayi bani girlfriend ke sath pyar lutana tha.

Sanjay apne mama ki ladki ko pyar karta tha, aur chhup-chhup ke aise mauke pe mila karta tha. Next episode mein un dono ki story pe baat karenge.

Do ghante ke safar ke baad hum Sanjay ke ghar pahunche. Fir uski maa ne hame ko baithne ko kaha aur hum dono ke liye cold drinks laane chali gayi. Jab pehli baar aunty ko dekha, to main unke husn ka deewana ho gaya.

Kya shape and figure maintain ki hui thi. Wo bhi is umar mein. Aap logon ke liye bata du unka figure kareeb (32-36-32) ka hoga aur unki age 42 hogi. Jab wo cold drinks leke aayi to unke tann-badan ko dekh ke main stabdh reh gaya. Wo laal rang ki saree pehne hui thi, wo bhi ek black color ke semi backless blouse ke sath.

Is garmi mein unka poora badan paseene se bheega hua tha. Unki saree ka pallu thoda dheela pad gaya tha, jisme unka sudaul badan mujhe mantra-mugdh kar raha tha. Jab unhone jhuk ke mujhe colddrink ka glass diya, to mere poore shareer mein bijli si daud gayi.

Us patle se blouse ke andar se unke do safed gole ke darsan hue. Unhone meri nazar ko notice kiya, aur apni saree sambhalne lagi, aur hum dono ko hamare collage ke baare mein poochne lagi. Kuch time baat karne ke baad aunty hame rest karne boli, aur khud kitchen mein chali gayi.

Isi time Sanjay ko uski girlfriend ki call aati hai, aur wo chala jata hai. Main apne aap ko sambhal nahi paya, aur mere pair kitchen ki aur badhne lage. Kitchen mein Sandhya aunty apni saree ke pallu ko kamar pe bandhe hue thi. Unki saree paseene se bheegi hui thi. Unka wo safed sudaul badan mujhe koi swarg ki apsara se kam nahi lag raha tha.

Tabhi aunty poochne lagi: Kuch chahiye kya?

Main hosh mein aata hun, aur bolta hu: Kuch nahi aunty, bas dekhne aaya tha aap kya bana rahi ho.

Main kitchen mein aaya aur unki madad karne laga. Unko main kaafi acha laga. Baaton-baaton mein ye pata chala ki aunty abhi akele hi ghar pe thi. Kyunki uncle apne business trip mein Delhi gaye the. Aur Sanjay ke chacha-chachi Shimla ghoomne gaye the.

Kaafi baat karne ke baad hum log khaana table pe le gaye and hum teeno ne mil ke khaana khaaya. Khaane ke baad kuch time rest karne ke baad mein aur Sanjay mela ghoomne chale gaye. Waha meri Sanjay ki girlfriend se bhi mulaqaat hui. Mele pe full enjoy karke hum log ghar pe laute. Waha Sanjay ke mama-mami aaye hue the. Hum log baahar se unke liye dinner leke aaye the, to sab log mil ke dinner kiye.

Main aur Sanjay uske room chale gaye. Waha Game Of Thrones dekhne lage. Mujhe bilkul bhi neend nahi aa rahi thi, aur baar-baar aunty ka mast figure saamne aa raha tha. Kuch time baad kareeb raat ke 1:00 baje Sanjay apni girlfriend ko chhat pe leke jaane ka plan banata hai, aur mujhe situation sambhal lena bol ke nikal jata hai.

Mujhe kaam ki devi ki pratima swaroop meri Sandhya aunty ke khayaal sone nehi de rahe the. Isliye main Indian sex stories mein jaake hot milf stories padhne laga, aur bathroom mein jaake Sandhya aunty ke baare mein soch ke muth maarne laga.

Usi time mujhe baahar se ek sound aata hai. Main apni pant ki zip band karke dekhne ke liye nikal gaya. Maine baahar jaake dekha to Sandhya aunty floor pe giri hui thi. Main unke paas aaya, aur unko uthane ki koshish ki.

Unke pair mein bhaari moch aayi thi, aur aunty ne thodi pee rakhi thi. Maine aunty ko apni baahon pe uthaya unko unke bedroom ki taraf le gaya. Unke do komal nitambh meri baahon ko sparsh kar rahe the. Mere badan mein sambhog ki aag bhaagne lagi thi.

Maine unke room mein unko litaya aur unke pair ki maalish karne laga. Wo ek blue color ki nighty pehne hue thi, unke sudaul badan mein saaf dekh sakta tha. Unki fragrance mein alag hi aakarshan tha. Unke wo khule hue baal, gulabi honth, aur badan ki nami mujhe madhosh bana rahe the.

Pair maalish karte-karte mera hath kab unki naram jaanghon tak pahunch chuka tha, mujhe pata nahi. Heavy hangover ke kaaran unhe chakkar aa raha tha, to wo bathroom ki taraf ishara karne lagi. Main unhe utha ke bathroom tak le gaya. Wo apna muh dhone lagi.

Main unke kandhe ko pakde hue tha, kyunki theek se chal nahi paa rahi thi. Unke komal badan ke sparsh se mere rom-rom mein aag jalne lagi. Maine jaan-booch kar shower khol diya, jisse unki nighty poori geeli ho gayi. Itne mein unka balance bigda, aur hum dono bathroom mein gir gaye.

Unka poora bheega badan mere upar tha. Hum dono ek-doosre ki saanso ko mehsoos kar rahe the. Unke bheege gulabi honth is samay mere andar tapti hui aag mein tel daal rahe the. Mere sanyam ka baandh toot chuka  tha. Maine unke mulayam hontho ko choosna shuru kiya.

Wo mujhse door jana chaahti thi, par maine unhe kamar se jakad liya, aur kiss karne laga. Kuch time ke baad unki aag ka jwalamukhi fatne laga, aur wo apni jeebh mere muh ke andar daalne lagi, aur bhookhi sherni ki tarah mere hontho ko kaatne lagi.

Hum dono 10 minutes tak french kiss karne lage. Maine kiss karte hue unke stanno ko dabana start kiya. Kuch time baad main unpe chadha, aur unko lita ke gale pe kiss kiya. Maine unko uthaya, aur unki blue colour ki nighty utari. Wo ek black colour ki bra aur panty pehne hui thi.

Fir main bra ke upar se hi unke boobs choosne laga. Fir maine unki bra ke strap khole, aur unke gore-gore boobs ko zor-zor se dabane laga. Unke uthe hue niple ko kaata to unki zor se siskari nikalne lagi. Main unhe kiss karne laga. Unke badan ke har ek hisse ko choomne laga.

Honth, gala, stann, nabhi aur aakhir mein unki yoni ke paas pahuncha aur unki panty bhi utaar di. Unki yoni ki sugandh ne mujhe mohit kar diya. Main apni do ungliyon se unhe sehlane laga, unhe choosne laga. Kuch time ke liye unhe wild tongue fuck diya.

Aunty ye sukh apne jeewan mein pehli baar anubhav kar rahi thi. Unki cheekh se poora bathroom kaamp raha tha. Kabhi-kabhi main unki pussy ko kaat leta, to kabhi kheench leta. Wo apne jeewan ke charam-sukh ka bhog kar rahi thu.

Meri innocent Sandhya aunty poori randi ban ke mujhe zor-zor se karne ko bol rahi thi. Unhone mera sar zor se apni yoni mein samahit kiya, aur mere chhote ko zor se sehlane lagi. Kuch hi samay ke andar Sandhya aunty ke kaam ka jwalamukhi mere hi muh mein visfot ho gaya.

Main upar utha to unhone meri shorts aur t-shirt utaar di, aur mujhe habshi sherni ki tarah choomne lagi.

Mujhe unhone kaha: Aaj toone meri saat saal ki aag ko thanda kiya. Pichle saat saal se main sex ki bhookhi thi. Sameer mein ab wo baat nahi rahi. Naa hi wo ab 10 minute se bhi zyada mujhe chod sakta hai. Har baar mujhe garam karke thanda ho jata hai. Aur hum to 3 saal se sex hi nahi kiye. Aaj meri poori bhookh mita di mere raja. Aaj main poori teri hu.

Maine unko kiss kiya aur boobs ko kaatne laga aur unhe ghutno pe bithaya. Wo mere 7 inch ke hathiyar ko jagane lagi. Wo lamha mera sabse best pal tha. Aise lag raha tha ki main swarg pahunch gaya tha. Unke wo bheege gulabi hontho ka sparsh mere poore lund ko khada kar chuka tha.

Wo mere lund ko poora apne gale mein utaar chuki thi. Unka saliva mere lund ko bhigo chuka tha. Maine unko zor-zor se chodna start kiya. Unki poori choti ko maine zor se pakad liya, aur zor-zor se chodne laga. 10 minutes ke aanand-dayak blowjob ke baad maine apna poora maal aunty ke gale mein utaar diya.

Wo ladkhada ke khadi hui. Aisa laga tha ki unki taango mein dard hona start ho gaya tha. Maine unhe uthaya, aur bathroom ki wall pe sata diya. Fir maine mere lund ko unki tight pussy pe set kiya. Maine unki gaand pakdi, aur unhe poora mere upar chadha liya. Wo dono hatho se mere kandhe ko pakde hue thi, aur dono pair meri kamar pe jakde hue thi.

Main unhe utha kar chodne laga. Wo mujhe zor se kiss karne lagi. Mera lund unki yoni se bachhe-daani tak pahunch raha tha. Main zor-zor se unki tight pussy ko dhakka maarta raha. Wo dard se cheekhne lagti, to main unhe kiss kar leta tha. Kabhi unke komal boobs ko kaat leta tha.

Unke boobs poore laal ho gaye the. Kareeb 15 minutes ke baad wo jhad gayi par. Fir bhi main unhe chodta raha. Unki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye. 25 minutes unhe chodne ke baad maine apna maal unki yoni mein utaar diya. Fir hum dono kiss karte hue bathroom se nange hoke aaye.

Bed pe rakhe towel se hamne ek-doosre ko poncha, aur ek-doosre ko kiss karne lage. Us time baahar se thoda sound aaya, to mujhe laga shayad Sanjay ghar aa gaya tha. Isliye maine towel lapeta aur bhaag ke uske room pe chala gaya, aur tv on karke bathroom chala gaya. Kuch time ke baad Sanjay room mein aaya.

Usne poocha: Itna ajeeb sound kya aa raha tha?

To maine bola: Bhai shayad sound mein GOT dekh raha tha. Is baat pe hum dono hasne lage. Kyunki aaj uska apne pehle mission mein apne mama ki beti ke sath kaam sampoorn hua tha, aur mera uski mom ke sath. To doston next episode mein hum Sanjay ki story ke baare mein jaanenge.